Chapter 145

No, this extraterrestrial Demons just wants to play a little tooth-brushing game.

Centaurea wanted to say that, but when she opened her mouth, only a "gurgle gurgle..." came out.

"Brush your teeth properly and don't talk, you're filthy..."

Zofia slightly disgustedly dodged the toothpaste foam, then walked to the sofa and sat down... uh... she moved a little to the side before sitting down.

In Zofia's eyes, the two of them were already engaged, so spoiling them was understandable.

So Zofia stopped worrying about these trivial matters and said directly, "Last night, while you were sleeping, Centaurea, I had a good talk with this Mr. Chen Ran."

Centaurea: "?"

Chen Ran?

Who?

Upon hearing the unfamiliar name, Centaurea paused for a moment, then instinctively looked at the large hand that was brushing her teeth.

Then that hand gave her a thumbs-up.

'Oh... so your name is Chen Ran?'

Centaurea showed a look of sudden realization.

Zofia: "?"

Wait?

No?

Didn't you two secretly pledge your lives to each other? How come you don't even know Chen Ran's name, Centaurea?

This completely disrupted Zofia's rhythm.

After a moment of confusion, Zofia finally remembered the important matter. "Really... it feels like you two are just joking around... never mind, where were we? Oh right, through last night's conversation, I accepted Mr. Chen Ran's... um... seduction."

'Bewitched?'

Centaurea glanced at Chen Ran again.

"Simply put, Little Platinum, next time you go to play with other people, you can team up with your aunt."

Chen Ran's voice rang in their ears. "I've already thought of your team names. We'll call them the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. Auntie is the White Horse, the Plague Knight, and Little Platinum, you're the Black Horse, the Famine Knight."

"Wait?"

Zofia immediately interrupted, "You didn't mention anything about the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse last night, did you?"

"Oh, I made that up on the spot."

"..."

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

While Chen Ran and Zofia were chatting away, Centaurea clearly wanted to say something as well.

Finally, Chen Ran handed her another glass of mouthwash. Centaurea gulped it down, then spat it out.

"Let's put aside the fact that it's just the two of us, so why did we choose the name of the Four Horsemen?"

Centaurea spoke up, "Logically speaking, shouldn't I be the White Horse?"

Centaurea reached out and pointed to her white hair.

"I did it on purpose."

Chen Ran said, "See, Little Platinum, you really didn't say anything like 'Why do I still have to go to work?', did you?"

"Well, it must have been quite a task for you to come up with such a scheme to trick me."

Centaurea was slightly speechless, and said, "But so you're saying that it's possible to change it if you want to, right?"

"Indeed, but I still think that the title 'Famine,' one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, is more fitting for you, Little Platinum."

"Why? How do I fit the description of 'famine'?"

Centaurea paused halfway through her sentence, then subconsciously looked down at her chest.

You little rascal, you're implying something, aren't you?

Whether there will be a famine or not is unknown, but if Centaurea has children in the future, she will probably have to feed them formula, otherwise the children will starve.

But since the title can be changed anyway, there's no need to worry about it too much.

"Although I don't know how my previous heiress was bewitched by you, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse... ha, I never thought that the knighthood I've always been denied would be bestowed upon me by you..."

Centaurea sighed, whether with a sense of melancholy or not, and then said, "But this does resemble the ranking and number patterns of the Unarmored Alliance quite a bit, so the next group to be killed is the Unarmored Alliance, right?"

These words caused Zofia's expression to become slightly subtle.

Because last night, Chen Ran told her that in the normal Worldline, the Unarmored Alliance actually attacked her niece Maria.

This is also one of the reasons why Zofia was 'bewitched' by Chen Ran...

But what's somewhat ironic is that in the normal Worldline, it was the Platinum Seat of the Unarmored Alliance who attacked Maria, while in the normal Worldline Platinum Seat...

Yes, it's Centaurea.

Although Centaurea noticed Zofia's strange gaze, she didn't pay it any mind.

Centaurea glanced at Chen Ran instead and said, "The Unarmored Alliance is a tough nut to crack, you know? Last time when I killed those directors, even those private soldiers couldn't kill them with a single stab, so..."

"So?"

"So, won't you give me a few powerful weapons or something to play with?"

Centaurea blinked, then blinked again.

Seeing that Chen Ran didn't react, Centaurea sighed, "Even temptation didn't work...?"

"No? Little Platinum, how did your appearance just now relate to the word 'temptation'?"

Chen Ran laughed, "You're not even as good as that aunt next to you, who's hooking her high heels on her toes, playing with them while pulling on her stockings to test their tearability."

Zofia: "???"

No?

