Don't Be Like That Yellow Weasel Next Door! / Doctor: Too Bad There Were No Tears Streaming Down My Face

"Xi-mei, don't doze off!"

"If you hadn't been secretly pressing my stomach, I should have gone to sleep."

Meanwhile, in another room, Xi looked at Nian with a serious expression while covering her lower abdomen with both hands.

Those scoundrels who disturb people's sleep should be hung on the deck of the Rhodes Island to reflect on their actions.

"You'd better have something urgent to do, otherwise, after all these years of cultivation, you might not be able to escape my painting."

Xi said that, but she had already guessed it; she was just waiting for a real response.

Because Nian has already started making moves, it's probably for Ah Cao's sake.

"I wanted to ask how Huang Cao has been these past few days?" Nian asked abruptly.

Xi gave a slightly mischievous smile. "You're doing great, full of energy every day. Shu and Jie can vouch for that. Why are you suddenly asking this?"

"Or are you craving your brother-in-law's wine just like Ling?"

Nian muttered to himself, "I'm not an alcoholic, it's just that I'm getting old... so I can't help but want to think about weird things."

Evening:

"No matter how much you think about it, you wouldn't actually think about your brother-in-law. In my opinion, there are only four words to describe you: daydreaming."

Suddenly exposed, Nian was momentarily at a loss. In fact, Xi was the easiest of the three to fool.

I originally thought that even if I was discovered, I could just laugh it off and gradually test the waters.

As a result, Xi immediately brought out the deep-seated sense of shame that Nian felt.

Is this still the same younger sister who never cared about anything?

Did her IQ increase so much after becoming a wife?

"You already know..." The end of the year swayed wildly behind, revealing the owner's depressed mood.

"Of course I know," Xi said irritably. "Or rather, we already discovered it back when you used your tails to nudge Ah Cao's legs. Just because Ah Cao, that blockhead, doesn't mean we haven't activated our senses."

Whether they are Banshee or Demon King, their senses are ridiculously powerful. For example, if someone is making a fuss behind their back, they can even pinpoint the exact location of the temperature and air movement if they concentrate.

A voice specialist, a legacy of a Pre-Civilization.

How could we not have noticed?

The women didn't explicitly say so, leaving the choice to the individuals involved, because everyone had gone through this process, and there was no need to make things difficult for them.

Letting things take their natural course is the best approach.

"So, my dear sister, can you help me?"

"Since you've already said that, it wouldn't be right for me not to help. But I need to know about your past relationships so I can help you develop a plan. I also need to discuss it with your other sisters, and they have to agree."

"I understand that; I guess you've gone through this process too."

Xi didn't refute it. Ah Cao was a blockhead. To achieve the best of both worlds, they often had to take the initiative.

Nian instantly returned to her previous cheerful self. "You really are my good sister. I'll bring you my treasured hot sauce another day, the kind that will make you stupid from the spiciness."

"Hot sauce, although Ah Cao doesn't like spicy food... then bring me a few bottles. My older and younger sisters at home can't handle spicy food very well, but whether you'll succeed in the end is still unknown."

Nian pulled out a jar of deep red chili sauce from somewhere, a wicked smile on his face.

Chapter 686 Don't be like the weasel next door!

"I haven't tried chili sauce, but it should be more stimulating than just filling."

Xi wasn't scared at all, but she had a feeling that the other person was hiding something.

"I will definitely help you, after all you've said. I used to be afraid of Sister Shu just like you, but now I've lived with Ah Cao for so many years, and Sister Shu won't care at all."

"But there's one thing that's bothering me. Does your sister know about your situation? She's the eldest sister in the family, and I always feel like she's watching me from above."

Despite his exceptional talent and charisma, Xi Bao is not a complete shut-in; over the years, he has been doing his best to improve his ability to control things.

Although A-Cao can open portals, he cannot create a world, nor can he enter the painting, because entering would cause it to collapse immediately.

Evening's abilities remain irreplaceable.

The two were still talking, discussing what to do next.

Meanwhile, in another location, after finishing her late-night snack, Huang Cao, still smelling of alcohol, went to the corridor to enjoy the evening breeze.

And quite by chance, he met Miss Doctor.

