Chapter 65 Encountering Being Followed, a Peach-Scented Rabbit in a Dark Alley! Eat, eat...
An hour later, the store was completely transformed, and Pei Qing was dozing off on the counter that had been tidied up long ago.
Don't ask why such an old-fashioned thing as a counter would still exist in a technologically advanced world. The answer is that the technology of the Orc autonomous star system is backward, let alone on a remote planet. If it weren't for the occasional starship flying overhead, this place would look exactly like a scene from an ancient Earth documentary.
After a short nap, Pei Qing stretched, feeling refreshed, and started tapping away aimlessly. "I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry..."
The man peeked out from behind, holding a rag. He had somehow gotten around to wearing a floral apron, which accentuated his broad shoulders and narrow waist. Two thin straps draped over his shoulders, paired with a snow-white waiter's shirt, creating an image resembling some kind of indescribable uniform.
Pei Qing was so hungry her eyes were practically glowing green. Her stomach was rumbling, even the branches seemed to be starving. She hadn't replenished her spiritual energy in a long time; her mental sea was practically dried up. Her gaze unconsciously lingered on the man's bulging clothes, and she swallowed hard. She seemed to smell the familiar aroma of honey bread rolls. So hungry, she wanted to eat.
Healyven felt uneasy under her gaze, assuming she was just too hungry, and said with feigned concern, "I'm sorry, I was so engrossed in cleaning. The kitchen is all done. Do you have any dietary restrictions? I can make you something to eat, or..."
Before he could finish speaking, Pei Qian jumped off the chair with her eyes shining. "You can cook?! That's great! I don't have any dietary restrictions, I just want to eat meat!"
“Okay, well, you might need to give me some star coins first. I don’t have a single star coin on me right now…” Hilvin lowered his head awkwardly, clutching the hem of his clothes. He didn’t have a single star coin on him, and he hadn’t been paid for the day.
"What's your account number? I'll transfer some money to you first as payment for cooking." Pei Qing didn't care at all, took out her personal terminal and waved it. From a certain perspective, what she was holding could also be considered stolen goods, so she had to get rid of them quickly.
Helivin recited a string of numbers, picked up an outdated quantum computer, even more worn than the one Pei Qing had found at the flea market, but it was well-preserved and had a hand-woven casing.
"Hey, your shell is quite nice. Can you make one for me sometime?"
"Okay..." With his heart pounding, he could barely hear his own voice, and could only tightly grip the quantum computer in his hand, which he had been holding for who knows how long.
Pei Qing ate a hearty dinner and lay back in her chair contentedly, giving the person next to her a thumbs up. "Your cooking skills are really good! Why don't you stay here from now on? I saw that there are quite a few empty rooms upstairs. I'll provide you with room and board, so you won't have to travel back and forth. Plus, it's safe. How about it? Isn't my offer generous?"
“I… give me some time to think about it,” Hillivan paused, straightening his shirt, and smiled. “I need to go home tonight. Anyway, thanks in advance, boss.”
Just as he was about to leave, Pei Qing called him back, "Wait a minute, I need to leave something on you." She reached out, smiled slyly, and countless writhing tentacles surged out, binding the person standing at the door and presenting him to Female A in a sacrificial manner.
Helivin's thighs, neck, chest... were all tightly wrapped by the cold tentacles. A strange feeling rose in his heart, a mixture of fear and inexplicable anticipation. His mind involuntarily recalled what had happened in the club, and a flush gradually crept onto his cheeks. He struggled symbolically for a moment, certain that she wouldn't hurt him, and let the tentacles do as they pleased.
Pei Qian stood up, noticing the man's inexplicable blush, and lightly pinched his cheek a few times, laughing, "What are you thinking about? It seems like you're thinking about some not-so-pure things..."
"Are you looking forward to—" She deliberately drew out the tone, her voice taking a turn at the end, and leaned close to the man's face, their lips touching so close that they were no more than half a centimeter apart, just a hair's breadth away from tasting the sweet flavor on their tongues.
Pei Qing lowered her eyes, watching the small, delicate Adam's apple bob up and down in front of her, then suddenly mischievously raised her hand to press it down, "Don't get excited, I just need a little bit of reassurance..."
Before she finished speaking, her fingers instantly turned into a pool of pitch-black semi-fluid. Upon closer inspection, extremely tiny substances were constantly surging within the fluid. These substances were so small that they appeared to the naked eye as just a bunch of blurry pixels. In an instant, they seeped into the man's thin, soft skin and disappeared.
The man reacted violently, his eyes rolled back, veins bulged on his neck, his chest heaved, and his supple waist bent into an unbelievable arc like a bowstring. If he hadn't been tightly bound by the tendrils, he would probably be curled up on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.
