Chapter 27 The Infinite Boss Invites You to "Eat Melon" 27. Of course...

Lu Yu didn't know how they got back.

By the time he came to his senses, they had already stepped out of the elevator and arrived at Pei Yanzhi's new home.

The new house was pitch black. Lu Yu reached for the light switch, but Pei Yanzhi pressed his hand down.

"I can't wait any longer, Lu Yu."

Pei Yanzhi said.

The young man's hot yet refreshing breath covered him.

Lu Yu was completely unable to resist, and the emotions he had been suppressing all along burst forth in an instant.

He took those two lips that came to him in his mouth and bit down without any politeness, causing pain and numbness throughout his body, forcing him to stick out his tongue and cling to him as if begging for mercy.

He refused to give a swift and decisive blow, sweeping across the area with a single motion, sending a jolt of electricity through it, before abruptly shifting away.

Pei Yanzhi was like a man dying of thirst in the desert, who had finally tasted the sweetness of water, only to have the rain and dew suddenly and mercilessly disappear, never to return. His ignited thirst erupted, and he groaned, grabbing Lu Yu's chest and shoulders, desperately chasing after him, wanting to draw upon enough nourishment.

But a large hand covered in calluses blocked him.

It seized his throat, forcing him to raise his neck and expose his vulnerability.

The next second, Lu Yu's kiss pressed against his earlobe, sliding down like tentacles spitting out sticky fluid and sucking on its lip, intense and rapid.

Caught off guard, Pei Yanzhi's back trembled violently, his fingers tightened, and his knuckles turned bluish-white.

The sound of the belt buckle popping open rang out.

Pei Yanzhi was encircled, captured, and kissed as he stumbled and staggered into the living room. In his haste, he knocked over three or four ornaments and decorative lamp stands.

One of them turned on the switch, casting a soft, warm light, like that of a deep-sea jellyfish, into the living room.

As the warm light came on, Pei Yanzhi's calf hit the edge of the coffee table, causing him to fall backward. Before he could catch himself, he was grabbed by the waist with one arm, flipped over, and pressed into the soft sofa.

"Inkstone..."

Lu Yu lowered his body, raised his slender fingers, and for the first time in front of Pei Yanzhi, took off his silver-rimmed glasses: "Have I ever said that the more and deeper the contact with my passive purification, the better the effect?"

Pei Yanzhi was speechless.

Lu Yu's cold glasses frame touched him, making his breath tremble uncontrollably.

All his senses were filled with Lu Yu's presence.

My hands were imprisoned without my noticing, my legs were also bound, and my body was completely immobile. Only my lips and tongue were free, but I couldn't quite find my own voice.

He stared blankly at Lu Yu, his lips moving for a long time before he finally said, "Lu Yu, have I ever told you that in matters like this, your desire for control is as strong as a monster's..."

Lu Yu didn't know how to refute it, or perhaps he simply couldn't refute it.

He didn't even know he was this kind of person. Before, regardless of age or gender, everyone who met him described him as gentle, steady, and law-abiding.

Even during his adolescence, he didn't have many fantasies, only occasionally pulling out a tissue, simply for the sake of relief. While doing so, his mind was blank, without any clear expectations or desires.

He knew that his classmates and colleagues were always gossiping about him behind his back, saying he was like a meditating monk. But he didn't care; he had no interest in it anyway.

But when did all of this begin to change?

Huanhua Lake Park, a convenience store, an underground parking lot, or even earlier, a glance at the entrance of a psychiatric ward?

Lu Yu considered himself a respectable person and shouldn't have such a frivolous side, but when things come to a head, who really knows what kind of person they are?

He had doubted, been frustrated, and tried to correct himself, but now he admits that this is who he is.

He was someone who lusted after Pei Yanzhi at first sight, someone who wanted to control and possess every part of Pei Yanzhi from head to toe, inside and out. He was wicked and evil, someone who enjoyed making Pei Yanzhi shed tears and tremble, and indulge in his passion.

If it's a monster, then he'll gladly accept it.

Are you scared?

Lu Yu asked.

"Afraid."

Pei Yanzhi was trembling all over.

He felt as if he had stumbled into a sticky rainforest, bound by intertwined giant vines, struggling futilely under the heavy and tight pressure.

“I’m afraid of dying here…” he said.

"No." Lu Yu placed a passionate kiss on the person in his arms, soothing their trembling.

