Chapter 61
Not long ago in the Dragon World, Finks asked Qianxing to pretend to be his spouse in order to deal with the doubts of the Elders' Council. However, on the day of the trial, there was considerable chaos. Qianxing took Li Jue out of the sub-world early as agreed.
After that, he and Finks had no contact except for inviting each other to visit the sick little system in recent days, and he had long forgotten about the fake marriage.
...Bringing it up again at this time seems premeditated.
The Sea Monster King finally understood that this person was discussing official business under the guise of discussing it, but his mind was not on it at all.
Rational thinking is rational thinking, but looking at the handsome face so close to me and listening to the meaningful tone in my ears, something still becomes uncontrollable.
The sea water in the wooden house's barrier was completely still, but at this moment it seemed as if there was a breeze blowing, and a hot and ambiguous atmosphere spread to every corner of the room.
Finks knelt on the bed with one leg, almost tucking him into his shadow. "Why aren't you talking? Or do you prefer 'dear' to this?"
The Ocean Monarch's patience was limited, but the cub's room was right next door, and he was worried about making any noise and waking the cub, so he had to reach out to stop the man from getting too far. "Have you cleaned up your mess yet?"
Finks reacted for a moment and realized that he was talking about the follow-up to the riot in the Elders' Church that day.
Thinking of those disgustingly rotten and stubborn old creatures, the tyrant's face darkened for a moment, then he calmed down and said, "I didn't realize you cared so much about me."
Qian Xing pushed hard, her arms already covered in fish scales. She said indifferently, "Just pretend I didn't say anything."
"It's too late." Finks chuckled, "I'm touched that you think of me like this."
Qian Xing no longer wanted to say a word to him.
His fingertips condensed a piece of ice that was completely different in thickness and hardness from the one he had used on Li Jue before. He raised his hand and stabbed it at Finks, but the latter had expected this and countered it.
The strength of the Sea Monster King is also ranked among the top in the entire infinite space. If he fights seriously, he will not be at a disadvantage.
Therefore, every time they have a close contact, Finks has to balance between whether the other party is being hypocritical and wanting to kill him or really wants to kill him.
He really couldn't guess whether he would be kissed passionately or killed in a bloody battle if he got close to her.
The tyrant was full of bloodthirsty challenges, and the more so, the more fascinating it was to him.
Although it was difficult to strike a balance in his interactions with the Siren King, fortunately, up to this moment, he had made the right bet every time.
This time, which one will it be?
Finks grabbed Qian Xing's wrist with one hand and clamped his chin with the other, and was about to step forward -
Crunch.
“Brother, I…”
The sticky, sleepy little voice broke the extremely sticky atmosphere.
The adults let go of each other as if they had been electrocuted. Qian Xing was so frightened that she almost kicked Finks off the bed. Fortunately, the latter reacted quickly and stepped back in time, so that no inappropriate scenes were performed in front of the minors.
"...Huh?" The little cub, not knowing what he had disturbed, sounded quite confused. "Why do I have two brothers?"
He held a pillow that was a little too big for his body in one hand and rubbed his eyes with the other. When his vision became clearer, he looked up again, and his expression changed from surprise to joy.
"Oh!" The baby said in a baby voice, "I know, brother and brother, are you kissing?"
Adults: “…”
Qian Xing's mask of calm was about to break. Finks, maintaining a stiff fake smile, walked over quickly, picked up Li Jue, and ruffled the cub's hair as the latter let out a small cry due to the pillow falling off. "What are you doing up at this time of night, huh?"
The cub's attention was easily diverted. Remembering his purpose, he pointed at the dragon's small belly under his pajamas and said, "I'm hungry!"
As if to prove what he said was true, the baby's stomach made a loud rumbling sound.
Qian Xing lifted the quilt and got out of bed, tidying up her long hair that was messed up by the pressure.
Fortunately, the blood and breath of the siren are not as difficult to control as those of humans. He looked calm and not panicked at all: "Let's go to the kitchen to see if there is anything else."
Finks was quite surprised. He thought that with Qian Xing's personality, she would blame the kid for not eating well at night instead of just pampering him.
