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She had only ever seen Xing and Qiong combine their powers to do this; if it were anyone else, this would never have happened.
Although it was indeed more comfortable than she could have imagined, it was just too shameful!
and……
On March 7th, the cricket curled up like a shrimp, adjusted its posture, and carefully lifted a corner of the sheet to let the bright moonlight shine into the enclosed space.
With her rosy cheeks, she struggled to open her hazy eyes, trying to seal herself away forever under the covers, and mumbled through her pursed lips:
"How to do?"
"Is she pregnant?"
……
Two hours have passed since the disintegration, in the next room.
"It shouldn't be a one-shot kill, right?"
Xing pulled out a new set of blankets from the room and was rolling around on the bed, repeatedly wrapping herself and Qiongzai up like spring rolls and then unwrapping them.
Completely oblivious to the slime's deformation every second during its tumbling.
"You still have the mind to think about such nonsense? Think about how to appease Ah Qi."
Qiong buried her head in Xing's delicate gray hair, gently inhaling the fragrance of the young girl's body and hair.
"What do you mean by 'a mess'? If this is... well, it's history."
Xing revealed an expression of enjoyment as a body fragrance, which she couldn't smell herself but Qiongzai could, filled her nostrils.
As expected of the master, his body scent is so pleasant!
"Making history, huh...?"
Qiong's expression was subtle, speechless and choked with emotion.
how to say?
It can be considered a variation of the double-slit experiment.
The process remains the same: the electron transmitter emits a large number of electrons, which pass through the slit and eventually reach the detection screen.
However, this time the electron was only in a particle state. What changed was the device of the slit and the detection screen. At the moment the electron passed through the slit, the testing device underwent quantum collapse, turning from one into two.
A large number of electrons randomly separated and hit the two detection screens.
Because of the special relationship between the two separate detection screens and the previous superposition detection screen in the macroscopic world, they both return to the superposition state normally.
In other words, if it results in a virgin pregnancy, it's like seeing a ghost.
"It's not that easy."
Physiologically speaking, Xing and Qiong are not normal humans, and as for March 7th... it's hard to say. In short, even if they were made into cream puffs, the chances of them giving birth to fertilized eggs are not high.
"That's a real shame."
Xing met the dead fish eyes that were being glared at him and said awkwardly, "Just kidding."
"Don't worry, I've already merged with Aqi, so how could I not understand Aqi's thoughts? Once her shyness passes, Qiongzai, you can launch a night raid on her."
The Star Core Spirit revealed a sly look in its eyes, like Zhuge Xingming wearing a turban, offering advice to 'itself'.
"of course."
Suddenly, Xing changed the subject, "Before that, you have to serve me well."
Don't get me wrong, "serving" here doesn't refer to a specific activity in bed, but rather to everyday life, including opening treasure chests, access to new items, weapon girls, and so on.
"Ah Xing, Ah Xing, I misjudged you. You actually betrayed your best friend like that. I'm going to report you to Ah Qi later."
"Hey, you're turning your back on me, aren't you?"
Sometimes they whisper sweet nothings to each other like lovers in the throes of passion, sometimes they bicker like twins, and occasionally they insult each other like best friends who grew up together.
It is a feeling that transcends love and intimacy; it is the most perfect feeling between partners, where they are perfectly integrated and intertwined.
After vying for the top spot on each other's legs for a while, Qiong and Xing embraced each other and slowly fell asleep.
……
As time moved slightly forward, the entire fifth floor of Yichen Inn was booked by Shence Mansion for the train crew to stay in, and they would later be rewarded with a large villa courtyard.
Compared to the contributions of the Starry Sky, the Train Group, and Li Sushang and others in defeating the Annihilation Lord and saving the Immortal Ship, a few properties, even the highest-grade villas, are nothing more than a drop in the ocean, or even insignificant.
I should be able to move there in a couple of days.
Hata, who had already agreed to join the Star Train, will temporarily stay at the inn with the others.
In the dark room, five or six projected virtual screens emitted a pale blue, technological glow. A petite figure sat on the bed, her fingers flying across the virtual keyboard.
As the clock approached midnight, for mercenaries and hackers who often stayed up all night reading comics and playing games, worked in bars that only opened at night, and frequently went out to cause trouble late at night, this was just the beginning of their nightlife.
Haitu uses a computer powered by a super quantum processor.
The gift that Qiong gave her upon joining the group.
Given Hate Rabbit's personality, she wouldn't accept such an expensive gift so easily.
but……
"We'll be partners from now on."
"Don't be polite. This thing is valuable, but it's nothing to me. I have a rich woman supporting me."
This quantum computer was a gift from Estádio.
Haitu wasn't sure if the second half of the statement was true or false, but she was certain that Qiong might be a rich guy, and besides, no hacker could refuse a high-performance supercomputer!
