Ark Simulator: Don't I Have No Physical Form?

"... Why is there a red dot?"

She glanced down at the dashboard—an unfamiliar signal was flashing on the GPS map, its location pinpointed to just below the passenger seat of the sports car.

Swire's expression changed instantly. "Lin Yuhsia!!"

At 7:00 AM sharp, at the yacht marina.

Swire angrily yanked open the passenger seat, pried a button-sized tracker from the chassis, and her golden tail bristled. "When was this installed?!"

Su Rui took the still-glowing device and gently squeezed it. "... It was probably when she pinched my waist last night."

"That insidious one—" Swire was about to curse when Lin Yuhsia drove up in her sports car from another direction.

Worse still, at the entrance to the dock, a familiar black motorcycle roared towards them— Hoshiguma's fangs gleamed in the sunlight, and on the back seat was Chen Hui-chieh, carrying Chixiao. Meanwhile, on the seaside promenade, Lin Yuhsia's figure was also approaching at an alarming speed, her dragon eyes gleaming with murderous golden light in the morning light.

Swire grabbed Su Rui's wrist. "Run!"

The two rushed towards the private yacht moored on the shore. Swire untied the mooring lines, and the engine roared to life—

"Poetry! Sentiment! Elegance!"

Lin Yuhsia's voice boomed from behind. Without Swire slammed on the gas, and the yacht shot out of the harbor like an arrow, splashing the three people who had chased her to the shore with spray.

Swire's scarlet sports car pulled up to a stop at the marina with a beautiful drift, leaving two charred tire marks on the asphalt. She slammed the door shut, the golden tail tracing a dazzling arc in the morning light. Turning to Su Rui, who was still fastening her seatbelt in the passenger seat, she winked. "Perfect escape~"

Su Rui glanced at her watch. "It only took seven minutes to get from the hotel to the pier?"

"Six minutes and forty-eight seconds~" Swire proudly shook her car keys, a mini speed camera hanging from the keychain, "Breaking the record on the Seaside Avenue."

She deftly untied her blonde hair, strands fluttering in the sea breeze, and casually pulled two insulated boxes from the trunk. "Champagne and strawberry cake, both your favorites."

As Su Rui took the box, he noticed a faint metallic reflection on the bottom. Just as he was about to look down to examine it, Swire his arm and led him towards the yacht. "Forget about the tracker. I expected it; this yacht has twenty jamming sources."

The teak deck of the Emerald Star gleamed like honey in the sunlight. Swire pressed the start button on the center console, and the yacht's engine roared to life. She tiptoed and whispered in Su Rui's ear, "This ship has three escape pods, a top speed of 45 knots, and it's equipped with..."

Her boasting was interrupted by a sudden alarm.

On the radar screen, three red dots were approaching the dock from different directions. Swire instantly exploded. "How is this possible?!" She rushed to the control panel and pulled up the surveillance footage—

Hoshiguma's black motorcycle was rolling over the speed bumps at the dock entrance, its rear wheels kicking up a cloud of dust; Lin Yuhsia's high heels were tapping crisply on the steel stairs of the observation deck; most terrifying of all was Chen Hui-chieh, who had somehow already stood at the end of the pier, the tassel of Chixiao's sword motionless in the sea breeze.

"Damn it!" Swire's claws dented the leather steering wheel. "I clearly planted fake GPS signals in their phones!"

Su Rui pulled three transmitters of different colors from her pocket. "Is it possible... they installed them on you too?"

Swire's golden pupils narrowed to slits. "When?!"

"Lin Yuhsia's was hidden inside the sunscreen, Hoshiguma's was stuck to the bottom of the beer can," Su Rui pointed to the third one engraved with the Lungmen Guard Department insignia, "Chen Sir's... was probably when the tassel brushed against your hair last night."

The yacht's engine suddenly shut off. Swire abruptly turned to look at the fuel gauge—the fuel tank had been deliberately locked.

Welcome aboard!

Hoshiguma's voice came from above. She had somehow climbed onto the yacht's radar rig, hanging upside down and waving at the two of them, her canine teeth gleaming in the sunlight. Even more frightening was the key dangling from her hand—the yacht's spare starter.

Swire's tail stiffened into a stick. "When did you...?"

"Last night when you stole a kiss from Su Rui ~" Hoshiguma landed lightly, "By the way, Mr. Lin installed four trackers in your car."

