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To avoid you all making a fuss here, I'll just announce it directly.

There was originally no female lead, really, but I'm an overly realistic person, which led me to think that if someone works in the wild for more than ten years, they would see a sow and think it's Diao Chan.

Old Xia is a normal man with no physical or mental illness. It's impossible to expect him to be "completely free of worldly desires" like some light novel protagonists or even ascetics.

Therefore, Lao Xia will inevitably need to find a girlfriend or partner, even if it's just temporary.

So, in the current roles...

Kal'tsit is impossible, because she arranged for her to be a couple with the Doctor.

Skadi is out of the question. Her Haizi bloodline means there's a possibility of DNA contamination. Old Xia himself works in this field and has dealt with the Zerg for a long time. No matter how beautiful she is, he wouldn't dare—unless he's truly single and has been holding back for years, reaching the level of a sow that looks like Diao Chan.

The white rabbit was raised like a daughter; she's too young. No matter what, it's still too much to portray a loli in real life.

Talulah and Lao Chen—you two brothers should go home early and not worry your wives.

W could be considered a good choice. I initially considered Cockroach Girl, but once I started thinking about it, from Cockroach Girl's perspective, Lao Xia was not a good partner. Her approach to Lao Xia was similar to that of a nightclub princess—she was after a sugar daddy's sponsorship, purely driven by feelings without any romantic involvement.

Rosemary—for a one-year-old baby, this isn't just excessive, it's downright morbid.

Amiya and the girl of the same age—a real infant—should also be killed first.

Other characters like Jessica, the perfumer, and Myrtle are more suitable, but either their status is not good enough or their age is too terrible.

So, for now, if there has to be a female lead, it can only be the little tiger.

after all:

Being a "rich woman" implies that she shares some common ground with Lao Xia, who also comes from an era of great material abundance, even if it's a bit retro.

She is cheerful, doesn't harbor many deep-seated grudges, and has a temperament similar to that of a girl born in peacetime.

He's a bit stingy, much like Lao Xia, who, despite coming from an era of material abundance, is essentially an agricultural technician and office worker.

There are large enterprises that can complement Lao Xia. Putting aside everything else, with Swire Group leading the way, the Victoria market is absolutely doomed.

Having a family involved in heavy industry, capable of building mobile cities, was a huge help to Lao Xia. Conversely, Lao Xia's knowledge and skills could be monetized at an astonishing speed.

An only daughter and sole heir means the family business is unlikely to fall into the hands of others, even if there are competitors... Katagawa-style inheritance method ojpg (metaphor from Borderlands 3).

Based on purely rational judgment, it seems that the only woman Lao Xia can meet who won't object to his bloodline or background is Little Tiger.

As for the Covenant issue, it actually has no impact, because the Covenant is short of people, as long as there is no reproductive isolation.

You can basically obtain citizenship through marriage. In a sense, marriage is the fastest way for locals to become citizens of the Covenant.

However, as I mentioned before, the average appearance of either female or male players in Terra... makes it a bit difficult to meet this requirement...

Chapter Six: Dragon and Tiger Fight, The Tiger of the Orca

Chapter Six

"Can't we not go?" White Rabbit asked, puffing out her cheeks. What kind of person is this Longmen official? Does he never handle any official business? He's always pimping people out of nowhere. Did he come from Longmen's red-light district?

"No way, it's normal for someone to be watching my business, which is so big. You can't imagine, W has already taken down several groups of people in the last few days."

These people weren't really planning to kill Lao Xia, but rather to force him to give them a bigger slice of the pie by kidnapping people around him or creating security pressure.

Of course, no evidence will be left behind. It doesn't matter if it fails, since those who die are just "garbage" that will be useless after the old city project is completed, and no one even knows what to do with them.

"When they discover that my security measures are completely consistent with my identity, but they cannot directly confront me, they will inevitably choose a more conciliatory approach."

It's like Swire Group realizing they couldn't possibly create a channel for sugar to enter the country through military friction with the Ursus Group, so they had no choice but to borrow money—besides, for Swire Group, this was no loss, and they might even make a profit.

People in this position are no longer short-sighted. Faced with three options—making money, losing money, or mutual destruction—businessmen can only choose the first option. They are here to do business, not to fight.

"Pressing pressure on the leaders of Longmen, attempting to annex them through the ancient method of marriage alliance, or at least directly sharing the profits as 'relatives of the emperor' is one of their options. It's just a matter of what bargaining chips they're willing to offer."

"So, if the price is right, are you really prepared to agree?"

