Ark Heroine Development Plan

Guan Yueli stretched lazily. "Xiao Chen wants to meet me tomorrow. I guess she wants me to come clean. I think... it's okay to tell her."

She held her chin with one hand and looked at Xingxiong, saying meaningfully:

"If Xiaoxing wants to know anything, you can ask her directly."

Chapter 116 - Second Conversation with the Bad Woman

Chen was a little nervous.

Thinking carefully about everything that happened yesterday, she felt more and more that her attitude towards Guan Yueli seemed... a little too bad.

She had clearly reminded herself repeatedly in her heart that she should not be so disrespectful to the woman who possessed the power of a demon god, but Mr. Chen repeatedly offended Guan Yueli with his reckless attitude, and Guan Yueli's indifferent attitude made her feel even more guilty.

All in all, I regret it, very much.

The time and place of the meeting had already been informed to Guan Yueli through Xingxiong. Her friend was the only bridge of communication between her and Guan Yueli. When Chen thought of Xingxiong, his thoughts inevitably drifted to the things happening in the slums.

At that time, Xingxiong's surprised and worried expression made Chen very concerned. In everything she did in the past, Xingxiong basically spared no effort to support her, even if it was unorthodox or against the rules, Xingxiong always supported her.

But this time, even without mentioning stance or principles, Xingxiong raised his objection without hesitation.

"You don't fit in there."

She answered Chen seriously and firmly.

Xingxiong at that time... seemed to have foreseen something. Her eyes were full of worry, and the firmness and decisiveness in her words were to prevent what she foresaw from happening. Chen could feel this.

"Inappropriate..."

Chen leaned on the sofa, looked up at the chandelier in the living room, put the back of his hand on his forehead, and muttered to himself.

"What's so...inappropriate about it?"

It's just that I can't do it. It's just because, with my own abilities, I am not able to face and deal with the things in the slums. That's all.

Everything that happened in the past few months shattered all the pride Chen once held.

Looking at every "great achievement" she had, was there one that was completely and truly accomplished solely by her own ability? She was just an insignificant participant; replacing her with anyone else would not change the final outcome of the incident.

Anyone who gets Guanyueli's favor can do what she does.

Yes, Chen felt that... he had only gained Guan Yueli's favor.

Anyone could see that the woman was unusually tolerant and forgiving towards him. Chen, the person involved, was the slowest to react, but he wasn't so foolish as to think Guan Yueli was simply having fun with him after everything he'd been through.

"Ding-dong-"

The doorbell rang, and Chen jumped up from the sofa.

She glanced at the hanging clock and saw that it was exactly the same time as the agreed time.

Then he glanced at the coffee table. There was tea at the right temperature, and strong liquor from the East... The living room was also clean, so there shouldn't be any problems.

The girl took a deep breath and walked towards the door in her slippers.

pat-

When he opened the door, what came into view was the pair of ferocious rabbits that Chen had seen countless times but still couldn't get used to.

"I smell... well, good wine."

The woman standing at the door leaned forward and entered the hallway, sniffing and not caring at all that she was pressing her breasts into Chen's face.

Chen put his hands on Guan Yueli's shoulders, pushing her back while pushing her, and subconsciously said angrily: "Guan... Yue!"

"what?"

Guan Yue Liyi lowered his head and saw the girl with messy hair, and smiled embarrassedly.

Then he reached out and ruffled her hair even more.

"I lost myself when I smelled the alcohol. Sorry, Xiao Chen."

She withdrew her forward body and finally asked in a more serious tone, "Can I come in?"

"...Ah, um, please, please come in."

Chen was stunned for a second or two, and his heart went cold again - what was going on with his brain? It was completely out of control. He expressed any grievances or dissatisfaction he felt to Guan Yueli without thinking.

Guan Yueli didn't care at all... or rather, she didn't pay attention to these details at all. She kicked off her clogs carelessly, walked barefoot on the floor, and walked leisurely as if she had returned home.

"But I didn't expect..."

Guan Yueli sat on the sofa and immediately grabbed the wine bottle on the coffee table, bit open the cork, and took a sip with relish.

"Xiao Chen, you...tontonton...would you ask me to come to your house...tontonton...to discuss something...haah~"

Putting the wine bottle on the coffee table, Guan Yueli crossed her legs and looked at Chen with a smile.

"...Because Xingxiong... and Guanyue entertained me once before."

Chen's voice was a little tense: "This time, consider it my treat."

One person crosses his legs, leans sideways, and supports his chin with one hand; the other person keeps his legs together, stands straight, and puts his hands on his knees. The host acts like a guest, and the guest acts like a host.

"Forget it, forget it. I didn't treat you that time." Guan Yueli waved her hand. "If you want to pay it back, remember to return it to Xiaoxing, and -"

The woman suddenly stood up, and Chen's body subconsciously tensed up.

Guan Yueli swept away the scattered things on the coffee table, put one leg on the coffee table, and leaned forward.

Chen was naturally forced to lean back repeatedly until he was stuck to the cushion, with no room for retreat.

"Um……"

Guan Yueli looked Chen up and down, their faces only a few centimeters apart.

