“Both ears are different sizes; your dad’s embroidery skills need work,” Song Yu remarked, shifting his gaze, disinterested. “So ugly.”

He Nian’s face stiffened, and he subtly put the handkerchief back in his pocket.

“I didn’t even notice such a small detail. Are you an expert on rabbits?”

Song Yu scoffed: “Anyone who isn’t blind could see it, right?”

Without waiting for Rong Shi and the others to catch up, he continued walking forward.

As soon as he turned around, Song Yu’s eyes immediately turned cold, then he smiled lazily again.

He Nian brushed away the tall weeds: “I got separated from my teammates; can I walk with you for a while?”

Song Yu looked ahead, lazily saying, “If I recall correctly, aren’t you my enemy?”

The word “enemy” made He Nian’s heart jump, and his mind exploded with a roar.

He tightened his grip, and the branch snapped.

“I represent the military academy; I’m not on your side,” Song Yu continued slowly.

He Nian threw away the branch in his hand, slowing his breathing, his palms covered in cold sweat.

He had never imagined that Song Yu’s two casual sentences could shatter his composure.

Song Yu’s guard was too strong. He Nian felt that his tone was off and prepared to retreat, but then he saw Song Yu tilt his head and look at him.

He Nian was almost dazzled by his smile, his heart pounding.

This person was truly an omega’s poison; one glance and you’d be addicted.

“But I’ll make an exception for you this once. Who made me like bunnies, after all?” Song Yu’s gaze shifted behind He Nian. “Especially roasted rabbit meat.”

Rong Shi, who had just caught up: “…”

“Brother,” Qin Luo ran even faster than Rong Shi, his eyes scanning He Nian, “Why are you here?”

He Nian nodded slightly to him but didn’t speak a greeting.

“What’s with the airs?” Qin Luo mumbled softly. “Who isn’t a young master, huh?”

The He family’s ancestors had an in-law relationship with the Song family, which elevated them to a great noble family, but it was just an empty title; they had no outstanding descendants in the military and political systems.

He had heard his dad grumble before that although the He family was doing well in business, they had never managed to enter the upper circles of Imperial Capital Star. When their title as a great noble would be revoked depended entirely on the mood of those in power.

Song Yu: “What are you muttering about? Be gentle with omegas, or you’ll never find a wife.”

Qin Luo: “…”

Rong Shi: “…”

He felt implicitly criticized.

[Master, his pheromone release is very low. Get closer, and I’ll try again.]

Rong Shi walked next to He Nian, who looked up.

He Nian’s height only reached Rong Shi’s chin; he was tall for an omega, but not when standing next to Rong Shi.

To prolong their conversation, Rong Shi forced a topic.

“Where’s your team?”

He Nian: “We got separated when fighting the snake earlier. The signal here is bad; I couldn’t reach them.”

[Master, just a little closer.]

Rong Shi took another half step closer, and they were almost shoulder to shoulder.

“In this situation, I suggest you wait here.”

He Nian noticed the distance and shifted back a bit.

“But it’s too dangerous here. It’s better for me to wait for them ahead.”

[Master, still can’t detect anything QuQ, I’m afraid I’ll have to stick to his scent gland.]

“For an omega in their team to get separated alone, they must be too careless.”

Rong Shi raised his hand, preparing to pat He Nian’s shoulder, but his hand was intercepted midway.

“Can those fruits over there be eaten?” Song Yu grabbed his wrist and pulled him forward.

The others’ spirits immediately lifted upon hearing about fruits.

A few days ago, they were driving around in their little pickup truck, eating and cruising.

Now the pickup truck was gone, and food was scarce; they were living a tight life.

“You can’t walk when you see a pretty omega?” Song Yu’s voice was very low.

Rong Shi gave him another look, momentarily unsure why he said that.

It sounded like jealousy.

“Did I?” Rong Shi asked.

Song Yu snorted: “Your eyes were practically glued to him.”

Whether he was Bunny or not, he wouldn’t allow Rong Shi to like anyone else.

Rong Shi: “If we’re talking pretty, how is he prettier than you?”

Song Yu: “…Are you complimenting me or insulting me?”

Rong Shi pulled his hand back, also feeling annoyed.

In the previous life, Song Yu and He Nian were engaged.

