Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King.

Chapter 592 Wu Siduo, where are your clothes?

"Bai Xiuxiu, I will now give you your second task: collect Nan Fusheng's blood and send it over."

Augustus's deep voice slowly emanated from his blood-red pupils, echoing in the quiet space, each word seemingly carrying a heavy sense of oppression.

"what?"

Bai Xiuxiu gasped softly involuntarily. She raised her head slightly, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes, and said cautiously, "But I've only just gained his trust. Obtaining his blood might not be so easy."

"I'm giving you one month. Within that time, you must collect his blood no matter what. Of course, the infiltration mission remains unchanged; this mission has the highest priority."

"You need to gain that man's trust as much as possible while obtaining the blood, understand?" Augustus's tone did not soften in the slightest; on the contrary, it became even more forceful.

Bai Xiuxiu bit her lower lip, struggled internally for a moment, then slowly nodded and said, "I will try my best."

"Click."

With that chilling sound, the blood-red pupils suddenly closed, and the necklace returned to its normal appearance, lying quietly on the table, as if everything that had just happened was just a phantom nightmare.

Bai Xiuxiu slowly reached out and picked up the necklace, her movements mechanical and slow. A bitter smile appeared on her face as she murmured to herself, "Blood? That's much harder to obtain than hair."

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Meanwhile, Nan Fusheng also encountered some minor unexpected events.

The warm light softly illuminated the slightly helpless expression on Nan Fusheng's face. His gaze fell helplessly on Wu Siduo, who was tightly clutching his clothes, and he said softly, with a hint of helplessness and confusion in his voice, "Wu Siduo, could you please let go of me first?"

Tonight, as usual, he brought the carefully prepared medicinal soup. After watching Wu Siduo drink it, he prepared to pack up and leave.

Who could have imagined that, the moment he turned around, Wu Siduo reached out without warning, her slender yet strong fingers gripping his sleeve tightly, refusing to let go no matter how he gently tugged at it.

"I...I can't sleep by myself. Can you stay and keep me company?"

Wu Siduo's blue eyes were sparkling with a unique brilliance as she spoke somewhat timidly.

If Luo Guixing or Xu Yucheng happened to be present at this moment, they would probably be so shocked by Wu Siduo's appearance that their eyes would pop out. Normally, Wu Siduo always gives people a cold and aloof impression, keeping everyone at arm's length.

But at this moment, she seemed like a different person, having shed her usual cold exterior, losing her aloofness, and gaining a touch of girlish shyness and fragility.

Even Nan Fusheng was somewhat stunned when he saw Wu Siduo like this. After all, he had never seen Wu Siduo in such a delicate state before.

"Can I stay?"

Seeing that Nan Fusheng did not respond immediately, Wu Siduo became increasingly nervous, her pretty face instantly turning bright red, like a ripe apple, burning hot. But she still suppressed her shyness, mustered her courage, and whispered to Nan Fusheng again.

After Shrek Academy was destroyed, she and the other surviving students swore to Wu Changkong that they would dedicate their lives to restoring Shrek Academy.

But anyone with a modicum of common sense knows that rebuilding Shrek Academy will be fraught with difficulties. This process could take decades, even centuries, or even longer before it is even possible to achieve.

By then, even if Shrek Academy has been rebuilt, she herself will probably be old and faded.

Of course, this doesn't mean that Wu Siduo is giving up on this goal. It's just that she wants to pursue her own happiness while working towards rebuilding Shrek Academy.

Wu Siduo has been a competitive person since childhood. Whether in the process of cultivating her martial spirit or in the little things of daily life, she strives to do her best.

She always relentlessly pursued perfection in what she wanted. Even after the devastating disaster at Shrek Academy, her strong-willed nature remained unchanged.

During the dark and difficult days following the destruction of Shrek Academy, Wu Siduo devoted herself to training in an underground shelter. During that time, both Luo Guixing and Xu Yucheng expressed their affections to her, attempting to enter her inner world.

However, Wu Siduo never accepted their love. This was not because Luo Guixing and Xu Yucheng were not good enough; they were both extremely outstanding Soul Masters, excelling in both talent and strength among their peers.

