Ark Simulator, Am I Not Without a Physical Body?

What does "anything is fine" mean? What does "fine" mean?!

Before Su Rui could recover from the shock and absurdity, Ensia Silverash suddenly stepped forward, stretched out her hands, and shoved Su Rui hard!

Caught off guard, Su Rui was pushed with all her might by Ensia Silverash, causing her to stumble backward. Her foot slipped on the soft carpet, and she fell uncontrollably backward.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, Su Rui's back landed solidly on Ensia Silverash's large, bouncy bed, which was covered with a thick down comforter and soft plush toys. The soft mattress bounced him up slightly before sinking him back in.

Su Rui was a little dazed from the fall. Before he could struggle to sit up, a petite but exceptionally agile figure pounced on him!

Like a nimble little leopard, Ensia Silverash took advantage of Su Rui's disorientation and lack of reaction time, and pressed herself down on Su Rui, using her body weight to firmly pin him to the soft bed.

"Ensia Silverash! What are you doing?! Get up!" Su Rui was both shocked and angry, trying to push away the girl who was pressing down on him. But although Ensia Silverash looked petite, she suddenly had strength from somewhere, pressing her hands tightly on Su Rui's shoulders and straddling Su Rui waist, holding him firmly in place.

"No!" Ensia Silverash's face flushed red with excitement and effort, her blue eyes shining brightly as she stared intently at Su Rui's wide, angry black eyes. "If Sister can be intimate with Lady Yela, then so can I! Su Rui, you're not allowed to move!"

Su Rui was almost laughing in exasperation at this absurd turn of events. What was all this nonsense?! Enya and Yela... how could he possibly control them?! It was completely Yela's one-sided... bullying (?)! And what on earth was Ensia Silverash thinking?!

"Ensia Silverash! Stop messing around! Let me go! This is different!" Su Rui tried to reason with this obviously eccentric girl, while increasing the force on her hands, trying to throw her off.

However, Ensia Silverash seemed determined, pressing him down firmly and refusing to let go no matter how much Su Rui struggled. She even leaned down, whispered in Su Rui's ear, and said in a tone tinged with resentment and unwillingness, "Su Rui is biased! He only lets my sister and Lady Yela get close! I want it too!"

A warm breath, carrying the sweet scent unique to young girls, sprayed onto Su Rui's sensitive earlobe, causing his body to stiffen almost imperceptibly. This familiar feeling... reminded him of last night in the temple, of Yela's cool kiss behind his ear...

This association made Su Rui even more ashamed and indignant, and she struggled even harder. "Ensia Silverash! Listen to me! Let go! This is not the same thing at all!"

Seeing that Su Rui was struggling harder and harder, Ensia Silverash seemed to be losing control of him. A hint of anxiety flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly raised her head, facing the doorway, and called out in a loud voice:

"Sister Jian! Come help me!"

Su Rui's body stiffened instantly at the mention of the name "Jian". Jian? The taciturn, shadow-like bodyguard who Ensia Silverash exceptionally skilled? She was here too?!

Just as Su Rui was distracted by the sudden name, a slender yet upright figure appeared silently by the bedside from the shadows of the room, like a ghost.

It was indeed a mace. She was still wearing that dark, close-fitting outfit that allowed for easy movement, with a short blade hanging at her waist. Her short, SilverAsh hair was neatly styled, and her face was expressionless. Only her icy blue eyes calmly watched the two people "wrestling" together on the bed, as if they were observing something perfectly ordinary.

"Miss." Jian's voice, like her eyes, was calm and even.

"Sister Jian! Quickly help me hold down Su Rui!" Ensia Silverash cried out as if she had seen a savior, her little face filled with excitement and pride. "He's so strong, I can't hold him down much longer!"

Volume 18, Chapter 1255: You are bullying the weak with numbers and showing no martial virtue.

