I'm in Morioh, just joined a chat group for cute girls.

Gu Ye's voice came from the side, shattering her illusion, "Your mental strength is still too weak. If you really immerse yourself in a character one hundred percent, you may be devoured by the character's consciousness and become that person forever, never to change back."

Kitagawa Kaimu's excitement faded somewhat. She nodded gently and obediently replied, "Yes, I understand. I'll be careful."

But then she leaned close to Gu Ye's ear, her breath carrying a sweet scent, and lowered her voice, her tone laced with a hint of slyness: "But speaking of which, I don't know why, every time I transform into the Thunder Queen, as long as I think of you, I feel like my power keeps flowing out."

That's because the Thunder Queen already liked me, and you like me too. With these two feelings combined, it's natural that you can unleash your power even better. This guess flashed through Gu Ye's mind, but he didn't say it aloud.

⑧①The entanglement of feathers and the beginning of the blame

Seeing that Gu Ye remained silent, Kitagawa Kaimu drew her own conclusion: "It must be because Gu Ye is supporting me that I've become stronger! This must be the power of love!"

After she finished speaking, she looked at Gu Ye with a wicked smile, her eyes gleaming with ill intent: "Hey, Gu, do you want... me to become the Queen of Thunder right now, and then we'll do some... things we love to do?"

"Don't use group members to play this kind of prank."

Gu Ye pushed away her head that was leaning towards him, speechless.

"Eh—it's just a thought!"

Kitagawa Kaimu stuck out her tongue. "I know my limits, after all, we're acquaintances. If you really want to do role-playing, Gu, how about we pick some characters from games? Next time we play 'The Witch and the Knight,' how about I become the witch and keep you company?"

Gu Ye glanced at her but didn't say anything.

Every time we play a game, it's always her who takes the initiative to become a character in the game and enthusiastically drags me into playing.

The two turned their attention back to the chat group, where the topic had shifted from Matou Sakura to how to use the points.

[Devil Muscle Rin]: I checked the 50,000 points this time. There's an item in the system shop that costs exactly 50,000 points. The description says it can cleanse the body and should completely solve Sakura's health problems. I plan to go to your place tomorrow to help Sakura recover.

【Sword Maiden】: Using them all at once? That's a decisive decision. I plan to save the points for a rainy day.

【Rice Herrscher】: Me too, I don’t need anything in particular for the time being.

[Red Executioner]: I exchanged all the Originium for supplies and brought them back, but I didn't get any points.

[Fiora]: Excuse me... how can I use points to convert them into strength the fastest?

Ais's question immediately piqued Kitagawa Kaimu's interest.

【Marin】: @Sword Princess Ais, look here! I'll teach you! Points are the best! You can use them directly to enhance your physical attributes, such as strength and agility—simple, direct, and effective! You can also use them to enhance your skills and magic, making your 'Wind Strike' faster and stronger! Or, you can buy some useful equipment or items in the shop!

Kitagawa Kaimu enthusiastically became a mentor for newcomers in the group, explaining in detail the various uses of points to Ais.

Meanwhile, in a room on Rhodes Island in the distant world of Terra.

Vishdale lay on his side in bed, completely devoid of the madness he had displayed during the day.

She wrapped herself up in the blanket, leaving only her head sticking out, her eyes fixed on the screen of her personal terminal.

The screen displayed an article she had just found, titled "100 Quick Tips to Become the Perfect Girlfriend".

"First rule: Always maintain a gentle smile..."

Vishdale curled his lip. "Tsk, disgusting. I can't do it."

She skipped directly to the next item.

"Second rule: Learn to cook, win his stomach..."

She considered her disastrous cooking skills and decisively gave up.

"Thirdly: When he needs it, give him unconditional support and a warm hug..."

Vishdale's fingers paused when she saw this. Gu Ye's face and the warmth of his embrace flashed through her mind. This… might be worth a try.

She carefully wrote this down using the terminal's memo function.

Article 10: Occasional little surprises can enhance a relationship...

Article 25: Sharing common interests...

Article 46: In his presence, one may appropriately show weakness to evoke his protective instincts...

Vischdale read through each item one by one, sometimes frowning, sometimes pursing her lips, sometimes nodding thoughtfully. She carefully copied and pasted all the items she considered "seemingly feasible" into a new document, which she titled—【Gu Ye's Special Operation Manual】.

The corridors inside Rhodes Island are always temperature-controlled, but Vishdel still instinctively shivered as he stepped out of the room.

It wasn't because of the temperature, but because of the face outside the door that was filled with "irritability" and "exhaustion".

The doctor was pacing anxiously back and forth in front of her room, arms crossed, his coat crumpled and his tuft of hair drooping listlessly.

When she saw the door open, she immediately stopped, her eyes shining with the light of someone who had found a savior.

"You're finally awake!"

The doctor's voice was weak and feeble, "I thought you had died inside."

"Huh? You useless PhD, blocking my door in the middle of the afternoon, do you want me to turn you into a bomb?"

Vishdale gave a mocking smile, stretched, and her ample breasts drew a stunning curve with the movement.

She was only wearing a large black T-shirt that just covered her thighs, leaving her two fair and slender legs exposed to the air.

"I don't have time to waste with your nonsense."

The doctor was clearly not in the mood to argue with her. She irritably scratched her already fluffy black hair. "Something's happened. It's a big problem."

"What could be more troublesome than twisting Theresis's head off?"

Vishdale leaned against the doorframe, watching her with great interest.

Chapter 127 Rin Tohsaka Saves Her Sister!

"It's Talulah and the others."

The doctor's brows furrowed deeply. "The Chernobog matter is almost settled, and it's time to put their trial on the agenda. But... those guys are completely uncooperative."

