Chapter 98: This is Called Seduction

People always subconsciously forget the memories they least want to recall.

Having been in the small worlds for so long, Wen Chu thought he had long forgotten all the things from the past. But it wasn’t until this moment, drifting in the sea of consciousness, that he realized he actually still remembered them clearly.

Even because of his experiences along the way, when looking back again, the words he couldn’t understand and the things he couldn’t comprehend before all became clear.

He saw the old Wen residence.

Without the visit from him and Xiu, and without the rescue that was a hundred years late, his heart stayed alone in the old residence.

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years.

Even the bricks and tiles turned to dust, only the remaining heart beat in solitude.

Finally, someone entered these deep mountains with a detector and ecstatically dug “it” out.

Then, in the long-abandoned formation, his bones and soul were excavated one by one.

At this time, his soul was already very weak, having almost no consciousness, only knowing to guard the spot, so he resisted being taken away very much.

During the conflict, he fell into a complete coma.

When he opened his eyes again, it was a pure white laboratory.

The monitoring instruments beside him emitted “beep-beep” sounds. He was wearing a breathing mask, and his azure eyes reflected countless figures.

Wen Chu, who had just woken up, was confused.

Where is this? Who is he?

Looking back, there was only a blank. Wen Chu was like a newborn who had just arrived, his long white eyelashes trembling uneasily, observing this strange world.

Countless people in white coats surrounded him, their eyes full of genuine amazement.

“No. 001… A thousand years ago… Actually really able to resurrect?”

Intermittent voices came over.

Only then did Wen Chu realize that there was a hard-to-detect transparent barrier between his hospital bed and the crowd outside, isolating most of the sounds from the outside world.

Wen Chu looked at the barrier in confusion, then at the crowd.

The leader pushed up his glasses and looked at him with appreciation: “Of course. The fact that his soul could exist for a thousand years without perishing is enough to prove his uniqueness. I edited the most perfect genome in this world for him. He now possesses the most powerful regeneration system, absolute obedience and loyalty, and miraculous healing abilities. This is the greatest milestone of our Artificial Angel Project!”

The people around him applauded excitedly, talking all at once: “With him, the war situation will undergo a subversive change!”

“Can we explore higher-dimensional existences now?”

“Worthy of Dr. Cui, our efforts for so many years have finally seen the dawn!”

At that time, Wen Chu didn’t understand, just quietly looked at everyone.

The “beep-beep” sounds around him became more and more dense. Wen Chu barely moved, looked down, and saw himself.

Countless slimy tentacles lay limply on the hospital bed. On both sides of his shoulders were soft, fluffy white rabbit ears. Turning his gaze slightly, he could see the ear feathers beside his ears.

Humans used their imagination based on his bones to piece together the appearance of a god.

Wen Chu’s pale wrists were full of IV drips. This strange body had no strength at all, and he didn’t know what he should do.

The “beep-beep” sound in his ears became louder and louder. Wen Chu gradually felt some suffocation in his chest, and then his vision gradually dimmed.

“Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep—”

When his vision turned completely black, Wen Chu heard the glass door open and the sound of people running in panic.

“Why the sudden hypoxia?”

“He doesn’t seem to breathe autonomously. What’s going on? Isn’t the Artificial Angel successful?”

—

When he woke up again, the bustling crowd around him was gone, and a new group of people was outside the glass cover.

There were obviously many more young women. The moment Wen Chu opened his eyes, he was reminded by a gentle female voice: “Deep breath, follow me, don’t resist the air.”

Wen Chu looked at her blankly, subconsciously imitating her breathing.

Seeing Wen Chu’s breathing stabilize, the woman breathed a sigh of relief and showed a gentle smile: “Hello, 001. I’m Dr. Cui, who has taken over you. From now on, I will continue your treatment.”

“Treat… ment?” Wen Chu repeated the woman’s words with difficulty.

The woman said gently: “That’s right, you are sick and need to be treated before you can be put into use.”

So Wen Chu remembered.

He was sick and had to be cured.

