Chapter 442: Testing the Waters While Drunk
In the luxurious room, the girl lay languidly on the sofa, the wine bottle in her hand rolling to the floor with a crisp sound.
"This lighting is awful."
Anno muttered and covered her eyes with her hands.
She didn't like the bright lights; they were too dazzling.
Lingqi and Eleven, standing beside her, didn't understand what she was saying. Eleven squatted down in front of her, looking at the girl's flushed cheeks. A faint smile appeared on his lips as he leaned closer and asked, "Anno, what do you want?"
Anuo's eyes were half-closed, her light blue eyes filled with a layer of mist, her lips were red and full, and there was a little wine stain on her lips, which glistened. Shiyi was stunned for a moment and resisted the urge to wipe it off for her.
Now, Eleven is certain that the girl in front of her is different from the one she just received.
She looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old before, still a young girl. Now her face is still youthful, but she is approaching adulthood.
Previously, her cheeks were a bit chubby, making her look cute and innocent, but she didn't like to smile. She was like a little animal that was always on guard, with a cold and aloof expression, creating a very contrasting temperament.
Now that the flesh on her cheeks has receded a bit, her facial features are more defined, as if the world's best painter could exhaust all his inspiration to create such a face.
This face is so lifelike; it's not the kind of artificial object that can be drawn with skillful technique and meticulous detail. Rather, it requires talent and inspiration to create.
Eleven thought to herself, no wonder Lord Fei Jue took a liking to her at first sight.
Perhaps he got too close, which displeased the wary girl, who slapped him across the face, trying to push him away.
But fearing he might miss what the girl had just asked, he patiently asked her again.
Anno propped himself up, pinched Eleven's chin and looked him up and down, then stroked his cheek and murmured, "It's true, it seems you don't have any mechanical tissue."
This sentence wasn't in Tianyun language, but rather a mixture of common language. I had to adjust the translation software to get it right.
The Laika Galaxy has not had contact with the outside world for hundreds of years. Even with its own technological development, over the centuries, some things have gradually become different from those outside.
Seeing the girl's drunken state, Eleven replied, "Yes, do you want to see?"
Anno's fingertips traced forcefully across his cheek, as if with a sense of venting anger. "Look."
Eleven paused for a moment, then unfastened the hidden button at the seam of his pants, easily rolling up one pant leg to reveal a mechanical leg that shimmered with blue light.
Anno tilted his head, looking at his pants with some curiosity.
What kind of pants are these? How can they be unbuttoned like that?
She was more curious about his pants than his mechanical legs.
Feixing, who was constantly unlocking Anuo's core seal, sensed Anuo's consciousness and thought to himself that Anuo was really just like Sevier sometimes when he was drunk.
Anunu needs to go to sleep and get a good night's rest, allowing the core to hibernate for a while, just like a machine restarting. After waking up, the core will unlock itself in no time.
But Anunu was constantly tense in such an environment and couldn't possibly fall asleep, so he suggested that she drink alcohol. Normally, she would fall asleep as soon as she drank, but she would act up a little before going to sleep.
Anunu's drunken state varies depending on the person she is with. She will act cute and affectionate with people she is close to, but she is filled with malicious thoughts when she is not familiar with them.
"Take it off."
Anno leaned lazily against the sofa, crossed her legs, and kicked Eleven's legs.
Upon hearing her words, a strange light flashed in Ling Jiu's eyes, who had been keeping a low profile.
As if unsure, Shiyi asked her again, "What are you taking off?"
Anno said impatiently, "Take off your pants, take off your clothes, take everything off."
The smile on Eleven's face immediately vanished; he could no longer smile.
He saw that the girl was looking up at him, but with a disdainful air, like the demeanor of an adult who had long held a high position—something that couldn't be faked.
Seeing the changes in her in such a short time, he knew that she was not someone who wanted to use her beauty to gain advantages, nor was she one of those desperate criminals who had infiltrated Midu.
Although she was vigilant, she was also composed and not afraid of anything. Instead, she naturally showed dislike and resistance to certain things.
They don't beat around the bush; they express their desires directly.
No, it wasn't a request, it was a demand. She was just saying what she wanted, as if she would always get what she wanted.
Abundant wealth alone is not enough to raise such a person. It is because she has had everything since childhood and is in a high position, with everyone below her, that she treats everyone with such an attitude.
There was no desire in her eyes, neither material nor anything else; she only had fleeting whims, a sudden interest in something, the gaze she gave when looking at prey or playthings.
The man who had been observing the girl from behind had obviously noticed the changes in her.
This change alone was not enough for them to guess her true identity.
"Listen to her, take it off."
Feijue picked up his glass and took a sip of the same wine that Anuo had just drunk.
