Living with Angels

Yun Ming could not help looking at her and said helplessly, "I have no grudge against you, so why are you trying to harm me like this?"

Angel Mo Yi burst out laughing at that. "You really are a strange one. Fine! Then tell my fortune."

"Alright!"

Yun Ming immediately put on a serious expression and looked at Angel Mo Yi, pretending to channel his power.

In reality, he was searching his memories for relevant plot details.

He also noticed that Angel Yan and Angel Zhui had activated their White Eyes, apparently trying to peer into his thoughts.

Yun Ming's heart stirred. Are they trying to test me?

Angel Mo Yi asked curiously, "Did you see anything?"

Yun Ming said solemnly, "You do not have long to live."

Remembering the angel's tragic future, in which she would be killed by the Taotie King, he could not help feeling somewhat melancholy.

The expressions of the three angels immediately became strange.

Angel Yan smiled at Yun Ming. "Why are you not following the usual script? And from what I have seen, fortune-tellers usually recite poems or say something intimidating when they start reading fortunes. Why are you being so blunt?"

Yun Ming shrugged. "Because I am not Yuan Tiangang, and I am not the protagonist either. I do not have the credentials, so I can only say it directly."

Angel Mo Yi smiled meaningfully. "On your Blue Planet, many charlatans begin by saying something bad, hoping people will spend money to avert disaster."

"Because I am a straightforward person," Yun Ming declared.

Then Yun Ming turned to Angel Yan and Angel Zhui. "The two of you as well. A deadly calamity awaits you. But strangely, there is life within death for you. This life does not mean narrowly escaping death. Rather, it means..."

Yun Ming furrowed his brow theatrically and said as if he could scarcely believe it, "You have two lives?"

Angel Yan and Angel Zhui froze at once.

Angel Mo Yi looked at them in surprise, then asked Yun Ming, "Is what you said true?"

"What utter nonsense!" Angel Zhui frowned deeply and sharply rebuked Yun Ming.

How could she possibly have two lives?

Resurrection?

That was the very thing angels considered taboo.

"Two lives? That reading is far too absurd. You must mean being at death's door and luckily surviving. How could that count as escaping death?" Angel Yan was intrigued as well, asking with both curiosity and doubt.

After pondering for a moment, Yun Ming slowly said, "I can see a layer of golden aura shrouding you. You should have a powerful benefactor helping you."

Sub-Biological Engine.

You should ask Keisha instead. Stop asking him.

"A benefactor?" Although Angel Yan understood that he was speaking metaphorically, she could not resist teasing him. "Could this benefactor you speak of be you?"

"Following the usual script, should we give him a reward?" Angel Mo Yi walked a few steps with a smile.

Since they were joking around, Yun Ming did not hold back.

"Give me this manor."

"Heh, you really dare to ask for it."

Angel Yan smiled. "But how do we know whether what you said is true or false?"

That was exactly the question Yun Ming had been waiting for.

He had long prepared something that could fool them.

"Earlier, while observing the stars at night, I accidentally discovered that a demonic star was shining over Dongfang. It is a sign of great misfortune, foretelling something terrifying about to happen there." Yun Ming made it all up as he revealed the Huang Village incident.

The angels had only just arrived on the Blue Planet, and the demons would soon arrive as well.

"A demonic star?"

The three angels' faces were full of confusion.

Yun Ming thought for a moment, then said seriously, "Pluto."

In astrology, stars generally referred vaguely to celestial bodies. Saying Pluto was more impactful than saying Mars.

"???" The three angels were dumbfounded and instinctively looked up at the sky.

If they remembered correctly, Pluto was a planet at the edge of the Chiwu Star System.

Shining over Dongfang? It was not even a star. How was that possible?

No, how could a planet following its natural orbit possibly be described that way?

They only felt that this completely lacked scientific logic. It was as absurd and unfounded as mysticism.

Facing the questioning gazes of the three angels, Yun Ming remained expressionless and said calmly, "Let us wait and see."

"You are that confident?" Angel Yan examined him with an odd look.

"I am exactly that confident!" Yun Ming nodded firmly.

He knew full well that his current strength was nowhere near enough to create a butterfly storm that could affect Morgana and Carl.

After all, Lei Na was on the Blue Planet, and she was an important piece in eliminating Keisha.

Morgana could not possibly stay away, and as a commander without an army, she was even less likely to forgo reviving her subordinates.

Perhaps the only thing that might change was Huang Village's fate, but Yun Ming felt that things would most likely still follow their original course.

The three angels looked at one another, confusion written across all their faces.

"I think we may all be going crazy." Angel Zhui glanced at her sisters before turning to Yun Ming.

Why were they listening to such incomprehensible nonsense? They were angels, yet they were listening to the bizarre words of a mortal from a backward civilization.

It was simply ridiculous.

"It is indeed a little crazy." Angel Yan covered her forehead and laughed.

Everything he said sounded far too absurd.

Angel Yan pinched her chin and stared at Yun Ming with her beautiful eyes for a while. Then she suddenly smiled. "Fine! Then let us see whether something really happens."

"Watch, then."

Yun Ming's current thought was to lie low for as long as he could.

Simulated livestreaming—this kind of public humiliation—was far too conspicuous, leaving him no choice but to survive in the cracks.

After Yun Ming shamelessly pleaded, he was allowed to stay at the manor.

Once he went outside, the Super Soldier Company would become a troublesome issue.

Actually, he knew that the angels would most likely not let him leave anyway.

Still, it was better safe than sorry. He had to ask.

"If you want to stay, then stay." Angel Yan agreed without hesitation.

This child's origins were mysterious, and his way of thinking was somewhat dangerous.

He needed correction.

Thus, for several days in a row, Yun Ming was immersed in ideological lessons every day.

He knew well that when one lived under another's roof, one had no choice but to bow one's head. Even if he was dissatisfied inside, he had to act as though nothing was wrong.

Passively accepting certain ideas made him feel deeply stifled.

Only while practicing martial arts could Yun Ming find a trace of relaxation and freedom.

"Although the energy within you is abundant, its quality is rather poor. You should place greater importance on the quality of your energy."

Angel Mo Yi, dressed in a skirt and exuding an ethereal air, swung on a swing. With her White Eyes activated to perceive everything, she spoke to Yun Ming.

"Focusing on quality is still only a drop in the bucket. The essence of life is what truly matters. It is like an ordinary gun: even if you replace its bullets with the best ammunition, it will still only fire bullets. Only by changing its essence and upgrading the gun into a cannon can even ordinary shells unleash astonishing power."

Angel Zhui, dressed in modern casual clothes, stood with her arms crossed and leaned against the tea table. Her deep gaze remained fixed on Yun Ming as she spoke indifferently.

Over the past few days, the angels had activated their White Eyes every day, examining the Inner Force within Yun Ming's body as they continuously analyzed and studied it.

During his days living with angels, Yun Ming had almost no secrets left. Perhaps that was the price of living alongside angels.

Yun Ming chose to ignore the two angels' remarks and pretended he was deaf.