I'm on the Ark, and I started as a succubus.

Please, just get your PhDs out of here already!

"Hurry up, hurry up! The pretty girl is getting impatient!"

The system seemed to have noticed Bai Chen's unusual behavior and popped out again, chattering incessantly.

"Waaaaah, did you take all the power and benefits from me and then not want to mess with pretty girls anymore?!"

"Waaaaah, ahhh—you liar, you big liar! You deliberately let them escape again, you deliberately let them get away! You let Linguang escape on purpose just now!"

"Woo-ah, woo-ah... hiss-ha, hiss-ha, my nightingale, my little nightingale, woo-woo-woo, my nightingale! Hurry, hurry!"

irritable.

Bai Chen shook his head and began to think about just how strong he had to be to be able to gag this broken system, leaving it only able to make weak, feeble whimpering sounds.

"Waaaaah, my nightingale, my little nightingale... I don't care, I don't care! At least, at least Nightingale, Nearl, and Shining can't run away! Otherwise, otherwise I, I'll never be fooled again!"

"Alright, alright, now be quiet."

Bai Chen replied impatiently, "Did I say I was going to let them run away?"

"You didn't say it, but you plan to do it!"

"I used quite a few abilities to clean up the trouble caused by Rhodes Island along the way, so you should know very well what the effect of this piece of junk you gave me is!"

Bai Chen curled his lip in disdain, brought up the beastly nature bar, and slapped it onto the face of the virtual girl figure created by the system. "I wish I could clear it to zero right now. Now shut up and disappear, don't disturb me while I'm doing my business!"

"Oh~ We're going to get down to business now? Great!"

The system cheered, then, seeing Bai Chen calmly watching her, stuck out its tongue, silently turned around, and disappeared.

The heavy fire door was pushed open a crack, and the stop of time silently expanded. The Rhodes Island members stationed in the stairwell were completely unable to react, and by the time everything returned to normal, they had already been knocked to the ground.

129. Want to dance, Liz?

"Nightingale, I want to come in~"

Bai Chen walked through the corridor to the door of a room at the far end of the floor, straightened his clothes, and politely knocked on the door.

Shining was probably distracted by the commotion and isn't with Nightingale for now. Little Nightingale can't escape no matter what!

So, let's be a little gentler with the sweet and delicate young girl.

no respond.

It was so quiet that the only sounds were the whistling wind unique to high-rise buildings, and the soft patter of falling snow.

Despite not receiving a response from the beautiful girl, Bai Chen's smile remained unchanged.

He reached out and pushed open the heavy fire door, and a well-behaved, delicate, beautiful girl appeared before him.

The frail, beautiful girl sitting in a wheelchair had delicate shoulders that appeared almost thin, but that was all that made her look weak and sickly. If you looked down slightly, you would see that she still possessed the unique charm of a beautiful young woman.

The curves at the chest still supported the white dress. Although it wasn't as voluptuous as W or Huang, giving people a sense of overwhelming pressure, it didn't become ordinary either.

Her petite and delicate chest further suited her gentle and vulnerable temperament, exuding a fragile beauty that evoked pity from kind-hearted people and made bad people want to bully her.

'A bad guy has come in.'

Nightingale gently bit her cherry lips, her small hand quietly tightening its grip on the staff in her hand. The birdcage-like ornaments hanging on the staff slowly emitted a blue fluorescent light.

"No, don't come any closer."

The nightingale seemed to want to shout a warning, but in the end it only emitted an exceptionally soft, sweet, and languid voice.

She tried to move her body, seemingly trying to stand up, but ultimately, whether out of fear or because she was not feeling well, she obediently sat back down.

The white hat slipped to one side, and a cascade of blond hair fell down her left shoulder like a waterfall.

Nightingale bit her lip hard, and her usually melancholic face suddenly flushed with an inexplicable blush.

I don't know if it was because I was too eager to rebel, or if my already tightly closed heart easily developed cracks.

The handsome, dashing, and almost bewitching Sarkaz knew perfectly well that the strangers who appeared here were definitely bad people, but he still couldn't help but have an uncontrollable fantasy in his heart.

He fantasized that the Sarkaz before him was someone who had come to save him.

Nightingale gripped the staff tighter with her delicate hands, and realizing she had been staring at Bai Chen, she quickly looked away.

"Don't come any closer, my Originium Arts are very powerful."

She paused slightly, then, as if to remind herself not to overthink, raised her voice slightly and said, "You're not a good person. Liz knows you're the enemy!"

