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Volume 1: Chapter 832 The Convenience of the Touch of Death

Onpharos, the Golden Courtyard.

Afternoon sunlight streamed into the relaxation area, which was covered with a deep purple velvet carpet.

A pink velvet sofa, stacked striped cushions, and a low wooden table with fresh fruit and delicate pastries.

There were also several pottery jars scattered on the ground, painted with colorful glazes.

Xia Die sat quietly in a corner far from the bustling center, unaffected by the lively atmosphere of the Tirispius and the Virvi.

She was as serene as a butterfly perched on a quiet flower branch.

This lively atmosphere was very new and somewhat unfamiliar to her.

In her past solitary journeys, even when she occasionally stayed in a city-state, Xia Die was used to keeping her distance from people, like a silent bystander.

The most they exchange information with is when purchasing necessary supplies.

She almost never goes to stroll around in bustling, crowded markets.

To prevent accidental physical contact with others that could lead to tragedy.

In the past, this novel and lively atmosphere would have been enough to make Xia Die ponder for a long time.

but now……

"What is that little purple butterflyfish thinking about?"

The sound of deep-sea tides echoed beside me.

Hazel had quietly come to her side and sat down gracefully without her noticing.

She carried the fresh scent unique to the ocean, which mingled with the sweet aroma of pastries in the courtyard.

"Ms. Heather."

Xia Die was startled awake from her reverie, and almost instinctively moved a small distance to the side.

She immediately realized her actions and an apologetic look appeared on her face.

"I'm sorry, it's my habit to keep a certain distance from others."

"No need to apologize, I understand."

After several days of getting acquainted, Heather had gained a preliminary understanding of her companions, the Fire-Chasing Moths.

The little butterflyfish carries a curse of death; any living creature it touches will be embraced by death and wither away.

The king is the only special exception.

"In the deep sea, there also exist awe-inspiring deep-sea monsters."

"If ordinary small fish get too close, they will be sucked into the huge whirlpools they inadvertently create and will never be able to swim freely again."

After finding the light to fight against the void, Hazel's entire mental state underwent a dramatic change.

The perceptive Xia Die was particularly sensitive to this.

The difference between the siren girl you first caught and the Heather today is like that between a fallen princess with a broken kingdom and a lost, confused look in her eyes and a knight princess who has found the sun.

"New gloves... they're beautiful. Did the King give them to you?"

After spending several days together, Haiseyin naturally noticed the changes in Xiadie.

Although gloves cannot prevent the touch of death, the little butterflyfish still has the habit of wearing gloves.

The old brown gloves that had been washed until they were faded and had worn edges have been replaced.

At this moment, Xia Die's hands are covered with a pair of uniquely designed asymmetrical purple gauze gloves.

It fits the curves of the hand perfectly, like the thin wings of a purple butterfly.

"um, yes."

Hearing Heather's direct question, Xia Die's cheeks flushed a beautiful blush, and her gaze unconsciously shifted away.

"You said my white dress was too plain and you wanted to help me dress it up."

This is a simplified and modified version of Xia Die's words.

Your exact words...

"Butterfly is so cute, we can't waste Titan's gift. You have to dress yourself up nicely, let me help you!"

Qiong, who treats Xingbao like a dress-up game, simply cannot stand seeing Xia Die wearing plain clothes that look like mourning clothes every day.

Of course, this means something completely different for Xia Die.

She's experienced so many firsts these past few days.

This is the first time I've received a handmade gift from someone, filled with heartfelt sentiment.

For the first time, I clumsily but earnestly worked with others to bake a sweet cake.

The first time a video recording my smile was captured.

Every first time is closely linked to you.

Her world seemed to have a page turned by a warm hand, revealing a colorful new chapter.

It still gives her a sense of unreality, as if she were in a beautiful dream.

"Yes, the king's aesthetic sense is indeed unique and full of whimsy."

Looking at the girl's shy and delicate appearance, Haisein didn't have any special reaction, but simply smiled and gave her her blessing.

"I look forward to seeing the butterflyfish adorned with more seashells and pearls; that would perfectly match the rhythm of the ocean."

She is a siren.

The worldview of sirens and that of humans are not so different as to be vastly different.

In Hazel's eyes, the Dome, as the king of the ocean, is the light that guides the fish forward.

It was perfectly normal for all sorts of fish to gather around him.

