"Qingman, why didn't you go to Earth?"
In Demon King Castle, Xu Lang rolled over and stopped spying on the women there.
For the past few days, Su Yuan and the others had been exploring the area around the shelter. It was relatively safe and not especially difficult. The only thing that concerned Xu Lang was the Space Insect Race.
"Home's fun, and the Demon King Bed is so comfortable~" Chi Qingman put down her phone, a little surprised that Xu Lang wasn't asleep.
Chi Qingman hadn't gone to Earth. As always, she had stayed behind to laze around with Xu Lang.
"What about your family over there?" Xu Lang asked.
"Uh... They're probably all dead." Chi Qingman sounded remarkably accepting. "If Mad King Building takes control of Earth and finds them, then they're still alive. If it doesn't find them, then it doesn't."
That went against every traditional notion of family.
Xu Lang studied Chi Qingman and realized she wasn't heartless. She had already grieved and come to terms with the possibility.
No wonder she could laze around without a care.
Chi Qingman was the sort of person Red Butterfly had described: someone who could starve with a pancake hung around her neck. It wasn't laziness. She simply didn't expect much from the world.
That was great!
"Qingman, since lying around is boring anyway, let's do something fun." Xu Lang pulled Chi Qingman toward him.
Before long, Chi Qingman had changed into a new outfit: white sneakers, pink-and-white knee socks, and a short skirt. She looked like the picture of bright-eyed innocence.
"This feels kind of naughty. Are we really doing it like this...?" Chi Qingman asked, blushing.
"What are you thinking? I just wanted you properly dressed. Otherwise, we can't go out."
"Huh? Where are we going? And