Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge - Chapter 169
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Chapter 169: Chapter 169: The Asura Field
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When I first made the Bloodline Puppet Doll, I was only focused on escaping the assassins and thought Iâd be safe once I got to the Imperial Capital.
So, I squandered ninety-nine percent of my Bloodline Power without reservation, which led to a complete disaster, and I barely survived being killed by the Wokouâs Onmyoji.
I truly had not anticipated that they would seize the opportunity to launch such a high-cost Bloodline Curse to erase me.
Had I kept just ten percent of my Bloodline Power at the time, combined with the Bloodline Seal and Bloodline Lotus Platform, I could have completely suppressed the power of this curse.
âThe Onmyoji of the Wokou has reached the vicinity of the Imperial Capital?â
Zi Liyuan was full of question marks, his face turning into an expression of ironclad confusion.
Is the defense of the Imperial Capital so poor that an enemy can approach its doorstep undetected?
âThereâs nothing surprising about it; if someone helps cover up their identity and tracks, as long as they donât get within a hundred miles of the Imperial Capital, itâs hard to detect.â
Number Two rolled her bright, blood-colored eyes attractively.
She lazily snuggled up against Lord Ziâs chest, finding a comfortable position to lie down and promptly closed her eyes.
âSo, the Imperial Capitalâs defenses are focused within a hundred miles outside, and beyond that range is just a rough inspection. It feels somewhat intentional.â
He muttered to himself and was about to ask more questions when he noticed Number Twoâs breathing had become smooth and even, and she lay limp against him.
Zi Liyuan looked down at Number Twoâs extraordinarily beautiful face, all the beauty laid bare before him, and he felt a surge of blood rushing to his head.
At the age of eighteen, there was a vague urge to lift heavy burdens.
âMmm, stop it, let me rest and sleep for a while.â
Number Twoâs voice was soft and murmuring.
Her arms opened naturally to embrace his bear-like waist, rubbing her face on his chest before becoming still again.
âSleep then.â
Zi Liyuan stopped talking as well, he held her with both hands and, after settling into a comfortable position, quickly drifted off into slumber.
The jade rabbit set, and the golden crow rose in the east.
A ray of sunlight pierced through the window, illuminating the room.
The two who were open with each other fluttered their eyelids and slowly awakened, yawning lazily and pulling on the blanket, yet they did not immediately rise.
âItâs been a long time since Iâve woken up naturally. You keep resting; Iâll go make breakfast.â
Zi Liyuan stretched lazily, reluctantly got out of bed, casually took a bathrobe from the Spatial Backpack, secured the belt around his waist, and leisurely left the room to prepare breakfast.
âAh, after running for half a month, we finally get a break. I hope the little wolf cub wonât disappoint me.â
Still lying in bed, Number Two glanced at Zi Liyuanâs robust figure and suddenly felt a rush of fear of gaining and losing.
She shook her head, closed her eyes, and pulled the blanket over her bare body, forcibly dismissing the unreliable emotions.
Descending the stairs, Zi Liyuan was about to head to the kitchen to prepare several breakfasts when he noticed in the hall five pairs of beautiful eyes fixated on him.
One by one, the charming and enchanting beauties glared as if their eyes were knives, not bothering to hide their feelings at all.
âCongratulations, my husband, on acquiring a fair lady.â
Fan Runerâs face bore a sweet smile, but her eyes were sharp as she spoke in a tone filled with mixed feelings.
âHopefully, my husband hasnât forgotten the old for the new.â
Fan Qingerâs eyes were equally sharp, but her expression was cool and detached.
âWe are merely life professionals and can only offer limited help to my husband. As long as my husband can find sisters to share his burdens and ease his troubles, Binger will wholeheartedly support my husbandâs endeavours to take a concubine.â
Fan Binger had the demeanor of an ice beauty, yet now she spoke words laced with undertones of sarcasm.
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âLi Yuan might just be acting on impulse when he sees a pretty face, right? Donât overthink it, letâs all head back to the lab and continue with our work.â
Fan Yuerâs eyes were sharp as knives as she glanced at Lord Zi, then clapped her hands signaling for the sisters to leave.
âZi Liyuan, youâre bringing home any vixen you see, thatâs not good, is it?â
Shen Yurou asked through gritted teeth, her eyes brimming with a sense of grievance.
It was her who had been with this guy the longest, yet this POS was always messing around with others.
Bringing back a set of quadruplet vixens wasnât enough; this time it was worse, he had shamelessly brought a wild woman back to the villa and openly engaged in some physical activity!
This infuriated Shen Yurou.
Could you bring just anyone home?
If you wanted to mess around, why didnât you get a hotel room instead?
Did breaking through to Third Order LV80 suddenly make you think youâre too good for this world, and you started floating?
Shen Yurou was holding back a lot of anger, but didnât know how to let it out.
After all, although they were close, they hadnât officially defined their relationship, so she had no nominal right to control him.
That made her feel even more aggrieved.
âDonât jump to conclusions; this was an accident. The woman upstairs, sheâs âNumber Twoâ.â
Seeing the sadness in Shen Yurouâs eyes, even a hint of tears, Zi Liyuan walked over and gently stroked her smooth hair as he softly explained.
Shen Yurou naturally had seen âNumber Twoâ before, and knew he once intended to recruit her.
âNumber Two? How is it her? Has she agreed to your offer?â
Shen Yurou certainly understood what âNumber Twoâ was capable of; she had just felt wronged, but now she tossed that feeling aside and thought of many issues instead.
The identity of âNumber Twoâ was a major issue; her showing up at their home could likely bring endless trouble.
âSomething unexpected happened; she was being pursued and escaped to our place. As for my involvement with her, that too was accidental, a result of a curse.â
Lord Zi wouldnât dream of telling the whole truth; taking advantage of someoneâs vulnerability was something he could never admit!
He didnât want to slap himself in the face and ruin the image they had of him.
Moreover, what he said was the truth, albeit leaving out some details.
Lu Xun once said that the process isnât important; what matters is the result, right?
âSince that happened, âNumber Twoâ will definitely agree to your offer. There are two breakfasts kept warm in the kitchen; go get them.â
Shen Yurou nodded, the grievance in her heart eased a little, and then she signaled for him to fetch the breakfast while she turned and headed to the basement lab.
âDonât overthink it. Iâll come and find you later.â
After ruffling Shen Yurouâs hair, Lord Zi looked toward the four girls with their odd expressions.
âFan Yuer, you four have cleared the hero class transfer dungeon, right?â
âWow, grateful for the husbandâs concern! Thanks to Sister Yurouâs guidance, we didnât perish in the hero class transfer dungeon.â
âThe husband merely waved us away to Sister Yurou, thankfully she took pity on us and made special equipment; otherwise, how could we have improved so much?â
âAlas, Sister Yurou has done so much for her husband, yet he doesnât cherish her. Indeed, all men are pigs, loving anyone they see, just lusting after their bodies.â
âItâs Yurou Sister who suffers, finding such a big scumbag. Thatâs just too sad.â
The four sisters chattered nonstop, each adding their bit, their gossip tinged with sarcasm flying out.