“Strange, why does it feel like…these guys are all so lifeless?”
“Weren’t they all fierce before? Whenever they saw us, they’d roar a few times.”
“Maybe…it’s because we haven’t fed them in a long time. They’re hungry.”
Several experimenters dragged the half-dead guys and tossed them into the Black-Scaled Evil Dragon’s cell.
They reported the situation to the higher-ups and asked how to deal with it.
The instructions soon came down.
Don’t waste it.
An alchemist who could solve the problem, and a few useless nobodies who couldn’t cause trouble…the people up there weren’t stupid, they knew which side to favor.
These experimenters noticed that the number of evolved creatures held here seemed to be less than before.
But they didn’t care.
After all, with so many experiments, some losses were inevitable.
The reason Leaf Puppet didn’t kill them outright at the time was exactly because of things like this.
If they died by his hand, it would bring trouble.
Leaf Puppet had a laid-back personality.
“Evil Dragon, eat!”
The Black-Scaled Evil Dragon looked at them—humans—a flash of fear passing through its eyes.
It took several seconds for its dull thoughts to turn and react.
Not all humans were so terrifying.
The Black-Scaled Evil Dragon observed for a few more seconds and found these people’s auras faint, like ants.
It continued to test, cautiously raising its claw and pressing one of the thrown-in people into a pile of flesh.
Huh? Really nothing happened!
The Black-Scaled Evil Dragon, a fierce dragon, shed tears.
That person before had almost made it doubt its dragonhood!
Actually, it was still quite strong!
—
Shirley had originally wanted to leave with Leaf Puppet.
But then she thought of something and decided against it, sinking into the shadows in the corner.
The reason she came to the Genesis Organization was because she once heard Zina talk about her connection to Genesis Paradise.
Zina said that her first meeting with Leaf Puppet was inside Genesis Paradise.
The Genesis Organization was the predecessor of Genesis Paradise.
Shirley knew that Zina was the first among them to encounter Leaf Puppet.
So, Shirley wanted to lie in wait here and wait for Leaf Puppet to arrive.
At the same time, to see if she could find Zina…and make her disappear!
None of them were kind.
They all wanted to monopolize Master.
There was only one Master—not enough to share.
But unexpectedly, an accident still happened, and Zina met Leaf Puppet before her.
It was obvious that Zina also retained her memory.
She was not just a lucky exception.
Shirley traversed the shadow, and the space around her changed.
Her dress transformed into that luxurious Gemstone Black Dress.
Her originally black hair turned snow-white, and her crimson eyes became deep blue.
From a broken doll, she became a splendid princess.
This was her true form.
Shirley stopped, tore open her own dress with her right hand, and exposed her snowy-white abdomen.
Her fingers dug in, spreading apart the flesh, revealing darkness inside like an abyss.
Within the abyss, it was filled with fresh flowers, each one alluring and covered with dewdrops.
Those were the flowers Leaf Puppet liked.
With the flowers hidden in her body, Shirley’s whole body fluids carried their fragrance—a scent Leaf Puppet loved.
When he smelled it, he’d subconsciously take a few more breaths.
Shirley carefully tucked the bandage and the neck guard inside.
They were precious things to her.
With a swipe of her hand, her abdomen returned to normal, and her dress was restored.
Shirley walked out of the shadow.
Her figure appeared silently from the corner of an office.
Inside the office, Laudret frowned deeply, pondering how to help his noble Master climb even higher.
He realized that, no matter how he calculated…he needed the agreement of those two diviners.
Only then could he ensure that the upper ranks were all loyal to their own organization.
The people above would not retreat on this step.
How could he get those two diviners to agree?
[I’ll help.]
Laudret: !!!
Hearing the ethereal voice suddenly behind him, Laudret’s hair stood on end!
His pupils shrank as he quickly turned around, finding a…princess? standing in the corner, whose appearance he hadn’t noticed before.
He stared at that face, rubbed his eyes, and asked in confusion, “…Sylvia Shirley?”
As soon as the words left his mouth, Laudret’s pupils narrowed to needlepoints.
Every inch of his body screamed danger!
Run!
Thick malice, like a tide of sludge, drowned and swallowed him!
Falling into a bottomless abyss, tumbling endlessly!
Thud!
Laudret fell to his knees, hands braced on the floor to keep from collapsing, terror in his eyes and cold sweat dripping from his forehead, forming a puddle.
He didn’t understand; his thoughts were in chaos.
Sweat stung his eyes, and through blurred vision, he could only see a pair of pitch-black high heels standing in front of him.
[You’re in his office, so calling me Sylvia Shirley—I won’t blame you.]
