Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

Chapter 242 Treating girls as food reserves?

On the riverbank.

A girl was wearing a fluffy princess dress and white boots. She had long hair, one eye was covered by a white bandage, and the other eye was looking around.

She scratched her head, looked around at her surroundings, and felt a sense of unease.

A communication came through the earpiece—

"How's it going? Have you found it?"

"Something seems off... Are you sure this is the way?"

Gu Qing sensed something was wrong; no matter what instructions were given from the other end of the communication line, she couldn't seem to find the right place.

"Can't find it? That shouldn't be... Could it be..."

The person on the other end of the communication seemed to have thought of something and said—

"Cognitive rewriting?"

"what is that?"

"With your abilities, your mind must have been affected."

"what?"

Gu Qing tore off her bandages, revealing a bright red eye. Only then did the scene before her return to normal.

The riverbanks were broken, with ravines stretching for hundreds of meters, and the ground was cracked.

"This, this is..."

Seeing the terrible scene, Gu Qing couldn't help but shrink back.

What is the senior tailor fighting against?

This is terrifying.

The communication from the other end urged—

"Quick, go inside and find the seamstress. I've sent you her location."

"Ah."

Gu Qing nodded. Although he couldn't help in combat, rescuing people or... collecting corpses was still easy.

I hope the witch is alright.

Gu Qing lightly leaped, touching the boulder in the river with her feet to reach the other side, and then began searching in that direction.

They easily found the tailor sitting in a large pit, her hands raised, lost in thought. Her leather coat was tattered beyond recognition, revealing her flat stomach and fair thighs.

The blood on it was charred and congealed, but there was no wound left.

"Boss..."

You must have been here before, right?

It’s always like this…

She lowered her eyelids slightly.

Gu Qing quickly went over, put his hand on her shoulder, and asked—

"Are you alright, senior?"

"fine."

The tailor glanced at Gu Qing, smiled slightly, and then helped her to her feet.

"How is that zombie?"

"...What living corpse?"

Gu Qing tilted her head.

"Ok?"

The tailor frowned. Although she had caused some damage to the zombie, she shouldn't have stopped moving.

Is it...

The tailor and Gu Qing returned to the riverbank and looked at the chaotic battlefield.

There is also a method for rewriting cognition on a large scale.

Has someone intervened?

The tailor exhaled, took an earphone from Gu Qing's hand, and said—

"Little Red..."

"I didn't see it; it's very difficult for satellites to capture combat at this level."

"Okay, then you can talk to the local management about the follow-up arrangements."

"...Seamstress, are you alright?"

"I took a trip to hell."

The tailor smiled and said—

"But if she doesn't want me to die, hell won't take me."

"Is it the Boss?"

The tailor nodded.

Does that mean we're a little closer to her now? We've already given away our presence, which is practically giving her the benefit of the doubt.

"Xiao Hong, check the nearby residents."

"what happened?"

“This is a place where the surrounding residents often take a walk. I guess some superhumans live here and have stumbled upon something. They are checking if any of the surrounding residents are acting strangely.”

Maybe the Boss was with them and just happened to be there when this incident happened, and then he stepped in to save her.

She didn't believe that the person who said he was tired of her would keep paying attention to her; that willful woman must have bumped into her by chance.

Xiao Hong replied—

"I see."

……

……

"Meow~"

When Chen Ming arrived at his door, he saw a white cat sitting in front of the door. Its blue vertical pupils glanced at him indifferently, and then it licked its paws.

It seemed to be waiting for Chen Ming to open the door for it.

He had an arrogant demeanor.

He was almost overwhelmed with pleasure by Chen Ming before, but now he's putting on airs again.

Chen Ming smiled. If he weren't holding Miss Angel right now, he would definitely want to pet this little cutie. She always seems to disappear somewhere, and he can't find her all day. Without her in his hands, there's no chance to pet her.

My older sister took out her key and opened the door to our aunt's house. Everyone went inside first.

Chen Ming held Miss Angel's plump body in his arms. It was soft and comfortable, but because she was plump, she was a bit heavier than other girls. However, it didn't matter. Chen Ming was strong and could carry her.

So it doesn't matter if she's a little fuller. He looked at Miss Angel's broad chest, soft legs, and alluring triangle area, all of which were so tempting.

He gently placed Miss Angel on the bed.

Her injuries had almost fully healed along the way; the title of "Healing Angel" was indeed extraordinary.

If I get injured in the future, I just need to bury myself in her chest, take a nice nap, and when I wake up I will be fully recovered and full of energy.

The power to heal, the ability to heal enormous breasts...

just perfect.

He reached out and touched her forehead, gazing at her beautiful, work-of-art face with gentle eyes, and said—

"Thank you so much."

He brushed aside the golden hair that was obscuring her face and looked at the delicate skin peeking out from under her tattered clothes, which were slowly being repaired.

Lucifer walked up to him and said—

"We put that red-haired woman in the refrigerator."

"……refrigerator???"

Chen Ming's lips twitched. What was this all about? Were they treating them like a food reserve?

Dongyi said from outside—

"I was originally going to keep it at home, but after thinking about it, it's better to put it in the refrigerator than to bury it. The spiritual energy is plentiful, which can not only help with cultivation, but also keep food fresh. It's a win-win situation."

"..."

What an amazing use of spiritual energy.

Afu had already brought the red-haired woman back home through the door of Cerberus, curled her up in a knee-hugging position, and stuffed her into the bottom shelf of the refrigerator.

Looking at her face... no matter how you look at it, she looks just like Lü Bu, doesn't she?

Fu hesitated before closing the refrigerator door.

Then he went back to a wardrobe on this side through the balcony door and came out.

Chen Ming looked at A Fu, thinking that stuffing that girl into the refrigerator seemed a bit much... Even though her soul was gone, it still felt strange...

It's probably his pretty girl appearance that's causing the problem; if he were shaped like a watermelon, he wouldn't feel any psychological burden.

I'll deal with it when I have time later.

Chen Ming said—

"When you have time later, go ask Lü Bu. I have a feeling this thing must be related to her, otherwise how could it look so similar?"

Chen Ming had also seen Lü Bu perform martial arts, and now that he thinks about it, it really does look very similar.