Chapter 198 Husband 35
Accompanied by the roar of thunder, the sky suddenly broke open.
Those who witnessed it trembled and fell to the ground, enveloped by unprecedented despair. The sky that was once covered by dark clouds, with the appearance of the huge mouth, revealed an endless red tide before their eyes, with malicious stickiness and glaring scarlet.
——It’s another world.
Good and bad are interdependent.
Just as everyone was overwhelmed by despair and fear, the news reported the latest progress of the research institute: a potion that can resist monsters was successfully developed!
As soon as the news came out, major radio stations, broadcasters, and social media platforms launched promotions in full swing.
"Exciting news! Xinhai Research Institute has successfully developed a potion to ward off monsters. Now, please allow Dean Ma to tell everyone about it—"
Experimental data shows that monsters' five senses are far superior to humans', and they are not open to all food. The potion developed by Dean Ma can effectively curb the temptation of human breath to monsters, greatly delaying the time of being hunted by monsters, and thus obtaining timely rescue.
After countless experiments and countless blood sacrifices, they finally determined that Experimental Agent 044 was the most effective! Their experimental process was straightforward and magnificent.
"Once it was confirmed that the chemical agent could effectively curb the monster's desire to hunt, the developed chemical agent was tested in groups... The brave experimenters were willing to sacrifice themselves, even when faced with the unknown of life and death, they still risked their lives..."
"...Many experimenters sacrificed their lives in the research process. Today's achievements are inseparable from their dedication..."
The bottle of potion called "Hope" was quickly distributed to the community by a specialist, and Wen Hui received two bottles per person.
Many people sprayed themselves with the pale blue potion, which had no distinctive smell, before even returning home. Those who received it didn't dare waste it. After all, according to Dean Ma, the potion's effects only lasted a few days.
This method only treats the symptoms and not the root cause, but it is the only salvation that can be obtained in the darkness and despair.
The fingertip-sized medicine bottle contained only a fingernail's worth of pale blue liquid, which Wen Hui carefully stowed away in her shoulder bag. As the man held her in his arms as they walked home, his shoulders straight and his expression normal, Wen Hui quietly observed him.
The man didn't say a word on the way home.
The door closed, shutting out the noisy sounds from the corridor below. Before Wen Hui could even take off her shoes, the monster hugged her from behind. He reached into her pocket, fumbled around, and pulled out two bottles of potion. Frowning, he was about to throw them away, but after a moment, he placed them on the shoe cabinet in the entrance and pushed them inwards with all his strength.
"Huihui." His voice was filled with grievance and he confided in a low voice, "What a terrible smell! Don't open it."
Wen Hui raised an eyebrow, "What's that smell?"
"It stinks." The scarlet flesh and blood spread to the soles of Wen Hui's feet. Ever since the bathroom incident, the monster showed its body in front of Wen Hui frankly. Of course, it was not like a fool who believed Wen Hui's lies and revealed its true face without restraint. Instead, it had some tricks. While maintaining its handsome masculine appearance, it let the scarlet flesh and blood spread out according to its heart, covering the ground like a vast ocean, and observing Wen Hui's expression at all times, wrapping her up within the range she could accept.
The monster took a deep sniff of his wife's scent, thought for a moment, and used a metaphor to vividly describe the smell he sensed: "...It was like a sealed toilet suddenly opened, and the tons of excrement inside suddenly emitted a pungent smell after being sealed..."
The smell of excrement is naturally smelly to monsters, but it is not unbearable. The smell of potions causes much more severe damage to monsters. When they smell this smell, their appetite is reduced a lot.
According to human experience, he could only find the image of a toilet as an explanation.
"Enough! Stop talking." Wen Hui pinched her nose and made a bitter face, as if she really smelled that smell.
Joy washed over her immediately. Zheng Song was incredibly powerful among the monsters. Even he couldn't stand the smell, let alone those less powerful than him. A smile crept across her face, and she felt the future was filled with hope.
