Chapter 42
After knocking down the troublesome junior, the senior sister fixed her eyes on Mo Xuanji, who was standing nearby. The chubby little Ji blinked blankly, completely unaware of the impending danger.
She seemed to come over unintentionally and gently stroked Xiaoji's head: "Why is there a cub here? And it's from the Feather Tribe."
She seems to be a serious and reliable older sister, but her inner thoughts perfectly expose her.
"Hahahahaha, God will not abandon me, Yang Qingyan! There's actually a little brat here. Now the case is finally getting closer."
The companions beside her did not notice the senior sister's fiery mood, and were still explaining to Mo Xuanji how to calculate the age of the demon race.
[Help, I also want to touch my wife's head]
[The stern-faced little Ji is so adorable! Doesn't he know how adorable he is? Wow, I really want to kiss him until he's bald!]
[What should I do? The image of the cool guy in my mind has been automatically replaced by Xiaoji]
[So, will the cool guy be cute in his human form?]
“…” No, not in this life.
“So in my lifetime…”
"No, absolutely not. Give up on it!"
[Ah? So Xuanji's wife isn't even an adult yet?] He silently looked at the rose gold in his hand...
[Family, I've suddenly realized something. The main characters are all eighteen years old now, but the demon race doesn't reach adulthood until they're a hundred. Doesn't that mean... many years from now, Xuan Ji will finally reach adulthood, and his companions... ah, maybe they'll meet eighteen-year-old companions again.]
【Did you guys take turns? 】
[The bared teeth instantly retracted]
[Shou, longevity knife? ]
"Jizai, you..." The system's worried voice came from the sea of consciousness.
Before their cubs reach adulthood, the demon race will not allow them to form any deep bonds with humans. For these immature cubs, the difference in lifespan is undoubtedly too cruel.
Fortunately, Mo Xuanji seemed to be normal, and the system did not sense any major emotional fluctuations.
"We still have a long time to spend together, and separation is still a very distant thing for now," he said.
Afterwards, Mo Xuanji and the system simultaneously skipped this topic.
…
At night, Zhu Chang'an was working late into the night. He stared at the barely written document in front of him, a look of deep resentment and bitterness on his face. In the next frame, Shen Liuxue seemed to be bursting with inspiration, his hands rapidly dancing across the keyboard. In the next frame, Mo Xuanji was sleeping on a cushion.
The colors of the picture gradually grew warmer and brighter, and the clear chirping of birds echoed from outside. A stealthy figure slipped into the ward, quietly raising his phone to snap a series of photos of Xiaoji. Perhaps unfamiliar with electronics, he mistakenly turned up the volume on his camera for the first time. The click of the shutter nearly sent his phone flying.
Fortunately, the person being secretly photographed was not woken up by this.
Xiaoji seemed to have had a nightmare, with a frown on his face and his two short legs kicking around restlessly.
Soon, the sun reached its zenith, its rays gradually migrating to the cushions. Perhaps unable to bear the heat, Mo Xuanji finally awoke. The first thing he did upon opening his eyes was to touch his butt with his wings. Once he was sure it wasn't burning, he pretended nothing had happened and slowly climbed to his feet.
[Ah ...]
[The sun is shining on my butt, hahahahaha]
[The cool guy pretending nothing happened patted his butt and stood up. Stop pretending, you are just a cute baby who likes to stay in bed~]
It really looks like a gem. I mean, like the round jewels you see on TV that sit on cushions.
【Clicked】
Low EQ: It’s solid. High EQ: It’s a round jewel.
Mo Xuanji immediately fell into autism. He couldn't help but glance at Xiaoji in the comic again, and immediately fell into self-doubt.
Is he really that round? He's not fat in his avatar, and even leaner when he's dressed, so why is his real body...
The system suppressed a smile and comforted him: "It's okay, you just have baby fat, all kids have it, it will be gone in about eighty years."
There's something I'm not sure I should say. While for the demon race, eighty years is but a fleeting moment, a mere blink of an eye, a mere fraction of their long lives, for Mo Xuanji, who grew up in human society, eighty years feels like a lifetime.
This life is unbearable.
…
After receiving the transfer notice, Yang Qingyan took Mo Xuanji to the Supernatural Power Bureau. The three Feather Clan brothers made a dazzling appearance there. Their names were marked in boxes beside them: Nanming, Beiyuan, and Dongling.
