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"Bad news. Soth has already noticed our actions in the North."
Shar stood in the cold wasteland of a certain demiplane and told several other figures gathered there what had happened not long ago.
You know, according to her plan, she originally intended to lurk in the mage's body, and then look for an opportunity to launch a fatal sneak attack, killing or tracking down the guy who came to investigate the secret behind the whole thing.
Especially the nosy moon goddess Sulen and magic goddess Midnight. It would be a huge profit to kill any one of their incarnations.
Of course, even if one does not encounter the incarnation of a hostile god, being able to eliminate elects like Elminster, Khelben, the Seven Sisters, or Zuo Si's important subordinates can also have the effect of blocking information and disrupting the situation.
But unfortunately, this sinister plan was ultimately ruined by the sudden and unexpected appearance of Zuo Si himself.
But this can't be blamed on the Goddess of Night.
After all, before this, Zuo Si had not been in Toril for a long time, but had gone to other planes to take care of his newly born daughter.
This made Shar judge that his attention had long been diverted away from Furen, and this was a good opportunity for him to cause trouble.
In fact, the prediction of the Goddess of Night was quite accurate.
In fact, if little Annie had not suddenly grown from a baby into a young child in an instant, Zuo Si would not have brought his daughter back to visit Aisha, her mother.
They would not even confirm the status of their unborn offspring.
He would not go to Neverwinter to take a look at Dumbledore either.
The most important thing is that he saw that Eribes's action was completely impulsive. He wanted to confirm whether the other party would be aroused by anger and sadness when he learned that his fiancé Vanswick was having an affair with another old man, and whether he would eventually fall from a paladin to a dark guard.
You have to know that Aribeth's character is not as calm as that of another retired veteran paladin, Kaidon. He has already honed his indomitable will through countless dangers, setbacks, sufferings, deceptions, and betrayals.
The latter, even when faced with his wife's extramarital affair and a lush green prairie growing above his head, still forced himself to suppress his anger and remained rational throughout the process, and ultimately chose to use legal means to resolve the problem no matter how provoked he was.
Erebeth's problem was that her growth experience was too smooth. She basically did not encounter any severe tests and setbacks. She easily became Lord Nasir's right-hand man, the second most powerful person in Neverwinter, and a heroine admired and loved by countless people.
In particular, their belief in Tyr, the god of justice, makes them firmly believe that light will defeat darkness and goodness will defeat evil. They do not understand that the truth of this world is actually a dynamic balance between good and evil, order and chaos, and that there is no such thing as one side being able to defeat the other.
As the saying goes, too much rigidity tends to break.
The more steadfast a person's faith is and the more he has never tasted despair, the faster his faith will collapse when he suddenly discovers that the cruel reality is completely contrary to what he believes in, and the more likely his thoughts will make a 180-degree turn, directly turning from extreme good to extreme evil.
But who could have imagined that it was such a spur of the moment idea that he would unexpectedly run into Magrim who was ambushing Erebeth, and learn from the mouth of this cult leader who worshiped the creator race that there was an enemy secretly trying to compete with him for control of the North.
What's even more coincidental is that they also discovered Shar, who was hidden in the node of the shadow magic network in this guy's body.
Of course, the Goddess of Night would definitely not tell these so-called "allies" about such an inexplicable thing.
After all, in her definition, "allies" are nothing more than temporary thugs and cannon fodder, the ultimate goal is to make the gods kill each other, and then let everything return to the darkness and silence at the beginning of creation.
"What did Soth know?"
A thin man with a pointed face and eyes that revealed malice and madness questioned.
This person was none other than Xirek, who had been severely beaten by Zuo Si and other gods and had finally managed to climb back to a weaker level of power from a demigod with weak divine power.
If one were to pick one god among all the gods of Toril who hated Zuo Si the most, or even wanted to kill him, the Prince of Lies would definitely be ranked first.
Things like orc gods and goblin gods all have to stand aside.
You must know that in order to limit Xirik from expanding his influence with the help of the priesthood of lies, Zuo Si recorded the scene of this guy being beaten up by a group of people and spread it everywhere, causing many mortals to sneer at this clown-like madman.