“Meihui.”
Wen Hui's joy intoxicated the monster, while also stimulating his sensitive and fragile nerves. He embraced Wen Hui with his arms, and carried her to the sofa, holding her in his arms. He sat in a steady and proper posture, but his flesh and blood surged and wrapped around Wen Hui's legs, slowly rising, sinking her into the cotton-like scarlet.
“…Even if the smell can indeed cause some harm to alien species, the time limit is valid. And there’s no ruling that hungry monsters will devour all available food. So, it’s still safest to stay by my side! Huihui, now that the alien passage in the sky is open, many alien species will descend in the future. They’ve been living in resource-scarce alien worlds for a long time, and when they descend here, they’re bound to engage in fierce fighting. Potions won’t work at all!”
Wen Hui understood this logic. If the monster was really that easy to deal with, how could there be no progress after several months? She could only rely on the research institute to temporarily research something that could provide protection.
Just like vaccines under the influence of the epidemic, the effect of potions is even less than that of vaccines. Vaccinations at least increase the chances of not contracting the epidemic. However, potions can only have a temporary effect... Thinking of this, Wen Hui was suddenly overwhelmed by sorrow and helplessness, and could not help but hug the monster's strong waist tightly.
"Then you have to protect me!" Wen Hui pleaded.
The monster got the hug from his wife as he wished, and hugged her back tenderly, his small and dense kisses falling on her hair, his tone lingering and gentle.
"Meihui, stay by my side. I will definitely protect you."
Ever since she knew the person beside her was a monster, Wen Hui had been unwilling to be intimate with him in bed. Luckily, she had been well protected when the monster descended, and her moral conscience from the peacetime still existed. The bed she had slept on with Zheng Song was like a scale; if she were to be intimate with the monster on it, morality would condemn her.
Even though Zheng Song's death had nothing to do with her, she still couldn't get over the fact that she had accepted a monster in the bed where she and her husband had once made love.
The monster's kiss became more and more addictive and passionate.
He picked up Wen Hui and walked towards the bedroom. His handsome face showed deep love and pleading, and a sickening voice came out of his throat: "Hui Hui..." His eyes were blurred, and he stepped away from the sofa, revealing a hint of resentment: "Don't reject me again, okay? Hui Hui, we are husband and wife, I miss you... I want Hui Hui!"
Wen Hui's cheeks flushed red, and she tugged at his shirt in front of her chest, like a trembling flower that refused to bloom, shyly closing her flowery clothes. The faintly exposed crimson stamens reflected on her cheeks, making her indescribably beautiful and attractive.
Her voice was low and shy: "If you don't want to go to bed...just here!"
The monster froze for a moment, its honey-colored skin then erupted into a rich crimson. The scarlet flesh that had spread to the ground began to wriggle, unknowingly wrapping itself around Wen Hui's ankle. Like a giant python catching its prey, it gradually tightened its grip until Wen Hui cried out in surprise. The monster regained consciousness and immediately apologized, "Does it hurt? Huihui, I was wrong."
Then he turned around and carefully placed Wen Hui on the sofa.
The monster's gentle and shy face appeared in front of Wen Hui's eyes, and the rich scent of jasmine enveloped her. After the monster knew that she liked jasmine, he crushed the fallen petals in his flesh and blood one morning, making every inch of his skin stained with the light floral scent. Wen Hui was captured by the sweet smell entangled with the floral scent and the monster's exudes.
Under the monster's disgusting gaze, Wen Hui tilted her head back, her slender neck curved like a swan's, her cheeks flushed as if drunk, and the tenderness in her eyes made the monster's chest tremble. In the silent house, only the loud sound of "dong dong dong" could be heard, occasionally mixed with other strange noises.
Wen Hui gripped the monster's muscular arms with her trimmed, rounded nails and demanded in a trembling voice, "...from now on, we must do it here! Not on the bed." Facing the monster's puzzled gaze, she lied, "I don't like it..."