Or maybe he's just eager to escape the awkward situation of being alone.
He thought that being able to make the almighty ocean monarch feel "fear" meant that he was slightly better than the others.
Qian Xing casually took a bunch of tiny algae with glowing leaves from the vase on the bedside table and used it as a hairband to tie up her long hair.
Finks had never seen him with this hairstyle before, and followed behind to watch with great interest.
"Mimi." The little cub in his arms tugged at his clothes to attract his attention.
"Um?"
Li Jue pointed at Qian Xing, very surprised: "Brother Yaoyao, the braid!"
Finks chuckled, "Yeah, I saw that too."
"Brother will get a tattoo too." Li Jue looked at him expectantly, "Then, give the baby a tattoo!"
Finks followed his gaze and looked down at himself, only to find that all three of them had long hair, although the colors were different.
It’s hard not to have the visual sense of a family of three.
He imagined the scene of three people appearing in front of everyone with the same hairstyle, and laughed himself to himself.
Qian Xing stopped and asked: "What are you laughing at?"
Because to Finks, the look wasn't friendly;
Because Li Jue was there, his tone was not harsh.
Dalong and Xiaozai looked at each other and said in unison: "Secret."
Seeing them joining forces so quickly to unite against a common enemy, the Sea Monster King felt subtly jealous. He snorted, half puzzled and half displeased, and turned his head away.
When the person in front turned around, the two behind started muttering again:
"What hairstyle is good?"
"Hmm... tug tug!"
"For you?"
"For Brother Yaoyao. The kid wants, um, um, two!"
"You can also tie two."
"It has to be high."
"Twintails?"
"right!"
"Then I..."
"Mimi, pigtails!"
Everything is arranged clearly.
Finks agreed, but in his mind he imagined the three of them changing into the hairstyles that the baby expected, and he almost laughed to death.
Forget it, let’s just do it all on the little guy, otherwise the angry Siren King will tear down the palace.
Qian Xing felt even more upset when she heard them whispering to each other.
When the small system comes to the ocean world, it should be the closest to itself... no, the most familiar to itself.
As a result, as soon as this guy came, the cub seemed to be snatched away.
But in fact, it was he who invited the other party over because of the unhappy Li Jue.
The appearance of Finks did solve this problem - why was he unhappy again?
…Anyway, it’s all that dragon’s fault.
Qian Xing didn't want to be sentimental, so she jumped to conclusions and silently took note of Finks.
*
This wooden house, specially customized for Li Jue, comes with a large kitchen, which makes it convenient to prepare delicious meals for the small system in different ways every day.
Finks had just put the cub down when he heard footsteps at the door.
They turned around and saw Ling Xi lying behind the door with an apologetic look on her face: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, sir, I didn't take good care of Juejue."
He was talking about the fact that Li Jue hadn't finished his dinner, which was always Ayaki's job to supervise.
The monarch waved his hand: "It's time to change things up."
He didn't know what Li Jue liked. He had bought him desserts in the Dragon World and he loved them, so he made sweets for every meal these days.
The sweetness was so high that even people who love sweet things would get tired of it. Although my son didn't ask for anything else to eat, it was really hard for him to swallow.
Strictly speaking, the small system no longer has a physiological need to eat, and the feeling of hunger is a residual perception of being a human being; in fact, Li Jue is just greedy.
Well, it’s time to do something else.
Qian Xing was about to call the old butler, but Finks stopped him: "Let me do it."
Qian Xing didn't react: "...what's coming?"
Finks said as a matter of course: "Cooking."
Qian Xing looked incredulous: "You can cook?"
Finks knew there was no need to be proud of such a small thing, but he still couldn't help but say: "I am much more omnipotent than you think, dear."
Qian Xing looked at Li Jue who had already run over to pull Ling Xi over, and she endured it and didn't do anything in front of the children.
"If you continue to be rude," he stared coldly at the red-gold dragon pupil of Phinks, "you will also be able to enjoy the courtesy of being a guest of honor in the Sea Serpent Cave."
