What to Do When I Become a Koi and Fall into the Male God’s Bathtub

WDBKFMGB Chapter 48 (Part 2) – Begin Loading Saved File

Thank you all for your patience! @_@ I strained my wrist again, so I’ve been working with one hand for a month. There’s still a bonus chapter in the queue! I haven’t forgotten! ><


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     While (the group) walked towards the brainwashing chamber, He Ruge whispered softly: “I’m not a member of the Intergalactic Police Force. But, I might be a messenger of justice sent by Heaven to deliver a bit of love to this world.”

     The Medicine-seeking rat ignored He Ruge’s mutterings and sighed: “You should talk some more while you’re still conscious now. After you enter the brainwashing chamber, you won’t be able to speak your mind anymore. Did you know? The last person who managed the gene altering solution injections died a few days ago.

     “Scorpion started investigating from that time.

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     “Your identity had already been under suspicion for quite a while. You can freely enter and exit the Orphanage, awaken Yellow Ferret’s memories, and block the monitors. (Everything you’ve done) also seems to have a connection with Crow’s rebellion back then. You’ve really put yourself in front of the gun this time. I……I wish to protect you, but I truly can’t.”

     The Medicine-seeking rat coughed louder and louder as he sent He Ruge to the door of the brainwashing chambers. Two strong individuals pushed He Ruge into the brainwashing machine.

     He Ruge suddenly recalled many things, such as when he himself stood in the Medicine-seeking rat’s current position, watching the Little White Tiger being escorted into the brainwashing chamber.

     It turns out that the machine was this large and cold. Was Little White Tiger terrified then? When the (Little White Tiger) was sent into the brainwashing chambers with his own hands, was he (The Little White Tiger) just as sad as when he (He Ruge) was betrayed by Yellow Ferret?

     He had only regarded Yellow Ferret as a trustworthy friend, yet, he already felt like he couldn’t breathe after he was betrayed. As for the Little White Tiger, his favorability was at 100. What kind of emotion did the Little White Tiger who loved him that much feel at the time?

     Did his heart break in half, shatter to pieces; did he carry his broken heart while still firmly saying ‘I like you’.

     Because…… Even at the last moment when Little White Tiger was sent into the brainwashing chambers, his favorability was still 100.

     He Ruge wanted to put his hand over the left side of his left chest and block the overflowing sorrow that was leaking out. However, his hands were fixed in place and he couldn’t move. 

     The moment when the machine was starting up, He Ruge chose to load the saved file.

     【Read files】

     【Yes】

     【No】

    If only real life could be reloaded like a game. 

     He Ruge closed his eyes as he heard the cold mechanical voice flow through his mind:

   [Loading files takes a long time, please wait patiently]

     [A harmful mental wave was detected, activating spiritual sea protection mechanism ——]

     [Resistance Successful]

     【Loading time 1 x 24 hours】

     [Countdown: 24 hours 00 minutes 00 seconds]

     *

     The little monster dragged the bedding from the corner of the room to the door. He sat on the bedding He Ruge gave him and waited.

     He waited one hour.

     Two hours.

     Three hours.

     …

     He waited until the sky grew completely dark, until there was no longer light reflected in his blue eyes. He waited until the sky lit back up. However, that pair of dim blue eyes did not brighten again.

     His tail encircled his paws, and the little monster stared at the unopened door without blinking from beginning to end.

     ——Why are you not here yet?

     ——I have been waiting for you for a long time

     ——I was good 

     Finally, the door of the room was pushed open, and the pair of blue eyes exploded with brilliance. The little monster looked expectantly at the visitor, but he only saw an unfamiliar staff member.

     That person was obviously scared of him. He avoided him as he placed the nutrient solution on the ground and left in a hurry.

     The door closed again, and the light in the little monster’s blue eyes went out, like a  turbulent sea submerged under a dark, moonless night. The big white tiger lowered his head and shattered the bottle of nutrient solution with one bite. The glass shards pierced his tongue, but the little monster just drank the nutrient solution mixed with glass as if nothing had happened.

     He waited for another long, long duration. He waited until noon, but the one who came again was still not yet He Ruge.

     And so, the little monster waited by the door again.

     The little monster last night thought that if He Ruge came back at night, he would definitely forgive He Ruge.

     This morning’s little monster thought, if He Ruge came back this morning, he would still not blame He Ruge.

     This noon’s little monster thought, if He Ruge came back at noon, he would give He Ruge a little bite.

     Tonight’s little monster thought, if He Ruge didn’t return tonight, tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, then…….

     He would have to kill He Ruge.

     He would rip open that liar, and break him into eight pieces. He would eat him completely, flesh and skin, into his stomach without even spitting out the bones. Then, their blood and flesh would be fused together, and the other person would never again be able to leave. (TL: YANDERE ALERT)

     At night, the door opened, and a stranger carrying the medicine box walked in and injected the gene altering solution into the little monster.

     Without He Ruge’s presence, the pain that had disappeared racked his body once more, and even felt more painful and unbearable than before.

Pain. 

     It was so painful that his dark red vertical pupils emerged, and his violent eyes stared straight at the person in front of him. The blood-agate eyes were ominous and malevolent, and filled with a sense of overwhelming power.

     “Where is he?”

     Though the question clearly didn’t indicate who “he” was, the person being controlled stammered: “In…… brainwashing…… chambers……”

     The Brainwashing Chamber.

     The place where he first arrived into this world, and the place where he first awakened all of his bad memories.

     It turns out that he hadn’t been abandoned. He Ruge was trapped by bad people.

     Very good.

     The little monster snapped the other’s neck in one smooth bite before staring directly into the cameras with his irrational blood-red eyes. He smiled at the person behind the monitors with the deepest malicious intent.

     The monster that had been suppressing himself finally broke through his cage of sanity.

     (The monster) opened his large Zerg wings and soared out of the dreary Room 104.

     —— Don’t be afraid

     —— We’re going home

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     The author has something to say:

     Small Theater:

     Little Monster: Watch, I will show you a live performance of swallowing glass shards

     Little Angel: Yeah! I can too!


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Superstar Aspirations

SA Chapter 93 (Part 4) – Picky Eater Rong Rong

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     Under the bright lights, a young man in a gorgeous brocade robe had his head lowered, carefully searching for radishes hidden in the dish, disguised as meat. He then patiently picked them out one by one with chopsticks. His long hair slid down the side of his face along with his movements, and his clear eyes were filled with dedication, seemingly like he was undertaking a great task.

     After plucking out one piece of radish, there was a second piece, followed by a third, and a fourth……

     When Rong Xu removed all the radishes in the radish stewed meat dish, his portion had already lost more than (half of its original amount), leaving only seven or eight small pieces of meat.

     Qin Cheng: “…”

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     After doing all this, Rong Xu breathed a sigh of relief. He lifted his face and smiled: “Do you eat radishes?”

     Looking at the young man’s harmless smile, the man felt his heart soften. However, on the surface, he raised an eyebrow and said: “Don’t eat.”

     Rong Xu was stunned. He looked down at his own lunch box and then at the radishes he piled up in Qin Cheng’s lunch box.

     “……then, I’ll take them back.”

     Qin Cheng’s stoic expression slowly melted. Seeing Rong Xu actually starting to use the chopsticks to pick the radishes back out, he stretched out his own chopsticks to block Rong Xu’s movements.

     Rong Xu raised his gaze: “?”

The man’s lips calmly curled upwards, and he said in his magnetic and charming voice: “Yours, I’ll eat.”

     Rong Xu’s face suddenly became a bit hot, and after a long time, he let out a soft “en”.

     Among this large crowd of people, the two could only sit face to face, eat, chat, unable to do anything else.

     Many staff members saw Rong Xu’s action of dropping the radishes into Qin Cheng’s bowl, and they all widened their eyes in shock, whispering in disbelief: “No way, Rong Xu just casually put the food he doesn’t like into Qin Cheng’s lunch box? That’s way too bold, ba. Qin Cheng will definitely be angry!”

Qin Cheng’s temper wasn’t bad, but it definitely wouldn’t be considered great. At least, for these staff members, Qin Cheng never cordially mingled with them. He wasn’t even as close to them as Huang Lei was.

     But what was even more shocking was that Qin Cheng unexpectedly didn’t say a single word to Rong Xu, and even blocked Rong Xu’s actions of taking back the radishes before silently picking up the radishes to eat.

     Eating it was fine, but then he actively picked up a few pieces of his own pork and put them in Rong Xu’s bowl……

     “This relationship is a little bit too close, isn’t it? I keep feeling that something is off.”

     “What do you understand? I heard Assistant Director Cui say the other day that God Qin and Rong Xu’s elders know one another. Maybe they were childhood friends, who are we to interrupt?”

     “Ooooohhhh, so it turns out to be like this. No wonder God Qin is so kind to Rong Xu.”

     Rong Xu completely didn’t know that the rumor that “He and Qin Cheng grew up together as childhood friends” had already spread through the crew.

     After finishing lunch, Rong Xu was called over by Old Liu to carefully discuss the scene to be filmed in the afternoon. By 1:30 in the afternoon, the crew was ready to film. 

     The set (for this scene) was a quaint and simple house, and Rong Xu also changed into slightly simpler casual clothes.

     This scene would portray Zhu Molang and Kong Chao’s first meeting.

     When Kong Chao went to the palace to report on official business one year ago, he didn’t actually see Zhu Molang in person. He waited a few hours outside before being ‘kindly’ sent away by Zhu Molang. Therefore, when it was discovered that Kong Chao had been investigating the deaths of the Elite Guards, Zhu Molang suddenly appeared, and the two finally met.

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     Since Black Clouds, it had already been more than half a year since Rong Xu acted with Qin Cheng.

     In Black Clouds, Qin Cheng starred as Male No. 2. Thus, he deliberately suppressed his aura and tried not to steal the limelight from the other actors. It was still fine when he acted with Rong Xu, but Qin Cheng truly restrained himself when he acted with Yu Siyu and the others.

     However, in The Embroiderer, Qin Cheng was the lead actor.

     Last night, Rong Xu specially went over to Group B to watch Qin Cheng’s act. (Qin Cheng’s) overwhelming momentum couldn’t be hidden or repressed as he pressured and led each one of his co-stars into his own rhythm. Even the veteran Male No.2 actor was gradually dragged around the scene, following Qin Cheng’s rhythm as he fell deeper into his role.

     To have gained fame in one fell swoop and obtained his current status, this man (Qin Cheng) relied not only on his family’s resources, but mainly his personal strength.

     In the room, Rong Xu stood beside the Eight Immortals table and looked down at the ordinary cup on the table surface.

