TYMIMA Chapter 95

Lance didn’t rashly borrow the outer god’s eyes, because that guy had been fooled once and wouldn’t be easy to deceive again in the short term.

 

He had to use the outer god when it was most needed.

 

So he didn’t know where Li Bang actually was or whether he would target Ghost Eye Guild and High Tower Guild. He was just very cautious, communicating with Adrian in niche languages, even switching languages back and forth to discuss tomorrow’s bidding.

 

Adrian’s idea was for High Tower Guild to win this bid and sign a contract with the Tasman Pirate Nation.

 

After High Tower signed the contract, they would publicly sign a purchase contract with Ghost Eye Guild on the grounds of tight production capacity.

 

Anyway, Tasman would only agree with the winning bidder on when to deliver goods, but had no authority to manage where the goods came from.

 

This would invisibly turn it into cooperation between Tasman and both guilds.

 

And the king would naturally acquiesce to this operation and find ways to summon representatives from both guilds.

 

Lance thought it was feasible.

 

Li Bang initially pulled out translation software trying to salvage the situation, but Lance and Adrian spoke too fast, and they wouldn’t stick to one language. By the time the software finally detected what language they were speaking, they had already switched to the next one.

 

He inquired whether anyone in his contacts knew Astanfa or Restricted Zone Official Language so he could record audio, but neither the obscure scientific academic language nor the niche upper-class pretentious official language were things Li Bang’s network would learn.

 

Finally, Li Bang gave up completely.

 

He crouched on the carpet in despair, forcing himself to listen to an hour of gibberish without making a sound.

 

Finally, when he was starting to doze off, Lance and Adrian finished their third cup of coffee and ended their conversation.

 

Adrian finally switched to common language: “Go inform… your Alpha.”

 

Referring to Zhan Pingchuan like a stranger was still somewhat uncomfortable for Adrian, but fortunately Lance didn’t suspect anything.

 

“Alright.” Lance agreed while helping Adrian open the door.

 

Li Bang’s eyes lit up as he finally found the right opportunity to slip out.

 

After Adrian left, Lance and Wu Peng exchanged glances, and Wu Peng immediately nodded.

 

When he saw Chen Shun’an wearing the black shirt, Wu Peng had promptly sent the message to the group chat where both guilds were.

 

They didn’t get along well, so the group only had a few sparse records—

 

【Fulunla invited you to join the group chat. Other participants include: Queen Lan Qi, Lily Wants to Enter Star University, Liao Wuliang is an Honest Person, Little Red Fox Raising Expert, Wu Peng, Mudeli, Adrian, Lance】

 

【Queen Lan Qi changed the group name to [High Tower Ghost Eye Temporary Joint Rescue Group]】

 

【Mudeli changed the group name to [Ghost Eye High Tower Temporary Joint Rescue Group]】

 

【Lily Wants to Enter Star University changed the group name to [Happy Underwater RT-Mart Fish Killing Trip]】

 

【Fulunla changed the group name to [Stop Changing the Group Name!]】

 

【Liao Wuliang is an Honest Person changed the group name to [High Tower Liao Wuliang]】

 

【Liao Wuliang is an Honest Person: Sorry, I misread.】

 

【Liao Wuliang is an Honest Person changed the group name to [You Guys Decide]】

 

【Adrian: ……】

 

【Lance changed the group name to [An Ordinary Group]】

 

【Little Red Fox Raising Expert: This one, no more changes allowed.】

 

……

 

【Wu Peng: [Black Shirt].jpg】

 

【Queen Lan Qi: get】

 

Li Bang came out of Lance’s room feeling unlucky.

 

In his phone, he received diligent greetings from the two spies monitoring Chen Shun’an.

 

“Captain, have you already boarded? Your room is prepared, and your favorite food is still hot.”

 

“Captain, is His Highness still well? We deeply miss the days of protecting His Highness. When will this mission end? After the wedding?”

 

“Captain, you must be tired from the journey. We won’t disturb you too much.”

 

Li Bang glanced contemptuously at these hypocritical words, too lazy to respond, and set the messages to do not disturb.

 

He wasn’t willing to accept this eavesdropping failure. People couldn’t communicate in foreign languages all the time—they would eventually leak useful information.

 

Just then, Li Bang saw the young red-haired omega from the room come out.

 

The sunlight was gradually slanting westward, the sea surface looked like it had been splashed with rich orange paint, the water temperature slowly dropped, and the wealthy people playing in the shoal groups were being picked up one by one and brought back to the ship.

 

The omega looked down at his phone, then walked along the fifteenth floor deck, stepped up the stairs, and headed toward the upper-level SPA room.

 

Li Bang followed as if possessed.