Their lips and tongues intertwined.

Pei Yanzhi finally received the heavy rain he had longed for, but the excessive rain also had its drawbacks. No matter how quickly he swallowed, it was not timely enough and eventually overflowed.

At a certain moment, Pei Yanzhi's spatial power, like a blade, silently tore off the pendant around his neck.

The pendant, gleaming dimly, rolled off the sofa and fell into the carpet.

Pei Yanzhi stared intently into Lu Yu's eyes, trying to discern the changes within them.

The answer is no.

Those dark eyes were deep, fierce, and indifferent, yet also focused, gentle, and passionate.

Is there anything you can't tell if someone likes another person?

The last trace of emotion was also withdrawn from Pei Yanzhi's body.

He tilted his head back, his toes convulsing as he curled them up, letting go of a kind of overwhelming emptiness.

At three in the morning, Pei Yanzhi got out of bed.

He casually grabbed Lu Yu's shirt and put it on, heading towards the bathroom. He had only taken a couple of steps when Lu Yu grabbed his waist, pulled him back, and slammed him into the man's sweaty chest.

"Let's go later." Lu Yu kissed the young man's earlobe.

Pei Yanzhi shuddered, his scalp tingling: "No, Lu Yu. It's really not possible, I can't..."

“You can still move,” Lu Yu pointed out.

Pei Yanzhi almost laughed in anger, turning to bite him: "I'm a superhuman whose body has evolved, how could I be completely unable to move? If that were the case, you would have truly killed me..."

Lu Yu let Pei Yanzhi bite his Adam's apple and collarbone. When he was done, he got up and they went into the bathroom together. He was getting a little craving more, but he thought the long-term relationship was more important; he didn't want to kill Pei Yanzhi.

After taking a shower, Lu Yu came out first, wrapped himself in a bath towel, and started mopping the floor.

In most works of art, couples are depicted as lingering and tenderly embracing in bed after sex, and Lu Yu longed for that too. But the reality was that some traces, if not cleaned up today, would become difficult to find and remove once they dried tomorrow. He certainly didn't want Pei Yanzhi's friends to find anything strange when they came over tomorrow.

Although it's already late, it's almost the weekend, so it doesn't matter how late I stay up.

He was tall and had long legs, and worked quickly, dragging the child from the living room to the bedroom in the blink of an eye.

Halfway there, Pei Yanzhi passed by, picked up their messy clothes, and threw them into the dirty laundry basket.

As they passed Lu Yu, a hand, bearing several teeth marks and thus more unsightly than beautiful, tugged at a leather belt and gently swung it: "There aren't three belts."

It took Lu Yu two seconds to realize what Pei Yanzhi meant.

His expression was calm, but his words were pointed: "If there really are three, some people should be getting anxious."

Pei Yanzhi raised an eyebrow, pretending not to understand, and swung his belt to pat Lu Yu's firm waist and abdomen, leaving a red mark. Then, before anyone could grab him, he smiled, turned around, and walked away.

That's really bad.

Lu Yu felt that Pei Yanzhi had a clear self-awareness.

"I'm a little hungry," Pei Yanzhi said as he came in after putting down the clothes. "We only have noodles at home. I'll cook some. Do you want some?"

When Pei Yanzhi asked him that, Lu Yu also felt a bit hungry. He had eaten quite a lot at the dinner party tonight, but it had also been very tiring.

Just as the floor was finished being mopped, Lu Yu looked up at Pei Yanzhi, about to say that he would cook, when suddenly everything went black and he was struck by a huge wave of dizziness, losing consciousness.

...

"You mean, you just finished sleeping with him and he suddenly fainted, and his whole body was covered in contaminants?"

At four o'clock in the morning, the guild leader of the Crimson Dawn Guild, "The Great Prophet," and the guild's most powerful healer, "The Mad Scientist," appeared at Pei Yan's house.

They stood on either side of the bed, carefully observing Lu Yu's condition.

With the first phase of the story mission over, the scene restrictions have been temporarily lifted, and the remaining S-rank players who were not matched into missions once again have the right to travel on Earth.

“It wasn’t exactly like he had just finished sleeping,” Pei Yanzhi thought the mad scientist’s words were strange and damaging to his lover’s dignity, so he explained in detail, “We finished around three o’clock, then took a shower, cleaned up, and tidied up the room. Around 3:40, he had just finished mopping the floor when he suddenly collapsed.”