     Unlike the audition, they actually poured tea into the tea cup, and the commander of the Elite Guards who (Zhu Molang) was waiting for would also appear and act out the scene with him.

     Old Liu sat in a corner of the room and exchanged a glance with Rong Xu. The young man nodded lightly, and Old Liu understood his meaning tacitly.

     Rong Xu turned his head and looked in the direction of the front gate. He knew that Qin Cheng had been waiting there for a while now, and soon, the man would open the door and he would act out the “first encounter scene” to the best of his abilities and perform without a trace of restraint.

     Old Liu made the final adjustments, and when everything was ready, he raised his hand: “ACTION!”

     ***

     City B, in a Luxury high-end club.

     The sound of elegant and soothing music flowed through the quiet tea house. A clear stream of water flowed through the small and exquisite artificial fountain, accompanied by the beauty of classical music, making the tea house more charming.

This Club was a meeting place for the upper class. Many wealthy ladies would come to drink tea and occasionally play a few rounds of Mahjong. Men enjoyed coming here to gamble and play cards while the women played Mahjong, chatted, and shopped to maintain shallow friendships.

     In this tea room, there currently sat four glamorously dressed middle-aged madams.

     Seven to eight waitresses were respectfully pouring tea, lighting incense, and delivering snacks for them. All the madams needed to do was stretch out their well-manicured hands and leisurely play mahjong. It could also be said that playing mahjong was just a front. What they were more concerned about was gossip.

     A tall and thin madam touched a West Wind (one of the Mahjong Tiles), discarded it, and spoke with a smile while continuing to play: “Speaking of which, the third son of the Wang family had a son last week. Old Master Wang named him Wang Dong. “

     “Oh, I just saw the kid yesterday. He sure looked tender and beautiful, like his celebrity mother.”

     The lanky madam covered her mouth and laughed: “Celebrity? (She’s) just a second-rate little star, how can she compare to Madam Rong’s little Rong Xu.” 

Three of the madams looked towards the (lanky madam), and the madam said with a smile: “My daughter likes your family’s Rong Xu so much. Mrs. Rong, when will you tell your Rong Xu to stop playing around and come back to inherit the family property? I can’t out talk my family’s little girl.”

     A trace of embarrassment flashed across Second Madam Rong’s plump face, and she said dryly: “Rong Xu? What does he count as? He’s just a small-time actor.”

     The lanky madam shook her head immediately: “You shouldn’t speak nonsense. I heard my daughter say Rong Xu’s last movie made more than 10 billion at the box office. If the box office was already more than 10 billion, how much do you think his remuneration was? It must be at least 100 million, right?”

     Mrs. Rong sneered: “Just that?”

     The other wealthy madam sneered and said in a cryptic manner: “The world is unpredictable. If your family’s Rong Xu also becomes like Qin Cheng of the Qin family, he’ll have many trophies, eventually many shares in Huaxia Entertainment’s stocks, and so many other investment projects…everything will be completely different.”

     As soon as these words landed, all the madams laughed softly.

     However, they soon changed the subject, and so they naturally didn’t notice that Rong Xu’s second aunt’s face had turned black, and her lips turned pale.

      After the meaningless round of Mahjong was over, Second Madam Rong sat in the car and muttered skeptically: “He……become Qin Cheng? How is that possible?!” But after a while, She clenched her fingers: “He……what should we do if he really does become (the next) Qin Cheng?”

     A hint of trepidation flashed across her face, and she asked the driver to speed home. As soon as she arrived home, she rushed into the study. When she pushed open the door, she immediately shouted, “Rong Heng, that little rabbit is already an adult, what should we do? Don’t pretend to ignore it. You can’t wait any longer. Hurry up and deal with the old man’s will!”

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TL corner: I completely forgot the existence of Madam Rong and Rong Heng until now LOL.

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Superstar Aspirations

SA Chapter 93 (Part 3) – Picky Eater Rong Rong

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     Old man Sheng Ge’s act of treason in collaborating with the enemy was even more of a violation because he knew a secret that he should never know. The deaths of the Elite Guards was also in part due to Sheng Ge secretly disclosing that particular secret to one individual. However, since (the killer) didn’t know who that one was, they killed everyone instead, one by one.

     Kong Chao discovered the clue and wanted to inquire more on the truth, thus……he had to go die.

     Die together with Sheng Xiangjun. Only the dead could keep secrets, and only the dead could not speak.

     Rong Xu’s first scene went very smoothly. Originally, Old Liu had been worried that Rong Xu wouldn’t be able to adapt to the crew’s pace.

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     Within the circle there was also no lack of actors who acted beautifully during the audition, but continuously and inexplicably NG’d during filming. It might be because they would become nervous and unable to act if they acted with other people. This was especially the case for large-production movies where the actors would be considerably more psychologically stressed and prone to mistakes.

     For an entire day, Old Liu filmed the scenes of “The Prince Taking Care of the Emperor”.

     It could even be said that this plotline was finally completed at noon the next day, where another plotline could then be filmed.

     On the second day after arriving at the crew, Rong Xu received his own room and no longer had to squeeze in a bed with Qin Cheng.

     Everyone in the crew took this as the most logical happening, so even if a certain man had other opinions on it, he couldn’t voice it. He also really wanted to go find Rong Xu to “Study the script by the moonlight”, but there was no opportunity. He and Rong Xu had very few same-screen scenes, so he didn’t even have an excuse.

     As a result, Qin Cheng could only message his youth at night, but he didn’t actually say much since Rong Xu had to rest——

     The scenes filmed these past few days were all Rong Xu’s. Anyone else could rest during the day, but only he never had time for rest.

     This situation lasted until the fifth day.

     In these five days, Rong Xu finished filming all of Zhu Molang’s political scenes. Scenes of the Crown Prince dealing with government affairs in the Imperial Study, scenes of the Crown Prince taking care of the emperor, and scenes of the Crown Prince holding court……

     In all of these scenes, Rong Xu was a completely flawless male god. Zhu Molang’s perfection was engraved in the hearts of every single staff member on set. His every move was filled with grace, and his gestures exuded a noble and elegant temperament.

     Every actor who worked with Rong Xu was also cordial and delighted to get along with him because the young man had a good attitude and took the initiative to rehearse with everyone. He wasn’t like some other newcomers who relied on their rising popularity to be arrogant and pompous.

     Most of the actors who were playing ministers in The Embroiderer were long-time actors who had been in the circle for many years but weren’t able to rise too high. They weren’t super famous, and the viewers would only feel them familiar but would not be able to recall exactly who they were.

     Actors of this status could be said to be stuck in limbo, (their authority neither high nor low). They had the qualifications, but no capital. Thus, even some popular newcomers who just debuted dared to disrespect them. They would be yelled at, yet weren’t allowed to show anger, so they could only swallow their anger in silence.

     Seeing Rong Xu getting along with all the actors, Qin Cheng couldn’t help but soften his expression. His thin lips hooked up slightly, and his eyes were filled with unconcealed pride, almost as if he was the one being liked.

     Meanwhile, on the other side, the heroine, Huang Lei, also realized this situation.

     Huang Lei and Rong Xu had almost no scenes together; thus, she never paid too much attention to Rong Xu before. But now, seeing such a scene, she took a few more meaningful glances in his direction before finally calling over her assistant and saying: “Go over to Rong Xu for a bit and give him my greetings.”

     The little assistant had followed Huang Lei for many years now, and they immediately understood what she meant.

     This assistant didn’t just casually give her greetings. Instead, she went through Rong Xu’s assistant Luo Qian, and the two became friends after chatting. The little assistant gave Luo Qian some pointers that she should pay attention to in regards to the crew. For example, when Rong Xu and Male No.2 act in the same scene tomorrow, it was necessary for them to be lenient since Male No.2’s Chinese wasn’t good, and it would be best to be prepared.

     Like most movies that portrayed the Elite Guards in a positive light, the Elite Guards’ biggest enemies were the East and West Factions. Normally, as long as it was a movie involving the Elite Guards, the villain would, without exception, be either the governor of the East Faction or the governor of the West Faction.

     The film, The Embroiderer, also appeared to be such a movie on the surface. Male No.2  was the governor of the East Faction. He was in his fifties and also the Emperor’s personal old eunuch, named Li Gaodan. According to the normal plotline of similar Elite Guard’s movies, Li Gonggong would be an expert martial artist. Even The Embroiderer couldn’t escape from this conventional standard.

     However, the big boss of this movie was not Li Gonggong, but rather Zhu Molang, who was  behind (Li Gaodan).

     This was the novelty of The Embroiderer and also the big plot-twist deliberately crafted by Old Liu.

     Even till the end of the movie, before the reveal and Kong Chao discovered the secret of The Embroiderer, Kong Chao always believed Li Gaodan was the mastermind. Even as he killed Li Gaodan, he believed that the matter was finally over.

     The actor playing Li Gaodan was an overseas Chinese individual who was very popular in the UK and often played the roles of elegant old gentleman. This actor was fifty years old this year. But, because he grew up in a foreign country, he couldn’t speak Mandarin too well, and all his Chinese movies were dubbed post-production.

     Luo Qian quietly told Rong Xu what Huang Lei’s little assistant had informed her of. Hearing her words, Rong Xu glanced at Huang Lei in surprise.

     As a result, he saw the elegant and beautiful Film Empress glance back and give him a nod with a generous smile. She appeared very friendly at first glance.

     Rong Xu likewise nodded to the other party with a smile.

     Luo Qian sighed in a low voice: “Huang Lei truly is a Film Empress, even specially giving you advice, Xiao Xu.”

     Hearing this, Rong Xu smiled helplessly: “You only know how to chat with others. Where’s my box lunch?”

     Luo Qian was given a fright and replied quickly: “I’ll go get it right now, I forgot about it……”

     “No, it’s fine, you go to eat first.”

     A deep and magnetic voice sounded calmly from behind Rong Xu. (Rong Xu) turned around and saw the tall and graceful man walking towards him. He was still wearing the dark black flying fish brocade with a wide belt around his waist. However, his hands were…… um, carrying two lunch boxes.

     His mismatched appearance was hilarious no matter how one looked at it. But, as soon as you saw the icy and indifferent face, any hint of disharmony inexplicably disappeared.

     Seeing Qin Cheng, Luo Qian’s (eyes couldn’t help but transform into stars). She nodded rapidly and obediently walked away.

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     Qin Cheng then grabbed the box lunches and gently placed them down on the table in front of Rong Xu. He walked over to the opposite side and directly sat down.

