Damn Audience

No one dictates how one should live.

It's so easy for him to not care about the lives of ordinary people; he could easily cross that line... He might not care, but at least he should care a little.

Xia Er believed that her skills were sufficient for the time being.

He was influenced by five thousand years of history.

Can't you be a leader?

A fist the size of a clay pot is placed here, one hand holding a big stick and the other a sweet date.

Bow your head when you should bow your head, and punch when you should punch.

His reputation is what he relies on in this business!

Even if he's naive, it's still better than him changing himself and becoming a different person just because of a few words from others.

The arrogance of a time traveler is: what you say may be true, but I'm living a good life now, and I have my own rhythm!

I'll smile at you on the surface, but whatever you say... I won't listen!

"Do you think you know everything?"

Gohshinam squinted and asked.

"Know astronomy from above, geography from below."

"Understanding the past clearly leads to a clear understanding of the future."

Xia Er's lips curled up slightly; he really did know a little about everything.

"Then let me ask you a few questions."

"What if you possess excess saintly qualities..."

Before Goshinam could finish speaking, Shael interrupted, "Not to mention Saint traits, I wouldn't hesitate to share even the extra Angel traits with the elves."

"Oh? Is that so?"

"What about the non-storm path, or even the extraordinary paths that can be transformed into each other? If you possess other high-level characteristics..."

Goshinam was interrupted by Shael as soon as he started to speak, "I thought you were going to say something, but I might keep the more special ones for my collection. If my friends need to use these properties, then let them use them."

Even if he's not an elf?

Gohchinam quickened his pace.

"Even if he isn't... ouch!"

Without a second thought, Xia Er answered, then clutched the soft flesh of her waist that felt like it was about to be twisted off, letting out a gasp.

"Is this what you call maturity?"

"Is this what you mean by 'you won't betray the elves' interests'?"

Goshinam gripped his hand so tightly it seemed he could crush a small mountain. Xia'er was in so much pain he almost cried. He grabbed Goshinam's thigh with his other hand, instinctively wanting to squeeze back, but hesitated for a moment and then let go without doing so.

Mainly because of a guilty conscience...

but...

It doesn't seem reasonable for him to be bullied for no reason, does it?

Even the Elf Queen...

Even the Elf Queen!

His long, flowing hair extended like tentacles, encircling Goshinam's body, not tightening violently, but merely rubbing against the soles of her feet.

After a brutal beating, many of Xia'er's mental imprints were shattered, and his courage increased considerably, but he did not directly evolve to the point of elbowing.

"Control, probe, and be ready to retaliate at any time, hehe~"

As Goshinam continued to offer his comments, she couldn't help but chuckle softly from the tickling sensation, and the pressure on her hand lessened.

As the pain lessened, Xia'er's hair stopped scratching her, though it remained wrapped around her. For a fleeting moment, he genuinely worried that if he relaxed even slightly, he would be kicked away and told, "That's it? You still need more practice."

"They're quite considerate."

Gohshinam moved his legs. Although they were tightly bound, there was no painful discomfort.

Xia'er's hair felt a little itchy, and his eyes darted around as he looked down at the ripples on the water's surface, seemingly lost in thought, but actually feeling guilty.

How did the Elf Queen know that he might have become her nanny out of some kind of affection or kindness?

This unscientific!

"Have you realized your mistake?"

"Goshinam asked, leaning on Xia'er's back."

"I did nothing wrong."

Chael answered firmly: whether it's right or wrong is another matter, but he won't admit to being wrong; this is a matter of principle.

"Subconsciously, you think this extravagant spending habit is acceptable?"

Gohchinam raised his voice slightly.

She had seen through Xia'er's carefree attitude from the beginning, not taking his extraordinary characteristics or mysterious resources seriously.

She didn't know if this was because Xia'er had experienced the prehistoric era and hadn't changed her mindset, thinking that as long as one person was full, the whole family wouldn't go hungry, and that she took these resources that could serve as a foundation very lightly.

All she knew was that if she didn't correct things now, this guy would have to give away so many things for nothing in the future.

"I'm a spendthrift?"

Xia Er was shocked. Such an unfamiliar adjective. Before he transmigrated, he wore the same pair of sneakers for three years and spent no more than 500 yuan a month on entertainment. How could such a thrifty young man be called a spendthrift?

Did he start his own business?

Did he take out a loan?

Did he invest in stocks?

"I can tell you enjoy sharing and showing off."

"You enjoy helping others, using it to demonstrate your abilities and strength."

Gohshinam ruthlessly exposed that she could feel her once vibrant hair, which was wrapped around her, suddenly wilting.

Shael clung to the edge of the bathtub, his eyes vacant, his head banging against the agate-inlaid stone slab.

Why does this world have such disgusting things as audiences...?

Do I want to perform a miracle in front of the Tarot Club? Did I eat your rice?

How can you be so sure that I'll give away special features for free in the future?

Shael had never felt so desperate before. Even with the beautiful and alluring Elf Queen right behind him, Shael had no desires whatsoever. He only wanted to be reborn as a mushroom... and find a secluded place to bury himself.

"You don't need to feel ashamed. Even in ordinary animals, strong males will want to gain more by demonstrating their strength."

Gohchinam smiled slightly and whispered words of comfort.

boom!

Chael smashed the floorboards next to the bathtub. He trembled as he tried to crawl out and get away from this cannibalistic place, but Goshinam grabbed his hair and dragged him back.

"Big sister, please spare me!"

"I'm still a baby!"

"I'm so heartbroken," said Chael, covering his face. Steam even began to rise from his head. He was 2,500 years ahead of Russell, who started the Industrial Revolution.

"Hehe~"

"Don't be shy. I've lived for thousands of years and witnessed the growth and decline of countless lives. You just need to learn more and gain more experience..."

"Oh, right, what you were trying to say was that those are all my things, my private property, and I'm free to do whatever I want with them, and it has nothing to do with the elves' interests, right?"

"Who are you trying to fool with this grandstanding act now...?"

Chael could no longer endure the torture. He vanished from the bath in a flash, heading towards the palace gates. However, Goshinam reacted even faster.

The once peaceful elven palace suddenly trembled, and the storm spread its pressure from the superior to the inferior. Ghoshnam, who knew exactly how many angelic traits he contained, once again pulled Shael back.

There's no escaping it...

This time, Xia Er hugged Goshinam tightly, burying her face in his chest, refusing to look up no matter what, even closing her pointed ears, unwilling to listen to anything anymore.

"Pretty cute~"

Goshinam's voice resonated directly in Xia'er's mind; with that damned audience, closing your ears wouldn't help.

Xia'er hugged her even tighter; he wanted nothing more than to strangle Goshinam! He wanted to tell her to stop talking!

"Your biggest flaw is that you still cling to what is called 'morality' from your time, especially since your mind is still immature. These will all become your burdens, and even the sun god could not escape them."

"He was quite generous, but what happened?"

"If possible, I would even like you to learn from the cunning and ruthless Olmir. If the king hadn't been so resolute back then, we might still have a chance..."

"Now, lift your head and look at me."

Goshinam's voice had a touch of magic, and Chael hesitated before lifting her head from her chest, only to be kissed by him.

"Now, put aside your morality."

Her voice echoed in his heart.