The moment the two finished speaking, they realized they were accidentally in sync, which particularly frustrated the little sprout, who turned away with a look of disdain. Poor An Junlie, completely looked down upon.

However, in An Junlie’s eyes, no matter how mischievous or lively Zi Ye was, she was just a light brain, at best a talking pet, and he certainly wouldn't bicker with it; still, this didn't dispel his intention to deal with Douzai. Seeing him fixated on Douzai, the little sprout bounced onto An Junlie’s head, grabbed his hair, and roared, "How long have you known Zi Ye?

This lord was by Zi Ye’s side three hundred years before you! Hmph, clearly you’re the bad guy!" An Junlie reached out to grab it, but it zipped upward, landing in front of Douzai and spreading its wings to shield it like a mother protecting her young, giving off a feeling of, "If you want to touch Douzai, you’ll have to step over me first." An Junlie picked it up, his face stern, and said, "This has nothing to do with who arrived first.

The point is, Douzai is dangerous to Zi Ye. What if she climbs onto Zi Ye’s ** tonight and bites her?" The little sprout considered this and thought he had a point.

It turned to look at Douzai, noticing it standing there dumbly with its mouth open, revealing sharp teeth inside, saliva glistening at the corners of its mouth... In a display of disappointment, it swept its wing under Douzai's jaw, forcefully making it close its mouth, and scolded, "Douzai, you idiot!

If you keep acting like this, the aliens will kill you!" An Junlie rubbed his temples, "I never intended to kill it." The little sprout tilted its head up, "You did! I'm telling Zi Ye!" With that, its body suddenly shrank an inch, escaping An Junlie’s grasp, and it flew towards Zi Ye's room.

An Junlie swiftly stepped forward, reaching out and seizing it again. Seeing the situation turn dire, it immediately cried out, "Zi Ye, help!

Help! The alien is going to hit me!" An Junlie was quick, covering its mouth, and raising it to the level of his own face, he lowered his voice and asked, "Douya, tell me, are you a real man?" The simple-minded little sprout fell right into An Junlie's trap, puffing out its chest, "Nonsense!

This lord is definitely a real man!" An Junlie nodded, let it go, and walked straight back to the sofa to sit down, watching the little sprout with composed ease. The little sprout didn't understand what he was planning, so it flew in front of him and asked, "What exactly do you want to say?" An Junlie smiled faintly, "Real men handle their own business.

What kind of hero wakes Zi Ye up over this? Does your noble self, the little sprout, need Zi Ye's help to feel confident?" The little sprout thought about it and agreed.

It nodded, "Fine, then I won't bother Zi Ye. We'll settle this between us privately!" An Junlie smoothed its fluff, adopting a conciliatory tone, "I really don't want to kill Douzai.

I just want to send it away before a tragedy happens, entrust it to a gene modification expert to help improve its condition, and bring it back once it’s better." The little sprout felt this made sense and was about to agree when Douzai suddenly let out a little 'Jee-ee' sound. The little sprout immediately sobered up, "No.

I still can't let you take it away!" An Junlie helplessly rubbed his forehead; they had come full circle, right back to where they started. Alas.

It wasn't easy coaxing a hyper-intelligent light brain. Zi Ye didn't know how long she had slept, but she only felt discomfort beneath her.

She thought, This is bad, and scrambled out of bed in a flurry. Turning back, she saw a large red stain blooming in the center of the bedspread.

Tragedy! She should have taken precautions before going to sleep.

She stood there, thinking for a long time, unable to recall why she had forgotten such a crucial matter before falling asleep. Since it was already done, she could only change clothes first.

She let out a low moan, found an outfit, tiptoed to the door, and opened a small crack to look out. She saw the little sprout hovering in front of An Junlie, the human and the light brain muttering conspiratorially about something, while Douzai was practicing rolling on the carpet, rolling over and over.

Great, they hadn't noticed her. She gently pushed the door open, clutching her clothes, and moving on tiptoe, quickly slipped out, turned, and pushed open the door to the adjacent bathroom.

By the time An Junlie heard a sound, she was already in the washroom. Good, he hadn't seen her.

Zi Ye breathed a huge sigh of relief. After taking care of her needs, she threw the soiled clothes into the washing machine, tidied her appearance in the mirror, and calmly returned to her room, instructing F431 to change the bedspread.

With everything handled, she finally walked into the living room. By then, the human and the light brain on the sofa were still locked in a standoff.

Zi Ye looked at the little sprout suspended in mid-air, its two eyes wide open, looking particularly cute, and chuckled, "What game are you two playing?" An Junlie and the little sprout turned their heads simultaneously, "We’re not telling you." Zi Ye was amused, "You two actually teamed up? I hate you both." As she spoke, she sat down and started boiling water to steep rose tea.

An Junlie proactively took the teapot from her hand and brewed the rose tea. It was rose tea brought from Silver Rune; steeped, it was incredibly fragrant.

Zi Ye drank it down like a wild animal, finishing it in three gulps, and nodded, "As expected, the pervert's technique is the best." An Junlie affectionately rubbed her head, simultaneously checking her temperature. Feeling that she wasn't quite as hot, he was still uneasy and took out a Fever-Reducing Candy for her to swallow.

