EDEH Chapter 75

Military boots clicked on the cold concrete, black leather gloves following a parabolic arc into the trash can, revealing slender fingers with faint teeth marks.

 

Five fingers, five bite marks, perfectly even.

 

Zhang Min caught up with Huo Yanji’s pace: “The Speaker is throwing things around, saying he must see you for an explanation.”

 

Although the proposal to dissolve the Supervisor Organization had been submitted long ago, it hadn’t been approved. Not to mention other safe zone higher-ups, even the underground city didn’t know the news yet.

 

But in this situation, Huo Yanji had acted first and reported later, announcing this result to the people.

 

Now they had to agree whether they wanted to or not – as mentioned before, what’s done is done.

 

Huo Yanji entered the elevator, saying flatly: “They used to love manipulating public opinion so much. Now they’re angry when they get outplayed like this – they should cultivate their temper more.”

 

Zhang Min smiled, no longer mentioning the unpleasant councilors, instead saying: “Deputy Song sent word that the wilderness aid station has officially been completed and requests that you name it.”

 

Huo Yanji said: “Let him think of it himself.”

 

Zhang Min said: “Yes.”

 

Once the wilderness aid station operated smoothly, it would definitely have profound positive effects and leave indispensable contributions to posterity.

 

Though thinking somewhat far ahead, Governor Matthews’ community as the first station of the wilderness aid station was undeniably important.

 

As the proposer of this plan, Huo Yanji held the greatest credit and should rightfully name it.

 

Humans have always been this way since ancient times – passionate and persistent about naming rights. For example, buildings with profound history, amazing scientific phenomena, or newly discovered planets in space – naming rights belong to the discoverer or creator.

 

Most people in the world find it difficult to leave traces in the long river of history, because individual lifespans are limited, and most people’s contributions to historical progress aren’t enough to leave marks.

 

But buildings, scientific theories, planets… these things have very long lifespans, even approaching eternity. After naming them, whenever future generations mention these things, they’ll think of people from the past.

 

Just like the Supreme Council’s Dawn Plan did indeed advance historical progress. Perhaps the first generation of councilors was purely for humanity’s future, but by Zom’s generation, they only wanted to leave their own glorious image in history.

 

However, Huo Yanji wasn’t very interested in these things. Right now he wanted more to return to the office and play with a certain tail.

 

Zhang Min tactfully withdrew: “Sir, I’ll block anyone who wants to see you if it’s not urgent.”

 

Huo Yanji acknowledged: “You’ve worked hard during this period.”

 

Zhang Min stood in place, watching Huo Yanji’s departing figure – tall and sharp. But the moment he opened the office door, the tension that had been taut for many years instantly dissipated.

 

A tail wrapped around the powerful waist encased in military uniform, quickly pulling him into the office, like some unspeakable affair.

 

Zhang Min lowered his head and smiled, turning to leave.

 

Sang Jue looked at Huo Yanji’s face: “You’re in such a good mood.”

 

Huo Yanji hummed: “Finally did something I’ve wanted to do for many years. Very satisfying.”

 

Huo Yanji’s external image had always been restrained and indifferent. The words “very satisfying” seemed naturally incompatible with his mindset.

 

The landline phone on the desk rang incessantly, as did the communicator. Except for supervisors, most higher-ups were kept in the dark and had no idea Huo Yanji would pull today’s stunt.

 

Now whether they agreed or were confused, they all wanted to ask for clarification.

 

Huo Yanji didn’t answer any of them, directly removing his earpiece.

 

Wearing a wireless earpiece constantly wasn’t comfortable – Huo Yanji had a deep red mark above his ear, the result of accumulated wear.

 

Sang Jue looked for a moment, then directly used his mouth.

 

“…Sang Jue.”

 

Sang Jue turned a deaf ear, biting Huo Yanji’s ear and grinding with his teeth.

 

Very vigorously.

 

The sharp fangs smoothed away the numbness there, creating a tingling sensation, and something else hard to describe…

 

Sang Jue mumbled: “Don’t move… if I bite through, I’ll contaminate you.”

 

Huo Yanji sat on the sofa with Sang Jue collapsed boneless in his arms, pressed very tightly. To bite his ear, he had to strain to lift his head.

 

“Little rascal.” Huo Yanji said flatly. “You’ve learned to threaten people.”

 

“What… does that mean?”