Jian's gaze shifted from Ensia Silverash's excited face to Su Rui, who was pinned beneath her, her cheeks flushed with shock and shame, struggling to stay upright. Her eyes remained unmoved, as if she were merely assessing the difficulty of a task.

Then, under Su Rui's incredulous gaze, Jian nodded and replied briefly, "Yes, Miss."

As soon as she finished speaking, she stepped forward, her movements swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation. One hand, like an iron clamp, precisely gripped Su Rui Su Rui's wrist, while the other pressed down on his shoulder. Her strength was completely different from Ensia Silverash's; it possessed a honed, precise, and ruthless control that instantly shattered most of Su Rui's struggles, firmly and even more steadily pressing him down onto the soft bed.

"Jian! You... let go!" Su Rui was both shocked and angry, trying to break free, but Jian's strength was far beyond what Ensia Silverash could match. He was pinned to the bed by two girls on his left and right, unable to move, and a deeper sense of shame and powerlessness, from which there was nowhere to escape, surged into his heart.

Ensia Silverash's excitement intensified when she saw that she had successfully "subdued" Su Rui. She leaned down again, getting close to Su Rui, her blue eyes sparkling with a naive yet unsettling stubbornness and curiosity that sent chills down Su Rui's spine.

"Now, Su Rui can't escape, right?" Ensia Silverash's voice carried a hint of smug laughter, her warm breath brushing against Su Rui's neck once more.

She looked at Su Rui's eyes, which were slightly red from shame and helplessness, and her tightly pursed, pale lips, her eyes gleaming with a restless light.

"Sister and Lady Yela can," Ensia Silverash's voice lowered, carrying an almost declarative tone, soft as a feather, yet with an undeniable weight.

"Then, Sister Jian and I want some too."

As soon as she finished speaking, to Su Rui's horrified gaze, Ensia Silverash lowered her head slightly and leaned closer to Su Rui's lips, which were slightly parted in surprise...

Meanwhile, on the other side, although Jian remained expressionless, his icy blue eyes lowered slightly, his gaze falling on Su Rui, which had been slightly open due to her struggle, and below it, on her delicate collarbone, tinged with a faint pink from shame and indignation...

Inside the room, a sweet fragrance wafted through the air, the light and shadows creating an ambiguous atmosphere. The soft bed sank deep, supporting three intertwined figures. Outside the window, the wind and snow had subsided, but the chill remained. Inside, however, a more "dangerous" "storm," sparked by innocence and stubbornness, seemed to have only just begun. Su Rui's struggles, suppressed by the combined efforts of the two girls (one of whom was a highly skilled guard), appeared so weak and helpless. He could only watch helplessly as Ensia Silverash's face drew ever closer, filled with excitement and curiosity, feeling the cold, steady grip of the mace, his heart filled with sorrow and chaos.

What on earth is going on?!

Consciousness, like sinking deep into warm honey, is viscous and sweet, yet carries a heavy feeling that is hard to escape. The body's senses seem to be isolated by a thick, soft blanket, with only some residual, subtle tremors like electric currents running through it, and an extreme fatigue and languor after being completely "emptied" of all strength, silently telling something from the nerve endings.

Su Rui (the one forced into a deep sleep) felt as if he were in a long, bizarre dream. In the dream, he was trapped in a warm, soft, sweet-smelling swamp, unable to struggle or escape. There were warm, curious touches, like Firstborn beasts, recklessly exploring, roaming over his most sensitive skin, igniting tiny, chilling flames. There were cold, steady confinements, like the most precise shackles, locking away all his resistance, bringing a contradictory feeling mixed with despair and a strange sense of security. And then there were soft, sweet-smelling lips, like greedy butterflies, sometimes gently sucking nectar, sometimes nibbling innocently and carelessly, leaving indelible marks on his body...

The dream was chaotic and ambiguous, filled with blush-inducing yet vaguely remembered fragments. He seemed to have become a most precious treasure, handled and played with in turn, gently caressed, explored, and possessed by hands and lips of different temperatures and scents...

