Chapter 187

Demon King Rabbit, Heart of the Corrupted Skadi, and even Yu, who is now a spirit of Doro, can all do it.

However, the upper and lower limits of their abilities are also ridiculously high.

For example, Heart of the Corrupted Skadi, if she continues to evolve, eventually she could even expand her body into the entire universe, transforming herself into a new universe.

So you're saying that Heart of the Corrupted Skadi is also a cosmic catastrophe, which isn't entirely wrong.

At the same level of destroying civilizations, Xi simply cannot defeat Heart of the Corrupted Skadi; that is a fact.

So it's really hard to say what level a 'logger' actually is.

Chapter 287 Wishdale's Three-Step Strategy

One of them felt he couldn't afford to pay such a high price, so he stopped talking and started thinking about how to increase the stakes.

Or... should we send the AMa-10 out?

That won't work. AMa-10 is just a cat, what good can it do? It's not even expensive.

So it really is about sacrificing a bunch of small animals, isn't it?

The other person felt that they needed to see what kind of people the 'loggers' were before making a decision.

So, adhering to the principle that the more you say, the more mistakes you make, I stopped talking.

What if the 'lumberjacks' are actually neither an advanced civilization nor a cosmic catastrophe, but simply antivirus software?

They treat civilization like a virus, killing it wherever it spreads.

After staring at each other in silence for a long while, Chen Ran suddenly realized:

Wait a minute, why did this chat suddenly become so awkward?

So Chen Ran spoke up again, "Although I don't think this is urgent, Old Pu, what are you planning to do after that? After all, you were packed up and sent here by my Little Rabbit as a local specialty, so how about I send you back?"

After Chen Ran finished speaking, he saw Precise wave his hand.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to go back?"

Seeing this, Chen Ran naturally spoke up again, "If you don't want to go back, that's fine too. Since you're already here, you can stay for a few days."

Xi, who was sitting on Chen Ran's lap, blushed and looked very uncomfortable. Upon hearing this, she almost couldn't help but glare at Chen Ran.

That lecherous man said the same thing to Zofia last time.

It's something like, "Since we're already here," or something like that.

And what was the result?

Zofia believed his lies and was showered with praise the very day she checked in.

Someone who didn't know better might mistake it for a dog leash.

But Precise paused for a moment upon hearing this before saying, "Thank you for your kindness, but... I still want to go see the prophet of my Worldline first. What do you think?"

Opportunities to touch upon the truth of the world, the Istina of the universe, and to confront an existence like Chen Ran are rare indeed.

Precise didn't want to miss this opportunity; she had originally intended to stay.

However, when Chen Ran asked her whether she was going or staying, the semi-transparent pop-up window started flashing wildly in Precise's eyes.

How far did it go in terms of being flooded with posts?

When Precise saw that she couldn't even see what was in front of her anymore, her vision completely blocked, she had no choice but to reach out and try to dispel the semi-transparent pop-up, just like Chen Ran had done earlier.

But it didn't work.

The semi-transparent pop-up stopped only when Precise said she wanted to go back first.

It's quite strange...

The semi-transparent pop-up initially flashed the word "Run!", leading Precise to believe it was there to help her.

But now it seems... quite the opposite, this semi-transparent pop-up seems to dislike her quite a bit.

There was even a sense that he was annoyed by her and wanted her to get lost.

"Oh... you're the prophet of that Worldline, right?"

Chen Ran nodded in realization. "I understand, I understand, that's fine then."

After saying that, Chen Ran added, "Then should I take you back now?"

Even though that's what he said, Chen Ran had already reached out and put his arm around Xi's waist, lifting her off his lap and onto the sofa.

Then he got up, walked to Precise, and extended his hand to her.

Precise was quite well-behaved, though perhaps he was also annoyed by the semi-transparent pop-up.

Precise walked gracefully into Chen Ran's palm, then let Chen Ran hold her as they walked to the planet model.

"Alright, Old Pu, just call me whenever you want to come back and play."

As for what Precise should call him...

You can have a devout faith, offer Kal'tsit as a sacrifice, or even create a wonder with Originium.

Anyway, as long as he does it, the semi-transparent pop-up will directly remind Chen Ran.

Thinking this, Chen Ran glanced around, only to find that the semi-transparent pop-up that always seemed to want to be noticed had disappeared.

It wasn't until Chen Ran reached out and placed Precise back into the planet model in front of them—

"Native inhabitants detected: Kal'tsit has discovered that Precise has returned unharmed and is currently breathing on her."

"And here you are again, popping up at this time."

Looking at the semi-transparent pop-up in front of him, Chen Ran waved his hand, dispelling it.

While I'm a little curious about this Worldline's Kal'tsit, is she really breathing on something as the semi-transparent pop-up suggests...?

"Never mind."

Chen Ran ignored him, simply turned around, walked back to the sofa, and sat down.

"Little Watermelon, come here."

As soon as Chen Ran sat down, he patted his own leg again.

But how could Xi, who had just escaped the awkward situation, be willing to do so? She huddled in the corner of the sofa and didn't move.

Chen Ran didn't care about anything else and reached out to pull Xi over.

"You, you lecherous scoundrel... Put me down!"

"I'm just letting you sit on my lap, I won't do anything to you, why are you reacting so strongly, Little Watermelon?"

Seeing that Xi was struggling so hard, even when Chen Ran picked her up and held her in mid-air like petting a cat, the Little Watermelon was still swinging her little feet as if she wanted to kick him.

So Chen Ran continued, "Stop making a fuss, or I'll confiscate that tablet from your hand Little Watermelon!"