His running-in with the new body was very slow. Most of the time, Wen Chu couldn’t control the various parts that were pieced together, but fortunately, the woman was very patient and taught him to adapt little by little.

Breathing once every two seconds, walking with alternating feet, wiping his mouth after eating, not talking nonsense…

From a blank slate to clumsy adaptation.

Wen Chu always heard them arguing internally, arguing about insufficient funds, arguing about whether to continue taking care of him, arguing about this fantastical project.

“We were all deceived by that guy named Zheng! What he said before leaving sounded nice, but in reality, what he left us was a mess!”

“Artificial Angel? Apart from higher self-healing ability, he has no special abilities, and his body data is on the verge of collapse all the time!”

“Are we going to spend our whole lives on this failed product?!”

I don’t know how many times after the arguments, waking up one day, Wen Chu never saw the gentle woman again.

A strict old man stood outside the glass cover sizing him up.

A new doctor came.

Wen Chu was constantly handed over like this, handed over again. Every doctor went from fanaticism to disappointment and left. The laboratory he was in also became smaller and smaller, and finally, even the glass cover was removed.

He was judged to be harmless and moved into an ordinary single ward. The doctors became more and more casual.

“Failed product.”

That’s what they called him.

As a masterpiece marking a milestone across the ages, due to various rejection reactions, he remained a semi-finished product. Not only did he not have the envisioned healing ability, but he was not much different from a mentally retarded child.

People were disappointed, but unable to create a second existence as immortal as “001,” so they couldn’t bear to give him up.

This project, envisioned to change the war situation, eventually became a retirement project, and Wen Chu became a prisoner of the experiment.

He had long forgotten his past memories. From the moment he opened his eyes, the laboratory was his whole world.

No one communicated with him. In the pure white loneliness, he obediently obeyed what the female doctor taught him.

He was sick and had to cooperate with the treatment.

Once cured, he would be useful.

Then…

Did they succeed?

Wen Chu stood outside the memory, intending to continue watching, but the memory space suddenly began to vibrate.

“Wen Chu! Wen Chu!!”

He heard a familiar voice, urgent and choking.

His face felt wet.

Xiu was crying again.

Wen Chu looked reluctantly at the memory. The remaining memory fragments skipped quickly, jumping directly to the end.

Amidst people’s screams, seawater poured into the laboratory. Wen Chu was quietly submerged by the water, watching groups of jellyfish swimming past his eyes.

The glass shattered. Only then did he realize that the laboratory he was in had always been hidden under the sea.

The tide rose, breathing weakened.

Wen Chu thought in a trance, he also had tentacles, why couldn’t he swim away like a jellyfish?

Swim to… swim to a very, very far place. He ate very little and wouldn’t cause too much trouble for the jellyfish group.

I don’t know how long passed, just as Wen Chu was about to lose consciousness, he saw a golden figure.

“Found you.”

The tide receded little by little. Wen Chu’s nape tightened, and he was lifted up wetly.

In his blurred vision, he met a pair of blue eyes more transparent than seawater.

Those eyes looked at him coldly, without sorrow or joy, and spoke in a businesslike manner: “What’s your name? I’ll take you to register.”

Wen Chu’s throat was full of pungent seawater. He opened his mouth with difficulty and made the shape of “001.”

The person paused.

“No name? Let me think… Since you are the initial one, let’s call you ‘Chu’ (Initial/Beginning) first. You can choose a surname yourself later…”

“Wen Chu!!”

Xiu’s voice sounded again, and the scene in front of him shattered bit by bit.

He really couldn’t stay here any longer.

The memory gradually shattered into finer white dust. After a brief darkness in front of his eyes, a faint light lit up in the distance.

Wen Chu walked towards the light spot. After walking for an unknown amount of time, finally—

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw the wooden ceiling.

He was back.

Wen Chu felt weak all over, using his arms to prop himself up bit by bit.

This was his and Xiu’s room.

The room was empty; there was no one else but him. But the empty potion bottles scattered by the bed, the freshly washed and drying clothes, and the neatly packed shopping bags all revealed traces of another person.

Xiu probably went out temporarily for something?