 

The little rascal didn’t understand what “little rascal” meant. The little rascal just wanted to be clingy, biting here and there. His fangs applied a bit more pressure, demonstrating an even fiercer threat.

 

Ji Ji was good to bite everywhere, very fragrant – he wanted to eat him up.

 

Huo Yanji rarely relaxed his upright spine, holding Sang Jue’s waist: “Really like eating gems the most?”

 

Sang Jue took a moment to understand, releasing the ear tip covered in bite marks and thinking carefully: “I don’t want to eat other people, I just want to eat you.”

 

He bit his red lips, looking somewhat ‘aggrieved’: “But if I eat you, you won’t exist anymore.”

 

Only the physical body would remain, because he could become Huo Yanji.

 

Ordinary people facing a non-human, unknown ‘monster’ who said in an innocent tone that they wanted to eat them would naturally feel some fear.

 

But Huo Yanji was the opposite. He gently caressed the slender waist, curving his lips: “There’s another way to eat.”

 

Sang Jue didn’t understand: “Raw eating changed to cooked eating?”

 

Huo Yanji let out a soft laugh, the indifference in his eyes dispersing considerably: “Either works. There are many ways to eat.”

 

Sang Jue hummed: “Then you’ll be in a lot of pain. It would be more comfortable to become a corpse and be eaten.”

 

Huo Yanji thought about it: “That’s not bad either.”

 

The little evil dragon’s mood became three parts more pleasant.

 

His wife really liked him a lot, even willing to be eaten by him, and even thinking of eating methods himself!

 

The two were completely on different frequencies, but both chatted in good spirits.

 

They each played their own games – his tail being held and played with by broad palms, his throat and ears being nibbled and ground by fangs.

 

“Beep beep—”

 

Huo Yanji said: “Your communicator is ringing.”

 

Sang Jue released his mouth and pressed his bracelet: “It’s Dr. Hill.”

 

Sang Jue answered and heard “long time no see” from the other end.

 

Huo Yanji’s eyes flickered slightly. This was Hill’s first time contacting Sang Jue since his ‘deviant’ identity was made public.

 

She was a smart person and a researcher. No matter how bizarre things were, she dared to make bold deductions…

 

Sang Jue lay in Huo Yanji’s arms, chatting casually with Hill.

 

Finally, Hill said: “If you have time, would you like to come see Mr. Karl? His remains are still here.”

 

Sang Jue hummed, and before he could answer, his tail was pinched.

 

He almost jumped up, glaring at Huo Yanji.

 

Huo Yanji looked at him with a completely calm expression, as if nothing had happened.

 

Wicked Ji Ji.

 

Hill didn’t hear an answer and considerately said: “It’s fine if you don’t have time.”

 

Sang Jue still liked Hill very much. Though they hadn’t met many times, she was always gentle, just like the doctor.

 

And Old Karl… if he were still alive, what would be his reaction to today’s situation?

 

Sang Jue instinctively felt that Old Karl would be on the rational side, but then suddenly remembered Old Karl’s son, who chose to evolve into a deviant at twenty because he admired Huo Feng, only to die in his first mission.

 

He was also a victim of the Dawn Plan, one of the most insignificant ones.

 

With Old Karl’s death, no one would remember that young man’s name anymore.

 

Thinking this way, Sang Jue suddenly understood the anger of those deviants very well.

 

He said to Hill: “Okay, I’ll go when I have time.”

 

Hill laughed: “Then goodbye.”

 

“Goodbye.”

 

Actually, Sang Jue had plenty of time, but things had been chaotic lately – he needed to stay with Huo Yanji.

 

Just as Hill hung up, another call came in.

 

Sang Jue instinctively looked at Huo Yanji.

 

Huo Yanji asked: “Huo Jiangmian?”

 

Sang Jue nodded.

 

Huo Yanji helped him answer: “What’s the matter?”

 

Huo Jiangmian wasn’t surprised to hear his voice – he had called Sang Jue because he couldn’t get through to Huo Yanji’s communicator.

 

He asked: “After saying all that, do you feel better?”

 

Sang Jue’s communicator was a bracelet style without an earpiece, so he could only hold his hand near Huo Yanji’s lips.

 

Huo Yanji said flatly: “Not bad.”

 

A sighing laugh came from the other end: “This reminds me of the past, when Bo Qing learned the truth. On one hand, he didn’t want to be a supervisor anymore, to become an accomplice of the Dawn Plan. On the other hand, he had to do it.”