 

When he reached the VIP area, he discovered a tall, long-legged alpha with excellent proportions was already waiting there.

 

This alpha wore a smile, dressed wildly and unrestrained, with half-cut highlights still in his black hair and two turquoise earrings hanging from his ears.

 

Even though this outfit was enough to diminish his natural looks, standing there, he was still outstandingly handsome.

 

Li Bang looked down at his own body, which had become flat and thin from years of shuttling through narrow coral crevices, and couldn’t help feeling intense jealousy.

 

If he also had such a good physique, he wouldn’t need to find comfort by peeping at omegas bathing.

 

Li Bang was about to deceive himself by turning away and not giving this same-sex competitor any attention, when he saw the red-haired omega quicken his steps and throw himself into the alpha’s arms.

 

The alpha easily lifted him with one hand, stroking his long red hair while letting the omega wrap his arms around his neck.

 

“Fuck!” Li Bang cursed silently.

 

Sure enough, such premium omegas were all pursued by pretty boys with only looks.

 

Li Bang felt bored and was about to turn around to find Adrian when he heard the alpha ask: “Can Adrian…?”

 

Hearing Adrian’s name, Li Bang stopped and held his breath, continuing to eavesdrop.

 

Lance shook his head.

 

Zhan Pingchuan raised an eyebrow. There were two possibilities: either Li Bang hadn’t appeared near Adrian yet, or Li Bang’s ability indeed had a buff that even an S-level as strong as Adrian couldn’t see through.

 

If it was the second possibility, they really had to be extremely careful.

 

In case Li Bang was hiding behind someone watching, even sending messages in the group had to be done through hints.

 

“I have something to tell you,” Lance said.

 

Zhan Pingchuan understood: “I know.”

 

But Zhan Pingchuan didn’t know that many foreign languages, so for Lance to inform Zhan Pingchuan of the results discussed with Adrian, the only quick and convenient method was to rely on his and Zhan Pingchuan’s extremely high pheromone compatibility to enter each other’s Spirit Realm systems.

 

Li Bang’s curiosity was piqued. He carefully moved closer, trying hard to eavesdrop on what Lance was saying.

 

Lance spoke: “I want to enter your Spirit Realm system. Is that okay?”

 

Li Bang: “……”

 

He stared at Lance with dead eyes, having already cursed countless times in his heart.

 

Only highly compatible AOs could enter each other’s Spirit Realm systems, and two people entering the deepest part of one’s soul probably weren’t there to discuss science, philosophy, peace, and other clean topics. They would often engage in some unspeakable primal activities to experience this incomparable spiritual trembling.

 

So Lance’s sentence was almost equivalent to—

 

Can I enter your consciousness and make crazy love with you?

 

Zhan Pingchuan very righteously didn’t think dirty thoughts, though the little fox was always so shocking with his words.

 

He understood Lance’s meaning—in the Spirit Realm system they could communicate through consciousness without leaking any secrets.

 

It’s just that his Spirit Realm system seemed like it had been bombed by nuclear weapons, with hideous blood red everywhere.

 

What if his wife thought his S-level Spirit Realm system was a luxurious grand estate, but he actually only had a crime scene?

 

“Baby, how about I enter your Spirit Realm system instead?” Zhan Pingchuan kissed Lance’s moist red lips.

 

Li Bang glared furiously, sourness almost overflowing from his internal organs.

 

Fuck your grandfather!

 

Zhan Pingchuan’s sentence was tantamount to saying, let’s go make love in your consciousness instead—it’ll be more exciting.

 

Lance frowned slightly.

 

His Spirit Realm system had the outer god’s phantom presence. Once Zhan Pingchuan entered, it might very well anger that sleeping thing and cause harm to Zhan Pingchuan.

 

Even if the outer god didn’t wake up, his Spirit Realm system only had endless black—black to the point of despair.

 

“Let’s go to yours instead.”

 

“I’m afraid you won’t like my style.”

 

“It’s fine. I like any style, as long as it’s yours.”

 

“Baby, its color is a bit monotonous,” Zhan Pingchuan said euphemistically.

 

Lance: “Mine is also very monotonous, and not bright or pretty.”

 

“Don’t say that about yourself, baby. Your Spirit Realm system must be the clearest and cleanest.”

 

“You don’t need to comfort me. I’m used to it, so let’s go to yours.”

 

“……Mine might have a bit of a suspenseful, cold style. I don’t know if you can accept it.”

 

“It’s fine.” Lance thought: How cold could it be compared to his own horror and absurdity?

 

“Good baby, why don’t you reconsider?”

 

“Husband, don’t you want to let me in?” Lance used his trump card, tilting his head to ask back.