“If the offer is right and there’s a certain threat, I’m really prepared to play along for a bit, and then…” Old Xia chuckled, “Marriage alliances usually have to consider social standing, which is normal in Terra. Can you imagine the Black Serpent Duke marrying a country girl? And I’m not a nobleman, so I don’t care about bloodlines…”

"So, we agree first, appease them, and then turn around and bankrupt their company. Then they won't have equal status, and the engagement can be canceled, right?"

Having learned a lot these past few days, the white rabbit was quick to apply what she had learned to other situations: "While it's shameful to be materialistic and prejudiced against the poor, it's certainly useful, isn't it—"

“Smart, but there’s still a premise…” Old Xia’s cheek twitched. “Be prepared for both possibilities. If the other side doesn’t have enough bargaining chips, or if they are too strong… then we’ll use Plan B.”

His purpose in engaging in this great cause of self-exploitation was to enjoy himself here, not to compromise himself for the sake of capital appreciation.

If the other party's "resolution" is too low, then we should fight to the end, even if it means abandoning the project.

"So, Option B is for me to cause trouble?"

“Not enough—” Old Xia shook his head, “You’ll have to play the role of a spoiled and willful young lady or a complete burden depending on the situation, and then see the woman’s attitude. And if that doesn’t scare her, or if she’s also prepared for a purely transactional relationship like me, and has no expectations regarding the man’s family background or personality…”

“It’s time to unleash our ultimate weapon, but I don’t think your preparations are very reliable…” White Rabbit looked at W, who was getting dressed up, “I feel like her words are obviously fake; the smell is too strong.”

W's air about her being too worldly is not entirely her fault; she learned these skills from a socialite in order to infiltrate a banquet hall and plant a bomb, in a sense.

When W adopts this demeanor, it basically means one thing—she's purely after your money or your life, without any personal feelings involved.

So what is the real W's personality like? In the words of the old lynx, "Once you've seen the real W's personality, you'll burst out laughing without hesitation whenever you see her at other times, dressed up, or disguised."

"Actually, I have a better option, but I need a helper."

"Who?"

“W…”

"No problem." Old Xia nodded. This was originally Plan B. Of course, there was also Plan C, which was if the person was really good and it was indeed advantageous... then going along with the plan wouldn't be bad either.

“Aunt Skadi, why don’t you give it a try?” The little orca snapped out of its reverie and was pulled to the dressing table by the white rabbit, who then pressed it down in front of the seat. “Miss W, please.”

"Ah, let me think..." W had formally studied makeup and dressing, and even professional communication and facial expression management; otherwise, how could she have infiltrated certain high-end venues to plant bombs?

“Miss Skadi, your face shape and skin are very good, so you only need a little foundation. You have a standard cool skin tone, so you should use a pink-toned foundation. Let’s use this shade… Your clothes should also use warm tones, so let’s use this red one.”

Makeup is a professional skill, and it is even related to an individual's skin tone and type. The simplest way to tell is to hold your hand up to the sunlight.

If your skin is fair and your veins appear bluish, you have a cool undertone and should wear warm-toned clothing.

On the contrary, blindly pursuing whiteness will only result in an unhealthy, bluish-gray complexion.

“Your hairstyle needs a change too. Your long, straight hair gives off a bit of an icy beauty vibe. The simple braids, combined with your bare face and wearing a tank top and trousers, make you look like a bodyguard standing next to the boss, instantly overshadowing your beauty. All of these need to be changed.” Skadi’s silver hair was loosened, washed, and then the ends were permed into slight curls before being divided into two sections and hanging down.

"Stand up, let me see... turn around... come on—" Skadi obediently stood up. She had changed into a beautiful dress, revealing her rounded and delicate shoulders and exquisite collarbones. Her well-trained and shapely thighs showed no signs of training or battle. Her skin was as white as snow and as smooth as cream. Her slender waist was so delicate that it seemed to conceal a powerful strength.

Any seasoned lecher can tell at a glance that with that waist and those legs, even disregarding her figure and looks, she's practically a killer weapon for men, and in every sense of the word, few men can resist her.

[Zoological tidbit: When encountering a female killer whale, no man can last more than 5 seconds; she'll send you flying in every sense of the word...]

"Wow, what a natural beauty..." W clicked her tongue. Her natural beauty and alluring charm were captivating. But when her gaze fell on her face, W's expression froze. Without seeing her face, even as a woman, Skadi, with her makeup on, would have to exclaim, "Where did this stunning beauty come from?" But once she saw her face, all that was left was, "Big brother, who are we going to kill today?"

“You can’t do it like that. Come on, smile like me…” W gave a witch-like smile, and then Skadi thought for a moment and laughed. “Stop! Don’t smile like that anymore, or people will just defend themselves.”

