“Same origin?” Wen Chu was stunned.

“That’s right.” Juliana continued, “Xiu’s blood sample can also change the growth state of life.”

As she spoke, she pointed to the flower pot in her hand: “This pot of flowers withered after being dripped with Xiu’s blood. I used many resurrection potions, but failed to restore it.”

It should be known that elves born of nature have a natural affinity for plants, and potions for resurrecting plants are countless.

The last thing Juliana was helpless to resurrect was the Tree of Life.

If the flower hadn’t just withered ordinarily, completely different from the Tree of Life’s performance after pollution, Juliana would almost suspect Xiu was also one of the culprits hurting the Tree of Life.

Wen Chu listened dizzily. Before he could digest it, Juliana dropped another bombshell.

“Also, Xiu isn’t pregnant.”

Wen Chu: ?!?

Wen Chu was astonished: “How is that possible? He clearly…” even produced milk.

Juliana looked serious: “He really isn’t pregnant. He just showed symptoms of pseudocyesis. As for why he has pseudocyesis—”

Juliana looked at the lush Tree of Life outside the window.

Wen Chu followed her gaze, and upon seeing the Tree of Life, he suddenly remembered: “Xiu was fed sap by the Tree of Life at that time.”

“Right.” Juliana nodded, “As the tree of life that births elves, the leaves of the Tree of Life have the effect of aiding conception. I compared Xiu’s blood sample with yours and found that his blood sample has a part of energy fluctuations similar to the leaves of the Tree of Life more than yours, but there is no new life in his body.”

“He should have been fed sap capable of aiding conception by the Tree of Life, but because he couldn’t really get pregnant, he had a pseudocyesis.”

Juliana said with some confusion: “But I find it strange. The Tree of Life is perfectly fine; why would it want to help him get pregnant?”

Wen Chu: …

Wen Chu looked away guiltily.

If what Juliana said was true, he seriously suspected that the Tree of Life took the joke he and Xiu casually said as true.

After all, the Tree of Life seemed very close to him.

“I know. Sorry for troubling you these days. I’ll go tell Xiu about this now. Can the symptoms of pseudocyesis be relieved?”

Wen Chu’s mind was messy, and his speech became disorganized.

The amount of information in Juliana’s words was too large for him to digest for a while.

His power of the same origin but opposite to Xiu, the Tree of Life, the God Race, the laboratory, the mission… countless clues intertwined, leaving Wen Chu completely clueless.

“Wait for about four or five months. Once the sap of the Tree of Life is digested, it should automatically be relieved.” Juliana said.

Four or five months…

Isn’t that just ten months of pregnancy?

Fortunately, it was pseudocyesis.

Wen Chu couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, his cheeks flushing a bit, and nodded.

Looking at him, Juliana couldn’t help chuckling: “But you don’t need to be disappointed. The Tree of Life is a creation left by the God Race back then. It is so close to you, maybe it will give you a dragon egg in the future.”

Wen Chu shivered: “…Better not.”

He didn’t want to raise a cub yet.

Juliana couldn’t help laughing again, then said to Wen Chu: “About your identity, I am also just guessing. After all, I have never seen the God Race either.”

“But during these days, I investigated you and found that before you arrived at the human palace, almost no demons had memories of you. Think carefully, where do you actually come from?”

Wen Chu: …

He quick-transmigrated from the system.

But obviously, he couldn’t say that. Wen Chu could only play dumb and look at Juliana.

Juliana didn’t intend to force him. After speaking, she just waved her hand: “I called you here just to say these things. Later I will send the paper version of the materials over.”

“By the way, Alice asked me to tell you that the hostage you wanted has also been caught, locked in the room where Louis was originally kept.”

Wen Chu’s eyes flickered. After thanking Juliana again, he left.

He didn’t return to the small courtyard but went to the place where the hostage was kept first.

He still had some things to ask clearly.

.

