Chapter 163: Must Not Like Her
After leaving Sector Eleven, the fear in Su Miantang’s heart finally dissipated, and she began to ponder another question: Can Tenleson read minds?
Otherwise, how could he have such a crystal-clear understanding of her thoughts?
According to her observations, SS-grade top-tier combat males would all awaken some special abilities. For example, Lanlan grew scarlet flame wings, the Big Golden Retriever possessed the power of Chongtong, Little Ears was a natural-born mecha warrior, and Qin Yanzhou could create clones. Then, was Tenleson’s ability mind-reading?
This skill was simply too heaven-defying, wasn’t it?
Anyone’s inner thoughts would have nowhere to hide before him.
Then wouldn’t he know everything she had just thought in her heart? Including… cursing him? Why wasn’t there any reaction? Given his brutal and cruel temperament, shouldn’t he have swallowed her whole?
She furrowed her brows slightly. “Alan, is there any precedent in the Empire of a beastman awakening mind-reading?”
“Alan?”
She turned around, looking at the dumbfounded male in confusion.
“Ah?” Alan snapped back to reality, hastily saying, “Group Leader, what did you say?”
“What’s wrong with you?”
“I… I’m fine, it’s just that I’m too shocked. Group Leader, how exactly did you manage to convince Xiong San to kneel and kowtow in such a short time, and even obtain blood from Tenleson? You are simply too amazing; I couldn’t even believe my own eyes.”
Before going in, he had prepared himself for a fruitless endeavor, ready to activate the Aurora Frisbee and flee at any given moment. He never expected the process to be so silky smooth and successful.
The two guards also looked at her with profound respect.
They had thought that entering the prison would be like a sheep entering a tiger’s den.
To think that a tiny female could simultaneously subdue the two biggest tyrants in the prison, and do so without even driving her pheromones—it was simply unbelievable!
“Xiong San, he…”
“Stop right there!”
“Stop right there for me!”
Before she could finish her sentence, the booming, panting voice of the massive grizzly bear echoed from behind.
He was sprinting rapidly toward them, followed by a group of tracking guards wielding electric batons.
“You still haven’t told me, how exactly did that friend of yours manage to see the dots at a single glance? Was he cheating?!”
“…You really want to know?”
“Of course!”
“Then come here.”
Su Miantang walked to a secluded spot and confessed to him.
“Yes.”
“What?!”
In an instant, Xiong San bared his fangs in anger, practically exploding with rage.
“This shameless scoundrel, what is his surname and name, and how exactly did he cheat? Just wait until I get out, I’ll fight him to the death!”
“Are you sure you want to go out and fight him to the death?”
“Of course! Do you think I, Xiong San, am a coward?”
“Not exactly, it’s just… do you know of the Empire’s Crown Prince?”
“Of course I know, that is the wise and mighty leader of the Central Star System—the Lion King of a generation, an SS-grade combat male, born with Chongtong…”
Speaking up to this point, his voice suddenly hitched, and his eyes trembled slightly. “H-he couldn’t have used his Chongtong…”
Su Miantang nodded in silence.
In the next split second, Xiong San bolted like his feet were oiled, vanishing without a trace. “Just pretend I never said anything! I am a coward!”
Haha.
The young girl couldn’t help but laugh. Remembering she hadn’t thanked the Big Golden Retriever yet, she opened her optical computer, only to see a long string of numbers spamming the chat box.
[?]
Afternoon.
At the Imperial National Academy of Sciences, the entire staff of the Biochemical Department halted their current work to participate in the emergency production of the anti-venom serum.
Su Miantang brought the serum to the hospital.
Although the quantity was limited and couldn’t cure all the children, it had successfully pulled them back from the brink of death. Some with higher grades had even awakened.
“Sister, you are so pretty…”
A little raccoon cub lay in her arms, blinking his dark, round eyes, staring at her fixedly.
Su Miantang reached out and patted his head. “You are very cute too.”
“Sister, am I going to die?”
“Of course not.”
“What about my brother?”
“He won’t either. You, your brother, and all your other friends will grow up healthily and happily together.”
“Then when my brother and I get better, we’ll climb trees and pick berries for Sister to eat.”
“Alright, Sister will be waiting for you~”
As she walked out of the hospital room, she noticed the female mother who had barged into the Academy with her child that morning walking over. Behind her were over a dozen females and hundreds of males, all teary-eyed and choking back sobs, saying they wanted to kneel down before her.
“Researcher Su, thank you. Truly, thank you so much. You saved our children’s lives!”
“I’m sorry, please forgive my offense of utilizing my female privilege to forcefully barge into the Academy this morning. I was just too worried about my child’s condition.”
“Researcher Su, please accept my bow…”
“Madam, please get up quickly.”
