"You think I'm being too much? But... wasn't it you who seduced me?" Ling Wanbai countered, her eyes glinting with amusement, the corners of her lips curling into a faintly bewitching smile.
Little Wei was momentarily dazed.
No way.
She couldn’t let herself be tempted by an orange—yet she instinctively swallowed hard.
Gulp—
No, no.
Little Wei shook her head frantically, trying to step back, but Ling Wanbai didn’t let go.
Thud—
Both of them tumbled to the ground.
Little Wei felt a sharp pain in her chest, and when she looked up to see Ling Wanbai’s fluffy hair, she nearly lost her breath.
She was completely knocked senseless.
On top of that, her double-S physique in this world already made certain things a burden, and getting slammed like this without anything breaking was practically a miracle.
"Get off me," Little Wei hissed, her face contorted in pain.
But in the heat of the moment, Ling Wanbai suddenly bit down, leaving Little Wei paralyzed on the spot.
For a split second, Little Wei wanted to curse out loud.
Her whole body went weak—all because of that one bite.
Did Ling Wanbai not realize some things weren’t meant to be tasted so casually?
"Ah, sorry." Ling Wanbai quickly got up, smoothing out the wrinkles in her clothes before glancing at Little Wei, who was rubbing her sore spot.
Ling Wanbai raised an eyebrow, studying her with a strange look.
"It hurts," Little Wei explained awkwardly, slowing her movements.
Wait—why was she embarrassed? What was wrong with being in pain?
These were her own body parts, and she was undeniably a girl—what was wrong with comforting herself?
With that thought, Little Wei sat up abruptly and let out a long yawn.
"I'm going to sleep."
She was genuinely exhausted.
Ling Wanbai didn’t argue. With a wave of her hand, she conjured a blanket and spread it over the slightly warm ground.
"No bed, so we’ll have to make do here."
"Fine by me." Little Wei was dead tired—whatever was going on with Li Luoyi could wait.
Sleep came first.
She took the blanket from Ling Wanbai, quickly laid it out, then rolled into it, hugging the warmth close.
"Days like these... really aren’t so bad."
"What?" Ling Wanbai asked.
But before she could get an answer, Little Wei’s head hit the makeshift pillow, and she was out cold, her breathing slow and steady.
Ling Wanbai: "..."
Was Little Wei saying she wanted things to stay like this?
Ling Wanbai didn’t mind the idea—except they’d probably starve to death.
In the system space, Little Nailuo stayed silent, watching Si from afar.
She didn’t quite understand what was happening—maybe because she’d never been in love?
Then again, she was only a few hundred years old. What did she know about romance?
"Little Nailuo," Ling Wanbai suddenly spoke.
"Huh?" Little Nailuo blinked.
She hadn’t been playing games just now!
"How would you define... 'heartbeat'?" Ling Wanbai’s voice carried a trace of confusion.
Having absorbed so many emotions at once, Si was struggling to untangle her own thoughts and feelings.
"Uh... I don’t know. But I can treat a myocardial infarction." The question had clearly hit a blind spot in Little Nailuo’s expertise.
Ling Wanbai: "..."
Why did talking to Little Nailuo feel like casting pearls before swine?
Probably not her imagination.
"You’ve guided so many hosts. How do you not understand emotions?" Ling Wanbai was genuinely exasperated.
"Not really. Mostly, it’s just about the guy being hot and the girl being pretty. Plus, my hosts were all kind of arrogant—they never let me get a word in, boohoo."
For a moment, Ling Wanbai almost felt sorry for her—until those last three syllables snuffed out all sympathy.
Unbelievable.
"Whatever. I’ll just wait for the staff to finish absorbing."
With Little Wei asleep, Ling Wanbai decided to inspect the mysterious staff.
She stepped out of the aircraft, white ripples forming beneath her feet with each step. To reach the staff, she had to tap into a fraction of her power.
Walking on air.
She circled the staff several times, but since it was still absorbing energy, she couldn’t just grab it.
This thing had an insatiable appetite—devouring an entire planet’s worth of life force wasn’t enough.
Ling Wanbai almost wondered if it was the legendary glutton, the Taotie.
No ordinary artifact had such a bottomless hunger.
And there was no sign of slowing down. At this rate, they’d need to visit three or four more planets.
The energy of the Zerg was formidable.
What kind of power would this staff gain from consuming so much?
Lost in thought, Ling Wanbai suddenly noticed the staff twitch—then it began absorbing even faster, swirling vortices forming around it.
She stumbled back in alarm.
What the—?
It’s speeding up?
Before she could react, the staff shot away like an arrow.
Holy—!
Seriously?!
At this rate, it would wipe out the Zerg entirely—more ruthlessly than the extinction of the undead.
The Zerg’s reproductive abilities were unmatched, yet the staff was draining them to the last drop.
"How many more do you need?" Ling Wanbai asked.
After consuming so much Zerg energy, the staff had to have developed some consciousness.
It turned, circling Ling Wanbai once before using its tip to trace a number in the air.
"10."
Ten planets?
That much?
At this point, would it start devouring entire dimensions next?
Ling Wanbai sighed, returning to the aircraft to follow the staff.
Since accelerating its absorption, the staff had grown even more ravenous. These planets were Zerg strongholds, but Ling Wanbai was already dreading how she’d explain to her superiors why a dozen Zerg colonies had vanished after her little trip.
What a headache.
By the time Little Wei woke up, the staff was draining the last planet’s energy, while Ling Wanbai frantically charted their course—they’d strayed far beyond the Federation’s mapped space lanes.
Without a proper record, they’d be lost out here forever.
The Federation would never expect anyone to venture this deep into Zerg territory.
"It’s still not done?!" Little Wei pressed against the glass, eyes wide with disbelief.
"Guess it really is the Taotie," Ling Wanbai muttered, wiping sweat from her brow.
The journey back was going to be a long one.
As they spoke, the staff zipped back, materializing right in front of Little Wei.
Was it just her imagination, or had it grown taller? Its icy-blue surface now shimmered with an ethereal glow, like the depths of a tranquil sea.
Before Little Wei could react, a burst of blue light engulfed her.
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