[But now that you’re out of his office, what should you call me? Hmm?]
[You should know.]
[I permit you to know.]
As the words fell, Laudret felt as if his head was struck by a heavy hammer, buzzing.
Yet, it was as if some shackle had been broken, and a fog in his mind dispersed.
A name floated up in his consciousness.
Laudret slowly bowed his head and prostrated himself!
A crisp sound echoed in the room!
“Praise to the respected Zaiyang Lord.”
Shirley lowered her gaze, looking at the trembling man at her feet, a large pool of cold sweat spreading on the floor.
[Stand up.]
[You’re his servant. In the future, you don’t have to kneel to me.]
Laudret felt as if he had been granted amnesty.
“Um…”
[Don’t worry, I’ve already understood what you wish in your heart. I will make those two diviners agree.]
Looking at Shirley’s calm expression, Laudret suddenly felt uneasy.
“Um…my lord, may I ask how you plan to do it?”
Shirley turned and walked into the shadows.
[Beating is a crude but very effective solution.]
Laudret’s eyelid twitched!
“My lord, please show mercy and don’t beat them to death!”
“And remember to change your appearance!”
Once Shirley disappeared, Laudret sat back in his chair, breathing heavily!
“Damn!”
Laudret suddenly cursed, an indescribable excitement rising in his eyes!
It’s secure!
My life is secure!
Laudret took a deep breath, calmed himself, squatted down, opened a hidden compartment in the cabinet, and took out the item inside.
It was his treasure.
He looked at the photo in his hand—a worn, yellowed group picture from an orphanage, one corner burned.
The little children inside were smiling happily, and the old matron beamed with kindness.
On the back, a line was written.
[Dog Egg, live a long life.]
“Everyone…I didn’t expect that even a bastard like me could meet a god.”
He would live on, using any means, for a long, long time.
—
The surface of the water was calm, lights reflecting, and deep below, a shadow could faintly be seen.
It slowly rose and expanded!
After a moment, the water’s surface broke open!
Ripples spread as a pink baby octopus shot out.
Behind it, a silver fish chased desperately.
No one knew what mutated breed it was; it was as big as an adult’s forearm, slender, with sharp teeth, forming a stark contrast with the cute octopus ahead—its appearance was hideous.
Though it looked terrifying, it was clearly not as cunning and agile as the little octopus, only blindly chasing.
The little octopus darted left and right, moving like a ballet dancer underwater, its movements elegant.
Sometimes, it would slow down, waiting for the monster fish to catch up.
Its tentacles slapped the water, creating splashes and sending waves of chaotic energy to confuse the monster fish’s senses.
By the time it regained its senses, it found the little octopus had disappeared.
Looking again.
It was now behind its back?!
The monster fish, enraged, glared more fiercely and continued the chase!
Again, a splash hit it head-on, leaving it dizzy.
Just as it wondered where the little octopus had gone, Zina suddenly leaped from the water beside it!
With a flick of her tentacle, she slapped the fish on the head!
The monster fish shuddered in fright.
By the time it realized what had happened, the little octopus had already swum ahead, and the furious monster gave chase again!
Its head throbbing, the monster whipped its tail, closing the distance.
As it neared the little octopus, it opened its jaws wide and lunged to bite!
But just then.
The little octopus, having slowed early on, spun around and made a funny face at it.
The monster fish hesitated, unable to stop in time.
A flash of cold light!
A pitch-black dagger broke the surface, piercing the fish swiftly.
The dark chain attached to the hilt tightened instantly.
Leaf Puppet yanked hard, pulling the monster fish from the water!
It landed on the ground, twitched a few times, then went still.
Blood flowed out.
The little octopus also leaped out of the water, its wet body landing next to Leaf Puppet, using its tentacle to pull out the dagger.
Leaf Puppet wiped the dagger and put it away.
Then, a ball of fire appeared in Leaf Puppet’s palm, floating in the air and burning steadily.
—
Ten minutes later.
The gutted fish was skewered on iron and roasted over the fire, sizzling as its fat dripped.
A delicious aroma filled the air.
Leaf Puppet held the roasted fish, recalling earlier events in his mind.
The reason he spared their lives was to give face to the people above.
The counterattack was to show his own strength.
In an organization like this, being too forceful was bad, but being too weak was worse.
In short…Leaf Puppet felt that the Genesis Organization was a tough place to mix in.
The Silent League was better.
There was no need to go to a base (which didn’t actually exist); you could just chat in online groups.
How convenient.
Technology changes life.
“Sigh, I walk on thin ice in the Genesis Organization. Zina, do you think I can reach the other side?”
Zina waved her tentacles: Absolutely!