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PTGWD Chapter 35: Authority

[Deer has finally...]

After a long day at the hospital and a night of “battles,” Fang Xingzhou was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

Lu Jianchuan came out of the shower and saw him lying on the bed in an awkward position, the blanket only covering half of his body. The beautiful curve of his back was bathed in a soft, golden light.

Lu Jianchuan smiled, kicked off his shoes, and walked barefoot to the bed. He leaned down, his nose slowly approaching… and then, starting from Fang Xingzhou’s forehead, he began to sniff quietly, like an animal, savoring the scent of his lover.

The fresh mint shampoo… the refreshing citrus body wash… the warm, intoxicating scent of blood seeping from his skin… the faint antiseptic smell from spending so much time at the hospital…. and…

And the lingering scent of their passionate night, still clinging to Fang Xingzhou’s unwashed body, making both Lu Jianchuan and the embryo inside him burn with excitement.

The belly bulged slightly. The embryo had performed exceptionally well at the hospital today and was still thrilled, rolling around wildly inside, trying to get another taste of the delicious “milk” it hadn’t had enough of tonight. Lu Jianchuan softly shushed it, whispering, “Don’t make a fuss.”

But “it” didn’t listen, continuing to thrash about.

It wasn’t until Lu Jianchuan quietly climbed into bed, slipped under the covers, and carefully pulled the sleeping person into his arms that the embryo seemed to understand something. It immediately calmed down, afraid of waking the other parent and missing out on a perfect opportunity.

Hunting was a monster’s instinct.

Even if it was just a tiny gestational sac.

Lu Jianchuan’s smile deepened as he enveloped Fang Xingzhou completely with his scent. He started by gently kissing his cool shoulder, then excitedly extended his human tongue, licking along the delicate skin, like a feline grooming its mate. From the shoulder to the collarbone, then to the ear, he savored the faint scent of blood emanating from deep within the skin. Even though he hadn’t actually tasted anything, he felt as if he were intoxicated, his pupils narrowing into slits and turning a strange golden-brown.

Fang Xingzhou was too tired to clean up.

But that was fine. As a considerate and responsible husband, Lu Jianchuan naturally wouldn’t let his wife worry about such trivial matters. He used his human tongue to lick the sweat from Fang Xingzhou’s cheeks, while under the covers, his tentacle-like tongue carefully cleaned up the remaining traces, savoring every bit of the deliciousness, unwilling to waste even a drop.

The man in his arms let out a soft, restless murmur.

Lu Jianchuan immediately whispered soothingly, “Sweetheart, go back to sleep. I’m just cleaning you up.”

Fang Xingzhou’s hand unconsciously gripped Lu Jianchuan’s hair, mumbling, “Don’t mess around… I’m tired.”

His tone sounded exactly like Lu Jianchuan’s when he had threatened the embryo earlier.

The little monster never listened well, and the big monster was clearly no different.

Lu Jianchuan gently stroked Fang Xingzhou’s back, whispering sweet nothings into his ear—baby, darling, wife—and even told him a bedtime story… but the tentacle under the covers didn’t retreat. Instead, it grew bolder, venturing further in.

The little monster was thrilled, as if it had completed a successful hunt, happily savoring the aftertaste of its parents’ passion.

The big monster, however, couldn’t afford to be so indulgent. He had to remain vigilant, closely watching Fang Xingzhou’s expression. When he noticed a slight frown, he quickened his movements.

Sure enough, Fang Xingzhou soon opened his eyes, annoyed.

But just before he did, the tentacle seemed to sense it and vanished without a trace.

“Goodnight,” Lu Jianchuan kissed his forehead, “sweet dreams.”

Fang Xingzhou was so tired he could barely focus his eyes. He looked at Lu Jianchuan groggily for a few seconds, confirmed that he was clean and dry, then shifted positions and hugged his lover back, placing a hand on his slightly bulging belly.

“Goodnight.”

He quickly fell back into a deep sleep.

Lu Jianchuan happily counted his breaths, waiting until he was completely asleep before quietly reaching out to gently stroke his smooth forehead.

“Today was a wonderful day,” he whispered into Fang Xingzhou’s ear. “I dressed as a woman, pretended to be your fiancée, and went to the hospital with you for the checkup.”

“The psychological test results were completely normal. The doctor said you were just under too much stress and advised you not to worry too much. During your conversation with the doctor, you realized your own issues and decided to relax, promising me you wouldn’t do anything drastic again.”

