As a lord-level monster, it is really not Feng Qingyue's style not to cause trouble.
In the morning, Feng Qingyue went to the alien plant detention area.
Susan seemed particularly eager to scare her and assign all the inspection and patrol work to her.
This job might scare those delicate humans, after all, the alien plants' bodies are still a bit strange, but this can't scare Feng Qingyue at all.
The alien plants were very happy to see her and greeted her naively.
Feng Qingyue inspected the area as required while exchanging information with Wanyu in her mind.
Wanyu told her that the liquid in Susan's bottle was running out.
Black pine is an extremely rare plant, and black pine oil is extremely difficult to extract. Susan certainly doesn't have the technology to do it herself, so what she has must have been given to her by someone else.
In addition, Susan needs these things to control the alien plants in order to better extract experimental samples, so she will definitely go to meet a mysterious person or go to some mysterious place to get black pine oil.
So Feng Qingyue rejected Ji Yuan's invitation with regret, just to follow Susan.
She changed into black clothes, thinking that since she was being followed, she should not be too conspicuous.
But she was overthinking it.
In the interstellar age, people's concept of day and night largely comes from the time broadcast on optical computers.
Feng Qingyue looked at the computer again and again, but still couldn't connect the bright and bustling street in front of her with the fact that it was obviously night time.
Shit, miscalculated.
Feng Qingyue rubbed her temples in frustration. A flash of light passed through her fingertips, and her long, dazzling golden hair disappeared, leaving only a neat short black hair, refreshing and capable.
Following the scent of Saint Maiden Grass, Feng Qingyue stopped at the door of a bar with high-end decoration.
The smells here are very mixed, including the strong perfume of women, the body odor of men, the smell of alcohol and cigarettes, and the smell of holy grass mixed among these smells, which seems out of place.
Feng Qingyue walked into the bar.
Once inside, she nearly turned the place upside down.
It’s all because of the superior performance of various materials in the interstellar era. The various materials used in this bar have very good sound insulation effects, so much so that the moment Feng Qingyue entered, she was startled by the deafening music inside.
After trying to calm her frightened heart, Feng Qingyue walked towards the bar.
She ordered a cocktail.
While sitting on the high stool waiting for the wine, her small nose moved and she keenly smelled the scent of virgin grass, which was stronger than the scent at the door.
She downed the cocktail handed to her by the bartender in one gulp. Under the bartender's shocked gaze, Feng Qingyue hurriedly ran into the bathroom.
Oh my god, it’s so spicy.
As soon as she entered the bathroom, Feng Qingyue wrinkled her little face, stuck out her tongue, and fanned her hands constantly. The corners of her eyes were red and there were faint tears in them.
After adjusting, a cluster of blue flames danced on Feng Qingyue's fingertips. The flames burned silently and gradually turned into an ice-blue butterfly, which landed obediently on Feng Qingyue's fingertips.
Feng Qingyue blew gently towards the butterfly, and the butterfly's wings trembled slightly. In an instant, several identical butterflies appeared. They flew up and down around Feng Qingyue, and the fluorescent light on their bodies flickered, looking very beautiful.
With a slight wave of the little hand, the butterflies flew out of the toilet cubicles one after another and flew to various places in the bar.
The magical thing is that the moment the butterflies flew out of the toilet cubicle, they seemed to melt into the air and disappeared without a trace. Only a little blue light fell from their tails from time to time to mark their arrival.
The butterflies flew around, looking for the target their owner was looking for.
Feng Qingyue was sensing the movements of the butterflies in her mind, and when she saw one of the butterflies land on a compartment in a corner, she was delighted: Found it.
A light appeared between her eyebrows, and a ray of spiritual power silently passed through the reveling people and connected to the butterfly.
By sharing the content of the picture with Butterfly, Feng Qingyue saw Susan.
She knelt humbly in the middle of the compartment, picked up the leather shoes of the man sitting on the sofa with trembling hands, and kissed them again and again.
Her long, smooth brown hair fell to the ground, looking disheveled yet strangely beautiful.
Feng Qingyue marveled at it and controlled the butterfly to fly downwards and stop at a closer position.
Susan was very afraid of the man, yet she was deeply attracted to him. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been bewitched by him.
The man bewitched her and asked her to plant insect eggs in those alien plants.
The Federation has a zero-tolerance policy towards the Zerg, so after her first encounter with the Zerg, she could no longer escape.
Susan knelt on the ground, her eyes fixed on the man with a mixture of fascination and fear. "Master, I have controlled all the alien plants in the Botanical Research Institute, but the black pine oil is all gone. I need some more."
The man cast a sinister look at the woman kneeling on the ground: "You completed your task well. Here you go."
He placed a small bottle of black pine oil in Susan's cupped hands, and his pale hands roughly pulled off the robe wrapped around him: "Come, come and claim your reward."
An abnormal blush appeared on Susan's face. She nodded coquettishly and then threw herself into the man's arms.
Feng Qingyue finally understood why she felt Susan was weird the first time she met her.
That's not strange at all, that's the mark left by a man!
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