Looking at their faces filled with deep gratitude, and the children waking up one after another, Su Miantang suddenly felt that all the risks she took had been worth it. Tomorrow, she would have the energy to go find that massive python again.
Manchester-Neton Prison.
Cell 0117.
Inside the steamy, fog-filled bathroom, water cascaded down the man’s sharp, rugged facial contours, flowing over his bulging, wheat-toned chest before disappearing into his narrow waist.
His deep pupils stared fixedly at the needle mark on his wrist that had already vanished, recalling the scenes from earlier that day.
At night, he had a spring dream.
In the deep, humid tropical rainforest, a gardenia flower, as pure white as snow, bloomed. Its fragrance tempted a jungle green anaconda.
It slithered its massive body, wrapping around it coil by coil, like a loyal guard, forbidding any danger from approaching.
Including the wind, rain, and scorching sun.
It was his exclusive, tiny, pure white gardenia flower.
He couldn’t help but secretly kiss it in the dead of night.
Unbeknownst to him, that gardenia flower miraculously transformed into an exceptionally beautiful young girl. She walked over from afar, carrying a medical box, saying she was there to draw his blood.
Yet, crouching beneath him, she didn’t take out any blood extraction equipment, but instead opened her mouth.
What she extracted wasn’t blood, either.
He gritted his teeth, his brow fierce and his face contorted, experiencing a pleasure so intense he was on the brink of death. Just as he wanted to disregard everything, pin her beneath him, and fiercely possess her…
She suddenly and mercilessly kicked him away.
“Ugh!”
He fell to the ground, clutching his chest, looking at her with an expression of agony. She emerged from the hazy mist once more, her voice sweet and her smile radiant, holding a white marshmallow and feeding it into his mouth.
“Is it sweet?”
“It’s sweet.”
All the pain dissolved into sweetness. He stared at her, utterly enchanted. Within his chest, his heart began to pound violently—’thump’, ‘thump, thump’, ‘thump, thump, thump’—beating so fiercely it jolted his eyes open abruptly.
Inside the cell, it was pitch black and dead silent. It was so quiet that only his heavy panting and the frantic heartbeat threatening to burst from his chest could be heard.
During the day, the unfamiliar, intoxicating emotions hidden in the deepest recesses of his heart, which he had forcefully suppressed, now attacked with a thousand times their original intensity—so intense his heart hammered like thunder, leaving him powerless to resist.
It was a spring dream.
For a male to have desires for a female, especially one so beautiful, was the most normal thing in the world.
But the fluttering heartbeat, the desire to possess, the urge to protect, the heartache of being despised, and the sweetness of being coaxed… that was love.
In an instant, his emerald-green snake pupils turned pitch-black, an abyss without a bottom.
He had fallen in love with her?
A Central Planet citizen.
Hehehehe…
A sinister, bloodthirsty smile hooked the corners of his lips. He slowly reached toward the back of his neck—a distinct depression.
It itched, it itched so much. Why did it suddenly itch this intensely?
Was it trying to remind him?
[He’s from Planet X? Mud, stinkbug, an unwanted half-breed! Go to hell, go to Planet X and find your parents’ corpses!]
[You, a lowly low-grade male, dare to reject my courtship? You truly don’t know what’s good for you. I’ll let you taste the power of my pheromones!]
[A vile breed like him deserves to differentiate? Let’s see how I dig it out of him, hahahaha…]
[Run! Run! He still differentiated, and into an SS-grade! People from Planet X are the most cruel, he’s going to kill everyone!]
[Great Commander Esper, your mother, father, brother, sister, and your three-year-old little brother—all nine hundred and eighteen lives of your entire clan perished at the hands of the Central Planet citizens. Are you certain you do not want to return to the planet for vengeance?]
The sky was just beginning to brighten.
The lizard beastman pushed open the door to Cell 0117 as usual to deliver breakfast, only to witness a shocking, gruesome scene.
“Boss, Boss, what are you doing?”
“Stop, stop right now!”
By the bed, the man held a gleaming military knife. The sharp blade pierced his skin, slicing upward from the needle mark, carving out a deep, twisted wound as blood spilled across the floor.
At the bottom of his pitch-black eyes, there wasn’t a single shred of light, only a faintly flickering sinister perversity. It was as if he were using this agony to remind himself, over and over again.
Must not like her.
Must not like her.
Must not like her…
“Group Leader, I’m all set. When do we depart?”
Early in the morning, Alan was waiting for Su Miantang in the laboratory with a medical box. Su Miantang was somewhat surprised. “Why are you so eager today? Aren’t you afraid?”
“I’m not afraid, because I believe the Group Leader can accomplish anything!”
“Then let’s go.”
However, upon arriving at the prison, they were informed by the guards.
“0117 does not wish to see you.”
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