When Lu Yu collapsed in front of Pei Yanzhi without warning, his heart stopped.

His spatial power surged out before Lu Yu could catch him.

After a two-second blank, Pei Yanzhi's first thought was that the person had been working overtime and staying up all night, and that he had to get them to the hospital immediately.

But the next second, before Pei Yanzhi could make a move, countless pollutants suddenly emerged from Lu Yu's body, resembling black mist and as thick as a substance.

Pei Yanzhi's heart sank, knowing that things were probably not as he thought.

The game's contamination is something even the hospitals on Blue Star can't handle. The only person who might be able to solve it is Lu Yu, but he is currently surrounded by the contamination and unconscious.

Having no other choice, Pei Yanzhi could only return to the game's transfer station and bring in reinforcements who knew more about pollution than he did.

"In the end, didn't you just faint after sleeping with him?" The mad scientist glanced at him. "In my opinion, the key to the problem is that you slept with him."

Pei Yanzhi was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

“In Boss’s case, the artifacts have failed, and neither my and the president’s special abilities can penetrate the contamination or investigate it,” the mad scientist said. “But I’ve been studying contamination for so long that I can see some things without using anything. This contamination didn’t originate from Boss’s body. No, to be precise, the contamination did originate from his body, but it wasn’t originally there. It’s more like it was absorbed from elsewhere.”

"You said that the Boss's ability to purify pollution is passive, and the more direct and intimate the contact, the stronger the purification. Have you thought about the principle behind this purification?"

Pei Yanzhi followed the mad scientist's words and his face instantly turned pale.

The great prophet also noticed something amiss, looking at Pei Yanzhi: "Perhaps the Boss's ability isn't the pure purification we imagine, but rather the absorption of pollution from other things and people into his own body, where it dissolves itself through some kind of power. This absorption and dissolution usually has limits."

“Now, they may have exceeded their limits.”

Pei Yanzhi remained silent for two seconds, then suddenly reached into the void and took out a strange object from his own space to detect pollution levels, holding it in his palm.

He doesn't usually wear these pollution detection devices. The severe pollution causes them to issue sharp warnings whenever he comes into contact with them, making it very unpleasant to see or hear them.

But now, he picked up the strange object again, yet he didn't hear the familiar alarm.

The artifact displayed a new value: its pollution level had dropped from 97 to 75. A little lower and it would fall to a level of mild to moderate pollution.

This should have been his dream, but at this moment, Pei Yanzhi felt no joy whatsoever, only a chill as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"What should we do..."

After an unknown amount of time, Pei Yanzhi heard his own hoarse, muffled voice, "Can he still wake up? What can I do to help him recover?"

The great prophet paused.

He had known Pei Yanzhi for three years, and this was the first time he had seen him show such an expression. Was this still the same Realm Lord who remained unfazed even when he stepped into the abyss of death?

The great prophet sighed slowly: "The amount of pollution that has overflowed is not much and is decreasing. The Boss's self-purification cycle has not collapsed yet. At the current rate, the pollution will disappear around noon, and the Boss may wake up."

"What if he doesn't wake up?" Pei Yanzhi asked.

He must be prepared for the worst-case scenario, even if he is terrified of that outcome.

"Isn't it good that he's not awake?" The mad scientist grinned. "Didn't you say you only wanted his purification? If he's not awake, then you go up there and do it yourself. Sleeping for one night can reduce so much pollution. If you do it for a few more nights, wouldn't it directly reduce it to mild pollution? Congratulations, you're completely free! As for whether the Boss is injured or not, or whether he's awake or not, why do you care so much? As long as he doesn't die, that's fine."

"If this guy weren't so terrifying, and most players weren't so heavily corrupted, some might have taken the risk. You'd better hurry..."

Before he could finish speaking, a thin blade of space was placed across the mad scientist's neck.

He had a sharp tongue, but he was quick to back down; with a simple gesture of zipping up his zipper, he shut his mouth.

"roll."

Pei Yanzhi tore open the space and kicked the person inside before rushing back to the transfer station.

If it weren't for the fact that this mad scientist was indeed capable and not inherently bad, Pei Yanzhi wouldn't have been able to tolerate his mouth at all.

“He’s mentally ill, don’t bother with him,” the great prophet said helplessly, then looked at Pei Yanzhi, “Although there may not be a better way, I will come again if things change at noon.”

