Chapter 113
[Aiya, there's nothing we can do about it.]
"Who told us to have so few people secretly working in the bookstore? We're too busy. Chen Zui's mission completion rate is so high, so this is a bad idea. When we have more people, I will definitely give him a generous compensation."
Aotian's leader sighed to his subordinates.
Subordinates: [But if Aotian knew, he probably wouldn't cooperate. He has a good relationship with his host.]
When the leader heard it say this, he realized that this was the case. In the last apocalyptic world, Aotian was so anxious that he wanted to make a scene. The previous reason could fool him once, but it probably wouldn't work a second time.
The leader pondered for a moment and said, "Let's change Aotian's data as well."
Subordinate: [What do you mean? ]
Leader: [Seal up these worlds and Chen Zui's memory data first, and return them to him when it's over. When he becomes human, I'll give Aotian all the best as compensation.]
Subordinate: [Understood.]
——
Before Chen Zui even opened his eyes, he heard the voice of the system in his head. It was a bit lively, but still in a tone: "Wake up, I am the system Aotian who is working with you. I am an excellent system that has worked with several hosts. I am considered your predecessor. But don't worry, I won't bully newcomers."
Chen Zui: [You are truly a conscientious and good system. I am lucky to be able to work with you.]
Aotian's tone rose considerably, and he seemed very happy to be coaxed: [You are not bad either. I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation.]
When Chen Zui opened his eyes, he realized that something was covering his face. It should be a white gauze. Everything outside was blurry and unclear through the gauze.
He smelled the fragrance.
Cold fragrance.
It makes people feel refreshed immediately.
You should be sitting in a chair.
The book we've come across is called "Don't Contradict the Cold Senior Brother." Senior Brother Wang Qianqiu is aloof and aloof, with a pure gaze. He's coveted by many of his fellow apprentices, who want to make him their concubine.
[Who exactly are we going to poke at? ]
Chen Zui still remembered that the task assigned to him by the Anchuan Bookstore was to be the top attacker. It sounded like Wang Qianqiu did not seem like a top attacker.
Aotian: [Now it’s time to test us.]
Chen Zui didn't really want to hear this. At the same time, he tried to move, but failed. He couldn't control his body.
Is it because we just arrived in this world and the data is not yet fully connected?
Aotian: [We have traveled into an unfinished novel, and this novel is a share purchase novel. The top character is still undecided.]
Chen Zui asked the crucial question: [Who should I poke at? What if I poke at the wrong person?]
Aotian said righteously: [Then consider it as you have one extra pout. ]
Chen Zui: ...
It was too casual for his expectations.
If that's the case, he'd rather make a mistake than miss out, so he might as well do it all.
It saves time and is guaranteed to be accurate.
Before he could continue thinking about this question, a figure appeared in front of him through the gauze. Chen Zui was secretly surprised that he didn't even know when and where this person came from?
By the way, this is a fantasy novel. The people here can fly into the sky, hide in the ground, call the wind and rain, and are omnipotent. They are not comparable to the fists and feet of my own world.
Chen Zui: [Then what is my identity? ]
Aotian: [Your identity... You will know it soon. ]
It kept the secret.
The veil on Chen Zui's head was also slowly lifted. He first saw the hand that lifted the veil, a fair and slender man's hand. The wide sky-blue sleeves of the robe were slightly piled back because the arm was raised, revealing the wrist. There was a circle of red on the wrist, which looked like a tree branch when you looked closely.
Next came a face that was extraordinary and beautiful, like the snow from heaven that had never been tainted by worldly dust.
Only a pair of eyes were too sharp.
Chen Zui's intuition told him that the other person should be Wang Qianqiu.
Aotian: [He's Wang Qianqiu, he's really good-looking. Why don't we pout him too? Hehehe~ Anyway, one more pout is one, two more pouts make a pair, this one doesn't make a difference.]
Aotian: [Since this book is a stock buying article, let's start a harem, hahahaha——]
Aotian was stunned after he finished speaking.
Eh? Why do I seem to have become a bad person?
Wang Qianqiu looked at Chen Zui. Chen Zui was his most perfect work, made by him personally. He found all kinds of natural treasures and used mechanical techniques to form this body.
His gaze stopped at Chen Zui's face.
This face had appeared in his dreams countless times. He didn't know who it was, he only remembered this face, a face without any flaws.
Wang Qianqiu raised his hand, put his index finger in front of his mouth and bit it.
Red blood flowed out, and he let it flow out until the blood gradually changed from red to gold, no longer dripping down but condensing into beads on his fingertips.
This is his precious blood.
Wang Qianqiu sent his blood and essence to Chen Zui's mouth. The soft flesh of Chen Zui's lips was pressed down a little under his fingers. Wang Qianqiu pinched Chen Zui's neck with his other hand and applied light force. Chen Zui's head tilted back slightly and his mouth opened at the same time.
She was very obedient and let him play with her.
It was as if he could do whatever he wanted to Chen in front of him.
Chen Zui couldn't even move his eyes: [I am a puppet? ]
Aotian: [To be precise, you are a puppet created by Wang Qianqiu. In the original novel, you are just a background character because Wang Qianqiu made one when he had nothing else to do.]