She looked like a predator grinning at its prey on the battlefield, giving the impression that she would raise her greatsword and become a monster that could tear apart corpses at any moment.

"Then, try the expressionless face of an ice queen..."

"Phew, that's much more normal..." Standing there quietly, hands clasped in front of her, expressionless with her silver hair hanging down, Skadi truly resembled an ice queen, but...

"She's too otherworldly." Even White Rabbit could tell that although she was indeed a great beauty, she was more like a fairy from somewhere, the kind who didn't eat or drink, which didn't match the role she was about to play at all.

"Never mind, it's just a minor flaw. Here, make a mournful expression; you'll definitely need to use it today, like this..."

W hesitated for two seconds, then walked over with an expression that was three parts allure and seven parts sorrow, and placed her hand on Skadi's body. "Darling..."

"Uh..." Skadi visibly got goosebumps.

"Ms. W, you're acting too hard; it's not natural enough!"

“You can’t do it without putting in a little effort. Do you think Miss Skadi can understand that subtle feeling?” Old Xia felt that what W said made sense.

"Come on, make a mournful expression..."

“I can’t…” Skadi shook her head. “It’s too difficult, I…”

"Have you ever felt sad, betrayed by comrades, died, or felt the cruelty of fate?"

W, with her rich experience, started using empathy techniques on her. Even if you've never been a madman, you've definitely been a madman. If you can find that emotion and amplify it, that's about it.

"Is that so? I... I'll try my best." Skadi closed her eyes and began to recall her past life. Her facial muscles slowly relaxed, no longer carrying that constant tense, guarded feeling.

Then, her rose-colored eyes slowly opened, no longer sharp like swords, but filled with fragile mist, her gaze soft and delicate, as if they would shatter at the slightest touch.

A melancholic aura slowly emanated from her, softening her overly sharp expression and posture, as if she were enveloped in a soft-focus filter, yet possessing a strange, ethereal beauty that seemed like a mirage, as if this beauty might vanish into the waves at any moment, turning into a bubble and evaporating.

"Oh my god! I made a mistake!" White Rabbit slapped herself in the face. At this moment, Skadi, who was dressed up in her finest clothes and looked so sad, was so beautiful that she was almost a second Skadi. Not to mention men, even a woman as hard-hearted as W would want to hug her and take good care of her.

Before the stunned group could recover, Skadi resumed her usual expressionless demeanor. "Is this alright?"

"Alright, just show this look when the time comes. This pitiful little face will be enough to make the other party feel ashamed and leave on their own."

"Will it work?" Skadi frowned. "If the opponent is a warrior, they will never give up because of a temporary setback..."

"But she can't be a soldier. Okay, let's do this: we'll go to the agreed location and ambush her until you give us your signal, boss..."

"No problem. When the time comes, you guys just pretend to have bumped into the unfaithful man's girlfriend, and I'll just go along with it and refuse him." Old Xia gave a thumbs up, though he was a little disappointed.

Skadi was clearly the most beautiful woman he had ever seen here when she was in a softer state, someone who could be ranked at the top of the pyramid even in the Covenant—but it turned out she was a real man, the kind with a body of steel.

This contrast made Lao Xia feel like he was a cross-dressing master, charming and alluring.

But when I actually got to know him, something just felt off. As a normal Covenant male with a normal sexual orientation and whose implant blocked the secretion of certain hormones, it just felt... very strange.

Meanwhile, at the Guard Bureau, "Pink Sausage... no, Commander Chen, please! Only you can do this!" Swire, with her honey-gold hair and elaborate attire, clasped her hands together and pleaded repeatedly with the blue-haired girl in front of her.

"With so many people in the Guard Bureau, why did you specifically choose me, Char Siu Cat?" Old Chen looked puzzled. "Besides, the men in the Guard Bureau are quite nice too—"

“No, no, no, only you can do this…” Swire waved her hands repeatedly, “They’re obviously there to catch a thief, too many people will just cause a lot of trouble…”

“That makes sense. When it comes to ambushing and arresting, we do need to consider the compatibility between the person in disguise and the occasion…” Old Chen nodded. “Only someone like you, Commander, can handle such a high-class place.”

"Char Siu Cat, flattering me won't help you with this..."

"Hey, you pink-cheeked dragon, this is clearly trouble caused by your uncle. Do you want to stay out of it?" Swire realized that pleading was useless, so she immediately stood up straight.

"Fine, consider this what I owe you, just this once. Hey, what are you all standing around looking at? Haven't you seen the old photos... Waaah—"

"Let's give Sister Shi some face," Sister Ghost sighed. "Do you need my help with the outfit?"