Chapter 8: This time, be cautious and cautious

Zina forced her tentacle out, controlling it with difficulty, and immediately tumbled down, dragging the nearby Coconut Shell with her as she shoved her own tentacle inside.

She sucked in the juice, swelling!

Zina coaxed her sulking tentacles, promising each one a chance to be fed with water before finally settling down.

Feeling the vague consciousness within her tentacles fade away, Zina let out a breath of relief and slowly climbed back onto Ye Kui’s body, pressing a tentacle onto his face and slipping it into his lips.

By the time Zina finished feeding the coconut juice, she looked up and saw the moon had already risen.

The starlight and moonlight reflected on the sea, waves rolling, the scenery exceptionally beautiful.

Zina thought for a moment and slipped off Ye Kui.

The purple-haired lady appeared again, hugging Ye Kui’s body, letting his head rest on her chest, several thick pink tentacles gently curling around him.

Zina raised her body temperature to keep Ye Kui from feeling cold at night.

“Master.”

Zina closed her eyes like a little girl hugging her most beloved toy.

“Good night.”

The beach was their bed, the stars their blanket, the sound of waves their lullaby.

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The moon faded, stars dimmed, and the night passed peacefully.

After the tide receded, the coast returned to calm.

When Ye Kui woke up, it was already noon.

The fever had subsided.

He began to regain consciousness, his mouth not feeling thirsty, but with a soft object moving inside.

Ye Kui looked and found a small pink creature crawling on his face, its tentacle in his mouth, continuously pouring some kind of juice.

Sweet.

Ye Kui glanced to the side and saw a pile of Coconut Shells.

He understood—the little octopus had been feeding him coconut juice all along.

Ye Kui felt a bit moved, increasingly convinced that raising this little creature was the right decision.

Ye Kui pondered—he was so close to the edge of the beach, full of energy and stamina, so why had he suddenly passed out?

Ye Kui recalled the transparent Golden Wave that had struck him before he lost consciousness.

That holy feeling was undoubtedly… the aura of Luo Qiongyin.

Good grief, so the heroine had launched a map-wide attack, executing Purification of the Area.

He’d accidentally been hit and knocked out.

Of course, there were those worse off than him—the sea beasts who had fallen to the Evil God and evolved, judged by the Judgment of Guilt, were directly vaporized.

Ye Kui couldn’t help but self-reflect.

The appearance of mutant sea beasts hadn’t happened in this side story, so… his virus had seriously disrupted the game world.

From now on, Ye Kui felt he needed to be more careful.

Ye Kui sighed.

This experience taught him to avoid arrogance and rashness in the future.

Zina noticed Ye Kui had awakened and was overjoyed, her small tentacles gently dancing.

Of course, seeing the scattered red marks around Ye Kui’s lips made Zina feel a bit guilty.

Ye Kui smiled at Zina and propped himself up.

“Zina, thank you so much. You saved my life.”

Though it sounded a bit exaggerated, watching the little octopus dance happily, Ye Kui felt it was worth it—after all, saying nice things cost nothing.

Ye Kui grabbed a coconut beside him, scooped out the snowy white Coconut Flesh inside, and began eating.

Zina relaxed.

Having an appetite was a good sign.

Suddenly, she noticed Ye Kui’s hand holding the Coconut Flesh reaching out.

“Can I eat it?”

Zina crawled into his palm.

She blinked, looking at the Coconut Flesh in his hand, and felt a wave of hunger.

Zina moved her tentacle, slowly wrapping around the Coconut Flesh given by her master.

She drew the Coconut Flesh closer, bit into it, and her eyes lit up as the sweet coconut flavor spread!

Zina had tasted it when feeding Ye Kui coconut juice, but the Coconut Flesh given by her master was worlds apart!

She couldn’t explain it, but it was just more delicious!

Zina perked up, quickly finishing the Coconut Flesh.

Her mood soaring, all eight tentacles wobbled in joy.

Ye Kui smiled slightly and handed her another piece.

After eating a few pieces, Zina stopped.

Because for her, it was too little to fill her stomach.

Her tentacle pushed away Ye Kui’s hand as he offered more, pointing at him.

She signaled for him to eat and not to worry about her.

Let Ye Kui eat more.

