I am weak and friendly

Chapter 29 You're not planning to steal my lair, are you? (Seeking monthly votes for the new month)
Lola cried as she washed.

She spent a lot more money on top of her prosthetic body for this disguise, and she couldn't resist spending so much money on it.

Her heavy makeup was easily washed off, and the temporary tattoos on her arms didn't last more than two minutes; it's clear they were low-quality products.

I really don't know how much money the person who rented her the prosthetic body charged her for it.

However, it's better to wash it off; it's too dangerous to wander the streets in this disguise.

No one would consider her a good person.

But the green hair on her head was quite firm.

I washed myself in three pools of green water, and there's still a faint green tinge on the surface...

Fortunately, it wasn't too obvious. With the help of the light, Tang Yiping took a closer look.

It's alright, not as eye-catching as before, it's a bit like granny gray.

When Lola finished washing herself, dried her face, and stood in front of Tang Yiping again, Tang Yiping regretted it.

Very sorry.

This... seems even more dangerous than before!
Could it be that her previous nightclub girl outfit was actually a disguise?

Hiss... This is not good.

Standing in front of Tang Yiping was a girl who made you want to punch her and see how long she could cry.

Even Tang Yiping's first thought upon seeing her face was...

Oh, it's such a pity she's not crying anymore; she must be so beautiful when she cries!
This is the kind of girl who, even if she were to kill and dismember someone in front of the police while grinning with a chainsaw, the police would still say, "Ah, she must be the victim."

In all his years, Tang Yiping had never seen such a delicate and pitiful girl.

Does this kind of temperament really exist in reality?
If you throw a girl like this into this arrogant and unrestrained night, will she... survive tonight?
What if everyone took turns punching her to see how long she could cry, and ended up killing her?

"Here, put this on." Tang Yiping took out his baseball cap, which he used to shield himself from the sun during the day, from his backpack and handed it over.

"Don't think that just because you gave me a fake identity, I'll forgive you..."

An extra button was fastened at the back of the hat, securing her head and covering her slightly greenish hair.

Hot pants, tank top, baseball cap—just yesterday she was a nightclub girl who was worried about "love affairs" if you talked to her, but suddenly she's transformed into an incredibly beautiful heroine from a youth romance manga.

Looking at Lola, Tang Yiping suddenly realized that there was a reason why this prosthetic body was expensive.

It's not that you need to save up for 200 years to afford it, and that the person who rents you the prosthetic body is a swindler.

No, people have to have a conscience.

This is not a dishonest business.

Tang Yiping originally thought that his duty was over, and that once he had cleaned Lola up, he could leave her on the street and go home.

But now he feels that he still has responsibilities.

"Waaaaah, my disguise is gone! It was so expensive, so incredibly expensive..."

Looking at herself in the mirror, Lola wailed, "I look so ugly now. I used to be so noble and perfect..."

Tang Yiping thought to himself: The ugliest thing about this body is your soul, okay?

How dare you cry?

No, you can cry on your face, cry more.

"Let's go, I'll help you find... a place to stay."

"Hmm?" Lola looked at Tang Yiping. "You're going to help me find a nest?"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go." Tang Yiping didn't want to talk to the ugly soul inside this beautiful body.

“But I already have a nest!” Lola said.

You mean, scare people by putting yourself in a cardboard box?

Are you sure your lair is still there?

"I...I just found a new one, a better one!" Tang Yiping wanted to see just how good Lola's new nest could be.

"Come on, show me around," Tang Yiping said.

"You...you're not planning to steal my lair, are you!" Lola immediately became wary, as if afraid that Tang Yiping would covet her lair. Then she raised her head: "If you're willing to follow me, I might let you live in my lair."

"Tch..." Tang Yiping didn't hesitate to say it.

"You don't believe me?" Lola raised her head. "Come on, I'll show you my impregnable lair and let you know the difference between aspiring professionals and ordinary users!"

Emerging from the public restroom, Tang Yiping walked forward along the street, with Lola still stealthily moving beside him like a master assassin, making Tang Yiping shake his head in disbelief.

It was already past 9 p.m., and the last rush hour in the software park had passed. This area was not a busy nightlife area, and the streets were rather deserted.

Suddenly, Lola's voice rang out, distorted: "Li Ke Boren! Run...run! The black and green striped ones are coming! Run! Run!"

Tang Yiping looked up and saw two patrol officers running over, panting. They were probably the same two who had been tracking Lola earlier.

Then he turned to look at Lola.

In the shade of the roadside trees, Lola's foot was twisted 180 degrees, in her last pose before running away, but she probably used the greatest courage to control herself and not run away.

"You didn't just run away?" Tang Yiping was puzzled.

He thought Lola would run away.

"I...you haven't traded any [vampire] to my friend yet!" Lola said as if giving her last words. "Run! My lair is just ahead, I can see it at a glance! I'll lure them away...you must hide!"

Seeing Lola's resolute expression, Tang Yiping sighed.

Although this concern wasn't just for him, but more about worrying about her friend's "vampire" behavior, Tang Yiping still looked at her with new respect for someone so loyal to her friend, even though it was foolish.

“Don’t be nervous,” he said. “Come behind me and push my wheelchair.”

"what?"

"It's this chair I'm sitting in. There are two handles on the back, so grab them."

"No, run!"

“It’s too late to run now, believe me,” Tang Yiping said. “I came into this world earlier than you, and I have more experience.”

That's not exactly a lie; I only arrived about twenty years earlier than you.

After all, you're at least 500 years old, so 20 years isn't a long time.

Lola was clearly caught in a fierce internal struggle, unsure whether she should trust Tang Yiping.

But Tang Yiping did not give her a choice.

Tang Yiping bent down, unlocked the motor of his wheelchair, switched it to freewheel mode, turned off the power, and then said in a commanding tone:

"Push me forward."

Lola was almost trembling as she pushed Tang Yiping's wheelchair forward.

Electric wheelchairs are not really suitable for pushing. Even with the motor lock unlocked, pushing is only for emergency use, so Lola had some difficulty pushing it.

Nearby, the eyes of two policemen were immediately drawn to the two people struggling to walk along the roadside.

"Classmate, do you need help?"

Is the wheelchair out of power?

As the two policemen approached, Tang Yiping smelled their sweat. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that their uniforms were almost soaked with sweat, and they were breathing heavily and unevenly.

What on earth did Lola make those two police officers go through...?

Although he was certain that the police officers posed no threat to him, Tang Yiping felt it was better to be safe than sorry, given Lola's potential instability.

"Good evening, are you on patrol? You must be tired," Tang Yiping said.

—[Showing goodwill] successful, [Friendly Aura] activated

(End of this chapter)