Didn't you go to Teyvat to earn money to support me?

Ling blushed deeply. She had initially thought that Shen Liang might not understand matters between men and women because he seemed naive and ignorant, but as expected, a novice and an expert cannot be compared. Shen Liang had already seen through her.

However, she suddenly felt enlightened and even a little happy.

Since it was obvious from the beginning, then the object of this handsome young man's heart has always been "Ling" rather than "Sakura". He deliberately didn't say it and teased her, but in reality, he still had her in his heart!

As expected, my charm is no less than that of Sakura-neechan!

She subconsciously ignored the fact that this young man would take a bite out of anything that was already in his mouth, and would accept anything as long as it met his aesthetic standards.

Shen Liang had almost woken up by now. Looking at Ling's fluctuating expressions, sometimes nervous and sometimes unconsciously giggling, he blinked his red eyes in confusion.

He didn't really understand the thought process of girls who chased the flame. He had read a lot of romance novels recommended by Alicia and Pado. Most of the male and female characters in these novels were one-on-one, with a faithful but abusive relationship. Those who cheated always had various bad endings, and even if they cheated, they would eventually just continue to be one-on-one with the person they cheated with.

They were moved to tears by these books, as if a lifelong, monogamous relationship was commonplace. They often pressured Shen Liang to make choices, such as "Which sister do you want to marry?" or "If you could only choose one, who would you choose?" At first, Shen Liang would choose one, but later he noticed that they always looked terrible, and even the one chosen would feel embarrassed and have to force a smile and say sorry, saying it was just a joke.

Shen Liang couldn't understand why he would read such a book if they wouldn't allow him to love only one person and be loyal to one person.

And it wasn't just Sakura and others who were closest to him; some of the Flame Chasing Warriors, even those with boyfriends or husbands, would secretly come to him. When Shen Liang, young and naive, asked if this was cheating, they would only pinch his face in embarrassment and say things like, "Baby, if you're taking advantage of someone, don't poke at their wounds!"

Shen Liang didn't know what advantage he had gained. He just continued to be a ruthless gene module copying machine, embracing these questions.

Chapter Eleven: It's embarrassing not to have a girlfriend, so why do I need a doll to pretend to be one?

The conversation was almost over. Ling leaned out of the window and saw three women, led by her sister, walking out of the aerial tunnel not far away, chatting casually.

"They'll be at the stairwell in three minutes at most, and at the latest, it'll be five minutes before they reach our bedroom door!"

Ling unleashed an astonishing burst of willpower, leaping out of the handsome boy's warm embrace and hurriedly pulling up her socks, while also kicking Sakura's lace, openwork, and spaghetti-strap private clothes under the bed.

"Are you in a hurry?" Shen Liang asked, holding her pillow, puzzled.

Ling pulled out her spare school uniform from the box and put it on her head. Seeing Shen Liang's indifferent expression, she became furious.

"Damn it! My sister said you don't have much common sense, but it shouldn't be this bad. Or are you deliberately trying to see me suffer?" Ling shouted at the extremely calm Shen Liang. "Please, my older sister is coming back soon! You're not even trying to hide your appearance! Can't you at least have some basic sense of urgency!"

Shen Liang straightened her messy long black hair, her face still indifferent. "Why should I be nervous?"

Ling then realized that what Ying had called "lack of common sense" was probably even more serious... He probably didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and he might not even have the habit of covering up such things.

Eve, adored by countless female fusion warriors, might actually lead a daily life like this! One could even go a bit further and think his calm demeanor stems from complete familiarity! Perhaps, when there were many female fusion warriors at the Fire Chaser Base, and Doll served as their shared haven for both their hearts and bodies, he was simply too busy to attend to everyone simultaneously…

Ling dared not think any further!

Shen Liang inexplicably discovered that Ling, this hot high school girl, actually had the kind of look in her eyes that resembled "a balding middle-aged man who goes to a bar, sees a beautiful JK girl, goes astray, and is both lustful and heartbroken"!

"Okay, let me explain patiently. Maybe you, little sea king, are used to this, and even Sakura might be used to it, but I'm not one of your fusion warriors. I'm just a newcomer. In my sister's eyes, I'm still her pretty, cute, and at most a little rebellious little sister, understand?" Ling said patiently, feeling ridiculous that she still needed to explain.