However, deep within Wu Siduo's heart, there was always an insurmountable chasm. Especially after being rejected by Nan Fusheng at the Sea God Lake matchmaking event, that resentment and disappointment took root and sprouted in her heart like a seed, growing stronger and stronger.

The moment Nan Fusheng saved her, a long-dormant emotion deep within Wu Siduo's heart ignited like a flame. This sudden surge of emotion felt both strange and familiar to her.

Is this feeling love for Nan Fusheng? Or is it the resentment from being rejected in the past? Or is it gratitude for saving his life?

Perhaps, it was the competitive desire deep within her that was quietly brewing, a desire to compete with Fors.

Wu Siduo wasn't sure which one it was; perhaps these complex emotions were already intertwined and inseparable. In any case, driven by this powerful emotion, she mustered the courage to do what she did tonight.

Wu Siduo didn't expect Nan Fusheng to take responsibility for her, but even if it was just a fleeting encounter, she hoped that Nan Fusheng could stay tonight, so that she could at least have something to look forward to.

Wu Siduo has always been a woman of strong emotions, capable of both love and hate. Once she has an idea in her mind, she will act on it without hesitation. She knows that her feelings may be somewhat sudden and presumptuous, but she doesn't want to leave any regrets.

At this moment, she gripped Nan Fusheng's sleeve even tighter, as if it were the last glimmer of hope she had for happiness, fearing that Nan Fusheng would disappear from her sight in an instant.

"I promise I won't do anything. I just want to talk to you," Wu Siduo said softly again, her voice filled with pleading and expectation. Her eyes were full of sincerity, trying to convince Nan Fusheng that she had no ulterior motives.

"Alright." Nan Fusheng sighed softly, ultimately unable to refuse. He placed the bowl and chopsticks on the bedside table and said, "So, what do you want to talk about?"

Seeing this, Wu Siduo's eyes showed a serious look, and she said, "Although Yi Ran and I encountered unexpected events on this voyage, our main purpose was still to go out and gain experience so that we could contribute to the reconstruction of the academy in the future."

"You are the governor of Tianhai City, and your understanding of all levels of society is far deeper than mine. So I'd like to ask, if I were to enter society, what kind of position do you think I should pursue, or which faction should I join?"

This was indeed a question that Wu Siduo had thought about carefully. Wu Changkong took them to Devil Island simply to teach them how to disguise themselves, so that they could better hide themselves when they entered the Federation society in the future.

Shrek Academy's desire to rebuild will inevitably face pressure from all sides, so at this time, it needs some people to help alleviate that pressure.

The reason for placing these inner court disciples in society is precisely for this purpose. Who knows, the academy might need them someday. At the same time, this can also better hone the abilities of these inner court disciples.

Nan Fusheng pondered for a moment and said, "Wu Siduo, you are a Soul Master, and a young Soul Saint at that. If you join one of those medium-sized forces, you will definitely be very popular, but that would be a waste of your talent."

"So, if I were to give advice, I would prefer you to join the military, or the Federal Central Security Service."

Wu Siduo asked curiously, "What's the difference between the two?"

"Yes." Nan Fusheng nodded. "Join the army. With your Soul Saint level strength, if nothing unexpected happens, you can at least get the rank of major in two or three years."

"They can also wield a certain amount of real power. I don't think I need to elaborate on the benefits of military power. At least in most parts of the Federation, an officer's status is still quite high."

"After joining the army, you need to be careful not to use two martial souls at the same time, otherwise it will easily attract the attention of some people."

The Netherworld Cat and White Tiger martial souls alone might not attract much attention. However, using both martial souls simultaneously could draw the attention of those with ulterior motives. It's not a problem when you're a low-ranking officer, but it becomes troublesome at higher ranks.

Wu Siduo asked, "Then what does the Federal Central Security Bureau do?"

Nan Fusheng cleared his throat and said, "The Federal Central Security Bureau is an important organization in the Federation. They have many tasks, which are difficult for me to explain in detail. However, their most important task is to protect the safety of federal congressmen. You can perhaps think of them as bodyguards."