The Miss Doctor, dressed in her pajamas, made no attempt to conceal her voluptuous figure. "I have good news for you. Thanks to your teleportation ability, we found a lot of materials inside that base."

The Miss Doctor gave a very authoritative explanation of Master Huang's abilities in private: Abundance brings more blessings, the Hunt brings fewer.

The Blessing of the Hunt isn't powerful enough to create a separate world; opening a portal is already considered quite powerful.

However, after testing, it was found that the teleportation distance of Huang Cao was almost infinite. Using some devices and positioning from the Pre-Civilization, and with the active testing of the Miss Doctor, it was discovered that...

Within nanoseconds, the two traversed hundreds of thousands of light-years, instantly teleporting to an experimental base of a Pre-Civilization.

The speed was astonishing.

In theory, Master Huang already has the ability to travel between stars and has already planted Seed on many planets, just waiting to unify Terra and complete the colonization.

That's where the power of the Hunt ends. Although there are still many small-scale developments, there has been no breakthrough in creating space.

According to Miss Doctor, Huang Cao's fate did not go too far.

However, aside from genuinely hating those inhuman nobles and capitalists, Huang Cao killed people every day, not out of hatred for killing, but to create a new world for his people, which in turn increased his Abundance power.

To go far in life, one must align one's understanding with one's actions.

"I have a suggestion. Since you've already planted the Seed on those planets around Terra, why not just go all the way and achieve the goal in one go?"

"I don't think it's appropriate. How should I put it... I have a feeling that something big will go wrong. To be honest, I'm a rather conservative person. I have the ability to cover my losses, but that doesn't mean I really want to be a babysitter."

"In short, I'm a bit confused right now. Should I become a participant in all the events of the Terra civilization and nurture this civilization step by step?"

"I'm confident I can do a good job, but I can't guarantee that this kind of nanny-like education won't sow the Da Lei future problems. I never want to glorify suffering, but civilization is a complicated thing; the collection of countless people is not an unconscious organism like a cell."

Terra civilization is his own creation, but so many people are all tied to one person. Once a certain inertia is formed, it's hard to turn back. Utopia is already showing some of that trend.

If we were to develop into the interstellar age, where every step had to be meticulously planned, like feeding Huang Cao, it would indeed be quite challenging.

As for letting Master Huang's children expand the territory, that was also to provide a safety net for this civilization.

Because if something really happens in the future, and the children cry and whine, Huang Cao will still have to get out of bed to cover for them.

"Having lived in the Pre-Civilization for many years, I can offer some advice. Have you looked into the lore of Terra next door?"

"I know, and my development is somewhat similar to that of the neighbor, except I have great confidence in my child's education, and the subspace here isn't that strange."

"The humans in Terra next door are much more resilient than us. The weasels are in a very strange state regarding civilized methods, although most of the time they are willing but unable to."

"So I can learn it?"

"My suggestion is worth considering, but don't actually follow it. I think it's time to unify the issue of faith within Utopia. Stop saying you're not God; you're not some weasel next door. Besides, once you become God, you'll have ample reason and right not to interfere with the development of the human world."

"Wait, shouldn't one continue to work hard after becoming a god? Why is there still a sufficient reason?"

"Why don't you revise the doctrine? Just change the duties of your deity to protector, while also having a little bit of guiding responsibility. Isn't that what the land god of Siergrag does? There are indeed minor issues."

"Besides, you're much smarter than Yelagond. I'll take good care of you in the early stages and gradually delegate authority later. I'm sure you won't say now that you're here to enjoy yourself. Don't lie to others; you just can't let go of Terra!"

The Miss Doctor sees things very clearly; to be honest, the man in front of her isn't even older than her.

He has already done very well; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a Philosopher King. He's currently feeling down, but he'll definitely do even better in the future— the Doctor has no doubt about that.

But the Doctor was thinking about accelerating the man's transformation process as quickly as possible. Composing good ideas takes time. She could provide good ideas, but even the Philosopher King couldn't achieve everything in one step.

Huang Cao's current achievements are inseparable from his consistent attitude towards learning.

From the very first day he came into this world, he diligently studied the knowledge contained in the Originium Database, without ever letting up.

