Chapter 556: Chapter 556: Unlucky Shorty and Harvest Analysis
Speaking of rcury Lamp with her reclusive and sowhat obsessively arrogant character, resembling a proud and beautiful black rose, she seems to have been especially unlucky here.
The very first day she arrived, she caused a lee in the living room, was completely defeated by a barrage of bullets in front of Alaya, the final boss of an eastern secret level, was targeted as a collectible by the fanatical otaku Bubbles, and was reluctantly subjected to a half-hour long etiquette lecture by Big Sister in the evening. In Shadow City, she was mistaken for an entertainnt doll produced by the Empire and had her production batch number examined, got smacked against a wall when opening the door, collided with an energy barrier while trying to fly out of a room and fell into the courtyard, and bumped into Anwina at least twice a day while hurriedly eating, as she phased through the kitchen walls. After barely going out for a picnic with , after being in close contact with a group of pork bellies for a few days, she was thrown into the underground bunker of the Mars Sanctuary and was nearly forgotten. Just monts ago, she even lost her left little tiger tooth—it was the biggest loss she suffered since falling into this pit.
And in places unknown to , rcury Lamp’s misfortunes included:
Getting buried alive by a bomb-like howork assignnt created by Little Baobao, incessantly nagged by the nouveau riche Lady Shining who flaunted her wealth everywhere, used as a dress-up doll under the guise of visiting a daughter by Pandora, startlingly exchanged “friendly communications” with the Pandora Sisters, passed through or possessed by Anwina at midnight, and perhaps, whether it’s a psychological effect or not, constantly living under the curse halo of Big Sister.
These aspects of life, which have beco commonplace to us, have truly exhausted the poor little doll’s mind and spirit. And to think, not only have I grown accustod to such a life, but I’ve also beco part of it, which is simply badass.
“All things considered, you’ve really had it tough in this household.”
When rcury Lamp had finally cald down a bit under my coaxing… or consolation, and was still sulking while sitting on her own packaging box, I felt moved and reached out to ruffle her head. Maybe it was because her physical strength had decreased after all the commotion; this ti, rcury Lamp did not swat my hand away, but instead tilted her head away. After realizing she couldn’t dodge, she resigned herself to being petted.
I originally thought for sure she would fight tooth and nail.
Despite it being just a tooth lost, knowing rcury Lamp’s character, I understood the kind of consequences this might trigger. For Rose Maiden, that body is the greatest gift left by “Father.” It mustn’t be recklessly abandoned. There is an old Chinese saying, “the body, hair, and skin are inherited from one’s parents.” Luo Zhen, that old guy, might have scoured treasures in the Pearl River Delta area during his earlier travels around the world. A scientist’s mind is unfathomable; anyway, that guy ingrained the words “inherited from parents” into every Rose Maiden’s little brain just like the Three Laws of Robotics. He forgot to equip rcury Lamp with a waist but rembered to set the operating system to daddy mode. From this point, as a ‘daddy’ myself, I’m truly astonished by Luo Zhen…
Cough cough, I an, I didn’t expect that after damaging the body—which is extrely important to rcury Lamp and a gift from “Father,” although it was just a little tiger tooth—she would calm down so simply; it’s totally unexpected.
Could it be, my daddy halo finally broke through rcury Lamp’s defenses?
“What have you been thinking about since a while ago with that shifty look?”
The little doll girl looked over here with a suspicious gaze, habitually pouting, perfectly revealing her partially missing tiger tooth, creating an utterly adorable scene.
“And just how long do you plan to keep touching?”
“Cough cough… it was just a little head pat,” I said awkwardly, retracting my hand, “you make it sound so easily misunderstood…”
“Ah Jun! Big Sister is calling you down to eat~!~!”
Qianqian’s voice ca from downstairs, conveniently interrupting the rather awkward atmosphere between and rcury Lamp. I casually grabbed Dingdang from my shoulder and stuffed her into my pocket, reaching out to take 92.3, but she dodged it without a trace.
“I’m not going down, I’m not hungry.”
The silver-haired Gothic Lolita turned her head away and then involuntarily reached out a finger, poking her own lip corner, then digging a bit inside.
… Is it because she’s worried about being ridiculed if people notice? Surely, she still has a girl’s concern for beauty, or is it because losing half a tooth caused a little loss of appetite? If it’s the latter, I can offer so experienced advice. Back in my days as Leader at a height of 1.2 ters, I also lost many more teeth than you, a whole twenty to thirty more. In this regard, whether in terms of theory or practical experience, I’m extrely proficient…
“You really are a fool, aren’t you? Get out of here now!”
Xyrin got criticized by a little doll.
“Fine, just stay in your room and don’t fly around.” Knowing that rcury Lamp was known as the “wall-crashing angel” in the house, I instructed her and left the room with Dingdang, leaving the expressionless and cold-faced doll poking at her broken sharp teeth.
rcury Lamp didn’t co down to eat with everyone, and Big Sister was naturally puzzled. However, I couldn’t openly admit that I had just transford rcury Lamp’s “Gangya” into rcury Lamp’s “Duan Ya.” I had to carefully explain the embarrassing situation “She encountered sothing particularly embarrassing for a girl,” to Qianqian, who was sporting a serious gossip face.
