Godlike: From Fake to Real, Lord of the Gods

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At midnight, the villa finally returned to silence.

Lianfeng left with a belly full of complicated thoughts and a preliminary intention about "technological exchange with the Pangu civilization".

The Super God Academy will certainly continue to pay attention to Su Xiaoli's issue, but it is no longer something that Si Yao needs to worry about.

To him, Su Xiaoli was indeed, as he said, more like a "pet" he adopted on a whim.

This label was not malicious; for him, the status of a pet was far superior to that of those Earth monkeys.

If this "pet" is well-behaved and sensible, it's fine to let her stay; if she feels uncomfortable and wants to leave one day, he will never stop her.

The choice is entirely hers.

Right now, he has more important things to focus on: digesting the scattered information about the underlying algorithm of the "God-Slaying Power" that he had just gleaned from Lianfeng, and combining it with his existing knowledge to further refine his conception of the "Blood Spear" killing module.

At the same time, he needs to weave more and more influential "lies" to acquire a massive amount of truth points in order to prepare for the "void" threat that may emerge in the future, a threat that even he fears.

As for other trivial matters, they can be put aside for the time being.

After sorting out his thoughts, Si Yao returned to his bedroom to rest.

However, as soon as he opened the bedroom door, he found that Su Xiaoli, who was supposed to be resting in the guest room, was waiting in his room.

She was still wearing that black and white maid outfit, her hands nervously twisted in front of her, her cheeks flushed an unnatural red, and her eyes darted around with a hint of resolute determination.

Seeing Si Yao enter, she took a deep breath and said quickly, as if reciting lines, "Boss! Since... since it's a sugar daddy arrangement, then... then I definitely have to do those... assigned tasks. I... I have no experience, but I'm a quick learner! I... I'll improve very fast!"

Si Yao: "..."

He looked at Su Xiaoli's expression, which was as if she were going to die for her country, and was speechless.

What's going on in this little fox's head all day? He looks like someone who can't wait to get going.

"Go change into some normal clothes." Si Yao rubbed his temples, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible fatigue, trying to end this farce tactfully. "Then go back to your room and rest."

However, Su Xiaoli clearly misunderstood him. She blinked, a "I understand" look on her face, and quickly nodded, "Okay, boss! I'll go change it right away!"

After saying that, she ran out of the master bedroom like a gust of wind.

Si Yao was too lazy to try to decipher her erratic thoughts, so he went straight into the bathroom, took a shower, and changed into comfortable pajamas.

When he walked out of the bathroom while drying his hair, he found that Su Xiaoli had returned, and... had changed her clothes again.

This time it was a so-called "pure college student" outfit—a plaid skirt, a white shirt, a bow tie, and even a pair of non-prescription glasses.

However, this outfit on her, combined with her deliberately timid yet seductive gaze, looked more like some kind of role-playing erotic costume. Moreover, she clearly did not understand the temperament that a "college student" should have, and her movements and expressions were still the same seductive style she used during her live broadcasts.

"Boss... is this... okay?" Su Xiaoli blinked her big eyes, trying to make herself look more "innocent".

Looking at the little fox in front of him who had never even stepped into the gates of a university but insisted on playing the role of an innocent junior, Si Yao felt a deep sense of powerlessness welling up in his heart.

This situation... it feels like he's being treated as "prey" by this little fox, someone he needs to "try hard to please" in order to secure his position?

"Go take a shower," Si Yao said calmly. "Then, go back to your room and sleep. Don't bother me."

Looking at Si Yao's icy face, Su Xiaoli finally realized that her boss seemed to really... have no interest in her "sacrifice" and was even somewhat annoyed.

A sense of frustration and grievance welled up inside her. She pouted, muttered "Oh...", and then slunk out of the master bedroom.

The world is finally quiet.

Si Yao lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and let his consciousness sink deep into the depths, beginning to analyze and reconstruct the fragmented information about the God-Slaying Martial Algorithm.