Not to mention faith, even the most basic reverence is lacking.
Only those mentally ill people who are most unhappy with their lives, who are often bullied and despised, and whose hearts are already twisted and they desire revenge on society, will choose to believe in Xirik to gain power.
Moreover, most of these believers are scattered in the eastern part of the continent, far away from the West Coast Empire.
The intense feeling of humiliation that could not be described in words made the Prince of Lies extremely eager to make his most hated enemy pay with blood and death.
It was precisely because of his participation that the conspiracy was concealed for such a long time amidst all the lies and deceptions without being discovered.
Shar glanced at Xirik with interest, and replied with a smile: "He captured Magrim.
As for how much information and intelligence can be obtained from it, it is unknown.
You should understand that it is impossible for a mortal to keep any secrets from Soth.
The poor guy will be spied on from all angles, from brain to soul.
Especially in the Neverwinter Forest, the large army of different races and forces may lead to the exposure of some of you."
"Humph! So what? My frost giant army will sweep across the entire north when winter comes. No town can stop them."
The Frost Giant King Kostchechi clenched his fists and let out a low roar.
As the original lord of the 23rd floor of the Abyss, he obviously hated Zuo Si to the core.
After all, the invasion of the devil's army caused the first forty layers of the Abyss to fall. Now that the situation has turned from chaos to order, Koschechi could only lead his men to kill their way to the hundredth layer, killing another demon lord and taking his place.
This great migration caused heavy losses to his demon army and frost giant army, as well as a lot of prestige, causing many demon lords to despise him.
"Wait until winter comes? That's at least a few months away. Do you think Thors will do nothing during this time? He will find all the threats in the North and then start a massacre."
Yeenoghu, the king of the gnolls, opened his mouth, revealing a row of sharp fangs, and his eyes revealed ferocity and cruelty.
This is the lord of the 422nd floor of the Abyss.
Although he had never had a direct conflict with Zuo Si, he hated the other party's wanton slaughter of his own people, that is, the werewolf tribes living in the material plane.
You should know that Yeenoghu's greatest wish is to see the prosperity of the gnoll race. It would be best to create a world completely dominated by gnolls, turning elves, humans, dwarves, gnomes, halflings, etc. into slaves and food.
However, once the West Coast Empire under Zuo Si's rule controlled an area, it would ruthlessly wipe out monsters such as gnolls, goblins, orcs, trolls, etc. in the area.
The number of gnolls killed by patrols and adventurers alone reached over 100,000.
This number alone was enough to make Yenogu want to kill Zuo Si.
"That's why we need to take some action. We must not let Soth sit idle."
Spider goddess Rose also expressed her opinion.
As the city beneath Dragonspear Castle has completely established its foothold and gradually integrated into the surface world, it has become a beacon of hope in the hearts of countless dark elves who want to escape from traditional society.
As long as this beacon exists, the Dark Maiden Eilistraee will continue to tear apart her absolute control over her entire race.
So Rose's motivation for joining in was very simple, which was to destroy the drow city controlled by Eilistraee and completely disrupt the latter's plan to improve the image of the dark elves in the eyes of the surface races.
"My army of orcs and orcs has arrived and assembled. As long as there is a guide who is familiar with the terrain, they can reach several exits on the west coast through the Underdark at any time, and then launch an unprecedented invasion, plunder and destruction."
The orc god Gruumsh waved his thick arms and fists, and his only eye was like an eternally burning torch, which made people feel frightened and terrified.
As the god who is probably the most belligerent and the one who is most keen on killing, conquering, enslaving and destroying in the entire continent of Faerun, he had a grudge with Zuo Si a long time ago.
It was also the most dangerous situation and the closest to death the latter had ever been in while still a mortal.
Unfortunately, the incarnation of Gruumsh failed to kill Zoth, but was obstructed by gods such as Talona, Corellon, Moradin, Oghma, Midnight, and Ilmater.
In retaliation, Zuo Si used plague and the shadow army to kill more than 90% of the orc tribes in the entire north, and the survivors quickly fled the area.
