nycdaug Chapter 409 As for work, just share it with others and it'll be fine.
Chapter 409 As for work, just share it with others and it'll be fine.
“Come on.” She also wanted to know what he wanted to do to her using a little trickery.
Lying on that precious chair, Huangwu blinked at Miya Xing, looking docile and surrendering.
I wonder what mischief they're up to this time.
Cast aside distractions and focus your attention.
There is a subtle "counter-resistance" between the Scroll Masters of the Quark Clan and the Dark Clan. There is a big difference between inputting Scroll Mastery into the Dark Clan and strengthening the magic of teammates.
The large amount of data wasted during the input process caused Huangwu to frown slightly, but her overall expression was still relatively relaxed. Miya Xing couldn't tell whether this action had caused her any pain.
"how do you feel?"
Theoretically, no unexpected events should occur.
Whether according to common sense or according to the instructions in the manual.
But long after the energy transfer ended, she remained silent and made no move.
"Oh, it's good."
His hand was reaching for the potion when his wrist was caught halfway. She belatedly answered him, then questioned him:
"It seems you've smuggled something in that wasn't in the agreement."
"Have it?"
"Yes, Miya Xing, classmate." She said with a half-smile, almost squeezing out the word "classmate" through gritted teeth.
The way he addressed her was so ancient that he turned his head away, avoiding her gaze: "What did you see?"
"Oh, it's nothing, it's just you and me confessing our feelings to each other." He turned his head and stared at his face for a while, making Mi Yaxing want to look in the mirror and wash his face before coming over.
"Hiss, would I really do something like that?"
There was no cause or effect, only the scene of her seducing him and confessing her feelings.
Even if it's about using them, isn't the sacrifice a bit too much?
"Why do I feel..." that it's genuine?
For the first time since she learned that he came from another time, Huangwu felt curious about that other time.
"Memory is not fake."
"Of course I know. It's hard to make up a story if such a corny way of confessing your love actually works, unless it really happened."
Her straightforward disdain was undisguised, and Mi Yaxing pursed her lips, wanting to offer some excuse for herself.
"Okay, 'she' and I are not the same person." She decided it was better not to know what retro things she might have done with a country bumpkin, and to distance herself from the relationship cleanly and decisively.
"Are you sure?" Her reaction was unexpected. She deliberately ignored the burning sensation in her ears. Miya Xing kindly reminded him, "It seems you have something to do later."
As expected, she didn't focus her gaze on Miya Xing, thus missing an opportunity to tease him:
"Actually, I've always had a vague feeling that I am 'her,' that we are the same person, that it must be another version of myself possessing this one!"
From initially stumbling over her words to later speaking with increasing fluency and conviction, Mi Yaxing chuckled: "Shall we start now?"
He really wanted to see her again, after she had remembered everything.
“No, let’s start later,” his gaze was so intense for a moment that Huangwu frowned and selectively ignored it. “It’ll be better if you’re not in a good mental state and your will is weak in the middle of the night, so I can take advantage of you when you’re vulnerable.”
She spoke so bluntly that Miya Xing nodded: "Yes, I will stay up all night."
"Not just at night, you need to be out and about during the day too. You're the most free here." Like all bosses, when the words "free" or "not busy" come out in conversation, it usually means that there's something for you to do. "Perfect timing. I have something for you to do now. Go tell Mr. Carrington not to notify the Dark Emperor."
The Empress is always holding her breath; when she finds out, she either holds a meeting or gets into a fight. She's exhausted and doesn't want to deal with this matter for the time being.
"Also, tell other people who come to me that they should make their own decisions. If they can't make a decision, they should contact Mr. Carrington or Xiao Jinzhao. What they say is the same as what I say."
Every day, he would bother her with trivial matters.
She rattled off a long list, all of which involved delegating tasks to others.
“They’re too busy, so you can decide for yourself. For those you can easily crush, just use mind reading; for those you can put in a little effort, use your brain.” Oh, he’s an elder; he’ll definitely handle these trivial matters without any problem.
Why did it take her so long to think of that?
It's such a waste to leave such a valuable, high-quality, free workforce unutilized! Absolutely wasteful!!
Miya Star hesitated: "Then you..."
"I've been working too long, I need a break!"
I stretched and left, then thought of something else:
"These days, I'm avoiding going to the border area between Heilongjiang and Kuaidi as much as possible, and I'm also staying home as much as possible."
Estimate one or two: "In a month, the time may be longer or shorter, in short, there will be more fluorescent green spots in the sky. These spots are inseparable from quark stars, and when they fall down and enter the body, they will affect the movement of the vortex."
When the Destians die, they turn into specks of light, which will fly towards their home planet no matter where they are.
"Is something going to happen to Destian?"
She spoke with absolute certainty.
This information is not something that the Dark Clan can easily access.
Without a doubt, the content comes from the future seen by the Elf Lord.
"Their planet has a barrier, which is used only as a last resort when invaders invade," she explained briefly. "The barrier covers the entire planet, and only elders can activate it, which requires a lot of energy."
"After the barrier is activated, the coordinates of Destian Star will be difficult to locate with magic, and non-pure-blooded members of the race will be unable to enter the planet."
She pointed to the sky: "The residual energy of these dead Destians is drifting around the Quark race. It's already impure before it even leaves the Quark race."
At first, their home planet accepted them and provided them with directions home. However, when their energy became impure, they lost their connection to their home planet, which was isolated by a barrier, and naturally fell from the sky above Quark Star.
Not everyone's energy is either well-adapted to or absolutely repelled by any other energy.
Just as exposure to aurora radiation can cause infection, Destian's "fluorescence," which is mixed with other energies, will also cause adverse reactions among the inhabitants of Quark Star upon contact and absorption.
"I see."
"Don't worry so much. People don't leave much energy behind when they die. If you accidentally get it, you'll only feel uncomfortable for a couple of days at most." Seeing that his expression was off, Huangwu offered a weak word of comfort and yawned, "I'm going to conserve my energy."
"Alright, the seal on the vault has been changed back to the one you're familiar with, no need to bang on the door."
He wasn't worried about himself.
Looking out the window, everything seemed the same as usual. For a long time, he didn't see even a single point of energy stumbling and drifting in the sky, searching for direction.