God knows, I had no ulterior motives when saying this, but of course, after I finished, everyone started thinking in the wrong direction.
Under the weird gazes of a group of beautiful won, I didn’t even know how I managed to finish that al. Big Sister started to suspect whether I had damaged so organs while turning into an Abyss Creature. Qianqian almost forgot her routine of fighting over cake with Little Baobao. The only ones still blissfully enjoying the al unaffected were Sandora…and, of course, the intellectually challenged Dingdang and Little Baobao.
“It’s really unexpected that rcury Lamp would…” said Anwina while clearing the dishes, with Big Sister resting her chin on her hand and a puzzled expression.
As Qianqian licked her plate, she muttered, “So Luo Zhen is a pervert! But why bla it on Ah Jun’s doing?”
“No matter what happened, soone, being a grown man, asking a girl about such things and then coming down to relay as a spokesperson is even more perverse!” Lin Xue declared decisively.
“Ah Jun,” Sandora gently nudged my arm and said with a lick of her lips, “Stop biting your chopsticks. Can I have that instead?”
I…I might as well drink Sanlu and die! Can’t there be any normal beings in this house?
“I’m saying, Lin Xue, don’t you have any issues not going ho?”
I decided to first deal with the most threatening person here. Although Prophet Lin might not be able to constitute a breakthrough in fighting power, she’s terrifying in terms of disrupting, snarky remarks, especially when it cos to destroying dignity—like an online novelist who’s downed twenty kilograms of chicken blood, and that too five updates a day.
“It’s fine,” Miss Lin nonchalantly shook her head, her hair swishing and accidentally knocking Dingdang, who was patrolling the table with a toothpick, flying. “Everyone at ho knows I’m mooching food from you, now those chefs won’t even prepare als for .”
I imdiately spat out so gastric acid. “You really are a rare piece!”
Lin Xue, everyone from your old master to the chef is a rare piece!
Finally, almost with a tragic expression, I finally escaped the dining room with its various gazes with the dizzied Dingdang and returned to our room.
The setting sun slowly dipped below the horizon, and the room without lights turned dim in the twilight, resembling an ancient, mottled yellow oil painting as if the jagged ti had solidified within. In the sunset-lit writing desk, an exceptionally petite girl stood there, holding a small mirror in one hand and randomly poking around her mouth with the other.
I don’t know whether to find this scene cute or painful. Fans of rcury Lamp, feel free to be outraged. It’s all my fault…
Hearing the noise at the door, rcury Lamp imdiately dropped the mirror she was holding and flew quickly to the window, turning her back to us trying to act aloof and superior.
Seeing her rarely showing such behavior, I couldn’t help but snicker.
Since her arrival here, rcury Lamp had changed so much.
At first, she was so proud and indifferent, keeping everyone at arm’s length, and she had such a bad temper that she could potentially unleash a tal storm at any mont. But now, although her temper hadn’t improved much, she gradually showed human-like emotions—anger, sadness, loneliness, and more importantly, she would act coy—using her unique thods.
Regardless of whether Miss Lin’s teasing dad-halo was working, I was very pleased to see rcury Lamp gradually changing.
“I brought you cake and yogurt.”
Without calling out rcury Lamp’s recent clumsy act, I casually placed the food on the writing desk, imdiately eliciting a complaint from her, “Why are you so obsessed with yogurt? There’s yogurt in my food every ti!”
I blinked, “Don’t you love lactic acid bacteria?”
rcury Lamp rushed over and punched in the head, “That was just a secondary setting those bastards ca up with!”
“You even know about secondary settings?” I was stunned, “Ahem, that, you…”
“That terrible Bubbles is a qualified otaku,” rcury Lamp hopped onto the table, picking up a piece of cake and murmuring, “In order to collect certain things, she claid to have scanned all of humanity’s storage dia, including satellites, using energy space vibrations to detect those hard drive fragnts that still hadn’t been completely destroyed in recycling factories, and then, I got dragged into sharing those ‘treasures’ with her…”
Bubbles’s passion for otaku collections is terrifying, but it seems like Rose Maiden isn’t obscure enough to need energy space vibrations detecting every corner of Earth’s hard drive fragnts, right? Basically, are you mainly complaining about Bubbles’s excessive collecting thods?
“So, what,” I cautiously sat down next to rcury Lamp, who was eating, as I heard that eating cats are particularly scary, “now that you’ve seen it and know you’re an animated character, any thoughts?”
Like despair, panic, anger, fear, destroying the world, drinking Sanlu, dying, and the like?
“I was quite surprised at first,” rcury Lamp replied without turning her head, she must be really hungry, “But Bubbles already told about that world projection theory or whatever it’s called. Although I didn’t quite understand it, I’ve got a rough idea, so I’m not so shocked anymore. I just take it as soone else’s filming of my life, and besides, those things are not quite the sa as the world I actually live in.”
You have a quite open view.