     It was already the crew’s lunch and break hour, and many of the staff members were eating and chatting while enjoying their rare rest time. The staff members who already finished eating were busy with their own affairs, setting up scenes, managing lighting, and coordinating with the Extras.

     Although the crew mainly focused on filming Rong Xu’s scenes during these few days, in fact, Old Liu had the crew divided into two groups: A and B. He, himself, was in charge of group A which focused on filming Rong Xu’s scenes, while B group was handed over to the Vice director and several deputy directors who prioritized filming Qin Cheng’s action scenes.

     This method saved both time and costs.

     However, because of this, Qin Cheng and Rong Xu had even fewer opportunities to be together. With the exception of meal time, both of them had to film at the same time.

     Seeing the young man take the box lunch and snap open his chopsticks, Qin Cheng’s gaze landed on those slender, jade hands, and his handsome eyebrows slowly furrowed.

     He originally thought that because the two of them were filming together, they would naturally have more time to interact. Who could have imagined that it would be difficult for them to even talk because they didn’t have many cooperative scenes.

     The man’s eyes were as deep as the sea and gradually became more and more desolate.

     Rong Xu opened his box lunch and prepared to eat sincerely. The other staff members also merely glanced at them and said: “The relationship between Rong Xu and Qin Cheng seem to be very good”, and nothing more. However, no one knew that a certain man was currently thinking——

     How can I make the screenwriter change up the roles, for example…… adding more cooperative scenes between Kong Chao and Zhu Molang?

     The screenwriter who was having lunch with Old Liu suddenly sneezed: “……”

     Qin Cheng narrowed his eyes and carefully considered the possibility of this situation. Just as he was considering whether to have Xu Jin (start on his request), something suddenly swished in his peripheral vision. (Qin Cheng) immediately lifted his eyes, and when he regained awareness, he realized there was an extra piece of radish in his food.

     The original white radish had been boiled tender by the crew’s chef. Cooked for a lengthy amount of time together with meat, the dark brown gravy had infused into the radish. The rich smell of meat surged upwards with the steam, rendering all who smelled it unable to resist. It had the refreshing taste of radish but also the dense flavor of gravy.

     However, in the next moment, a certain young man lowered his head and took another piece of radish with his chopsticks, depositing it in Qin Cheng’s lunch box.

     Qin Cheng: “……”

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WDBKFMGB Chapter 48 (Part 1) – Begin Loading Saved File

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     The time spent tiger-petting was happy, but short. He Ruge left the game (running in the background) while he pulled out his phone to write.

     The term “playing until losing control” made a lot of sense now. With the game right next to him, He Ruge couldn’t concentrate on writing at all.

     He could only log on to Penguin to seek out Coding Machine for motivation. After seeing pictures of fancy stewed pigeon, knives threatening castration, and not-working authors being thrown in trash cans, He Ruge began writing with tears in his eyes.

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     Once he spent the entire afternoon writing an update, He Ruge logged back into the game to inject the little monster with the gene altering solution. With the last gene altering solution injection, the little monster was already one head taller than He Ruge. He was around two meters tall and more than four meters long.

     Watching the process of the little monster’s growth, He Ruge suddenly had this illusion that if the little monster kept growing bigger and bigger, he’d become an invincible creature who could crush the Starry Sea Orphanage with one slash.

     The big monster would be so tall that it wouldn’t even need to fly so that the tips of its ears penetrated the cloud cover. He would be sitting on the monster’s head and could touch the stars with a mere stretch of his hand.

     After injecting the gene altering solution, He Ruge remembered his last chance to participate in the Ice Project. If that matter was left unresolved, it would forever sit in his heart and fester away. Besides, he (left a save point there), so he should just take advantage of that and deal with that matter tonight. Then, he would come back and find an excuse to curl up in the big cat’s arms and sleep. Isn’t that a beautiful image?

     Taking heart wasn’t comparable to taking action. 

     He Ruge stood on his tiptoe and touched the little monster’s head, whispering: “Miao Miao, I have something to do and need to leave first, but I’ll be back soon.”

     Although the little monster was reluctant, he had clearly become more sensible in these past few days. Even if he didn’t want He Ruge to leave, he still nodded and said: “Okay, I’ll be waiting for you.”

     As the door was closing, He Ruge couldn’t help but turn and say to the eager little monster: “I’ll be back soon, this time I won’t let you wait long.”

     The little monster nodded earnestly.

     He Ruge closed the door with a smile and then walked towards Room B6 alone. Due to the universal key card and the Little Hearts shielding monitor, he was unobstructed in entering and exiting all the corridors.

     When he arrived at Room B6, Yellow Ferret had just finished feeding milk formula to the experimental subjects. Seeing He Ruge’s arrival, he lowered his head and left the room in silence, leaving He Ruge room to work.

     Although singing consumed the bloodline pattern’s energy, this would be the last time he sang for the cubs, so it shouldn’t matter if he consumed some energy once more.

     After He Ruge comforted himself, he opened Room 1 and sang a few lyrics for the small pup. If he sang a full song for each experimental subject every time, he would have to sing twenty times. He guessed that by the end, his legs would be so soft that he’d be unable to leave the room.

     Thus, he only sang two or three lines of the lyrics for each cub, just like how he’d hummed to Ruan Ruan. The efficiency of his singing was quite high, and He Ruge arrived at Room 20 in the blink of an eye.

     Number 20 in this time’s Ice Project was a cute little squirrel, and He Ruge particularly enjoyed singing with the little squirrel in his palm. With a smile at the corner of his mouth, he opened the iron door of Room 20, and the first thing he saw was a large gray rat.

     There was no fluffy squirrel tail, no little squirrel who He Ruge’s heart yearned for. It was the medicine-seeking rat with his white beard and hair and a face etched with the vicissitudes of life.

     The medicine-seeking rat sat on the robotic arm. A light screen was suspended in the air with charts recording sound waves. Seeing He Ruge push open the door stupidly, the medicine-seeking rat sighed deeply. He turned off the recording function with one paw and then said earnestly to He Ruge: “Why are you so stupid? Sold off and you didn’t even have a clue…”

     No matter how naive He Ruge was, he instantly realized that he had been betrayed by Yellow Ferret. He held onto the room’s door frame and stood there in a daze. Only the word “betrayal” replayed endlessly in his otherwise empty mind.

     ……How could this be?

     Wasn’t it agreed that he could participate in the Ice Project three times?

     He Ruge’s worst guess was that he had accidentally run into something in Room B6 that revealed the situation.

     How did this happen?

     It was clearly he who helped Yellow Ferret retrieve his memories. He knew Yellow Ferret’s name was Huang Dingxu. In the previous Ice Project, he prevented Yellow Ferret from harming the experimental subject. In total, he had helped Yellow Ferret twice.

     As a person…… shouldn’t gratitude be repaid with gratitude, and wrath repaid in wrath, just like Crow?

     Starry Sea Orphanage was a very dark place. The organization behind it was completely apathetic and void of humanity, but He Ruge’s heart was still biased towards any and all victims.

     Just like how he regarded Crow and Golden Python as friends, and treated the cubs as gently and warmly as his own, he was willing to trust everyone wholesomely.

     He didn’t want to doubt Yellow Ferret. It wasn’t that he was so naive of the world that he was oblivious to the workings of the human heart, but rather, just as how He Ruge said to the little monster: “Exchanging sincerity with sincerity”, he always aspired to treat everyone in the world who deserved kindness with kindness.

     The medicine-seeking rat shook his head, “Of all people, why would you ask Yellow Ferret for cooperation……sigh, is he a credible person?”

     A small wheel emerged from the base of the robotic arm, and the medicine-seeking rat steered the robotic arm around He Ruge, who was still standing in place. He instantly drove (the arm) to the doorway of Room B6 before turning his head towards the still frozen He Ruge: “Follow me. Everyone outside is someone who can repress you. If you walk with me, it’ll at least be better.”

     The tightly closed door opened, and behind the door stood a row of staff members and the pale-faced Yellow Ferret. They were separated by a long and suffocating silence, similarly pale-faced, and looking at each other.

     “Sorry.” He Ruge heard Yellow Ferret spit out these words with trembling lips. They were very familiar words. The day he re-awakened Yellow Ferret’s memories, he had heard Yellow Ferret say:

     “Sorry, I am a small-minded person.”

     At this moment, that memory collided with the present.

     He Ruge took the first step forward. But, because he had consumed too much energy from his bloodline pattern, his steps were a bit unstable. He furrowed his brows strenuously, following after the medicine-seeking rat one foot in front of the other. He took one small and one large step repeatedly, seemingly as if just recovering from a hangover, and walked past the two rows of staff members.

     Maybe he really was drunk and hadn’t fully woken up yet.

     He trekked along in this long, dark corridor as if traversing through a nightmare. He Ruge stopped his footsteps and turned back to look at Yellow Ferret. His voice echoed through the hallway in a surreal manner: “Huang Dingxu.”

     Yellow Ferret’s face paled. His appearance made him look like a ghost imprisoned in this nightmare, “Sorry, I’m sorry, I need……I need to wait for someone’s return.”

     He Ruge glanced at Yellow Ferret silently.

     “But there is also someone waiting for me to return.”

     “I promised them that I wouldn’t leave for too long.”

     “They will be sad.”

     “You see, if ‘Sorry’ was truly useful, why would you need the police.”

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SA Chapter 93 (Part 2) – Picky Eater Rong Rong

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     Xu Jin just came back from chatting with the producer when he suddenly came face to face with Qin Cheng’s dark expression. He turned his head following the man’s line of sight and saw the scene where Rong Xu and Chen Feng were engaging in an enthusiastic conversation.

     Who was Xu Jin? He was super sharp and understood the entire scenario at a glance.

     (Xu Jin) laughed out loud before sitting in a chair next to (Qin cheng), saying: “Isn’t this normal? You and Rong Xu have only a few scenes together. Every time the prince appears, he’s either busy governing and controlling the court or serving his ill Father. If he doesn’t act with Chen Feng, what, is he supposed to do his scenes with you?”

     Qin Cheng slowly raised his eyes and cast a deep glance at Xu Jin.

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     (Xu JIn’s) body suddenly shivered, and the smile on his face immediately froze. All the hairs on his body stood straight up, and he quickly gave a cough and corrected himself: “But……but it’s nothing much. I know you like him, and something is still better than nothing. At least now you’re in the same crew. You can talk to one another and be within close proximity of each other.”

     Qin Cheng didn’t tell Xu Jin about their relationship, and likewise, Rong Xu didn’t tell Luo Zhentao.

