I would rather betray the gods

Embarrassing.

What a shame!

Halfway up in the sky, Banlan scolded the pomelo.

"A dignified God-King was beaten to this state by a mere fifth-tier mortal! If the other God-Kings found out, they'd laugh at you for the rest of your lives!"

As she spoke, Banlan vigorously applied ointment to the wound on Youzi's left shoulder.

hiss~

It hurts so much!

Yuzu took a deep breath.

"You won't learn your lesson if you don't feel pain," Banlan said, feeling both distressed and angry.

Yuzu simply wiped the cold sweat from her face, smiled slightly, and said nothing.

Seeing this, Banlan subconsciously stopped what she was doing and repeatedly focused her gaze on Youzi's face, thinking to herself that even though she was in so much pain, she didn't show any major emotion on her face; she was quite a man.

After wrapping herself in medicine and drinking a bowl of the doctor's specially prepared tonic, Yuzu rushed back to her bedroom.

Lying in bed, he couldn't wait to open his phone, immediately swiping away unread messages from Dai Tianhe, Aresen, and others, and then opening a certain app to check the background messages.

Just as he had hoped, Fang Yuan left a message.

Remember to eat well, no matter how busy you are!

Nice!

Yuzu was so excited that she pressed her phone to her chest and chuckled to herself.

*Knock knock!*

Without warning, a flash of inspiration passed through her brain, and Yuzu suddenly glimpsed a pair of scarlet blood eyes opening in the depths of her dark heart, but it vanished in an instant.

For some reason, he knew without even thinking whose eyes they were—the inner demons everyone was talking about.

It was as if he was only separated by a pane of glass; this was the first time he had ever been so close to his inner demons.

What happened in an instant felt like an eternity. Yuzu slowly sat up, her expression grave.

Buzz~ Buzz~

The phone then vibrated.

He looked at the 'Variants' on the screen and knew the caller's purpose. He pressed the answer button and said in a heavy tone, "I understand. I saw his eyes."

After a moment of silence, the colorful creature replied, "Second Master, please rest well. Leave the rest to me and the head steward."

Yuzu had no more feelings to reply and hung up the phone.

At that moment, he realized that his feelings for Fang Yuan were not just simple attraction.

Love is quietly blossoming in his "stone heart," and Fang Yuan is the one he's been waiting for.

It turns out that fate had its own arrangements; to protect them, it didn't arrange for them to meet on a street corner in reality.

But with his ever-present inner demons and the fact that he had exhausted himself dealing with a fifth-tier ability user, how could he possibly face this relationship?

He questioned himself again and again...

Inside the Pisces Palace intelligence command center.

Various instruments combining theology and science are operating at full speed.

The head steward sat in the center, keeping a close eye on several display boards, with intelligence agents occasionally handing him information.

"How is it?"

Banlan asked as soon as she came in.

"The aura of the inner demon appeared for only a moment. There was no signal after I told you. Now let's see if we can calculate the coordinates of the signal source."

The head butler turned his chair to face the colorful scene.

"This time, Second Master sensed it. When I called him, I felt that he wasn't in a good mood."

As she spoke, Banlan sat down to the side and began to look through the documents on the table.

"Really?" The head butler was taken aback at first, then pondered for a moment before saying, "Could this be considered as the inner demon officially entering the awakening stage?"

"That's how it is in theory, alas~ poor Second Master."

Banlan pushed the documents aside, rested her chin on her hands, and fell into deep thought.

Unexpectedly, her unintentional act was noticed by the head butler, who seemed to have thought of something as he blinked his glasses.

Then, pointing to the documents she had shoved in two, he said, "Perhaps we were looking in the wrong direction from the start!"

Banlan came to her senses, but couldn't figure it out.

However, thinking is so wonderful. When there is a blockage, it is like water that has nowhere to go and accumulates more and more. At this time, just an inconspicuous guidance will make the flow bigger and bigger until a certain point, it can become a flood that breaks the dam and releases the flood, and the blockage can be cleared.

In just over ten seconds, Banlan's eyes suddenly lit up. "Between the two sheets of paper, you mean the inner demon is hidden within the book?"

"Exactly, every painting and every sentence, though lifeless when imprinted in a book, comes alive when read into our minds."

Conversely, if the inner demon had already been sealed by the "Fish-like Child" technique when it fled, where would it have chosen to sleep peacefully in the vast Milky Way if it wanted to bide its time?

The head butler straightened the glasses, the lenses inside gleaming white.

"What a cunning inner demon!" Banlan slammed her hand on the table in anger.

"From this moment forward, everyone should point their instruments at the two-dimensional world."

The head steward stood up and gave the order.

A two-dimensional world?

The staff inside were all stunned.

This is akin to someone writing a book that rebels against Pisces, and Pisces mobilizing a heavy army to destroy that book.

Surely the inner demon wouldn't be foolish enough to write the most glaring words in that book?