“After that, we went upstairs for the prenatal checkup, which also went very smoothly. Your colleagues kept complimenting your fiancée for being gentle and beautiful. The only thing they found odd was that she was a bit too tall. You said… you liked tall people because they made you feel safe.”

Fang Xingzhou slept soundly, his eyelids twitching slightly but not opening.

“There won’t be any mistakes,” Lu Jianchuan kissed his trembling eyelashes. His eyes, now devoid of pupils, were a terrifying crimson, rapidly scanning for any possible flaws. “I’ll smooth everything over for you, my love.”

The only response was Fang Xingzhou’s steady breathing.

After a while, Lu Jianchuan’s eyes returned to their normal black and white.

He smiled, revealing neat, white teeth, and hugged his sleeping lover, soothing the overly active little monster in his belly. In the darkness, he savored the endless hunger, closing his eyes with immense happiness.

Goodnight.

The next day was still a day off.

Fang Xingzhou woke from a sweet dream, instinctively reaching for the person beside him, only to find an empty space.

He froze for a second, then immediately opened his eyes and sat up, frowning at the other side of the bed, which had long gone cold.

Lu Jianchuan was nowhere to be seen, but on the pillow lay a very conspicuous note, written in crooked, horribly ugly handwriting:

“Good morning, honey. You were sleeping so soundly, I didn’t want to disturb you. I went out to buy groceries. I’ll make steamed fish for you today. Love you.”

Fang Xingzhou was momentarily stunned. He glanced at the clock and realized it was almost 11 a.m.

He hadn’t slept this deeply in a long time. Yesterday at the hospital had really worn him out…

Although Lu Jianchuan had left a note, Fang Xingzhou still felt uneasy and called his lover. The call was quickly answered, and the background noise suggested Lu Jianchuan was in a bustling market: “Zhouzhou, finally awake?”

Fang Xingzhou: “Where are you shopping? Do you need help carrying things?”

“Of course not!” Lu Jianchuan laughed. “I’m at the seafood market nearby. I’ll be back soon, just wait half an hour.”

Fang Xingzhou didn’t insist. “Alright, be careful.”

After confirming Lu Jianchuan’s whereabouts, he finally relaxed and got up to shower.

Under the stream of hot water, his temples throbbed, and he suddenly remembered the prenatal checkup from yesterday. His memory seemed to stutter for a moment.

Had he slept too long? Fang Xingzhou rubbed his temples.

After focusing, many blurry details slowly came back to him…

Hmm… the psychological evaluation went smoothly, and so did the prenatal checkup. Xiao Lu had disguised himself as a woman, but his height had attracted a lot of attention from his colleagues. When he went to work tomorrow, there would probably be all sorts of gossip about him and his “new fiancée.”

The more he thought about it, the clearer his memory became. Missing details were filled in, gradually polished to perfection.

Fang Xingzhou recalled the image of the fetus on the ultrasound screen and couldn’t help but soften his expression.

Just six and a half more months.

Their child would definitely be born healthy and safe.

On the other end, Lu Jianchuan hung up the phone and glanced at the time.

He had promised Zhouzhou he would be home within half an hour. Today was a day off, and he planned to spend the entire day with his wife, enjoying their rare time alone.

So, some minor issues needed to be resolved within the next half hour.

After buying groceries, only twenty minutes remained. Lu Jianchuan drove the car, filled with seafood and pork ribs, into the hospital parking lot. He put on a hat and mask, checked the time again, and then slightly curved his eyes.

It was enough.

Lu Jianchuan walked into the hospital with ease, just like yesterday, and took the crowded elevator to the psychiatry department.

Unfortunately, the nurse on duty today had changed, and Dr. Li wasn’t available either. Lu Jianchuan walked up to her, and she merely glanced at him before politely asking, “Sir, do you need any help?” It seemed she had no memory of him.

No matter. This wouldn’t affect today’s cleanup plan.

Lu Jianchuan smiled at her, a flash of crimson in his eyes, and said gently, “No, I don’t need any help. I wish you a smooth day at work.”

The nurse’s face went blank for a second.

A strange thought had wormed its way into her consciousness, like a parasitic organism with a life of its own. Since it didn’t find the target memory, it quietly lurked in her brain.

She didn’t notice anything unusual. Under the gaze of those amber eyes, she blushed slightly and nodded at him. “Thank you.”

Lu Jianchuan smiled and left. The patient behind him stepped forward, showing his appointment number to the nurse. “Please check me in.”

“Sure,” the nurse said, “please wait a moment.”

These two strangers had merely exchanged a few words.

