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

Chapter 71 Crocodile Tail
Kus coughed lightly and said seriously.

"Well, I heard your wife has just been promoted to B-rank. Several military districts are vying for her, but Bill wants to keep her and train her himself."

"I've heard some news about the shelter. Your wife is now a key protected person. It's definitely not enough to leave only two people to protect her."

"So I plan to assign you a few more guards, who can also protect your wife."

Shi Ying thought about it and agreed.

Sang Qing's healing ability is so special. Although the shelter keeps it confidential, there are bound to be omissions. He doesn't want the female to get into trouble in his villa.

Kuss was delighted, but he remained calm on the surface. "Then I'll give you another hover car. I happen to have one available."

"Yes, thank you, leader." Although Shi Ying had doubts about Kus's arrangement, after thinking about it carefully, she felt that there was no problem.

The female Sang Qing really needs a hover car.

After selecting six guards, Shi Ying asked them to drive their own hovercrafts back, and kept the one that Kuspi had given him for himself.

He could see that the female really liked her hovercraft.

The performance of the military's hovercraft is okay, but not as good as the one we have.

"Boss, aren't you going back?" Youfei asked curiously.

"No." Two simple and indifferent words, nothing else.

"Why?" Youfei asked subconsciously.

He only received a sharp and cold gaze from his boss.

Youfei: “…”

Don't mess with an unsatisfied man.

Slip away.

I really don't understand why my boss, who has a beautiful and gentle wife at home, doesn't go home but stays in the military camp.

If it were him, even if the wife couldn't satisfy that need, it would be nice to hold him while sleeping because he was so sweet and soft.

The bed in the dormitory is small and hard, what's the point of sleeping on it?

No hardship, no suffering.

Youfei went further and further on the road of imagination.

The hovercraft quickly disappeared from sight. Shi Ying withdrew his gloomy gaze, but a faint chill still emanated from his body.

He went to the testing room and had a mental test.

The instrument rotates inside, making a "swish" sound.

Soon the data appeared on the screen.

Mental condition: Excellent
Riot value: 38
It’s hard to imagine that two or three months ago, my riot value had exceeded 90 and I was close to death.

He should thank her.

he knows.

But he didn't know.

In the end, he was being dominated and controlled by his energy.

Still mad at himself...

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As for Sang Qing, since she didn't have to worry about Manzhu's affairs, she sat back in her seat with peace of mind.

She doesn't have much mental strength left now, and she certainly can't reduce the riot value of an A-level orc by much.

Sang Qing took out a separate stack of documents.

These were all the orcs she marked as needing secondary treatment, and she finally chose the B-level Putian.

After a while, Zhuang Yifan called people over.

A young man in his twenties came in from the door, and he was obviously dressed up more carefully than last time.

Her semi-long black hair was tied into a small bun at the back of her head, and the cuffs of her linen-gray shirt were rolled up to her forearms, revealing her healthy wheat-colored skin. Her amber eyes behind the silver-rimmed glasses were gleaming with a warm light, and at first glance, she had an artistic sense that matched her identity.

"Therapist Sang, long time no see." Putian smiled politely.

The voice also returned to normal, clear and gentle, with a minor key ending.

Sang Qing also responded with a smile, "Mr. Putian, welcome back."

His gaze fell on Putian's tail, and he was a little curious. "Hasn't your riot value dropped below 80? Hasn't it been fully restored to human form?"

Putian said frankly, "I like my tail, and I think it helps inspire my creative inspiration." As he spoke, Putian deliberately turned sideways to show off his tail.

Putian's tail is long and flattened, covered with thick scales. The serrated protrusions on both sides of the tail look like a dragon's spine and can even retract.

Sang Qing opened his eyes wide, feeling it was amazing.

It seems that the beast form of orcs is somewhat different from that of ordinary animals.

"Does Therapist Sang also think my tail is beautiful?" Putian was in a good mood when he saw that Sang Qing was very interested.

Sang Qing nodded, "It looks good."

The crocodiles she saw in her previous life had tails covered with either mud or algae.

The Putian's tail is well maintained, each scale is cleaned and has an olive green luster, like an antique, making people want to buy it.

Just as Sang Qing was thinking this, Putian's voice rang out, "Does Therapist Sang want to touch you?"

Putian had a slight smile on his lips and looked at Sang Qing gently.

Sang Qing remembered the way Shadow jumped up and down the last time he touched his tail, and shook his head, "No, it seems you can't just touch an orc's tail."

Putian's eyes flickered and he sat back down in his seat, "I thought Healer Sang liked my tail, so I wanted to let you touch it."

"Thank you, but no thanks."

Putian also shared the manuscripts he had drawn during this period with Sang Qing.

I have to say that Putian really has a talent for design, and the clothes he draws are very beautiful.

"If Therapist Sang likes it, you can leave me your address. When I get out, I'll have someone make a few sets and send them to Miss Sang."

Putian was very welcoming, and Sang Qing felt quite embarrassed.

But there are a few pieces that she really likes, and most designer pieces are hard to buy online.

"How can I do that? How about you leave me the address of your studio or clothing store, and I'll go buy it later."

Putian pushed his glasses up and smiled gently, "That's fine."

As he spoke, he pulled out a piece of paper from the design draft and wrote the address on the back.

Sang Qing picked it up and took a look. The address was in the imperial capital.

With the existence of hover cars, any place in the imperial capital is not far away.

"By the way, are your clothes expensive?" Sang Qing suddenly thought.

She doesn't have much money, so she can still buy some light luxury items. But if they are too expensive, she might have to think twice.

"It's not expensive. Healer Sang can definitely afford it."

Seeing Putian so confident, Sang Qing reluctantly believed it and took photos of several of the ones she liked so that she could find them more easily in the future.

After the psychiatric treatment, it was almost noon, and Putian invited Sang Qing to go to the cafeteria for lunch.

There are almost no females in the shelter except Sang Qing, so there is no dedicated upgrade window, and everyone eats in the same hall.

Since she was also going to eat, she went along.

Putian still dragged his crocodile tail arrogantly. There were many beastmen in the shelter, so no one said anything to him.

We chatted all the way to the cafeteria.

Sang Qing casually asked the name of the company in Putian.

Putian hesitated, "Call me Ami."

Well, even if I asked her, she wouldn't know.

The original owner was not very familiar with these things.

Putian saw Sang Qing's embarrassment and changed the subject very skillfully.

From time to time, eyes would fall on the two of them. Sang Qing was not used to it at first, but after it happened more and more times, she got used to it.

All the orcs in the shelter had been greeted by Admiral Curry. Apart from staring at her and greeting her in a friendly manner when they met her, they would not take the initiative to come over to cause trouble for her.

The lizard beastman who was not allowed to appear in front of Sang Qing hid in the corner and crawled in the dark.

The lizard orc stared fiercely at the guy sitting opposite Sang Qing with his scaly tail, and touched his smooth, wet and cold green tail.

His voice was gloomy: "Isn't this almost the same..."

(End of this chapter)