Just as she was about to defect, Bibi Dong obtained a simulator.

Chapter 51 Bad Woman

"Is this what you've been trying to achieve after acting for so long?"

As soon as Xia Yu spoke, he saw a fleeting look of panic on Bibi Dong's face, and he realized that he had guessed correctly.

"What's the play?"

Bibi Dong wanted to continue the act, but Xia Yu's expression had clearly lost its previous sincerity.

"Haha, it's nothing."

Xia Yu had initially thought that something had changed in Douluo Continent, to the point that the madman Bibi Dong in the book had become like this.

But a casual question revealed that everything just now was an act; the cold-hearted pope only behaves differently when facing you.

Anyone who believes in this kind of thing should have gotten themselves killed long ago. There's no such thing as a free lunch; what's free is always the most expensive.

The enlarged Cold Moon Sword pushed open the tightly closed door, and the wind and rain outside swept in.

Inside the Papal Palace, the cold wind swept away all the warmth, leaving only the two people who had been having a pleasant conversation staring at each other in bewilderment.

"Xia Yu, don't you have anything you want to protect?"

Bibi Dong realized that she had been caught red-handed, so she asked.

"Yes, aren't they in Wuhun City?"

Xia Yu raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the orphanage, which was the only thing he cherished in this strange world.

"So when that time comes, I will take action, and I will protect this place that gave me love and beautiful memories."

"That"

Bibi Dong opened her mouth, but only managed to utter a single word.

Xia Yu chuckled, revealing his signature polite smile.

"I grant your request, but this is all you can have. As for the rest of your belongings, you'd better protect them yourself."

Xia Yu harbored no ill will toward the Spirit Hall, nor any affection for his benefactors. This was evident from Xie Yue, Hu Liena, and the other two. The original purpose of establishing this orphanage was simply to select loyal and outstanding talents.

Therefore, rather than the Spirit Hall, Xia Yu would rather repay Aunt Liu, who has devoted herself to this cause for so many years, giving these homeless children a true sense of home and warmth.

Helping the Spirit Hall with small favors is one thing, but to actually become a weapon in the Spirit Hall's struggle against the main characters for these kinds of things is something Xia Yu isn't that foolish to do.

The Spirit Hall wasn't established by him, so who's in charge here? Or is it better for someone to go and save it?

Now that things have come to this, he feels he needs to get his plan moving sooner rather than later, otherwise he won't be able to get rid of these crazy women who are stronger than him.

"Are you going?"

Bibi Dong suddenly felt that the man in front of her seemed to be getting further and further away, as if he would disappear into thin air in the next moment.

But she was helpless; after all, she was just a stranger who had only met the other person a few times.

"Your Holiness, I advise you to stop acting in the future; it doesn't suit your public image at all."

He didn't answer Bibi Dong's question. Xia Yu, who was so engrossed in reading the novel that he was completely absorbed, gave him his most sincere piece of advice.

Just as Xia Yu was taking out the black umbrella to leave, a token flew from behind him.

He reached out and caught it. There were seven different patterns on it, including a sword, a hammer, a crown, and an extra eerie green spider.

"What are you doing?"

Bibi Dong waved her hand. Today's defeat made her feel bad, but she had to accept it. It was her mistake that led to the current result.

"The seventh papal decree; seeing this token is as if the Pope himself were present."

Xia Yu gently stroked the unusual token with his thumb; it still seemed to retain a trace of warmth. He asked in confusion, "Why are you giving me this?"

"Consider this your reward for granting my request." Bibi Dong smiled, and then Xia Yu tossed something over as well.

A smaller, multifaceted mask was suspended in front of her. She gently grasped it, and the mask transformed into a stream of light that imprinted itself on her index fingernail, as if she had a manicure.

"If anything major happens to Wuhun City in the future, you can use your soul power to stimulate it to contact me."

Xia Yu spoke calmly, without any change in expression.

"Then I'd like to ask..."

Bibi Dong stared at Xia Yu's profile and suddenly spoke.

"You ask."

"Can this be used for surveillance?"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Upon hearing Bibi Dong's words, Xia Yu nearly choked on his own saliva. He glanced at Bibi Dong's expression and realized that she was genuinely curious, which was why she replied in an annoyed manner.

"Of course not! I can't do anything until you trigger it!"

"If I trigger it, you'll be able to see what I look like?"

Bibi Dong's smile grew brighter and brighter as she gently stroked the mask's pattern with her left hand, lost in thought.

"Well, I advise you not to get involved in that nonsense. This thing requires a special energy source to charge; it can't be powered by soul power alone."

The next moment, he saw a wisp of eerie green energy fly from Bibi Dong's fingertip into the small Myriad Transformation Mask under her index fingernail. The Myriad Transformation Mask then flickered for a moment, its color becoming even more vibrant.

Xia Yu was speechless. He hadn't expected that divine power could be used to recharge.

"I'll use this to contact you from now on!"

"As you wish."

Xia Yu didn't know what to say. He could simply ignore it. He opened the black umbrella and walked into the torrential rain.

Bibi Dong turned her back, and a panel emitting a faint blue light appeared in front of her. She had summoned the simulator.

Xia Yu, Affection Level: 22 + 23 = 45. (Slightly Interested)

"He's really a difficult man to get along with."

Bibi Dong sighed, and the two large doors behind her slammed shut with a bang. The bottom of her robe was already soaked with rainwater. When she turned around again, Xia Yu had disappeared.

Looking at the last ten points, Bibi Dong glanced at the closed door and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

"But he's a good person too."

Before staging this whole thing, Bibi Dong had already planned out everything she was willing to give.

She wasn't afraid of Xia Yu's insatiable greed, because greed could be satisfied with profit, and desire was the best rein. As long as there were bargaining chips, everything would be traceable.

What Bibi Dong feared was what would happen if he appeared to be without desires or wants. That would mean he had no weaknesses, and you couldn't use anything to bind or win him over.

She disdains and cannot control purely good people; their sense of morality is a shackle to her. Purely bad people are too dangerous, like a double-edged sword that could turn on her at any time.

Only someone like Xia Yu possesses both principles and a bottom line, yet is flexible and adaptable, with his own set of rules, but not so rigid as to be inhumane. His "goodness" is the warmth she can utilize, and his "badness" is the reality she can understand.

"But I am an absolutely bad woman!"

Bibi Dong smiled happily, and the simulator's countdown ended at that very moment.

"Start simulation!"

(End of this chapter)