“Moreover, what people know is always just what they themselves have experienced,” after a few seconds of silence, the little doll suddenly seed a bit reflective, “maybe I should thank that terrible Bubbles, she showed a side of myself I had never thought of before, and many other things…”
“Oh, is that so,” Not knowing how to respond to her reflection, I simply brushed it off with a nonchalant reply.
Maybe this is also why rcury Lamp began to change, heck, you really did a good thing, mom of the kid.
“Stupid humans,” the little doll interrupted my thoughts, turning her head around, she was shaking the yogurt packaging in her hand toward , “Although your approach had so problems, I have found that this is indeed very tasty, but—next ti get it in small packages!”
“Ugh, don’t you know what a contrast cute point is? Only the ‘little’ rcury Lamp, chugging a ‘huge’ yogurt container, is truly adorable! Just use your 92.3cm height to cutely kill already!”
Lounging against the headboard, I casually pulled out Dingdang from my pocket and said to the doll girl, staring out the window at the sunset after dinner, “I need to rest a bit. Just leave the cake plate on the table—Dingdang, go play with rcury Lamp.”
Little Thing carefully agreed with a small voice and then joined rcury Lamp by the windowsill, gazing at the Sun as if admiring a deceased body.
Calming down, I finally had ti to recall my experience of becoming a Void Creature.
It was an extrely risky attempt, fortunately, it succeeded. However, I realized this skill was not quite what I had envisioned initially.
The advantages of becoming a Void Creature didn’t need consideration; immune to any energy attacks including Void Energy, and fearless against any physical attack—as soon as any material touched the Void, it would turn into Chaos, even replenishing my own physical strength. It was almost an invulnerable state on a law level. Only another Void Creature or soone like Bingdisi, who was fearless towards the Void and had Black Tiger Heart Plucker LEVEL99 skills like that gangster god, could hurt the Void state . This powerful damage immunity was sothing I had guessed from the start but was more badass than I had imagined.
In terms of attack, as a Void creature, I couldn’t use any of my usual energy skills, including the simplest Super Space-Ti Strike. However, in reverse, my body in the Void state turned into the most potent weapon. The damage caused by a high-intensity Void Energy collision could obliterate any form of the tangible world. I had no doubt I could casually stroll through the Imperial Admiral and punch a hole through it. Sacrificing attack range for cheat-like close-combat capabilities seed extrely worth it. Perhaps such an attack would be average against another Void-immune True God and High Order Fallen Apostle, but besides those two anomalies, was I invincible? Could I already punch through a Gospel Book-level shield with one hit?
Cough cough, good children shouldn’t fantasize too much; it’s ti for tactical analysis.
The unexpected gains from the Void state were forthcoming, first, the Void Domain.
I couldn’t understand why becoming a Void Creature would form a Void Domain around . With Sandora’s help in analysis, I sowhat grasped the principle. Perhaps after losing the constraints of a normal body, human’s soul diffusion ca into play. The physical body, for humans, defines “self”; the soul defines its form with a body’s presence, whereas a Void-ford body, though shaped, couldn’t carry a soul. Losing these boundaries, my soul greatly expanded, and in turn, this expanded soul transford everything around into a Void Domain—it was a chain reaction, an extre yet hazardous windfall.
Nobody dared to imagine what would happen if my spiritual power hadn’t been depleted beforehand, thereby forcibly stopping the Void state, and instead had let the soul continue to expand unrestricted.
Certainly not invincible… The best outco would likely be soul shattered?
The hell, that’s the best outco? Who would dare to pitch an even worse scenario!
Anyway, the Void Domain is a fantastic thing, as long as I don’t drown in the fantasy of being invincible and rember to withdraw in ti. This force field would be incredibly powerful. In the Main Material Plane, my soul could only spread over a few square kiloters, but once altered into a Void Domain, its extent becos boundless—there’s no concept of distance or size within the Void. Moreover, since it’s constructed by my power, this Void Domain is separate from the real Void. Anyone, even a True God covered by this domain, couldn’t escape at all.
What benefits could it bring if an enemy, especially one powerful enough to survive in the Void, got trapped in the Void Domain?
Bingdisi had the answer: In the Void, unable to use any skills, even most laws skills, everyone would be dragged down to my level. Even if she could collapse the entire universe with one hand in the Main Material Plane, in the Void, the only things she could match with were Wang Ba Fist… and, uh, Black Tiger Heart Plucker.
ow, that female hooligan has left a shadow in my mind… Now that I have this skill which can bring any overwhelmingly dominating enemy down to my starting line, isn’t my next goal to master Wang Ba Fist and Black Tiger Heart Plucker, eventually reaching the realm of invincibility?
This invincibility really sucks, huh?
If the Void Domain can still be explained with common sense, the second unexpected gain from the Void state brought by Sandora, who’s profoundly knowledgeable, is utterly incomprehensible, just unexplainable…
Why would the Abyss Energy within Bingdisi be suppressed by my spiritual power? Moreover, she even regained her sanity because of this?
Next episode, let’s delve into science, into the world of Xyrin. (To be continued. For further information, please visit qidian. More chapters are available. Support the author, support genuine reading!)
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