     However, Qin Cheng hadn’t put much thought into this aspect, whereas Rong Xu had considered the situation from multiple angles. He felt that if he told Luo Zhentao, there would be too many unpredictable outcomes. For example, he recalled that after Luo Zhentao found out about his good relationship with Qin Cheng, he had contemplated whether to use Qin Cheng’s fame to pave the way for Rong Xu.

     As far as profit was concerned, Luo Zhentao was definitely the most qualified businessman. He and Rong Xu had a close relationship, but the two also had very different ways of going about things.

     In short, Rong Xu didn’t intend to tell Luo Zhentao any time soon.

     Not far away, Rong Xu and Old Chen were practicing their scenes with constant bouts of laughter. Meanwhile, Qin Cheng was flipping through his script silently, occasionally being dragged over by the martial arts instructor to learn some moves, and occasionally being occupied by other actors for chats or scene practices.

     In The Embroiderer, the male protagonist, Kong Chao, would be played by Qin Cheng, acting as the commander of the Elite Guards; the female protagonist, Sheng Xiangjun, was the daughter of a corrupt minister and would be played by a famous Film Empress, Huang Lei.

     The Elite Guard brothers (in-arms) who died bizarre deaths had all journeyed to undertake a criminal officials escort task. It was after completing that task that they began dying off one after another. The criminal official was prosecuted for treason of collaborating with enemies and was secretly escorted by the Elite guards back to the capital from Fujian. In the end, the guilty official was executed by Ling Chi, and all of his family members were beheaded as a public demonstration. They truly did wipe out his entire nine generations.

     Sheng Xiangjun was the last blood of the Sheng family. She was sent by her family in advance to hide in a brothel and escaped (the bloodshed). No one would ever believe that the blood of a famous civil servant would be hiding in the brothel, and the old madame of this brothel had once received a life-saving grace from Mr. Sheng in the past, so she risked her life to hide Sheng Xiangjun.

     Of course, Sheng Xiangjun did not believe that her own father would commit treason. Her father was a great scholar. Three loyal generations of the Sheng family, over two dynasties of rulers. The friendship between his father and the current ruler stemmed from their childhood, how could he possibly have colluded with the enemy?

     Thus, when Sheng Xiangjun discovered that someone was investigating her father’s case, her strong intellect led her to Kong Chao.

     Why were the Elite Guards dying one after another after participating in Old Sheng Ge’s case?

     Why would the decades-long loyal elder Sheng Ge suddenly commit treason?

     The entire movie revolved around this unsettled case, and the one who Qin Cheng would be acting with the most was Huang Lei (female lead). Huang Lei was thirty-five years old this year, eight years older than Qin Cheng, already married and had children. It was therefore highly unlikely for them to have any scandals. 

     Today, as she was practicing with Qin Cheng, she was surprised to find the other party blanking out several times.

     Afterwards, Huang Lei asked her own assistant in confusion: “What’s wrong with Qin Cheng?”

     Huang Lei has no interest in handsome men, but her assistant was a huge fan of Qin Cheng’s. Upon hearing this, the assistant immediately asked: “What’s wrong with God Qin?!”

     Huang Lei smiled helplessly: “Looking at how excited you are, do you like Qin Cheng that much? You like him so much yet didn’t even realize that Qin Cheng’s state was a little off today, almost reading the wrong lines while rehearsing?”

     The little assistant opened her eyes wide and said in disbelief: “Sister Huang, that’s impossible, right? I think God Qin’s state is very good. His lines are all perfect, and his temperament is also on point. I almost became immersed in the scene just standing here. He’s still so handsome.”

     Huang Lei: “……I shouldn’t have asked you.”

     In an obsessed young gal’s eyes, even if their male god sneezed, it would still be the world’s most handsome sneeze.

     Similarly, in the eyes of a certain man, if his family’s own youth fell down, it would be the world’s best looking fall…… Uh, that’s not right, he definitely wouldn’t let Rong Xu fall!

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     Of course, if Rong Xu could rehearse some scenes with him instead of constantly staying beside Old Chen, that would be much better.

     By noon, the props and lighting crews were all ready, and Rong Xu officially filmed his first scene since entering the crew of The Embroiderer.

     Old Chen lay supine on the bed, the yellow brocade robe covering him to hide the old man’s not-so-thin body. Only his face was exposed, yet he suddenly appeared extremely decrepit and sickly, with one foot in the grave.

     More than ten cameras were aimed at the set from all directions around the studio. Inside the gorgeous and exquisite bedroom set, Old Chen was lying on the dragon bed while Rong Xu was sitting on the edge of the dragon bed. The rest of the staff members were gathered around the set, waiting for each scene to end before hurrying makeup touchups to film the next scene.

     After confirming (the green light) with the camera crew, Old Liu waved his hands and shouted: “ACTION!” 

     The following moment, Rong Xu picked up the jade bowl on the side table.

     The lighting for this scene was quite peculiar. In the camera, the other aspects of the scene were clear and bright, but inexplicably, Rong Xu’s body was covered in a dark shadow. He and the dragon bed were both shrouded in a layer of indiscernible darkness, appearing dim and depressing.

     His Royal Highness was Ming’s next Emperor. He was young and handsome, and strove to govern well.

     Ever since the emperor accidentally swallowed some unknown medicinal pills two years prior and became seriously ill, the prince took on the role of supervising the land. Inside (the palace), he was filial to the emperor, personally serving him medicine daily and even helping the emperor clean up. Outside, he was an individual of great talents and stratagem, Ming Country was well organized under his governance – the people lived and worked in peace and contentment while foreign enemies dared not invade. The ministers of the dynasty all had a mouthful of praise for the crown prince.

     At the beginning of the movie, a nursery rhyme that children sang while they played on the streets rang out. There was one particular line in it that went ——

     “The east has jade, the people have rice.”

     The east referred to the East Palace, while jade (Lin Lang) referred to the Crown Prince Zhu Molang. Only with the crown prince could common people live and have food to eat.

     And so, in the first half of the movie plotline, Zhu Molang was simply a deity. He had an impeccable appearance, an outstanding demeanor, and brought about prosperity; he also had a heart full of benevolence. Everyone believed that as long as the crown prince ascended the throne, Ming Country would surely flourish.

     Right wow, Rong Xu needed to portray this perfect prince.

     The overall scene was quite simple. Zhu Molang would feed the emperor medicine, and the emperor would vomit all of it out onto the prince’s clothes. However, the prince wouldn’t show any traces of displeasure. Instead, he would respectfully wipe off the stains on his Father’s face, and say self-reproachfully: “It was This Son’s fault, not noticing that Father Emperor was unwell.”

     Which father wouldn’t like such a son?

     On the monitors, Rong Xu’s clear eyes were lowered and his brows were furrowed, seemingly as if he truly was blaming himself.

     Many staff members couldn’t help but feel distressed seeing him place the blame on himself like this.

     “If, after I grow old and get sick, my son would work hard and take care of me like this, I could laugh myself awake from my sleep.”

     “Rong Rong really is so beautiful, the epitome of a movie face, right? I glanced at the monitors just now. So nice.”

     “Reasonably speaking, such a good prince, even if he wasn’t my own son…… I would also let him become emperor.”
     Yes, in the movie The Embroiderer, the truth could be described in one phrase: ‘A Prince exchanged for a Tanuki (Civet Cat)’1.

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Footnotes:

1. Ming/Qing dynasty folk legend telling a story of how the Empress exchanged the real crown prince for a shape-shifting civet cat/tanuki


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SA Chapter 93 (Part 1) – Picky Eater Rong Rong

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     After Maze City’s official account posted this promotional Weibo, it immediately garnered the attention of many netizens and was reposted numerous times.

     Director Yuan, Xiwen Bo, Ren Shuzhi, Ma Qi…… the crew naturally forwarded the publicity post first. Even Luo Qian logged into Rong Xu’s account and helped him repost it.

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     Generally speaking, most celebrity accounts wouldn’t be managed and used only by themselves. For example, certain endorsement Weibo posts and some publicity Weibo posts were directly handed over to their assistants, agents, or even professional public relations teams.

     Rong Xu also enjoyed logging into Weibo, interacting with his fans, posting selfies, and chatting, which was already considered pretty good. Many celebrities didn’t care about their Weibo at all and left it completely to their public relations team to take care of. With a public relations team, there would never be (an incident of) incorrect words, and they could also help (the celebs) build their image to attract fans in order to be listed in the trending searches. As for what they were truly like in private, the fans wouldn’t know at all.

     When Rong Xu woke up (the next day), the number of reposts under Maze City’s official account post had already exceeded 10,000, and fans were commenting enthusiastically below.

     [What does Uncle Si Xun have to do with me? Six severed hands can’t be eaten. We want to see Rong Rong, see Rong Rong! A thirty-second trailer is not enough at all! ! ! Knocking on the bowl and waiting for the landlord to come deliver food! ! ! 】

     [Hahahaha, an official blog with such a peculiar style is truly unprecedented. Where is the promised seriousness, where is the integrity. Deducting chicken for the scriptwriter[1]! But, add 1,000…000 chicken for the stylist! Wuli Rong Rong is so handsome ~ so handsome that he has no friends[2]! 】 

     [OOOOOOOO the trailer itself made my blood bubble and boil, this time it seems that Rong Xu and Bo Xiwen are teaming up to catch the bad guys together? Is it a modern version of Sherlock/Watson? So moving, so moving~ Rong Xu’s image is so mature, I love this type of gentle and elegant person the most, making an appointment, appointment, appointment with the movie theaters![3] 】 

     With the countless repostings by celebrities and marketing accounts, this Weibo post rapidly gained exposure.

     Among the comments and reposts, the easiest thing to observe was the popularity of each of the actors.

Rong Xu’s fans accounted for half of the comment forwardings. First, among all the Weibo accounts with the highest number of forwards, apart from a few other celebrities, there was the official accounts of everyone in the Rong Xu National (Fan) Support Association. Consequently, at noon that day, the tag #RongXuMazeCity# was pushed up to sixth place on the trending list and was the only one among the crew of Maze City to make the list.

    When Director Yuan saw this, he smiled from ear to ear. He chose Rong Xu in the beginning due to his appearance and acting skills, and he also highly valued Rong Xu’s popularity. For him, a major commercial film director, the purpose of making a movie was, of course, to make money. If it wasn’t profitable, who would dedicate time and effort to making a film.

    Rong Xu has the lowest seniority among the crew members. But, right now, he had the greatest popularity. With him present, Maze City would have no shortage of exposure.

