On my second playthrough, they were full of malice towards me.

Jiuyou shook her head and sighed with slight regret.

opposite

Styutia: "."

"Sister Jiuyou is really, really amazing." The nun said through gritted teeth.

Ah

Ha ha ha.

You, the Empress of the Dragon Kingdom, have only been here a few days, how come you've already had fifty-five encounters with Lord Ash?! And you call that "only"? Empress? Bah! She, she's a goddess, and she's only had seven!

Styutia's eyes, which had been fixed on Jiu You, returned to their empty, ruthless state. She began to wonder if she had underestimated the threat posed by the seemingly simple-minded dragon girl in front of her, and she started to regret giving Jiu You the second place.

"Then it seems Tia will have to work harder too."

Jiuyou nodded without any objection, and even offered, "Okay, you go to Lord Ash's room tonight, I... I'll go."

"Sister Bu Jiuyou, don't you understand yet? Lord Ash deliberately used this scene to deceive me, actually just to... let's be together?"

"One by one!?"

At first, Long Niang didn't understand. But after the nun whispered the explanation in Jiu You's ear, Long Niang's face turned red. She first showed a very traditional and conservative expression, but then, hidden beneath it, was a hint of excitement.

Styutia wasn't surprised at all; after all, she had long seen through this dragon girl who used her aloof exterior to disguise herself—what kind of person was she really inside! Damn it!

But soon Styutia's eyes lit up, and she was back to being that lovable little nun.

"By the way, Sister Jiuyou, there's actually something else about status that I haven't told you about."

"That's right"

"If we ever encounter a situation where we have to be together, as the 'elder,' whatever I ask you, the 'younger,' to do, Sister Jiuyou, you'd better obediently do it!"

Chapter 166 The Pool and Playing Cards

The sound of water gushing from the showerhead at the edge of the pool somewhat alleviated the loneliness of the night, and the sparkling pool water under the bright moonlight was a delight to behold.

Unfortunately, this serene and beautiful scene was clearly not what a troubled young girl by the pool wanted.

Bored, Irene rested her chin on her hand, took off her boots, and sat on the steps of the pool. With her feet dangling in the water, she even started to examine the showerhead.

There were two showerheads in front of me, one of which was, of course, a faucet showerhead. Its appearance was powerful and imposing, and the rushing water flowed out of the faucet like a waterfall, finally hitting the surface of the pool and stirring up white waves, which was very enjoyable and relaxing to watch.

In contrast, the second showerhead located below the faucet has a much smaller diameter and is designed to resemble a white lotus flower, with a long, gentle stream of water like a beaded curtain.

But Irene soon discovered that the white lotus water sprayer should not be underestimated. Although it may not look particularly conspicuous, the entire fountain's operation is inseparable from it. It is the water sprayer that provides pressure from below, allowing the faucets and showerheads above to work continuously. It controls both the size and shape of the water flow, demonstrating its dominant position in the fountain's circulation system.

So

How incredibly bored must someone be to be researching a fountain here?

That's totally ruined!

Irene couldn't help but curse herself in her heart.

Shaking her head to banish the jumbled thoughts from her mind, Irene complained to the maid who was thankfully by her side, in a rather resentful tone:

"86, you mean the old antique sent us all away, acting all mysterious? What's he up to with Sister Xiaoyou? We've been with him for so long, what's he hiding from us veterans?!"

Irene tried to find a sense of shared misery in the maid, but unfortunately, the maid, who was in standby mode, opened her eyes, glanced at the girl by the pool, and then...

"Miss Irene has only been with her master for less than three months, yet she dares to call herself an elder," Number 86 said, shaking his head as he sighed, "Miss Irene has once again set a new low for shamelessness."

"Hmph! That's still better than you, a piece of junk I picked up halfway through, who I fixed up myself and who spent more time with this old relic!" the girl immediately retorted.

"While I am grateful for Miss Irene's repairs, I am a copy of 'Zero,' which, by comparison, means I also have countless years of past experiences following my master. This is fundamentally different from a blank slate like you," said Villain Number Eighty-Six, who revels in the feeling of bullying others based on birth and background.

After the maid spoke, Irene expected to retort, but the expected response did not come. Instead, the girl's expression turned somber, and she looked even more forlorn in the moonlight.

Because it is true.

Irene's level is comparable to that of Ah Xue and the maid, who are at the same level. One of them is obviously closer to Sister Xiao You. As they are both demi-humans, it is equivalent to having the Empress protecting them. As for 86, needless to say, the leader of the Mechanical Alliance is practically 86's sister.

According to the script, she, born in the Holy Kingdom, should have had a goddess protecting her. However, in reality, she had no good relationship with the goddess at all, and even punched the goddess, although the goddess was using Maria's body at the time.

So, looking at it this way, everyone else has a powerful background and connections, while I, just like the maid said, am a blank slate, not even "ordinary background," just a scavenger. When others find out later, they'll just laugh at me, right?

“Miss Irene, don’t be discouraged. I recommend you read a biography called ‘I Raised a Cannon Fodder NPC into a Legendary Witch.’ The female protagonist in it comes from a poor village in the countryside. She is just an ordinary village girl, but she later becomes the strongest witch in the world under the male protagonist’s guidance.” Seeing that Miss Irene’s expression was not right, Number 86 began to regret his previous bullying and tried to comfort her.

Irene: "."

Sighing, she turned her head and continued to stare forlornly at the moonlit pond. Soon, she felt the maid's footsteps approaching from behind.