Zi Ye hated Fever-Reducing Candy; she didn't know who invented it, it tasted awful. An Junlie said helplessly, "The candy isn't for chewing, swallow it quickly." Zi Ye ignored him, "I just like to—" Before she could finish speaking, An Junlie slapped her on the back.

Inadvertently, the candy tumbled down her throat, nearly choking her. She snapped angrily, "Alien, you're a bad guy." An Junlie paid no mind to her accusation.

Looking at the temperature displayed on the light brain, he said with satisfaction, "The fever has broken. It's currently 38.4°, it will clear up soon." Zi Ye glanced sideways at him, remaining silent.

He knew Zi Ye was angry about that slap. He pinched her cheek, "Be good, don't be angry." Zi Ye grabbed a cushion from the sofa and whacked him a few times until she felt better, then asked, "Alien, why did you suddenly come to our school?" An Junlie didn't want to lie, but he also didn't want to admit he had rushed over.

He hesitated for a second before changing the subject, "When you went to Silver Rune, did you see the interstellar track leading from Siyatu to Silver Rune on the way?" Zi Ye had always been puzzled by this, though it had faded after school started. Hearing him mention it now, she couldn't help but ask, "What does that have to do with anything?" The topic had successfully been diverted, and An Junlie was quite pleased.

Since he planned to tell Zi Ye anyway, he continued directly, "The track belongs to the Angel Domain." Zi Ye was slightly surprised, "Did you purchase the development rights for this track? Or contract it?" An Junlie shook his head mysteriously, "Neither.

It was developed privately." Zi Ye gasped, "You dared to do something like this? If the Interstellar Federation found out, you'd be in deep trouble!" An Junlie was completely confident, "When you and Red Hair were returning to Silver Rune, did you run into pirates?" Zi Ye nodded, "Their equipment was excellent.

Thankfully, they didn't engage us head-on, or our stealth bomber would have been done for long ago." An Junlie laughed heartily, "Those were people from our Angel Domain, disguised as pirates to guard the area and prevent unauthorized entry, ensuring the smooth construction of the track." Remembering the tension she felt passing the pirate lair, Zi Ye suddenly felt an urge to punch An Junlie. He should have said something earlier; he made her scared half to death.

Zi Ye couldn't help but ask, "You're easily discovered doing things this way." An Junlie rubbed her head. He particularly loved the feel of her hair and found rubbing it addictive.

Zi Ye was preoccupied with the track, so she didn't pay much attention to his little movements and didn't object. An Junlie said, "No need to worry about that.

Yesterday, the interstellar track reached its destination. Today, we test the induction field.

Once completed, the interstellar track will disappear from star charts, undetectable by any instruments or equipment. When in use, we first activate the induction field, allowing mechs to warp directly to the destination." Zi Ye gave him an internal thumbs-up.

Such meticulous planning. Such a large expenditure.

However, she couldn't figure out why An Junlie would go to such lengths to build this interstellar track. It looked suspiciously like smuggling or transporting dangerous goods, and the terminal station was a wormhole outside Silver Rune.

Could it be... Her expression turned serious, "What are you planning to do on Silver Rune?" If it was to bring the people from Silver Rune out, there was no need for this.

Although the route out of Silver Rune was dangerous, he, Red Hair, Black Beard, and she could all pass safely; bringing them all out wouldn't be that difficult. Therefore, she was quite certain that An Junlie's goal was not that.

The track leading from Siyatu to the Silver Rune wormhole would take at least eight or nine months to complete, not to mention the initial preparation of materials and funding. She almost suspected that An Junlie had targeted Silver Rune long ago and had accidentally fallen in while investigating it...

An Junlie seemed to read her thoughts and sobered his expression, "I truly fell in by accident." Zi Ye looked up at him and smiled, wriggling into his embrace to sit comfortably, "Go on. It’s a good time to listen to a story to wake up properly." Seeing her calm demeanor and lack of accusation, An Junlie felt considerably more settled, and he said, "I want to develop Silver Rune.

Privately develop it." Zi Ye jumped up from his embrace, "You are ruthless!" An Junlie’s heart skipped a beat, "You object?" Zi Ye blurted out, "That’s terrifying! You’re practically courting death!

You dare to develop it without purchasing the rights from the Interstellar Federation—you are terrifying!" Hearing that she wasn't objecting, An Junlie's jumpy heart settled again, and he smiled faintly, "I have a way to evade the eyes and ears of the Interstellar Federation. The crucial thing now is whether my development of Silver Rune will receive your approval." Zi Ye lowered her head in thought, then quietly sat down beside him.

They were residents of Silver Rune, true, but they only held residency rights; everything else was controlled by the Interstellar Federation. An Junlie asking for their opinion was a show of respect.

She remembered when she was young on Fly Law Star, which was then a desolate planet. After the Fia family saw its potential, they proceeded with various resource developments, completely disregarding the objections of the planet's residents.

In comparison, the difference in stature between the two situations was immediately clear.