Deyonna

Translator: Deyonna Tip me However, there was a serious problem at the moment— He had no money. After buying the necessary ingredients and returning home, Ye Er found that only 2,000 star coins were left in his account, equivalent to one-fifth of his wages. In two days, he had to take Xi Ze for a follow-up visit, and this amount was nowhere near enough. After washing up and returning to the room, Ye Er turned on his terminal and started browsing online for temporary part-time jobs. Live-stream product promotions... fake-order boosting... sweet wake-up call services... cat-ear headband, loli-voice* game companion…? *Or a "pinched" voice, where you suppress your real voice to make it sound softer, cuter, and tinier. He scrolled quickly through one outrageous option after another, but after dozens in a row, not a single one was suitable. Maybe the platform was the problem. Ye Er switched to one that was officially certified and clicked in...

Translator: Deyonna Tip me This was Ye Er's first time letting the female zerg into his room. Xi Ze, wearing loose pajamas, sat carefully on the small sofa beside the bed. His posture was a bit unnatural, yet still very upright, even tense. He maintained the restraint and dignity of a military female, never touching anything at random or making any other overly curious movements. Just like a puppy that had just been brought home, it squeezed warily into the corner of a small, shabby box, tucking all four paws carefully beneath it. The slightest touch would make its fur stand on end. Really… cute. Ye Er glanced over and felt a slight itch in the fingers of his right hand, barely able to resist the urge to reach out and rub. He walked past the small sofa and sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the female zerg's restrained expression, and smiled. "Nervous?" "No." Xi Ze pursed his lips and answered in a very low voice. ...

Translator: Deyonna Tip me Raising a female zerg hadn't changed his life much. Apart from having something to look forward to at home, life was still all about firewood, rice, oil, and salt*, the daily routine of going to work and coming home. *Life's daily necessities But lately, the living room and bathroom had been unusually clean. 015 cleaned every day, but it only swept up trash and tidied things, far from achieving spotless cleanliness. The bathroom was also kept dry and tidy, with no standing water or stray hairs. Recently, the little robot housekeeper had also been malfunctioning much less. Short circuits and sparks, once common, had become rare, and it had even learned to cut carrot flowers. When asked about the change, 015 only said, rather dimly, that it might be the new chip at work. It wasn't until one dinner, when the food 015 served was completely free of the faint burned taste it used to have, that the change began to...

Translator: Deyonna Tip me Although the little octopus was a bad fighter, his movements were quite agile and swift. At this moment, Yuan Ye felt a sudden emptiness in his chest, and a numbing sensation like an electric current surged from his chest all the way down to his ankles. If one were to peel off the youth's clothes right now, one would see his skin visibly flushed with a thin layer of red, running down from his chest and perfectly overlapping the path the little octopus had just dashed down. Fortunately, the pain from the wound was intense enough, and the situation dire enough. Moreover, that little creature wasn't human after all; it just had a texture similar to human skin. As a result, Yuan Ye's reaction wasn't as intense and uncontrollable as it used to be, when he would lash out violently at whatever touched him, leading to irreparable consequences and bloodshed. So at this moment, his movements showed only a barely ...

Translator: Deyonna Tip me The youth stared expressionlessly at the small creature gesturing madly in front of him, showing no reaction. It was unclear whether he understood. Just as Ye Yunfan was anxiously trying a few more gestures, his body suddenly stiffened, as if he had seen something terrifying. His pupils dilated abruptly. At this moment, several bizarre, eerie black shadows appeared not far behind the youth. The little octopus was facing him, so he could see the scene almost clearly. Horrified, he no longer cared whether Yuan Ye had understood what he'd been trying to express. Immediately, he scrambled back onto the young man's shoulder, then used his little tentacles to tug on the youth's earlobe, pulling it backward with all his might. Turn around! Turn around! There are so many monsters behind you! Brother!!! There was no other way. The baby octopus couldn't speak human language, so he could only gesture frantically. ...