Seeing Zina stop eating, Ye Kui stuffed more Coconut Flesh into his mouth.

Ye Kui stood up, holding Zina, and looked around.

“We’ve reached an island. Let’s check out the surroundings.”

The little octopus didn’t resist, obediently lying in Ye Kui’s palm, her suckers gripping his fingers, quietly playing with small red marks.

From time to time, she glanced at Ye Kui, and when he didn’t look her way, she continued playing.

Ye Kui carried Zina into a forest, walking for about an hour before spotting a small path trampled by animals.

Following it for over ten minutes, he saw a clear stream.

Ye Kui’s thoughts wandered—food, fresh water… with both, many problems could be solved.

However, to Zina, a serious problem loomed.

The little octopus stiffened, looking helplessly at Ye Kui’s reflection in the water.

The red marks on her face hadn’t faded.

Her mischief was about to be discovered.

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The wind rustled through the leaves, rippling the water’s surface.

The reflection in the stream remained undisturbed.

Zina felt terribly guilty, shrinking her head, wanting to bury herself deep in Ye Kui’s palm.

Suddenly, she extended all eight tentacles, hooking Ye Kui’s fingers, wrapping herself tightly.

Ye Kui: ……

At first, Ye Kui was puzzled, but as he looked at the reflection in the water and saw the red ring-shaped marks from the suckers on his own face, he understood.

This little creature had done something naughty and was afraid of being scolded.

“All right, Zina, come out. I’m not mad at you.”

The little octopus remained curled up in his hand, motionless.

Ye Kui spoke as if coaxing a child.

“Little Zina, be good, come out.”

After a long moment, his fingers were slowly pushed aside by a tentacle, and a tiny head peeked out, looking at him nervously.

As if asking whether he was telling the truth.

Ye Kui couldn’t help but laugh.

Such a silly little octopus—too cute~

Seeing Ye Kui do nothing to her, Zina grew bolder and revealed more of her body…

The next second, Ye Kui’s two fingers pinched one of her slippery tentacles.

She dangled in the air, and Zina panicked, her remaining tentacles immediately wrapping around Ye Kui’s wrist, the entire octopus clutching onto him.

Then…

she rubbed her tentacles coquettishly, the suckers brushing against his skin, and shimmering mucus trickled down his forearm.

Master…

Master, I was wrong…

Master…

I won’t dare next time…

Please forgive me…

Honestly, when the little octopus acted cute, Ye Kui had to admit she was adorably odd.

Ye Kui let go of her tentacle and switched to poking her gently.

“All right, I was teasing you. I’m not mad.”

Zina blinked, watching as Ye Kui squatted down and placed her on the grass nearby.

He glanced at the lake’s surface, raising an eyebrow.

“I have to say, Zina, your sense of aesthetics… is truly unique.”

Zina’s tentacles stretched out in embarrassment, snapping the tender grass.

Ye Kui scooped up some clear water, washing his face repeatedly to remove the red marks, water droplets sliding down his cheeks.

Ye Kui muttered, “I need to figure out a way off this island.”

He had no desire to play wilderness survival.

Zina, who had been playing with the grass beside him, immediately perked up upon hearing this, her eyes sparkling!

All eight tentacles tiptoed on the ground, lifting her high in an attempt to catch Ye Kui’s attention.

Her eyes shone like stars.

Master, look at me, look at me!

Zina could let Ye Kui ride on her and cross the sea, escaping the island.

Ye Kui watched Zina dance and understood.

He reached out and patted her small head, smiling.

“All right, I understand. I won’t leave you behind.”

No, that’s not what Zina meant!

Zina panicked.

“Don’t worry, Zina. I have a way.”

Ye Kui grinned, pointing his right thumb at himself.

“Little Zina, let me tell you, your master is the Greatest Alchemist in this world.”

A person can pretend to be weak, but must not truly be weak.

As he spoke, Ye Kui raised his right hand, grasping the air towards a nearby tree.

In an instant, the tree uprooted, rapidly decomposing and reconstructing…

Zina’s eyes widened.

She only glanced at it; all her attention was focused on Ye Kui.

That confident expression, that dominating aura, those razor-sharp eyes…

Yes, this was the master in Zina’s memory.

With a single thought, he could deconstruct the world.

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