I was just chasing and beating up Maria for so long, and I was a little tired from wearing high heels, so I was just relaxing. How did that become a temptation?

Zofia, who was innocently caught in the crossfire, looked completely bewildered, but she quickly put on her shoes and sat up straight.

Meanwhile, Chen Ran and Centaurea finished their bargaining.

"Temptation doesn't work? Then I have no choice but to beg you, do you need me to strip naked and kneel on the ground?"

"It's not that bad, Little Platinum, can't you be a little more dignified?"

Although that's what they say, Chen Ran could still sense it.

This Little Platinum girl seems to take advantage of being pampered, so she can joke around without restraint.

But it doesn't really matter.

Chen Ran turned his gaze away from the planet model in front of him and looked around.

Finally, on his workbench, two iron wires were found. They were twisted together to form a braid shape.

"Give."

Chen Ran then handed the two wires into the planet model. "Gungnir."

"What's this?"

Centaurea reached out and took it. "Spear? Gun? Or halberd?"

"Legend has it that Odin rides an eight-legged steed and wields a spear called Gungnir, which is said to always hit its target when thrown."

"It's bound to hit..."

Centaurea twirled the gun around and successfully hit herself on the head. "Ouch... that hurts... but from your description, you need a horse to use this gun, right? Where am I going to find a horse..."

At this point, Centaurea turned her head and looked at Zofia beside her.

Zofia: "?"

Why are you looking at me like that? Trying to ride me?

"You wouldn't want to be the young lady from my previous life—"

"I'll give you an advance on a year's salary; I'll use this gun."

"Good."

Centaurea shoved the gun into Zofia's hand without hesitation, which startled Zofia.

"Now that I've given you this divine weapon, my former young lady, the task of killing the Unarmored Alliance is now in your hands."

Centaurea waved her hand. "Don't look for me again."

Zofia: "..."

I knew it.

Chapter 220 The Commercial Federation plotted to seize her wealth, Unarmored Alliance threatened her life; of course, Little Platinum had to take action.

Unarmored Alliance.

This organization began with the chivalrous deeds of a wandering knight, gradually developed into an assassin alliance dedicated to eliminating evil, but ultimately lost its original purpose and became a capitalist lackey that would do dirty work for money.

It vividly depicted a scenario where the dragon-slaying hero ultimately became the dragon himself.

Such an ending is naturally regrettable.

If the Unarmored Alliance were the protagonist of this story, then there would surely be a truly good, virtuous, and righteous character who would single-handedly reverse the reputation and current situation of the entire Unarmored Alliance.

Unfortunately, even in the normal Worldline, the Unarmored Alliance remained a clown until the very end.

Seeing that the situation was turning against them, they knew they were about to be purged.

Those who fled ran away, and those who defected defected.

The only good thing they did was that before the Unarmored Alliance completely disbanded, in order to destroy evidence and avoid being held accountable later, they killed a few directors of the Commercial Federation.

However, even if the Unarmored Alliance hasn't lost its original intentions, its composition is actually quite unsettling.

Unlike normal organizations, the Unarmored Alliance's power structure is an inverted triangle.

Ordered in the following order: Platinum, Lazurite, and black iron.

The Platinum Seat holder is the weakest, consisting of only one person.

There are two individuals with moderate strength in the Lapis Lazuli Seat.

The three members of the Ironblood Grand Position are the strongest.

Adhering to the principle of 'Is such a trivial matter really necessary for a max-level expert like me to get involved?' --

Almost all the dirty and hard work was dumped on the weakest Platinum Seat.

But the Platinum Seat has the fewest members, just one person. So the whole organization doesn't do any work, and they're just exploiting me?

This also means that the Platinum Seat have the most frequent personnel changes, the highest probability of employees leaving, and the greatest possibility of sudden death, overwork, or even suicide.

Even this "Unarmored Alliance" only provides accident insurance, not retirement pension.

Once you join the Unarmored Alliance, it's either death or endless fighting.

Dare to resign? Dare to pack up and run away?

That elusive, mysterious Ironblood Grand Position, like Santa Claus, who seems to only work one day a year, will suddenly appear at this time and pin you to the wall with an arrow.

The previous Platinum Seat in the normal Worldline died in this way, and the current Platinum Seat Centaurea, almost died in the same way.

This Ironblood Grand Position Dawei is a pure villain.

"Speaking of the Ironblood Grand Position, aren't there three Ironblood Grand Position? One of them has been alive since the founding of the Unarmored Alliance and is suspected to be the founder, but the names of the other two Xuan Tie positions are unknown."

Chen Ran admired the night view, he pondered for a moment and then said, "However, there are rumors that Uncle Mane of the Lumen Family is one of the Xuan Tie."

Zofia: "???"