Chapter 9 Was it to please her? ...

Ron, sitting opposite, gradually returned to normal. He seemed to have just woken up, and it took him a while to realize that he was on a date with Ling Qiu.

Ron paused for a moment, then said, "Why do I feel like I've been asleep? It feels like a long time has passed... Where were we?"

Good question, Ling Qiu forgot about it too.

She looked at the choking marks around Ron's neck and said carefully, "Actually, your mechanical arm just malfunctioned, and you choked yourself. Do you remember?"

"What!?" Ron was shocked. He subconsciously looked in the mirror and found that there was indeed a ring of pinch marks on his neck, which had turned bluish-purple.

Ron was stunned. Why did he have no recollection of losing control at all?

"Ling Qiu, can you... can you tell me what just happened?" Ron asked in a panic.

Ling Qiu couldn't possibly reveal the whole story about the perverted thing. She could only tell him that she didn't know what happened either. Ron's mechanical arm suddenly went out of control, and he immediately fainted. When she was about to call the waiter, he woke up again.

Ron stared at his prosthetic arm with suspicion. Could this thing really go out of control? He had never heard of a prosthetic body going out of control before.

"Are you alright?" Ling Qiu asked. "Should we go to the hospital for a checkup?"

Ron shook his head and said apologetically, "Did I scare you just now? I'm so sorry."

"No, but you should still go to the hospital for a check-up to see if you're injured anywhere," Ling Qiu said.

After finishing her meal, Ling Qiu realized that although she was inexplicably entangled with this pervert, she couldn't involve Ron in the matter.

She's got a terrible life; it's not easy for Ron to have gotten to where he is today in Mant City.

“Okay, I will…” Ron’s eyes flickered, and he was about to say something more when Ling Qiu interrupted him first.

"It's nice to meet you, but I don't have those kinds of feelings for you. I'll take the initiative to explain it to Lululan," Ling Qiu said.

Ron was stunned. He was a little incredulous. He felt that the atmosphere between the two of them had been very good all day. Had his mechanical arm suddenly gone out of control and scared her? It must be!

"Wait! I'll find out why my prosthetic body went out of control. Can you give me another chance? I won't let this happen again!" Ron said urgently.

Ling Qiu glanced at him, then lowered her eyes again: "Actually, it doesn't really matter. You should know I don't have many years left to live, right, Ron?"

"W-what do you mean?" Ron choked.

“I am a free man.” Ling Qiu had already stood up. “I can’t have a prosthetic lung installed, and the pollution in Mante City is very serious. Sooner or later I will get lung disease, heart disease or something like that. Don’t you know that free men only live for 20 to 30 years?”

Ron opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"I came here today hoping to experience the feeling of being in love before I die, but unfortunately, you're not my type," Ling Qiu said. "We can split the bill for this meal."

Ron paused for a moment, then shook his head: "Then there's no need."

"Okay, I'm leaving." Ling Qiu stood up decisively without lingering. A few steps ahead from the Japanese restaurant was an overpass. She strolled on the bridge and took a deep breath. Every time she did this, her lungs would feel a faint stinging sensation.

In fact, even without taking deep breaths, Ling Qiu often felt a vague discomfort in his body. Sometimes it was chest pain, and sometimes it was dizziness. Mante City was simply not suitable for free people to live in, but they had nowhere else to go.

The endless twilight bathed the bustling city in a light, making it resemble a glass lampshade, radiating iridescent neon lights. Just then, a large screen displaying emergency information caught Ling Qiu's attention.

She was on an overpass facing the Noah Company building, and at the top of the building was a huge fluorescent screen that was broadcasting an emergency news segment.

The red NOTICE lettering flashed frequently, attracting everyone's attention.

"Ladies and gentlemen, a gigantic monster has appeared in Mante City. This creature is agile and incredibly strong. If anyone spots it, please contact Noah Company immediately!"

The company's contact information and a blurry, afterimage-like photo followed by the text.

Although the monster above did not have a clear face, Ling Qiu recognized it at a glance. It was definitely Anbote, which could be identified from its strange way of walking.

Monster? Ling Qiu stopped on the overpass, staring intently at the large screen. For the top-notch Noah Company to give such a definition, it seems that Anbote is indeed a non-human creature.

The existence of monsters in this world, instead of some ridiculous superpowered beings, is such an interesting thing.

Ling Qiu tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. If she released the surveillance footage she had recorded of Anbot at this time, she could probably make a fortune, right? However, this would easily attract the attention of people in the company, so it wouldn't be worth the risk.

Why are the company's people taking this monster so seriously? They even put it on a big screen and announced it everywhere. You know, before, the mechanical dog the company developed went out of control and killed someone, but the company just brushed it off and didn't pay much compensation.

The fact that a company values ​​this matter indicates a stake in it...

She suddenly remembered that on the day she met Anbot, Lululan had just held an extremely long meeting that lasted all night, and then Lululan told her that something was missing from the company, and it was an important secret.

