Before the Main Control System, a virtual image hovered in midair.
A rough, burly hunk of a man was forcing a handsome guy to "drive the train into the tunnel."
The scene could be summed up in three words—beautiful, tragic, spicy.
A beautiful man was miserably getting played like a card game by a crude brute.
Honestly, even smearing a ton of dragon's breath chili peppers into one's eyes would not have been as fiery and shocking as the scene at this very moment.
"You! Ah! Won't! Ah! Die! Ah! A! Ah! Good! Ah! Death! Ah!"
The King of the Cauldron Belt, being bent over by the Intelligent Life enlightened primarily from the Star Destroyer's system, spoke in broken spurts. Every word that popped out of his mouth was inevitably accompanied by a scream that could only be described as wretched and mournful.
He Zhao stared, completely dumbfounded. He swore to the heavens that just now, he had only been carried away by anger and blurted out some furious words. In the end, never in a million years had he expected that an Intelligent Life could actually play cards. It was truly like slicing one's ass with a knife—what an eye-opener.
"What kind of being is a system thing, exactly? And how would it even have kids?"
His attention gradually shifted away from the eye-searing image in midair.
"Ah—"
A cry carrying both agony and a faint trace of pleasure drew this card game to a close.
The King of the Cauldron Belt's virtual image became slack-jawed with shock, drool even leaking from the corner of his mouth.
He had never expected that one day, he himself would actually enjoy the kind of "love" only an Intelligent Life could enjoy.
"You just wait. Just wait! I am the next-generation heir