Interstellar Beast World: The Ferocious Beast Husband Has a Wild Mind

Chapter 62 Can You Stop Slapping Me in the Face?
Shishan was stronger than any orc she had ever seen before. He was estimated to be over two meters tall, very broad, and had exaggerated muscles. Even her widened and lengthened treatment bed could hardly accommodate him.

The upper body without clothes is covered with well-developed hair. I don’t know if it is because of the beast transformation or because his hair is naturally black and long.

The skin on his chest and shoulders had completely hardened and turned a stone-gray color.

He has a square face and thick eyebrows, and he gives off the temperament of a big fool.

This was randomly drawn by her system.

Originally, she looked through the data to see which ones had higher riot values, intending to treat them first, but she found that more than half of the A-level degenerated orcs had riot values ​​exceeding 90.

Sang Qing could only draw randomly.

Regardless, orcs will die from untreated mental turmoil.

This is something she can't change.

Sang Qing walked towards the bed, and the fear in Shishan's eyes became more intense.

It is natural for males to fear females, but being this afraid is obviously abnormal.

"Can you speak? Why are you afraid of me?" Sang Qing tried to soften his voice.

Being too tense, especially being on guard against her, would waste more of her mental energy on breaking through the mental barrier.

Shi Shan's eyes dodged, and he stammered, "You...can you please stop slapping me in the face?"

His entire body had become almost beast-like and hardened, with only his face still looking normal.

"what?"

"Why do you think so?"

In the past, when people from the army first arrived, they would think she would torture them and would be nervous and scared.

But Shishan's fear was too obvious, as if it was directed solely at her.

and many more!

A guess arises spontaneously.

"Have I ever whipped you before?"

Shishan's body trembled and he nodded imperceptibly.

It really is.

But she couldn't remember it at all.

She had almost forgotten some of the original owner's memories, especially those about males. She hardly saw anyone except Lei Jinfeng.

Looking at Shishan's fearful expression, it doesn't seem like she is lying. The original owner has indeed smoked many males, so let's just assume that she did.

"sorry."

She couldn't remember why she hit someone, so she could only apologize dryly.

"Ah?" Now it was Shishan's turn to be stunned.

After a long moment of reaction, he stammered, "No, it's okay."

Sang Qing was still wondering whether she should say something else, but she didn't expect Shi Shan to say anything and just forgive her directly.

And when she hit him, there was only fear in his eyes when he looked at her, not hatred.

He seems to be a very honest and simple person.

Sang Qing saw that the fear in his eyes had been dispelled by his confusion and smiled at him: "Don't be afraid, I won't beat you today, and I won't do it again in the future."

As he spoke, Sang Qing took down the whip hanging on the wall, tied it into a knot and threw it into the rest room.

Shishan's body was visibly relaxed a lot.

As usual, Sang Qing asked a few questions and began to provide psychiatric treatment to Shishan.

Forty minutes later.

Sang Qing withdrew his mental power and took a look.

The riot value is 77, down 14, not bad.

Shishan felt his muscles becoming elastic. He moved his hands and feet and no longer felt stiff and slow. He was very happy.

He tilted his head and said gratefully to Sang Qing, "Thank you, Miss Qiao."

Sang Qing was about to get the confidentiality agreement when he turned back and said, "My last name is not Qiao."

Shi Shan looked a little confused, "Aren't you a female from the Marquis of Ryan's Mansion?"

"Yes, but I take my father's surname, so I'm not considered a proper daughter of the Rui'an Marquisate," Sang Qing explained patiently. Qiao Manwei was originally an ordinary female from the lower class of District 7. She accidentally saved the legitimate son of the Rui'an Marquisate at the time, leaving Sang Qing, who had just given birth, behind, and went to the imperial capital.

There were no females in the Rui'an Marquisate. After Huo Mingyang's parents died, Qiao Manwei inherited the title.

The original owner's father died in battle before Sang Qing was born, and all the pension was taken away by Qiao Manwei.

If Sang Qing was not female, her childhood would have been very sad.

"Thank you, Miss Sang Qing." Shi Shan corrected himself and thanked her again, looking silly and cute.

Sang Qing untied one of his hands as usual and handed him the confidentiality agreement. "You can go home after you get out. Take a look at this and sign it."

Shishan only knew that he could return to human form when his riot value fell below 90, but he didn't know how much his riot value had dropped.

Hearing Sang Qing's words, he turned his head in surprise to look at the instrument above his head.

Under normal circumstances, he could see it, but the stone mountain was too big and he couldn't see it no matter how hard he tried.

Sang Qing was amused by his silly look and simply told him directly: "77, your current riot index."

Shishan was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

It was only when Sang Qing reminded him to sign that he realized it belatedly and simply signed in the lower right corner, forgetting even to read the content.

Sang Qing had no choice but to patiently tell him again.

Then call the security team in.

The security team members had obviously been reprimanded. They behaved well, looked straight ahead, and were as cowardly as quails. They wouldn't flirt with her if they got the chance.

Zhuang Yifan stood aside awkwardly, staring sternly at his unreliable team member.

I was afraid that I would run in front of the therapist again if I wasn't paying attention.

Sang Qing pursed her lips and smiled.

She didn't have much mental energy left today.

When there is more money left in the future, I can give them 10 minutes of mental treatment for free.

Her current mental strength, if based on 10 points, can heal two B-level orcs and one A-level orc, and there will probably be about % left after that.

Two Class Bs cost 4, and one Class A costs 3. No matter how you look at it, Class B is the better deal.

But the mental power increased by treating two B-level orcs is not as much as that of one A-level one.

And there were too few B-level orcs in the shelter, so Sang Qing didn't care about the difference of 1 star coins.

She has a pretty good salary now.

As long as she doesn't buy a car or a house, she can live a very comfortable life.

Now she would live in Shiying's house if she could, and drive Shiying's car if she could.

After the treatment, there was still a lot of free time left, and Sang Qing did not forget his original plan.

The improvement of mental power only improves the effectiveness of male treatment. If the mental thread has not reached the level of materialization, it will not provide any protection to oneself.

Since he had such unique conditions, Sang Qing didn't want to waste them.

She is so dedicated and asked to train with those soldiers. Admiral Curry should not refuse.

Just as Sang Qing thought.

Admiral Curry was surprised for a moment, then agreed.

However, she had no experience and was a female, so she could not keep up with the intensity of regular training.

Admiral Curry asked her to do daily drills with the security team first.

Of course Sang Qing had no objection.

When the security team, who had been feeling frost-bitten, heard the news, they couldn't help but smile again.

Zhuang Yifan, who had just returned from delivering a letter, saw the team members grinning like idiots and said with disgust, "What are you grinning like?"

The team member's smile did not fade: "Captain, my teeth are too hot, let me put them out to dry."

Zhuang Yifan: “…”

Look to the side.

"Me too."

"..."

(End of this chapter)