"Um!……"

As she watched, she made a very strange nasal sound, which became increasingly heavier.

"Um!!……"

Reach out and pinch.

A vein popped out on Chen's temple, but she still didn't move, letting Guan Yueli ravage her cheek.

Soon, Guan Yueli let go of his hand, and Chen felt relieved, glad that he did not lose his temper.

"Um!!!……"

The woman bit it with a "wow".

Chen was stunned for a full five seconds until Guan Yueli opened his mouth, with moisture and the smell of alcohol still lingering on his cheeks.

"Guan-yue-li!!!"

The toyed Xiaolonglong angrily pushed away the woman who was trying to press on him and roared loudly:

"What's wrong with your brain?"

"Hahahaha-"

The bad woman who was pushed away curled up on the sofa, holding her stomach and laughing. If the sofa was not big enough for her, she would have started rolling around.

"Xiao Chen...Xiao Chen, your expression just now...Hahahaha, wait a moment, let me calm down..."

Guan Yueli took a deep breath, and then another deep breath.

"Hahahaha-"

She rubbed her face while laughing: "Wait a minute, look at me, watch me imitate you. Ahem——!"

The woman opened her mouth slightly, her eyes wide, her pupils unfocused, looking like a salted fish just pulled out of a salt bucket - albeit a very beautiful salted fish.

Chen, furious, jumped over the coffee table and reached out to grab that pretty face, trying to stop Guan Yueli from acting stupidly.

However, just as her ten fingers touched the skin that was more delicate than the finest silk, Chen's expression suddenly froze.

She immediately wanted to pull her hand back.

"What's wrong?"

The woman clapped her hands together.

Press it on your face.

"not me……"

Chen was a little flustered.

It shouldn't be like this. She should... ask Guan Yueli respectfully and politely. According to Chen's rehearsal, such a ridiculous scene would not happen during this meeting.

He rode on Guan Yueli's legs, pinching her face with both hands, while her hands pressed on his hands, not allowing him to pull them away.

She could only whisper weakly and feebly, uttering these words:

"……sorry."

"It's ok."

Guan Yueli's eyes completed the crescent shape. Her response always came so quickly, without hesitation, yet not perfunctory at all:

"I forgive you."

Just like every time before.

Chapter 117 - Why Me

The atmosphere between the two finally returned to normal. Guan Yueli had her own unrestrained rhythm, and Chen, who had calmed down, was not so easily distracted. At least they could have a normal conversation.

Chen, holding a cup of hot tea, glanced at Guan Yueli. The woman was lying on the sofa, looking around Chen's living room with a look of great interest.

"Guanyue Pavilion...Guanyue, that white-haired woman, who is she?"

Chen needed some time to prepare herself, so before asking that crucial question, she wanted to ask a few other things.

"Hmm? Did you say Xiaonian?"

Guan Yueli turned back: "Are you worried about her?"

Chen shook his head. "Since she's familiar with you, I have nothing to worry about. It's just... she said there's something wrong with me. So what exactly is the problem? And why would someone I don't even know care about me?"

"I can't answer the latter question either—ah, mainly because it's difficult to explain, not that I can't tell you."

Guan Yueli picked up the pillow and held it in her arms. The pillow, which was the perfect size for an average person, looked pitifully small in Guan Yueli's arms. Her expression was a little awkward, and it was obvious that she was not comfortable holding it.

"As for the one before, it's about the monster from that night. You know its special abilities, right?"

Guan Yueli poked his temple. "Spiritual pollution is the true source of His power. Compared to that... the manifestation of endless flesh and blood is only a partial manifestation of His power."

Chen's expression changed: "So He is to me..."

"Hmm... I can't really say." Guan Yueli shrugged. "I'm not an expert in this field. I can only draw my sword and chop people. Gods are almost unstoppable within their respective fields. Of course, when I say unstoppable, I mean I can't kill them with that kind of blow."

"Although Tianxia Buwu appears to be somewhat related to His abilities, at its core, it bears little resemblance to His power, so I can't help you."

Chen looked down at his reflection in the tea. "So, she's a professional?"

"No, no, no, she's not either. She's a blacksmith."

List:"……"

"Even though she's a blacksmith—" Guan Yueli liked seeing this expression on Chen's face, and she continued slowly, "But she has a way to deal with your problem. Remember the Great Flame Dragon Qi I mentioned? She's here to help you on behalf of that old dragon, don't worry."

"Um……"

Chen wasn't really worried, because she hadn't told Nian the truth...

Although every question asked by Nian was answered correctly, Chen felt that it seemed to be just a coincidence... but he couldn't explain it clearly to the woman for the time being.

"And then?" Guan Yueli pinched a cherry tomato and put it in her mouth. "Anything else you want to ask?"

She was very patient, just like she was the last time Chen asked questions.

"Guanyue, what do you think of the infected?"

Chen suddenly asked this question.

"Oh?"

Guan Yueli raised her eyebrows slightly: "This is an interesting question. How do you view the infected?"

She shrugged. "I don't have any ideas. They're all the same."