Lin Yuhsia appeared at the gangway entrance, wearing a pearl-white backless dress. She toyed with the remote key to her Swire sports car. "Electronic locks are much more convenient than mechanical locks, aren't they?"

Chen Hui-chieh was the most decisive. With a clang, the Chixiao was drawn three inches from its sheath, its tip firmly pressed against Swire's throat. "Jump into the sea or hand over the person?"

Volume 11, Chapter 651: The preparations were quite thorough, but unfortunately...

Seagulls overhead emitted mocking cries.

Swire. Lin Yuhsia was inventorying the "escape supplies" retrieved from the yacht.

"Five sets of fake passports, three wigs," Lin Yuhsia said, unfolding a waitress uniform, "They even prepared uniforms from the Lungmen Guard Department?"

Chen Hui-chieh pulled a waterproof bag from the bottom of the freezer. "Now that's interesting." Inside the bag were twenty neatly arranged, unopened cell phones. "Each one must have our schedule pre-installed, right?"

Swire buried her face in the cushion and let out a muffled groan.

Su Rui tried to ease the tension. "Actually Swire also prepared..."

Four murderous gazes shot at him simultaneously, and he wisely picked up the mango Mousse cake from the coffee table.

"Wait!" Swire suddenly looked up, her golden ears twitching alertly. "How can you be so sure this isn't part of my plan?"

Hoshiguma raised an eyebrow. "Hmm?"

"Think about it!" Swire broke free and jumped onto the coffee table, cake frosting smeared on the soles of her high heels. "I deliberately let you discover the loophole, lured you to the dock, and then..." She snapped her fingers, and the yacht's sound system suddenly blared rousing symphony, "... the real escape has only just begun!"

As she announced this, all the yacht's cabin doors automatically locked, and the ventilation system began releasing sleep-inducing gases—but nothing happened.

Lin Yuhsia waved the neutralizing agent in her hand. "This is the latest product developed by Rhodes Island 'Medical Department to deal with various situations. Do you like it?"

Hoshiguma added, "Old Chen hacked into the yacht's central control system last night."

Chen Hui-chieh calmly sipped her black tea. "Your plan is quite detailed." She showed her phone, on which was a handwritten document by Swire: <The Perfect Dating Operation Plan - Final Version. docx>.

Swire immediately bristled. "You were peeking!!"

The sea breeze suddenly became very quiet.

At sunset, the five men sat side by side in the fishing area of the yacht.

Swire's golden tail drooped listlessly beside his fishing rod. "... Actually, I booked an underwater restaurant."

Hoshiguma took a swig of beer. "I've arranged a motorcycle tour."

Lin Yuhsia chuckled, "I've booked the entire touch pool at the aquarium."

Chen Hui-chieh gazed at the distant sea. "I've applied for the right to maintain the lighthouse."

Suddenly, Su Rui didn't find the grilled squid in her hand appealing anymore. "What have you prepared? You're clearly planning to eat me!"

Swire's ears suddenly perked up. "Wait! Since everyone..."

Four hands simultaneously covered her mouth.

Swire's fingernails scratched five fine lines on the tablecloth.

The "underwater restaurant" she booked was actually a huge circular glass aquarium, with tables surrounding a cylindrical body of water twenty meters in diameter. Su Rui was sitting opposite her—but surrounded by Chen Hui-chieh, Lin Yuhsia, and Hoshiguma in a triangle. Even worse, the restaurant manager had changed her reservation from a "romantic table for two" to a "group table for five."

Please enjoy your meal.

When the waiter brought out the first appetizer, Swire's tail snapped straight up. What was supposed to be her meticulously designed "couple's sashimi boat" was now divided into five equal portions. To make matters worse, Chen Hui-chieh had already used her chopsticks to pick up the tuna belly that she had specially instructed the chef to carve into a heart shape and steadily presented it to Su Rui's lips.

Open your mouth.

The tassel of Chixiao's sword swayed slightly with Chen Hui-chieh's movements, leaving a red mark on Su Rui's chin. Just as Su Rui was about to speak, Lin Yuhsia's fork jabbed in from the right, with a ribbon drizzled with black vinegar stuck in it.

"Try this first." Her fingernails gleamed like mother-of-pearl under the light. "It was just caught this morning."