When he received the news before, he didn’t know Song Yu was the little cat. Now that the person himself suddenly appeared, he wondered what Song Yu would think.

Thinking this, Rong Shi’s tone also became subtle: “It’s you, though, you speak highly of him.”

Song Yu: “…” You’re calling me a thief while being one yourself, impressive.

---

Near the water source, several detoxification fruit trees grew.

Liu Hong and the others were having a blast climbing the trees.

Song Yu took a fruit that Qin Luo tossed down, rinsed it with purified water from his canteen, and prepared to eat it.

“You can’t eat that fruit!” He Nian said in a cold, low voice, “Everything in a Class 3 danger zone has toxins.”

“It won’t kill you.” Liu Hong sat on a branch and threw one to him as well. “Little one, want a taste too?”

“Shut your stinking mouth, ‘little one,” Hu Feng cursed softly, then burst out laughing himself.

When he laughed, the others followed suit.

He Nian, being the subject of their jokes, had his face slightly darken.

“They’re used to joking; no malice intended,” Song Yu said, finding a pile of rocks to sit on and wiping his military knife. “Your dad likes rabbits?”

Rong Shi, who had just walked back from the river, heard the word “rabbit,” his eyes flickered, and he pretended to casually walk over.

He Nian’s expression improved: “Mhm, I guess so.”

Song Yu: “Guess so?”

Noticing his expression out of the corner of his eye, He Nian whispered, “It’s funny, my virtual avatar is a rabbit, so my dad just—”

“Your Star Wars avatar is a rabbit?” Before he could finish, Song Yu glanced at Rong Shi and asked playfully, “It’s not the one in the black jumpsuit, is it?”

He Nian was surprised: “How do you know?”

Rong Shi, openly eavesdropping: “…”

Impersonating him?

[That’s utterly shameless?! Get him!]

“Silly goose, isn’t the rabbit on your handkerchief wearing a jumpsuit?” Song Yu played with the military knife in his hand, then asked, “Your ID isn’t R1—?”

Rong Shi: “…” Silly goose? Try saying that again?

It was actually going so smoothly!

He Nian nodded blankly: “You actually know me—”

Noticing Rong Shi’s face getting darker and darker, Song Yu smiled meaningfully.

“You’re so famous in Star Wars, it’s hard not to know.”

He Nian chuckled softly: “Just a pastime outside of class, mainly to meet good friends.”

Rong Shi and Song Yu’s expressions subtly changed at the same time, but reverted to normal in the blink of an eye.

“Do you play Star Wars too?” He Nian pressed Song Yu, “What kind of avatar do you use?”

The military knife spun flexibly between Song Yu’s fingers, as if it would reap an enemy’s head in the next moment.

“You really don’t recognize me? I recognized you at first glance.”

He Nian felt nervous, pretending to be puzzled: “I don’t have many friends in Star Wars, but—”

Song Yu casually glanced at Rong Shi: “We even met in the game a few days ago. You said you had something to delay our meeting.”

He Nian’s heart pounded like a drum, his feigned coolness almost impossible to maintain.

Almost there, it’s almost a success!

“You, you wouldn’t be Little—”

Before He Nian could finish, Song Yu nodded.

“I never thought we’d meet this way,” he raised an eyebrow, self-deprecatingly, “Surprises are truly everywhere, aren’t they, Gege?”

Rong Shi: “…”

The real person stood in front of you for so long, and you didn’t recognize them, but you recognized the impostor at a glance.

“How could it be—” He Nian was incredulous, “Your ID is Little—?”

Song Yu put a finger to his lips, making a shushing gesture, indicating surveillance: “Yes, do you have any other friends you’re meeting?”

He Nian shook his head, his eyes fervent as he looked at him: “I won’t meet online friends, except you—”

[That’s utterly shameless! Not only impersonating you, but also trying to steal your wife. I can’t take it anymore, get him!]

Rong Shi: “…”

He glanced at He Nian out of the corner of his eye.

Frankly, He Nian was good-looking, but no matter how he looked, he was very different from his own avatar, right?

In Song Yu’s heart, was his avatar like that?

He snorted and left this ridiculous family reunion scene.

Just as he was speaking, seeing Rong Shi get up, Song Yu called out to him: “Aren’t you staying to share the joy of my reunion with Bunny?”

Rong Shi: “…Set off when you’re done playing.”