 

“Of course not… you win.” Zhan Pingchuan laughed helplessly. He pulled Lance to sit on his lap, gently stroking Lance’s back while releasing soothing pheromones and coaxing, “Then hold onto me tight later, don’t be afraid.”

 

Li Bang wished he could immediately reveal himself and angrily spray this shameless little couple.

 

I’m carrying Prince Selarl’s great cause, working hard to investigate invisibly, and it’s to listen to you two discuss where to make love?

 

At this moment, Lance was already kneeling on Zhan Pingchuan’s lap, lying against Zhan Pingchuan’s shoulder.

 

Entering someone else’s Spirit Realm system definitely couldn’t be done by force. Moral little couples knew they had to do foreplay, to let the other’s pheromones fully relax and become excited, accepting their arrival.

 

Today was entering Zhan Pingchuan’s Spirit Realm space, so Lance enthusiastically extended his tongue tip, licking Zhan Pingchuan’s gland ambiguously and lingeringly.

 

Alpha glands weren’t as delicate and fragile as omegas’—they were more like muscles hidden under the skin, full of elasticity.

 

Lance soon tasted the bitter fragrance of gentian pheromones. The bitterness made him retract his tongue tip, and he immediately released star magnolia pheromones to entangle with it.

 

That small patch of skin was soon licked wet, glistening brightly under the afterglow of sunset, dazzling to the eyes.

 

Zhan Pingchuan’s breathing gradually deepened. His fingers threaded through Lance’s red hair, caressing his thin, smooth back.

 

The cruise ship set sail again. The suddenly changed course made the sunset change direction too, with scattered light spots flashing past Zhan Pingchuan’s eyelashes.

 

He gently pinched the soft gland on the thin collar, indulgently and dotingly saying: “Come on, little fox.”

 

Lance arched his back, enduring waves of rising restlessness, closed his eyes, concentrated his consciousness, and entered Zhan Pingchuan’s Spirit Realm system.

 

The gentian pheromones indeed accepted him. He felt a wonderful shuttling—the warmth of his soul being caressed and the peace of being embraced.

 

Then he felt a slightly cool wind. His feet touched something solid, and rich colors reflected through his eyelids onto his pupils, seeming like sunset orange-red.

 

He suddenly opened his eyes just as a red wave crashed. He swayed and nearly fell off the reef.

 

Zhan Pingchuan quickly embraced him: “Careful.”

 

Only then did Lance truly see Zhan Pingchuan’s Spirit Realm system clearly.

 

There was indeed a sun here, but not a setting sun—rather a cold, indifferent red sun wrapped in blood-colored mist.

 

The mist was dense, pervading the entire sea area. Wind couldn’t disperse it, sunlight couldn’t dissolve it, so even the seawater showed a cold red color.

 

Besides that, there were the reefs under his feet and behind him, layer upon layer of bare mountain ranges with hideous cracks.

 

There was no green life here, no birdsong or flower fragrance—only endless desolation and spreading blood red.

 

If there really was a hell in this world, it would probably look like this.

 

“How could this be…” Lance was stunned.

 

But Zhan Pingchuan was already used to it, so he embraced him, pressing against his back, letting him truly feel body temperature and heartbeat: “Scared? I was also scared the first time I entered after awakening, but besides looking terrifying, other functions aren’t affected. Maybe it’s from hitting my head as a child.”

 

Lance had been tormented by the outer god since childhood, so naturally he wouldn’t be scared by this scene. It’s just that he found it hard to accept that such a Spirit Realm system belonged to his happy, carefree little wolf cub.

 

Lance walked toward those cracked mountain walls. They seemed to have been forcibly torn apart, but what person would have such great power to tear so many fractures in the mountain walls?

 

Lance raised his hand, wanting to touch them, but suddenly felt palpitations that made him instinctively retreat, not daring to approach or peek at the secrets behind the mountain walls.

 

“Can’t go in. That place doesn’t allow me to enter,” Zhan Pingchuan held Lance’s cold hand, saying casually.

 

But Lance still stared at those fractures. He didn’t know why he was so fixated, but when he came to his senses, he tasted something salty in his mouth.

 

He felt sad, so he began to question himself internally about the reason for his sadness, but he quickly discovered that the reason he found wasn’t enough to support such heavy grief.

 

He seemed to have inexplicably fallen into this suffocating emotion.

 

At some point, the outer god awakened from slumber. He looked through Lance’s eyes at the scene before him.

 

“Ndozi.” (Trauma)

 

“Hic periti pluribus ebe Ndozi.” (This place has experienced multiple devastating traumas)

 

“Ndi……” (Strange)

 

An eighteen-year-old S-level powerhouse who had never experienced any disasters couldn’t possibly possess these traumas.

 

But before Lance could digest the outer god’s words, that bastard indifferently closed his eyes, retreating into profound darkness to continue sleeping.