The thought Lu Jianchuan had implanted earlier was like a self-aware errifying virus, quickly entering the new host’s brain. Unfortunately, it still didn’t find the target memory and once again lurked quietly.

Soon, more patients came to check in with the nurse. After checking in, they passed by other patients, doctors, staff, friends, and family…

One spread to ten, ten spread to hundreds.

Within five minutes, this “consciousness virus” spread exponentially, infecting the entire psychiatry department and rapidly spreading throughout the hospital.

If the target memory was never found, it would remain dormant, causing no harm to the infected. After a month, it would slowly be expelled through norma metabolism.

But once the relevant memory was discovered, especially when encountering the person in the memory, it would instantly devour the real fragments and according to its programming fabricate new memories to stitch together a flawless new memory.

In this domain, Lu Jianchuan’s authority was supreme and unshakable. There was almost no possibility of being defeated.

Tentacles were merely tools to help the main body move. Even if they were completely severed, it wouldn’t shake His core. His most important main body was an extremely ugly, brain covered in crimson eyes. Under the gaze of these “eyes,” human consciousness was nothing more than low-dimensional data that could be manipulated and fabricated at will.

…The only Waterloo was his fragile yet incredibly resilient human lover, who time and time again used extreme emotions of love to challenge the rules He had set, creating many unimaginable miracles in places no one knew about.

It was precisely because of this that, during his ten-year relationship with Fang Xingzhou, He had gradually learned to be humble and respect the operating rules of human society. He pretended to be human from the core, avoiding the use of divine power unless absolutely necessary, especially when it came to matters involving Fang Xingzhou.

But today was different. He had to handle some minor issues for his wife, a responsibility that came with being a husband. Moreover, the trouble was of his own making.

Two minutes later, Lu Jianchuan left the hospital.

He hummed a tune all the way, already imagining the scene when Zhouzhou went to work tomorrow. His colleagues would surely marvel at the beauty of his lover, congratulate him on soon becoming a father, and his boss might even give him a few extra days off, telling him not to spend all his time at the hospital.

They could take advantage of this wonderful holiday to find a clean, secluded beach for some time alone. They could sunbathe during the day, and at night, He could secretly carry Zhouzhou to explore uninhabited islands in the deeper parts of the ocean…

Lost in his beautiful imagination, Lu Jianchuan drove home. His eight tentacles each carried a bag of freshly bought groceries, while his human hands held a large bouquet of flowers picked from a roadside florist.

99 stunningly beautiful red roses.

Lu Jianchuan walked briskly to the front door and checked his watch again—exactly half an hour.

His ears twitched, confirming that his wife was on the second floor. He quickly opened the door, tossed the newly bought groceries into the kitchen sink, and his tentacles moved so fast they left afterimages , swiftly sorting and storing the meat and vegetables. Then, they transformed back into human form.

By the time Fang Xingzhou heard the footsteps and left the bedroom, Lu Jianchuan had flawlessly walked to the bedroom door, his hands behind his back, gently smiling at him. “Good morning, honey. Did you sleep well last night?”

Fang Xingzhou had already caught the scent of the roses.

He couldn’t help but smile as well, pretending not to notice anything, and deliberately asked, “Slept very well. What did you buy at the seafood market?”

Lu Jianchuan pretended to be reserved. “Guess?”

Fang Xingzhou played along, seriously tilting his head in thought, drawing out his words. “Hmm, octopus? Oysters? Scallops? Or…”

Lu Jianchuan couldn’t wait any longer. He brought the large bouquet of roses hidden behind his back to the front, then leaned down and kissed his lover’s lips through the gorgeous roses.

Today was neither a holiday nor an anniversary. After the kiss, Lu Jianchuan smiled and said, “This bouquet is to celebrate our baby finally learning the first lesson of integrating into human society— disguise.”

Fang Xingzhou’s brain experienced a subtle ripple.

But his memory had already been flawlessly altered by the supreme authority. He thought Lu Jianchuan was referring to yesterday’s pretending to be a woman and couldn’t help but laugh. “Then this bouquet should be for you.”

Lu Jianchuan’s clear eyes reflected his lover’s smiling face.

“No,” he said in a mysterious tone, “it’s definitely for you, Professor Fang. You’re the final inspector.”

Fang Xingzhou took the roses, his entire field of vision filled with vivid red, and his heart once again experienced a ripple.

Even though he couldn’t find any memory to support it, this ripple quickly grew from a small ripple into a towering wave.

[Deer has finally shown some of his true colors.]

This thought popped into his mind out of nowhere, and even he didn’t understand what it meant.

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