At this time, the three brothers rubbed their hands and surrounded the little boy with loving faces.
[East, South, West, North, and South, where is West? Where did West go?]
[Hahahahaha, I can’t even put all the mahjong pieces together.]
[I'm dying of laughter. Why are all the Feather Tribe's drawings so majestic? I get it. Could it be that the old thief's XP is actually...]
[I see, this old thief likes muscular men. Brothers, please save a spot for me while I go to the gym.]
[??? You upstairs, hahahaha]
[These three male mothers are hilarious! Whoever said that should come out and get beaten!]
Mo Xuanji's finger hovered over the screen, hesitant to swipe down. He knew without even looking that the next part would be the one where he'd pretend to be a mentally retarded little kid, trying to sting the law. He couldn't help but curl his toes again.
The system teased him: "What's wrong? Where's your strong heart?"
"It's cooled down and needs some time to cool down." Mo Xuanji pushed the phone aside expressionlessly. "If you want to see it, just scroll down. I know you have a way. Remember to call me after this scene is over."
"Oh~Okay, okay." The system seemed a little regretful.
Soon, the screen began to move on its own, without anyone controlling it. The system watched and laughed, then asked, "Are you sure you don't want to watch it with me?"
"No." Mo Xuanji covered his ears and firmly rejected it.
The system fell silent. After a moment, it began to laugh again, clearing its throat like a human and beginning to recite.
"Hahahaha, what a cute little one! I really want to rush into the comics and rub them!"
"Hahahahahahahaha, the passerby girl used her ultimate move: 'It's solid!' The invincible cool guy's health bar dropped to zero, and the invincible cool guy fell down!"
"Is the mentally retarded little Ji really that easy to kidnap? I'm going to try it next time."
"He actually started learning from the parrot in all seriousness? It seems that not being able to speak human language is still causing a lot of trouble for Cool Guy, hahahaha."
"Wow, whose wife is this? She's so cool and cute! Oh, she's mine! Two wishes granted at once!"
“…”
The system even read out the comments one by one in a voice that was completely emotionless. Mo Xuanji huddled in a corner, tightly covering his ears. His face grew redder with each sentence the system read. By the time the system finally stopped, tired of reading, he was as red as a boiled shrimp.
Cool brother has never been so embarrassed in his life. If he hadn't been concerned about his friends going to bed, Mo Xuanji really wanted to yell, "Stop reading!"
Really, Master, please stop scolding me.
The system knew it couldn't tease him too much, so it stopped while it was ahead, suppressing its laughter and saying, "Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore. I've moved on to this part."
"real?"
"Really, the system never lies."
Mo Xuanji then picked up her phone and took a tentative look. Great, she had indeed turned to the previous page, and now she was in the garbage dump. Netizens stopped paying attention to Xiaoji, who had died socially, and instead began to discuss the information revealed in the plot.
Mo Xuanji breathed a sigh of relief.
[Oh my god, what's going on? Isn't this just a normal child trafficking case?]
[A divine messenger? A god? Why did another force suddenly appear?]
[Goodness! Is this guy planning to brainwash the younglings and subtly control the demon race? What a brilliant plan. From what that cannon fodder said, this plan has been underway for years? Then...]
[This is terrifying to contemplate. Could it be possible to transform other races into strange beings through assimilation?]
[Damn it! Isn't this employing child labor? They don't even get paid! These evil capitalists should be arrested and made into street lamps!]
[Ahhh, let go of our little chick! Don't touch it with your dirty hands!]
[Three of the Feather Tribe, come and save me! If you're a little late, your little one will become someone else's!]
The black-robed man clutched Mo Xuanji, taunting her defenselessly. The next moment, a fist as big as a sandbag swung out, its impact slightly deforming the black-robed man's skull. He was sent spinning and sent flying, collapsing several bungalows in one fell swoop.
"Your guess is as accurate as your father's." When the smoke and dust dissipated, only a muscular man from the Feather Clan was seen standing there, slowly opening a ghost back, with a few ineffective star special effects added next to it.
Everyone was stunned for a moment. The cubs' mouths were wide open enough to swallow an egg.
Liuhe playfully wrote a line of small words under the muscular man who was showing off his muscles: Crazy evolution version of Xiaobaiji.