Watching the person walk away until he was out of sight, Song Yu’s lips curved into a smile.

“…That mech competition… Xiao Yu?” He Nian had spoken for a while before realizing Song Yu wasn’t listening at all.

Only when the person was out of sight did Song Yu withdraw his gaze: “Call me His Highness. In front of outsiders, you can use my full name.”

He Nian: “…Okay.”

Song Yu stood up, walked two steps, then stopped and turned to He Nian: “By the way, isn’t Rong Shi your childhood friend? You two seem—to have a bad relationship?”

Rong Shi was R10’s childhood friend?

He Nian’s heart jolted, and he instantly panicked. Why hadn’t he received this information?

“But it’s normal; he has no friends with that kind of personality.”

Song Yu put his military knife back into his leg pouch: “Rest up and let’s go.”

“Mhm, mhm.” He Nian got up and followed.

Although Song Yu believed his identity, he still felt something was off, everything was off.

---

Dusk was approaching. As they were about to cross the rainforest, they encountered a wave of spiders.

White-footed spiders were covered in black fur, with only a white circle at the base of their pedipalps.

Unmutated white-footed spiders were only twice the size of ants, but in the Class 3 danger zone, they were over two meters long.

Their fur was poisonous, and they were very aggressive.

Qin Luo recoiled, his face pale, shaking his head: “No, I can’t do spiders!”

Liu Hong pulled him back: “Are you a man?! If you are, come here and just get to it!”

As the two struggled, a white-footed spider was cut in half at the waist.

He Nian flipped and landed, his military knife continuing to swing at another pouncing spider.

Old Bai whistled: “Whoa, that’s a neat move.”

Chen Chen: “That’s pretty good for an omega.”

On the live stream, from the moment He Nian appeared, discussions about his background began. When he gained Rong Shi and Song Yu’s attention, a wave of sour comments flooded in. Then, when he showed his strength, the mood shifted again, and people began showering him with praise, with some even starting to ship CP.

He Nian was not in good physical shape. He had intended to show off a bit to deepen Song Yu’s impression of him.

As long as Song Yu believed he was R10, Song Yu definitely wouldn’t stand by.

But the current situation left He Nian baffled.

Song Yu truly just stood there watching, with no intention of helping at all.

He Nian brought his knife down, and a spider, with three legs severed, rolled frantically on the ground.

He tilted his head to Song Yu: “If we don’t deal with them soon, more white-footed spiders might appear.”

Song Yu: “This many isn’t even enough to get stuck in your teeth, right? I won’t compete with you. Go for it.”

This many? He Nian’s glance swept over a dense, dark mass!

Was R10’s actual combat power that strong?

After finally dealing with the white-footed spiders, He Nian leaned against a tree trunk, reeking of stench, almost unable to stand.

Song Yu walked over: “Bunny, how are you?”

He Nian wanted to gasp for air but was afraid of giving himself away, so he could only breathe in tiny gasps.

“I-I’m fine, just a little tired.”

As he spoke, he raised his hand, ready to be helped, but Song Yu remained indifferent.

“Oh, well, you rest for a bit and then catch up. You smell too bad for me to tolerate. Wash up as soon as we reach a place with water.”

He Nian: “…Okay.”

Is this how R10 and His Highness interact?

Or was he not playing his role well, and His Highness wasn’t very satisfied with him, “R10”? Did the facade break?

---

In the evening, they found a suitable spot to set up camp.

Others were preparing the site. Rong Shi sat by the stream, watching Song Yu fill his canteen.

“You know he’s not, but you’re still playing along?”

Song Yu: “He is, why wouldn’t he be?”

Rong Shi: “He doesn’t even recognize me.”

Song Yu: “Then you must be lying to me. How could Bunny be so cute and lie?”

Rong Shi was exasperated.

“Don’t deceive yourself. Do you really believe it’s him?”

Song Yu pressed the purification button and scoffed: “If he’s not, then are you?”

Rong Shi was about to speak when he heard Song Yu add: “Whether he is or not, you’re definitely not.”

Rong Shi: “…”

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Author’s Note:

Rong Bunny: I accidentally sealed my alternate identity. How do I reveal it correctly without being beaten to death by my wife?

Song Cat: Wife has turned dark. Prepare to die obediently.

Rong Bunny: QuQ