I've died 47 times in this game, so I've decided to sell it.

Why not use my perfume as a target? Everyone, try your luck with your listening devices!

Qi Ye crouched down and stared at the Di Ting that was wagging its tail for a long time.

He suddenly remembered that he still had an unsold light cone lying in his system inventory.

It's the "All-Knowing" skill I used when I argued with Pepe on the space station.

It can understand the languages ​​of all non-human beings.

Although this light cone has yet to find a suitable buyer, it should be quite fun to use it to amuse this mechanical dog.

He quietly activated the light cone, listened intently, and waited for a while.

Di Ting simply tilted its head back and emitted an electronic sound at him.

There is no information at all.

He waited for a while longer, and then the Diting emitted the exact same electronic sound again.

Then she turned her head and rubbed against Tingyun's ankle, never looking at him again.

"...What? It turns out to be an artificial idiot."

Qiye stood up in disappointment and patted the dust off her knees.

"I thought the baby from the manufacturing company would be very smart, but it turns out he can't even speak, he can only drip."

When I argued with Peipei, that bastard used a string of insults that never repeated itself.

This guy is something else; he can't even utter a single swear word.

Judging from its appearance, it probably doesn't have the language module installed.

They rely on their noses to do all the work; they're the practical kind of dogs, ruthless and taciturn.

After finishing her rant, Qi Ye looked at the silly dog ​​in front of her and seemed to remember something.

Chao Diting stretched out his hand and gave an order in the serious tone of a military dog ​​trainer.

"Bruce, left hand!"

Di Ting looked up at him, and then... nothing more.

It didn't even lift its paw.

"Bruce, right hand!"

Qi Ye changed the command. Di Ting's tail circled twice.

Then he walked to March 7th's feet and lay down.

The action of lying down was entirely because March 7th was squatting next to him, and had nothing to do with Qiye's instructions.

Laughing out loud on March 7th:

"It completely ignores you! You call it Bruce and it won't even budge!"

Besides, its name is clearly Di Ting, why do you have to give it some other name!

"Bruce?! What the hell?!"

Qi Ye stood up, dusted off his knees, and looked at Di Ting with a disappointed expression:

"The manufacturing company installed the most powerful tracking system on it, but it still can't even do the most basic handshake."

"If this were where I lived, they'd be eliminated in the first round of the police dog test."

Jing Yuan stood to the side watching this scene, a smile playing on his lips.

This group of people was even more interesting than she had imagined. Danfeng had been on the train for so long, she probably was never bored.

However, she had another matter on her mind: the side effects of light cone therapy that she had mentioned on March 7th.

Her current appearance is a product of the side effects of the light cone.

I couldn't help but be a little wary of the term "light cone".

She took two steps forward without making a sound, and naturally picked up the conversation:

"Speaking of which, Miss March 7th mentioned earlier that Miss Xing also used the light cone?"

I'm rather curious, what are those side effects like?

Before March 7th could answer, Tingyun coughed softly and stepped forward to steer the conversation back on track:

"My benefactors, the Listening Device still needs some adjustments."

I've already let it remember my perfume scent; now I can test its tracking ability.

If the debugging goes smoothly, we can set off sooner.

The Star Core Hunters are cunning; we can't afford to delay.

After she finished speaking, she bent down and let Di Ting smell the perfume.

Di Ting tilted its head back and sniffed the air, seemingly as a reaction to lock onto the scent.

Tingyun glanced at Qiye, a hint of helplessness on her face.

"If this benefactor likes to listen to the Di Ting, he can apply for one from the Bureau of Works after the search is over."

Seeing this, Jing Yuan stopped asking questions and simply smiled and took a half step back.

The topic was then shifted back to Tingyun, who was currently debugging Diting.

Qi Ye remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Jing Yuan's sudden question about the side effects of the light cone made his heart skip a beat.

It seems I'll have to find an opportunity to talk to March 7th later.

Tell her not to reveal all his secrets about selling light cones in front of Jingyuan.

Di Ting took short strides and ran towards the street corner, following the scent of perfume left behind by Ting Yun.

"It looks like the debugging went very smoothly."

Tingyun straightened up and nodded in satisfaction.

