Absolutely serious Xingtie, I awakened the other world system?

　Bai Qiong curled his lips, "I don't think we are that familiar with each other now, at least not in my current memory, but if you want, then it's up to you."

　Kafka looked at him tenderly and said infatuatedly: "It seems that you are still that simple and upright child, Aqiong, just like before..."

　Bai Qiong ignored Kafka's teasing and ambiguity.

　He walked to the window and looked at the sky outside, his heart still confused.

　Will Elio, as he predicted, really do something despicable?

　Bai Qiong rubbed his temples and thought hard, but he couldn't think of the answer to this question.

　"Why, you don't dare to look at me? Or... is there something you can't figure out?"

　Looking at Bai Qiong's expression, Kafka's seductive voice sounded again, "I told you, if you have any questions, feel free to ask me. Maybe I know the answer. There are many things about you in Elio's script..."

　Bai Qiong sighed, walked back to the table, sat down, and said to Kafka helplessly, "If you continue like this, I really can't calm down and think carefully.

　"But I don't think you can give me the answer to my question. Who knows whether what you say is true or false, you evil woman."

　"If you don't try it, how will you know?"

　Seeing Bai Qiong's slightly embarrassed look, Kafka chuckled, and her voice brushed past his ears like a feather: "How about this, Ah Qiong, let's play the "Truth or Dad" game!"

　Are we back to the original plot?

　Bai Qiong's mind moved.

　He imitated the plot and said with a hint of impatience: "Truth or Dare? Isn't it childish..."

　"This is a game you and I used to play a lot. It involves some psychological warfare."

　Kafka leaned forward slightly, got close to his ear, and lowered her voice, "Both parties will ask each other questions alternately. Lying is allowed, but the answers must be 'one true and one false'."

　Her breath brushed past his ears, carrying a faint scent of perfume, like some invisible temptation.

　Bai Qiong, who was sitting on the chair, subconsciously leaned back, but she gently stopped him with her hand. Even with the handcuffs with chains, her fingertips still brushed across Bai Qiong's collar, with a hint of teasing.

　"That is to say..."

　She continued, her voice so soft that it sounded like a whisper, "One of the answers I tell you must be true and the other false. But which one is true and which one is false, only the questioner can judge..."

　Bai Qiong turned his head away, trying to avoid her gaze, but Kafka kept moving closer.

　If she hadn't been handcuffed, restricting her movements, Bai Qiong had no doubt that she would stick to him.

　"Okay, we don't have much time, so... just two rounds."

　Her voice was a little lazy. "You have two questions in total, and you have to give me two answers. But remember: one must be true and the other false."

　Bai Qiong frowned and asked, "What will happen if everyone tells the truth?"

　Kafka blinked and said in a serious tone: "Ah, that's a foul! . . . "

　Then he laughed again, with a hint of mischief in his tone, "Well, the game requires both parties to consciously abide by the rules, but even if you break the rules, I won't know, and I can only let morality judge you."

　Bai Qiong nodded, "Okay, I promise you."

　After all, it wouldn't be bad to be able to ask Kafka two questions. At least now I can ask questions freely, unlike in the game where there are only fixed options.

　"I knew you wouldn't refuse."

　Kafka shook her hair lightly, then lay back on the table, saying in a relaxed tone, "But I can swear, Ah Qiong, I will abide by the rules, 'one true and one false'! As a demonstration, let me go first."

　"it is good……"

　Bai Qiong reluctantly responded, but he felt a little uneasy.

　"You seem a little panicked, but don't be nervous, Pioneer. The first question is irrelevant, you can answer it truthfully or falsely. The fun of this game will only emerge in the second question..."

　She stared straight at him, with a meaningful smile on her lips: "My first question is, do you like me, your mother?"

　What is the problem?

　No, did I hear it right?

　Is this woman crazy?!

　Bai Qiong was stunned for a moment, then said at a loss: "What...what's the question?! How can you still call yourself mother at this time?"

　"Oh, don't worry about it. Just answer honestly."

　Kafka chuckled, a hint of teasing in her tone.

　Bai Qiong turned his head away, not daring to look directly at Kafka, and said in a somewhat stiff voice: "Maybe it was a little bit like that before, but after you controlled me with your words, I felt that you were such a bad woman, and that I had wasted my good intentions to come and help. I really want to teach you a lesson."

　Kafka blinked and said in surprise, "Oh, I'm really sorry about this. But did you say what was in your heart? It seems that our Ah Qiong is still as bad at hiding himself as before?"

　She smiled lightly, with a hint of pride in her tone, "Then the answer to your next question must be false?"

　This bad woman!

　You don't mean to apologize at all?

　She seemed somewhat smug about her behavior.

　Bai Qiong felt speechless.

　"It's your turn to ask questions," Kafka said.

　Bai Qiong was silent for a moment, looking at her with complicated eyes, and finally asked: "What is the relationship between us?"

　This is the question in the original plot.

　Bai Qiong can determine his next question based on the answer and whether the other party's answer is true or false.

　Kafka was slightly startled, then she started to laugh. Her smile was filled with a hint of helplessness and tenderness, and she said softly, "Genetically speaking, you are my child. A quarter of the data that makes up your body comes from me."

　She sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness and doting, "However, Silver Wolf, A Ren and Sam are not suitable for taking care of children. So the responsibility of teaching you fell on my shoulders. I was so exhausted that I would throw you to the train as soon as I got the chance."