Chen Zui never thought that he, a living person, would one day become a puppet.
It feels very novel.
The moment Wang Qianqiu put that drop of blood into his mouth, Chen Zui felt a surge of blood in his body, as if he was coming back to life.
Wang Qianqiu's sharp eyes showed a little more expectation and liveliness.
He pinched Chen Zui's Adam's apple gently, and the drop of blood was swallowed by Chen Zui.
Like a drop of water falling into a well.
Chen Zui could even feel the ripples.
When Wang Qianqiu let go of his hand, a red mark was left on Chen Zui's neck. The skin was really delicate.
"Wake up."
Wang Qianqiu spoke, his voice also cold.
Chen Zui's eyes, which had been motionless, suddenly shook. Wang Qianqiu's calm surface was full of anticipation. The amplitude of his eye movement became larger and larger, followed by a blink of his eyelids. Then, the person on the chair suddenly went from stiff to lively. Only Wang Qianqiu, the "creator", could feel that subtle change.
This is the existence that he enlightened with his essence and blood.
He could feel everything Chen Zui felt.
Chen Zui raised his hand, clenched his five fingers together, and felt the strength of his body.
After confirming that he could indeed control this body, he looked at Wang Qianqiu.
Obviously, the other party was not within his range.
But Wang Qianqiu is the protagonist, he is powerful, and he is also the eldest disciple of the leader of the Zhuxian Sect. His status is precious on Zhuxian Island.
Someone who can be exploited.
He couldn't be like other dolls, which he made and then threw aside.
Besides, he has to fight off those fellow apprentices who covet him, and rely on Wang Qianqiu as his backer.
Chen Zui stood up, swayed a bit, and flapped his arms before he could stand firm.
After standing firm, he looked at Wang Qianqiu blankly.
Then he stretched out his hands towards Wang Qianqiu: "Hold me."
He is just a puppet with an empty head, how could he have any bad intentions?
This was the first time that Wang Qianqiu used his own blood and essence to enchant a puppet, so it was also the first time that he saw a puppet react like this.
He also made the puppet's body shape according to his dream. It was taller than him, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He dressed the puppet in a suit of clothes with both civil and military sleeves, and the light mithril armor showed its neatness. The red robe embroidered with gold was both noble and youthful.
His long black hair was tied up high, with a few small braids on one side, fastened with a silver buckle in front, and the hanging ends were decorated with colorful feathers and bells.
Gorgeous and exquisite, it suits that handsome face best.
Such a doll stretched out its arms to him to hug him. Wang Qianqiu hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward to support him.
Unexpectedly, the other party took the opportunity to move closer to his arms.
Chen Zui was also good at pretending to be ignorant, and he looked at Wang Qianqiu with his dark eyes.
Opening his mouth: "Mom."
Wang Qianqiu's pupils suddenly shrank.
Aotian: [Hahahahahaha burp…]
This host is so interesting! It likes it!
Wang Qianqiu had lived for hundreds of years and had never thought of being called "mother". The aloof senior brother blushed.
"I'm not your mother."
Chen Zui tilted his head, and the little bell at the end of his hair made a crisp sound. He looked puzzled.
Wang Qianqiu: "You should call me Master."
Chen Zui: "Master? Will you take care of me?"
Wang Qianqiu looked at the face leaning against his head. The eyes were pure and lively, and it was completely impossible to tell that it was a puppet. Perhaps it was because it was enlightened by his own essence and blood, this puppet was different from all the previous ones.
Smarter.
More human.
"Will you support me? Will you protect me? Will you be very good to me?"
Chen Zui asked a series of questions.
Wang Qianqiu: "I will."
Since I created him, these are my responsibilities.
"Then can I call you brother?" Chen Zui pointed to the other side of the room, where puppets of all shapes and sizes stood in two rows.
"I don't want to be like them."
He looked at Wang Qianqiu and said, "I want to be different from them. You should treat me differently from how you treat them."
Willful and domineering.
Wang Qianqiu was delighted that she had made such a perfect doll.
He is indeed different from them and deserves the best and most special treatment.
"good."
Chen Zui was finally satisfied. It seemed that Wang Qianqiu liked his work very much.
This is a good thing for him.
——
"Big Brother."
Someone is shouting outside.
Wang Qianqiu straightened Chen Zui who was leaning on his arms: "I'm going to go out for a while, you wait here for me."
Of course, Chen Zui would not really wait for him here. He went out not long after Wang Qianqiu left. The moment he walked out of the room, he was so shocked by the beautiful scenery in front of him that he stopped.
The mountains are like emerald jade, the waterfalls are like silk threads, the palace is in the sky, and the fairy birds are flying and circling.
It is worthy of being a novel with a fairy-tale background.
Living in a place like this, it feels like you can live for hundreds of years without practicing.
He walked forward casually, and a figure appeared from the white jade steps.
The two met eyes.
"Who are you?"
"You are also the eldest brother's puppet."