Hoshiguma on the left reached out and bit into the sea urchin shell with her canine teeth, the crisp sound sending a chill down Swire's spine, "Freshly opened is the freshest~" She pressed her sea-drenched fingertips against Su Rui's lower lip, her golden eyes gleaming with mischief.

Gulp

Swire's swallowing even startled a passing sea turtle. She stared intently at the perfectly intact prawns on her plate, her claws twisting her napkin into a pretzel. When Su Rui's gaze finally fell upon her, Swire practically leaped up and shoveled the prawn meat into the air—

Whoosh!

A giant ray suddenly swooped past the glass, splashing water onto her skirt. Lin Yuhsia's cold laugh and Hoshiguma's muffled chuckle rang out simultaneously, while Chen Hui-chieh took the opportunity to feed Su Rui another spoonful of caviar.

"..."

Swire's golden ears drooped down visibly.

The main course portion was even more brutal.

On the food cart pushed in by the waiter, Swire's "Volcano-grilled Wagyu" was sizzling on the stone slab. Just as she picked up her knife and fork, Hoshiguma snatched the tongs from her. "I'll do it~ We can handle it ourselves."

Amidst the crackling sound of oil popping, Lin Yuhsia suddenly leaned over half the table. Her perfume today was a blend of cedar and tuberose; as her hair brushed against Su Rui's nose, the gleaming silver knife in her hand deftly sliced off the tenderest part of the tenderloin.

"Roasted to medium-rare is just right." She held the slice of meat between Su Rui's teeth. "When you bite down..."

Chen Hui-chieh's chopsticks suddenly appeared out of nowhere, picking up a crispy slice of garlic and pressing it onto the meat. "This goes well with it."

Swire's fork scraped across the plate with a harsh sound. She finally managed to find an opening to hand over a piece of beef tongue, but Hoshiguma suddenly "mishandled" the lemon juice bottle—the sour juice spilled all over her masterpiece.

"Oops~" Hoshiguma apologized insincerely, "It was a slip of the hand."

Outside the glass, a group of clownfish curiously gathered around, as if watching the tragedy unfold.

By the time the dessert cart arrived, Swire had already given up on maintaining her composure.

The "Confession Chocolate Fountain" she had booked was arbitrarily changed by the restaurant into a group sharing set. What's even worse, the decorative sign at the top—originally "To My Darling"—was replaced with "Congratulations to the Lungmen Guard Department Team Building."

"So thoughtful~" Hoshiguma scooped up a big spoonful of strawberry chocolate, "She even knows Old Chen loves sweets."

Lin Yuhsia used the tip of her fork to pick up a piece of marshmallow and slowly twirled it three times in the molten chocolate. The process of the sugar strands stretching felt like some kind of torture. Finally, she condescendingly offered the dessert, dripping with sauce, to Su Rui's lips. "Want to try some?"

Chen Hui-chieh went even further—she rotated the entire base of the chocolate fountain ninety degrees, making the letters "SR" (the initials of Su Rui's name that Swire originally requested to be engraved) completely disappear from view.

Swire's tail slapped against the seat.

"Actually..." Su Rui suddenly spoke, her fingertips touching the untouched tiramisu in front of her, "May I try yours?"

The four gazes instantly transformed into materialized blades.

Swire's pupils dilated slightly in the dim blue light. She almost trembled as she scooped up a spoonful of coffee-liqueur-soaked ladyfingers, only to have Hoshiguma snatch it away the moment she offered it—

"I'll test it for you~" Hoshiguma swallowed the spoon in one gulp, and deliberately licked the cream off her lips. "Mmm, it's really too bitter."

Outside the glass curtain wall, an octopus slowly crawled across, its eight tentacles taking turns sticking to the glass, as if clapping.

When she left, Swire's blonde hair seemed to have dimmed somewhat.

Volume 11, Chapter 652: Infiltration

She watched as Lin Yuhsia "accidentally" left a lipstick stain on Su Rui's collar, Chen Hui-chieh wrapped his wrist with a sword tassel to check for any allergic reactions, and Hoshiguma even used the excuse of "reading palms" to press his hand onto his abs—while she could only follow behind, occasionally slipping a mint into his pocket in the chaos.

"Ladies," the restaurant manager suddenly stopped at the exit, "The underwater tunnel experience is now open, would you like to...?"