A tendril gently brushed against the man's chin, from which translucent liquid dripped uncontrollably, before returning to his half-open mouth. His thin, soft, red tongue was clearly visible, stiff and helpless. The tendril ruthlessly blocked his vocal system, allowing him to only utter meaningless syllables intermittently.
Pei Qian withdrew her hand with satisfaction. This way, no matter where he went, she could know his whereabouts at any time, and also keep an eye on whether he was secretly leaking information. Well, it was a kind of protection, she thought shamelessly.
The man, who had been holding his lips open for too long, lay on the ground coughing incessantly, trying to vomit up what he had swallowed. However, even when he tried to vomit by digging his throat with his fingers, he could only futilely bring out some secretions from his own esophagus.
Those things have taken root firmly in his body and become one with him.
Helivin's eyes were red, and physiological tears kept seeping out and flowing uncontrollably. Suddenly, a heavy shadow covered his vision. Pei Qing squatted down and wanted to reach out to touch his face, but the man turned his head away and avoided her hand.
Pei Qing laughed, but then her eyes turned cold. Her smile remained gentle, but her words were incredibly cruel. She reached out again and forcefully turned the man's face back to its normal position. With her other hand, she pulled off his tattered shirt and wiped the water off his face.
"You know, my situation isn't great. So I really need some kind of security. You're so understanding, you should be able to understand my predicament, right?"
The tendrils silently emerged, slowly wrapping around Hilly's neck, tightening little by little, maintaining a just-right force: neither suffocating nor making it easy to breathe.
Helivin clung to the vine, but to no avail. He must be insane. How could he think that someone who opposes Red Eyes is a kind person? He even followed her home. She is clearly a cold-blooded and ruthless dictator!
“Behave yourself, and I might make things a little easier for you,” Pei Qing said, tearing off the tentacles binding his neck, standing up, and looking down at him.
The man scrambled to his feet, tidied his shirt—which remained tattered no matter how he tried to fix it—as if trying to salvage what little self-respect he had left. He mumbled "I understand," and left without looking back.
This time, Pei Qian did not stop him. She simply sat back down behind the counter and watched the man limp away.
She always finds herself hitting harder on quiet, honest people. There's no way around it; it's probably a case of like repels like. The "X" here refers to personality, even though she's no longer an honest person.
Since consuming that pure energy crystal, or perhaps because he had been separated from normal human society in prison for too long, Pei Qing seemed to have broken free from some invisible constraint and undergone a great change. Specifically, this manifested in his mind as a violent predatory urge that would occasionally erupt and an increasingly intense feeling of hunger.
She desperately needed a lot of 'food' to eat those energy-boosting 'snacks' to quench her hunger.
As her power grew, clear fragments of memory would always surface in Pei Qing's mind. She saw 'herself' sitting in the corner of the laboratory day after day. Apart from the daily feeding, only a gentle male voice would come to chat with her. The voice was familiar, but she couldn't remember it no matter what.
Like a typical romance novel, 'she' fell hopelessly in love with him under this tender companionship. They dated, chatted, and even slept together like ordinary people, discussing how to escape this cage. On the eve of everything being ready, the man betrayed 'her,' and 'she' was locked in a more heavily guarded laboratory, subjected to more frequent blood-drawing experiments.
Pei Qing began to feel a strong curiosity about 'her'. She started to wonder if her childhood was really real, or if it could have been fabricated. She couldn't be sure, just like she couldn't be sure about her race.
She thought of Gu Fei. That man's attitude back then was strange. Did he know some hidden truth? She desperately wanted to find out.
Pei Qing pondered for a moment, then locked the door and left.
She returned to the underground market, this time with a different appearance—the face of the person in charge from before. She made a call to Gu Fei from a shop specializing in clandestine business. Don't misunderstand, it was a newly found contact number from Haite Energy Company.
When the call was answered, Pei Qing was surprised that the busy big boss would personally answer the call. She quickly rattled off the room number and location where the two of them had their intimate encounter, and then quickly hung up. She believed that such a smart CEO like Mr. Gu should understand what she meant.
Gu Fei stared blankly at the disconnected communication in front of him. His usually clear and cold mind was instantly overwhelmed with joy. He turned on the positioning system, but the communication location was very blurry, so he turned around and opened the hidden compartment to go underground.
There stood a colossal mechanical device, the long-lost Eye of Hermes of the Federation. This massive machine was originally built to mine energy, but few knew that its true nature was to locate energy fluctuations—special energy fluctuations unique to that being.