Thinking this, Wen Chu looked down at the clothes he was wearing now.

He had been changed into pajamas.

It was only then that Wen Chu realized he was covered in wet sweat, and his hair was sticking to his neck.

So uncomfortable, want to take a bath.

There was a bathroom in the room. Wen Chu glanced at the lifespan panel and found that his lifespan had reached an astonishing twenty years, so he felt relieved. He propped himself up and went to the bathroom to take a shower first.

“Splash—”

The water poured over his head, sobering up the chaotic-minded Wen Chu.

Standing wet under the shower, scrubbing himself clean, his mind was in chaos.

What was going on with these memories? Why did they overlap with the worlds he experienced?

What exactly was Xiu’s identity? Why did he save him?

So his name was given by Xiu?

Various questions lingered in his mind, giving Wen Chu a headache.

He tentatively called out: 【System?】

System: 【Mm.】

Wen Chu picked a less sharp question: 【Why do the worlds I experienced overlap with my memories?】

System said lightly: 【If not, how could a fool like you remember by yourself?】

Wen Chu: 【…Even at a time like this, do I still have to be scolded qwq】

For the first time, the system turned a blind eye to Wen Chu’s act of pitifulness: 【Acting pitiful with me is useless. I don’t have the authority to tell you. You’ll know when you complete the task and get out.】

Since the system said this much, it meant it really couldn’t say.

Wen Chu thought for a moment and said: 【Then I’ll ask an unrelated question. You just tell me yes or no.】

System: 【Okay.】

Wen Chu finished his shower, drying his hair as he walked out of the bathroom. He didn’t take a change of clothes, so he could only wrap himself in a bath towel to collect the clothes first.

Wen Chu took down the clean clothes and whispered: 【Was my name given by Xiu?】

System: 【Yes.】

Wen Chu lowered his eyes and pursed a small smile.

【I like this name.】

Not 001, nor a failed product, but Xiu’s Wen Chu.

The system didn’t answer. Wen Chu quickly put on his clothes and went back to bed to wait for Xiu to return.

Just as he sat on the edge of the bed, Wen Chu keenly noticed that the hardness of the pillow was wrong.

He lifted the pillow vigilantly.

Then, he fell silent looking at “Dragon Race Secrets” under the pillow.

Pink cover, glittering fancy fonts, looking like a three-dollar pirated novel sold on the street at first glance.

Wen Chu: …

Immersed in memories for so long, Wen Chu had almost forgotten what happened before the coma. Now he was pulled back directly by such a book.

Alice was really persistent.

Waiting idly was boring, so Wen Chu simply opened the book.

【Case 1: To stay with his lover forever, why did the evil dragon build a golden palace to keep them as a pet?】
【Case 2: Too strong sexual desire and kinky? How many nasty hobbies does the Dragon Race actually have? Take you to explore the ancient dragon nest, bondage, wooden horse, whip…】
【Case 3: Bloody violence, enter with caution! Real case! A dragon pulled out all his scales and claws for his lover, just to get skin grafts and become a giant sheep!】
【Case 4: …】

Alice was extremely meticulous, even providing diagrams of the specific usage of each prop after Case 2.

Wen Chu let out a “wow,” his eyes sparkling.

There was no one around, so he could only go to the system.

【This looks like the rope I saw in the last world. Does this world have it too?】

System: 【…Why don’t we talk about the topic of your memory.】

Wen Chu understood: 【There is.】

System: 【…】

The system disappeared directly.

Wen Chu exclaimed in admiration while reading on, even feeling somewhat regretful that Alice didn’t collect the ordering method when collecting information.

If only ordering contact information was added after each chapter, he could buy directly from the booklet.

Although the industry in this world was backward, magic and Dou Qi filled most of the gaps in the industrial foundation.

Many previously unfulfilled ideas could actually be realized in this world.

Wen Chu directly threw those memories just now to the back of his mind, holding the booklet and reading with a blushing face.

Alice also emphasized how defied nature the Dragon Race’s physique was, how to spend ten days and ten nights with a lover, and finally, the lover of this dragon fled due to being overwhelmed but was dragged back for more.