Hey, guess what? That's right! A punch.jpg
[Hahahahahahahaha, how come, how come he suddenly becomes Big Brother Nan Ming]
【Hahahahahaha】
Soon, some big guys in the comment section even made a secondary animated GIF: after an evolution watch was thrown out, the little white monkey spun around in the passionate background music and special effects, and evolved into a muscular brother.
For a while, the comment section was flooded with “Hahahaha”.
[So where did Xuanji go? ]
The scene shifted to reveal the beloved Xiaoji, held belly-up in Zhu Changan's palm, its short legs weakly kicking twice. Shen Liuxue, facepalming, seemed speechless, but a closer look revealed a smirk.
The mission was successfully completed, and everyone was in a relaxed mood. However, the appearance of another black-robed figure brought even more explosive news to everyone.
[Oh my god? The clan leader is actually Phoenix. Is Phoenix really dead?]
"Huh? I was originally imagining what the beautiful clan leader looked like, and now you're telling me he's already dead?"
[Not necessarily. Although Phoenix appears to be dead in the eyes of these characters, what if it was a fake death?]
[Why do I feel like there's a huge hidden danger hidden among the demons and humans now?]
[Huh? What the hell? One of the black-robed men is a famous elder of the demon race? Why did he get so upset that he ran off to the villains?]
[Isn't this related to brainwashing? These two black robes are both talking nonsense, each one more insane than the other. They also both hate humans.]
[Senior's lock was taken away! ]
The twisted and dark weirdness appears again in Liuhe's writing. Fortunately, netizens seem to have become accustomed to it. At most, they were startled when it first appeared, but after recovering from the shock, they were able to comment on and appreciate the weird design in various aspects.
[This, after a person dies in a strange way, can they actually have a crystal core? ]
They deliberately tricked humans into becoming vessels of power, waiting for the right moment to catalyze the harvest. How vicious! These two are undoubtedly the real villains!
[Alas, my dear wife didn't show up this time. Disappointed.jpg]
Although they failed to apprehend the culprit, they were fortunately rescued, along with the Dream Demon, without anyone being harmed. After completing their inventory, they set out on their journey home.
The content of Mo Xuanji and the others' casual conversation in the car was also released. The comic's tones were warm, and the atmosphere was peaceful and warm, as if it was just a group of ordinary young people chatting about their dreams.
However, netizens didn't think so. They all looked like they had been stabbed in the back.
[According to the nature of shonen manga, discussing the future, retiring after returning, etc., are all just flag-raising.]
[And it seems the old thief is still a habitual knife-dispenser] [The smile gradually disappears.jpg]
[This comic has been updated to the point where there is no knife at all, so much so that we almost forgot who created it.]
[Wuwuwu, you bastard, if you really dare to stab my wives, I will personally go to your house with two boxes of razor blades.]
The convoy drove off into the distance amidst laughter and cheers. In the next frame, the comic suddenly changed to a cold tone.
This seemed to be a palace. The figure on the throne was hidden in the shadows, with only the black scales on his arms faintly visible.
"I have done my job poorly, please punish me." Ji Chen knelt on one knee. In the silence, he could only hear the sound of himself swallowing his saliva.
"Didn't catch any cubs?"
"Yes. I failed in my duty... Please give me another chance, I will definitely..."
"No need." The man waved his hand, blocking his next words. "This incident is enough to alert those guys. From now on, you will be responsible for District 3."
Ji Chen's face turned pale, and he seemed to want to say something, but he finally held back: "Yes, sir."
The black-robed man beside him chuckled and lazily changed his stance. "All his secret contacts on the internet have been caught. But at least he's not completely unsuccessful."
As he spoke, he took out the crystal. Encased in power, it was steadily carried to the throne.
"Good quality." The man put the crystal away casually.
The black-robed man took out a magical weapon, the very one that had been stolen from Yang Qingyan. He presented it respectfully, "This is what I gained from this trip."
"This is the closest thing we've found to the legendary lock."
The man on the throne opened his palm, the green Luban lock quietly suspended in the air. He chuckled softly and waved his hand, shattering the Luban lock into smithereens. Without the protection of its outer shell, an unactivated Gu worm was exposed.
The black-robed man's face changed drastically and he knelt down quickly.
"I'm so eager for quick success that I don't even realize I'm being schemed against."
"I know I was wrong, and I will accept the punishment myself."
"Hmph." The man crushed the insect and let out an ambiguous sneer.