Liu Feiyun asked and answered himself, his eyes falling on Chen Zui's brow, where there was a golden thread pattern.
One of the rules of this world is that every doll must have this pattern to prove its non-human identity.
Chen Zui: [Is this one of the junior brothers who covets Qian Qiu? ]
Aotian: [Yes, that is, our reserve force.]
Liu Feiyun looked at Chen Zui. The dolls made by the senior brother were getting better and better. The one in front of him was so lifelike that it made him even more jealous.
Some non-human dolls can accompany the eldest brother all year round.
But he can't.
He came in front of Chen Zui and tried to pinch his face: "You are a puppet. You are not with the eldest brother, you are not in the room, and you are running around outside. What are you doing?"
He pinched Chen Zui's cheek, feeling the delicate skin and the warmth coming from it.
Almost indistinguishable from a real person.
Liu Feiyun let go of his hands in disgust. The more real these dolls looked, the more he hated them. He had a mean thought and wondered if his senior brother was using these dolls... as comfort.
Otherwise, he really would not have been lonely in these hundreds of years.
Chen Zui ran away as soon as he let go of his hand, the tassels on his black boots swaying.
Wang Qianqiu really dressed him up very exquisitely.
Liu Feiyun followed behind him and saw him run into Fuyunxuan where the eldest senior brother usually met with guests.
Meng Changqing was actually here too. The two looked at each other with a hint of hostility.
Chen Zui had already run to Wang Qianqiu like a ball of fire and hugged him.
Looking up, pitiful: "Brother, he pinched me."
The finger marks on his cheek were still clearly visible.
Liu Feiyun:!
He didn't expect that a puppet would actually complain, but the word "brother" made both him and Meng Changqing look puzzled.
The eldest brother actually allowed this puppet to call him brother.
Aotian: [Host, this will give the reserve troops a bad impression of you.]
Chen Zui: [It doesn't matter. Let them know how important I am to Wang Qianqiu first.]
Wang Qianqiu's aura became even colder.
He looked at Liu Feiyun.
Liu Feiyun: "Big Brother, I didn't pinch him. It was just the first time I saw such a real puppet. I was curious and didn't use any strength. I didn't expect him to..."
He really couldn't say that a puppet's skin was so delicate, especially since the puppet was a man.
Meng Changqing: "Third Junior Brother, we are never allowed to touch the puppets of the eldest senior brother. How could you forget such an important thing? Could it be that you didn't take it to heart?"
Liu Feiyun glared at the guy who was taking advantage of the situation and trying to sow discord.
He had no choice but to bow and admit his mistake to Wang Qianqiu.
Chen Zui glanced at Meng Changqing: [He too?]
Aotian: [Yes, there are four in total. The second oldest, Meng Changqing, has a handsome appearance but a green tea personality. He covets Qian Qiu's position as the eldest brother and also covets Qian Qiu.]
The third oldest, Liu Feiyun, has an evil appearance and a dark personality. He is determined to imprison Wang Qianqiu and make her his plaything.
[The fifth-ranked Mo Xingchen is actually a member of the demon clan. He has a handsome appearance and a proud personality. He clearly wishes Wang Qianqiu could step on his head, but he always ignores Wang Qianqiu.]
The last one is Junior Brother Yu Hong. His true identity is the first puppet created by Wang Qianqiu. Currently hiding his identity, he has a love-hate relationship with Wang Qianqiu. He hates him for abandoning him, but he also loves him to the point of being unable to extricate himself. He has an androgynous face.
Aotian finished his introduction.
Wang Qianqiu: "Since you admit your mistake, you should accept the punishment."
Liu Feiyun gritted his teeth: "Yes!"
Wang Qianqiu took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and the red ring on his wrist turned into a long whip in the shape of a branch.
He whipped Liu Feiyun with an expressionless face, which was really intimidating.
Chen Zui: [He's so cruel, and these people still want to pick on him?]
Aotian: [Maybe it’s because he’s too cruel.]
With just one whip, Liu Feiyun's face turned pale. This whip only hit his soul, and no wound could be seen on his body.
There is no one in the entire Zhuxian Sect who is not afraid of Wang Qianqiu's whip.
Wang Qianqiu put away the whip and stood with his hands behind his back: "Without rules, there will be no order."
Liu Feiyun was sweating: "Big Brother is right."
Afterwards, Liu Feiyun reported why he came there and then left.
Meng Changqing went with him, so he was his second senior brother after all, so he should be taken care of for the sake of face.
On the way down the mountain.
Meng Changqing: "Big Brother's new doll is a little special."
The flowing clouds and flying energy were so strong that their facial features were distorted.
Meng Changqing: "With such an exquisite puppet here, who else can the eldest brother fall in love with?"
He sighed.
——
When only Chen Zui and Wang Qianqiu were left, Wang Qianqiu looked at Chen Zui's face.
"Does it still hurt?"
Chen Zui tilted his cheek and said, "Brother, blow on me and it won't hurt."
Wang Qianqiu, who had just sneered at people with a cold face, now blew gently on Chen Zui's cheek.
"You will be naughty in the future."
"I'll whip you too."
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