The Crazed Little Darling: Pampered by the Possesive Commander!-Chapter 214: Did She Meet the One She Wanted to See?

Chapter 214: Chapter 214: Did She Meet the One She Wanted to See?

Lu Shinian nodded, holding the person tighter.

"I heard it."

It’s more apt to say that the voice appeared directly in his mind rather than that he heard it.

He couldn’t even choose to block it out.

If this could be used in actual combat, commands could be conveyed directly without communication devices, greatly enhancing efficiency and ensuring the enemy wouldn’t hear them.

Almost instantly, Lu Shinian’s mind was flooded with numerous practical methods for this technique.

His eyes darkened slightly.

"I learned this from him, but I haven’t reached his level yet," Su Ruan continued, "He said if spiritual power is used to the extreme, you can accurately lock onto someone and communicate directly, with the distance reaching thousands of miles."

Su Ruan tugged at Lu Shinian’s sleeve, speaking softly, "So there’s nothing between us, you know. He’s like half a mentor to me."

"Cancel the pet contract, I’ll negotiate with him." Lu Shinian still chose her in the face of great temptation.

Su Ruan: ...

"He definitely won’t be willing to teach you." She rarely showed a spoiled look, "You’re so cold and fierce. If I were Ian, I wouldn’t want to teach you either."

Lu Shinian fell silent.

Seeing his silence, Su Ruan spoke softly, "Both my body and heart are yours. You don’t need to worry."

"Besides, he’s now a Nine Flame Crab. Doesn’t he look terrifying?"

Human hatred for the Insect Race is deeply rooted, even in the Second World, they are loathed and detested, and humans wish to eliminate them as soon as possible.

Even knowing Ian is from the Hidden Clan, facing the shell of a Nine Flame Crab, she couldn’t bring herself to like it, not to mention anything else.

Of course, this all hinges on knowing he was a Nine Flame Crab.

Before she didn’t know, now she knows, and the more she thought about it, the stranger it seemed.

"Human hatred for the Insect Race never dissipates," she whispered, resting her head on Lu Shinian’s chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, her long lashes trembling.

The pain from being torn apart by the Insect Race in a previous life seemed etched into her soul.

She hated the Insect Race, and that wouldn’t change.

Lu Shinian responded with a low "Hmm" and didn’t pursue the matter about Ian further.

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On S-01 Star, Ian hurriedly came out of the Holographic Chamber.

He found Archi, who was studying human Mecha, and grabbed him by the collar, looking fierce, "What the hell is that Holographic Chamber you gave me!? Why can’t I revert to human form?"

Archi calmly patted his hand, signaling him to let go.

Ian sneered, released him, and didn’t forget to say, "What’s going on exactly?"

"Mainframe restriction," Archi explained, "The Insect Race can’t enter the human Second World. I made some modifications, allowing access, but you can’t change to human form."

After a pause, he asked, "Whose pet have you become?"

Ian’s ears turned rare red.

He mustn’t let Archi know he met her, otherwise...

"None of your business?" Ian feigned anger.

Archi stared at Ian’s slightly reddened ear lobes, instinctively frowning.

Something’s wrong.

Really wrong.

If it were the past, Ian would have already wrecked his lab, but today he just bantered?

An unbelievable yet explanatory thought arose in Archi’s mind.

"Did you see her?" he asked.

"Her? Who?" Ian pretended to know nothing, "You’re speaking in riddles."

Archi became more certain Ian had seen her.

"How is she now? Did she see the person she wanted to see?"

Ian reflexively replied, "She’s fine."

As soon as he spoke, he regretted it.

"Damn!"

"Yes, yes, I saw her." He simply admitted.

After a pause, he realized what he had said, furrowed his brows, "The person she wants to see? Who? Why don’t I know about this?"

Archi gave him a cool glance, "You’re always thinking about fighting, how would you know about her matters?"

"Pah!" Ian spat disdainfully, "I’m fighting for her, what do you know!"

"You still haven’t told me who she wants to meet."

Archi shook his head, "I don’t know. She never mentioned these things in front of us."

He had only heard her muttering a name once when she was in a coma.

"Annoying, always speaking in riddles." Ian impatiently ran a hand through his hair, "Her spiritual power has issues, but in the Second World, I can’t tell exactly what went wrong."

"She’s stabilized now."

"Zai Zai?" Archi was taken aback.

Ian scoffed and recited Aiers’ old saying.

"20 years old?" Archi’s lips twitched, and for the first time, his cold face showed a hint of a smile, "That is indeed a little cub."

years old—in the long lifespan of the Insect Race, isn’t that just a little cub?

"Cub’s spiritual power has issues?" Archi also called her Cub.

Ian rolled his eyes but turned serious.

He quickly recounted what happened in the Second World.

"That Military Token carries the aura of the former Queen. It’s a great supplement for Cub, so I thought of letting Cub absorb it, but after absorbing, Cub went into demonic transformation."

"Although it was very brief, but..."

"Nonetheless, it was in the Second World; I’m not sure what the reality is."

Archi slightly frowned, "The former Queen has been dead for ten years, how could the Military Tokens carry the Queen’s aura?"

"How would I know?" Ian rolled his eyes again, "When she died, weren’t we still trapped in the Spiritual Domain?"

"If you’ve got time to think about this, why not quickly modify the Holographic Chamber for me, to turn into a human form; the original form is mighty but too inconvenient."

The biggest inconvenience was that he could only walk sideways, which infuriated him!

Archi coolly replied, "Oh."

Ian: ...

"If you don’t modify it for me, I’ll report to the King!" Ian accused.

Archi’s eyes grew colder, "The King hasn’t woken up yet; you’re going to report?"

Ian scratched his head in frustration, "Archi, when do you think the King will wake up?"

Archi didn’t answer this question.

No one could answer this question.

Meanwhile, in the long-closed Crystal Palace.

On the throne, the long-haired man, whose beauty transcended gender, had his long lashes tremble slightly, as if he might awaken in the next second.

But after the trembling, it quieted down again.

The surroundings fell into silence, even the heartbeat was almost non-existent.

Long after, a nearly inaudible murmur echoed in the empty palace.

"Sister."