After being modified by the Foundation, this mechanical device is more sensitive and accurate than ever before, and can even locate Him when He has not yet fully recovered.
"I've found you..." Gu Fei's smile grew wider and wider.
Pei Qing walked out humming a song. She was in a good mood. Gu Fei seemed to know a lot about 'her,' and she was sure he would come looking for her.
After walking for a while, she suddenly turned around. The narrow road was relatively clean, and a few pedestrians were hurrying along. It was already late, and there weren't many people around.
She felt an intense sense of being watched, lurking in the shadows, sticky, damp, and brimming with affection… it was disgusting. Pei Qing quickened her pace, not choosing the path she had come from, but turning and turning into a small alley.
She remembered that this was a dead end.
She went inside, pressing herself against the wall, slowing her breathing, as if becoming one with the darkness. Pei Qing listened quietly, the hurried footsteps growing closer...
One step, two steps, three steps...
The disgusting stalker gradually approached her location...
The next second after the breeze blew by, Pei Qing swiftly raised her hand, grabbed the stalker's shoulder, and slammed him against the wall. She'd caught him!
"Who are you? Why are you following me?" she asked in a low voice, her sharp tentacles pressed warily against the person opposite her.
She calmly observed her follower, who was slightly shorter than her, with his head reaching about her chin. He was wearing a loose-fitting hoodie and jeans, with long, straight legs. His large hood completely covered his face, revealing only a hint of his bright red lips.
It shouldn't be someone with red eyes. Red eyes are local bullies, and they wouldn't make such a small show of force. They would just come to her shop to demand an explanation. The fact that they haven't made any moves yet probably means they don't dare to gamble on how that so-called neurotoxin will take effect. As expected of the organization's leader, he really knows how to keep his composure, Pei Qing thought to herself.
Are they from the Federation? She was a little unsure, and reached out a hand to pull up her hood.
The man remained remarkably calm, not uttering a single word from beginning to end. Even when he was initially pressed forcefully against the wall, he only let out a muffled groan. However, upon realizing the purpose behind Pei Qing's actions, he began to struggle desperately.
A familiar pheromone scent gradually filled the air, like the aroma of peach jam, mixed with some indescribable dairy product smells, a bit complicated, making one feel thirsty.
Pei Qian was puzzled. Could it be someone she knew before? Hesitantly, she loosened her grip, and the man took the opportunity to struggle and escape. However, just as he was about to reach the alley entrance, a thick twig caught him around the waist and pulled him back.
This time, she didn't hesitate. She yanked open the man's hood, and the first thing she saw was a pair of soft, snow-white rabbit ears, gleaming with a delicate light. The man looked down in a panic, a glimpse of chestnut hair flashing past. Pei Qing narrowed her eyes and reached out to forcibly lift his face.
He touched something damp and cried? Why was he crying? Was it because he was discovered stalking him? Pei Qian found it amusing.
When she saw that face, Pei Qing was uncharacteristically stunned. She licked her teeth but didn't speak. Instead, the person spoke tremulously, his voice incredibly soft, "Qian, could you please not look at me..."
"Why?" Pei Qing chuckled, grabbing the pair of rabbit ears and kneading them in her hands. They were indeed as soft as she had imagined. She said meaningfully, "Because of this? Or—"
She paused, her tear-stained fingertips tracing the scar beneath the person's eye. "Is it still because of this?"
The man finally broke down, tears streaming down his face. His soft rabbit ears drooped limply, and his smooth, wet fur clumped together. He sobbed uncontrollably, "Don't, don't look at me... I... I look ugly right now..."
"Is that so?" Pei Qing's words were vague, her fingernails tracing the scar's lines. The scar had only recently healed, and the force of such careless touching sent a tingling, itchy sensation through her brain, accompanied by a slight pain and...pleasure.
The person pressed against the wall bit their lip in shame, their legs pressed tightly together, constantly clutching and kneading their clothes, creating clumps of wrinkles.
Pei Qing suddenly moved even closer, burying her face in the crook of the man's neck, and squeezed one leg in as well, their knees touching.
"Brother Rong'an, it's been so long! So much time has passed..."
Through the transmission of sound through her bones, her voice was somewhat muffled and unclear. One hand moved nimbly, slipping quietly inside the loose hem of her hoodie to gather the source of the leaking fluid. She couldn't help but chuckle softly, "Your illness here... how come it's getting worse?"
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Author's Note: [Poor thing][Poor thing][Poor thing] Please leave comments, everyone!
Let's take Xiao Shen and Xiao Gu out for a stroll, hehe [covering face and peeking][covering face and peeking] Mommy is eating so deliciously, slurping...
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