Finks smiled happily. "Massage? I haven't relaxed in a long time. Okay, let's not talk about this. The little one must be starving. Where's the apron?"
How could the Sea Monster King, who had never done housework, know such kitchen chores? Fortunately, Ling Xi came to the rescue. The boy, who used to be a little servant on the Golden Dragon's starship, looked around, took down the apron from the hook behind the door according to the consensus on the placement of items, and handed it over.
The apron was a little tight for Finks's tall figure, but it worked.
The man put it on, gathered up his long hair that was tucked behind his collar, and imitated Qian Xing's previous behavior, breaking off a piece of decorative seaweed and tying it up high. Then he looked at Qian Xing, who was full of suspicion, and said, "Your Majesty, could you please move your precious fingers to help me?"
Qian Xing didn't understand what was going on, so Finks simply turned around and pointed at the two loose straps behind his waist.
Even if Ling Xi came, even Li Jue could reach it.
I just have to look for him.
Qian Xing always felt that Finks's action was some kind of prank, but facing the baby's expectant gaze (for eating), she still couldn't say no.
He secretly made up his mind that if this dragon took the opportunity to say something unnecessary or do something unnecessary, even if Li Jue and Ling Xi were still here, he would definitely stretch his muscles.
Fortunately, until he really got close and tied the knot with his fingers skillfully, Finks stood there obediently and let him move, and was perfectly silent.
Qianxing is shorter than Finks, especially at this moment with her head lowered. The latter's high ponytail sways in front of her eyes like a cat toy.
Although sirens wouldn't consider themselves cats.
In order to facilitate entering the water and swimming, the Tyrant traveled light today, wearing only the most basic black top.
Before entering the kitchen, he took off his pajamas and changed back into this one. The thin and smooth material perfectly outlined his bulging but not exaggerated muscles, and his hormones were so surging that it was hard to ignore.
What is even more difficult to ignore is the high heat radiating from the dragon's blood.
The scales are obviously cold, so why do they turn into heat when they come into contact with the equally cold sea water?
The inhabitants of different sub-worlds varied greatly in structure, not to mention the leaders of each world. How could he know what was going on with these guys with horns and wings?
Qian Xing was a little distracted by the burning sensation that was as close as a flame. When she finally pulled the rope tight at both ends, she lost control of the force and made Finks hiss.
For some reason, he suddenly remembered the kiss that was interrupted by the cub... maybe it was a kiss.
If Li Jue hadn't had the accident, would he have let him continue?
He doesn't know.
It's not that they haven't had any affairs, but most of them happened during the most intense moments - some during fighting, some during sex.
In those moments, kisses aren't emotionally soothing but pure catharsis, whether it's an outlet for power or something else.
The kiss between him and him should not happen when the two of them are calm and sober.
Qian Xing didn't think about it any further and retreated to a safe distance with his hands down.
"Thanks."
Finks didn't know what he was thinking. He turned around and glanced at him mischievously, but didn't say much.
The man took out the necessary kitchen utensils and seasonings with familiarity, and it seemed that he was not bragging when he said he could cook.
In the eyes of the kids, it was just a friendly act of mutual help between adults, without any extra meaning.
Qian Xing hopes so.
The kitchen is well stocked with ingredients, even if few of them would appear on Dragon's menu.
Finks' cooking pace was as vigorous as he was. He soon served several dishes with light taste and rich nutrition, which were just right for little ones.
Li Jue's tableware is all specially made for babies. After being polished and polished, the clam shells show a light golden color, and small pear flowers are carved on them. Even the handle of the spoon is engraved with a smiling face.
Ling Xi hadn't originally planned to eat, but as she watched, her stomach growled and she lowered her head in embarrassment.
Li Jue enthusiastically pushed his clamshell bowl to him.
Good friends should share food. This is what my father taught me.
He originally hoped that his two brothers could join in the midnight snack, but the adults all refused.
The cub was worried at first that they had a bad relationship, but then he remembered the kiss he saw when he was half asleep - the brothers must be very close, so there is no need to worry!
Finks leaned against the sink with his arms folded, Qianxing stood beside him, and they both looked at the two little ones.