    Thus, in this first wave of publicity, Director Yuan gave Rong Xu ten seconds in the 30-second trailer, whereas Bo Xiwen only had eight. Select few fans might deliberately count the number of seconds their male gods appeared, but for the most part, they would see scenes of their respective male gods appearing particularly handsome and would be more than happy to discuss and forward the post.

    That was the case for the video trailer, but as for the first wave of official posters, (the designers) used a more profound style of emotional influence.

     All the actors were simply standing against a pure white background, looking fixedly at the camera. The poster opted for a close-up format and only showed the areas above each actor’s shoulders.

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     Under such photo standards, it was easier for the actors to showcase their character’s image. However, it also required superior acting skills.

     For example, when someone saw Ren Shuzhi’s poster, they would feel the anger in her eyes but wouldn’t be able to understand anything else. But, when they saw Bo Xiwen’s poster, they would be able to see a trace of awe-inspiring righteousness from his stoic face, and predict that he was upright and unyielding. At first glance, he was a manly man who’d grit his teeth and endure hardship.

     This was the difference in acting skills, allowing the audience to perceive more.

     The first poster released by the official account was Rong Xu’s.

     Against this pure white background, a handsome and elegant man donned a pair of silver framed glasses. His head was tilted slightly as he looked towards the camera calmly. His left hand was lifted, and he held onto the edge of his glasses with a finger. His clear, and light-colored eyes seemed to reflect a deep lake, quiet and serene. But it’s precisely because it was too quiet that it made him feel a bit aloof, to the point of being almost indifferent.

     There was no expression on Rong Xu’s face. He didn’t gnash his teeth like Ren Shuzhi, nor furrow his brows like Bo Xiwen. Yet, with his gaze lowered at you through the pair of cold lenses, anyone would feel cold sweat form from the soles of their feet, and (the air) becoming inexplicably cold.

     Of course, for the obsessed young folks, the most important thing was ——

     [AAAAHHHHHH Rong Rong is so cute! Rong Rong is so handsome! Elite Rong is also handsome! ! ! 】

     Just as Maze City’s publicity move was growing more heated, Rong Xu had already integrated into the crew of The Embroiderer and signed the contract in person. All the changes proposed by Luo Zhentao had been adopted. Taking into account the fact that Rong Xu was going to film (another work) in two weeks time, the crew would finish recording Rong Xu’s scenes first to rush his scenes.

     Without further delay, directly after signing the contract, Rong Xu headed into (the dressing room to) change into his costume and have his makeup done.

     When he finished with his makeup, the elderly man who had acting engrained into his very bones and will be playing the emperor had also finished his styling. The old man originally had a kind and jovial image, but his look was drastically transformed by the make-up artist’s skillful hands, and his new face took on a sickly and gaunt appearance.

     Yesterday, this old actor returned to his hotel too early and didn’t meet Rong Xu. Now that the two met, Old Liu immediately introduced them to each other.

     Coincidentally, just as Rong Xu stretched out his hands and prepared to politely greet the other party, the elder actor smiled generously and gripped onto Rong Xu’s hand with both hands, saying: “I just heard from Jianwen last week. He admires you quite a bit. After the Golden Bell Awards Ceremony, he said that you have an extremely good temper and praised you endlessly.”

     Rong Xu was slightly taken aback and looked up towards the elderly man.

     Zhou Jianwen was a well-known old actor in the circle. He and Rong Xu had only met once before. During the Golden Bell Awards some time ago, the old man personally presented the best supporting actor award to Rong Xu. At the time, the senior gave Rong Xu a few words of praise on stage. Rong Xu believed that the other party only had some positive feelings towards him, but he didn’t expect that the other party would tell his old friend about him.

     In any case, the two parties thus became acquainted with one another.

     Old Liu smiled and said: “Since you already know Rong Xu, Old Chen, then I won’t do much introduction. You have the most rivalry scenes between the two of you. When you have time, you can practice scenes together. Xiao Rong will be leaving the crew in two weeks. We’re grasping the time to finish filming all his scenes in one breath.”

     Rong Xu nodded with a smile, and the elder actor also smiled and agreed.

     Thus, while the props team was preparing the set, Rong Xu practiced with the senior the entire time.

     Meanwhile, Qin Cheng who was not far away: “……”

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[1]Deduct chicken: can be interpreted as ‘deducting points’

[2]Handsome that he has no friends: everyone is jealous OR everyone wants to date him instead of befriend him

[3]Ah yes catching the bad guys and saving the city owo. This poor fan will be shaken awake at the movies


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WDBKFMGB Chapter 47 – You in My Arms

Unedited (may have typos and strange syntax @_@. Will edit later today)

I have also been notified that Chapters 1-8 by the previous translator are no longer available! I will be going back and retranslating these chapters soon! Thanks for your patience!


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     He Ruge exited the game and logged into Penguin to ask 8 Legs about the circumstances under which the bloodline patterns would heat up besides encountering a natural enemy.

     8Legs: “Under normal circumstances, it should only warn you if you encounter a natural enemy. However, you’re a koi (monster), and your bloodline pattern may have other capabilities I don’t know about.”

     8Legs: “Speaking of which, are you really a writer for Jinjiang (JJWXC)? Why do I feel like you’re always living life on the edge? Your bloodline pattern is warning you every single day.”

     Although He Ruge presented an attitude of ‘merely wanting to understand more about bloodline patterns’, the way he asked the questions (was suspicious, and) as long as 8Legs thought about it clearly he could (guess that they were situations) He Ruge encountered in reality.

     Ruge: “……I recently considered raising a big cat.”

     8Legs: “Goddamn, comrade.”

     Ruge: “If the bloodline pattern consumes too much energy, is it detrimental for the body, such as making your legs feel weak?”

      8Legs: “You’re still in your awakening period. It’s best not to consume too much energy. However, every monster is different. It’s like staying up late. Some people can pull consecutive all-nighters and no matter how late they stay up late, they can still feel vigorous and alert. Meanwhile, there’s others who pull consecutive all-nighters and then suddenly fall dead. Do you understand what I’m getting at?”

     Ruge: “Understood, thank you.”

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     No wonder he would randomly get soft legs and feet at every turn these past few days. He Ruge took a sip of his Goji berry tea and melancholically returned to writing. Some time back, after he posted that one 20,000 character post, his readers started criticizing his 10,000 character posts for being short.

      Sure enough, it was easy to transition from frugality to luxury, but difficult to downgrade from luxury to frugality.

     He Ruge estimated that with a progress of 10,000 characters a day, the (novel) would end around the end of next month.

     Additionally, his birthday was also at the end of next month. Finishing this novel would be his best birthday gift for himself. Before writing this novel, he was filled with uncertainty about the future and didn’t understand what he had been working towards his entire life. But now, every word he typed daily made his blurred future just a tiny bit clearer.

     After completing his morning update, He Ruge logged back into the game. Because 8Legs said that consuming the bloodline pattern’s energy could potentially cause self-harm, He Ruge planned to visit Room B6 the next day or the day after tomorrow. During these two (break days), he would enjoy his time and raise cubs (the little monster) happily.

     With a bottle of nutrient solution in hand, He Ruge pushed open the door of Room 104 and made eye contact with the little monster standing by the door.

     The little monster was already very, very tall. His overall height was as high as He Ruge’s lower jaw, and his body length was greater than three meters. If he laid down, the bedding could no longer fit (his huge body). The little monster worked hard (to sit on the bedding), and because of his upright posture, his tender white belly was exposed. His appearance was similar to a cub’s as he tilted his head slightly upwards while squatting by the door waiting for He Ruge.

     Indeed, he was still a cub.

      His large size was due to the rapid growth effects of the gene altering solution injections. He had only been released (from room B6) for less than half a year, and every time he did something bad (like making trouble for the other staff at Starry Sea Orphanage), he was sent back to sleep.

     No one had ever liked him, nor sang him a song, told him a story, fed him candy, or touched his head. No one ever told him that he was smart and deserved to be liked.

     This was Xi Guican’s missing childhood years.

     A combination of all the negative emotions during his brief and lacking childhood.

     Little Xi Guican liked his Zerg wings, so the little monster also liked the Zerg wings. The grown up Xi Guican liked He Ruge, so from the beginning, the little monster liking He Ruge was already set in stone.

     However, the dumb little monster didn’t understand that the emotion in his heart was ‘like’. Even the grown up Xi Guican took a while to understand his feelings of affection. How could the dumb little monster understand that the tenderness and happiness in his heart was fondness? 

     He was simply a heartless monster.

     The little monster even believed the emotions surging in his heart belonged solely to “Xi Guican”.

     “Miao Miao, you’re waiting for me again,” the young man lowered his gaze and said softly. His snow-white hands were akin to white lotuses blooming in the air, his long fingers like slender petals. That pure white flower stroked the top of his head.

     The little monster suddenly realized that white was just as beautiful as red, and while staying by He Ruge’s side, his mind was no longer occupied with only kill, kill, kill, but rather just He Ruge.

     His mind was filled with He Ruge.

     After four more injections, he would become very strong and would be able to destroy this dreadful place. When everything was reduced to rubble, he would put He Ruge on his back and joyously carry him off to watch the stars.

     Perhaps he could properly discuss with Xi Guican to allow him to be with He Ruge for half of the time, while Xi Guican could have the other half of the time. If He Ruge could always be with him, then he was willing to be He Ruge’s Miao Miao forever.

     He would never randomly kill again. But, if anyone wanted to hurt He Ruge, then he would shred those people to pieces. He was dumb, not as smart as Xi Guican. If they were comparing brains, he would definitely lose against Xi Guican. But in terms of fighting ability, Xi Guican might not be able to beat him.

     Thus, the two of them together could definitely protect He Ruge.

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     The more the little monster thought about it, the happier he became. He had a stomach full of words he wanted to tell He Ruge, and he already couldn’t can’t wait to make He Ruge happy. However,…… he was also a bit too embarrassed to say it aloud.

     The little monster pulled the bedding back to the corner with his mouth and stared at the nutrient solution in He Ruge’s hand while saying: “I was too hungry.”

     I was too hungry. So, it wasn’t you I was waiting for, but the nutrient solution.

     He Ruge pretended to be persuaded while he sat cross-legged beside the little monster and handed the nutrient solution to him.

     “What does the nutrient solution taste like?” He Ruge asked curiously when he saw the little monster drinking it. The nutrient solution seemed like a good item. If he also had some nutrient solution, he wouldn’t have to spend so much money ordering take out food.

     “No taste.” The little monster’s actions of drinking the nutrient solution stalled, and he dragged the bottle in his mouth over to He Ruge and stuffed it in his hands, “Have a drink.”

