Queuing

The tattoo shop has opened for business.

White lights illuminated the room.

That graceful figure was appearing and disappearing.

At the very front of the line, a middle-aged, sleazy-looking man holding license plate number 001 looked excited and kept swallowing.

After returning to the tattoo shop, Xiaojiao came out again a moment later.

She glanced at the note in her palm, a look of doubt on her face, and even double-checked it before calling out loudly, "Our first customer of the day, No. 1036!"

The man, with a smile, took a step forward, then his expression froze.

"Etc!"

"What?! 1036?!"

"Shouldn't it be number 001? Shouldn't it be me?!"

At this moment, Qin Yiguan suddenly paused, glanced at the No. 1036 in his hand, various thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally smiled calmly.

But then the boy in the black jacket at the very back of the line took a step to the side, stepping outside the line, and then slowly walked past one man after another in line.

"Why should I!"

The man shouted, "I'm No. 1! I should be the first one in today! Your rules are wrong! You're cheating! What kind of bullshit numbering system is this? I want to be first today! Don't you know me? I'm..."

Snap!

But then, the 2.3-meter-tall Xiaojiao raised her thick arm and slapped 001, sending him flying more than ten meters. 001 rolled around on the ground like a gourd, finally collapsing like a shrimp, foaming at the mouth and unconscious.

Then, Xiaojiao spoke calmly, her voice still deafening, "The boss's rules are the rules!"

"Hehe."

Qin Yiguan walked slowly, taking advantage of the situation and then feigning innocence with a wicked smile.

In the long queue on one side, men gritted their teeth, staring at Qin Yiguan as if they wanted to devour him alive.

Why should I?!

Why this kid?!

Is there no justice left?!

I queued for a full nine days!

What's so great about this kid? How did he get the boss's wife's favor so easily?

Qin Yiguan completely ignored the men's stares and walked forward calmly.

He chuckled inwardly. A bunch of defeated opponents. The favor I've received is more than you can imagine.

Upon arriving at the tattoo shop, Xiaojiao, who resembled a stern-faced gatekeeper, stared at Qin Yiguan with considerable curiosity.

Qin Yiguan already knew Xiaojiao's loyal character, so he nodded to her and then went into the shop.

In the distance, amidst the light and shadow, sat a woman with a graceful figure.

Wearing a white fitted vest, white silk trousers, and exquisite short silver hair, she tilted her head slightly, revealing a flawless profile, like a princess from an elven world, or a cold and beautiful goddess from a cartoon world, breathtakingly beautiful.

Qin Yiguan slowly approached her.

Xiaojiao also went outside and closed the door. The imposing presence of her tall figure silenced the men queuing at the scene.

Qin Yiguan looked at the woman in front of him. On her shoulder was a tattoo that looked like black grass. Qin Yiguan knew that this tattoo was unique. There might be countless equivalent beings in the Metaverse, but there was only one Jiaolong in his heart and mind, and she was right in front of him.

Long time no see.

Qin Yiguan smiled, "So the long journey you mentioned refers to directly traversing the Metaverse."

Jiaolong smiled and pointed to the recliner in front of her, "The previous Consciousness Tattoo isn't finished yet, we'll continue today."

Qin Yiguan lay on his back in the recliner.

Jiaolong skillfully pulled out the transparent, glass-like sheet from one side and suspended it on Qin Yiguan's forehead.

Qin Yiguan had experienced this scene before; it was the 'canvas' used by the equipment to depict Consciousness Tattoo.

At this moment, Jiaolong was treating her like a regular customer, without any small talk, simply making various preparations with practiced ease.

But Qin Yiguan also noticed that Jiaolong's long, narrow eyes would always glance at him unintentionally.

"Hehe."

Qin Yiguan laughed and said, "I can get this tattoo another day."

But then Jiaolong slowly put on a pair of white gloves, glanced at Qin Yiguan, and didn't say a word. Her expression was beautiful, as if she were untouched by worldly affairs. She then turned on the equipment and stared intently at the canvas.

At this moment, the drawing board was already connected to Qin Yiguan's brain nerves.

Qin Yiguan was very familiar with this slightly itchy feeling on his scalp.

"Huh?"

Her Jiaolong face was very close to Qin Yiguan's, her breath as fragrant as orchids. She parted her red lips slightly and said, "It's been a few days, and you seem to have gained something new in your mind."

"Um?"

Qin Yiguan frowned slightly. "You saw my filthy thoughts?!"

Jiaolong glared at Qin Yiguan.

Then, Jiaolong waved her arm, and a gleam flashed on the Consciousness Drawing Board. Then, it was as if something was dragged out of the canvas by Jiaolong and thrown aside, forming a faint silver light and shadow.

moment.

The silver light formed a tall, silver monster.

This creature was Starvation Corpse.

At this moment, countless question marks flashed across the Starvation Corpse's head.

Looking at Qin Yiguan in shock, he asked, "Master, how did I get out?!"

Qin Yiguan was also taken aback.

He never expected that Jiaolong's casual action would pull the Starvation Corpse out of his mind!

At this moment.

The stunningly Jiaolong tilted her head slightly, staring intently at the Starvation Corpse.

The Starvation Corpse man felt a strange chill run down his spine.

He instinctively covered his groin and chest with his hands.

Of course, there's nothing shameful about the Starvation Corpse's appearance. Its entire body is covered in smooth and firm muscles, just like those plastic mannequins in a shopping mall, possessing only a handsome outline but lacking detailed sculpting.

"That..."

"Who is this woman..."

The Starvation Corpse suddenly stopped roaring and looked at Qin Yiguan with unusual caution.

"Cough cough."

Qin Yiguan covered his mouth with his fist and coughed lightly, "Can't you even see that? In broad daylight, a man and a woman alone in a room, the doors and windows locked, and I'm lying in bed..."

"Oh!"

The Starvation Corpse suddenly realized, "This must be my mistress! Starvation Corpse, mistress, you are truly beautiful!"

"Hmm, not bad."

Qin Yiguan coughed again, "Good to know. Starvation Corpse, go back to where you came from, don't get in the way."

"Yes, Master."

But then the Starvation Corpse turned and walked away, taking a few steps in the air before turning back in a daze, "Master, I can't get back!"