Chapter 33: Seriously Tired of Dealing with This Short-Circuited Wolf
Thanks to the history book, I finally don’t have trouble sleeping anymore! Even if Mo Ming holds my hand while I sleep, I can sleep soundly.
“Ugh! Ugh—” Early in the morning, the sound of vomiting came again. Mo Ming and I immediately opened the door to see Qing Ming, Xiao Nuo, and Mao Mao already gathered outside Jiang Yan’s door.
“Senior Jiang Yan is having morning sickness again!” I also went over, and Mo Ming peeked over my shoulder. Inside the open bathroom, Senior Jiang Yan was hugging the sink and throwing up.
Mao Mao nudged me, urging me to go in. As I was about to enter, Mo Ming firmly pressed down on my shoulder.Mo Ming’s emerald green eyes stared intently into the roo
m: “Don’t go in, it’s dangerous.”
“So…” Xiao Nuo, holding Xiao Bai, spoke gloomily by the door, “we’re just going to leave Jiang Yan to die…”
Mo Ming was taken aback, and Qing Ming was also staring at him disapprovingly.
I patted Mo Ming’s hand on my shoulder: “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”
“Ugh—” Jiang Yan’s dry heaving came again, making one worry just by listening.
I stepped out from in front of Mo Ming. He tried to follow me in, but Mao Mao grabbed his arm. I cautiously entered Jiang Yan’s bathroom and asked softly, “Are you… pregnant again? With Xuan Yuan Chen’s child?”
Jiang Yan held onto the sink, catching his breath for a moment. Then, he turned and gave me a resentful look. Instantly, I saw that familiar, ashen face!
Senior Jiang Yan had returned to his original form! Ashen complexion, light green eyes, and lackluster short hair. He was utterly devoid of charm from head to toe! However, I liked him better this way!
“Senior Jiang Yan, you’re back!” I threw myself onto his back. My weight made him stumble, and his face almost plunged into the sink. I steadied him by his shoulders and jumped to his side, grinning at him, “Why are you still vomiting even after changing back?”
Senior Jiang Yan turned to me again, his face gloomy as he glared at me: “It’s all your fault. Your blood is too pure. My current body can’t handle dog blood.”
I gave a mischievous smile and extended my arm in front of him, slowly pulling back my sleeve to reveal my fair arm: “Do you need a little… supplement?”
He supported himself against the sink, his gaze fixed on my arm. After coming to the Immortal Realm, influenced by the immortal energy, my skin had become fair and translucent. On my snow-white skin, my pulsing veins were clearly visible.
He kept looking, kept looking. I grinned at him mischievously. His breathing became rapid, pained. But he still furrowed his brow, lowered his face, and said with a dry, hoarse throat, “You’re really going to be the death of me.”
“Heh…”
“Slap!” He swatted my hand away hard, reached up to open the small cabinet above, and took out the vial of condensed dew.
I looked at the vial: “Oh yeah, you did pack it. This bottle is nice, how much can it hold?”
“An ocean,” he said casually, then opened the bottle and poured a drop into the dog blood beside him, mixed it, and immediately sucked it in. I stared blankly at him: “Senior Jiang Yan, you really don’t need to be so frugal!”
He glared at me while sucking from the blood bag. I was in no mood to joke around with him. He put the bottle away, took a deep breath of the blood, and exhaled long and slow: “Phew… Much better…”
I kept looking at him. How could such a good senior kill his own companions? Even enduring his own pain, he wouldn’t hurt me in the slightest. There must be some hidden truth about what happened back then.
“How are you…” Si Yi Nuo and the others stood at the doorway. Jiang Yan slowly recovered: “I’m okay.”
“Then we… won’t go to class either. We’ll stay with you,” Si Yi Nuo said from behind Xiao Bai.
“Mm-hmm!” Qing Ming’s eyes were also filled with concern for Jiang Yan.
Mao Mao clasped his hands to his chest: “Senior Jiang Yan…”
Jiang Yan smiled and reached out to hug all three of them: “Thank you. I’m sorry for worrying you.”
I lowered my head. It was all my fault. I was showing off unnecessarily. If I hadn’t gone to save Senior Feng Ling Can, he wouldn’t have been injured. If he hadn’t been injured, Senior Jiang Yan wouldn’t have sucked my blood, and he wouldn’t be in so much pain when he sucked dog blood.
So, I also wanted to stay and accompany Senior Jiang Yan. Because our Wastewood House is a home, and we are each other’s family. We advance and retreat together, and none of us are dispensable.
The legend of the Oxygen Man gradually faded away, just like the news about me, slowly disappearing from the Immortal Realm’s attention. Xuan Yuan Chen didn’t lie to me, Fu Su really didn’t make a move!
Ha, as expected, sons still need their parents to manage them.
According to the “History of the Gods,” our world is currently ruled by the second-generation gods, and the ones around me now are the third-generation gods. They are currently preparing to enter the transition phase between the second and third generations, meaning the second-generation gods are preparing to create new worlds, and the third-generation gods will take over this world.
It’s hard to imagine what it would be like if Fu Su took over. Would he create natural disasters and man-made calamities just to amuse himself with humans? That guy is definitely capable of it.
Skipping classes seemed to be commonplace for the members of Waste (Useless) House. If they said they weren’t going, they really didn’t go. The academy didn’t say anything either. Even Hei Yang didn’t show up, as if he had completely given up on them, letting them fend for themselves, just watching their credits drop.
