Xyrin Empire

Chapter 349 - 349 349 Yo

?Chapter 349: Chapter 349 Yo! Chapter 349: Chapter 349 Yo! “I swear, I’ll never believe a word related to this damn wood again… I swear, I’ll never believe anything related to this wood…”

Upon emerging from the Eastern-style coffin-like hibernation chamber, our revered Miss Prophet muttered like a ghost fading into the distance, leaving us speechless.

Qianqian blinked her eyes, then turned to look at the pitifully designed hibernation chamber next to her and said, “It seems there really is a serious psychological shadow.”

“Taville,” I said with a headache as I looked at the diligent woman adjusting her glasses and checking the data recorded by the instruments. It was the first time I realized that a person’s aesthetic sensibilities could be twisted to such a degree, “you’re a scientist, not an artist, let alone a performance artist, so at least develop some normal sense of aesthetics.”

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Taville replied meticulously, “but what is performance art, exactly?”

Education, I thought, at least half of my Imperial Soldiers really need to undergo reeducation on human knowledge from scratch!

Sandora also followed with a head-shake and a wry smile, “Take some time to go out with the other officers, and bring that scorpion along with you. The severe deficiency you two have in certain common knowledge is truly worrisome—that scorpion still doesn’t understand why the street corner’s drink shop doesn’t sell high concentrations of helium-3, which is utterly hopeless.”

“Just remember not to hang out with a commander called Sicaro!” I decisively added from the side.

Then our esteemed female scientist fell into a serious dilemma. It was clear that choosing between obeying orders and continuing her research was a rather complex question for her.

It was said that since she came to Earth as an assistant and helped to establish Shadow World, she hadn’t left this city. No wonder she still hadn’t realized how great a cultural clash her aesthetic sensibility had with that of regular Earthlings…

Resonating human consciousness with a machine, despite Taville’s advanced equipment providing assistance, Lin Xue still exhausted quite a bit of mental power—of course, a significant part of that terrible mental state was due to another session sleeping in a coffin, which caused the psychological blow—almost until the afternoon did Miss Lin finally regained her usual boundless energy. The most obvious sign was her chasing me frantically around the house for half an hour.

I really don’t understand. It was Big Sister who hoodwinked you here, right? Even if it meant being dragged along and sleeping in a coffin, I shouldn’t be the one you seek revenge from, should I?

“No more exceptions!” In the end, the huffing and puffing Lin Xue, at a disadvantage in physical strength, was outpaced by me as I narrowly escaped to safety, while she herself sat on the couch, out of breath, “Really, if you need the help of Miss Prophet, just say so. Don’t trick me about some grand world-saving adventure, when in fact it’s just helping you guys find something.”

Only someone like you, who carries the title of Prophet but unexpectedly has a childlike side, could be deceived by the far-fetched claim of a “grand world-saving adventure,” right?

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