This failure has always been a source of resentment for Gruumsh, who vowed to make the other side pay in blood.
"My goblin army is also ready to start a war!"
The goblin god Magnubbiye let out a sharp and piercing roar, and at the same time stared at the orc god with eyes full of hostility and hatred.
Because the two of them have always been in a hostile relationship. Even though they reached a temporary cooperation under the matchmaking of Shar, the goddess of night, they still did not stop the eternal soul war in the outer plane.
To put it bluntly, it is a "bloody battle" between the Orc pantheon and the Goblin spirit system. Both sides continuously send out armies of petitioners to fight and consume each other.
Most of Magnubiye's energy is spent on this aspect.
The reason why he wanted to deal with Zuo Si was very simple. The large-scale breeding of werewolf goblin slaves by the latter had seriously torn apart the two priesthoods of goblins and ruling power, causing it to fall from a powerful divine power to the current medium divine power.
This threat and hatred even goes beyond the Orc pantheon.
It has to be said that Shar is quite capable in seeing through the most fundamental conflicts of interest among the gods.
Almost every god and demon lord she found regarded Zuo Si as their number one enemy to some extent, and even if they had conflicts with each other, they would put them aside for the time being.
"This is far from enough! I think we can also strive to win over the winter goddess Auril, the sea goddess Umberlee, and even the entire furious pantheon."
Velen, the Dark Elf god of conspiracy, glanced at his mother and cautiously offered a suggestion.
Shar responded nonchalantly, “I'm already doing it.
But this is not an easy thing to do.
Because the West Coast Empire established by Soth gave them full respect.
In particular, the several magnificent cathedrals, as well as the awe and offerings from mortals, made the Wrathful Gods very pleased. "
Weiin, the six-fingered loyalist who is the best at diplomacy in the Abyss, added: "I have also reached an agreement with the demon prince Demogorgon, the undead monarch Orcus, and some other lords of the abyss.
They will join the war at a critical moment.
After all, the ninth level of hell ruled by Soth has in fact become the main force on the bloody front line.
The legion led by Zariel was able to annihilate the demon army without leaving a single piece of armor in almost every battle, and then use their corpses to create more cannon fodder and war weapons.
This made many lords feel nervous and threatened."
"Hahahaha! So the Abyss is on our side this time?"
Xirik grinned and let out an almost insane laugh.
"Don't be careless. You have to understand that Thors has many allies, and Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell, and many great devils will unconditionally support him."
Shar couldn't help but remind this mentally ill guy.
After all, since the birth of the crystal wall where the planet Toril is located, there has only been one weirdo who dared to challenge the absolute authority of Io, the God of Gods.
"Don't worry, I know what to do. And besides Soth, those two bitches Midnight and Clemvor must also pay."
As he said this, an extremely hideous, distorted and insane expression appeared on Xirik's face.
The Goddess of Night did not say anything upon seeing this, but instead revealed a meaningful smile, quickly waved the black gauze like a curtain, and disappeared on the spot.
As soon as Shar left, the rest of the gods and demon lords also chose to leave this demiplane and return to their own territories to make final preparations.
You have to know that many of them were originally enemies, so there was no trust at all. They just got together to deal with a common enemy.
…
At the same time, in another time and space controlled by the Mastermind and the Mind Flayer, Zuo Si had just completed a comprehensive search of the captive Magrim from memory to soul, and obtained a list of possible enemies.
Looking at the memory fragments projected by psychic power in front of him, he stroked his chin and said jokingly with interest: "Interesting. I can't believe I have made so many enemies without realizing it. What's even more incredible is that Shar actually found almost all of them and formed an alliance."
"There's nothing we can do about it. After all, when you form an alliance with a god and work closely with him or her, you're bound to offend his or her enemies. The more allies you have, the more enemies you'll naturally have."
The mastermind expressed his opinion calmly.
At this moment, she had already completed the transformation from mortal to extraordinary by devouring large amounts of mind flayers' brains, and had become a being like Ilsensin, the god of mind flayers.