"Besides, if my sister came back alone, she could just apologize and that would be it. We can resolve it privately. Nobody said that you, Wawa, can only be shared with people from the Fire Chaser Base, right? Besides, I'm a member of the Fire Chaser Base now too. But there are guests too. I don't want people to see what's going on between you, my sister, and me in public. I don't care if I lose face, but I can't let Sister Ying lose face! I'm her sister, and I can't let people think she's someone with so little authority that she can't even control her own sister!"

“I didn’t realize Ling was so fond of Dai Ying.” Shen Liang nodded.

"I'm her sister, if I don't love her, who will? Hey, I'm not an idiot who doesn't know what's good for me. Stealing a man won't hurt her. I can tell right from wrong!" Ling said irritably. "Making Sister Ying lose face in front of others, even if she doesn't say anything, I'll still feel guilty! What should I do? How about you and I jump off a building together? You're so strong, can you carry me and jump down?"

"This bedroom is on the 35th floor of the dormitory. Without a combat suit, even a regular fusion warrior would surely die if they jumped down." Shen Liang casually took out his terminal and turned it on. The phone's screen saver showed Mei, Alicia, and Eden standing behind him. Mei was looking sleepy, adjusting her glasses. Eden was holding his hand with a gentle smile. Alicia had her arms around his neck and pressed her chest against his head. They were all smiling innocently at the camera in a group photo.

"Boss! Is this the time to play with the terminal?!" Ling pressed on Shen Liang's shoulder. "Can't you hear me? They'll be up in four minutes at most!"

"You're trying to cover your tracks?" Shen Liang looked up at her.

"My dear child, you're so slow-witted, I seriously doubt whether our future children will inherit your genes and become a beautiful sloth!"

"As for covering up," Shen Liang said casually, "Ling couldn't have done it in four minutes. Although it's just simple housework, the cleanup always takes just as long as a battle. Fusion warriors have far superior senses than ordinary people. Their eyesight is comparable to that of a hawk, and their sense of smell is comparable to that of a hunting dog. Even if Ling stuffs things into other places to disguise them, these traces will still be as conspicuous as paintings on a white wall."

"So it's inevitable that we'll be discovered?" Ling slumped onto the bed, her eyes unfocused.

“Ling doesn’t quite understand the power of Fusion Warriors; it’s a power that surpasses ordinary people in every aspect.” Shen Liang suddenly smiled faintly. “However, Mei taught me to do everything I can to help people and ease their suffering. For example, a woman who has just broken up with her boyfriend needs to hug me to calm down; a Fusion Warrior couple who are abusing each other needs me to provide fire support; a girl who feels ashamed to post on social media because she doesn’t have a boyfriend needs me to pretend to be her boyfriend; and some girls who post on social media because they don’t have girlfriends also need me to pretend to be their girlfriends…”

Ling's eyes widened. What kind of "doing my best to help everyone" is this? How do you interpret it? It seems like every instance of your "help" has a problem. And what does "mutual domestic violence" even mean? Mutual domestic violence is called mutual fighting, but you're bringing weapons and turning it into an armed brawl, right? Or are you saying that when you couples from the "Moth Chasing the Flame" argue, you're going to bring weapons and fire at each other?

She couldn't even quip at the following line, which was inexplicably packed with information: "Girls who are ashamed of not having a girlfriend need dolls to pretend to be girlfriends and send photos."

“So Ling is in trouble, and after thinking about it, I think I should help her.” Shen Liang tilted his head, his clear red eyes very calm. “How about we make a bet? Within four minutes, I will make this bedroom look brand new, and no one will be able to tell what happened here.”

Ling looked at his handsome face, and her heart beat slightly faster.

Damn it, what's going on? Although it seems like we're talking about a trivial matter, the way this kid speaks is... sharp and confident. He's just a young boy, yet he has such a captivating and powerful aura...

“We only have three minutes, and we’ve already wasted another minute of our conversation.” Ling glanced at the time on her terminal, then looked up at Shen Liang. “How do we bet?”

Shen Liang rarely showed a cute smile, "Three minutes. If I lose, there's nothing I can do, but if I win, Ling has to..."

He said something in a low voice.