As the strong liquor went down his throat, Fei Jue narrowed his eyes slightly, then chuckled softly, "You can really hold your liquor."
Seeing the girl staring at him impatiently, Eleven had no choice but to start taking off his clothes.
Anno watched as Eleven's slender fingers unfastened the hidden buttons on his combat suit, revealing his well-defined and beautifully sculpted chest muscles.
Her gaze fell on his heart, where there was a round hole gleaming with blue light.
"Kneel down."
Hearing Anuo say to kneel down instead of squat down, Fei Jue, who was hiding behind, raised an eyebrow slightly.
Eleven knelt down on one knee before Anuo. Anuo's slender, pale fingers touched his chest and gently tapped the blue light. "Heart, what is it made of?"
"An artificial heart is a stable material that can integrate with the body. I used to have heart disease, so I had this heart transplant."
Anno felt the heart beating in her fingertips, and energy flowed into them.
“It provides you with a lot of energy,” she said softly.
"yes."
Eleven made no secret of it, saying, "With it, most people are no match for me."
Anuo smiled, a drunken, innocent, and nonchalant smile that made Eleven momentarily lose her composure.
"Compared to him?"
Anno leaned back on the sofa, her gaze sweeping over Lingqi's face.
Eleven glanced at Zero Seven, "If it's a fight to the death, I won't lose."
Anno rested his elbow on the edge of the sofa, propped his chin on his hand, and looked at the two of them. He let out a long "Oh," and said, "If that's the case, you can't beat him normally, it's just because of this energy heart."
She was just stating the facts. He had never cared about comparing himself to the top ten Blades over the past eleven years, but the girl's words still made him feel a little stifled for a moment.
Anuo looked at Eleven's downcast head and said, "You're not convinced?"
Shiyi looked up at her, but before he could say anything, she smiled brightly and said, "Then let's have a competition and see how strong you are."
"Here?"
Eleven glanced around the room and hesitated.
Anno turned her gaze to the arena outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. "Isn't it quite spacious over there?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Lingqi came forward, put her hand on Shiyi's shoulder, and shook her head at him.
As Eleven stood up, he heard Lingqi whisper in his ear, "If you keep talking to her, she'll make you willingly die."
Lingqi's words were like a heavy hammer, knocking him back to reality. When he looked at Anuo again, he saw that although she was smiling, her eyes were cold.
Unintentionally, she managed to invade his consciousness, subtly disrupt his thinking, and make him follow her rhythm.
Anuo saw Eleven back away, as if she was afraid of her, and she pouted before turning her gaze back to Lingqi.
Since Eleven isn't going to compete with him, she'd like to see just how skilled they are.
Anno beckoned to Lingqi, "Come here."
Lingqi walked closer with a blank expression, watching as the girl lazily reached out her hand to him, "Help me up."
He met the girl's unbelievably beautiful eyes and took her hand, but before he could even grasp it properly, her soft hand slipped from his grasp like a slippery fish. A bright light approached him, and in the blink of an eye, he didn't have time to draw his weapon, but he reacted quickly and used his hand to block the girl's sharp blade.
She moved with lightning speed, the long knife flashing across his mechanical arm as she thrust it toward his neck.
Lingqi gripped her knife, the tip already pressed against his throat. If he released her, the tip of her knife would plunge in without hesitation.
At this moment, Anuo's eyes shone with an astonishing light. Her gaze towards him was no longer indifferent, but filled with a chilling killing intent, as if she were looking at a dying creature.
He had seen that look in the eyes of many people in the arena, people who had fought countless battles to reach the pinnacle of the arena and survive.
These people are ruthless and determined; determined to kill anyone who stands in their way, and determined to survive.
Compared to her previous air of being pampered and spoiled, she's a completely different person.
How can one person have such two extreme contrasts?
Lingqi heard his heart beating much faster than usual. He hadn't been this surprised in a long time, and he felt a sense of impending crisis.
Seeing this, Fei Jue put down his wine, his smile widening. He said to Ling Qi, "Let go."
He wanted to stain her with blood.
Upon receiving Fei Jue's order, Ling Qi released his grip without hesitation.
But the instant he released his grip, Anno also released his long sword, his body went limp and he fell backward.
A moment later, they heard her even breathing as she fell into a deep sleep.
The girl's instant sleep left Lingqi and Eleven standing there dumbfounded, unable to react for a moment.
"pity."
Fei Jue said this and then turned and walked towards the door.
Lingqi and Eleven remained by Anuo's side like wooden figures. The girl's occasional murmurs in her dreams made it impossible for them to completely ignore her, and they would occasionally glance down at her flushed cheeks.
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