When Haha Rabbit saw the computer's high-frequency computing speed, its eyes lit up.
Is this the technological power of the interstellar age?
That's incredible!
Compared to this thing, its own 'Rabbit' processor is practically garbage from a recycling center, and Hacker is so envious it's practically undergoing plasmolysis.
Since Qiong had said that, she no longer held back.
As expected of another lover from the same body, I, Brownie, acknowledge you!
After accepting the gift, Hacker Rabbit went back to the room he had prepared for himself, connected to the StarNet and AppleNet, and began to familiarize himself with this world, gather intelligence, and understand the differences between the StarNet and his hacking skills.
He also gave Brownie, who was behind the scenes, a lecture on some hacking techniques.
"My other self, are you alright? I've felt something was off about you since earlier..."
Data streamed down the screen like a waterfall, and the fingers that were typing on the virtual keyboard stopped. Haitu muttered to himself with concern.
I'm fine.
However, when Qiong's sexual desire is high, it will affect the consciousness in her other bodies, since these bodies are not clones, but Qiong's own bodies.
[By the way, what are you planning to do on your end? Is it really okay for you to stay away from your body for so long?]
Brownie minimized his mental connection with Haha Rabbit to prevent her from being aroused as well, and changed the subject.
"Oh no! I forgot!"
Haitu's heart skipped a beat. This world was so wonderful that it dazzled her, and she completely forgot about her own body.
"But it should be fine. I'm sleeping in my own room, so I'm sure I won't encounter any danger. The only thing I need to worry about is when Ciola comes to call me to work..."
“I locked the door from the inside, she probably thinks I’m angry, right? No way.”
The frightened rabbit scratched its hair in distress.
Feeling a little uneasy, she tentatively asked.
"How about I go back for a bit, and you call me over later?"
"Okay, I'll give it a try."
As Brownie spoke, he didn't activate auto-battle, but instead used reverse mapping to project this part of his consciousness into Brownie's body in Sky City.
She previously said that she couldn't control her abilities very well, so of course she had to do things that fit the established rules.
PS:
Chapter 360 Parallel World: I Can Never Repay the Kindness I Have Gone.
Early morning at Raven's Bar.
Because the only waiter, Brownie, went on strike in a fit of pique, Ciola had to clean up the mess of glasses and cups left behind by herself once again.
Wipe the table, sweep the floor, wash the dishes, wash the wine glasses, take out the trash...
She was slightly tired, but not sleepy. As the bar owner, her daily routine was in line with the bar's opening hours.
Both she and Brownie are true night owls, listless during the day but full of energy at night, usually going to bed at three or four in the morning and waking up at noon.
After cleaning up, Siola glanced upstairs and sighed wearily.
Instead of returning to the bedroom, Ciora simply lay down on the sofa on the second floor and drifted off to sleep.
When I woke up, the bright sunlight rushed in like a tide, slightly dazzling.
"Is it already one o'clock?"
Ciora raised her hand to shield her eyes from the sunlight and glanced at the time.
Every time she argues with Brownie, she sleeps for two extra hours.
After washing up, I went downstairs as usual, went into the kitchen to make breakfast, and ate it alone in silence.
Siola looked at the hot food placed in front of the opposite seat, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally slowly walked up to the third floor.
"Kid, get up and eat."
Hiola banged on the door, with the force of any mother waking her lazy daughter from bed.
No one responded, so Ciora went straight to the doorknob.
If it won't turn and is locked from the inside, it means the person is still in the room.
"Brownie, Brownie!"
I called out twice more, but there was still no response.
"Are you still sulking?"
With a helpless sigh, Siola hesitated for a moment, then turned and left.
Inside the bar on the first floor, the gray-haired beauty was familiar with every bottle of fine wine in the cabinet, but she was most familiar with the bottle of wine in her hand, which was as dark as jade.
Artemisia, chilled.
"Sigh, the rebelliousness of young kids."
She poured herself a glass of absinthe, took a small sip, and looked perfectly normal, without any anger, just a little disappointed.
She knew what Brownie wanted to do, but the kid hadn't surpassed her in anything yet, so Ciora didn't dare let her take any risks.
The reason she didn't interfere before was that Brownie was capable of handling minor troubles he might cause, but provoking the three major organizations would be going too far.
They don't even consider their own capabilities!
A single mother, struggling with how to raise her child, resorts to alcohol to drown her sorrows. She has no choice; she works as a bartender and business owner at night, and she can't drink while working.
So I can only drink it during the day.
The daytime was lazy and boring, so Ciola sat in the shop watching people come and go on the street.
As the sun began to set and it was almost time to prepare for the bar's opening hours, the upstairs area remained completely quiet, without any movement.
"Why isn't that kid up yet?"
Siola went up to the third floor and knocked on the door hard.
"Brownie!"
There was no response, and the door remained locked.
"Brownie!"
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