I'm Going to Shove Their Heads Up Their Asses

Chapter 14: I'll Shove Their Heads Up Their Asses—Merlo Heavenly Court

"Hm? The Taotie beasts?" Hexi stared at the familiar name, sitting upright in her lab chair, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes.

"That's the Taotie civilization from the Netherworld Civilization, isn't it?"

She murmured softly, then seemed to recall something: "I remember the Taotie civilization, to curry favor with Cal, once set a so-called 'Thousand-Year Campaign' plan, targeting... the planet Earth in the Chi Wu Star System."

At that, a playful curve tugged at the corner of Hexi's lips, and her gaze deepened.

"Earth... Heh, found you, little one."

She wasn't the only one thinking of this.

In the great hall, Keisha, seated on her throne, also had her thoughts shift the moment she saw the word "Taotie."

Her eyes flickered briefly, then her face resumed its usual languid, composed expression.

Below, Angel Yan could barely contain her excitement: "My Queen!"

Keisha nodded slightly: "Go, Yan."

"Let that little one truly feel the 'warmth' of our Sacred Left Wing."

Those words made Yan's ears flush: "My Queen~"

Keisha smiled at her, but her tone gradually turned serious: "Stay close to him, observe him carefully. He might... be the future of the angels."

The future of the angels!

Yan's heart skipped a beat—this person's weight in Queen Keisha's heart was far heavier than she had imagined.

Yet before she could dwell on it, Keisha's next words fell into her ears like shards of ice: "Or... he might be the angels' doom."

Yan's expression stiffened.

Keisha's words struck like a silent thunderclap, echoing long in her heart—"the future of the angels" and "the angels' doom" could both rest on the same person.

She set aside the embarrassment from the earlier teasing, pressed her right hand lightly to her chest, and bowed solemnly to the queen on her throne: "I understand, my Queen."

Her voice was clear and firm, but carried a weight heavier than usual.

A trace of warmth flickered in Keisha's eyes.

She rose from her throne

and slowly walked to Yan's side.

Adjusting Yan's armor and attire, she gently placed her hand on the back of Yan's head.

"Yan... this mission is very dangerous. Everything about him is unknown to us."

"Everything he has shown are means that don't exist in the known universe."

Withdrawing her hand, Keisha's expression turned serious: "We don't know if it's truly as he said..."

"Or if it's all a deception."

"If you go... you might see the future of the angels, or you might... fall here."

Keisha's eyes showed a flicker of reluctance as she spoke.

But Angel Yan's gaze was full of resolve: "My Queen! Yan is not afraid."

"For justice, Yan would die without regret!"

She lifted her head, her eyes now clear and sharp, the calm decisiveness of the Sacred Left Wing returning to her.

"I will use these eyes to see him clearly," Yan said, word by word. "To see his nature, his choices, and all the possibilities he might bring..."

Whether hope or abyss.

She didn't speak the last half of the sentence aloud, but Keisha already read the unspoken meaning from that determined gaze.

"Go." Keisha nodded lightly, her tone returning to its usual calm, yet carrying a subtle depth. "Remember, you are not only observing him... but also drawing close to him."

Yan's gaze flickered, and she bowed again: "Yes."

She turned, her pure white wings unfurling behind her, a faint glow flowing along their edges. Without another word, Yan transformed into a streak of light, flying straight toward the boundless sea of stars beyond the hall.

The hall fell silent once more.

Keisha reclined on her throne, her gaze seeming to pierce through countless halls, fixed on some distant, tiny blue planet.

"Future... or doomsday..."

She repeated the two words in a low voice, her fingertips tapping lightly on the armrest of the throne, producing a steady, clear rhythm, as if calculating some invisible probability.

Meanwhile, in the laboratory, the star chart before Hexi had quietly shifted, its focus locked firmly onto that azure planet—Earth.

"Little one, let me take a good look and see just how many secrets you're hiding~"

As her voice faded, a figure identical to Hexi silently stepped out from behind her.

"Go," Hexi's true self tilted her head slightly, a glint of inquiry in her eyes, "find our special little 'lab rat.'"

The doppelgänger gave a slight nod, said nothing more, and directly opened a space wormhole, vanishing from the lab.

The room returned to silence, leaving only Hexi alone. She gazed at the spot where the doppelgänger had disappeared, that playful smile on her lips lingering for a long time.

[Huh? Not the Four Fiends from mythology?]

Seeing this, Qilin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief—as long as it wasn't some legendary, terrifying existence.

[Oh... so it's a bunch of aliens who've undergone mechanical modifications.]

[Well... if the real Taotie knew their name was being used by this kind of riffraff, would they be so pissed they'd swallow them all?]

[Wait, so it's these guys who want to cause trouble for Qilin?]

Qilin stared at the diary's contents, her eyes widening slightly, but she quickly calmed down.

So they're just aliens after all.

Yeah, she'd even picked up a transmigrator and taken him in, so what were a few aliens?

Now, as a "Resonator" with a transmigrator boy under her roof, Qilin's heart was utterly unruffled.

Since the enemy wasn't an ancient beast, she only had one thing to say:

"I'll make sure you never return!"

It must be said, when a person's ability and awareness both rise, confidence naturally grows.

Awareness without ability is just empty talk; ability without awareness easily turns one into a pawn in someone else's hands.

[Xiao Xue, where are those Taotie now?]

[What am I going to do? Go deal with them, of course.]

[How dare they lay a hand on Qilin.]

Reading these lines, Qilin couldn't help but curl her lips into a sweet smile—this "cub" she'd picked up really hadn't been raised for nothing.

Just a short while ago, he'd been worried about her, and in a single night, his mindset had completely flipped. Should she call women fickle? Maybe.

But Su Bai's next sentence instantly froze the smile on Qilin's face:

[How dare they ruin my evening feast—I'm going to shove their heads right up their own asses!]

...So she was less important than a snack?!

And—shoving heads up asses, what kind of weird punishment was that?!

Qilin wasn't the only one baffled.

Rui Mengmeng's eyes went wide, and the image involuntarily formed in her mind, making her shudder.

Wouldn't... their backs break?

Su Xiaoli was already doubled over, clutching her stomach with laughter:

"Hahaha, that's just too funny!"

Even Azhui, far away on the isolated island, couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.

But honestly, she was a little curious what that scene would look like.

Ahem, maybe it wasn't just her who had that thought.

She, Azhui, was a holy and pure angel—how could she possibly want to see such a disgusting image?

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