Swire's eyes suddenly lit up. This 30-meter-long acrylic tunnel was the restaurant's only facility that was actually located five meters underwater, so narrow that only one person could pass at a time. Just as she took out the "Under Maintenance" sign she had prepared beforehand, she saw Lin Yuhsia pull out a special pass for the City Hall from her bag.

"What a coincidence," Lin Yuhsia's dragon eyes gleamed in the deep blue light, "I just happened to apply for tonight's facility maintenance." She turned to Su Rui and held out her hand, "Want to be my safety supervisor?"

The dock was eerily quiet late at night.

Swire squatted on the breakwater, mechanically tearing breadcrumbs to feed the fish, when she heard familiar footsteps behind her. When Su Rui sat down beside her, she carried a mixed scent of perfume—a mingled mix of cedar, gunpowder, and mint.

"Give."

He suddenly handed her a takeout box. When Swire opened it, she found a whole heart-shaped tuna belly with a little tiger grinning at her teeth drawn on the edge in sauce.

"I secretly left it in the kitchen," Su Rui pointed to the third button of his shirt—with the wrapper from the mints Swire had given him at noon pinned to it—"I bribed him with this."

Inside the glass curtain wall, three figures were frantically searching for them. The sound of Lin Yuhsia's high heels even startled a school of fish in the shallows, and Hoshiguma's curses came muffledly from across the seawater. Chen Hui-chieh's Chixiao reflected a dangerous red light on the monitor screen.

Swire suddenly laughed. She broke off the last piece of bread and stuffed the larger half into Su Rui's mouth. "Next time..." her canines gleamed coldly in the moonlight, "... I'll prepare a submarine."

Beneath the surface, the fish, drawn by the breadcrumbs, formed a perfect escape arrow, pointing towards the dark open sea in the distance.

I thought all the work was done and the rest of the time was for vacation, but then the mayor of Dossoles Su Rui to collect information on some terrorists.

The neon lights of Dossoles blurred into indistinct patches in the rain. Su Rui's boots rolled through the puddles at the alley entrance, the splashes of water lingering eerily for a second before silently falling back to the ground.

"Turn right in twenty meters." Chen Hui-chieh's voice came through the earpiece, the tassel of Chixiao's sword swaying slightly at the edge of the monitor screen. "Two sentries, dealt with."

Su Rui looked up at the rusty fire escape ladder—there should have been a sniper there, but now it slumped limply against the railing, as if pressed into a dream by an invisible hand. He reached out and ran his hand across the mottled wall, and the concrete suddenly rippled like water, revealing a hidden electronic lock panel.

drop.

The fingerprint recognition area lit up green under his fingertip.

"This is too obvious..." Hoshiguma's complaint was mixed with the sound of chewing gum, "Couldn't you at least pretend to struggle?"

Lin Yuhsia's cold snort cut in from another channel, "The heat source on the third floor has disappeared. Do you want to leave any survivors or not?"

Su Rui gently pushed open the security door. The corridor was littered with unconscious armed men, their weapons floating about thirty centimeters off the ground, like a science fiction movie paused on time. At the far end, the server room was dimly lit; the access control system slid open automatically when he was half a meter away, and the hum of the cooling fans suddenly subsided.

"I like this atmosphere," Su Rui said to the air, her fingertips tracing the nearest host casing. Dust on the casing automatically gathered into an arrow shape, pointing to the location of the core database.

Chen Hui-chieh's sword tip pressed against the Adam's apple of the last conscious person.

Just two minutes ago, this burly man wearing Tactical Visor was yelling about detonating the gas pipeline, but now he was like a snake with its spine removed, the alarm codes flashing wildly on his goggles all turning into docile green. He watched in horror as Su Rui slowly and methodically unplugged the backup power supply to the server array—those interfaces that required triple biometric authentication were as docile as supermarket lockers in this young man's hands.

"You..." The burly man's pupils reflected the automatically decrypting waterfall of images on the screen behind Su Rui, "What exactly is it—"

The dull thud of Chixiao's sword hilt striking his temple perfectly coincided with the sound of Lin Yuhsia kicking open the ventilation duct. The young lady in the Black Raincoats landed lightly, her high heels crushing the still-wriggling data cables on the ground, which curled up like wounded snakes.