Just as Zi Xi was gradually adapting to life at the base and thought she could finally have some peace and quiet for a while.

One late night, the dormitory space seemed to ripple as a tall figure quietly appeared in the center of the room, taking up almost half of the open space.

Wen Zhaoye entered the dormitory in his humanoid form. His molten gold pupils scanned the small space, and his brows immediately furrowed, making no attempt to hide his disdain.

"This is the kind of place they arranged for you?"

"This box isn't even as big as my bathroom. Do humans all live in such cramped cages these days?"

His deep voice carried an innate arrogance.

"...Are you being polite?"

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Who allowed you to come in!"

Zi Xi was so frightened by him that she almost jumped out of bed, her heart pounding wildly.

This is a base established by the state, heavily guarded. How did he get in?

"Who am I? Do I need your permission to go where I want to go?"

"The air is polluted, and our defenses are ridiculously weak."

Wen Zhaoye scoffed, as if she had asked an extremely ridiculous question.

"What's the point of staying here? Come with me."

"At least we won't let you live in such a dilapidated place."

He took a step forward, his golden pupils shining like two light bulbs in the dimly lit dormitory.

"...Go with you??"

Zi Xi was stunned.

Although he is extremely good-looking, he is a complete stranger to the women's dormitory. His sudden appearance and attempt to take people away sounds like a transnational scam from an orc world.

"Of course I'll go to my place. This place isn't worthy at all..."

Before he could finish speaking, alarm bells rang in Zi Xi's mind. Almost instinctively, she raised her hand and slapped him as he approached.

A crisp slap landed on Wen Zhaoye's face.

Time seemed to freeze for a second.

Wen Zhaoye turned his face to the side, his stray hairs obscuring his molten gold eyes. The air pressure around him suddenly dropped, making it impossible to see his expression.

He turned his face back very slowly, his eyes filled with the rage of a wild beast that had been completely enraged, ready to tear her apart at any moment.

Zi Xi's palms went numb, her breath caught in her throat, and she had prepared for the worst.

But in that instant, she saw a very subtle crack appear in the fraudster's expression.

Wen Zhaoye's originally overwhelming anger seemed to be tripped up by something invisible. His golden eyes, which were always full of arrogance and coldness, actually showed a moment of surprise.

He seemed to smell a faint fragrance that lingered when her hand swung towards him.

It wasn't perfume; it was more like the scent emanating from her skin itself, mixed with a hint of the moist air after a shower.

She hit very lightly, and her hands were very soft.

Then, an emotion completely unfamiliar, almost never before seen in his life, suddenly overwhelmed his angry heart.

It seems like she felt wronged.

He actually felt...wronged?

She actually hit him?

He meant well, but this area is just not good.

He rarely showed kindness, and she actually hit him!

This pure human named Zhou Zixi looks delicate and frail, so why does she hurt his heart so much?

But the final touch on my face felt strangely pleasant.

Having lived for so many years, this was the first time Wen Zhaoye had experienced what it meant to fight madly with anger and another extremely strange feeling.

He suddenly grabbed her wrist, the force so strong that Zi Xi let out a soft moan, but the moment their skin touched, his fingertips trembled almost imperceptibly.