Chapter 112

Three on the left, three on the right, three above, and two more cannons pointing at the very front.

A single cannon is enough to make her a super-sized cup, let alone the one that surrounds her now.

While it might not be enough to kill any god, it's practically indistinguishable from anyone.

After all, these cannons are main guns; they're not for shooting people, they're for conquering cities and plundering land.

But Wishdale wasn't excited about her completing the rabbit head line and becoming a super-super-super-large cup.

"You bastard! You bastard!!!"

Wishdale covered his ears and yelled, "Can't you shut these old Bitdens up? They're making my ears hurt!"

They were chattering away, like a bustling market.

[Yes, I have]

Chen Ran's voice echoed in her head.

[Just recite one incantation, Little Wei, and it's guaranteed to work.]

"A spell? You bastard, if you dare make me call you ' Dad'— "

Hey, I heard you, I heard you!

"?"

The next second, Wishdale felt as if the group of Souls had been silenced, and the whole world became quiet.

This surprised Wishdale, who muttered, 'It actually works?' while simultaneously giving him the middle finger.

You bastard, all you do is try to take advantage of me.

"Alright, we've changed our clothes and gotten our hands on the Souls. You bastard, where do we go next?"

[Why are you asking me what I'm doing?]

"Huh? Who else should I ask if not you?"

At this point, Wishdale paused, taken aback.

Oh right...

When did she start asking this bastard where she was going...?

Then Wishdale clicked his tongue and said, "Let's just wander around and get something to eat first, so that you won't be bothering us with your crickets again tonight."

That being said, how far could she go on foot alone?

It took her almost half a month just to get from the border to the heart of Kazdel.

If we go out again, won't it take another half month?

Looking for a car?

[Walking around on foot? I'm thinking, Little Wei, you're almost running out of stockings to change every day.]

"A car? This car is powered by Originium, and now that Originium is out of control, how can we drive it?!"

"Wait, that's not right."

As Wishdale spoke, she lowered her head and looked at the Floating Cannons beside her.

The Floating Cannons are inhabited by Souls used to function as Mobile Cities in the furnace.

Since Mobile Cities can provide energy, can't we also use Souls as fuel and stuff them into car engines?

Souls: "?"

Souls: "Feed me peanuts! Feed me peanuts!!!"

Unfortunately, Souls has been silenced.

So all we could do was watch as Wishdale found a beat-up car, kicked open the hood, and shoved the runway door right inside.

After relentlessly exploiting the Souls, forcing them to continuously expend energy...

Wishdale also successfully 'yay-hoo'ed and started driving around aimlessly.

Find a water source and apply the brakes.

Wishdale threw all her Floating Cannons onto the vehicle, then went alone to the water source.

We found some supplies, and we even have an extra vehicle to store them.

So now Wishdale no longer needs to use a blanket under the overpass; instead, he has set up a tent nearby.

Previously, there was only Wishdale, and at most, there was a male voice in his head.

So she could jump naked into the water to bathe without any restraint, and just say, "Everyone's dead, who else but you bastard can see me?"

But that's not possible now.

There are now a lot more Souls.

The Wishdale either goes through the trouble of fetching water to cover their privacy.

Or, well, we'll just have to make do with those Souls.

They threw the Floating Cannons onto the vehicle, covered them with a cloth to disable their sight and hearing, and then Wishdale could continue to act with impunity.

Anyway, those Souls were silenced, so even if they complained, Wishdale wouldn't hear them.

Even so, Wishdale remained unusually quiet today.

After she finished showering, she sat on the floor, watching the dancing fireworks, lost in thought, unusually silent.

Until Chen Ran's voice rang in her head:

[That's why I told you to take a detour, Little Wei. Would I ever harm you? Now look what you've done, aren't you?]

During the day, Wishdale could drive around freely because he had a car.

But it's unclear whether Wishdale was simply not paying attention to the direction or if he was still preoccupied with it.

Wishdale wandered back to the place Chen Ran had told her to take a detour to before.

Then, from afar, Wishdale saw several 'people' that had been copied by Originium.

After that, Wishdale became like this.

"Time and time again..."

Wishdale finally spoke, muttering to himself, "This shitty world keeps reminding me that everyone is dead."

After saying that, Wishdale sighed again and said, "You bastard, aren't you usually so good at cricketing at me? Why are you so quiet now? Come on, I'm really annoyed right now, say something nice to cheer me up."

Want to feel better?

[Then I suggest you use QQ yourself]

"?"

Wishdale was dumbfounded. "What the hell are you spouting, you piece of shit—"

I'm telling the truth.

Using QQ (a Chinese instant messaging platform) is the most effective and convenient way to relieve stress.

After all, humans are constructed this way.

[When people are dying, their final reproductive instinct is triggered.]

[You should have understood this very well when you, Little Wei, were lying on the ground waiting to die, with a death wish in your heart.]

[So, Little Wei, guess why you didn't mention this, and why I didn't mention it either, but only at this moment did I recommend you contact me directly via QQ?]

Wishdale: "..."

After a long silence, Wishdale decisively raised his hand and gave the middle finger.

"Get out, you dog! I thought you could say something, but is that all?"

Okay, okay, I'm leaving. Ah, you never listen to the elders; now you're paying the price!

"You son of a bitch, you're trying to take advantage of me before you leave?"

However, despite saying that, Wishdale tilted his head and waited.

But then he discovered that the voice in his head seemed to have truly left after it finished speaking, and there was no further sound.

Wishdale scoffed at this, "Who cares about a piece of trash like you?"

After finishing dinner, hanging up the clothes, and adding some firewood to the campfire, Wishdale went into his tent.

I turned off the lights, and it seemed I was about to go to sleep.

It wasn't until much time had passed, and even the campfire outside had begun to die down, that things started to go on.

A faint rustling sound could be heard coming from inside the pitch-black tent.

After some time, a faint, sleep-talking voice seemed to come from inside the tent again. "You bastard... um... ha... you bastard... woof—"

Until the faint sound gradually faded away and the tent returned to silence:

Is that all?

Chen Ran's voice rang in Wishdale's head once again:

[You're satisfied with just one time? I don't think Little Wei has accumulated that much pressure, does she?]

"Grass!"

From inside the tent, Wishdale's voice, as if startled, rang out. "You bastard! Didn't you leave?!"

I did leave, but I didn't say I wasn't planning to come back.

[And I'm being serious, Little Wei, is this enough for you this time?]

"Should I leave again? And come back after you're done?"

"..."

The silence didn't last long.

Unlike normal girls, Wishdale did not react with shame and embarrassment, shouting "Get out! Hurry up and get out!"

On the contrary:

"Heh, you dog, who do you think you are?"

Wishdale's voice rang out from inside the tent:

"Since you're back, that's perfect. Speak up! I'll make you talk, you piece of trash!"

"I'll just use you, you piece of trash, as a side dish."

[?]

[No? Who's the side dish for whom?]

[Little Wei, the way you're saying it makes me feel like I'm the one being slept with!]