Not only does he rule over hundreds of worlds, but the number of his Mind Flayer followers has reached hundreds of billions, and the number of non-human intelligent creatures he raises and enslaves is countless.
There are even high-tech psychic incubators similar to those in The Matrix, which transmit the consciousness of intelligent creatures to the virtual world while injecting nutrients into the body to the minimum standard for survival.
Anyway, all the mind flayer needs is a smart brain, and the body only needs to be maintained in a state that can provide sufficient nutrition to the brain.
Whether the limbs and muscles will atrophy or even degenerate is not important at all.
To some extent, living in a world ruled by the mastermind is ten thousand times more terrifying and desperate than living in a world ruled by the ancient gods or a world similar to the Cthulhu mythology.
Because the birth and death of these intelligent creatures are meticulously carried out according to standard procedures, just like the broiler chickens and pigs in large-scale mechanized farms.
They are even worse than broiler chickens and pigs. At least they have seen what the real world is like.
But these guys, who were artificially inseminated and then stuffed into incubators, spend their entire lives in the huge virtual world constructed by the main brain.
Only when being eaten as food will one have the opportunity to walk out of the incubator and take a look at the horrifying real world and the Mind Flayer that is about to eat his brain.
Imagine that you have believed that you live in a peaceful and prosperous world all your life, but suddenly you wake up to see an octopus head waving its sticky tentacles to open your head. How great a psychological impact would that horrible sight cause? Perhaps the only thing to be thankful for is that this fear will not last too long. When the brain is devoured, death will come quickly. You basically cannot feel too much pain, nor can you savor the nightmarish despair.
However, the mind flayers, which were also raised as broiler chickens and pigs, did not suffer any better fate.
Basically, once their psychic powers have grown to a certain standard, they will be ordered to commit suicide in the brain pool and donate their brains.
Through almost brutal expansion and the accumulation of psychic power, the main brain Isadora has become almost the most powerful quasi-divine master and planeswalker in Zuo Si's camp.
With her current abilities, she can instantly invade and control tens or even hundreds of billions of intelligent creatures on a planet.
At this moment, she used her own powerful strength to create an avatar composed entirely of spiritual energy. It looked no different from Isadora, and even felt exactly the same to the touch.
The most important thing is that the Mastermind is different from those followers made into cards. She is not only a planeswalker who has obtained the spark, but also an ally of relatively equal status rather than a slave.
Thinking of this, Zuo Si reached out and gently stroked the hair and cheek of the clone, and asked in a slightly playful tone: "Are you ready to meet this challenge with me and teach all the enemies a lesson?"
"Of course! I'd do anything for you."
Mastermind Isadora stepped forward, stood on tiptoes and offered a passionate kiss.
The moment their lips touched, their spirit, consciousness and soul instantly merged together, producing excitement, pleasure and happiness that cannot be described in words.
This feeling completely surpasses the stimulation brought by physical collision, making people unable to extricate themselves from it.
After several minutes, when the boiling spiritual world gradually calmed down, the main brain Isadora parted her lips reluctantly, a smile of happiness and satisfaction on her face, and her eyes revealed a deep attachment.
"In that case, then start sending your army of mind flayers into the northern lands of Faerun. I want to see how big a storm these gods and demon lords can stir up."
After saying that, Zuo Si reached out and pinched the other person's chin, and gently kissed the right cheek near the earlobe. Then he activated the power of the Planeswalker Spark and disappeared on the spot, leaving only the main brain Isadora, whose face was flushed and her spirit was so excited that she was trembling all over, standing there. It was not until half an hour later that a high-level Soul Eater walked in from outside and things returned to normal.
This is a super mind flayer that is taller and stronger than the ordinary mind flayer. It is over two meters two hundred feet tall and has six tentacles instead of four. It is also called a mind-stimulating demon.
"Great Supreme Mastermind, how should we deal with this prisoner?"
The Soul Eater pointed at Magrim who looked like he was about to be beaten to death not far away and asked.
"Go to the pond and pick the strongest and smartest tadpole and put it into his brain. I will transform him into a powerful Overmind and send him back to Faerun."