Wen Chu noted them down one by one, preparing to use fill-in-the-blanks to force Xiu later, and then turned the page.

When he saw Case 3, he couldn’t help frowning.

Unlike the first two cases, which mostly talked about various fancy operations of the Dragon Race and how the lover couldn’t bear it, at least neither side was really hurt.

But Case 3 was a truly bloody tragedy.

【Five hundred and sixty-seven years ago, a giant dragon named Pearl fell in love with the little princess of the God Race. However, the God Race disliked the greedy and tyrannical Dragon Race and made three demands to Pearl:

1. He must pull out all his sharp claws so they cannot hurt the little princess.
2. He must grow soft wool like a sheep so his scales won’t scratch the princess.
3. From then on, he can only eat vegetarian food and cannot hurt any living beings in front of the princess.
   Pearl was ecstatic. In front of the princess, he pulled out his scales piece by piece. While pulling, he imagined their future life together and expressed his love for the princess.
   Blood flowed down the dragon’s scales. The princess fainted after screaming, but Pearl was still tirelessly pulling out scales.
   After pulling out the scales with his claws, he used his teeth to pull out his claws, and finally smashed his teeth with a stone so that he had no possibility of hurting the princess.
   After the princess woke up, she looked at him in horror and raised a sharp sword against Pearl…】
   【…The Dragon Race is such a paranoid existence, possessing near-fanatical possessiveness towards their lovers. They will become crazy and irrational for their lovers, even hiding their tyranny for their lovers. Being pursued by them is an extremely terrifying thing.】

Alice didn’t know where she found the historical materials, but she also included a picture next to it, which was a bald dragon lying in a pool of blood.

Looking at Alice’s comments, Wen Chu frowned deeper and deeper.

He stared closely at the line “even hiding their tyranny for their lovers.”

In front of him, Xiu had always been unlike a dragon.

Restrained, polite, only showing a little arrogance and indulgence in dreams.

Then… could it be that Xiu liked him?

Wen Chu’s heartbeat couldn’t help accelerating a bit.

The more he thought about it, the more sense it made.

Xiu’s desire for him was genuine, and the usual concealment and nervousness were also real.

Wen Chu thought Xiu didn’t like him enough, waiting and waiting without receiving Xiu’s request to keep him as a pet, and even struggled for a long time.

But if the information Alice found was all true, did it mean that Xiu actually liked him to a deeper extent?

Liked him enough to be willing to restrain his instincts.

Wen Chu’s cheeks began to flush again.

Obviously not a very erotic thing, but just thinking that Xiu might like him, Wen Chu couldn’t help but feel a rush of blood.

At the same time, there was a faint worry.

He didn’t want Xiu to head towards the ending of the dragon in the book.

“Click—”

Just then, a slight noise came from the door.

Wen Chu subconsciously put the book into the spatial stone, sat up straight, and looked out the door.

Sure enough, Xiu was back.

There was unresolvable exhaustion between Xiu’s brows. When he saw him sitting at the head of the bed, he blinked in disbelief before asking carefully: “…Wen Chu? You’re awake?”

Wen Chu nodded, looking up and smiling obediently at Xiu: “Yes, I’m awake, and I took a shower by the way.”

Xiu walked forward quickly. He looked like he wanted to give him a hug but forcibly restrained himself. Finally, he took out a crystal core from somewhere and stuffed it into his hand.

“Hold this to keep warm first; I’ll dry your hair for you.”

Wen Chu had long hair and came out with wet hair after the shower. It was still dripping wet now.

It was still summer, and the room wasn’t too cold. Wen Chu held the hot crystal core, looking at Xiu between laughter and tears, and asked belatedly: “How long was I in a coma?”

Xiu brought a bath towel: “Two days. It’s the morning of the third day now.”