“I’ll listen to Huihui.” The monster’s lips fell on her sweaty forehead.
Wen Hui was very satisfied. She stroked the monster's cheek sincerely and praised him, "You are so kind..."
…
As Wen Hui awoke from her dark dream, she heard the sound of something squirming beside her. She opened her eyes and took a closer look, nearly screaming in surprise. The monster still had the features of a handsome man, its eyelids covering a pair of red eyes that shone with love, and its eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, giving off a sense of tranquility and gentleness.
——Ignore the scarlet flesh and blood all over his body.
No wonder my chest feels stuffy and I can't breathe! Wen Hui thought angrily, moving away a pool of flesh and blood that was thicker than a winter quilt covering her chest. Then she bent her knees and the slippery scarlet flesh rolled onto the bed.
"Huihui, where are you going?" The monster always kept his promise to protect his wife. He used his wife's rest time to catch food from other worlds. When he returned home to clean up, he was hit by the "Hope" potion. It was the time when he was most exhausted.
He raised his eyelids slightly, and his hand had already hooked Wen Hui's wrist.
A clingy and sticky feeling.
What Wen Hui lacked was the sense of security of being thought of all the time. She did not feel bothered. In her eyes, she saw the monster, who was drowsy but trying hard to keep his eyes open to see her clearly. The darkness amplified her sensitive emotions, and she felt a sense of being cherished.
She said softly, "I wanted to drink a glass of water. Did I wake you up? But your body was covering my chest, and I was almost suffocating. Never do this again... Go to sleep, I'll be back soon."
The monster was confused by Wen Hui's expression.
I am so happy that I am about to melt into water.
He stared longingly at Wen Hui as she left his sight, his scarlet flesh quietly separating into strands as she left. The flesh that possessed the man's body slowly closed its eyes and fell into a light sleep.
…
Wen Hui poured a cup of warm water to moisten her dry throat, then walked towards the bathroom.
The toilet had its own ventilation window, and behind it was a building next door. The rain had stopped after the hole in the sky had appeared, but there was still a rustling sound of knocking at the window. I was half asleep and didn't pay attention until a loud crashing noise was heard.
Wen Hui suddenly fell to the ground, overwhelmed by panic. A hot and fishy wind blew in from the broken window. She didn't dare to look back. The sudden change made her lose the strength to stand up. She supported herself on the ground with her hands and crawled out of the toilet.
She shouted loudly: "Come quickly!" Her voice was filled with tears. Her legs were entangled. Just when she was desperate, the man appeared in front of her. Wen Hui didn't care about her face. She crawled to his side with both hands, sobbing and shouting: "... There is a monster! There is a monster! I'm scared to death..."
With tears all over her face, Wen Hui hid behind the man, clutching his trouser legs tightly with both hands. The ground was cold, but the thing she was sitting on felt like a warm cotton blanket, gently wrapping her up.
A familiar, concerned voice rang in my ears: "Don't be afraid, Huihui. I'm here."
He told me many times not to be afraid.
It wasn't until this moment that Wen Hui truly realized how safe he was with her. She sobbed and hummed. She knew she had to stay away from the battlefield, but she didn't dare leave him even a step. She could only minimize her presence, wishing she could shrink into her flesh and blood.
“Meihui, close your eyes.”
The monster left behind a ball of flesh and blood that enveloped Wen Hui, creating a bubble-like space that enveloped his timid and fragile wife, creating a safe space for her. Then, with a cold gaze, he looked ahead. The ruined toilet was in ruins, and inside stood the monster that had just arrived.
He is of the same clan.
The man came forward.
The scarlet flesh and blood was like a sharp blade, creating a fierce whirlwind. He fought with the monster that coveted his flesh and blood.
Meanwhile, the cozy little house was being destroyed.
The furniture visible to the naked eye was shattered into pieces in the whirlwind stirred up by the monsters, only the crimson blood bubble wrapped around Wen Hui remained intact.
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