Mastermind Isadora gave direct orders via telepathy.
"As you wish!"
The Soul Eater placed one hand on his chest and bowed gracefully, then walked to the edge of the huge brain pool, caught a tadpole from it that was visibly stronger than any other tadpole of its kind, and then walked straight towards Magrim.
Although this cultist had not yet fully recovered from the impact and baptism of powerful psychic powers, when he saw the tadpoles, he quickly realized the tragic fate he was about to face, and immediately began to struggle like crazy.
"No!!!! Don't come over here! Get that damn thing away from me!"
"Relax, this is a favor bestowed upon you by the great Supreme Mastermind. Accept it obediently, and soon you will become one of us."
The Soul Eater reached out and held the other person down, then stuffed the tadpole into his ear.
Normally, tadpoles are stuffed in through the eyes, then quickly enter the brain and begin to eat the most nutritious gray matter.
But this super tadpole is apparently too large to fit through the gap in the optic nerve, so it can only enter through the ear.
But it doesn’t matter, the result is the same anyway.
“Aa ...
With extremely miserable cries echoing around, the tadpole dug a hole deep in the ear and entered the cranial cavity and began an irreversible transformation.
In an hour at most, Magrem will completely disappear from this world, both physically and spiritually, and even a wish will not be able to revive him.
After a day, the various mind flayer characteristics will begin to appear.
As a powerful wizard, Magrem was well aware of what he was going through. He first shook his head frantically to try to shake out the tadpoles, and then tried to commit suicide.
After all, at least the soul can be preserved after suicide.
Unfortunately, all these attempts have failed.
When the time reached forty minutes, he had completely stopped struggling and stood there with a dull look in his eyes, and the color of his pupils quickly changed from black to lavender.
Seeing this, the Soul Eater immediately nodded in satisfaction, turned around and reported: "The transformation went very smoothly. The tadpole has just devoured the main part of the brain and is fusing with the lower brain stem."
"Excellent. Now go gather the fleet, it won't be long before we have a war."
The mastermind Isadora quickly used her psychic powers to project dense spots of light in front of her, each of which represented a psychic battleship that could be requisitioned.
Some of them are traditional biological spiral shell ships, while others are new types of ships that are close to the appearance of sci-fi space battleships, but their cores are still driven by psionic powers.
After all, Toril is a typical magical world, and ordinary technological creations will most likely go wrong or simply go on strike if they are pulled there directly.
This means that powerful weapons such as the Queen of Glory-class battleships and Whirlwind torpedoes in the Warhammer world can only stay in the back and watch the show.
But the mind flayer's psychic battleship is different. It is a standard magical creation.
Not only can it fly within the atmosphere of a planet, but it can also travel to outer space and even perform inter-dimensional teleportation.
Soon, thousands of psychic warships assembled and were ready to go at the command of the mastermind Isadora, ready to enter the battlefield and launch a devastating attack on the enemy at any time.
The goddess of night, Shar, and those gods and demon lords obviously did not know that the seemingly powerful army and mage corps of the West Coast Empire were actually just forces that Zuo Si deliberately displayed for everyone to see. The real trump card had never been revealed to any enemy.
As someone who is good at playing tricks and is always making various preparations and plans, he is very aware of the importance of maintaining information asymmetry.
Why is it that in the DC Universe Batman can always play an unexpectedly important role no matter how powerful the enemy is? The root cause is that Bruce Wayne has taken information asymmetry to the extreme.
He is always collecting intelligence and anything that might be useful. Even teammates like Superman and Wonder Woman who fight side by side with him don't know what this old bat is thinking or doing, so the enemy naturally has no idea.
However, before revealing a few of his cards, Zuo Si planned to muddy the waters in the North even further.
…
The floating city of Plantia is the headquarters of the Fourth Scourge Project and also the home of thousands of players.
With the continuous development and unlocking of the "new map" and the main brain Isadora becoming more and more powerful, the number of players here has skyrocketed from the initial hundreds of thousands to hundreds of millions, and the population structure has gradually become more and more complex.