"You!" Xi's small eyes widened. "You've already given it to me, why do you want it back?"

"When did I give it to you? Okay, okay, I gave it to you." Chen Ran said, "Then I won't confiscate it, I'll just go cut the network cable."

Evening. "..."

Finally, though reluctant, the Little Watermelon sat on Chen Ran's lap.

Chen Ran naturally reached out and wrapped his arm around the Little Watermelon 'Little Watermelon waist, resting his chin on her head, and then feeling her Little Watermelon—

Okay, this Little Watermelon is still too small, too sinful, I'd better not experience it.

So Chen Ran asked again, "Little Watermelon, are you hungry now?"

You lecherous scoundrel, are you trying to feed me again?

Don't think I don't know what you're planning to do to me after you fed me to adulthood.

"I'm not hungry," Xi said without turning her head. "It's only been a few hours since you fed me last time, how could I be hungry?"

"Okay, that's true."

Chen Ran sighed, looking slightly regretful.

He simply held Xi with one arm, while groping to the side with the other to pick up his phone. As he played with it, he felt as if he had forgotten something.

When Chen Ran looked up, he met the gaze of Wishdale, who was already laughing in anger.

"Oh ho, I forgot about you."

Upon seeing this, Chen Ran naturally moved Xi away again, got up, and went to untie Wishdale.

Finally put down, Wishdale's first step was to stand on the table and stretch her body.

Her second step was to use the Black Crown to create a replica of the figure, the size of a life-size figurine.

Her third step was—

"I'll fucking rape you until you're exhausted to death today, you son of a bitch! I'll change my surname to yours!"

The third step was that Wishdale, enraged, laughed and pounced on Chen Ran with a howl.

Chapter 288 Vegetable Wishdale

"Oh?"

Wishdale rolled his eyes, stuck out his tongue, and made strange, unintelligible noises, perfectly cosplaying the fairy.

She lay on her back on the sofa, in the submissive position, with her lower body hanging off the sofa, because her knees had been pressed down to her shoulders before.

With most of his body suspended in mid-air, Wishdale should have been supporting himself with both feet on the ground to maintain his balance.

But her legs were trembling uncontrollably, and she couldn't even stand up, let alone support herself on the ground.

In addition, her high heels were nowhere to be found, and her black stockings were torn to shreds. Her bare arches were splashing on the water-soaked floor, making her almost like a fish suffocating and dying. Her chest heaved as if she was trying to save herself, but the weakness of her body and the extreme comfort made her kick her calves incessantly. Her red-painted toenails shone brightly as a result.

However, Chen Ran, one of the parties involved, behaved quite differently at this moment.

Chen Ran didn't even show the slightest sign of fatigue. He even had the leisure to sit to the side, sipping water from his glass, and teased, "So should I call you 'Chen Shidel' now, or 'Wishdale Chen'? Or just 'Chen Buliu'?"

After speaking, he noticed that Wishdale beside him did not respond.

So Chen Ran took a sip of water, turned his head and looked at him, saying, "Why aren't you saying anything? Didn't you say it yourself, Little Wei? Something like, 'I'll fucking rape you until you're exhausted and die today! I'll fucking change my surname to yours!' Now, Little Wei, you're not going to deny it, are you?"

There has still been no response.

Chen Ran took another sip of water and said, "Oh... you've finished your water? Oh well, I've replenished my energy anyway. Little Wei, what about you? Say something!"

After receiving no response three times, Chen Ran wondered if Wishdale had simply fallen asleep.

So Chen Ran held the empty water glass in one hand and tried to pat Wishdale's shoulder with the other to see if he could wake her up.

Unfortunately, Chen Ran's aim seemed a bit off; his hand, which was originally reaching for Wishdale's shoulder, accidentally ended up on her lower abdomen.

The patting motion, which was originally intended to be a light tap, inexplicably turned into a gentle pat on Wishdale's little belly, as if to check if she had eaten enough.

The result was—

"Oh?"

Wishdale let out another strange cry, as if he had eaten too much.

She not only cosplayed as a fairy again, but also cosplayed as a water gun.

The splashing water even shimmered with rainbows under the sunlight streaming through the window.

Although it was exceptionally beautiful, the amount of water was quite large, and some even accidentally splashed into the water glass in Chen Ran's hand.

"Hey!" Chen Ran quickly took back the water glass. "Although I did say that I finished the water, it's not right for you to refill it like this, Little Wei. I appreciate your kindness, but alright, alright, stop it. Should I find a stopper to help you put it back in?"

With Chen Ran spouting such nonsense, if it were in the past, Wishdale would have at least made a few sarcastic remarks.

But now...

"Sigh... Oh well, what can I do? I'm just a kind-hearted person." Chen Ran put the water glass aside. "Since you don't acknowledge the debt, Little Wei, and don't want to take my surname, then let's not. I'll just owe you for now. People should be on good terms. Come on, let's make a 'V' sign for our friendship."

After saying that, Chen Ran picked up his phone and snapped a picture of what was now Wishdale.

But after taking the photos and admiring them, I always felt that something was missing.

So I used a beauty filter on the photo of Wishdale, blurring out his eyes and replacing them with black bars.

Finally, Chen Ran, realizing that nothing seemed quite right, thought for a long time and then suddenly had a flash of insight.

They found a well-packaged Smurf, unpacked it, blew it up like a balloon, filled it with some yogurt, and then threw it at Wishdale's face.

The bulging blue elf perfectly covered Wishdale's eyes, and because it wasn't tied up, the yogurt inside spilled out, running down Wishdale's cheeks and all the way to the corners of Wishdale mouth—