"Click." The perspective changed, a chess piece fell, and a smile appeared on the corner of Shen Linan's mouth.
"The game is over. What will you do next? ... Please don't let me down."
He lowered his head and deliberately blurred the name.
【WTF TF TF】
Netizens have nothing to say except "WTF".
[Did this directly hit the boss' lair? Senior sister is really strong, but it's a pity that the insect was crushed to death before it could take effect.]
[Li Tao, who is this guy on the throne?]
[Holy shit, these two black-robed guys are actually his minions? Could the guy on the throne be the mastermind behind this?]
[Huh? Is this Old Shen? Why is he laughing more villainously than a villain? Stop it, I'm scared.]
[The game is in, who are the pieces? That's not very respectable of you, Old Shen!]
Mo Xuanji also felt a little numb when he saw it.
"This Chen... this guy is not simple." Mo Xuanji recalled that day in the hospital room, when he had been able to communicate with Yan through voice transmission over a thousand miles, which seemed to indicate that he had some magical powers. It would be terrible if there was a setting where someone could detect it just by saying his name. So he quickly changed his words.
"This guy can stay in Penglai Academy, so he can't be a bad guy." The system was a little unsure. "He should be one of us...but why is the smile drawn like a villain?"
Mo Xuanji held her chin in her hand, not daring to jump to conclusions. "There's too little information about him right now, so it's hard to tell."
It's better to be careful. Liuhe shouldn't be so inexplicably as to paint someone as a villain, right?
Mo Xuanji thought the story had ended there, but the progress bar clearly still had some progress left.
[Huh? There's more?]
A thin wisp of smoke slowly rose from the pale golden incense burner. A pair of bony hands expertly brewed tea.
A man in casual clothes sat uncomfortably at the tea table, flattered as the boss in front of him poured him tea. Liuhe thoughtfully identified him as Zhao Wencheng, captain of the Third Task Force of the Ability Bureau.
"Thank you, thank you."
【!!! My wife! My wife is making an appearance this time too?】
[My wife changed her clothes! Hehehe, this one looks great too.]
[I understand. If you want to keep Yuheng as your wife, you need to prepare a whole closet of beautiful clothes for him!]
[Screenshotting like crazy. Damn it, I also want to drink tea poured by my wife herself.] [Crawling in the dark.]
My wife is so exquisite. She even changed her fan to match her white dress. But to be honest, this fan is much more exquisite than the previous one.
[This is Uncle Zhao who appeared in the first episode. He is an official. Wow, it turns out that Yuheng is cooperating with the official. Honey, do you have any surprises that we don’t know about?]
"...Based on the clues you provided, we were able to track down the other victims and those involved...the perpetrators. Aside from the mastermind, we rounded up all the others."
"good."
Zhao Wencheng flashed a goofy grin that mirrored Zhu Changan's. "Thanks to our senior for discovering it, otherwise if it had been delayed for much longer, we really can't imagine what irreversible consequences would have resulted."
After hesitating for a moment, he asked about Jingchen again.
Yu Heng, standing opposite him, seemed lost in reminiscence. "Ji Chen? I've heard he's a very hardworking kid. What happened?"
[Hiss~ That Jichen must be at least a thousand years old, right? My wife just calls him a hardworking kid. Now, my wife, how old is she this year...?]
【Hesitant to speak.jpg】
[I found that the ages of my two predictions, Yuheng and Xuanji, are at two extremes.]
[Huh? I found a blind spot! The boss actually keeps birds!] [Screenshot: A little red bird peeking out from the corner]
Perhaps the topic was too heavy, but after seeing Zhao Wencheng off, Yuheng held his teacup, seemingly lost in thought. After a long pause, he sighed softly, as if answering Zhao Wencheng's question, but also as if speaking to himself: "The current situation is already very good."
The smoke of cigarettes curled up. Yuheng sat for a while, then stood up to close the door. At some point, he suddenly raised his head.
A diagonal line splits the comic frame in two, with black and gold facing each other from a distance.
Yuheng subconsciously gave a gentle smile.
The comic stops here.
[That's it? Where's the sequel? You bastard! Sequel! Hurry up and release the sequel!]
[Who is this guy with golden eyes? Why does my wife smile so gently when she sees him? Damn it!]
[I don’t care about the angle, my wife is just smiling at me! ]
[Old thief, quickly draw——]
【Dark crawling.jpg】
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