The big bosses who make a living by killing people never knew before that just watching others eat can bring them great satisfaction.
Rather than eating their own, the children preferred to share the same clam shell, so they didn't take any extra bowls or plates.
Sometimes the younger one would get food on his cheeks, and the older one would put down his spoon and wipe his face with a napkin first.
Li Jue is a child with a very good personality, but after all, he is young and deeply loved, so he occasionally shows a little bit of arrogance in front of his parents.
But he especially listened to Ling Xi, even though the latter followed his advice most of the time.
Whenever there is a disagreement, such as when the child is picky about food, Ling Xi just needs to put down the spoon and look at him quietly, or at most say "Jue Jue", and the little guy will immediately obey and pick up the spoon to eat with big mouthfuls.
He deliberately added the sound effects of "woooo woooo" and secretly glanced at Ling Xi from time to time, strongly expressing his intention of "I ate well", "I did well", and "I was very good".
And they were all delivered to Ayaka.
The boy will show an expression that says "I really can't do anything about you" and "You're so cute again."
The two adults also often deeply understand this point: the baby is really a little guy who makes people unable to help but hold him in the palm of their hands and love him.
But Ling Xi's way of expressing himself was different from that of adults. He would blink slowly, then solemnly touch the curl at the end of Li Jue's hair and say, "Okay, eat."
The temporary guardians thought that even if Li Jue's real parents came, their words might not be as effective as Ling Xi's.
However, what kind of parents can raise such a sweetheart who is loved by everyone?
But no one talked about Li Jue's parents.
They had a vague feeling—the sensitivity that was required of those in important positions in the infinite space—that the topic was an absolute taboo.
Qian Xing whispered another question: "Xiao Ling, who is she?"
Not to mention why the small system listens to him so much, Ling Xi is definitely not an ordinary NPC just by the fact that she can enter and exit Finks and her own sub-world freely.
Finks narrowed his eyes and looked at the boy who was drinking egg drop soup. "Do you think he can hear every word of our discussion now?"
This seemingly plausible sentence has too many hidden meanings. The most obvious one is that it implies that Ayaka has extraordinary authority.
Infinite Space has a very classic management structure:
The Creator God, whose true appearance is rarely seen, holds the absolute supreme original and ultimate power. Even the top-level center in public is just a tool to extend His power.
Under the central hub, there are hundreds of systems in charge of different specific matters, such as Li Jue, who specifically sets KPIs for the big bosses of each sub-world, and the guidance type assigned to players.
The job levels of the systems are exactly the same, with no distinction between superiors and subordinates.
After the arrival of the "Great Chaos", the system is refreshed as frequently as the players. More and more complicated new employees will inevitably require more guidance. This is why countless system assistants, also known as momos, are necessary.
As for the division of each sub-world, it is even simpler and more crude. The big boss has the final say and can appoint small bosses at will. He can also arrange high school and junior NPCs as needed to create the most comfortable and ideal sub-world for himself.
Based on obeying the central command, their authority within the scope of their respective sub-worlds is close to infinite.
And the most special group of beings, the rules and gameplay of the entire infinite space are created for them, and they are also the only variables - players.
In addition to these basic positions, there are also some secret free positions in the infinite space.
There is no unified division standard, no precise work content, no exact scope of power. It is omnipresent and omnipotent.
They are not coordinated by the central government, but belong to the Lord God's private forces. They obey His orders and are responsible to Him. All communication is point-to-point, and outsiders have no way of knowing.
The identities of the free-lancers are extremely secret. No one knows their specific appearance or names. Even the existence of this position itself is just an "urban legend" in infinite space.
The Siren King and the Golden Dragon both suspected that Ling Xi was very likely one of them.
There was no benefit in digging deeper into the Free Post. Finks didn't want to cause himself trouble, so he sighed ambiguously: "Maybe it's just a Momo who has learned to transform into a physical form."
The system cub is so small that it needs a system assistant to take care of its daily life, which is reasonable.
Qian Xing understood that he didn't want to talk about it, so she cooperated and changed the subject.