Ling's flushed face instantly burned even hotter. She looked up and glared at Shen Liang, but then she gritted her teeth and laughed, "You really dare to dream, kid... Oh well, it's the end of the world anyway, it's only a matter of time. Deal!"

"make a deal."

Shen Liang picked up the terminal. "Did you hear that, Vilvi? Two minutes and forty seconds."

"I heard it all, I heard it all, my darling, you really are... hahahahaha! Well then, the magic trick of tidying up the house is presented to you two by the greatest magician, Velvet!"

Chapter Twelve: Adding a suffix to a name means... unfamiliarity.

magic?

Ling was slightly annoyed that Shen Liang had the call on, and their entire conversation had been overheard by this woman named Wilvi!

But this woman must have a good relationship with Eve, so she will probably keep the information confidential for a while.

What she was most curious about now was what this so-called magic was. She looked around, waiting for something to happen, since it was simply an impossible task to completely tidy up a room while Sakura was in the elevator.

No fusion warrior's superpowers were created for housework. Besides, that girl named Velvey wouldn't even be able to help; she'd need time to get here. She couldn't possibly run over in her combat suit to perform housework magic! To put it bluntly, even dressing Shen Liang wouldn't take three minutes! His stylish and exquisite uniform was specially made by the girls at the Fire Chaser Base. While it was comfortable, it required at least fifty steps to put on! All the ties and buttons were for aesthetic purposes, completely disregarding how a doll without self-care abilities could dress himself!

Ling learned this from a conversation Ying had with her when she was drunk!

Moreover, magic tricks are mostly illusions, while this requires real work.

But all she saw was Shen Liang suddenly get out of bed, stand to the side with a pillow in his arms, and remain expressionless.

The next instant, Ling watched as the ceiling and walls cracked open neatly like a Transformer transforming, and tiny robots and mechanical arms extending from the walls lined up like octopus roe and tentacles, instantly starting to work!

They dismantled Sakura's bed! Twenty seconds later, all the structures were moved back into the walls, and the new bed was assembled; thirty seconds later, they collected the "stained" clothes and folded identical new ones; one minute later, all the external furniture, including the wardrobe, was dismantled; one minute and thirty seconds later, a robotic arm lifted Shen Liang and changed him into new clothes from six directions simultaneously, deliberately making the changes messy for realism; one minute and forty seconds later, the floor tiles were wiped clean and rotated, and the robots even waxed them; two minutes and twenty seconds later, the carpet, lamps, television, and other household items were all coated with moisture, so that even a test strip wouldn't detect Shen Liang and Ling's genetic samples; two minutes and forty seconds later, the fresh air system expelled all the remaining odors, and one robot even sprayed cherry blossom-scented air freshener.

There was even an overabundance of manpower. Idle robots lined up in front of Shen Liang and Ling, raising their short mechanical arms to salute, marching in formation, and some even performed a street dance with dazzling lights.

Ling stared blankly as the robots returned to the ceiling and walls. In less than three minutes, these tiny robots, each only a few centimeters long, disassembled and replaced the entire room, as neatly and systematically as an ant colony dismantling a dung beetle, with a clear division of labor. This was more astonishing than magic; magic is fake, but this was real!

“Vilvie, the chief engineer of Moth Chaser, you’ll meet her later.” Shen Liang looked at the terminal. Wilvie had only spoken to avoid suspicion earlier, but now that she was dressed and ready to project the video, Ling realized that she was a young and beautiful girl with a neat hairstyle, her hair parted to the left and right, and her gradient-colored eyes full of smug little emotions. There was also a beautiful diamond-shaped beauty mark under her right eyelashes.

Most importantly, although she looked like a young girl, her bust was even more prominent and impressive than many adult women. Ling knew at a glance that such a beautiful girl, who had also been in contact with Eve, was most likely a kindred spirit.

"But how did you know to come to Sister Velvi for help in this situation?" Velvi smiled smugly. "You actually knew I could help you? Who told you that?"

“Vilvie said that you leave a backdoor for anything you create,” Shen Liang said calmly. “This new dormitory was built after you joined the Moth Chaser. You participated in the entire planning, and the cost of this dormitory building is several times higher than other buildings. Finally, although you are mostly in your own factory, you will occasionally come back to live here. It’s not in your nature not to leave a backdoor here.”