Ultimately, all the senses were overwhelmed by the continuous, tidal wave of intense stimulation, a mixture of tingling, trembling, and a secret pleasure. Consciousness, like a bowstring stretched to its limit, snapped at the last moment, sinking into an endless, warm darkness.

I don't know how much time passed; it might have been just a fleeting moment, or it might have felt like an eternity.

As the first faint ray of morning light, carrying the chill of snow, struggled to pierce through the gaps in the heavy curtains and cast a narrow, grayish-white band of light on the floor of Ensia Silverash's bedroom, which was filled with the sweet scent of a young girl, the chaotic and protracted "storm" on the bed, sparked by "sharing" and "exploration," finally began to subside.

Like a contented kitten, Ensia Silverash curled up beside Su Rui, her little face buried in the crook of his neck, slightly damp with sweat. Her golden hair was scattered messily on the pillow, her cheeks still flushed, and a satisfied and sweet smile played on her lips as she slept soundly. Even in her sleep, one of her little hands unconsciously and tightly gripped the slightly open collar of Su Rui's shirt, as if afraid that her "toy" would run away.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Jian remained in a near-protective posture, lying on her side next to Su Rui. Her clothes were still neat (relatively speaking), with only her hair slightly disheveled. One of her arms was still loosely wrapped around Su Rui's waist in a possessive and protective manner, while the other hand rested gently on Su Rui's shoulder. Her eyes were closed, her breathing even, and her face remained expressionless, as if her "participation" just now was merely an extra "task" requiring vigilance. Only her slightly pursed lips, which seemed redder than usual, and her profile, which, even in her sleep, exuded an unassailable, cold, and sharp aura, revealed something unusual.

Su Rui, who had been "shared" and "tortured" for almost the entire night, had fallen into a deep sleep. He lay on his back, his silver hair damp with sweat, clinging messily to his smooth forehead and cheeks flushed an unnatural red. His eyes were tightly closed, his long eyelashes casting thick shadows beneath his eyelids, trembling slightly from extreme exhaustion and an indescribable emptiness after being "excessively taken from." His lips were slightly parted, redder than usual, even a little swollen, his breathing shallow and long, as if he had exhausted all his strength and was too weak to even dream. On his exposed neck, collarbone, and even chest, faint, ambiguous marks were visible, glowing with a fragile pink hue in the morning light that made one's heart race.

Volume 18, Chapter 1256: This is no joke.

Surrounded and "protected" by the two girls, Su Rui fell into a deep sleep, completely unaware of the even more "chaotic" morning that was about to begin.

As dawn broke, the wind and snow outside the window seemed to have completely stopped, leaving behind a silent and cold world covered with thick snow.

Jian's biological clock made her wake up precisely at a fixed time. Her icy blue eyes snapped open, sharp and clear, without a trace of the confusion of someone just waking up. She first quickly scanned the room to make sure it was safe, and then her gaze fell on the two people still fast asleep beside her.

Ensia Silverash was fast asleep, a contented smile on her face. As for Su Rui ... Jian's gaze lingered for a moment on Su Rui's sleeping, visibly tired profile. Last night's "accidental" commotion, orchestrated by the young lady, seemed to have drained him of immense energy. She could even sense that his vital energy was weaker than usual, like a candle flickering in the wind, still burning stubbornly, yet exuding an indescribable fragility.

Jian's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, but quickly returned to their usual cold calm. She carefully withdrew her arm from Su Rui's waist and then gently sat up.

Just then, Ensia Silverash seemed to be startled by her subtle movement. Her long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes. Her blue eyes were still heavy with sleep, but when she saw Su Rui beside her and Jian, who had already sat up, the memory of last night's "foolishness" instantly came back to her.

Ensia Silverash's face flushed instantly, like a ripe apple. But in her eyes, there was more excitement, satisfaction, and... a strange, even stronger possessiveness. She looked at Su Rui's sleeping profile, at the faint marks on his body, and an indescribable sense of accomplishment and joy filled her chest.

