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Meanwhile, Mu Huaye, whom Jiang Zhixia was thinking about, was being pressed down on the testing table by Su Chen.

The cold alloy buckle locked his wrist, and the instrument patch extended from his chest to the side of his neck, with data from the artificial scales jumping on the screen.

Mu Huaye lay on his back, his long, dark green hair spread out on the table, and his lower body transformed into a snake tail, swaying back and forth.

He looked at the male next to the testing station with a rather unpleasant expression.

"Therapist Su, I have a feeling you want to kill me."

Su Chen stood in front of the control panel, not even looking up when he heard this, and said, "That's too good for you."

Mu Huaye: "..."

He felt that this guy's hostility seemed to have intensified since he was taken away.

Could it be that he knows something?

He tried moving his wrist, but the alloy buckle didn't budge.

With less than half an hour's journey remaining to the base, Su Chen didn't actually take any action.

The artificial scales had only been fused for a short time when Mu Huaye used his mental power again, and the data did indeed need to be recalibrated.

The more businesslike Su Chen was, the more uneasy he felt.

I'm really afraid he'll poison me if I hand it over...

But then, Su Chen said something surprising.

"When do you plan to break the contract you made with the princess?"

Mu Huaye froze.

Did Su Chen find out?

How did Su Chen know? Did Jiang Zhixia tell him?

That means...

"Jiang Zhixia, you understand?"

Su Chen: "?"

He raised his eyes, curled his lips into a cold laugh, and the cold light in his eyes sent a chill down Mu Huaye's spine.

"You think she doesn't know?"

"I..." Mu Huaye opened his mouth, then closed it again.

He genuinely didn't know whether Jiang Zhixia knew or not.

After accidentally entering into a contract, he ran away faster than anyone else, too afraid to face it.

"She didn't mention it," he stubbornly insisted.

"Hmm," Su Chen chuckled sarcastically, then lowered his head to continue recording data, "She probably didn't take it seriously. She'll find some time to undo it."

He spoke casually, but he said it through gritted teeth.

If Mu Huaye is sensible, he should go to the princess himself to resolve the matter, so as not to trouble her.

Mu Huaye felt a lump in his throat.

What does it mean to not take it seriously?

Lifted? On what grounds could he lift the lifting?

He didn't speak, but the snake tail thrashed restlessly on the testing table, slamming onto the surface with a dull thud.

Su Chen's eyelids didn't even twitch.

"The artificial scales are different from your own natural scales and need to be calibrated regularly, otherwise you will experience a period of weakness," he paused, then added, "You should have already experienced that when you returned to the Federation."

Mu Huaye: "..."

They have another trick up their sleeve?

After returning to the Federation, I did experience inexplicable dizziness and a lack of mental strength.

"You didn't do this on purpose, did you?"

"Don't blame me, it's because you were too dishonest."

After Su Chen finished speaking, the quantum computer on his wrist vibrated.

He glanced down and saw it was a message about the fleet docking.

They returned to the base center.

Su Chen calmly packed up his equipment and glanced at Mu Huaye.

"We've arrived at the base center. Follow me."

With a "click," the buckle came undone.

Mu Huaye retracted the snake's tail, stepped off the testing table, and stretched his wrists.

He strode after Su Chen, but just as he stepped out of the laboratory, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and he slowed his pace by half a beat.

Or should we take this opportunity to run?

The war is over, and judging by this trend, I'll probably be taken back to the Imperial capital.

There's that old bastard Qiao Yan back in the Federation waiting to be dealt with; he can't stay in the Empire.

In particular, she cannot stay by Jiang Zhixia's side.

What if she really intends to settle scores with me? What if she treats me like she did with Jiang Lian, keeping me by her side like a plaything...

His thoughts raced, and he turned a corner, preparing to slip away while Su Chen wasn't looking.

The instant he took that step, a strong wave of dizziness exploded from the back of his head.

Mu Huaye suddenly grabbed the door frame, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

Su Chen stopped and turned to look at him.

He showed no surprise and slowly stopped.

"Your scales are currently in an unstable phase, and you're trying to run away again?"

"you--!"

Mu Huaye gritted his teeth and looked at him.

Su Chen stood still, only slightly tilting his head, as if assessing whether he dared to make a move.

Mu Huaye, of course... wouldn't dare.

He was afraid that if he took action now, Jiang Zhixia would find out and tie his tail in a knot.

Seeing that he didn't react, Su Chen turned around and continued walking.

"Stay close to me if you don't want anything to happen. Only I can solve the problems I'm researching."