Half an hour later, Wen Chu came out of the room with an unclear expression. Just as he lowered his head thinking about how to handle the follow-up, he suddenly bumped into a tall person.

“Sorry.” Wen Chu snapped back to reality from the bump and apologized subconsciously.

The next moment, he was stunned.

He met a pair of transparent blue vertical pupils.

Xiu, draped in a black robe, looked down at him condescendingly.

Wen Chu was astonished: “Why are you here?”

Xiu pursed his lips, looking very unhappy: “You weren’t in the dream, so I used the previous method to wake up and find you. But Juliana said you came to secretly meet other demons.”

Wen Chu explained subconsciously: “There is nothing between her and me. I just came to ask a few things. She is dead now. Check yourself if you don’t believe me.”

Xiu paused for a moment, obviously not expecting Wen Chu to explain so proactively.

He pursed his lips, didn’t say much, just spat out a mouthful of dragon flame.

The room that had just been repaired burned again.

Xiu turned his head irritably: “I didn’t suspect you of cheating. Why are you so nervous?”

Wen Chu’s eyes carried a hint of a smile: “En.”

He didn’t believe it, petty dragon.

Wen Chu didn’t look back, actively holding Xiu’s hand and explaining to him: “I just went to ask her why she targeted you, and why your magic power disappeared suddenly at that time. Only then did I know that their Demon Race had already begun planning a thousand years ago…”

He repeated what Daisy confessed to Xiu, then said: “As for yesterday, according to their original plan, after being tortured by demonic energy for so long, you should have not much reason left. It was Daisy who hit you. She wanted to control you when your spirit was most fragile, but didn’t expect that using all her strength only suppressed your magic power temporarily.”

Xiu looked thoughtful: “They deceived the King?”

“Of course.” Wen Chu curled his lips, “From beginning to end, they never thought of cooperating with humans, but wanted to occupy the entire continent.”

“Fortunately, Alice rebelled.” Wen Chu said somewhat fortunately.

Xiu looked at him with complex expression: “No, it’s fortunately there is you.”

Without Wen Chu, the current situation would not have been achieved at all.

Without Wen Chu, he wouldn’t have come to the Elven Race but would have gone to rob the human treasury to find Moon Breath Grass, then the mental pollution would have become more and more severe.

Without Wen Chu healing the Tree of Life, Juliana wouldn’t have woken up. Lance wouldn’t have fully trusted cooperating with Alice but would have left many elves to guard the rear.

Then there wouldn’t be the army’s triumphant advance all the way, and no casualties in the final battle.

He should have been annoyed by the Dragon Slaying Squad sent by the King until unable to escape, eventually falling into madness as the demons thought, and finally being controlled.

And after Alice and Lance marched with difficulty, the first they would face wouldn’t be the King’s army, but a giant dragon that had been turned.

This was an unimaginable catastrophe.

It could be said that if not for the appearance of Wen Chu, this completely unreasonable variable, the direction of everything would be completely different.

Xiu couldn’t help speaking: “Wen Chu.”

“Hm?” Wen Chu felt nothing, turning his head to look at Xiu.

Xiu said softly: “Has anyone said you are very much like a god?”

Possessing unimaginable power, yet helping the world so generously and saving him.

Wen Chu was confused: “Why do you all say that?”

He took out his love wand and shook the red heart tail at Xiu: “Which god makes people have wet dreams like me?”

Xiu: …

Wen Chu sighed: “Clearly, you are like a god to me.”

Xiu raised his eyebrows.

He took Wen Chu’s hand and placed it on his slightly protruding lower abdomen: “Have you seen such a god?”

Wen Chu’s face instantly turned red.

He stuttered: “You, y-you why are you so…”

So lewd.

Xiu chuckled: “Seeing you playing so wild in the dream, I thought you liked it very much. Who did you learn all this mess from?”

Wen Chu changed the subject: “Where are we going?”

Xiu said: “I have already tidied up the courtyard. Let’s go directly back to the bedroom.”

