Honkai Impact 3rd, but I have too many mods.

It's not efficient enough.

However, the advantage is that I have an extra "private territory" besides the Dust Song Pot, where I can release fireflies when I have nothing to do.

"Thank you so much."

Raven waved his hand, indicating that Liu Bai didn't need to say anything polite.

"I've also given you my contact information. Remember to call me if you need anything. As long as you're in Tianling Dream City, I'll definitely be there within ten minutes—because one of my current jobs is to clean up your messes."

Raven sighed. To be honest, even Raven herself was unsure whether her top priority was capturing Kiana or taking care of Liu Bai.

"Oh, by the way, I'll also give you the Lord's contact information—although I don't recommend you contact the Lord."

Chapter Twenty-Three: Fireflies, Vowing to Save Liu Bai from the Abyss

"Huh? Is this my new home?"

Fireflies blinked as they looked around the cozy little house.

After spending almost two days in the pot with fireflies, it became quite curious about everything around it.

"Yes, it's a new house, but it really hasn't been cleaned in a long time."

Liu Bai wiped his fingers across the coffee table, and his fingers immediately became covered in a layer of dust.

"The cleaning supplies are all in the bathroom." Gui Naifen took out a broom, mop, and rag from the bathroom. "Shall we clean the room next?"

"That's right, after all, it's not habitable to live here like this."

"I am coming too."

As if afraid of being excluded, Liu Ying raised her hand to make her presence known as soon as Liu Bai spoke.

"Okay, let's do it together then." Bai glanced at Liu Ying; apart from the incurable entropy disorder, Liu Ying was otherwise healthy.

Although entropy loss remains a sword of Damocles hanging over Liu Ying's head.

"Yes! I will try my best." Liu Ying nodded happily, but when she looked at Liu Bai, she showed a hesitant expression.

"Is something wrong?"

"No, it's okay."

(Mr. Liu Bai's fragrance isn't just Miss Gui's...)

Firefly keenly sensed something.

The scent of other women on his body, the inexplicable mansion and job.

(Did Mr. Liu, Mr. Liu Bai, really sell his body?)

"Liu Ying, why don't you help sweep the floor?" Bai handed the broom to Liu Ying, assigning her a relatively easy task.

"Okay, okay! By the way—!"

"Ok?"

"Are you... um... alright with your health?"

Even though she knew that there were many rich women in the cold interstellar world who would make unreasonable demands on the young men who were being kept by her, and even do some very perverted things.

"I'm fine now, my injuries are much minor than yours."

Liu Bai already has a mod that allows him to breathe and regenerate health. The minor injury he suffered was supposed to take 12 hours to heal naturally, but in reality, Liu Bai recovered after just a few breaths.

"That's not what I meant... Anyway, I'm glad you're alright."

Liu Ying felt inexplicably flustered.

"Hmm~? Spring cleaning~ Spring cleaning~"

While wiping the table with a rag, Gui Naifen began to sing softly.

"I've been working too. I'll go wet the mop. I'll leave this to you for now." Bai picked up the mop and went into the bathroom.

"It doesn't matter, leave it to me!"

Even though that's what I say, I'm still... so worried.

Liu Ying swept the ground twice, somewhat absentmindedly.

"Um... Miss Gui?"

"I already told you to just call me Xiao Guizi~" Gui Naifen said, turning to look at Liu Ying while wiping the table. "Is there something you need?"

"There is a little bit," Liu Ying lowered her voice, "That... Miss Gui, what exactly is chastity that you mentioned yesterday?"

"It's just that the boss was almost pinned to the ground and raped by two naked beauties." Gui Naifen's answer was very direct. "I protected the boss's chastity."

Sure enough! Mr. Liu Bai is engaged in shady business!

Liu Ying's heart skipped a beat.

But... it doesn't seem like she's being kept? Rich women generally don't "pool money," right?

No, no! How could someone have money and a house if they weren't being kept?

Given Mr. Liu Bai's circumstances, it doesn't seem impossible for him to be "group-buying" items.

"Well, that's really all thanks to you, Miss Gui."

Firefly expressed her heartfelt gratitude.

"On another note, this house must be... a reward that Mr. Liu Bai received for doing something extraordinary, right?"

Please, it can't be about selling your body!

"Huh? Is that something amazing?"

Gui Naifen recalled the events that had occurred during the day.

A charming young man who can juggle two beautiful women... that's quite remarkable, isn't it?

Although this story is a bit cliché for Ba Xianzhou, Qi and others will find a storyteller to embellish it first.

"Although I personally think it's amazing~ But, this house, no, this apartment, should I say it's just the result of calling her 'older sister'? But it's also an opportunity that I got by selling my body?"