 

Any human other than the conduit was worthless to Him—after all, He only had this one conduit.

 

“Why are you crying?” Zhan Pingchuan gently wiped away the tear tracks at Lance’s eye corners, deliberately teasing: “You’re probably the first omega to cry sadly in an alpha’s Spirit Realm system. Baby is truly unique.”

 

Lance didn’t know how to explain his emotions either. He could only curl himself into Zhan Pingchuan’s embrace, burying his head in Zhan Pingchuan’s neck.

 

He suddenly wished he could press every inch of his skin against Zhan Pingchuan’s, to feel this person’s existence, to feel this person’s steady heartbeat and vigorous life.

 

Zhan Pingchuan sensed Lance’s attachment, so he quickly lifted the little fox ball and held him back on the reef.

 

He patted Lance’s back, joking: “What’s there to be sad about? At worst, I’ll find time to fix it up.” Actually, it was like trying to make bricks without straw—he really couldn’t fix it.

 

But Lance curled up even tighter, deeply inhaling his scent through his nose, rubbing all the moisture from his eyelashes onto his Adam’s apple.

 

So inevitably, their clothes began to become transparent.

 

The Spirit Realm system was, after all, a place where consciousness existed. Here, clothes were also controlled by consciousness. When Zhan Pingchuan’s mind was full of the message Adrian wanted to convey, they naturally wore their real-world clothes.

 

But when Lance suddenly cried and acted clingy, it was hard for Zhan Pingchuan to control his thoughts from wavering.

 

“Baby…” Zhan Pingchuan helplessly pinched his brow. The scene before him was probably what they called “holding a lute while half-hiding her face.” He cursed himself for being no good while trying to use Lance’s flowing red hair to cover his fair, smooth back.

 

Lance felt cool on his body, with wind blowing, so he stopped crying and looked down.

 

His clothes had become transparent to the point of almost disappearing. Only his reddish-brown long hair draped over his spine and arm curves. His calves pressed against the pitch-black reef, his arches stretched straight. Zhan Pingchuan’s hands thoughtfully supported his knee hollows, preventing his knees from bearing weight and scraping his skin.

 

He didn’t blame the little wolf cub for his romantic imagination, because this still wasn’t enough to fill the sudden huge emptiness and helplessness in his heart.

 

He turned back, looking at Zhan Pingchuan with watery eyes.

 

“Student Zhan, how do other omegas cry in alphas’ Spirit Realm systems?”

 

Zhan Pingchuan’s nerves trembled, his Adam’s apple rolling hard.

 

Lance pulled Zhan Pingchuan’s hand, moving it up along his skin until it touched the hair ends hanging at his tailbone: “I want to cry like that too.”

 

Zhan Pingchuan suddenly took his soft gasping tail note into his mouth.

 

The next second, Zhan Pingchuan spread the little fox ball’s limbs to a degree where any territory could be clearly seen.

 

Clothes completely disappeared. Red waves suddenly surged, crashing onto the reef, using buoyancy to support part of the body’s weight.

 

Lance faced away from the huge crack in the mountain wall. Under the never-setting red sun, wearing gauze made of red mist, he was intoxicated in the reassuring impact.

 

After a long while, Lance shook off his damp long hair, lovingly caressing the little wolf cub’s Adam’s apple, kissing his indulgent gaze, murmuring: “I’ll help you rebuild this place together.”

 

When the two withdrew from the Spirit Realm system, the sky had already darkened.

 

In the real world, they were just pillowed on the sofa bed in the SPA room, sleeping in each other’s arms. No one knew how crazy the possession in the Spirit Realm system had been.

 

Lance opened his eyes. That blood-colored scene was still vivid in his mind.

 

So why would there be trauma, Zhan Pingchuan?

 

Zhan Pingchuan also opened his eyes. Making love in the Spirit Realm system didn’t make one feel tired—instead, there was an indescribable spiritual joy.

 

For the first time, he felt that place was no longer full of death and coldness. It had accepted Lance, merged with Lance’s scent, caressed Lance’s skin, and from then on had endless vitality.

 

“Baby, you worked hard.”

 

Lance shook his head, still gently caressing Zhan Pingchuan’s eyes, nose bridge, and Adam’s apple as before, feeling the little wolf cub’s vigorous vitality and endless sunshine and happiness.

 

“Not hard at all.”

 

Li Bang glared gloomily at this outrageous little couple.

 

Who the hell was working hard?!

 

During the time they hid in the Spirit Realm system for happiness, Li Bang had countless times hoped they would utter a word or two of sleep talk, but unfortunately, not a single word.

 

They were truly fucking pure happiness.

 

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T/N: Everyone, Happy New Year (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

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