Chapter 221

Is that all?

Precise sighed, glanced at the Doctor looked guilty and reluctant, and said, "Prophet, you... are too kind and gentle."

The Doctor remained silent, but Chen Ran laughed instead.

"It seems like you don't care at all Old Pu?" Chen Ran asked curiously. "Isn't it said that women value their first time a lot?"

"There is such a theory."

Precise nodded and said, "But to exchange a single ○ for a time rewind, you are so generous that it makes me wonder if you have no desires left."

People like Precise are absolutely rational.

In her eyes, anything can be considered a bargaining chip.

Go back in time, reverse the planet, save the world—and all of this can be achieved with just one ○?

For Precise, this was practically no different from being given away for free.

As for who will have to pay the price?

This makes no sense to Precise.

Because she could even use herself as a bargaining chip.

"Oh? What if I said I wanted the one who had to pay the price to be the Doctor instead?" Chen Ran pointed meaningfully at the Doctor.

This time, however, Precise fell silent.

"It seems that even you, Old Pu, aren't entirely rational."

Chen Ran chuckled, "Old Pu, you're just like your counterpart in another Worldline. Because you're smart, you've already mastered all sorts of knowledge, including sex, but it's obvious you're also into asceticism, so—"

Therefore, Precise possesses abundant theoretical knowledge but has absolutely zero practical experience.

She probably has never even used QQ.

Given Precise's personality and the circumstances of the Pre-Civilization, no one would dare to approach her, and she would never be able to have a romantic relationship.

This led Precise to suffer from a common problem, just like other intelligent people: she memorized the theoretical knowledge so thoroughly that she felt it was too simple and posed no challenge whatsoever.

But when it came to actually doing it, she was completely lost.

The famous 'anal theory' is also perfectly applicable to Precise.

Someone like Precise would never believe that the anus can be used as a sexual organ.

So when it comes to things outside her common sense and knowledge, her brain really does just shut down.

"You didn't care when you did it yourself, but now that Doctor is doing it, you're not happy about it."

Chen Ran wasn't in a hurry.

After all, he turned his head and glanced at the group of women behind him who had been thrown over by the car...

Chen Ran smiled and turned back, reaching out to Old Pu Precise in his hand. "Alright, I'll give you some time to think it over. I'm not in a hurry. As for Doctor, Doctor, do you want to go lie in bed again? You look like you're sweating profusely."

Chapter 349 portrays Precise as if he were the mastermind behind everything.

The Doctor wasn't sure if Chen Ran was genuinely concerned about her health.

But Chen Ran's actions—telling her to go rest while simultaneously grabbing Precise away—were...

The Doctor felt that she absolutely could not leave.

Because the Doctor always had this feeling that once she left, when she saw Precise again, Precise would go from being her colleague, friend, and partner to a fully exploited domestic canary.

"Please wait a moment!" Thinking of this, the Doctor quickly called out, "Although I don't know what you want to do... could you please take me with you?"

"Doctor, you want to come along too? That's fine," Chen Ran asked. "But are you alright, Doctor?"

"No problem." The Doctor nodded and said, "Besides... reversing the planet and turning back time was my request to you, so I should be the one to pay the price. Therefore, I would like to ask you... if you could reconsider?"

That's strange.

Chen Ran glanced at Precise, whom he held in his palm, and said, "I'll make you pay the price, Doctor Precise said she would replace you with herself. I said let Precise pay the price, but Doctor, you want to replace Precise with yourself again."

Looking at the two of them, there was an atmosphere of 'Don't touch her! Kill me instead!'

Chen Ran couldn't help but find it amusing. "What? So I've become Evil God, and you two need to decide who will sacrifice their lives, huh?"

"Well..."

Although Chen Ran spoke in a teasing tone,

But the Doctor and Precise were both among the most intelligent people.

So the Doctor quickly realized that she seemed to be... overthinking things.

What do these natives possess that would make someone like Chen Ran covet them?

Or to put it more simply, such beings truly look down on their paltry existence.

If you really don't want to, can Chen Ran force you?

Value dropped.

I can't bear the shame.

"...Sorry." The Doctor realized his mistake and looked slightly embarrassed. "It seems I was overthinking things..."

"That's just how the prophet is," Precise said, nestled in Chen Ran's palm. "Gentle, kind, and considerate of others, yet completely disregarding her own safety. So please don't blame her too much."

"Alright, alright, you're already praising each other."

Chen Ran waved his hand, then grabbed Precise with one hand and stretched the other out to the table. "Doctor, if you want to come along, then come on over."

Upon seeing this, the Doctor did not hesitate.

She gripped the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands, slightly supporting herself as she sat up.

After all, the Doctor wasn't so immature as to drive his wheelchair over Chen Ran's hand.

Therefore, the Doctor's steps became slightly unsteady.

I don't know if it's because I've just recovered from a serious illness and my body hasn't fully recovered, which is causing the weakness in my legs.

Or perhaps she was simply sweating a lot, which slightly dampened her white socks, the fabric clinging to her skin and making her a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the Doctor, step by step, finally reached Chen Ran's palm.

She lifted her small feet, wrapped in white silk, and gently placed them on Chen Ran's palm.

After walking up to Chen Ran, the Doctor squatted down in Chen Ran's palm, curled up his legs, and gently covered them with the wool coat.

The Sea Creatures Destruction route, the Angel Line, and the Originium Outbreak route in which they themselves are located.