Becoming a guinea pig is also a form of selling one's body, isn't it?

Gui Naifen felt that what she said seemed to make no problem.

"Call me...call me sister? And it really is about selling your body?"

In Liu Ying's mind, she couldn't help but picture a woman eight feet tall with a huge waist, her arm around Liu Bai, holding a room key and giving Liu Bai a greasy smile: "Come on, call me 'sister,' and this apartment is yours~"

"How could Mr. Liu Bai be so shameless!"

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"Ah!"

The raven, who was driving, suddenly sneezed.

"...Is the weather getting colder? We should go buy new clothes for Xiaokong and the others. And while we're at it, let's remind Liu Bai too."

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"Mr. Liu Bai!"

"Huh? Fireflies?"

After glancing at the chat interface projected on his bracelet, where Raven had told him to put on more clothes, Liu Bai turned to look at Liu Ying, who was running towards him.

"Is there a problem?"

"I...I want to get a job!"

"work to earn a living?"

Liu Bai looked at Liu Ying with some surprise.

"Why bring this up all of a sudden? Besides, we're not short of money now."

If you're short on money, just buy some elixirs and steal the clothes of the assassin's sister; it's faster money than robbing.

"But money always runs out eventually, right? We can't let you, Mr. Liu, continue selling your body to make money!"

Selling one's body?

Liu Bai was taken aback by Liu Ying's words.

What does it mean to sell one's body?

I'm a grown man, I didn't become a gigolo... Does that mean I was a guinea pig?

Liu Bai felt like he understood something.

Is the firefly's ability to summarize really that bad?

Well, at least I can understand the sentiment.

"Did Xiao Guizi tell you?"

"...Yes, yes!"

Although the clothes are worn and the age is still flowing, the feeling is also like a firefly. I feel that I am feeding myself and accepting the ball. I recognize that after feeding, there are scattered nine points on the back of the shrimp.)l betray Gui i is Yi Fen n~g's dream of sin and evil feeling.

But more important than that is stopping Mr. Liu Bai from his self-destructive path.

"Don't worry, there's no problem for now. I'm very valuable."

Although being a guinea pig sounds a bit scary, Mebius has a good attitude towards himself, and at this stage it's just a matter of drawing blood.

The more valuable he was, the more cautious Möbius became in how he treated himself.

If he had no value, Mebius would at most lose interest in him, but would have no reason to completely destroy him.

Moreover, he wasn't planning to rely entirely on Mebius's "favor" for his livelihood.

Liu Ying fell silent after hearing Liu Bai's words.

"No problem at the moment," "My value is very high."

This kind of answer is nothing short of a prelude to decadence and indulgence in getting something for nothing!

It is precisely because of this inexplicable self-confidence that many young people in the interstellar world are manipulated by the wealthy, gradually falling into the abyss of desire, and ultimately ending up being discarded after they are tired of being used!

"Mr. Liu, Mr. Liu Bai."

Liu Ying took a deep breath, looked up at Liu Bai, and reached out to press down on Liu Bai's shoulder—at this moment, her seemingly slender and delicate arms and hands pressed down on Liu Bai like iron clamps.

"Please stop doing this! I... I really can help you!"

Bounty and some notes about this book

Start a simple, unlimited bounty.

This is the author's first time offering a bounty, so I won't go into too much detail. One hundred blades will be added to each chapter.

For me, the author, it's simple and easy to calculate; the mechanism of the blades is that the more you work, the more you earn.

The blades are currently priced at 114, so I'll just include that in the calculation.

There's no time limit; the hype surrounding the bounty will eventually die down anyway.

The bounty will be offered after the book is published, based on 4,000 words. Before publication, the author will write at their own pace (which is actually only about one or two weeks).

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Then, I'll use the remaining space to talk about the book.

All the necessary details for this book are covered in Chapter 1. For most questions regarding the setting, please refer to Chapter 1.

Because we need to write a story about stitching things together, directly using the original worldview would definitely ruin it; that's the real purpose of the first chapter.

That's why I'm going to come up with a new worldview and new settings that are largely the same (especially since the old team has always had strong settings but weak presentation) (a world-destroying blow, 70.jpg).

The author also wrote crossover stories in his early years, so he is very clear about this issue. If you write based on the setting, people will criticize the direction; if you write based on the direction, people will criticize the setting.

This kind of situation where everyone has their own version of the truth is the most annoying, so the author simply finished the first chapter and took the final say on the interpretation.

Discussions about who has the biggest breasts or who dresses provocatively are welcome, but I personally prefer not to compare combat prowess.

As an author, I just want to write something fun and enjoy it, and I want everything within the bounds of what's feasible.

that's all.