"To enter the Federal Central Security Bureau, one must be at least a five-ring Soul King or above, and at least a Purple-level mecha pilot. Of course, one can also be a Battle Armor Master."

The most important mission of the Federal Central Security Bureau is to protect members of Congress, and only members of Congress are qualified to be protected by them. Not all members of Congress are qualified.

Only councilors from major cities are entitled to be protected.

Nan Fusheng happened to be one of those qualified people, but he was right to refuse the Federal Central Security Bureau's offer to send someone to be his bodyguard.

"Whichever option you choose, I have ways to get you in. You can think about it carefully. Of course, you can also choose to enter other industries."

"So what do you think...?"

Next, Wu Siduo earnestly asked Nan Fusheng many questions about the military and the Federal Central Security Bureau, seemingly weighing the pros and cons. Nan Fusheng patiently answered all her questions.

"Oh, I see."

After some discussion, Wu Siduo sat on the bed, lost in thought.

"Alright, take your time thinking it over. Tell me when you've thought it through. I'm leaving now." Nan Fusheng smiled as he looked at Wu Siduo, who was deep in thought, and prepared to get up and leave.

"etc."

Before Nan Fusheng could stand up, Wu Siduo grabbed his sleeve again, blushed, pointed to the window, and said, "Um, I, I'm afraid of the dark. Could you stay and keep me company tonight?"

Girl, how did you come up with such a lame excuse? A Soul Saint afraid of the dark? You must be kidding me.

Nan Fusheng saw through Wu Siduo's clumsy lie at a glance. In fact, he had already seen through the girl's thoughts long ago, but simply hadn't said it aloud.

At first, Wu Siduo's attempts to persuade him to stay might have stemmed from some inner unease. But if Nan Fusheng still couldn't see through her current attempts, he might as well just hang himself.

However, Nan Fusheng continued to feign ignorance, strictly adhering to the "three no's" principle: "no initiative, no refusal, no responsibility."

Don't ask, the answer is that he thinks this kind of Wu Siduo is quite interesting.

"Alright, then you go to sleep first. I'll watch you sleep here." Nan Fusheng sighed and sat down on the bed.

"No, no. I won't be able to sleep if someone is watching me," Wu Siduo said softly, covering her slightly flushed cheeks with the blanket.

Nan Fusheng asked, "Then what should we do?"

Wu Siduo thought for a moment, pulled back the blanket, pointed to the spot next to her, and said, "You can sleep next to me."

"Oh? How can that be? Men and women shouldn't touch each other." Nan Fusheng waved his hand slightly in refusal, displaying the demeanor of a virtuous gentleman.

A strange glint flashed in Wu Siduo's eyes as she said, "What are you thinking? We're just sharing a bed. As long as you have a clear conscience, this kind of thing doesn't matter at all. Or are you hiding something?"

"No," Nan Fusheng replied firmly.

"Then come over here. You're a grown man, are you afraid I'll eat you up?" Wu Siduo deliberately provoked.

"Okay, I'll sleep then." Nan Fusheng looked like he had been successfully provoked, and he turned over and sat on the bed, pulling the blanket over himself.

Seeing this, Wu Siduo smiled slightly and then turned off the light.

In the darkness, accompanied by rustling sounds, Nan Fusheng soon felt a delicate body snuggle into his arms.

"Wu Siduo, you!" Nan Fusheng's voice was somewhat flustered.

"It's a bit cold, I just think this will make it easier to warm up." Wu Siduo's voice trembled slightly. "Don't worry, I'm just giving you a hug, I won't do anything."

"Okay, I can only hug you." Nan Fusheng seemed to have been persuaded by her and said with some helplessness.

But the next moment, Nan Fusheng sensed something was wrong, because the touch in his arms was far too soft. Especially the cool sensation on his arm—could it be!

"Wu Siduo, where are your clothes?" This time, Nan Fusheng's voice trembled slightly.

Images of Dancing Silk Flowers

(End of this chapter)