Mere Mortals Actually Dared to Covet a God

Wuma Xiu didn't open his eyes, as if he was still immersed in a sweet dream.

But the Fat Orange -shaped cloud beneath his head quietly opened its eyes.

Two black dots of light floated on the cloud.

The god of God of Wine poured a large amount of wine into this cloud, and the wine seeped into every wisp of cloud along its filaments.

The cloud was no longer an ordinary mass of water vapor.

It now possesses intelligence.

Although it is still confused, it can at least distinguish who its owner is and who wants to harm its owner.

Hmph, mere mortals dare to covet gods.

It was just about to float up and teach these sneaky mortals a lesson.

A warm hand gently pressed against its fluffy body.

Don't move.

Wuma Xiu didn't speak, but his meaning was conveyed directly into the cloud through Divine Power.

He woke up when he heard the voices of the space Space Pirates.

This group went to great lengths to kidnap someone to complete their mission, so he was too lazy to do it now.

Since they need to arrest him to complete their mission, they might as well follow the trail and see if the so-called boss behind them can withstand his wrath.

Fat Orange Cloud closed its eyes again and obediently shrank back.

Old Chen became more and more satisfied and excited as he looked at it, his mouth practically stretching to his ears in a grin.

He could almost see his boss patting him on the shoulder, praising his competence, and giving him a promotion and a raise.

But Old Li next to him wasn't so excited; his brows were furrowed so deeply they could trap a mosquito.

"Old Chen, isn't this a bit strange?"

Old Li's mind finally cleared up a bit, and he warily scanned his surroundings.

This grove is far from the residential area of Wine Star, so how did this person suddenly appear out of nowhere?

They didn't show up earlier or later, but they're lying here right when they need them most.

Could this be a trap set by Federation agents, waiting for them to fall into it?

The more Old Li thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

He always felt that this was an ambush that could jump out at any moment and wipe them all out.

"Hiss, indeed."

These words brought Old Chen back to his senses somewhat. He rubbed his rough chin, and the ecstasy in his eyes faded.

Instead, there is a vigilance honed through years of living on the edge.

He also felt it was a bit too coincidental.

To stumble upon such a piece of diamond as soon as you enter the woods is like finding a perfectly cut pigeon-egg diamond in the desert.

Even with the luckiest of pigs, this isn't how it works!

"Could it be that we've fallen into a trap?"

Old Chen pulled a palm-sized detector from his waist and pressed the switch. An invisible beam of light spread outwards from him, sweeping across the bushes, trees, vines, and the sleeping boy on the vines.

The detector screen was only dotted with a few scattered points of light representing themselves; otherwise, it was completely blank.

There wasn't a single living creature within a radius of several hundred meters, let alone an ambush.

"Nobody's here."

Old Chen put away the detector, his tense shoulders immediately relaxed, and ecstasy returned to his face.

Old Li also breathed a sigh of relief.

This detector is the latest version; it hasn't even been released on the market yet. Forget about ordinary ambushes; even if the Federation uses military-grade jammers, they can still find clues.

The screen is now completely clean; all those ambushes and hooks are just people scaring themselves.

It seems this pretty girl is a windfall gift from heaven for them to get promoted and receive a raise; it would be a fool not to take advantage of it.

"Bring me the sedative spray."

Old Chen reached behind him, and one of his men immediately pulled a small metal bottle from his waist pouch and handed it to him.

Old Chen sprayed a fine mist of water onto the boy's face, aiming it at Wuma Xiu on the rattan net.

He noticed that the man's breathing had become even heavier, and he was sleeping even more soundly.

The last bit of vigilance in my heart finally dissipated.

"You all better watch out."

Old Li turned around and gave the group of people behind him a warning look. These rough-handed guys usually didn't even blink an eye when moving weapons, but today they were carrying their money tree.

In case you accidentally bump or knock it over.

Even if only a single red mark is left, the boss won't get angry yet.

He himself had to kick that clumsy guy several times first.

Two Space Pirates stepped forward and gently lifted Wuma Xiu down from the vine net, one supporting his shoulders and the other carrying his legs.

The moment Fat Orange Cloud was picked up, it transformed into a wisp of extremely faint mist, wrapping around Wuma Xiu's wrist and becoming a soft, cloud-like bracelet.

The other unconscious boy was also lifted up by the two of them together.

The group walked on, but Old Li seemed a little puzzled.

Didn't he just see something soft and squishy? Where did it go?

Old Li thought to himself.

But all he could think about now was getting his men back to the spaceship as quickly as possible so he could report back to their boss.

The group arrived at the deepest part of the forest.

A dark gray spaceship was parked in the center of the open space.

The hatch had already been lowered.

Upon seeing the spaceship.

Old Chen and Old Li finally felt relieved after their journey.

Once you're on your own ship, you can take off and leap into the air in one go.

Even if the Heavenly King himself came, he couldn't stop them.

On the spaceship, Wuma Xiu and another captured boy were placed in a cabin.

It was less like a prison cell and more like a meticulously furnished guest room.

The soft bed was covered with the finest velvet bedding.

The temperature and humidity inside the cabin were adjusted to the most comfortable range.

There was even a small potted plant in the corner.

These Space Pirates went to great lengths to ensure that the goods they obtained were not damaged in the slightest.

The young man was placed on the bed further inside, unconscious.

Wuma Xiu lay on the bed by the window, his breathing steady and his face serene in sleep. The cloud-shaped bracelet on his wrist was so quiet that it was almost invisible unless you looked closely.

The cabin door was tightly closed, and the faint sounds of Old Chen and Old Li talking in hushed tones could be heard outside.

Interspersed with a few barely suppressed, smug chuckles.

The spaceship's engines emitted a deep roar, and a slight feeling of gravity came from the floor.

The view outside the porthole gradually blurred from the trees and Starry Sky into a Flowing Light.

The spaceship is leaving the atmosphere of the Wine Star and heading into the boundless deep space.

An hour later, the stranger opened his eyes.

The first thing I saw was an unfamiliar ceiling and soft, warm lighting.

The young man sat up, a tickling sensation rising in his throat, and he couldn't help but cough several times.

Upon seeing Wuma Xiu still asleep on the bed next to him, he Shengsheng suppressed his cough by eight octaves, covered his mouth, his shoulders trembled, and his eyes reddened from holding it in.

After the cough finally subsided, his face was even paler than before, and his lips were almost bloodless.

Wuma Xiu seemed startled by the muffled coughs; his eyelashes fluttered, and he groggily opened his eyes.

He hugged his pillow and looked around blankly, his eyes gradually filling with tears.

He huddled in the corner of the bed, his back pressed against the cabin wall, clutching the pillow to his chest like a lifeline, his voice trembling.

"Where am I...? How did I get here?"

Seeing his appearance, the young man felt a pang of pity.

Don't worry. We're safe for now.

Although the young man himself was sickly, he softened his voice and leaned slightly toward Wuma Xiu.