     He Ruge was just asking casually, but he unexpectedly received the nutrient solution that the little monster was almost done with. The lip of the bottle was still coated with the little monster’s saliva, and it was so sticky that (He Ruge) couldn’t bring himself to drink it. However, under the little monster’s expectant gaze, He Ruge couldn’t reject.

     Ever since the little monster’s temper became better, when he didn’t speak and just looked at He Ruge with his clear azure eyes, he was similar to the little white tiger.

     Indifferent on the outside, but warm and soft on the inside Little White Tiger.

     The Little White Tiger whom he personally delivered into the brainwashing room to have his feelings of affection washed away.

     (He Ruge) felt like his heart was hanging in midair, as if sorrow and grief had gained substance and stuffed his heart full yet leaving it bleak and hollow. He Ruge looked away and dared not make direct eye contact with the little monster. He poured some nutrient solution on his fingertips and licked it gently.

     It was cold, slightly sticky, and tasteless.

     Was this what the little monster ate every day? If a person leaned against a wall and sat in a corner drinking this cold nutrient solution, it wouldn’t be “consuming a nutrient solution, but rather the embodiment of loneliness”.

     Room 104 had no decor, nor color. There was gray ground and pale walls. No wonder the little monster, who stayed in such an environment, would wait for him at the door every day.

     He Ruge touched the little monster’s head, and the thick and warm fur made He Ruge reluctant to remove his hand. “Does Miao Miao want to eat cake, or play with toys?”

     The little monster nodded curiously, his long tiger whiskers trembling.

     There was a plethora of snacks and toys in the Love Mall, and it was an opportune time to spend money on the little monster!

     He Ruge rushed into the mall and first bought a small strawberry cake. The little monster watched a little cake out of thin air onto He Ruge’s hand, and looked around in perplexion, “Where did you conjure this out from?”

     “This was exchanged for with Miao Miao’s love.” After He Ruge finished talking, he checked the little monster’s status and was surprised to find that the favorability bar was almost full.

     [Favorability]: The Little Monster likes you very, very much, Goodwill 98 

     “You can exchange ‘like’ for things?” The little monster heard this for the first time and found it extremely novel.

     He Ruge couldn’t help but tightly squeeze his big round face and took advantage of the little monster’s shock to withdraw his hand, giving a cough as if nothing happened, “Like can exchange for like, sincerity exchanges for sincerity. I gave Miao Miao a strawberry cake in hopes to exchange for an even sweeter Miao Miao.”

     The little monster stretched out his tongue and licked his own paw, saying solemnly and regretfully, “But, I’m not sweet.”

     He Ruge sent the sweet, soft cake to the little monster’s mouth and said with a smile: “Once you eat the strawberry cake, you will become sweeter.”

     The little monster ate the small cake with one bite, chewing it twice before swallowing it down his throat. The overly sweet and greasy cream made him frown slightly. He rarely ate sweets, and the sweetest thing he’d eaten had been fruit candy, so this cake was a tad bit too sweet for him to accept.

     However, when He Ruge asked him if it was delicious, the little monster looked at that gentle face and subconsciously nodded.

     Consequently, a new strawberry cake appeared beside his mouth. This time He Ruge also asked him to eat slowly. The cream on the tip of his tongue slid down, and the sweetness erupted in his mouth like a landslide followed by a tsunami. The little monster felt complicated, wanting to vomit yet was reluctant to throw it up. Thus, he held his breath and forced himself to swallow the cake. 

     This time, the little monster learnt well. When He Ruge asked him if it was sweet and if he wanted to eat another, his head nodded slightly at first before shaking like a rattle drum.

     “Even if you wanted to eat another I wouldn’t give one to you. If you eat too much cake, you will become too fat.” He Ruge placed the little monster’s big paws on his lap, and said while pinching the paw pads: “Your current weight is just right, if you become fatter……”

     Hmm…It seemed that except for many humans, all other animals are even cuter when they are nice and fat.

     A smile appeared in his black eyes, “Chubbier is also cute, but it’s better to be healthy.”

     Looking at the little monster who was listening attentively, He Ruge couldn’t help but plant a kiss onto the little monster’s paw, “Miao Miao is so sweet~”

     Hearing this, the little monster licked the cream on his mouth, pursed his mouth, and replied seriously: “No, you are the sweetest.”

     They looked at each other and saw themselves in each other’s eyes and their own sugar sweet counterpart.

     He Ruge’s mood became even brighter, and he went into the Love Mall and purchased a salted fish pillow. The pillow was even bigger than He Ruge. Based on He Ruge’s imagination, the little monster who just finished eating dessert would hug the pillow. Two front paws would hug the fish head, and his two hind feet would kick at the fish tail in excitement while his eyes would narrow from happiness.

     However, there was always a certain gap between reality and imagination. When the salted fish pillow appeared abruptly, the little monster was immediately startled because the huge salted fish pillow pushed down on He Ruge, making it look like He Ruge was being bullied. Between the blink of an eye[1], the little monster stretched out his shadowless cat claws[2] and used the sharp claws to cut off the head of the salted fish. The cotton filling mixed with catnip spilled out everywhere.

     He Ruge: “……”

     He Ruge explained with a helpless expression: “This is a toy for Miao Miao, a toy you can hold and play with.”

     No matter how naive the little monster was, he knew he had done something wrong. He silently put away his claws and stayed silent.

     He Ruge shook off the cotton filling on his face. When he saw the little monster’s guilty look, he began to feel distressed again, “In fact, this toy can also be torn apart.”

     He Ruge brought over the salted fish pillow with the broken head, thought for a moment before removing all the cotton in the pillow and personally climbing into the salted fish pillow himself. This experience was similar to putting on dinosaur pajamas.

     He-Salted-Fish-Ruge moved to the little monster’s side, showing eight shiny teeth in a bright smile and said: “After tearing it up, you get a new outfit.”

     The little monster’s tight muscles finally relaxed. Under He Ruge’s two wide-open eyes, he rushed over and pounced on He Ruge for a hug, his two front paws wrapped around He Ruge’s waist and his head carefully nestled on He Ruge’s shoulders, “Is this how you hold a toy?” Even if the youthful voice was muffled, he couldn’t muffle his joy.

     (He Ruge’s) entire body was pressed against the big cat’s belly, and this sudden realization of his dreams from last night made He Ruge so touched that he didn’t know where to put his hands and feet, “Yes … yes.”

     The tiger tail was entangled on He Ruge’s ankle, and with a hint of willfulness, the little monster whispered: “Holding on, I don’t want to let go.”

     He didn’t know if it was because the fur was so hot and stuffy that he grew dazed, or because he was so happy that the tips of his ears turned red, “……then, don’t let go.”

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[1]‘blink of an eye’: direct translation: between the span of 2 sparks

[2]“shadowless cat claws”: He moved so fast there was almost no shadow


TL corner: My favorite line in this chapter was: ” As if sorrow and grief had gained substance and stuffed his heart full yet leaving it bleak and hollow.”

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SA Chapter 92 (Part 2) – Can’t Bear to Hurt Him, Will Wait a Few More Years

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     Only he could see this side of Rong Xu.

     Qin Cheng couldn’t help swallowing a mouthful of saliva. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the hand that Rong Xu had placed on his own lap.

     Rong Xu was briefly taken aback, but he didn’t break contact as he continued to discuss (work) with Luo Zhentao.

     Meanwhile, on the other side, Qin Cheng retrieved his cell phone and silently began to conduct research.

     [Are there side effects of younger-age sex? 】

     [What is the earliest age men start having sex……]

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     No, these questions were a bit too much. Qin Cheng only searched halfway before he dropped the searches.

     He fell silent and thought for a while before suddenly fishing out his old friend’s account and sent a message over: [You and that model, is it for real? 】

     A while later, the other party replied.

     [Lin Xuan: …What, what? It’s not normal for you to care about my affairs so much. 】

     [Qin Cheng: When I read the news this morning, you and that model were number one in the trending searches list. 】

     Just this morning, the paparazzi had exposed Lin Xuan’s current new relationship. A picture was taken of a young female model entering his room while Lin Xuan was participating in an event. As soon as the photos were published, they immediately caused a commotion. However, Lin Xuan didn’t come out to respond at all, and after an entire day passed, the heat of the matter naturally cooled off.

     That wasn’t to say that Singing King Lin Xuan’s popularity wasn’t hot enough that no one cared about his love affairs, but rather because……

     Lin Xuan had such scandals and rumors once or twice every few months…

     His fans had long since gotten used to it; their family’s little singing king always had numerous side flower scandal rumors. Some were true while others were chasing after shadows (false). Lin Xuan was originally a well known playboy within the circle. 

     At first, his fans would threaten to leave the fandom due to the scandals, but every time Lin Xuan released a new song, they would still silently stalk back to listen to the new song.

     Moreover, passers-by have also long become numb to such news. It’s fine to pay attention to them occasionally, but they were merely scandal rumors. Who knew if they were true or false. Since it happened once every few months, everyone became too lazy to bother with it.

     The paparazzi also didn’t know how many people Lin Xuan had been with before, but Qin Cheng knew for sure that his old friend usually maintained a status of having at least one girlfriend per year. They were all extremely beautiful models, actors, and singers. There were no similarities (between the girlfriends) other than all of them being exceptionally beautiful.

     Just based on surface impressions, Lin Xuan was definitely a loyal member of the Appearance Association.

     On the other side (of the phone), Lin Xuan had just returned home and was lying on the bed playing with his cell phone. Seeing Qin Cheng’s text message, he showed a dumbfounded expression before contemplating and replying: [En, after dating for more than ten days, (I realized) our personalities aren’t compatible. After this incident, she wanted to make (our relationship) public, so we broke up. 】

     Qin Cheng: “……”

     Only a little more than ten days. That’s a bit short, probably not suitable to ask….

     Qin Cheng ruminated a bit, and as if suddenly coming to a conclusion, he began to tap out text.

     Three minutes later, Lin Xuan received a new message from a certain man: [The little model you dated last year is only around 19 years old this year. Have you ever …… ? 】

     Lin Xuan: “……”

     A moment later——

     [Lin Xuan: Do you or do you not have any tact! ! ! Why are you asking such a question? Qin Cheng, I’ve seen through you now, when did you become someone like this? Why are you caring so much about my ex-girlfriend? Do you like them? No, that’s not right, she went abroad last year, you probably haven’t met her before. What are you doing……you can’t have your eyes on ME, right? 】

     Qin Cheng replied expressionlessly: [It seems you have. 】

     [Lin Xuan: …… I don’t admit it. 】

     [Qin Cheng: En, you really did. At that time, the model was still underage, right? It was only a few days after you broke up that the other party came of age. Wen Xuan told me about this. You Beast.】

     Lin Xuan: “……”

     You are insane! ! !