 

If he wanted to do something, Bo Qing, who hadn’t passed genetic testing, only had the path of becoming a supervisor.

 

Huo Yanji lowered his eyes and said nothing.

 

Huo Jiangmian said: “If you face off against Ji Zhen…”

 

Huo Yanji said calmly: “Either she dies or I die, unless the rebels and safe zones stay out of each other’s way from now on.”

 

After a long while, Huo Jiangmian smiled and said: “You all keep moving forward.”

 

Only Huo Jiangmian remained forever in the past, in that despicable and crazy year.

 

When the communication ended, Huo Yanji lowered his eyes, paused for a long time, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, and placed a restrained kiss on the pale hand in front of him.

 

Sang Jue blinked, his face reddening.

 

He didn’t know why his face was red, but it just was.

 

He whispered: “It’s a bit ticklish.”

 

Huo Yanji pinched his hand: “Are you hungry? I’ll have someone bring food.”

 

Sang Jue: “I’m okay.”

 

While saying he was okay, his body honestly nodded.

 

Huo Yanji turned to pick up the communicator he had removed, contacting his subordinates. Until he hung up, the little evil dragon was still staring at his own hand.

 

Huo Yanji asked: “What’s wrong?”

 

Sang Jue looked up, saying sincerely: “I want you to kiss me again.”

 

Huo Yanji paused slightly.

 

He caressed Sang Jue’s nape, pulling him toward himself. Originally aimed at his lips, he changed direction midway, landing on his smooth forehead and staying there for a full ten seconds.

 

Sang Jue’s entire face visibly flushed pink, his ears and neck not spared, as if he’d been frozen in place, motionless, staring straight at Huo Yanji.

 

Huo Yanji deliberately asked: “Getting hot?”

 

Sang Jue said: “It’s my skin that wants to get hot on its own, not me.”

 

Huo Yanji said: “This shows that your body was releasing a lot of adrenaline just now.”

 

Sang Jue didn’t understand: “What’s that?”

 

“You really need to read more books.” Huo Yanji said: “Because that action just now excited your sympathetic nervous system, stimulating adrenaline secretion, causing blood vessel dilation and skin redness.”

 

Too technical – Sang Jue didn’t understand.

 

He only knew that Huo Yanji had just kissed him, even if it was on the forehead.

 

Sang Jue asked: “You don’t kiss my lips because you’re afraid of being contaminated by me?”

 

There was no concept of kissing in the animal kingdom. In the past, the two cats called Adam and Eve in the home planet laboratory would at most sniff each other’s breath and lick each other’s face fur.

 

But humans were different – humans loved to express affection through kissing.

 

However, before confirming he was 100% non-contaminating, it was understandable that Huo Yanji couldn’t take risks.

 

Huo Yanji called: “Sang Jue…”

 

Sang Jue interrupted him, saying: “You have to be good to me from now on.”

 

Huo Yanji didn’t catch the topic jump: “Was I not good to you before?”

 

Sang Jue thought about it: “You were good most of the time – but you have to be good all the time from now on.”

 

Huo Yanji raised an eyebrow, not knowing what the “not good” minority of times referred to.

 

He asked: “Why?”

 

“Because you can’t kiss someone…” Sang Jue corrected himself in time, “can’t kiss a dragon and then be bad to the dragon.”

 

This would make the dragon distressed.

 

“Distressed about what?” Huo Yanji asked.

 

“Distressed about whether to eat you up.” Sang Jue bared his sharp teeth in a fierce threat.

 

Huo Yanji lifted his chin, letting him bite his Adam’s apple.

 

Sang Jue even stuck out his tongue to lick, mumbling innocently: “You never take care of yourself each time. Will you explode?”

 

Huo Yanji: “…”

 

Actually, Huo Yanji was very busy. Dissolving the Supervisor Organization wasn’t something that could be finished with just an announcement – on the contrary, there were even more things to be busy with.

 

For example, specific reform policies needed to be implemented, specific deployments and future plans for supervisors needed to be arranged, new security departments to maintain order needed to be established, and even various legal provisions needed to be changed.

 

These were all things he had to handle.

 

But right now, he didn’t want to pay attention to the outside clamor.

 

He pressed down on Sang Jue’s flexible waist until there was no gap, whispering: “I’m tired of using my hands. How about using yours?”

 

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