Her delicate voice still sounded soft and ethereal.

She was like a beautifully voiced doll. The ethereal quality of her voice, ironically, made her seem to lack a certain vitality.

"Oh~ Congratulations, little nightingale, that's right~"

Bai Chen smiled and raised an eyebrow at her, "How should I reward you?"

Nightingale paused for a moment, then activated her Originium Arts without hesitation.

She can do more than just use Originium Arts to heal Rhodes Island operators. She can also use Originium Arts to create 'sanctuaries' to provide combat squad members with areas that can reduce the power of Originium Arts or even cut off all external influences.

When the protective domain is activated to its fullest potential, it can reverse and create a completely isolated domain as a cage to imprison the enemy.

The crystals of the birdcage on the staff emitted a strong azure light.

An invisible, enormous birdcage projected down, enveloping Bai Chen.

A cage filled with darkness, fear, loneliness, solitude... and countless negative emotions.

Bai Chen did not feel any impact.

He glanced around, then shrugged at the nightingale with an indifferent expression. "Little nightingale, this won't do you any good."

The nightingale did not reply, but simply swayed its head repeatedly, its brows furrowed with fear and apprehension.

It's as if she has also trapped herself in that cage that has protected her countless times, and imprisoned her countless times.

The negative impacts of Originium Arts.

The nightmares of Kazdel have returned, and terrifying memories are flooding back once again as Originium Arts are overused.

narrow.

pitch black.

Only during treatment can one see a glimmer of hope.

But along with the light came an overwhelming, pungent stench of blood—

—Everyone who was brought here was badly injured.

She was doing her best to save them.

But what surged from all sides were even more almost screaming curses and distorted faces filled with rage.

She didn't want to hear those sounds, nor did she want to see anything.

Her exceptional and powerful Originium Arts talent came into play.

Emotions and consciousness are constructed into an unbreakable cage through Originium Arts, and the closed shell protects endless fragments of memories and herself within it.

It's quiet now.

It was still a cramped little space, but it was as comfortable as an exquisite birdcage, no longer damp and dark as before.

It won't be so dark that you can't see anything; it will glow.

The nightingale raised her head and looked at a small blue bird in the same cage as her. A smile appeared on her pale face, and she slowly raised her arm and opened her palm to indicate that it could fly over.

Those were her companions, so intimate that they could no longer distinguish which was real and which was an illusion.

“Come, come to Liz.”

The little blue bird fluttered its wings as if trying to land on the nightingale's palm.

It took off with a flapping motion, drawing a graceful arc in mid-air, but just as it was about to fall into the nightingale's palm, it was mercilessly grabbed by a pair of large hands.

"A companion creature? Nightingales have such cute names~ I thought they would also treat it as a beast companion."

Bai Chen's voice rang softly beside Nightingale's ear.

The nightingale was startled and quickly came to her senses.

Huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the central air conditioning humming and blowing warm air... everything told her that this was the real world.

The nightingale stared in astonishment for a moment, then suddenly turned to Bai Chen with resentment, almost angrily saying, "You...you killed it?"

No~

Bai Chen reached out and grasped her harp-like, shimmering golden hair. "It never existed. Hmm, it was just a companion that Liz imagined when she was in Kazdel... Hmm, it should be called hope or fantasy, imagining herself one day flying out of that terrible place like a bird."

Nightingale bit her lip and fell silent. Then her face was cupped and she was forced to look at the television on the side.

An opera program was playing on the television, and someone was dancing gracefully in the center of the stage.

"It should be there now."

Bai Chen leaned close to Nightingale's fair earlobe and whispered, "Would you like to dance, Liz?"

130 The gentleness has ended~

"Dance?"

The nightingale's eyes suddenly trembled, as if a stone had been thrown into a calm blue lake, causing ripples to spread.

However, that look in their eyes wasn't hope, but fear.

"don't want!"

The nightingale rustled its head and swayed its head, vehemently expressing its refusal.

She promised Nearl that after the Rhodes Island mission in Chernobog was over, she would go dancing with Nearl.

She will keep her promise.

Now, she would never dance with a strange Sarkaz, even if he was really good-looking and deceptively handsome.

"don't want?"

Bai Chen moved closer to Nightingale's face, feeling her smooth, delicate skin, and almost bit her ear as he said, "Really don't want to?"

"No...please, this won't do."

Nightingale bit her cherry lips, her blue eyes shimmering with a pleading look, "I...I promised Miss Nearl..."