Wen Chu guessed that the “tidied up” in Xiu’s mouth was probably another destruction of evidence.

Burned then burned. That estate was full of weeds anyway, needing clearing later. Just treat it as clearing for compost in advance.

“By the way, what did Juliana say to you just now?”

Wen Chu curved his eyes, smiling harmlessly: “Nothing, just said she also suspected I am a god or something—by the way, has the child bothered you? After going back, I’ll feed you a nutritious meal.”

Xiu was puzzled: “…Didn’t you dislike this child?”

“No way.” Wen Chu widened his innocent round eyes, “I like it very much.”

Won’t be born, can let Xiu maintain the state of pregnancy to be taken care of by him, and can produce milk.

Just thinking about it, Wen Chu felt happy.

As for the truth about pseudocyesis—

Better wait a few days before telling Xiu.

Alice’s side hasn’t settled down yet. Lest Xiu run around everywhere again after knowing he isn’t pregnant, better use the child to tie Xiu down to recuperate properly first.

Wen Chu swore he only had that tiny bit of selfishness.

Xiu looked at the little nightmare smiling stupidly, intuiting something was wrong but not knowing where the problem was.

He followed Wen Chu back to the bedroom baffled.

The bedroom still maintained the appearance when Wen Chu left. The quilt was piled messily in the corner of the bed, and a pillow had fallen. It wasn’t hard to see how panicked Wen Chu was at that time.

Xiu remembered his excessive actions yesterday and looked at Wen Chu guiltily.

He spoke: “Do you want to wash up and change clothes first? Just right for me to reorganize the bed.”

Wen Chu didn’t think much. He indeed needed to change clothes, so he took a change of clothes into the bathroom.

Only when the shower was turned on and water poured down did Wen Chu suddenly remember something.

“Wait—”

He grabbed a bath towel casually, draped it on, and rushed out the door.

Just out the door, he saw Xiu sitting by the bed, holding a pink booklet that looked improper at a glance.

Wen Chu: …

Xiu looked up at him, shook the book in his hand, and raised his eyebrows: “I was wondering how you suddenly knew so much. Who gave you this? Lance? No, he isn’t that thick-skinned. Then it’s Alice?”

Let fellow Daoist die but not the poor Daoist; Wen Chu confessed very quickly: “It’s Alice.”

Xiu sneered: “I think she needs a beating.”

Wen Chu hurriedly: “Wait, you are still carrying the egg. Don’t get excited first—let’s find her after the egg is born.”

Thinking of the egg, Xiu also instantly lost his fire and sat back on the bed.

He swung his tail, looking at the content in the book: “Really, leading children astray.”

Saying so, Wen Chu clearly saw another trace appear on the bed sheet swept by Xiu’s tail.

It was inconvenient to clean up in the small courtyard yesterday.

So until now, inside Xiu’s scales was still his stuff.

Wen Chu leaned over stickily, putting his hands together and extending them to Xiu.

Xiu looked at him puzzledly.

A faint milk scent came from Xiu’s chest. Wen Chu nestled into Xiu’s arms bonelessly: “For you. I was led astray. Punish me. Chain me up and take me back to the castle to lock me up.”

Xiu: …

Don’t think he couldn’t see Wen Chu’s sparkling eyes; definitely plotting something bad.

But Xiu was still honestly moved.

He reached out, pinning Wen Chu’s slender wrists with one hand.

The evil dragon chuckled: “Of course. Just right the castle is built, and there is nothing here anymore. Let’s go back after lunch.”

His Little Gem should be hidden by him in the beautiful castle.

.

Wen Chu and Xiu had great executive power. They left right after lunch as they said.

The war ceased. Both elves and humans needed to recuperate. Without urgent crises and conflicts of interest, Wen Chu and Xiu also had no interest in the remaining matters. They just needed to wait in the castle for Alice to finish busy work and return the Dragon Race’s fief.

Incidentally, struggle with how to manage such a large piece of land.

