Aslan, sitting opposite Lin Hao, felt as if an arrow had pierced his heart when the cub looked at him that way.
He didn't know how to breathe.
How could a cub be this cute?
He really wanted to pull him into his arms and pet him.
Lin Hao, seeing Aslan suddenly become dazed, showed a hint of confusion on his face. Why was this bug suddenly spacing out?
He waved his hand in front of Aslan's eyes and asked, "Aslan, are you alright?"
Was he really alright like this?
Or had something just occurred to him?
Hearing the cub's voice, Aslan instantly snapped back from his daydream. He coughed softly to ease his current awkwardness.
"Cough, King, I am fine."
He couldn't possibly tell the cub that he had been mesmerized by looking at him. If the cub found out, would he think he was an unreliable bug and stop talking to him properly in the future?
In the end, he would be left alone to live out his life in solitude!
Upon thinking of this, Aslan immediately heightened his vigilance.
No, this matter must absolutely not be known to the cub. He didn't want to live alone.
Yes, that's the plan.
Seeing that he wasn't thinking about anything else, Lin Hao didn't dwell on it any further and asked, "Then why did you arrive so late?"
Let's get back to the main topic.
The other three bugs watched this scene calmly. If Lin Hao had turned to look at them, he would have seen looks of "disdain" on each of their faces.
"Your self-control isn't good enough," Hill communicated with Aslan, who was sitting upright.
Suddenly contacted, Aslan calmly replied to Hill, "Don't say such dismissive things. Do you dare say you weren't like this when you first saw the cub?"
He was certain that 100% of the bugs in the group would be stunned when they first saw the cub.
He understood this common sense.
The ball he kicked was kicked back by someone else.
Hearing this, Hill simply grunted and turned away from Aslan.
After all, what this bug said was true. When she first saw the cub, she had the same expression. If Rila hadn't been beside her then, she might have rushed forward.
"We were passing by a planet when we were suddenly entangled by a plant. It was because of this plant that we were late."
Aslan, hearing the cub's interest in this, began to talk enthusiastically, as he was happy to talk more with the cub.
Lin Hao, who had originally sat back on the sofa, suddenly sat up straight upon hearing the word "plant."
Damn, this thing is truly everywhere.
Why is it always present?
"What kind of plant was it?" Lin Hao asked Aslan with a serious expression.
If it was that plant, then it would count as combat experience now.
This way, personnel casualties could be reduced in the future.
"Hmm, what kind of plant was it?" Aslan, hearing this, thought carefully about the image of the plant.
After speaking, he dipped his finger in the water in his cup and drew the plant's image in his mind on the table.
Lin Hao and the other three bugs silently got off the sofa and gathered around Aslan, carefully observing the bug's drawing.
In less than two minutes, the image of the plant was drawn.
The table was instantly filled with drawings: vines covered with long, thin needles, and in its center, a huge flower that occupied one-fifth of its size.
Upon seeing this, Lin Hao's mind was instantly filled with images.
Damn, this bug's memory is incredible. It could even remember his fuzz. Is this due to bug genes?
"Ah, isn't this 'filth'?"
An ethereal voice came from above Lin Hao's head.
Lin Hao was startled by the voice as he was deep in thought about the plant. He quickly looked up and saw a fish with large, blinking eyes looking at the table.
He patted his chest in silence.
Why is it that none of the people he knows make any noise when they walk?
It scared the bug half to death.
Aslan, who had finished drawing, looked up upon hearing the voice and saw Lan Jia Ruo. His sky-blue hair cascaded down as he bent over, his fair skin, and his thighs beneath the thin veil.
Although a flash of admiration crossed his eyes, he still sensed that this being was not from the bug race, but a strange spiritual fluctuation.
It made one unconsciously lower their guard, so gentle.
Lan Jia Ruo sensed that someone was constantly looking at him. He looked up and saw a new face, and asked Lin Hao, "Who is this bug?"
There was a hint of disgust on his face, and he unconsciously shifted himself aside.
This action shocked all the bugs present, except for Elfa, of course.
Lin Hao saw this and jokingly said to Aslan, "What did you do to make him move away from you like that?"
Aslan, seeing all this, also shook his head in confusion, indicating that he didn't know either.
They had only just met, so why would he make such an expression?
Seeing that the parties involved couldn't explain, Lin Hao turned to look at Lan Jia Ruo, who had already retreated to a far distance, a hint of helplessness flashing across his face ╮(╯＿╰)╭.
He said, "Do you know Aslan?"
Lan Jia Ruo shook his head, indicating that he didn't.
Lin Hao was also confused by this answer and asked, "Then why are you hiding so far away?"
The fish opposite him said, "His smell, I don't like it. His whole body is filled with the smell of 'filth.' Ugh, it's so unpleasant."
After saying this, the fish made a disgusted expression, showing his aversion to Aslan's scent.
Hearing this, Lin Hao thought back. When he had been close to Aslan earlier, he hadn't smelled anything strange on him.
Could it be the mysterious skill of the ocean royal family?
If he thought of it this way, it all made sense.
Aslan, hearing the fish's words, also sniffed himself and couldn't detect any smell.
Could it be this?
He suddenly thought of something and opened a space, taking out something resembling a flower and placing it on the table.
"Ahhhh, hurry and take that thing away!" Lan Jia Ruo, who had already retreated to the kitchen, yelled loudly upon seeing the flower on the table in the living room, disregarding his appearance.
Damn, damn, why did this bug bring its flower back? Did he want to die sooner and end it all?
He was too reckless.
Aslan had just placed the flower on the table when he heard this person's voice.
He was so startled that he wanted to put the flower back into the space, but when he tried to pick it up, it was as if the flower was stuck and he couldn't pull it off.
