Chapter 10 She lightly touched the monster's lips...

Well, Ling Qiu wasn't afraid of death. She had long been tired of this dark and hopeless life. Her life was almost devoid of social interaction. Lu Lulan was very busy with work, and they rarely saw each other. Besides, Lu Lulan had her own boyfriend to keep her company.

Since her parents passed away, Ling Qiu has always felt that her existence is superfluous. In this bustling city with its bright lights and vibrant nightlife, she is a free person who can do nothing and has no hope for life.

Everyone else was planning their lives, but Ling Qiu was calmly waiting to die.

She might die in her twenties, or, if she's lucky, in her thirties.

So when the freakish monster Anbot appeared, her excitement and curiosity actually outweighed her fear. She wanted to know why the monster had entangled her, and she also wanted to know if she had any other way to die besides absorbing the garbage air of Mant City and getting a terminal illness.

Yes, even if this perverted monster really went berserk and tried to kill her, it didn't matter. Ling Qiu was even looking forward to a thrilling fight.

Before completely breaking off relations, she wanted to try to find something interesting from this monster, such as whether she could tame this pervert, since he seemed to have only recently regained his senses and had only just learned to speak.

So, she fearlessly told the monster that had turned into Ron, "I'll like you if you change your appearance."

Her dark eyes narrowed slightly, and her smile shone like starlight. Her voice was calm and gentle: "You want to stay by my side, right? The reason you're clinging to me is because you want to be by my side, right? Well then, if you become the way I like you, I'll let you stay by my side."

The monster stared at her, its handsome face, Ron's, scrutinizing and bewildered expression on its face, standing motionless as it watched her intently.

Ling Qiu's slender, nimble fingers quickly manipulated the digital watch a few times, and then a blue screen popped up. After thinking for a second, Ling Qiu projected a holographic image of Li Jiale, the streamer she liked to watch, onto the screen. Oh no, now perhaps she should call him a male celebrity.

“See? It’s like this now. His skin is very white, and so is yours. This makes it look more like him, doesn’t it?” Ling Qiu said as she moved closer to Anbote, looking him up and down.

"Okay, Bobo, can it be like this?" She took one of his hands and shook it gently, her eyes full of expectation.

In reality, Ling Qiu had no expectations. She didn't like Li Jiale enough to have a life-sized toy with her. She would watch these video streamers and then forget about them. It just so happened that Li Jiale was the first one she thought of.

Maybe it's because... he's such a big fan. Look, even as a streamer, you still need to have your own unique style. Otherwise, why would someone be able to sign with a company?

A cool, tingling sensation came from her fingertips. The sensitivity of the tentacles was actually very high. Even though she had only grasped a very small part of Him, He felt as if this sensation had run through His entire body. It was so novel.

So the transformation started with the hand that Ling Qiu had grabbed. The bones, skin color, and shape gradually took shape, like sculpting a 3D model. In an instant, it looked as if Li Jiale herself was standing in front of Ling Qiu.

The smile in her eyes deepened, and the corners of her lips turned up slightly as she offered her praise: "Yes, that's right, you're beautiful, I love how beautiful you are."

Her fingers reached his cheek, but stopped just 1cm away, and she seemed to have no intention of going any closer.

His black pupils, like those of a puppet, shifted and moved downwards, focusing on Ling Qiu's hand.

The hands belonged to an excellent hacker; they were fair and slender. If possible, these hands would also be perfect for playing beautiful music on the piano keys. Without hesitation, he leaned forward and pressed his face against them.

Ling Qiu revealed a satisfied look, but it lasted less than a second before changing slightly.

She felt that wet, sticky fluid again, and then Ling Qiu watched as her hand was melted into his face, then into his mouth, and then tightly wrapped by something strangely shaped like a small snake.

It must be his tongue.

If she had a twisted sense of humor, Ling Qiu really wanted to pull her hand out immediately and see if she could tear off this guy's tongue, but she didn't.

With her other hand, she pried open Amber's mouth, her gaze probing inside...

It's very deep... very dark...

Her hand seemed to reach into an abyss, where there was nothing. The inside of Anbot's mouth wasn't even red, but black, a solid expanse of darkness, unfathomable.

The so-called tongue seemed to be extending from a very distant place; it was the same black color, thin and supple, tightly wrapped around her hand.

Ling Qiu suddenly felt a chill run down her spine, as if she were about to be swallowed into a bottomless black hole. The thing in front of her was indeed a non-human monster... and it might even eat people.

She swallowed hard, fear making her chest tremble—a feeling so similar to excitement!

"Let go of me," she said calmly, trying not to let her jaw chatter.

She appeared calm and collected.

But the monster didn't obey her commands. Instead, it used its tongue to tighten around her hand, coiling around her forearm like a vine.

Ling Qiu blinked slowly; clearly, this damned monster wanted a deeper level of reward.

She narrowed her eyes, feeling dissatisfied. Why couldn't she just listen to her?

So she focused her mind, put all her strength into her right hand, and then suddenly pulled out the ghostly tongue. At the same time, her other hand, which was already prepared, opened the scabbard, and with a snap, the monster's tongue was easily cut off.

She didn't know if this strange guy felt pain. She only felt a dangerous aura approaching in that instant, like the cold air rushing in from an ice room. She looked up and saw that "Li Jiale's" expression was unusually cold.

Ling Qiu smiled, a beautiful smile spreading across her face. She admired the severed black tongue on her arm and said happily, "Is this a gift from you? Although I don't like it, thank you for your thoughtfulness."

“In return…” She leaned forward and gently kissed the monster’s lips.

Ling Qiu lowered her eyes and cut off his tongue. So what? It's not like she hadn't cut off other parts of his body before.

This pervert is perfectly fine, isn't he?

She cut off his legs and he wasn't angry, so what right does he have now?

Ling Qiu felt that what displeased him was that she dared to rebel, but she insisted on rebelling and even tried to disguise this behavior as a sign of liking him.

This will raise the monster's tolerance threshold.