He paused slightly, then continued, "I know you've been pursuing this person for a long time, but are you really sure you like him?"

Do you like it?

Of course I like it.

He had countless ways to approach him, whether as a friend, teammate, or ally. Even for purification, there were a thousand paths to choose from. The reason he subconsciously chose to be his lover, in the end, was because of desire, covetousness, and… liking.

He liked him, he loved him, so he was no longer indifferent, but troubled, no longer decisive, but fearful.

“He…is even better than I imagined,” Pei Yanzhi said.

This sentence has already surpassed many others.

The great prophet sighed, said nothing more, and simply stepped forward, preparing to leave.

"etc."

Pei Yanzhi suddenly spoke up and called out to him.

The great prophet turned back.

"President, is that forbidden item you mentioned before, the one that can suppress pollution, still in that place?" Pei Yanzhi asked softly.

The great prophet's expression changed: "You've already found him, so why did you use that forbidden artifact? Don't listen to the mad scientist's nonsense. Lu Yu is the boss of an SSS-level dungeon, possessing the power of rules; he's an unimaginable superhuman. He won't collapse so easily. This time, you went too far. Normal contact will no longer be possible..."

"Cheng Yao".

Pei Yanzhi's calm voice interrupted the great prophet.

The great prophet paused, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "You know, that forbidden item was merely a last resort when all other options were exhausted, and its side effects..."

“I know,” Pei Yanzhi’s face was pale, but his eyes were clear and bright, with a calm and determined light. “I know what I’m doing. I didn’t understand before, but now, even if he’s not my lover, just an innocent stranger, knowing that his purification of the pollution for me will cause uncontrollable harm, I can’t continue.”

"If I were that kind of person, I would have been swallowed up by the Smiling Game long ago. Why would I still be standing here?"

The great prophet remained silent, then finally said, "Even if you manage to hold on after melting that forbidden artifact, how much longer can you endure after everything is resolved, and how long will it take to be able to stay with him?"

Pei Yanzhi curled his lips slightly: "You're quite confident, even thinking about the future. If we continue to let Lu Yu purify things for me, we might lose a major fighting force, and then there really won't be a future. So, putting aside love and considering the big picture, this is the right choice. I'll just suffer a little after fusing with the forbidden object, but as long as I can endure it, I'll naturally grow old with him for a lifetime. It's not like I'm going to die in the blink of an eye."

"Is it just 'suffering a little' if a hundred ants gnaw at your heart every night?" the great prophet asked.

Pei Yanzhi did not answer, but only said, "I will go back in a few days."

The great prophet sensed Pei Yanzhi's determination and stopped trying to persuade him: "You keep saying that even if it's unfamiliar, even if it's for the greater good, it's not me trying to persuade you to refuse, it's you trying to persuade me to accept. There's no need for that. We're friends, and I respect your decision. But it will take at least a week to open that place; it takes time."

“Okay,” Pei Yanzhi said, “Thank you, Chairman.”

"So you're not calling me by my full name now?" The great prophet glanced at him, shook his head, turned around, and stepped into the spatial passage.

The room fell silent again.

As dawn approached, a pale white light appeared outside the window.

Pei Yanzhi stood there for a while, then moved his tired and numb hands and feet to the bedside.

The handsome man lay on the bed with his eyes closed and a peaceful expression. If one ignored the black mist swirling around him, one would think he was fast asleep, having a good dream.

Perhaps he was sleeping too hot, because a little sweat appeared on the man's forehead.

Pei Yan subconsciously reached out to wipe it away, but froze and stopped just before touching the man's skin.

"I was planning to search the sofa with you during the day to find the pendant and return it to its rightful owner, but now... let me 'borrow' it for another week."

Pei Yanzhi smiled, his fingers resting on the side of the bed, his voice as soft as night mist.

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Author's Note: Lu Yu: You called this a sweet treat. (Holds a knife to the author's neck)

Author: (Speechless and wiping sweat) This really is a sweet treat, why would I lie to you! This is all for your benefit, for future planning, understand? You're about to...

Before the words were even finished, the power of space surged, and the author was dragged away, leaving behind countless drafts (not really).

P.S.: Starting tomorrow, the update time will return to 18:00.

But tomorrow it will be one or two minutes later because the author made a mistake and didn't set the subscription lottery time properly [laughing and crying with face covered] and the update time overlapped.