Mu Huaye gripped the door frame, wishing he could whip it with his tail.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then followed.

The two walked down the warship's passageway one after the other and bumped into two people.

"Su Chen!"

Jiang Zhixia and Lu Jue walked over one after the other.

The moment the fleet docked, she pulled Lu Jue off the warship and searched all the way here. In the distance, she saw Su Chen followed by that figure with long, dark green hair.

I felt a sense of relief at first.

Thankfully, Mu Huaye didn't seem to have been tricked.

Upon closer inspection, the snake's complexion was clearly not good; its lips were pale, and it seemed to be walking unsteadily.

The male snake, who had previously appeared ethereal and elegant in his white robes, now exuded resentment and even resembled a male ghost.

What did Su Chen do to him?

Her gaze swept back and forth between Su Chen and Mu Huaye, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Lu Jue's eyes turned cold the moment he saw Mu Huaye.

He is insensitive to some things because he doesn't care.

But he was fond of the princess.

Ever since the princess told him that the Federation commander who had been dragged back was Mu Huaye, he has been restless even when he is resting, as if he is afraid that Mu Huaye will be skinned alive by Su Chen.

The wolf cubs, who had once been enveloped in the pity of females, smelled a familiar scent.

The princess felt sorry for the snake.

However, the snake was too unruly, which caused the princess to still be angry with him, and this pity was not expressed.

Mu Huaye was taken aback by Lu Jue's glare and raised an eyebrow curiously.

He sensed the other party's undisguised, targeted pressure.

Lu Jue's mental energy fluctuations are not quite right.

He noticed on the battlefield that the wolf cub seemed to have improved.

SSS level?

The Empire is truly remarkable; Jiang Ting is SSS-rank, and Lu Jue is even...

Of course, all the credit goes to Jiang Zhixia.

So, is Su Chen next?

Mu Huaye's gaze shifted to Su Chen.

Su Chen's mental strength... seems to be the same as before.

However, it must be because of that thing, even Jiang Zhixia couldn't solve it...

A slight thought stirred within him, and his gaze towards Su Chen became complex.

Su Chen seemed to notice his gaze, glanced at him sideways, said nothing, and simply took a step closer to Jiang Zhixia.

"Mistress, the scale data needs to be recalibrated. I need to take him back to the medical area."

Jiang Zhixia nodded, slightly raised her eyes, and met those deep green eyes.

Given the snake's remarkable ability to escape, she frowned and warned:

"Behave yourself and don't run around, or I won't mind letting Su Chen take the artificial scales back."

Mu Huaye: "..."

Now, does she realize that she's about to instinctively say "behave yourself"?

He gave a muffled "hmm".

Just then, a clear voice came from afar.

"Princess!"

Everyone instinctively looked in the direction of the sound.

A stunningly beautiful face, completely out of place on the battlefield, appeared. Its long, captivating eyes held a hint of amusement. Despite being male, its smile was more delicate than that of a female. Its silver hair was meticulously styled so that it flowed like silk when it ran.

Jiang Zhixia became excited when she saw the other person.

"Ning Yi!"

Ning Yi, who was eagerly awaiting the landing of the main warship, ignored everyone and rushed straight towards Jiang Zhixia.

Despite being a head taller than Jiang Zhixia, he managed to squeeze himself into the female's arms, looking perfectly natural as a little bird clinging to her.

"Princess, have you missed me?"

His tone was soft, and his eyes looked aggrieved.

"Jiang Ting went too far! He put me with the captured warships, and I can't even go to see you. I miss you so much..."

The battle had been going on for more than ten days, and he had only seen Jiang Zhixia once.

Although his main purpose was not to be so presumptuous as to cling to females even on the battlefield, it did not stop him from being heartbroken by his longing.

Jiang Zhixia stroked his face like she was petting a fox, and then carefully examined his body for any injuries.

"No wonder I couldn't find you in the grunt area; you got back before me! The captured warships are faster than the main warships, and I was still searching like an idiot."

I breathed a sigh of relief when I didn't see that he was injured.

She did ask Jiang Ting where Ning Yi had been placed, but Jiang Ting was too busy to even show his face, only sending her a message to tell her that Ning Yi was safe.

Being a grunt doesn't involve any combat, so it's definitely safe; at most, it's just a bit tiring to carry things.

However, she was still worried about the battlefield, but now she can rest assured.

Ning Yi nestled his head into her palm, a smug smile playing on his lips.

"Is the princess worried about me?"

He looked up at her, his eyes sparkling.

The three men present all looked rather grim: "..."

That vixen...