Elfa, who had been meditating nearby, instantly opened his eyes and came to Lin Hao's side, scooping him up and moving him away from the table.
As expected, in less than twenty seconds, the flower seemed to have found nourishment and instantly grew new branches and leaves.
Lin Hao, suddenly picked up by Elfa, had a blank mind. Did Aslan just take out a blue flower?
Why did it suddenly grow vines?
And was this the mutated species?
It looked so familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he just couldn't recall.
If Elfa hadn't reacted quickly, he might have been waiting for his next reincarnation.
Fortunately, he had a powerful and reliable captain as his bodyguard.
After placing Lin Hao in a safe position, Elfa approached the vines, preparing to deal with them along with the others.
After all, a single seed of it took half a day to fight, let alone a juvenile form.
Seeing this, Hill quickly picked up Rila beside him and sent her to the King's side.
"Protect the King," Hill said to Rila before heading towards the vines.
He also shot Aslan a glare, blaming him for giving the cub something whose safety performance he didn't even know.
Aslan looked at the cub with guilt.
It was all his fault. If he hadn't thought the blue flower looked beautiful then, he wouldn't have given it to the cub without any safety tests.
If anything had happened to the cub, he would never be able to atone for it even if he died.
At this moment, the vines had grown to nearly three meters. Elfa glanced at the new house and snapped his fingers.
Instantly, the plant, along with the table, was teleported outside.
This was the cub's favorite house, so he must not damage it.
Elfa thought to himself.
The other two bugs also followed Elfa outside after seeing this.
Outside, the vines seemed to have entered the sea and instantly grew enormous.
Seeing this, Elfa and the others began to use their mental powers to destroy the vines in front of them.
In the room, Lin Hao saw Lan Jia Ruo hiding in the kitchen and asked, "Aren't you going out to help?"
Huh? Why isn't this fish going out to help? Didn't Hill go out?
Didn't he always follow Hill wherever he went?
Why wasn't he following this time?
Was it because he knew that different species wouldn't have a good outcome?
Or was he giving up?
But looking at the current situation, neither seemed likely. Why was this happening?
Lin Hao only saw Lan Jia Ruo squatting on the ground, drawing something with his hand, and muttering something.
Was he drawing a formation?
A formation that only appeared in novels, could he, Lin Hao, witness it in reality?
Just thinking about it made him excited.
Lin Hao quickly shut his mouth, fearing he would disturb the master who was drawing.
After all, novels said that when a great being was setting up a formation, they shouldn't be disturbed. If disturbed, it wouldn't work.
And Lan Jia Ruo, who was on the ground, was indeed thinking about formations, but he had forgotten which one to draw.
There were too many formations, he had forgotten.
Hmm, where did this star go?
Is it here?
No, no, no, drawing here is for sealing something else.
Is it in the lower left?
Huh? It seems to be in the lower left, and also in the lower right. Where exactly is it?
His whole fish-head was aching.
While still struggling with the formation, Lan Jia Ruo suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes instantly darkened, and his body fell forward uncontrollably.
Lin Hao, who had been watching and "stealing knowledge" of the fish's drawing nearby, was completely bewildered by this sudden spitting of blood.
He quickly supported Lan Jia Ruo, who was about to fall, and said softly, "Are you alright?"
Lan Jia Ruo, held by him, did not respond to Lin Hao's words. Instead, he hurriedly pushed Lin Hao aside.
He quickly got up, his steps unsteady, and ran towards the door.
He muttered in his heart, "Your Highness, please don't be alright."
Lan Jia Ruo reached the door and indeed saw Hill lying under the Yao tree, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Thankfully, thankfully, Your Highness, you are alright.
He glanced at the other two bugs. Their conditions were not good either.
A look of determination flashed in his eyes.
Now, he had to use this method.
He slowly revealed his long claws, which he had kept retracted for several days, and walked step by step towards the vines.
Hill, who had already recovered, saw Lan Jia Ruo suddenly appear in front of the vines, and his pupils widened instantly.
No, no, no, he wouldn't use that method, would he?
"Lan Jia Ruo, come back here!" Hill quickly shouted at the blue figure.
Please don't use that method.
Please.
Lan Jia Ruo, hearing Hill's words, didn't obey her for the first time. He paused for a second and continued forward.
"You all get away from here," Lan Jia Ruo said to the two bugs who were still fighting.
They, who were already on the verge of collapse, used their last bit of strength to distance themselves from the vines after hearing Lan Jia Ruo's words.
Lan Jia Ruo looked at the vines and said, "I originally wanted to let you go, but you are persistent. Then don't blame me."
Upon seeing this person, the vines instinctively flinched back.
This person in front of them exuded an aura that made it terrified.
"You know fear? Too late," Lan Jia Ruo said with a light smile, seeing this.
His lips parted slightly, and a string of ancient languages came out of his mouth. He floated into the air for a moment, and then suddenly, his claws, which hung by his waist, came to his chest and pierced his heart.
Crimson blood flowed across his chest, red and white mingling, unique yet elegant.
He used his blood-stained hand to write and draw something in the air.
"I, the Overlord of the Seas—Lan Jia Ruo, the guardian beast has escaped. It has now been discovered. I, exercise the Overlord's power and declare that you shall be subjected to—Lightning Punishment."
After speaking, Lan Jia Ruo touched his waist with his other hand, pulled off a fish scale, and tossed it into the air.
The originally clear sky instantly turned cloudy, and all the clouds pressed down towards the vines.
Side Story:
How did my sci-fi novel turn into Western fantasy? Does this feel abrupt? If it's abrupt, I'll revise it?