Chapter 390 It’s always there
August 5th.
morning.
Su Ming didn't think about other issues and just did what he said.
"Have you seen this picture? abc, I am a, b is something with the same origin as you, c is you..."
"..."
A way for her to 'rebel' too. It's actually very simple.
Xiaoye studied it.
Theoretically, dual cultivation is not just about optimizing Su Ming's body, but the same goes for her. However, that kind of optimization... is more like purification.
It can stabilize the virus.
Then, through Xia You and Ye Ye, she talked about it again.
Su Ming can be regarded as a purifier. To be more specific... that is the key purification substance.
Although I really wanted to use it as an excuse for my little wife to cheat on Sesu, I couldn't help but Yeye and Xiayou both admitted it themselves. Not to mention that Su Ming himself had verified that whether it was Xia Ye and the others, or whether Xue'er could look directly at the sun, they all proved that what he had seemed to contain some inexplicable element.
Of course, mere purification is not enough.
According to Xia Ye, at the same time, it is necessary to cut off the links with most of the limbs. It is equivalent to restarting the computer. Reinstall the ‘system’ that can control it autonomously.
It’s also more natural.
Su Ming hadn't waited for the opportunity to actually experiment. After all, in reality, no one needs to prevent loss of control anymore.
The reason why Xiaoye brought it up was just on the premise that she would encounter him again. It is impossible for my little wife to joke about such a thing.
"That..."
"..."
Seeing Xiao An raising his hand tremblingly.
"Is there anything you don't understand?"
"It's... the chemical reaction I want to produce, the formula for finding a solution to uncontrolled dopamine, this part... I don't understand."
"..."
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay. Actually, you don't need to understand too much. You can probably do as I say after you understand it."
Su Ming didn't understand either.
ah.
The first version Xia Ye told herself didn't actually have any formula, just a few words. The more sesse, the more it will prompt the experimental subjects to secrete.
The second version of the formula was heard by Su Ming with only half-knowledge.
no way.
You want face too, right?
You can't just say that you want to save her and then just do it. Do you still feel confident? No matter how you look at it, it looks like you want to sink in at the end, even eating and taking.
August 5th.
morning.
"..."
I've been standing in the bedroom for about ten minutes. Clothes...are easy to change.
Originally there were only two pieces, hip-covering pantyhose. Leather bunny gelcoat. Add bunny ear hairpins.
It only takes a few minutes to change.
But I just don't quite understand what's the use of this. According to Mr. Su Ming, it can make me highly tense... what ingredients can be promoted.
In fact, you don’t have to think too much.
Just follow what Mr. Su Ming said, just believe him.
But...
What a shame.
The cloth on the skin drum can't even cover one-third of the buttocks. The pantyhose were so tight that the horizontal lines were pulled out. I just took a few steps and felt like it would tear at any moment.
I didn't create the clothes. This is what it is. Doesn’t fit...
"Not okay yet?"
"...Okay, okay!"
"..."
Is it better to stare at me in the mirror who is getting more and more embarrassed?
The energy was indeed more concentrated as Mr. Su Ming expected.
Will he be laughed at?
He was so fat that his socks almost burst. There are marks of strangulation.
The same applies to the fabric in front of the baby canteen, which is barely covered. If the movement was a little wider... maybe they would all fall off immediately. It only occurred to me now that the bunny girl on TV couldn't be the same as I am now, a vacuum.
There must be traceless stickers. Otherwise, if there were any traces, wouldn’t they be gone? I...I am not one of those liberal people abroad.
"..."
He opened the door cautiously.
Mr. Su Ming's gaze immediately swept over me, and I didn't dare to look into his eyes. I don’t know if she looks like this... is she beautiful or fat.
"Is there something missing?"
"Eh?"
Before I could react, Mr. Su Ming had already taken out the fluffy dumpling tail from the bedroom.
That's a snap.
If you want to put it on for me...you have to lift the hem of your pants and don't go in.
"Wait, wait a minute!"
"..."
Just naturally open the gap and buckle it up. But at the same time, my socks, which had been feeling pressure on my buttocks for a long time, finally tore open.
Too fat.
Why do I have to choose between size S and size one, thinking I can handle size S?
"Hiss. You surprisingly... understand."
"?"
Huh?
"I guess you feel fat, but I feel just right. Very good."
"Okay, now try to turn your hand into a tentacle. Just keep fighting me like this."
"..."
Eh?
Want to fight in this kind of clothes?
Don't you want to be rustled?
With this kind of socks, no...if you take two steps, the hole will definitely get bigger and bigger, and the collar might suddenly fall off.
Also, Mr. Su Ming personally tied off the tail on the back of the leather drum, which made me more and more strange.
Isn't it really Sese?
"No. Why would you think about this in broad daylight?"
"I said I would save you."
"..."
So handsome.
A transparent long knife appeared in Mr. Su Ming's right hand, as well as a faint blue light.
Just like the swordsman in the variety show.
"Hey, wake up, where are the tentacles?"
"..."
Actually, I don't want Mr. Su Ming to see him like this.
Roll up the stick.