Among them are souls from the magical earth, elites from the Warhammer universe, and some humans, elves, gnomes and dwarf believers who died in the war in the world of Azeroth.
Although most of them joined relatively late, so their current professional levels are generally not as high as the first batch of players, they are also growing rapidly thanks to the feature of unlimited resurrection.
Most importantly, unlike other obedient legions, this is a force that symbolizes chaos and unexpectedness.
Even Zuo Si himself was not quite sure what outrageous things these mad dogs would do if they were let loose.
Therefore, we have always tried to send the player base to those controllable worlds. It doesn’t matter if the game is ruined.
But now, he is going to send this group that is most capable of causing destruction and chaos to the North, so that Shar and her allies can fully experience the power of the Fourth Scourge.
"Have you really thought it through? You know, once these guys appear on the land of Faerun, the result will definitely be subversive."
Shane VII issued a warning in a serious tone.
After all, he had been with the player community for such a long time that he had long seen through these guys who would not do anything without a profit. He also understood how terrible a chain reaction such reckless madness would lead to.
But Zuo Si responded with a sneer, “Yes, I have thought it through.
Moreover, these players will not only be deployed to the continent of Faerun, but also to outer planes including Hell and the Abyss.
Since those gods and demon lords want a war, I will give them a war, a war far beyond their imagination and beyond their ability to bear.
I will first use the power of the Fourth Calamity to mess up everything so that the other party will have no idea what is going on.
Believe me, there is no one better suited to this task than the players themselves."
"Alas - you look even crazier than Cyric sometimes! Well, I know what to do."
King Shane VII glanced at the bustling scene outside the window and sighed slightly.
Having successfully killed and seized the secrets of the original magic of the true dragon kings, he is now equivalent to a quasi-divine power, so he is not as afraid of being an enemy of the gods as before.
Moreover, as the players continue to conquer, the level of their planeswalker sparks is increasing rapidly, and the number of various land cards, summoned creatures, minions, and treasures is also increasing exponentially. The vast amount of magical knowledge has made their spellcasting ability a qualitative leap.
Soon, Shane VII used the connection of the main brain Isadora to issue new tasks to players in different time and space.
Not long after, some of them returned to the floating city through the portal in groups, chattering about the so-called "new map".
He didn't realize at all that he was about to face a real demon this time, and there was even a possibility that he would be killed instantly before he could even react.
No matter how high the player's level is or how powerful the magic and skills they master are, in the final analysis, they still cannot escape the realm of mortals.
Their only role in this war is to constantly create accidents and destruction, using their overwhelming numbers and unlimited resurrection capabilities to give the enemy a huge headache.
In just less than an hour, more than 100,000 relatively low-level players were dispersed and thrown into the primitive and barbaric north.
The arrival of these guys was like a mouse falling into a rice jar, immediately causing almost devastating damage to the local environment and ecology.
Many tribes of gnolls, goblins, and orcs that were gathering after receiving instructions from their gods ran directly into the players, and a brutal battle to the death immediately broke out between the two sides.
Among them, the teams with stronger strength and more spellcasters can basically easily wipe out monsters of one or two hundred people, and those with weaker strength can kill enemies ten times their own number before death.
What's even more terrible is that after death, they will immediately resurrect in the clone bodies of the Plantia Floating City, and then turn around and kill more players until the entire monster tribe is wiped out.
In contrast, high-level players were sent to the outer planes or even the Abyss, and used the identity of mercenaries as a cover to go to the territories of those demon lords to cause trouble, waiting for an opportunity to provoke fighting among them.
Seeing that the seeds of chaos had been planted, Zuo Si's mouth corners immediately curled up uncontrollably, as if he had foreseen Shar's frustrated, helpless and furious look.
"I heard that you and Aisha have children?" Sean VII suddenly broke the silence and asked.
Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "Yes, a girl, I have named her Annie.
She was a quasi-divine power from the moment she was born.
Even when he was still a baby, he could devour some not very powerful gods in certain time and space.
The power from the dark void in his body is the most deadly poison to any god."