     Seeing that a certain man seemed to have come to an alarming conclusion, Lin Xuan abruptly sat up from his bed and replied rapidly: [My image isn’t that horrid. How could I lay a hand on someone who’s underage. I didn’t do it with her. If I tell you I’m still pure, would you believe me? 】

     Touching his own Rong Rong’s soft, tender hands, Qin Cheng calmly replied: [I don’t believe it.】

     Lin Xuan: “……”

     Five minutes later: [I did it once before, nine years ago. I was eighteen years old. 】

     Looking at this message, Qin Cheng frowned and thought for a moment before replying: [You should take care of your body and go to the doctor’s if necessary.】

     [Lin Xuan:……Damn it! I’m not sick! ! ! 】

     [Qin Cheng: If you meet someone you really like, don’t let go of your hand so easily. 】

     The other party didn’t continue replying, and Qin Cheng also closed the chat. He grasped Rong Xu’s hand and examined it for a duration before he resumed discussing with Xu Jin about the filming process for the next day.

     Five minutes later, Rong Xu hung up and then swung his hands with a smile. Qin Cheng raised his gaze and immediately understood what the other meant.

     Once his hand was released, Rong Xu went to the bathroom to wash up. Naturally, he didn’t know that while he was on the phone, a certain man had been surreptitiously researching a specific issue. But, regardless of whether this behavior was considered shameless, in terms of the search results, the man sighed softly after looking through all the medical advice on the Internet.

     [Lotus seed paste and orange filling: Can’t bear to hurt him, can wait a few more years. 】

     This Weibo post was cryptic and seriously out of context, so the fans only liked it casually and few commented.

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     When Rong Xu exited the bathroom, the two simply tidied up a bit before heading to bed to rest. This hotel was the most luxurious five-star location around (Hengdian) film and television city. The bed was big enough to accommodate three grown men together.

     Perhaps tired out by a fully packed day of events, as soon as Rong Xu got on the bed and said a soft “Goodnight”, he fell completely silent. Meanwhile, Qin Cheng silently looked at the ceiling. Five minutes later, his fingers moved slightly to the side, and made contact with Rong Xu’s.

     He gently touched the tender hand. Even if he couldn’t see it, Qin Cheng could still picture the hand at this moment.

     Distinct joints; slender fingers; and plump, curved, well trimmed nails that shone with a healthy faint pink color.

     He was already fully satisfied just holding hands like this.

     Closing his eyes slowly and feeling the warmth in his right hand, the man curled his lips as an imperceptible smile formed on his face. However, in the next second, Qin Cheng never expected that the young man would suddenly roll over and plunge directly into his arms!

     Qin Cheng: “!!!”

     His body instantly stiffened as Qin Cheng’s eyes flew open immediately. But, before he could move, he heard the sound of a warm exhalation gently brush across his ears. The young man was currently shrunken into his arms, seemingly asleep, yet seemingly awake at the same time.

     It wasn’t until the next moment that a quiet, content voice floated through the room: “I missed you too, Qin Cheng, I missed you very much……”

     The stiffened body relaxed in an instant, and the heat that was surging from his lower half also dissipated with these words. Instead, something warm in his heart seemed to have melted. 

     The man turned over and gently embraced the slender younger man. His mind was no longer (occupied by lewd thoughts) as he simply lowered his head and planted a gentle kiss on Rong Xu’s forehead

     “Good night, Xiao Xu.”

     The first weekend of June began with a clear morning. While the sun scattered across the land, the crew of Maze City released several sets of photos and a video on Weibo.

     The last time this verified account posted a message was around two months ago. At that time, the movie had just started filming, and a live broadcast had been held during the opening ceremony. There were tens of millions of viewers, which caused a small sensation.

     Two months passed and many passerby fans had forgotten about the existence of this movie. No one expected that when they opened their eyes (today) and swiped through their phones, they would suddenly brush out such news.

     [Maze City crew: How did Uncle Si Xun die tragically on the streets? Where have the six severed hands gone? Behind of all this, was it a natural distortion of human nature or a loss of morality? Stay tuned for Maze City’s premiere on September 13. Let us follow the show and traipse into the inner world of twisted serial murderers! #913MazeCity# [Video link]]

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     Lotus Seed Paste and Orange Stuffing’s fans had long become accustomed to her PDA Weibo posts.

     In addition to checking in daily to confess to Rong Xu and endlessly forwarding Rong Xu-related Weibo posts, the only thing this Divine wealthy fair maiden did was flaunt a mysterious male god. However, the flaunting this time was fairly simple, and the fans merely teased and poked a bit of fun, not really saying too much. In the past, Lotus Seed Paste and Orange Stuffing’s posts had no limits to showing off.

     【Hmm hmmm hmmm. We know that you like him, and he likes you too.】

     【Now, if I don’t see the PO (post) owner show affection for a day, I will feel sick all over. 】

     [Speak honestly, Tyrant Orange, when will you let us see a picture of this male god? So curious. Cute, handsome, suave, and gentle……. such a male god, what does he look like_(:з」∠)_】

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     However, the fans’ comments were destined to never be answered by Lotus Seed Paste and Orange Stuffing because the car already entered the hotel parking lot. Qin Cheng put both of his cell phones back into his pockets, and the four of them alighted from the car and rode the elevator back to the rooms.

     Luo Qian and the assistant’s rooms were on the same floor. When they arrived (on their floor), Rong Xu and Luo Qian determined the wake-up time for the next day before they said goodbye.

     The atmosphere suddenly quieted down when the elevator doors closed. At this moment, the sound of the steel cables pulling (the elevator) was particularly harsh on the ears while the numbers on the elevator constantly climbed. Qin Cheng raised his gaze and looked at the camera in the corner of the elevator. He examined it calmly for a while before turning his gaze away and moving to stand side by side with Rong Xu, not making any other random moves.

     After getting out of the elevator, there were also cameras everywhere in the corridors.

     Qin Cheng led the way in front while Rong Xu walked behind. The two initially set a smooth and consistent pace, but, gradually, Qin Cheng’s footsteps started accelerating. Seeing this, Rong Xu looked at the man’s back with a hint of surprise. But, he didn’t say much, only similarly speeding up.

    Take out the room card, swipe the card, enter the room, and close the door.

    When the main door closed with a “Ka-da–“, Rong Xu had just planted his feet in a firm stance and before he could even raise his head, he was suddenly wrapped in a hug and pressed against the door panel with a “Bang“. The loud sound didn’t come from Rong Xu’s body (hitting the door), but rather Qin Cheng’s arms. He held the young man firmly in his arms, burying his face in Rong Xu’s shoulders. His arms tightened slowly, as if he wanted to ingrain Rong Xu into his very being.

    Everything happened so quickly. Qin Cheng had yet to insert the room card into the electric  card slot, so the room was completely dark. Only the faint moonlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

    Rong Xu temporarily couldn’t adapt to the deep darkness for a while, so his sight was still dim, and he subconsciously reached out and grabbed the man in front of him. At first, he just held on gently, but gradually he, too, hugged (the other) tighter and closer. He breathed in the cold air and couldn’t help but curl his lips.

     Neither of them knew how much time had passed. A hundred years seemed to have elapsed before Rong Xu’s eyes adjusted to the darkness, and he laughed softly while saying in low voice: “(You) clearly wore sunglasses during the audition and refused to look at me. Qin Cheng……you being like this so randomly is quite strange.”

     They had been living together for almost a year now, but only three months had passed since they affirmed their feelings.

     Rong Xu knew that Qin Cheng had always had a very restrained personality. He was unsure when this man had fallen in love with him, but even after he confirmed the other party’s intentions, this man could actually still hold himself back and use Auntie Qin as his excuse for everything.

     This kind of Qin Cheng was inexplicably cute, so Rong Xu never exposed him.

     Time flew quickly. 

     A year ago, Rong Xu would never have thought that one day he would embrace this man and fall in love with this man. However, the world worked in mysterious ways. 

     Rong Xu embraced the other man for a while and then wanted to let go, but Qin Cheng didn’t allow him to leave.

     Thinking, the young man raised his lips and joked: “I didn’t get thinner. I even gained a pound while working with the crew, so you can let go now. Could it be…… that this time Auntie Qin asked you to come see if I’ve gotten thinner? ?” His clear voice was mixed with an undeniable smile. It was as if they’d returned to the time before they’d confessed their feelings to each other.

     Qin Cheng lowered his gaze and looked at the young man in his arms.

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     The dim lighting made him unable to see Rong Xu’s face clearly. He frowned, deliberated briefly, and reluctantly released his left hand to take out the room card and insert it into the electric card slot. All the lights turned on abruptly, and Rong Xu squinted, the brightness stinging his eyes with discomfort. 

     Qin Cheng’s sonorous voice sounded softly in the next moment: “En……”

     Unexpectedly, the other would answer like this. Rong Xu was stunned and looked up at Qin Cheng.

     The two’s gaze met in midair. Looking into the man’s deep and solemn eyes, Rong Xu was dazed for a while before he smiled.

     “Then, Mr. Qin, you can tell Auntie Qin that I really haven’t lost any weight. Now……can you let go of me?”

     Qin Cheng pursed his thin lips and looked at Rong Xu: “Then, did you grow taller?”

     Rong Xu was baffled: “I can still grow taller?”

     Qin Cheng nodded: “En, you can.”

     Rong Xu reflexively said: “At this age, how can I still grow……” His voice stopped midway when he suddenly realized he was only nineteen years old right now. The young man shook his head helplessly: “……It seems I really can grow taller.”

     Rong Xu was currently 185 cm, but Qin Cheng was 190cm. No matter how tall he grew, it would be difficult to become taller than this man. Thus, the thought of “not knowing whether or not he could grow taller” only briefly flashed through his mind before he dropped it and returned to the original topic: “Can you let go now?”

     Qin Cheng kept his eyes closed and said nothing, expressing his attitude with his actions.

     Rong Xu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry: “……but my phone is vibrating.”

     Qin Cheng: “……”

     Letting go of the younger man regretfully, Qin Cheng watched as Rong Xu took out his cell phone and pressed the answer button, saying: “Brother Luo”.