But strangely, my credits weren’t deducted, but instead kept increasing. Jiang Yan, the walking encyclopedia of the Six Realms, told me it was because I was studying, and studying didn’t require going to the classroom.
No wonder my credits weren’t dropping.
Credits can be viewed on the phone, and there’s even a ranking for the entire Immortal Realm. The top ten are always members of the Royal Palace, and their scores are so high, just like the scores of those top players in online game arenas, you can never catch up.
Among the top ten, I also saw the name Qi Yuan William. I looked outside the door; Mao Mao had gone back to his room to sleep. I gently closed the door, holding my phone and asking Mo Ming, who was playing Go by himself on the floor: “Mo Ming, who is Qi Yuan/ William?”
Mo Ming’s hand holding a black piece paused slightly, but he continued playing without looking at the phone: “I don’t know.”
I sat across from him and raised an eyebrow at him: “You… don’t know? Or are you worried that I’m interested in William and he’ll steal your master from you?”
His hand stiffened, and the Go piece “clattered” onto the board. He blinked, sat up straight, and his emerald eyes became imposing: “No one can steal Mo Ming’s master!”
“Then why are you pretending not to know?” I crossed my arms. I had already seen through what he was thinking.
He blinked and said nothing.
I narrowed my eyes and pointed at him: “Who said they wouldn’t lie to me?”
He blinked and looked away, turning his face to the side, taking a deep breath, then turning back with a serious expression: “Yes, I pretended not to know. Your interest in him made me a little panicked!”
“Ha! I knew it!” I glared at him in exasperation. He pursed his lips, lowered his head slightly. I extended my left hand, palm up: “I’ve already made a contract with you, what are you still worried about?”
“Today is the last day, and also the most crucial day. Any change is possible.”
“You’re the most powerful wolf god, have some confidence, okay?”
“I don’t know why, but I become unconfident in front of you.”
“Why?”
“I’m afraid you’ll abandon me.” He raised his face, his emerald gaze falling on mine. I was taken aback, feeling a bit awkward under his intense stare. I turned my face slightly.
“You’re avoiding my gaze…” He lowered his face dejectedly. “You still don’t want me!”
I facepalmed: “Why are you acting like a girl? I’m avoiding your gaze because I’m embarrassed.”
“Why are you embarrassed?”
“Wouldn’t you be embarrassed if a guy stared at you?”
“I’d punch him.”
“…Okay, I used the wrong analogy. Wouldn’t you be embarrassed if a girl stared at you?”
“That would indeed be a bit embarrassing.”
“So, I’m also embarrassed when you stare at me!”
“But my mission is to keep you within my sight.”
I raised my hand: “Stop! Let’s not talk about this anymore.”
“You’re still avoiding me!”
I’m going all out!
I turned directly back to face him, grabbed his shoulders, leaned closer, and started staring at him. He immediately froze, his emerald eyes staring blankly at my face. I continued to stare at him: “How do you feel?”
“My heart is beating a little fast,” he answered honestly.
Geez, this is too ambiguous.
“Anything else?”
“Also…”
His face flushed red, and the wolf ears on his head twitched. Suddenly, I saw blood slowly trickling from his nose. I looked at his nose in surprise: “You’re having a nosebleed!”
“Really?” He calmly and matter-of-factly wiped it away with his sleeve. “It’s my time of the month.”
“What?!” I immediately let go of him and backed away. “Don’t wolves go into heat in the spring?”
“Heat?” He froze, his face instantly turning crimson, but his expression remained serious. “We’re wolf gods, we don’t go into heat.”
“Then what do you mean by ‘time of the month’?” I looked him up and down.
He looked at me calmly: “It’s because the weather is getting colder. When the weather turns cold, our body temperature rises even more, and our blood circulates faster. So, do you want to sleep with me in the winter?”
“No!” I waved my hand. “The house has temperature control.”
He blinked and looked away: “That’s true.”
“Ha! You’re avoiding my gaze too!” I finally caught him.
He froze and continued to turn away: “I feel very embarrassed that you saw me having a nosebleed.”
“Exactly! It’s embarrassing! You’re a guy, and I’m at least a girl. It’s not normal if we’re not embarrassed being alone together, okay?! Phew!” I facepalmed, finally explaining it clearly to this silly wolf.
“I see.” He stood up. I looked at him: “What are you doing?”
“To avoid embarrassment, I’ll go to bed first.” He climbed onto the bed and lay down stiffly.
Dude! We’ve already slept together for six days, okay?! Did you just remember to be embarrassed today?! I facepalmed and stood up, feeling mentally exhausted as I walked out. He immediately sat up from the bed: “Where are you going?!”
“I’m getting some milk.”
“I’ll go with you!”
“No need!”
“What if there’s danger?”
“This is Waste House, okay?! The most dangerous person here is you, lying in my bed!”
He froze. I immediately snapped: “Go back and lie down! Don’t get up!”
“Oh.” He lay down stiffly. I opened the door, feeling suffocated, shook my head, and left.
I took a bottle of milk from the food ordering cabinet, opened the front door, and sat on the steps outside, drinking the milk. Talking so much with Mo Ming was truly tiring. Eh? After talking for so long, we still didn’t clarify the matter of William!
Facepalming, exhausted. I shouldn’t have asked Mo Ming. I’m so stupid.