"Hehe, my darling really knows me. Yes, that's it. How could the great magician Velvey allow a place out of her control to exist?" Velvey blinked, her expression quite alluring. "Doll, you owe me a favor. I'll be taking care of you next week. You know what to do, right?"

"Don't worry." Shen Liang calmly gave a thumbs up.

The video ended with a satisfied smile from Velvi. Ling couldn't contain her curiosity. "Hey boss, this Velvi is also a high-ranking member of your Firemoth, right? You're really something, ordering around fusion warriors like that. I thought you were just a canary they kept in their cage, but it turns out you're their precious jewel. But what did she mean by that last sentence? How are you going to repay this favor?"

Shen Liang remained silent for a while. Ling noticed that his usually calm and collected face was now slightly troubled, and he even gritted his teeth.

“Vilvie is different from others; she has multiple personality disorder, and six personalities appear in her daily life. Normally, when it’s Wilvie’s turn to take care of me, she chooses one of the personalities that hasn’t taken care of me before, and they rotate each time.” Shen Liang calmed down and said calmly, “Because I can’t handle all six personalities appearing at the same time. But after the Black Abyss White Flower was created, it could instantly repair the body, and Wilvie has always wanted to try it. Now I finally owe her a favor.”

Ling silently covered her face.

Now she finally had to admit that the Fire Chaser Base truly valued and doted on Eve, and it went far beyond just being a test subject... In front of these unscrupulous older sisters, did she even deserve to call herself a hot girl? She was as innocent and pure as a white lotus!

Immediately afterward came the sound of the door unlocking. Ling was lying on the bed with her legs up, playing a single-player game on the large projection screen with a controller. Shen Liang didn't know how to pretend and was too lazy to pretend, so he obediently sat to the side and watched her dominate the game.

"Hi~ My dearest, favorite, and best doll! Did you miss your sister Alicia?" Before she arrived, her voice came first. A warm and fragrant embrace, as nimb as a kitten, held Shen Liang in her arms. Alicia rubbed her face against Shen Liang's smooth little face, making it hard for him to breathe. He could only barely look back from Alicia's shoulder.

Then he paused slightly, standing at the doorway, where a tall, mature nun dressed in a fitted nurse's uniform was looking at him with a complicated expression.

The two looked at each other.

“Aponia…Mom.” Shen Liang hesitated for a moment before greeting her politely.

As the unfamiliar address was uttered, Aponia's slightly flickering eyes dimmed once more.

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Chapter Thirteen: A Kiss Without Awareness of Others

Although most of the girls in "The Moth Chaser" hope that the little wolf dog they take turns raising can be a little sweet-talking and obediently call everyone "sister," thus satisfying their desire for a handsome, young, black-haired, red-eyed boy.

But they also understand that children are naturally naive and don't know how to be obedient or act cute.

For him, people he is close to will call him by his first name. Only when he doesn't know how to be affectionate will he politely add a distant title like "sister," "aunt," or "Aponia's mom."

He didn't truly understand the meaning of those suffixes; he simply subconsciously avoided them. Of the nine Primarchs who provided him with the underlying genes, only two of them would do this.

One was Möbius, so dangerous that he was forbidden from approaching him alone. Even though Shen Liang had an instinctive affinity for him, he would restrain himself out of fear. Because he knew very well that Möbius could extract the perfection of the nine perfect beings of the Fire Chaser, create one of him—and thus destroy him.

Project Son of Man was a crazy idea proposed by two of the most cutting-edge scientists at the Fire Moth, with May and Möbius personally in charge.

Unlike Möbius, who deeply loved her creation and even offered her own purity to it, Möbius's gaze towards him held not only admiration but also a playful amusement at being an experiment. In Möbius's eyes, education and love were the most unreliable things; the only reliable thing was her scalpel. She even once hoped to replicate Eve, to see how many of these miraculous creations capable of devouring gene modules could be replicated.

Shen Liang had witnessed firsthand how his clones were coldly killed by Möbius before they even developed into human form—if his birth hadn't been purely coincidental, and the perfect gene chain of the nine female perfect beings had inexplicably mutated into a male sample, he might have already been dissected and studied by Möbius. He knew early on that he was special, because even the clones created from his genes were all female, born to attract the will of destruction, born to be assassins.

Shen Liang knew very well that Möbius could create him, and he could also kill him.