Chen Ran showed Precise and the Doctor all three of the world-saving plans left behind by the Pre-Civilization.

Without exception, they all suffered a major setback.

As for the Preserver Plan?

Oh, I'm sorry, the Preserver Plan failed in every Worldline.

"To be honest, the Preserver Plan is basically about selecting a group of people, putting them into hibernation pods, and then waking them up after the crisis is over."

"This is a classic plan. In various science fiction movies, whenever the apocalypse or a break in civilization is mentioned, these hibernation pods are always mentioned."

"But your Preserver Plan, what's with not assigning anyone to maintain it, not waking them up in batches, just waiting, waiting for ten thousand years, and not waking up a single person in advance, just waiting until they all die—"

"I won't go into those kinds of complaints, I'll just mention one point."

"Even a tiny amount of energy released from a single Sarcophagus during its dormant standby state is enough to power the entire Mobile Cities,"

"Ten Sarcophagus would be enough to send that golden retriever Kristen flying into the sky, and even break through to the Starship Pod,"

"So, how many Sarcophagus are there in the Preserver Plan in total?"

"One hundred thousand."

"One hundred thousand fully charged Sarcophagus will have all their energy depleted after ten thousand years—these are the words of the preserver."

"But the problem is, Doctor, your Sarcophagus, and Precise, your Sarcophagus, it seems that neither of your Sarcophagus has run out of energy, right?"

Chen Ran seemed to be talking to himself.

But Precise, standing atop the ruins of the planet model on the Sea Creatures Doomsday Line, tilted his head and blinked. "It seems to be my imagination, but I always feel like you're saying I'm the mastermind behind it all."

Precise smiled, ignoring the operators who were staring at her warily, as well as Doctor. Sea Creatures Worldline, who had been awakened from the Sarcophagus and was looking completely bewildered.

Precise simply turned to Chen Ran and said, "I will personally destroy the Deep Blue Tree, the Heaven's Point, and the Preserver Plan, leaving only the Originium Project. This way, the Prophet will no longer focus on anything else and will only accompany me... Hmm, to be honest, it's quite tempting."

These words immediately brought everyone to their senses, not only the operators on the Sea Creatures Worldline, but even the Doctor on the Sea Creatures Worldline.

But Precise shook his head in the end and said, "But unfortunately, I won't do that. In your words, if Ama-10 breathed on me, I would indeed kill her without hesitation. But the prophet is different, and the 100,000 brethren sleeping in the Sarcophagus are different too. They are human beings, not like those small animals."

"He said something quite extraordinary in a very serious manner."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ran smiled and glanced at the sickly, beautiful Doctor he held in his hand.

Chen Ran didn't need to explain this.

Precise's initial possessive and yandere-like remarks, followed by her statement that "a good Hakimi is one who doesn't breathe, and of course, a dead Hakimi is fine too," were enough to leave the Doctor with a rather complicated expression.

"Um..." The Doctor hesitated for a long time before speaking, his cheeks slightly flushed, "Although I know you mean well, but... but could you please stop touching my legs...?"

Oh, well, it seems there's another reason behind the Doctor's subtle expression.

Chapter 350: The Doctor seemed to be about to be sacrificed as a saint.

The Doctor knew that she should be more concerned with the Sea Creatures Worldline, the Angel Line, and even the Originium route she herself was in.

These are all things she needs to be aware of to prevent the tragedy from repeating itself in her Worldline.

But unfortunately, Chen Ran's little hands were not very well-behaved.

If it were just touching my feet, that would be one thing, but you touched my feet, my legs, and then... my chest...

Isn't it a bit... um...

The Doctor's expression was slightly subtle; she seemed to want to say something, but hesitated to speak because of Chen Ran's status.

"I just thought that you, Doctor, had just recovered from a serious illness and your legs were not fully healed yet. I was wondering if your muscles had atrophied from lying in the Sarcophagus for so long, so I was just massaging them for you."

Although Chen Ran was explaining in a serious tone, his fingertips, which were kneading the Doctor's white-stockinged thighs, didn't stop while he was speaking:

"But Doctor, you know how tiny you are, and my hands are so big. If I try to touch your legs, I end up touching your feet and chest too. There's nothing I can do about it."

"Um... I'm 18cm tall, not 1.8cm. Your fingertip probably can't cover the distance from my feet to my chest, right?" the Doctor retorted.

"Oh." Chen Ran nodded. "Then I did it on purpose."

Doctor:"?"

So you're not going to act anymore?

Chen Ran and the Doctor were chatting idly, not in front of anyone.

So the survivors of the Sea Creatures Worldline naturally heard it all.

But these survivors were concerned with something else:

"Doctor?"

Upon hearing that familiar address, the survivors subconsciously glanced at the white- Doctor, who was being held in Chen Ran's hand.

Then she turned her head and glanced at the hooded Doctor who had just come out of the Sarcophagus in their Worldline.

Their gazes darted back and forth between the two Doctor, then their expressions gradually turned to horror.

"Well..."

The Doctor from the Sea Creatures Worldline scratched his hood and said, "That is indeed me from another Worldline."

"It's a lie!" That was the survivors' first reaction.

"Wait, Doctor, is this really what you look like?" This was the survivors' second reaction.

Perhaps the survivors' doubts were too great, which made even the Doctor in the Sea Creatures Worldline lose confidence.

She looked around and found a mirror. Then she reached out and took off her hood, looked at her reflection in the mirror, and said, "It really is me?"