"Thank you, I will do my best to cooperate with you."

The butterfly's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, and the scene in the kitchen not long ago involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

Your Excellency stood behind her, your warm breath brushing against her ear, guiding her hand to stir the batter and decorate the cakes... That warmth made her heart tremble slightly.

Her gentle gaze drifted away, unconsciously following the path to the other end of the courtyard, where Qiong was gesturing to some Tirispius.

This wasn't Qiong deliberately flirting.

Xia Die's hands, with their touch of death, can eliminate bacteria at the microscopic level. There is no kitchen utensil more hygienic than Xia Die's hands.

The curse of the Touch of Death is not all bad.

There are still convenient places.

For example, no matter how thick the boots Xia Die wears, even if she sweats, they won't smell at all when she takes them out; her sweat is as clean as pure water.

No matter when or where, those jade feet of ice lotus are ready to eat as soon as you open the box!

Shelf life or eternity.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

Just as Xia Die was staring at Qiong in a daze, she suddenly saw Qiong covering his head with one hand, swaying as if he was about to faint.

Xia Die instantly stood up and strode forward.

"king?"

Haise also noticed Qiong's unusual condition and got up almost simultaneously with Xia Die to help Qiong up.

"It's okay."

Qiong leaned her body weight slightly against the two girls' soft and fragrant embrace, her nose surrounded by two completely different yet equally comforting fragrances.

"I just suddenly missed your embrace, so I pretended to faint."

With the moon absent in the long night, Qiong's witty remarks flowed freely.

“If my embrace can make you feel comfortable and at peace, you may come to me anytime.”

Hazel showed none of the shyness a normal girl would have in this kind of thing, and smiled slightly.

"Me too! Your Excellency, my embrace is always open for you!"

Xia Die quickly replied.

Although her cheeks were as red as ripe berries and her voice trembled slightly with shyness, the desire to get closer overcame everything.

What is a little shyness compared to the precious moment of being able to embrace you?

"Okay, I'll remember that."

He joked outwardly, but inwardly he was secretly amazed.

The sudden dizziness was not a faking sensation, but rather a reflection of a foolish prank from 50,000 years ago.

He is now 'alone' in four different timelines with varying time flows.

The collapsed civilization, the main body of the galaxy, Onpharos and 50,000 years ago.

It's like having the dividing carriages of a train travel at different speeds on the track while keeping the whole train from falling apart.

Wow, that's really refreshing.

The prank's implications tugged at his nerves once again.

Once you get used to the four-part time flow, the dizziness will lessen and eventually disappear.

This is Qiong; if it were anyone else in different time flows, they would definitely go crazy after a while.

Fortunately, he was a masked fool in excellent mental health.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw March 7th appear from the second-floor stairwell carrying several thick books. Qiong immediately straightened up from the warm embrace of Xia Die and Heiseyin.

To prevent Miss Changyeyue from breathing in her breath.

There's always a feeling of being restricted and stifled.

This is not the mindset of a fool.

I need to adjust my mood; my own fun is fun too.

As Qiong thought this, she found even greater pleasure in playing with the adorable pink piglet during the 50,000-year-old fool's game.

Why can a pink piglet flirt with others without any restraint and not worry about being punished by a yandere?

This is something else.

Even if I get soaked in the rain, I'll still throw your umbrella into the shredder and then personally pour a saturated spray of water on you with a fire hose!

"alchemy?"

"That sounds interesting! Maybe it can be used to make magic props."

"Is this the technology tree of this world?"

"Let me see the details quickly! Hey scholar, don't push! Let me see first!"

"Quiet down, keep order! This chaotic reading is inefficient!"

The scene, which looked extremely bizarre, featured Vervi alone, creating a strange and dynamic picture.

Her expressions, demeanor, and tone of voice changed rapidly in just a few seconds, like a revolving lantern.

From the initial excitement of a curious child, to the fervor of technology, and finally to the calm analysis of a researcher.

Her body language also changed drastically, sometimes gesturing wildly, sometimes frowning in thought, and sometimes reaching out to stop herself.

To outsiders, he appears to be a patient with severe schizophrenia.

That is, in fact.

"Oh dear, it seems like things are really tough for the Vilvies. Six people sharing one body, it's impossible to manage them all."

Looking at this scene on March 7th, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh with emotion.