The castle was completed a few days ago, only having basic hard decoration.

After returning to the castle, Wen Chu didn’t have time to do anything. Out of fear of Xiu’s aesthetics, he personally took over all soft decoration of the castle, decorating non-stop for three days.

Three days, even with the blessing of magic, couldn’t finish decorating the entire castle.

Just as Wen Chu finished measuring the basement dimensions and prepared to customize a golden cage, an uninvited guest carrying a heavy sword came to the door.

“Wen Chu!! Xiu! Come out! You two swindlers!”

Alice menacingly raised her sword to chop.

The heavy sword collided with the castle’s protective shield, bringing a violent vibration, startling the little white horse into neighing.

Wen Chu and Xiu walked out upon hearing the sound.

Wen Chu was confused: “What’s wrong?”

Xiu was blunt: “Alice, if your brain is sick, go treat it. Don’t come asking for a beating for no reason.”

Alice looked much more haggard, forming a sharp contrast with the two who were radiant due to having to sleep early and wake up early, eat healthy, and reduce indulgence for decoration these days.

Looking at the two who were obviously much healthier, Alice gritted her teeth in anger, raising her hand to throw a scroll from her bosom: “Your land deed.”

Xiu took it, opened it for a glance, and showed a surprised expression.

Wen Chu also leaned over to look, surprised: “So much?”

The Dragon Race’s original territory was only one-third of the Human Empire. Alice directly gave them half of the land.

Thinking there is too much land to manage well?

Alice gritted her teeth: “I wanted to allocate less. Look yourself at the good deed your Little Gem did.”

Alice couldn’t enter the protective shield, so she shouted across the air, raising her hand to throw a recording stone in again.

The recording stone fell on the ground, and the image played.

Only to see the Royal Capital silent. Carrying a heavy sword, taking advantage of everyone’s slumber, Alice killed all the way from the King’s bedchamber to the ministers in the front hall.

While cleanly chopping off heads, she was introducing.

“This is Old John, my dad’s confidant, managing military pay. In the blizzard ten years ago, over a thousand marching troops froze to death because he embezzled the money for cotton clothes. All cotton clothes were shoddy goods made of willow catkins.”

“This is my eldest brother Anthony, managing taxes…”

“This is my second brother…”

Brutal, decisive, eloquent about everyone, obviously prepared.

Including this recording stone, probably also used by Alice wanting to record her heroic posture.

Although a bit shocked by Alice’s decisive action, Wen Chu couldn’t help but be a little puzzled:

What is the use of showing this to him and Xiu?

Before he could voice his doubt, other movements gradually appeared in the image within the recording stone.

It was finally time for the dream to pass; everyone woke up one after another.

At this moment, Alice had already killed to the outside of the hall, carrying the King’s head standing at the city gate, ready to start her impassioned usurpation speech.

As a result, looking down, she met countless teary-eyed commoners. Sounds of sobbing rose and fell.

Alice: ?

She hasn’t started talking yet; cried from being moved already?

At first, it was just quiet sobbing. Everyone asked each other in low voices if they also had the same dream.

Later, the voices gradually became louder. Not knowing who let out a whimper first, everyone cried messily.

“Wu wu wu… this is too miserable. Where is Wen Chu? Is he okay now for saving us?”

“What about Xiu? Xiu experienced so many misunderstandings, and we actually kept aiding the tyrant.”

“This must be a god, right? Only a god can do this step.”

“Must be a god!”

People spread it one to ten, ten to a hundred, finally converging into the same voice.

—Gratitude to the gods.

No one noticed the messy Alice on the city wall. Everyone spontaneously knelt in the direction Wen Chu and Xiu left, seeming to pray for something.

All humans were praying devoutly for this.

The image cut off here.

Alice broke down: “What dream did you weave for them? How come everyone thinks you are dead? I spent three whole days making them believe you aren’t dead!!”

Wen Chu blinked blankly.

He almost forgot about this.