If her older sister can be close to Lady Yela, then so can she! And she even "shared" herself with Sister Jian! Su Rui is hers! He belongs to them (her and Sister Jian)!

This thought stirred a surge of emotion within Ensia Silverash. She didn't want to let Su Rui leave like this. She wanted... to stay like this forever, with Sister Jian, and... perhaps, with her sister and Lady Yela?

A bold, almost insane idea took shape in her mind.

She looked up at Jian, her eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation, and whispered, "Sister Jian, shall we... take Su Rui up the Holy Mountain?"

Her icy blue eyes calmly met Ensia Silverash's, seemingly unsurprised by the suggestion, yet offering no immediate opposition. She remained silent, as if assessing the feasibility and risks of the plan.

"Look, Su Rui is sleeping so soundly. Let's be careful, he won't wake up," Ensia Silverash continued to "encourage" him, her tone filled with childlike slyness and excitement. "Let's take him to find Sister and Lady Yela! That way, we can stay together forever! Just like... just like a family!"

The word "family" seemed to touch a very subtle chord in Jian's heart. Her gaze fell once again on Su Rui's sleeping face. That face had shed the vigilance, aloofness, and occasional embarrassment of his waking state, leaving only the unguardedness and an almost fragile tranquility of sleep. Last night, he had been forced to endure the "demands" of the young lady and her (in a way), and now, in his sleeping state, a trace of... extremely faint, almost pity, rose in her heart.

Moreover... Holy Mountain Kjeragandr, that ancient and mysterious being, seems to have an extraordinary interest in Su Rui. If he were brought back to Holy Mountain...

After a brief moment of deliberation, Jian nodded almost imperceptibly. The movement was subtle, yet remarkably certain.

"Yes, Miss," she replied softly, her voice still calm and even, but the underlying meaning clearly indicated her attitude.

Ensia Silverash's eyes lit up instantly; she almost cheered, but quickly covered her mouth. The two exchanged a glance and immediately began to act.

Jian's movements were swift and silent. She found a thick, soft blanket and carefully wrapped the still-sleeping, oblivious Su Rui, leaving only her sleeping face exposed. Then, with the standard posture of transporting a "wounded" or "important item," she easily lifted the wrapped-up Su Rui horizontally into her arms. Su Rui's body, exceptionally soft from sleep, felt weightless against her.

Ensia Silverash quickly tidied her clothes and helped Su Rui straighten the blanket to ensure he wouldn't catch a cold or be easily discovered by outsiders. Then, like the most tacitly coordinated stalkers, the two silently left Ensia Silverash's bedroom and once again followed the secret path Su Rui had taken Ensia Silverash down the mountain the night before, heading upstream towards the Holy Mountain.

This time, they carried their "spoils" and had a clear goal— the Manjushri Monastery Temple atop the Holy Mountain.

Perhaps it was because he had exhausted himself the night before, or perhaps the effects of Yela's "forced sleep" hadn't completely worn off, or perhaps Jian's embrace was too comforting, but Su Rui didn't wake up at all during the entire "smuggling" process. He just unconsciously snuggled against Jian's chest, letting out a soft, sleepy murmur, before falling into a deep sleep again, as if he were just having a turbulent dream.

When Jian, carrying Su Rui, and together with Ensia Silverash, quietly pushed open the side door of Enya's bedroom and stepped into that warm, tranquil space filled with the familiar scent of herbs, the first thing they saw was Enya sitting on a low couch by the fireplace, holding an ancient book in her hands, seemingly reading quietly.

Hearing the noise, Enya looked up. When she saw Jian return, carrying an "unidentified object" wrapped tightly in a blanket with only silver hair showing, and Ensia Silverash following behind, her little face filled with excitement and trepidation, a hint of surprise flashed across her usually gentle brown eyes, quickly replaced by astonishment, confusion, and a faint... displeasure.

