The Captain Just Wants to Go Home and Play Games

As Theresa said, with a sense of smell far surpassing that of humans, any scent she imprinted would be difficult to escape her tracking within a short period.

Coupled with the advantage of flight, even Kiana, who possessed time-space acceleration abilities, couldn't evade Theresa's serious pursuit.

Thus, Kiana was quickly caught by Theresa.

"Where do you think you're running now?"

The red mist swirling around Theresa shot towards Kiana like whips.

Of course, Theresa's attacks were primarily aimed at blocking Kiana's escape routes, not at harming her.

Kiana, relying on her acceleration and years of experience in running away, quickly darted into narrow terrain with dense obstacles, which hindered Theresa's flight and vision, barely maintaining a stalemate.

But Kiana was only relying on ordinary escape methods. She didn't know that Theresa was tracking her not by sight, but by smell. Every time she thought she'd escaped, she'd be caught again a few minutes later.

Gradually, her stamina began to falter.

"Damn it!"

Kiana's mind was in turmoil. She hadn't been in such a predicament for a long time, and she wasn't sure if she could actually escape.

Gritting her teeth, she diverted some of her attention, took out her phone, and while running and jumping, she operated it with one hand, sending a message to Mo Yi.

Fortunately, she had developed a skill for typing without looking at the screen while delivering food and handling orders. Otherwise, trying to multitask with her phone in this state would have been suicidal.

As for why she didn't use voice messages, it was because in the past, for the convenience of delivering food and managing various order information, she had disabled communication apps like WeChat to avoid affecting her phone's speed. Now, to use them, she needed to enter her password to log in.

She could have already typed and sent the message with one hand in the time it took to log in.

As Kiana typed, she muttered:

"Mo Yi, what exactly did you do to make that person behind me chase me like my life depended on it?"

"If I get away this time, I'm making you treat me to a month of lavish meals—"

As the saying goes, hesitation leads to defeat!

Even with one hand, in this life-or-death race, it caused Kiana to falter slightly, reducing her speed. Theresa seized the opportunity and caught up.

Theresa, who had been chasing her all along, was getting annoyed. This time, the force and coverage of her attack were greater than before. Countless spears formed from red mist rained down on Kiana.

"Damn it—"

The moment Theresa attacked, Kiana's sixth sense went wild. If she dodged poorly this time, she could be heavily injured and unable to fight back!

So, she stopped typing, pressed send, and activated 'Void Space' again, amidst the deadly red rain.

Closing her eyes, she relied on her skin to feel the air's breath and changes, spinning and leaping madly.

She unleashed the full potential of her flexible body, transforming into a swallow that refused to yield to fate, soaring into the storm, unyielding.

Of course, Kiana, this swallow, absolutely did not wish for the storm to intensify.

While still dodging, she felt a pain in her body. This was her body's warning signal from her overworked cells.

If there were any more intense attacks, Kiana planned to stop immediately and surrender with her hands raised. It would be more practical.

At least, the other party might not kill her on the spot. As long as she survived, there was hope.

"Boom, bang bang—"

This attack caused more destruction than the previous ones. Feeling a strong smell of blood ahead, Theresa, thinking her opponent was down, remained in place to observe.

After several seconds, she noticed that Kiana was nowhere to be found in the cratered destruction. The bloody smell was just a pool of blood on the ground.

"You still got away, delivery big sister."

Theresa puffed out her cheeks, walked to the pool of blood, dipped her hand in, and licked the blood on the ground. Her already wine-red eyes brightened, like shining rubies.

"It seems Theresa needs to get more serious!"

With her ability to manipulate blood, Theresa's tracking range, after imprinting the information of someone's blood, was infinitely more terrifying than relying solely on her sense of smell.

At this moment, Kiana was like an injured Ice Maiden being chased by a Blood Demon overflowing with bloodthirsty skills. Even if Theresa let Kiana run ten thousand meters ahead, she would never lose track of her.

"Fortunately, while there's still time—"

Kiana, who had slipped away again amidst the chaos, hid in a dark alley. She took out her phone, intending to send another message to Mo Yi, but found that the phone wouldn't turn on. The screen was covered in cracks, likely damaged by flying debris during her evasion.

"Damn it—"

Kiana tightly pressed her right hand to the wound on her arm, trying to stop the bleeding.

"The opponent hasn't caught up immediately. It seems my guess was right—"

"She's tracking me by 'scent.' She was just misled by the blood I deliberately left behind."

"But the current situation is still very bad."

Kiana took a deep breath. The fatigue and soreness in her body reminded her that she needed to find a place to lie down and rest. If only she had another bottle of Pulsar and some fried pork chops, that would be even better.

"You're quite pathetic, Kiana—"

A voice that didn't belong to Kiana echoed in her mind.

"Shut up—"

This voice always appeared when she was in danger. Although Kiana didn't know the other party's intentions, she felt a sense of malice from them.

"This young lady doesn't have time for idle chatter."

The will of the Herrscher of the Void, Sirin, hidden within Kiana's body: "..."

Kiana, you've changed!

Even if you didn't listen to my advice before and fell for my tricks, you'd still chat with me. But now you don't even have the patience to listen to me?

In this world, who cares about you and cherishes you more than I do, huh?

If you die, this Herrscher will have to accompany you to the underworld. Otherwise, what mood would I be in to keep talking nonsense with you?!

Don't think I don't know you're inside me. You have the guts to get involved with some random guy, but you don't have the guts to talk to me properly!

"Now is not the time to be willful and stubborn, Kiana—"

Sirin maintained her arrogant tone and said:

"The opponent's power is not simple. Besides the erosion power, there's also a hidden strength within them that even I have to take seriously."