“Just… it happened suddenly then. I casually made up bits of mine and Xiu’s past and stuffed it over.”

Alice looked resentful: “Then why would they say Xiu reincarnated countless times to save this world?”

Wen Chu: …

Oops, that seems to be memories from another world.

Alice said even more resentfully: “And why would they say you were even sealed for a thousand years to save them, not even leaving a whole corpse?”

Wen Chu: …

This is also memories from another world.

Alice: “Do you know, now everyone is clamoring for you two to ascend the throne. I gave half the fief to you to quell this storm.”

Wen Chu was guilty: “The situation was critical then; accidentally mixed it up.”

He finally knew why Alice was so resentful.

Scheming painstakingly against everyone to obtain the throne, only to have the base stolen by a dream in the blink of an eye. Anyone would go crazy.

Xiu tried hard to suppress his laughter: “Just treat it as interest for you chasing me to chop before.”

Wen Chu added silently: “Also compensation for people chasing the Dragon Race to extinction for so long.”

And this wasn’t completely made up randomly. Xiu was originally the main help to win this war.

According to Alice’s original abacus, they suffered a big loss.

They wouldn’t have little dragons. After they died, the fief would still become ownerless land. Now it was at most earning a little more back.

Alice obviously thought so too, that’s why she gave the land so readily.

She condemned Wen Chu and Xiu a few more sentences, then turned and left in exasperation.

Wen Chu and Xiu looked at each other and couldn’t help laughing.

Xiu laughed: “You are quite good at making up stories.”

Wen Chu glossed over it: “Shall we continue to see what kind of cage to customize?”

Xiu didn’t have nightmares much anymore, but wet dreams were frequent. These few days his lifespan had successfully accumulated to twenty-one years.

According to this progress, spending another two or three months with Xiu in this world, he should complete the mission and leave.

Before leaving, he wanted to decorate the castle well.

After all, it was private property to take away.

As for the matter of the God Race… In the last three months, Wen Chu didn’t want to dwell on such things.

When he saw Xiu, everything would be clear.

The evil dragon swung his tail, saying with interest: “I think the model in my dream is not bad. The gold here is completely enough to pave the floor. Don’t save on raw materials.”

Wen Chu recalled the aesthetic of paving the floor with gems in Xiu’s dream and shivered back to reality: “Cannot pave the floor with gold!”

“Then…”

“Gems are not allowed either.”

Wen Chu thought about it: “But the study can be decorated according to your preference.”

…

Time passed leisurely. After Wen Chu and Xiu’s castle was decorated, Alfred’s poetry collection finally reached the last book.

Not the Demon Race chapter, but To My Lover.

“To My Lover: Eternity Chapter”

Cold silence, desolation, wandering lonely soul

Above the wasteland, whistling gale

You caressed the dried land

Thus all things grow

You descended by my side like this

…

Eternal light in the depths of my soul

I use all poems

To compose a hymn of love for you

Let it circulate in the long river of years

Until eternity.

After publication, Alice bought and memorized it immediately, preparing to recite it loudly in front of Xiu to humiliate him.

Unexpectedly, the evil dragon who never liked expressing his soft emotions actually agreed smilingly, even handing over a wedding invitation.

Alice made herself jump with anger.

The Elven Race’s Tree of Life returned to normal, finally possessing newborn elves. Wen Chu and Xiu had a headache over the vast land, even thinking of recruiting a few alien subordinates to help manage.

Lifespan increased gradually.

Until the day of their engagement banquet.

The towering castle rang bells; white doves flew.

Because it was just an engagement banquet, Wen Chu and Xiu only invited Alice, Lance, and others for a small gathering.

Still bearing grudges, Alice awkwardly presented a gift, muttering about holding a funeral for the old man when she got back to collect the gift money back.

Wen Chu lit a candle for that old King who still hadn’t been buried.

Juliana mysteriously pulled Wen Chu and Xiu over, looking at Xiu’s baby bump that could no longer be concealed, and whispered: “The Tree of Life has borne a dragon egg.”