However, just as he was about to enter a deep meditative state, the bedroom door was pushed open very gently.

A fresh, clean scent wafted in after a bath.

Si Yao didn't open his eyes, but he could feel Su Xiaoli tiptoeing to the bedside like a kitten, then carefully lifting a corner of the blanket and crawling in, curling up into a ball next to him.

She dared not get too close, only staring timidly and expectantly at his profile so close to hers with her eyes that seemed exceptionally bright in the darkness. She breathed very softly, as if waiting for his next instruction, or... simply begging for his tacit permission to stay.

Si Yao sighed inwardly.

This little fox's understanding of "being kept" is truly... adorably persistent and one-sided.

But his mind was preoccupied with adjusting the parameters of the anti-dark singularity effect and delta radiation, and he simply didn't have the energy to deal with this inexplicable "night raid".

He still didn't open his eyes or move. "Be quiet."

This seemed to be interpreted by Su Xiaoli as a form of tacit approval.

She immediately gave a soft "hmm," then tried to shrink herself even smaller, almost holding her breath, and lay motionless beside him, only her big eyes still staring at him unblinkingly in the darkness.

Si Yao was too lazy to chase her away anymore. To him, whether there was a warm and quiet "pillow" beside him or not did not affect his rest and thinking.

……

The morning sunlight was blocked out by the heavy curtains, and the bedroom remained dim and quiet, perfect for sleep.

Si Yao's consciousness was immersed in the construction of a complex energy model, with Su Xiaoli's even and shallow breathing beside him.

After a night of "boldness" and the eventual tacit acceptance of "sharing a bed," the little fox seemed to have finally found a sense of security and slept exceptionally soundly. She even unconsciously snuggled closer to Si Yao, causing her pajama straps to slip down, revealing a patch of snow-white skin and delicate collarbones.

However, this tranquility did not last long.

Suddenly, a sharp, piercing sound came from the glass door leading from the bedroom to the balcony—the heavy curtains were abruptly pulled open from the outside!

The dazzling sunlight instantly flooded the room, completely dispelling the gloom.

Si Yao's brows furrowed instantly, and he opened his eyes with displeasure.

Outside the balcony, three slender angels with snow-white wings hovered. The lead angel, Yan, with her usual slightly mocking smile, wore the other two angels, Zhui and Moyi, while their expressions were relatively calm.

Their gazes first fell on Si Yao, and then naturally slid to Su Xiaoli, who was curled up beside him, her brows slightly furrowed by the sudden light, and her clothes disheveled.

The three angels' eyes instantly turned somewhat strange.

Angel Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, and a meaningful smile curved her lips.

Angel Chase and Moy subconsciously looked away, seemingly feeling that it was inappropriate to look at them.

Although they have lived for thousands of years and seen the customs of countless civilizations, they have no intention of judging this kind of private matter of "mutual consent," but... arriving uninvited early in the morning and seeing such a "bright spring" scene still feels somewhat... abrupt.

Angel Yan was about to say something joking, like, "Looks like we've come at the wrong time?"

But before she could finish speaking, Si Yao interrupted her with his actions.

Si Yao didn't even bother to lift his eyelids again, and simply waved his hand casually toward the balcony with extreme impatience.

In an instant, a pure and solid white light appeared out of thin air and instantly condensed into an impenetrable wall of light outside the glass door of the balcony!

This wall of light not only completely blocked out the outside view, but also blocked out sound and breath, as if it had wiped the entire balcony off the world.

Just as the three angels, Yan and her companions, were preparing to watch the show, all that remained before their eyes was a dazzling white expanse. The bedroom, Si Yao, and the disheveled Su Xiaoli had all vanished.

Angel Yan's smile froze. She could even feel a cold, "keep away" aura emanating from the wall of light.

"Sister Yan, I told you that this was impolite," Angel Chase couldn't help but complain.

"That's an invasion of privacy."

Angel Yan was a little embarrassed. "How was I supposed to know that he'd found himself a girlfriend after only a few days?"