Players with heart conditions should absolutely not play Qingque, unless you possess great fortune, or you believe you have a chance to transmigrate to another world after death.
— Lin Mo�...
"Hey, Rakshasa, you've only told half the story about breeding star gods. Are you going to continue? That's strange. Star gods can die too? Aren't they invincible?"
Susan, with a little orange on her head, looked with great interest at the blond handsome man beside her, Otto... no, Rakshasa.
Not only Susan, but even Little Orange was quite interested in that big worm. It loves eating mealworms the most, and this Breeding Star God is so powerful, its taste must be a thousand times better than mealworms, right?
Seemingly understanding Little Orange's thoughts, Susan put her hands on her hips and flicked its little head with her finger, saying, "Take back that dangerous idea right now! The energy contained in the Star God's body is beyond your imagination. One bite and your body will explode!"
"snort!"
The little orange cat, who had been ambushed, first rubbed its head, then curled its lips into a sneer, clearly displeased with its master's ridicule.
"Hehe, Miss's pet is truly amazing."
Rakshasa smiled slightly, it was unclear whether she was referring to Little Orange's intelligence or strength.
Upon hearing this, Susan scratched her head sheepishly and said, "Please forgive my rudeness. By the way, regarding the breeding of Star Gods..."
"There is no absolute bottomlessness in the world, nor is there eternal immortality. This is just an exaggeration from the perspective of mortals. However, the fall of reproduction does indeed transcend the scale of mortals. It fell at the hands of other star gods."
Rakshasa, let's get back to the main topic.
Susan paused for a moment, then couldn't help but ask, "After the God of Procreation died, what happened to His people, His race? Were they all wiped out by the other Gods?"
Rakshasa was stunned for a moment, then looked at her with a deep gaze, as well as at the little orange cat on her head, confirming her previous guess about the other party's identity.
"Hmm... The people who breed the Star God are infamous throughout the entire star system. Wherever they go, nothing grows. Their crimes are countless. In order to prevent the spread of disaster, it is a helpless thing to kill them."
Rakshasa shook his head in regret, lamenting the lives lost in that disaster.
"To exterminate them all..." Susan's expression suddenly dimmed, but she quickly recovered and looked at the other person's coffin curiously, "By the way, who is in your coffin? It's even trimmed with gold? It must be a high-ranking official or nobleman?"
"Haha, young lady, you're quite amusing. I've only met the person in this coffin once, and I don't know their identity. I was just doing this for someone else."
Luo Sha chuckled lightly, and then turned his gaze to Dan Heng, who was leaning against the container next to him, staring at his phone screen.
"By the way, Mr. Danheng, you haven't said much along the way. Is something on your mind?"
Dan Heng turned around, glanced coldly at Luo Sha, put away his phone, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, we've rested enough, everyone should go quickly."
Susan nodded and continued towards the location of Star Chariot Sea.
She couldn't help but look towards the distant horizon, and the image of her deceased friend appeared in her mind.
"I wonder how Qingque and Lin Mo are doing..."
"After so much time, have they achieved their goal?"
"It shouldn't be that exciting, right?"
Thinking of this, Susan's face suddenly turned red, and she quickly stomped her foot.
"No, no! What am I thinking?!"
"Shouldn't we be worried about their safety right now?"
"That big bad guy is lucky he wasn't crushed by the star core!"
Suddenly, Xiao Ju's voice rang in Susan's mind, startling her. She then grabbed Xiao Ju, who was sitting on her head eating cherries, and pulled her down to stand in front of her.
She pointed a finger at Little Orange's head with a serious expression and said, "Little Orange! You're not allowed to curse people secretly!"
Upon hearing this, Little Orange frowned, her orange ears drooping, looking utterly dejected.
The mere mention of Lin Mo made it furious. That bastard had come up with a bunch of bad ideas during its compatibility training with its master many years ago, torturing it terribly. Not to mention, the fact that he had bewitched its master was unforgivable!
Sensing Xiao Ju's thoughts, Susan sighed helplessly, then rubbed her temples and said, "Xiao Ju, don't worry about me. I've already forgotten about him since we came back from the last Immortal Boat trip. After all, he's already married. I'm not as foolish, infatuated, or clueless as you think."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Ju mentally retorted, "Then why did you blush like that teapot?"
"I blushed because I was thinking about some... inappropriate images for children, okay?!"
"Not suitable for children? What does 'not suitable for children' mean?" Xiao Ju asked, bewildered.
Upon hearing this, Susan froze on the spot, then suddenly realized a serious problem...
Our little orange is already three hundred years old, and it seems she hasn't received any special education yet...
As its only parent... shouldn't I take responsibility?
But wouldn't that be a bit too perverted?
Susan hesitated.
The little orange looked even more bewildered; clearly, it had no idea what terrible thing awaited it next!
No way! For the sake of my little orange's future! Even if I, Susan, have to be a freak for once, it's not out of the question!
...
In ten minutes, Little Orange opened the door to a new world.
Then, in its leisurely life, a goal worth striving for for a lifetime finally appeared.
I, the Evil Young Master Orange, will henceforth learn the spirit of breeding Star Gods! To build a vast harem! To roam the galaxy!
The moment this thought arose, it was instantly transmitted into Susan's mind...
Alas, the Rat Emperor's entrepreneurial endeavors were cut short before he could even begin.
After being brutally beaten by Susan's owner, Little Orange finally managed to bury this excessive ideal deep in her mind.