Wen Chu: “Congrat…”

Wen Chu thought Juliana said “borne an elf.” He realized it was wrong halfway through speaking and looked at Juliana in astonishment.

Borne what?!?

He immediately took Xiu’s arm to prove his innocence: “I have no relationship with the Tree of Life!”

Xiu: “…Thinking about it, I know you wouldn’t cheat with a tree.”

He wasn’t jealous of everything.

Besides, no matter how genetically mutated a demon and a tree were, they couldn’t produce a dragon egg.

Juliana smiled watching their interaction, explaining: “It should be like elves, just growing from the Tree of Life. If you want, after the egg matures, we can send it to you.”

Wen Chu shook his head repeatedly: “No, no, gifting it to you.”

Xiu also agreed: “If you find it troublesome, you can pick it and stir-fry it to eat.”

Juliana: …

This is a dragon egg, not a chicken egg.

Seeing the two had no intention of taking over, Juliana couldn’t help reminding: “Doesn’t your fief need an heir?”

Wen Chu looked bitter: “Just return it when we die. Raising a little dragon is too troublesome.”

Xiu thought about it and said: “Why don’t you take care of it for now? In return, I’m willing to share part of the wasteland territory with you.”

The Elven Race’s habitat was compressed by half. Previously, with negative population growth, they could barely hold on. Now that the Tree of Life returned to normal, land was indeed stretched.

Juliana couldn’t refuse Xiu’s proposal and agreed with a headache.

Everything was happy for everyone, except for Alice who scolded Xiu and Wen Chu for being shameless directly on the throne after hearing the news months later.

The third month, late at night.

Wen Chu sat by the bed, eating Xiu’s last dream.

[Lifespan +8760h]

[Remaining Lifespan: 99 years]

This was his calmest mission completion. Xiu was even sleeping lightly beside him.

The system voice that had disappeared for a long time sounded: [Mission completed. Want to stay a while?]

Wen Chu inexplicably heard some guilt in its voice.

[No.] Wen Chu refused decisively.

[Take me back.]

He looked up into the void, gaze firm.

[I want to return to reality.]

He still had many questions to ask Xiu. Just knowing he couldn’t get answers in this world, and fearing questioning the system would make Xiu alert in advance, he hadn’t asked.

Who exactly is he? Why did Xiu save him?

What exactly is their relationship?

Will the Xiu in reality… like him?

The system paused, then said: [Okay, things are packed. I’ll take you away now.]

Everything around froze again. Wen Chu saw Xiu beside him and himself gradually turn into white spots of light and disappear.

Only this time, what appeared before his eyes was no longer the familiar pure white system space.

But a chaotic laboratory.

Broken glass, papers soaked in water too late to take away, messy hospital beds, and…

Wen Chu’s head felt heavy, looking down with difficulty.

He saw the familiar breathing mask and the indwelling needle stuck in his hand. Cold IV drip was following the tube, injecting into his vein drop by drop.

“Beep—beep—”

The beeping sound of the electronic screen came; it was actually still operating.

He returned to the empty laboratory.

Great panic struck; a chill spread through Wen Chu’s limbs and bones.

Where is Xiu? Didn’t it say I could see Xiu after returning? Why is it still the laboratory destroyed by seawater?

[System?]

Wen Chu tried to call the system.

But the system didn’t respond.

Wen Chu pursed his lips uneasily, his whole scalp tingling, unable to stop thinking of the worst guess.

Could all this be just a dream?

No Xiu, no system.

No dream-like tolerance and love.

Just his lonely fantasy when dying in the laboratory.

Because of such a conjecture, Wen Chu began to have difficulty breathing. The instrument beside him made urgent sounds.

“Beep beep beep—”

Amidst the sharp alarm sound, Wen Chu heard footsteps.

Click, click, click—

Unrushed, from far to near, finally stopping by his bed.

He saw a pair of transparent blue eyes.