　Bai Qiong looked at her with disdain, "Then aren't you just telling a lie? Is this how you hide yourself?"

　"Why do you say that?"

　Kafka blinked her eyes and looked at Bai Qiong with an innocent expression.

　Tsk, the bad woman is acting cute...

　It's terrible!

　Although Bai Qiong had read the plot and knew that this was a lie, Kafka had no blood relationship with him.

　But combined with Kafka’s previous question, calling herself her own mother is a bit outrageous.

　Kafka still has this habit?

Chapter 33: This is not the Ah Qiong I want

　"Because...if you are really my mother, how could you possibly say something like, like whether you like me or not? This is too outrageous!"

　Bai Qiong analyzed with feigned indifference.

　"Hmm, you said yourself that I'm a bad woman, maybe I really think so?"

　As Kafka said this, she moved closer again, and their skin touched Baiqiong.

　Outrageous!It's too ridiculous!

　This woman...

　He can tell lies without blushing or getting nervous.

　"Okay, the time of ambiguity is always short, let's stop the truth or dare game for a while."

　Kafka stepped back slightly, looked into Bai Qiong's eyes, and said softly, "The real test is coming."

　Bai Qiong raised his head, his eyes sharp: "What do you mean?"

　Kafka's tone was relaxed but gradually became serious: "The young Cloud Rider Swordsman has received the order now and will be here in about half an hour.

　At this point, Kafka showed her pitiful look again, "He is not an easy opponent to deal with. Mom protected you before, but now, Aqiong, do you have the confidence to protect Mom from him?"

　Bai Qiong shrugged, not panicking at all, "That's Yan Qing, right? There's nothing to be afraid of."

　Yanqing, like Shivaro, is also a lazy planner. The same BOSS model is used repeatedly, becoming a stepping stone in the various plots of Xianzhou. It often fights with the protagonist for various weird reasons...

　Kafka raised her eyebrows, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone: "I'm very curious, where do you get the confidence to look down on the strongest cloud rider swordsman of the younger generation of Luofu Xianzhou? From what I remember, our Bai Qiong is not an arrogant person."

　"Aren't you still here? You can't really be unable to move, right?"

　Bai Qiong didn't believe that Kafka had no backup plan.

　Kafka chuckled, with a hint of helplessness in her tone: "Aqiong, what nonsense are you talking about? You have tied me up, and all my energy is focused on suppressing Aren's evil spirit. How can I be able to deal with him?"

　"No, it turns out you really can't fight. I thought you were testing me."

　Hearing Kafka say this, Bai Qiong's mouth twitched slightly.

　"The use of words is limited. Either they can give you psychological hints like before and then slowly control you... or they can only control people who have lost the ability to resist."

　She tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with the coquettishness of a little girl, "You can't count on me now. Unless you knock that boy down first, I can control him with my spiritual power."

　Bai Qiong's expression froze slightly, and he spread his hands, with a helpless tone in his voice, "Under normal conditions, I can't beat him. You don't think my fighting ability is very high, do you?"

　This is not a game. Bai Qiong has no teammates now. He doesn't have the ability to fight Yan Qing alone.

　"Think about it again."

　She lowered her voice and said to Bai Qiong seriously, "According to Elio's script, he said that only by finding you can we have a chance of defeating him."

　Bai Qiong frowned and thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out what Elio might be talking about.

　He asked with a hint of doubt in his tone: "What else did Elio confess?"

　Kafka's smile became more meaningful, and her voice was so soft that it was almost a whisper: "You've heard it, that is, the two of us would do that kind of thing..."

　"No, are these two related in any way? They don't fit in anyway..."

　Bai Qiong hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly realized that there might really be some connection.

　He asked the system in his heart -

　"Hey, system, so can that fire stick increase my combat power? Are you sure it's not some adult prop used for special fetishes?"

　[The host seems to be questioning the reward given by this system. This fire stick has a special attack on ice-type characters. Not to mention Yan Qing, even the former sword master Jing Liulai would be burned down by the fire stick. ]

　[Now Kafka has an inexplicable obsession with desire and happiness, and has a kind of charm, which is different from other little girls...]

　[There is no need for this system to modify common sense, her own depravity value can increase rapidly! ]

　[This bad woman has behaved like this, host, why don't you act quickly, are you still the protagonist of the harem novel? ]

　Looking at the subtitles given by the system, Bai Qiong opened his mouth wide, not knowing how to curse this broken system.

　It really shocked my mom!

　It was said before that Scott sent his father to prison - so filial!

　Now it seems that I really have to do something similar.

　He seemed to have understood what Elio meant by doing that kind of thing.

　But, do I really have to do that to Kafka...

　Even though Kafka was not his biological mother, Bai Qiong was now in a moment of hesitation.

　However, this will be the last time Bai Qiong hesitates when facing a woman after he possesses the other world system!

　Soon, Kafka will teach him how to be a real man.

　This will be the first lesson Kafka teaches Bai Qiong after he loses his memory...

　……

　"So, did you remember something?"

　Kafka looked at Bai Qiong meaningfully, "If the two of us do that, will it really help you defeat the strongest young cloud rider swordsman in Luofu?"

　Bai Qiong nodded with slight hesitation.

　"Why don't you hurry up? I'm already tied up. Do you expect me to move on my own?"

　"No, you should at least restrain yourself..."

　Bai Qiong was speechless for a moment.