"Ensia? Jian?" Enya put down the book in her hand, stood up, and her gaze swept over the three of them, finally settling on the familiar silhouette wrapped in a blanket. Her brows furrowed slightly. "This is... Su Rui? Why did you bring him back again? And... like this?"

Ensia Silverash felt a little guilty under her sister's gaze, but she still mustered her courage, ran up to Enya, took Enya hand, and said in a coquettish and excited tone, "Sister! We brought Su Rui back! Now we can be together forever! Okay, sister?"

Volume 18, Chapter 1257: Will you dare to do it again?

"Nonsense!" Enya's voice was unusually stern. She withdrew her hand, looked at her sister's arrogant and joyful expression, and then at Su Rui, who was fast asleep in her arms and had obviously been "exhausted." The displeasure in her heart quickly escalated into worry and a hint of anger.

She stepped forward, reached out, and pinched Ensia Silverash's soft cheek in a displeased manner, gently pulling it outwards with a light touch, yet carrying the authority of an older sister.

"Ouch! Ouch! I'm sorry, sister!" Ensia Silverash cried out dramatically, clutching her pinched cheek, tears welling in her eyes, pleading for mercy. "I just... I just didn't want to be separated from Su Rui! And... and doesn't Lady Yela like Su Rui too? We... we can be together..."

"Together what!" Enya was amused and exasperated by her words, feeling both annoyed and helpless. She released her hand from pinching her cheek and gently poked her forehead instead. "You! Do you even know what you're doing? Su Rui... he's not our toy!"

Her gaze fell once more on Su Rui in her arms, looking at his still-tired face in his sleep. The anger in her heart was replaced by a more complex, heart-wrenching emotion. She knew her sister's dependence on and closeness to Su Rui (perhaps mixed with other feelings), and she knew Yela's unfathomable "interest" in Su Rui, but to "tie" him up the mountain like this, and then act as if she were "sharing" him, was simply...

Just then, a clear and calm voice suddenly rang out in the bedchamber, like a flowing icy spring, instantly dispelling the somewhat awkward and tense atmosphere that permeated the air.

"You brought it back?"

Kjeragandr's figure had appeared silently at the doorway of the inner chamber without anyone noticing. She was still wearing that simple white robe, barefoot, her long silver hair cascading down her back like a waterfall woven from moonlight. Her exquisite face was expressionless, her golden eyes calmly sweeping over the people present, finally settling on the figure wrapped in a blanket in her arms.

Her gaze lingered for a moment on Su Rui's sleeping face. Unlike Enya's worry and anger, or Ensia Silverash's excitement and trepidation, Yela's eyes were calm to the point of indifference, as if she were merely examining an object.

But upon closer inspection, one can discover that deep within her calm, golden eyes, there seems to be a faint, almost imperceptible glimmer, like an undercurrent surging beneath the surface of ice. Her gaze seems to penetrate the thick blanket and the appearance of Su Rui's slumber, directly seeing something deeper and more essential.

Upon seeing Yela, Enya suppressed her anger, gave Yela a slight nod, and said with a tone of apology and helplessness, "Lady Yela, I'm sorry, Ensia was being too unreasonable. I'll have Jian sent to Su Rui right away..."

"No need."

Yela interrupted Enya. Her voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority. She strode forward, her bare feet touching the cool, smooth ground, and silently walked to the mace.

Jian held Su Rui in his arms, bowing slightly to show respect, but showed no intention of letting go of Su Rui's arms.

Yela reached out, not to catch Su Rui, but to gently lift a corner of the blanket covering Su Rui's face, revealing his sleeping, unguarded face.

Her fingertips, cool to the touch, brushed very gently across Su Rui's forehead and between his brows, before resting on the pulse point on the side of his neck.

Her fingertips seemed to be sensing something. Her calm, golden eyes seemed to be reading some kind of information that ordinary people could not understand through the touch of her fingertips.