The Miss Doctor looked solemnly at the man before her. "Don't be stubborn now. You are the true god, the will of Utopia. Your will is the will of the nation and its people. Terra is different from our previous world. Trust yourself more than others."

The Doctor put it bluntly: Terra is ultimately not the world it used to be.

There aren't that many monsters and demons on Earth; at most, they're just abstract representations of people.

What a horrible place called Terra!

There are lumberjacks everywhere, and all sorts of gods on the planet, and the people are all incredibly abstract.

The previous approach wasn't unworkable, but the time it would take was uncertain. The obstacles in this world aren't just in ideas, but also in a physical sense.

"So become the god of this world, revise the doctrines, and you can rightfully watch over it, guided by faith, and move towards a new future."

Faith and religion are two different concepts.

The Miss Doctor didn't want to create a bloated state religion; she wanted the man before her to become the faith itself.

Chapter 687 Miss Doctor: It's a pity there were no tears flowing like a spring.

"To become a god, and then to exercise power in accordance with the will of the nation, without having to do everything perfectly, is like caring for a baby in a cradle, letting the baby take its first steps."

"And regarding your future children, my advice is not to offer any assistance, but to let Warfarin and the others also ascend to become divine companions."

"Anyway, it's normal for some gods to not issue commands for decades. Use this time to raise your offspring. With your ability to shape genes, as long as you change some racial characteristics, basically no one except the people who know you best will be able to tell whose child it is."

"And once you become a god, you won't need to show your face so often anymore. After finding successors for the officials in various regions, you can retire and change the doctrine to self-reliance and devotion to the gods, and interpret your commands through various laws."

The two discussed it for a while, and Huang Cao finally rolled her eyes in exasperation.

"Your idea is exactly the same as mine before. It's just that I changed my costume to a god. It's the same thing in a different guise."

The Miss Doctor didn't mince words. "So what do you want to do? There's no perfect solution in this world. If you keep going down this path, you'll probably end up like the weasel next door, wanting everything but getting nothing."

You want everything, but in the end you get nothing.

Trying to have the best of both worlds often leads to complete failure.

After much deliberation, Huang Cao finally agreed to the Miss Doctor's suggestion.

To become a god, yet to be highly integrated with the secular world.

It only appears at a fixed time each year, serving as a warning to everyone that it is always watching.

No need for a complete makeover, just a general image is enough.

All Utopian people possess the Seed of Abundance and are naturally drawn to Master Huang.

Of course, the interference of the Seed could also make ordinary people unable to recognize Master Huang, but he has never done so.

Religion is not permitted; the Huang Cao will become a symbol of faith, not a religious entity.

"That's more like it. Looks like my psychological counseling went pretty well, even though I didn't offer any substantial advice."

The Miss Doctor shrugged. Tonight, she specifically sought out Master Huang not only to tell him about the construction of the Honkai portal, but also to offer him some guidance.

While I'm at it, I'll also try to boost my popularity.

This strategy proved to be extremely effective.

Huang Cao, being unusually reserved, took the initiative. "If it weren't for what you did to me before, leaving me with psychological trauma, and now that I'm older and have experienced more, I'd probably already be won over by you."

"Hehe, it wouldn't be too much to ask for a reward, would it?"

"What reward? I won't do anything excessive."

"Don't worry, although I'm really tempted by you, I also know the importance of long-term strategy. You can't force things..."

At the end of her sentence, the Miss Doctor suddenly changed her tone and unbuttoned the buttons on her blouse.

"But even a half-eaten watermelon quenches thirst, right? I've been under a lot of stress lately, so I have some breast hyperplasia. It wouldn't be too much to ask you to massage it for me, would it?"

Huang Cao blinked. "Leaving aside whether the massage is effective, and whether your modified body even has these symptoms..."

"Don't interrupt. Just tell me if you're willing or not. If you're not, I won't make things difficult for you. Just pretend I was never here tonight."

Faced with Miss Doctor's nonsensical and unreasonable tactics, Huang Cao was at a loss.

As the first male massage therapist in the history of Banshee River Valley, he was quite well-known in the massage industry.

Theoretically speaking, he has done it before, or rather, he has done it many times.