"Alright, alright, Miss Irene, there's a special reason why Master isn't taking us with him tonight," 86 said, looking like he really couldn't do anything about it.

"Special reasons?"

"The master is playing cards with Sister Xiaoyou," Number 86 stated with absolute certainty.

"Play cards?"

"That's right. The first-stage master was using Paladin cards, the second-stage master was using Dragon Knight cards, and the current master should be performing card fusion to advance into a higher-level Holy Dragon Knight. 86, who has already brushed up on his card-playing knowledge, made this professional prediction."

"Of course, there's a certain probability that the Holy Light card will be flipped into a Shadow card. In that case, it would be Shadow Dragon Knight. Compared to Holy Dragon Knight, it has lower life points but is more aggressive. While explaining to Miss Irene, Number 86 also got into the zone, thinking about when he could unlock the Mechanical Knight card pack."

Irene: "."

You better be sure you're actually playing cards!

The girl felt a pang of sadness, but seeing the maid opposite her still analyzing the game with a serious expression, and having watched many card games herself, Irene immediately conjured up a series of images in her mind, causing a few blushes to creep up the girl's cheeks.

Even in Irene's heart, some strange thoughts inexplicably arose. For example, if 86 is the Mechanical Knight card, then what about her? What card would she be?

Of course, the girl quickly realized what was happening and immediately cursed herself for having such a thought. It was simply a disgrace to the brotherhood between her and the old man!

Unfortunately, it seemed too late; the maid opposite her immediately saw through what Irene was thinking.

“Miss Irene, don’t belittle yourself. You still have a 0.003% chance of becoming the Little Knight,” Number 86 comforted her.

Little.

***!

"I'm going to smash you piece of junk today!"

Enraged, Irene jumped off the edge of the pool, not even bothering to put on her boots, and lunged at the maid.

Having successfully comforted the girl and diverted her attention, 86 was preparing to join in some playful banter with Irene to pass the lonely night.

Sudden.

As Irene lunged at her from within 86 field of vision, the girl's character model began to break down.

Immediately afterward, before the maid could even react, a series of garbled characters exploded on the retina of her electronic eye like a virus.

From 86's perspective, the whole world instantly resembles a broken old television set, with every pixel distorted and disordered, creating a garbled screen.

No.

This is not chaos or disorder, but rather a process of collapse followed by reconstruction.

The first thing to be reconstructed was Irene's character model. After a blurring and distortion, it no longer resembled a young girl at all; it had completely transformed into a four-eyed, four-mouthed creature, like a canine, but with bizarre fish fins growing from its back, lunging at her.

Turbid monster.

The monstrous dog was right in front of her, its ferocious jaws pouncing to bite off her head. At that distance, she seemed to have no chance of fighting back and could only watch helplessly.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out from behind the maid. The armor-piercing bullet grazed her hair with incredible accuracy and struck the monster dog that was only inches away from her. The monster dog was blasted through the air by the force of the bullet, twitched a few times, and then turned into a bloody corpse, falling onto the desolate, dim yellow earth.

Yes.

Irene's character model was just the beginning; in 86's eyes, the entire world had been completely transformed.

The desolate, yellowish land was filled with sandstorms.

The corpses scattered everywhere, the pools of blood swallowed up along the cracks in the earth, then absorbed by something seemingly unseen, and finally transformed into a part of the blood-red sky that stained the sun and moon crimson and shrouded this land.

Chapter 167 Blood-Red Sky

The maid remained expressionless in the face of this strange phenomenon. As an android, she had no concept of words like "shock" or "panic." Although she didn't understand the situation, she quickly turned around and looked back at the place where the gunshot had just rang out.

Logically speaking, the other party saved her from the monster by shooting, so they must at least have goodwill towards her, and you might be able to get some information from them.

However, when 86 actually looked over, he was still stunned for a moment, as if he had been short-circuited for a moment.

because

The maid saw another maid.

It's another one, exactly like her.

The other person was holding a sniper rifle. When he saw her looking over, he didn't even look at her for a second. He quickly pointed the gun at another location and continued to pull the trigger, making a series of bangs.

When 86 followed the gunslinger's maid's gaze and looked in that direction, he realized that he was now in a...

On the battlefield.

Beneath the blood-red sky above, countless bizarre and twisted monsters, just like the one Irene had transformed into, were ravaging the land.

Their dense, endless numbers formed a black tide that seemed to devour everything.

But the current strange tide was forced to stop its advance precisely because it was subjected to an incredibly dense hail of bullets.

The artillery fire landed precisely at the feet of the monster horde, each shot perfectly blasting more than a dozen monsters into the air.

Some enormous monsters, several stories high, managed to break through the bombardment by virtue of their massive size. But whenever this happened, beams of azure lasers would precisely strike, piercing through the giant monsters' limbs and disabling their mobility. Then, the familiar sound of sniper rifles would ring out.

The scorching armor-piercing bullet pierced the monster's outer shell and struck its core. The behemoth could only let out a resentful roar before collapsing to the ground, motionless.

Whether it's artillery fire, laser energy beams, or sniper cores, all those who resist the monster horde on the battlefield are her, them.

That's right.

In fact, compared to the monster tide, although these monsters all exude a strong aura of turbidity and have become deformed and bizarre under the influence of turbidity, at least they all look different.

On the other side, however, were rows of maids, all with identical faces and expressionless expressions.