Ling Qiu thought that it was very likely that this so-called important secret was taken by Anbote, which was why the company described Anbote as exceptionally powerful and dangerous, so that people would immediately notify the company after seeing him, instead of handling it themselves.

In reality, nothing happened between her and Amberton after spending the night together; he was just a pervert who sent harassing text messages.

Of course, he can also control people's will, and once the control is lifted, those people are completely unaware of what happened.

However, since Anbote didn't kill those people or Ron, Ling Qiu felt that he should... perhaps, probably not be in that much danger?

"How are things with Ron?" Lululan asked.

“I refuse to see him again,” Ling Qiu said. “After thinking about it, I decided against it. I prefer living alone. Anyway, thank you for helping me find him. Ron is indeed very good.”

Lululan paused for a moment, then replied, "It's okay! Don't feel guilty. I just want you to be happy! Have you eaten yet?"

Ling Qiu said, "I'm full."

"Want to grab a drink together? We need to experience adult life sometimes!" Lululan said.

Ling Qiu agreed; she hadn't seen Lu Lulan in a while.

It was already late at night when she got home. Luckily, Lululan brought her back. Ling Qiu yawned and took the elevator. Her work progress for the day was zero. She would investigate Ma De's case again tomorrow.

The elevator went up and stopped on the 6th floor with a "ding".

The moment Ling Qiu stepped out of the elevator, she felt a sense of unfamiliarity. She paused and looked around. Although the scenery around her was exactly the same, she had a feeling that she had gone to the wrong floor.

Ling Qiu looked up at the building sign: 6.

It's definitely her house. Could it be because she drank some alcohol tonight?

Ling Qiu went to open the door, and the instant she turned around, the red 6 suddenly began to swell up as if it were soaking in water, like a bulging eyeball. The hollow part in the middle of the number was like a black eyeball, staring intently at the person in the corridor who opened the door and entered the house... The eyeball began to tremble violently and wildly, as if it was overwhelmed with excitement!

At the same time, from the chandelier above the dining table, a hand reached out and slowly meandered along the sturdy light cord, causing the chandelier to sway and make a crisp sound, while Ling Qiu was watching this unusual chandelier.

She turned on the light, but the room was empty. So who was making the light rattle?

Ling Qiu held her breath and locked the door immediately.

"Come out, Anbot, I know you're here." Ling Qiu's voice echoed in the empty house, which now seemed filled with an air of the unknown.

However, no one, or anything, responded to her.

"Let me guess," Ling Qiu said. "You're not afraid to come out and see me, are you? Or are you still shy because I saw your face?"

“You really are disgusting. Of all the monsters I’ve ever seen, you’re the worst,” Ling Qiu said disparagingly. But she wasn’t lying; after all, she had only ever seen one monster like that, Anbot.

In the shadows, in a corner where Ling Qiu couldn't see, a pair of eyes were watching her intently.

His gaze, which was originally frivolous and playful, now held a hint of infatuation.

He was truly curious: how on earth had this incredibly weak human managed to find Him?! How could a lowly, low-dimensional being possibly link with a higher-dimensional being? How...did she manage to do that?

I'm so curious... I really want to know...

Then, something pale white, like tentacles, wandered, meandered, spread, and invaded the walls and ceiling until it filled every corner of the room.

Could it be because she liked that spermless man named Ron? He saw a lovely blush appear on her face when she touched that man's body, and her dark eyes seemed to be stunned.

like?

He stretched out his hand, and one of his tentacles turned into an arm, with tanned skin, firm and strong, just like the man's.

What else? His chest, abdomen, waist, and even the hips she loved—he could replicate them all exactly.

Thus, all the viscous liquid flowed, poured, and cascaded in the same direction, forming a human male body with excellent proportions and a handsome appearance, just like Ron.

Ling Qiu continued, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

The moment the words left her lips, a chill ran down Ling Qiu's spine. She reached into her pocket, slowly and cautiously turned around, and gasped when she saw who was standing behind her.

"Ron!?" Ling Qiu suddenly took a few steps back, but she quickly realized that no, it couldn't be Ron. The thing in front of her couldn't even be human.

It's that pervert, Amberton.

Ling Qiu didn't flinch. She stared warily at "Ron" and said sarcastically, "So what if you look like him? It still can't hide the fact that you're disgusting. Besides, I don't like this type at all. Didn't you hear me?"

"Ah, or were you so shy back then that you couldn't even listen to me finish speaking?" Ling Qiu's gaze boldly swept over him, looking him up and down. Even though he was a monster, surely her electric knife wasn't completely useless?

At least when they first met, she cut off his feet, and they didn't grow back immediately.

Did he transform into Ron to please her?

Regardless, he appeared, no longer hiding. A hint of a smile appeared in her calm black eyes, like black pearls radiating brilliant light.

Ling Qiu said softly, "If you look different, I'll like you. How about that?"

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