He patiently dried Wen Chu’s hair, not at all violent as described in Alice’s book. Instead, he patiently explained the current situation to Wen Chu: “At that time, after you fell into a coma, your magic power suddenly surged, and you kept having a fever. I fed you a lot of fever-reducing medicine, but it didn’t work. I could only keep wiping your body to cool you down. Lance took a blood sample from you and is studying the relationship between the Tree of Life and you, trying to find a solution.”

Xiu didn’t mention a word about his fear over the past two days and the tyranny of almost wanting to flatten the entire Moonlight Forest, nor did he mention the returning nightmares. Instead, he hooked his lips and showed a stiff smile: “I didn’t expect you to wake up first. Then he won’t have to work overtime.”

Wen Chu noticed Xiu’s change. He reached out distressingly and touched the dark circles under Xiu’s eyes: “What about you? Did you not sleep well either?”

Xiu changed the subject: “…By the way, our castle should be finished today. We’ve discussed everything we need to discuss these days. If you want to go home, we can go back now.”

His lively little gem went to the Elf Race and ended up with an uncertain fate. It was impossible to say there was no anger by association.

Xiu had pettily listed the Moonlight Forest as an unlucky place and just wanted to leave quickly.

Wen Chu blinked and said with certainty: “You didn’t sleep well.”

Xiu guiltily avoided looking at Wen Chu.

Wen Chu stopped Xiu’s hand wiping his hair and pulled Xiu to sit on the bed.

He knelt up, hooked his arms around Xiu’s neck, and acted like a koala, acting coquettishly and shamelessly: “Sleep for a while first, okay? I’ll help you eat up the nightmares.”

Xiu still wanted to be stubborn, but Wen Chu softly uttered words that froze him in place: “Speaking of which, before I passed out, what did you say you wanted to do with me?”

Xiu: “…Why haven’t you forgotten yet?”

And what he said was, he thought Wen Chu wanted to do it with him. How did it turn into him wanting to do it with Wen Chu in the blink of an eye?

Wen Chu began to fill in the blanks: “Let me guess… You want to build a cage to imprison me? Or want to play bondage with me? Or want to do it ten times a night with me? Or want to play wooden horse… Mmph mmph mmph!!”

Halfway through, Wen Chu’s mouth was covered by Xiu, who was angry from embarrassment.

“Shut up! What nonsense are you talking about!” Xiu’s earlobes were bright red, and his medium-length golden hair fell down.

He emphasized fiercely but weak inside: “I never had these thoughts about you! Who did you learn all this from! Between you and me is pure friendship!”

Wen Chu’s mouth was covered, so he could only look at Xiu with innocent round eyes, taking in all of Xiu’s reactions.

After reading Case 3 and then looking at Xiu, everything became much more obvious.

Especially since Xiu was completely lying through his teeth.

The one who tied him up and fucked him without a word in the wet dream and got a golden cage wasn’t him.

Wen Chu thought for a moment, stuck out his tongue, and gently licked Xiu’s palm.

Feeling the moisture in his palm, Xiu withdrew his hand as if electrocuted, his pupils contracting, his whole body tense as he looked at him: “Don’t think about seducing me!”

Wen Chu: …

Did this count as seduction?

He hadn’t done anything yet.

Wen Chu chuckled lightly. Hooking his arm around Xiu’s neck, he leaned close to the other’s ear.

“Meow.”

Wen Chu “meowed” in Xiu’s ear.

Xiu froze in place, quickly blushing from his neck to the roots of his ears.

He looked at Wen Chu in disbelief and trembling.

Could it be…

The beautiful and harmless boy smiled obediently at him: “Seem to have forgotten to tell you, I also participated in your wet dream.”

Wen Chu put his wrists together and held them in front of Xiu.

“Didn’t you tie me up fiercely at that time and get me a golden cage? Why won’t you admit it now?”

“Don’t you like meowing?”

Xiu trembled all over with shame. Wen Chu pressed on step by step with a smile.

He didn’t want Xiu to repeat Pearl’s tragedy and was determined to force it out. He almost pressed his whole body against Xiu, his heart-shaped tail circling Xiu’s arm.

While pressing close, he also untied the ribbon at his collar, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin.

“Really have no thoughts about me, only friendship?”

This is called seduction.