"My benefactors, Di Ting has already locked onto the young lady's scent, and the tracking function is working perfectly."

Everything is ready now. We await your command, and then we will set off to capture Kafka.

On March 7th, watching Di Ting diligently working around the street corner, I couldn't help but sigh:

"Although this little guy can't shake hands, he's quite reliable when it comes to doing serious work."

He's much better than someone who only knows how to argue with dogs.

Qiye protested from the side:

"I didn't have enough vocabulary that time, but I'm sure I'll win next time."

Xing chimed in from the side, "Then I want to open a betting pool and become the dealer!"

Jing Yuan stood to the side watching this scene, the calm smile on his lips never fading.

It's really funny how these people bicker.

Moreover, everyone has their own unique style of arguing, and after listening to it for a while, it actually has a strange sense of rhythm.

After this mission ends and I return home, I'll probably miss the days I spent traveling around with the train crew.

Of course, this is all on the premise that the mission goes smoothly.

Chapter 99 Qingque is not like that!

On the other side, at the Shence Palace.

Fu Xuan looked up from the mountain of official documents and rubbed his aching temples.

For a full day and night, she helped Jingyuan process the documents that should have been personally signed by the general.

From the rotation and deployment of the Yunqi Army to the inspection of goods at Xingcha Port,

Even trivial matters like the Tianbo Division's application to renovate the parking lot had to be sent to the General's Mansion.

She knew before that Jingyuan had a heavy workload.

But I never imagined that more than half of this heavy workload consisted of trivial matters.

What's even more infuriating is that Jing Yuan is currently wandering around outside with the face of a beautiful young girl.

They called it "supervising the train," but in reality, they just wanted to get out and have some fresh air after being cooped up in the Shence Prefecture for too long.

Unfortunately, he had agreed to handle her official business.

"You bastard Jingyuan, if you don't grant me a long enough leave after this incident is over, I'll turn your General's Mansion into a branch of the Imperial Divination Bureau."

After signing the last document, she put the pen on the table.

He leaned back in his chair. His shoulders and back were feeling a slight ache.

She closed her eyes, allowing herself to relax in this rare moment of peace.

Images from long ago involuntarily surfaced in my mind.

In the afternoon under the ginkgo tree, she chased her older brother around the backyard all afternoon, her legs so tired they were weak.

The older brother would let her lie face down on the small couch and massage her shoulders with his warm, strong hands.

While pressing her, he teased her, "Little Xuanzi, when you become the Grand Diviner in the future, you can't get tired so easily!"

She angrily declared that she would become a great general in the future.

He said okay, once you become a general, I'll give you massages every day.

Later, she became the Grand Diviner, but before she could take the position of Grand General, her older brother passed away.

She unconsciously rubbed her stiff shoulders.

The pressure and angle are wrong; no matter how I press, I can't get the right feeling.

Fu Xuan opened his eyes, looked down at his slender fingers, and suddenly felt that the general's study was too large and empty.

"Big brother, what are you and Jingyuan doing now?"

Just then, she instinctively reached into her pocket.

Her fingers touched a soft, unfamiliar fabric inside, which didn't feel like her own.

She stopped what she was doing, puzzled, and pulled the wad of fabric out of it.

It was a small piece of white cotton fabric folded neatly.

The fabric is soft and skin-friendly, clearly made of high-quality material for intimate apparel.

She didn't recognize it at first, until she fully unfolded it with both hands and saw the shape and size clearly.

Her movements froze.

These are a pair of panties, a children's size, printed with cartoon sparrows!

It was clearly folded carefully and then tucked into her sleeve.

Fu Xuan's face burned from the base of his neck upwards.

"Big brother! It must be him!"

I've been busy since this morning and haven't even had a chance to drink water, how could I possibly stuff something like this into my sleeve!

Only when he controls my body!

Big brother, why are you taking other people's panties like that?!

"Still trying to stuff it here! Just as wicked as Jing Yuan, hmph!"

She gritted her teeth and folded the panties back up.

Just as he was about to put it aside and settle the score with that guy later, his fingers suddenly stopped.

Wait a minute, she took another closer look at the size of the panties in her hand.

This print doesn't look like something an adult would wear at all.

Whose is this? What exactly did the older brother do while he was possessing her?