Chapter 949: Chapter 947: The Vindictive Little White Mouse
“Xiaoi, looking at his reaction, he really is!” Sally said to Xiaoi.
“Hey—” Soone appeared at the door.
It was a woman in light, flimsy pajamas, heavily made-up. Her snow-white, slender thighs had a band-aid on the left knee and so swelling on the right. Chewing gum in her mouth, she exuded lazy sex appeal.
“New in town?” she sized up Frans, the admiration in her eyes growing as she looked.
“Yes.” Frans reached out to scoop Sally into his hand, seemingly toying with her but in reality, he had seized her by the throat. Should she speak against him, he would kill her instantly!
You dare to treat like this today, I’ll make you kneel on a board of nails tomorrow… Sally squinted her eyes, thinking viciously.
“What’s your na, handso?”
“Frans.”
“Do you like to keep rats?”
“…They’re easy to care for.”
“That’s true, they can live on anything.”
Sally imdiately glared, staring at the woman… I’ll give you trash! Feed your whole family trash!!!
Frans noticed her glare and couldn’t help but laugh softly, “But they’re also picky eaters.”
“Then let them starve. These creatures get too arrogant. Starve them for three days and see if they’re still picky.” The woman entered the room, saw food and drink in the bag on the table, and picked up a bottle of water, “Is this okay?”
“Help yourself,” Frans replied.
The woman pulled out a tissue, wrapped the gum from her mouth, and tossed it into the trash bin. Then she unscrewed the unopened bottle cap and drank half in one go, sighing in relief as if she had co back to life.
“How old are you?”
“21.”
“So young! If you need anything, co next door to see your sister. My surna is Chen, with a single na, Mi.”
Frans did not respond.
Chen Mi curved her lips in an ambiguous smile, took a burger from the food bag, and walked off, saying, “I owe you one, feel free to co by anyti.”
“No need.”
Chen Mi left, Frans locked the door, and bolted it.
Sally’s throat was pinched so tight she could barely breathe, nearly suffocating she exclaid, “Let go, or there will be three lives lost!”
“…You’re aware that you’re carrying several children?” Frans placed her beside the food bowl.
Sally imdiately transford into her human form, belly swollen with pregnancy.
Frans’s eyes widened as he looked at her. He hadn’t expected a little white mouse to turn into a living person—and a pregnant one at that!
“You…”
“This is your doing!” Sally touched her belly. His refusal to recognize her was infuriating; she was determined to set him straight.
“My children?” Frans was even more shocked, “How is that possible?”
“Have you forgotten the past? I could tell you. We even have five other children.”
Frans cut her off, “Sorry, but you must be mistaken. I don’t know you. Whether you’re a Mutant or a Mutated Beast, it has nothing to do with ! And there are certainly no other children.”
“Fine! You said it, and I’ve recorded it all. Don’t regret it later!” Sally produced a recording pen from her hand.
Frans looked at the recording pen and was unconcerned, then dismissed her, “Please leave!”
“I’ll go.” Sally transford back into a little white mouse, took a miniature plane from her System Space, and flew out of the open window.
Frans stood motionless for a long ti, frowning in annoyance… Why did he let her go? Should his identity beco exposed, he would inevitably beco a target in this Leaking Pot World.
Sally flew the little plane around the house once before landing on the rooftop. Then she pulled a bright, golden-red fruit from her Space Ring and began to munch on it.
“Xiaoi, he doesn’t seem to have amnesia, but he doesn’t recognize either.”
“Host, did you notice how he ntioned his age?”
“Sally bit into the sweet flesh of the fruit, a crisp and delicious variety bred by Zulu himself. Xiaoqi had nad it the Red Luo Li.”
“Yes, Xiaoi did notice. He ntioned his age without any hesitation or signs of lying.”
“How old would an Angel Clan mber be to be equivalent to a 21-year-old human?”
“Considering his lineage, Frans is a Six-winged Angel, and that would be about 3000 years, which equates to 21 human years.”
Sally’s pace of eating fruit slowed, “You an he’s around three thousand years old now. Then he wouldn’t know ?”
“It’s highly likely that the host has entered Frans’s world from the past. If that’s the case, it’s best not to interfere with any of his decisions, as it could cause unpredictable effects on his future.”
“If that’s the case, we’d better leave. Otherwise, I’ll find it hard to not keep an eye on him.”
“Of course, Host.”
Sally packed up her small plane, ready to leave, when she spotted Frans climbing onto the roof, a silenced gun in hand, aiming at her.
Sally: “!!”
“Xiaoi, he’s trying to silence with a bullet.”
“The connection to the outside world has been established, do you want to leave?”
“Hurry up! But I’m definitely going to settle this score with him later!”
“Understood! Xiaoi has taken note of it for the host.”
The bullet sped from the gun barrel, missing Sally by a re milliter and continued on its trajectory, striking a power pole!
The pole burst into sparks and broke, falling and causing a blackout amidst rising shouts and chaos.
After leaving the Leaking Pot World, Sally gazed upon the river of ti and fell silent for a mont.
“It seems that Frans is still undergoing Tribulation, as he ntioned before— the ordeal of Reincarnation.”
“The Host need not worry too much. If he fails to pass, you can still revive him.”
“If it’s not necessary, better not to. Reviving is too costly in points. By the way, where are we now?”
“We’re close to the Aslanda Star System. Wang is still there. Would the Host like to visit?”
“Yeah, I haven’t seen King for a while. I sort of miss him.” Sally smiled.
As for Frans… Humph, when he erged from the cycle of Reincarnation, she’d see how she would deal with him.
…
In the Aslanda Star System, Superstar Planet Capital Star.
After attending the coronation ceremony of Chexus Aslanda, King returned to the System World’s Envoy’s Mansion on Capital Star.
Reeking of smoke and booze and displeased, he headed into the bathroom for a wash.
A little white mouse with a bloated belly scurried into the bedroom, jumped onto the bed, settled on its back with paws in the air, and covered itself with the blanket to sleep.
King ca out of the bathroom and went to the living room bar for a glass of water, then turned on the screen to watch the news of the Aslanda Star System for a while.
It was all about Chexus Aslanda. Though young in the news, his actions and deanor revealed a shrewdness and promise.
He then opened the System to check ssages. There was a specific contact, Yanyan—zero ssages.
King couldn’t help but laugh at the thought of being forgotten since his return to Beast World.
Learning that Little Qianzhi was to have her coming-of-age ceremony, he found it tily, as his work was also done, and he could go back for a visit.
Not to ntion his close blood ties with her and her potential future as Queen of the Eckerman Star System—it was a public and private matter he couldn’t miss.
He took out a bunch of Little Storage Bags and packed them with gift boxes that looked expensive just from the packaging.
There would surely be many young ones present at the ceremony, and gifts were essential.
After all the preparations, King was also tired.
He went back to the bedroom to rest.
Seeing the bedding slightly askew but not minding, he turned off the lights and went to bed.
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