"Annie... so the bloodline of the Shane Dynasty has been continued once again. This really makes me feel relieved."
There was a strong sense of emotion in Shane VII's tone.
After all, this was one of his obsessions after becoming a lich, and now it has finally been satisfied.
"If you want, you can actually go back to the palace in Calimport and take a look. After all, I have enough power now, and I don't need to be afraid of the gods spying on the mages anymore."
Zuo Si generously canceled part of the agreement the two had reached.
This undoubtedly surprised and delighted Shane VII.
After a brief moment of shock, he quickly asked, "Really? Can I go back to visit Aisha and her daughter?"
"That's right. But remember not to stay too long, otherwise it might cause some unnecessary trouble."
Zuo Si smiled and gave an affirmative answer.
"Thanks!"
Shane VII bowed solemnly with one hand on his chest, and then he couldn't wait to activate the planeswalker spark and leave this world.
Only after the aftermath of the energy completely dissipated did Zuo Si turn around and stare at the corridor outside the door and say, "How long do you plan to hide over there?"
The next second...
A figure in a white dress emerged from the shadows, rushed to him at an extremely fast speed, then jumped up and hung on him.
Needless to say, there is only one person in the floating city of Plantia who would do such a crazy thing, and that person is Isadora.
The girl from the past has now grown up, and there is no trace of immaturity in her figure or face.
Moreover, since the two of them had already had an intimate relationship a long time ago, even the last trace of estrangement had completely disappeared. Almost every time they met, it was as if lightning and fire struck each other, and sparks of passion flew, and this time was no exception.
Isadora clamped her legs tightly around Zuo Si's waist like a koala, and put her arms around his neck and head and came close to bite him wildly.
Since the rational part of her personality had split off and became the main brain, she was unable to control her strong emotions and could not stop until they were completely vented.
So Zuo Si had no choice but to accompany him to the end and entered the bedroom not far away during the fight.
I don't know how long it took, maybe dozens of minutes, maybe a few hours…
In the end, Isadora was the first to exhaust all her strength. She lay flat on the bed, breathing heavily, letting her sweat soak the sheets. Looking at her lover who had already put on his clothes and stood up, she suddenly asked, "We will have children too, right?"
"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"
Zuo Si turned his head with obvious doubt in his tone.
Because he didn't think that the girl in front of him, who was seriously mentally ill, would have the intention of raising children.
Maybe when the child is born, Isadora will abandon it because she thinks the offspring will affect the passion between them.
Don't think this is a joke!
For a woman who exudes a yandere temperament from the inside out, this is definitely a situation that is likely to happen.
"Because I'm jealous. Since she can give birth to offspring for you, I can do the same."
As she spoke, Isadora subconsciously reached out and touched her belly, as if she was imagining that kind of happy and complete family atmosphere.
The corners of Zuo Si's mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably, and then he questioned, "Are you sure you understand what it means to be a mother?
Do you know how much energy and effort it takes to raise a child? Are you ready to give up more than a decade of your best life to waste on an uncertain future? Don't be silly, you are not suitable for raising children.
Even if they give birth, they will soon get tired of taking care of the baby and then find a random reason to abandon it.
If you really want to have a child, start with a pet.
As long as you can personally take care of a pet for at least two years, I will allow you to become pregnant and give birth to a child."
"make a deal!"
Isadora agreed without any hesitation.
She completely forgot all the pets she had raised before. The longest one only lived for six months, and most of them would be forgotten within three weeks at most, and then starve to death or die of thirst.
The only one alive now is Furu, the magical pet.
This little thing eats spiritual energy. As long as it stays with its owner, it will always get food and does not need to be fed specially.
Otherwise, if it were any other magical pet that needed to eat, its corpse would have turned into a dried specimen by now.
Due to the lack of rationality, Isadora finds it difficult to stay focused on one thing for a long time.
She is always passionate, but quickly fades after a while and turns her attention elsewhere.
That was why Zuo Si offered such conditions. He did not believe that Isadora could persist in taking care of a pet personally for two years, even the most resistant to hunger and the least likely to die, turtle.
(End of this chapter)