She sighed and continued, "I originally wanted to involve Gu Ye and the others, since they seem to have a knack for handling these kinds of things. But they left too quickly, and I can't get in touch with them."

The doctor's gaze fell on Vishdale, with a clear intention: "You should have a way to contact Gu Ye, right? I'd like to ask him to come back and see if there's any way."

Contact Gu Ye?

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Vishdale's heart skipped a beat upon hearing the suggestion.

She almost immediately wanted to agree.

She also wanted to try out the "techniques" she had stayed up all night learning to see how the man would react.

But the thought only lasted a second before being suppressed by her pride as a top mercenary.

No, it's useless to bother him with such a small thing.

Perfect, let him see that I'm not just a crazy guy who only knows how to play with bombs.

"Huh? You're calling that guy back just for something this trivial?"

Vishdale scoffed, "You're really a useless PhD. Tell me, what specific difficulties have you encountered?"

The Doctor paused, surprised by Vishdale's reaction, but still answered honestly, "Talulah, Mephisto, the Kingslayer, and that guy called Bonecrusher. These are tough nuts to crack. Talulah has been silent since she was imprisoned, and no one can get through to her; Mephisto is mentally unstable and highly aggressive; the Kingslayer is unresponsive and just sneers; Bonecrusher completely refuses to communicate. The others... Faust and Misha, on the other hand, are quite quiet."

Vishdale listened quietly, her fingers tapping unconsciously on the doorframe, her mind racing, matching the names with the information network in her head.

"I thought it was something serious."

After a moment, she spoke dismissively, "Is your brain just for decoration? You can't even figure out such a simple personnel configuration?"

Before the Doctor could object, she offered a solution: "Why don't we just send Mephisto's sister Frostnova? He listens to that white rabbit the most. He wouldn't dare utter a word whatever Frostnova says."

"As for the broken bones,"

She paused, then said, "Isn't that little girl named Misha still alive? Let Misha go talk to him. Misha is his sister, and that's more useful than a thousand words from you."

"Kingslayer... Hmph, that little brat, her head is full of her ridiculous survival rules."

Vishdel's lips curled into a cold smile. "Let her see Kal'tsit. Let that old woman use her best methods to completely shatter her twisted logic, and she'll behave."

Finally, she looked at the Doctor, her gaze becoming somewhat complicated: "As for Talulah... let Chen go. Only the two sisters can resolve their own issues. Having others go will only make her more withdrawn."

Vishdale finished speaking in one breath, his words clear, logical, and perfectly organized, showing none of his usual madness and chaos.

The doctor was completely stunned. She opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't find any way to refute it.

Every candidate that Vishdel proposed precisely hit the nail on the head regarding the problem.

Her tangled thoughts, born of worry, seemed to be instantly untangled by a sharp pair of scissors.

"...What you said makes sense."

The doctor's worried expression finally eased. She nodded, her eyes brightening again. "How could I not have thought of that... Okay, I'll go arrange it right away!"

As if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders, she turned to leave, but after taking two steps, she stopped and turned back to instruct, "Although your suggestion is good, just in case... you should still contact Gu Ye when you have time and tell him about the situation here. It's always safer with him around."

"I understand, you useless doctor, get out of here."

Vishdale waved his hand impatiently.

The doctor's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Around the corner not far away, Theresa slowly emerged. She stood there, listening quietly to the entire conversation.

She looked at Vishdel with tender satisfaction in her eyes.

This child has really grown up.

She's no longer that little girl who would just follow me around and vent her emotions with explosions.

She has begun to learn to think and use her mind and wisdom to solve problems.

“You did a great job, Vishdale.”

"Theresia said softly."

"Tch, I've always been fine."

Vishdale continued to be sarcastic, but his ears were burning slightly.

She slammed the door shut, shutting out Theresa's gaze.

Back in her room, she leaned against the door, a strange feeling welling up inside her, a mixture of pride and satisfaction.

Hmph, useless doctor, you really can't do without me.

She shook her head to clear her mind of these distracting thoughts, then quickly walked to the bedside and picked up her personal terminal.

She opened the familiar chat group interface, which had only a handful of members, and took a deep breath.

Alright, now it's time for practice.

Her finger hovered over the screen as she quickly reviewed the "Battle Manual for Gu Ye" she had written down the night before.

The first step is to start with a friendly but not overly enthusiastic address...

【American Scythe】: @WeatherForecast, are you there?

The moment she sent the message, she felt something was amiss.

The word "hello" doesn't seem to fit the standard of "friendly"?

She quickly retracted the message.

Forget it, let's just order directly.

The manual says that expressing your needs can also stimulate a man's protective instincts.

She reorganized her words.

【American Scythe】: @WeatherForecastGuYe, I need to talk to you about something.

In classrooms.

The math teacher's monotonous voice was like a lullaby, making Gu Ye, who was sitting by the window, drowsy.

He rested his chin on his hand as the chat group interface unfolded before his eyes, with Vishdel's somewhat awkward message still lingering on the screen.

[Weather Forecast]: Yes, in class. What's up?

[American Scythe]: There's a bit of trouble on Rhodes Island. The Doctor, that good-for-nothing, can't handle the trial of those prisoners, Talulah, and asked me what to do.

Vishdale quickly recounted the doctor's predicament and his own advice, his words filled with disdain for the doctor and pride in his own scheme.

[Weather Forecast]: Your approach was correct and very accurate. However, Talulah's situation is more complicated. The black snake's consciousness within her is unwilling to recede, and she herself doesn't want to wake up. I don't have a good solution for now; we'll have to see how things go later.

[American Scythe]: Okay, I got it. That's all for now.