     The man’s eyes darkened as he silently noted down “Luo Zhentao” in his heart. (RIP Luo Zhentao, you will be missed)

     It was already June, so today Rong Xu was only wearing a simple white undershirt with a thin gray jacket. The knitted jacket was tightly form fitting to the young man’s body, (drawing out the beautiful curves of his body), and his long legs were wrapped in tight black jeans. As Rong Xu moved forward slowly, the jacket would sway and occasionally reveal a sliver of his waistline hidden behind the white shirt.

     After Qin Cheng let go of the young man, he still stood by the door, watching Rong Xu walk into the room step by step.

     Over the phone, Luo Zhentao seemed to be talking about the contract signing for The Embroiderer. He, himself, was still in B city dealing with Rong Xu’s next endorsement; it was impossible for him to come to Hengdian in person. Thus, he worked overtime that night to read through the contract given by the crew, and decided to modify one or two details before talking it over with Rong Xu on the phone. 

     This responsibility (of contract details) was generally given to Luo Qian, but Luo Zhentao still had to tell Rong Xu.

     Like so, the two talked for more than ten minutes. Meanwhile, Qin Cheng stepped into the room, removed his coat, and put on simple pajamas. After he washed up briefly, he walked out and saw Rong Xu sitting on the hanging chair beside the floor-to-ceiling windows, swinging on the chair while talking to Luo Zhentao.

     His silhouette was thin and lanky. The hanging chair continued to swing back and forth, making creaking sounds. It was like he’d returned to his childhood years, youthful and innocent.

     As if hearing Qin Cheng exiting the bathroom, Rong Xu suddenly swiveled his head around and waved to Qin Cheng with a grin.

     Qin Cheng walked to the sofa and sat down beside Rong Xu.

     Rong Xu turned his head to look at Qin Cheng with a smile while still talking to Luo Zhentao. It was merely an innocent smile and glance, but he didn’t know how alluring this image was in the eyes of a certain man at that moment.

     After removing his coat, the thin shirt could no longer hide the young man’s beautiful body. He sat on the hanging chair, occasionally swinging to and fro. When he turned his head to the side, fine scattered hair dropped from the other side, slightly covering his crystal clear eyes, (making him appear) serene and ethereal.

     This Rong Xu was truly nineteen years old.

     He hadn’t even really passed his nineteenth birthday. Strictly speaking, he was truly an eighteen-year-old youth.

     There was none of the warmth and elegance that was associated with Wan Siyao; none of the coldness and ruthlessness that radiated off Huo Xi; none of the mature gentleness that exuded from Ling Xiao; and none of the indifferent seriousness that belonged to Xue Jiazhe. 

He was Rong Xu, not the (High EQ) and calm rising star of the public eye, but just simply Rong Xu.

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     Once upon a time there was a cub. He was a little white tiger.

     He was taken to the Starry Sea Orphanage, where he was placed under training, beaten and scolded, and bullied by everyone else.

     Little White Tiger lived painfully because there was no one there to show him care, no one to show him love.

     Then, on the brainwashing day, he awakened the monster inside of his heart, and the little white tiger who became a real monster, killed everyone who had bullied him.

     The little monster never listened to the little white tiger’s commands and committed numerous errors. Thus, when he grew up, the little white tiger broke off the little monster’s wings. When the little monster was injured, the big white tiger was also badly injured. Then, someone worked secretly to hurt the big white tiger.

     The big white tiger and the little monster were both very weak (at the time).

     Because the (main) issue (of war) has yet to be resolved, the people needed the big white tiger, and they tried hard to treat the big white tiger’s (injuries). However, the big white tiger was injured too severely……and couldn’t be cured anymore.

     The little monster was plunged into memories of the past, memories of the lingering and throbbing pain, like layers upon layers of vines entrapping him in airtight darkness, like a year immersed solely in midnight.

     He returned to the day he was awakened. 

     A weak cub was crying helplessly inside the brainwashing chamber before he finally broke down crying. When the crying sounds from all four corners of the room gradually dissipated, and everything returned to a deathly silence, dark red pupils faintly surfaced from within those azure eyes.

     The red light in his eyes flashed through the darkness.

     The pounding of heartbeats sounded from the left side of his chest. DON, DON, DON…… mixing in indistinctly with the sound of the original heartbeats.

     Within the pair of cold eyes was a smile filled with malicious intent.

     “I want to slaughter them~”

     His reason degraded slowly, bit by bit, and just as the malicious intent was about to break through the final barrier, a warm touch fell gently onto his head with a familiar strength and cautiousness, as if caressing a precious treasure.

     The little monster resisted the other’s touch, but didn’t outright reject it. Eventually, (he even came to) like this person’s physical contact.

     It was a nostalgic tenderness.

     The young man lowered his gaze. His black pupils were like lakes covered in a layer of fine mist. His movements were gentle and his tone of voice was soft, making the little monster feel that this person’s words were always particularly sweet.

     Truly, they were sweet words.

     There was constantly a hint of a smile on the other’s face. In fact, he would still be beautiful if he wasn’t smiling, but once he did, it could practically mesmerize people.

     “The ugly duckling watched as the swans spread their wings and flew to the icy waters of the not-yet frozen lake. Swans were so beautiful. The ugly duckling was dumbfounded.”

     “When spring came, (the ugly duckling) flew to the lake and saw its own reflection. However, what it saw was no longer the clumsy, ugly and disdainful duckling, but rather — a swan!”

     “The youngest and most beautiful swan!”

     The little monster felt that he had inevitably fallen into a hypnotized trance. The pains that had tormented his spiritual sea of consciousness now felt calmed because of his happiness.

     The person in front of his eyes seemed to have a kind of magical ability to be able to control his emotions so easily.

     He Ruge. He Ruge.

     He chanted this name in his heart, and an unexplainable feeling of joy spread through his heart. It flowed through him bit by bit, leaving hidden ravines within his heart.

     Do you wish for me to become a swan?

     But I am not the ugly duckling in your story. I have never been a swan’s egg, but rather a little monster, so I will never change from a monster into a swan.

     His eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, but the little monster longed for the touches on his head and insisted on not falling asleep. However, every time he was by He Ruge’s side, he would easily become sleepy.

     The frequency of his blinks slowed, and those droopy blue eyes gazed at the person in front of them.

     Although I am not a swan, you are the swan that flew over the wasteland of my soul and became the most beautiful image I have seen in my life.

     It makes me very, very much, long to fly towards you with my entire being.

    *

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     After coaxing the little monster to sleep, He Ruge left the game running on the computer before laying down to sleep. In the past, he never felt that sleeping alone was bad, but this night he felt that the bed was extremely empty and no matter how he bundled up, the bed remained cold.

     ……How great would it be if he could fall asleep with a large cat.

     It would be even better if the large cat was bigger than the bed so that he could slip his feet against its soft underbelly and bury his face in its warm fur while sleeping.

     He Ruge pulled his blanket over his head, pretending that it was the underbelly of a large cat, and fell into a beautiful sleep.

     After logging back into the game the next morning and feeding the little monster the nutrient solution, He Ruge went to room B6. Yellow Ferret was mixing the milk formulas, and He Ruge hurried over to help.

     Mixing the milk formula was a very simple matter. Thinking about the fact that the cubs would be drinking the milk formula he personally made, He Ruge busied himself left and right. Although this batch of cubs wasn’t the same as the first batch of cubs, and maybe all No. 1’s were puppies, even if the previous No.1 had golden fur, and the current No. 1 had black fur, both had the same black, grape-like eyes and made He Ruge sprout a feeling that……

     He was being given a chance to right his wrongs. 

     After mixing the milk formulas, Yellow Ferret didn’t stand guard outside the door this time. Instead, he leaned against the wall inside the room with his arms folded in front, avoiding He Ruge’s eyes and staring at the ground, “I want to know how you will save experimental subjects.”

     Because Yellow Ferret knew that He Ruge could block the room’s monitoring systems, he didn’t need to worry that his words would violate the Ice Project’s regulations.

     He Ruge didn’t have a hobby of bursting into song in public, nor did he want to expose his golden finger, “You don’t need to know.”

     Yellow ferret tilted his head and looked at the ground as he muttered to himself: “I thought it would take a while before you would use the three opportunities to participate in the Ice Project. I didn’t expect that you would have already used it twice by now.”

     “When are you planning to come for the third time?” Yellow Ferret’s yellow-brown eyes finally met He Ruge’s when he asked this softly.

     But, suddenly, the bloodline pattern on (He Ruge’s) leg started burning, just like when it warned him of an approaching natural enemy.

     Why was there a warning?

     Was there danger here?

     A sudden burst of anxiety enveloped his heart. It was a difficult to describe feeling, a kind of fear similar to the feeling of facing the grown little monster the night before, but was also very different.

     The fear from last night had a known source. He Ruge knew that the bloodline pattern was warning against the white tiger, who was his natural enemy. But, at this moment, this fear was due to being alerted to an unknown danger.

     It was like an invisible hand was gripping He Ruge’s heart, making He Ruge unable to breath.

     The holographic VR game had both its advantages and disadvantages. When the original version of the game reached a critical point, an A, B option select would definitely appear and remind He Ruge to potentially archive a save point and list actions for He Ruge to choose.

     However, the holographic VR version of the game had none of that, and the high degree of freedom in exchange meant a high risk of the situation going out of control.

     He Ruge didn’t believe in something as intangible as intuition in the past, but due to his new belief in the metaphysical (capabilities) of the koi monster’s bloodline pattern, He Ruge used his last ‘save’ at this moment.

     [Yes/No Save]

     【Yes】

     【No】

     [Save successful]

     With the save, there was a greater sense of confidence. He Ruge said to Yellow Ferret: “Not clear, but our previous agreement didn’t seem to have detailed the participation times? When I come is not important.”

     Yellow Ferret lifted the corners of his mouth stiffly, “That’s true.” He walked out of the room directly after speaking and closed the door without further questioning how “He Ruge would save the experimental subjects”.

     He Ruge stood on the spot and watched the door for a long time. Perhaps he had over thought it and there was no danger. But, when he saved (the game), the heat from the burning hot bloodline pattern suddenly dropped.

     Exactly what happened? Forget it, he already saved; it didn’t matter if he was in imminent danger.

     He Ruge sang to the cubs with a heavy heart, and after walking out of room B6, he turned and glanced at Yellow Ferret who was standing at the end of the corridor.

     Yellow Ferret stood in the darkness, not a trace of light hit his body. Before he recovered his memories, Yellow Ferret would occasionally show a mocking smile or a grin during the Ice Project (chapters). It was a smile that made it quite clear he wasn’t a good person.

     However, it seemed that since recovering his memories, (He Ruge) hadn’t seen Yellow Ferret smile even once.

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