Immediately, the crowd began to discuss it...

After waiting anxiously until nighttime on the other side of the world, Yuzu finally saw Fang Yuan's live broadcast.

Despite facing numerous obstacles and pressures, Youzi couldn't help but click on Fang Yuan's live stream, as if her mind had been bewitched.

By this time, Yuzu had almost fully recovered and was no longer in a bad mood.

As always, he first sent a few small flowers, then checked in.

Unlike before, this time Fang Yuan remained unmoved, only saying lightly, "Thank you for the little gift from [Rain]."

Am I angry because I haven't replied to your email for a long time?

Or was I just a passerby in her eyes, someone she hadn't known for long, and whose relationship naturally faded after a few days apart?

Yuzu's mood plummeted, and she even comforted herself, thinking that maybe this was for the best. Her inner demons would never be able to escape her life, Fang Yuan's life was safe, and everything else was safe too.

Just as he was lost in thought, Fang Yuan on the other side of the screen suddenly changed the subject, cleverly steer the conversation towards her career, and said to the audience, "I asked my mom what I should do if a writer wanted to get close to me. My mom said I shouldn't even think about it, saying we're not suitable because our values ​​are incompatible!"

What do you mean? Is that the reason? I can say I won't touch the keyboard anymore!

Yuzu's heart sank.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Yuan's tone shifted again, her serious expression turning into a playful grin, "My mom also said that she won't interfere with my major life decisions; I should make them myself. The right person doesn't discriminate based on profession, social status, or wealth!"

Damn it! What did your mother say? You clearly made that up! You little brat, you're just making things up and teasing me indirectly!

Yuzu then realized that she had been tricked by Fang Yuan. She gripped her phone tightly, wishing she could jump into the screen and flick Fang Yuan's forehead. Being fooled made her feel incredibly happy.

The two then engaged in a series of cryptic exchanges on the topic, leaving the other audience members confused.

To put it bluntly, the two of them had entered a state of complete absorption, and everyone else was just a third wheel, whether they understood it or not didn't matter.

Normally, Fang Yuan's shows air from 9 PM to midnight.

When the broadcast reached its one-hour mark today, she kept rubbing her stomach, saying that she hadn't eaten dinner properly and her stomach hurt.

Finally, she bid farewell to her longtime viewers who supported her and abruptly ended the broadcast.

Immediately after leaving the live stream, Youzi went to the back office and anxiously asked, "Do you have any spare medicine at home?"

"You're not feeling unwell, have you gone home?" Fang Yuan replied.

1. Impossible, you're rubbing your stomach back and forth. 2. I'm home. (Yuzu)

"If I don't find an excuse to end the broadcast, how will I have a chance to ask you questions?" - Fang Yuan.

Oh my god, it turns out the broadcast ended specifically for me!

Yuzu, belatedly realizing what was happening, was both excited and thrilled. It took her a while to process her joy. "You little rascal, how can you be so cute even when you're lying!" she thought.

Fang Yuan was delighted by this description and sent a message a while later: "Is it cold where you are these past few days due to the late spring chill?"

[It's not cold. There are many electrical appliances here when I'm writing, so it's warm.] Can you say that Yuzu is in the middle of the sky?

【Take a picture of your home so I can see what it looks like】Fang Yuan.

Goodness, where are you taking pictures?

Yuzu was stumped. He tried patting the bed, which was covered with silkworm quilts; he tried patting the walls, which were decorated with things he didn't understand; and he tried patting the window, which was open to a large fluttering moth (a pterosaur).

Yuzu paced around the room four or five times before finally frowning and replying, "I just got back and haven't cleaned yet, so it's inconvenient~"

After a long while, Fang Yuan finally replied: "I've never even known what you look like. If you make me start imagining things again, I'll block you!"

Whew!

That's alright, I just casually took a few seconds of selfie video a while ago.

Yuzi quickly retrieved the photo from her album and published it as a work on the platform's backend, setting it to be visible only to Fang Yuan.

It's his habit to only allow Fang Yuan to see his image; he has never shown his face on social media.

"Oh my god!"

On the other side, Fang Yuan couldn't wait to look at Youzi's works after receiving the notification. When she saw Youzi's appearance, she couldn't help but exclaim. He wasn't super handsome, but he was still very handsome. Every look and every movement of his in the video was so handsome that he caught her heart without her having to be careful.

How could it be so pleasing to the eye!

Originally, she only hoped that the other party would find it acceptable, but she didn't expect it to far exceed her expectations.

Without realizing it, she leaned against the foot of the bed, holding her phone, and smiled slightly.

In the bedroom, there is a large bed, and on one side of the bed is an empty space where a yoga mat is placed, which becomes her little world.

Every day, she practices and broadcasts live there.

At that moment, her mind involuntarily flew out of her little world, disappearing to who-knows-where...