Inside the bedchamber, all was silent. The only sound was the faint crackling of the firewood burning in the fireplace. Enya, Ensia Silverash, and even Jian held their breath, watching Yela with bated breath, wondering what judgment this ancient being would make.

A moment later, Yela withdrew her fingers. She tucked the blanket around Su Rui again, then slowly raised her head, her golden eyes calmly looking at Enya, then sweeping over the anxious Ensia Silverash and the silent Jian.

Her voice, still calm and undisturbed, echoed clearly in everyone's ears like the coldest judgment:

"He can probably stay for another month."

Enya's heart sank. She instinctively took a step forward, her voice trembling slightly. "Lady Yela, what... what do you mean? What... stay for a month?"

Ensia Silverash was also stunned. The excitement and trepidation on her face vanished instantly, replaced by confusion and unease. Jian's arm around Su Rui tightened almost imperceptibly.

Yela's gaze fell once more on Su Rui's sleeping face, and in her calm eyes, there seemed to be a hint of almost imperceptible, knowing understanding.

"The body will dissipate." Yela's voice was as if stating a natural law unrelated to herself. "The consciousness will find you, just as it did before," she looked at Enya, "And settle in another person's mind."

She paused, seemingly searching for a more precise, yet still cold, word to describe it. "Parasitism, or symbiosis."

The simple words, however, resounded like thunder in the bedchamber.

Body... dissipating? Consciousness... parasitizing?

Su Rui... can he only "stay" for another month? Then, his body will disappear, and his consciousness, just like when it inexplicably appeared in Enya's mind and established a connection with her, will randomly enter another person's mind again, and "survive" in another form?

This realization instantly turned Enya pale, and her body swayed almost imperceptibly. She recalled how, initially, Su Rui's consciousness had appeared like an uninvited guest in her lonely mental world, bringing chaos, but also a faint sense of companionship. She remembered how he later "descended" into that strange snow leopard body, appearing before her in physical form, awkwardly comforting her, keeping her company, and even... last night, his indescribable "intimacy" with Yela...

And now, Yela is telling her that all of this only lasts for one month? In one month, this warm body will dissipate, and this person who can feel shame and anger, helplessness, clumsily comfort others, and fall into a deep sleep in Yela's arms will once again become a vague, ethereal consciousness, searching for its next "host"?

An overwhelming sense of grief and a profound feeling of powerlessness instantly gripped Enya. She looked at the sleeping Su Rui in her arms, and her eyes quickly welled up with tears.

Ensia Silverash understood, her face turning deathly pale. She shook her head violently, her blue eyes filled with disbelief and terror. "No... no way! How could Su Rui... Lady Yela, you must have a way, right? Please save Su Rui!"

Although Jian remained expressionless, a very subtle ripple seemed to flicker deep within her icy blue eyes. Her arm, which was holding Su Rui's, seemed to stiffen for a moment.

Volume 18, Chapter 1258: Some things are irreversible.

Despite Ensia Silverash's pleas and Enya's sorrowful gaze, Yela's golden eyes remained calm and unwavering. She seemed to have foreseen this outcome, or perhaps it was simply part of some kind of "rule" that even she could not change.

"This is the 'way' he exists." Yela's voice carried an ancient, almost cruel calm. "I cannot change it."

Her words, like a final verdict, shattered Ensia Silverash's last hope. Tears welled up in the little girl's eyes instantly, and she threw herself into her sister's arms, sobbing silently. Enya hugged her sister tightly, her own tears falling silently as well.

Only Jian remained silent, holding Su Rui like a cold statue.

The bedchamber was filled with an atmosphere of sorrow and despair.

After a long while, Enya took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. She gently patted her crying sister in her arms, but her gaze fell once again on Su Rui's sleeping face.

Sadness, helplessness, but... there was also a strange, unwavering determination gathering in her eyes.

She looked up at Yela, her voice still slightly choked, yet exceptionally clear and firm. "Lady Yela, please don't tell Su Rui about this."