In fact, compared to whether Ling Xi is a free guard or not, they know that there is a bigger mystery in front of them: How important is Li Jue, who is closely guarded by the free guard directly under the Lord God?
To put it more bluntly: What is the relationship between Li Jue and "Him" - who is he to "Him"?
But no one would ask.
The truth is probably too harsh and heavy, but at least before it comes, they still hope that the baby is just a child who loves to laugh and act coquettishly and calls "brother" sweetly.
But Finks had something else to say.
The cubs sitting across the table were wearing pajamas of similar colors and styles. Ling Xi's was a spotted lynx with a tuft of pointed black hair on the ears on the hat; Li Jue's was a little dragon cub with golden fur.
The real dragon had already noticed the familiar look of the latter, and now he finally took the opportunity to ask, "Did you choose the little one's pajamas?"
“…”
Qian Xing knew very well that no matter what she said now, the other party would find a way to make use of the situation, so the best response was silence.
Finks leaned back on the platform with both hands, tilted his head to the side with a half-smile, and spoke in a low voice with a hint of tenderness: "If you like dragon cubs so much, why didn't you tell me earlier? If you really want to give birth to offspring for me, I am happy to serve you."
The two teasing names rolled down his tongue for a moment, but he wisely swallowed them back; if he disturbed the kids' meal now, wouldn't it be a waste of the food he had cooked? He absolutely couldn't do that.
Qian Xing gave him a cold look and said, "I'd be happy to kill you right now."
Finks found that he was becoming more and more proficient in grasping the ignition point of Qian Xing's anger, and changed the subject in time.
He stood up straight, his expression becoming serious. "By the way, tell me, what exactly is this 'salt'?"
Qian Xing frowned.
After being so busy joking around all day, I almost forgot the most important reason for calling Finks over.
He raised his hand, and a gently swaying film of water rose in the barrier where the water was originally still, like a curtain blocking the sound of adults' conversation.
Then, Qianxing replayed the call that he had previously heard in the unconscious cub's mind to Finks.
Finks touched his chin and said, "Don't you think this voice is familiar?"
Qian Xing: "I thought so at first, but it was too vague. I just felt like I had heard it before, but I couldn't remember where or when."
Finks pondered, "Let Mephistopheles listen too. That kid doesn't seem reliable. After all, back then..."
Qian Xing shook her head: "I tried to contact him, but couldn't. I can feel that he is still here with me. I don't know what he is doing with my employees."
"You found him first?" Finks was inexplicably unhappy. "It seems I wasn't His Majesty's first choice."
Qian Xing: “Is this important?”
"What are you comparing?" Finks said, "Aren't you going to go find him? Aren't you afraid he might do something to your employees?"
Qian Xing's answer was as cold as he was: "No more, just recruit another one."
Finks stared at him for a few seconds, then laughed: "How ruthless."
They are all small bosses. For the tyrant, Lin Wang, Lida and others are members of his starship, part of the Golden Dragon family, and his real family without blood ties.
But to the Ocean Monarch, Wannian is just an ordinary subordinate. He rarely even reports on his work on weekdays and can be replaced by any newcomer with strong working ability and sense of responsibility at any time.
At this point, they can't understand each other, nor do they need to.
Just then, someone knocked on the water curtain.
The tyrant was a little unhappy that their private space was disturbed, but when he turned around and saw that it was Li Jue, the blame in his heart immediately disappeared.
The little cub was lying on the water curtain, letting the water gently caress its face and having fun.
After realizing that his parents had noticed him, he curled his eyes and mouthed: "Sister Huahua!"
The two looked outside the water curtain and saw Feihua kneeling on one knee waiting, obviously having something to report.
Qian Xing removed the water curtain, pulled Li Jue to her side, and scratched the little guy's chin like a cat. She lowered her eyes to look at his comfortable little face, and said to Fei Hua, "Get up. What's the matter?"
The maid's pearl veil trembled nervously.
"Concentric communication: Signs of activity have been detected at the Bokanger volcano. It's much more intense than before. There's a possibility..."
She swallowed and uttered the two words with a trembling voice.
"--recovery."
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