"If you can roll sticks, you can roll other things, right?"
"Eh?"
"Be serious, this isn't just playing house. It's really asking you to try to master this body again."
"..."
I don’t know whether Mr. Su Ming deliberately used strange words to attract my attention because he hoped that I wouldn’t mind the tentacles too much. Still really interested.
But no matter which one it is, I'm very happy.
No hypnosis required.
There is no need to hide it anymore. Just generally being together and working together on something.
"Crack——"
etc.
Why did Mr. Su Ming specifically target the leather drum I care about? And it's so just right?
"If you don't want to defeat CG, just be more serious."
August 5th.
Night.
In fact, the core place is more important at night.
Su Ming had long thought about whether he was a succubus or something... maybe that was the case, right?
It can turn Xiaoye into a little sweet wife, and it can also turn Xueer from an impure bloodline that is afraid of the sun into a new breed that is purer than pure succubi and vampires.
Even An Shiyao, an ordinary person, has better and better skin.
According to the books I have read, most people with this kind of ability are in some private aristocratic women's academy.
"Try to feel the changes in your body."
"Well...I, I will."
"..."
Really?
Su Ming really had time to observe her.
But... her face was flushed and she breathed unconsciously, as if she had already entered the state.
Theoretically, if you didn't choose to be eaten by Ye Ye, you could actually have sex with her and try to purify her.
August 6th.
bathroom.
"How, how can I ask you to help me wash..."
"There's nothing we can't do. That's what couples do, help each other."
"..."
Help her bathe, but no matter what, I don't want to take off the towel covering her belly and the baby's canteen.
After all, he has the same body as Yao.
As long as Keli didn't hide it, she would clearly tell... and there would be a reaction.
"This is also part of what we need to do. The more mentally stressed you are, the more you need to experience the changes in your body."
"..."
Daytime combat is child's play.
She didn't show her true ability, and Su Ming couldn't take it seriously. The Philosophical Blade can really cut off her tentacles with all its strength.
Is it almost done?
In other words, I actually did a lot before.
"Tomorrow, I will not hold back any more. If you worry too much, you will really achieve nothing by then."
"..."
There is nothing we can do.
Although Su Ming knew very well that he would not die no matter what.
But she doesn't know. I will be afraid of losing control, afraid that it will really become a situation that I can't solve... I have to think of a way to speed up the progress. Let’s first see how she really loses control.
August 7th.
morning.
I carefully rolled up the stick. Most of the retractable outer limb segments were also retracted.
The tentacles became larger and uglier.
How can we use our full strength as Mr. Su Ming said?
"It's interesting. Come again."
"..."
Seeing Mr. Su Ming throw away his hand, he picked up the knife again.
Actually, I thought it was a bit strange.
Um.
I just feel ugly and want to end it early and get to the evening earlier. I want to go back to the bedroom more than fight with Mr. Su Ming.
At that point, you can think about nothing.
Just feel how you are loved... This idea is a bit against Mr. Su Ming's wishes.
There's no way!
So comfortable...
Moreover, as long as I changed my clothes according to Mr. Su Ming's instructions, and added some little tricks... deliberately tearing my socks or something. As if he would like me more.
But that's it.
He asked me to feel the changes in my body, even though he said it so seriously... But I, that one, could only feel Mr. Su Ming's changes. There is no time left to focus on oneself.
Hmm.
Can't say.
Next time, try harder tonight...try to see any changes in yourself.
August 7th.
Night.
Mr. Su Ming asked a very realistic question.
"When will it come back?"
"..."
I can't answer.
All I know is that that day, my body did show signs of being out of control. But recently I haven’t felt anything coming back at all, nor have I received the messages it conveyed.
"Forget it, just learn to seize control of this body before then."
"You have to be my helper then to have a chance of winning."
"..."
I went too far.
Even though I knew Mr. Su Ming was not joking, I always fell into it every night.
There's no way to resist that warmth. But I really don’t know what changes have occurred in my body. If I really want to talk about changes... it’s that Mr. Su Ming’s techniques are getting more and more arrogant. It’s getting easier and easier for me to fall into it.
A little jealous or something.
Everything is so expertly done. Obviously I haven't experienced much yet, but I seem to have to get used to being teased by Mr. Su Ming...it has become a bit bitter.
August 8th.
morning.
It's just me on the bed.
Mr. Su Ming used to pull me out of bed. Not today.
"..."
I plan to take out the wooden stick and practice step by step.
"No need. I can just practice by myself."
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"...Eh?"
But was rejected.
I picked up the stick and stood there. Just watching Mr. Su Ming swing his knife.
"You can't help. You can go knitting if you have nothing to do. Maybe we'll get through the winter before it comes."
"..."
"I'm not kidding. You are always looking forward and backward, and you can't use your full strength. You can't be used. If it's Yao... forget it."
"..."
I'm really not lazy.
I have tried to take back most of the outer limb segments, to take back the 'people' I created with my own hands. But just can't win.
I know neither sword skills nor stick skills. Just messing around and fighting with the body's own abilities.
August 8th.
Night.
Mr. Su Ming was injured. It's not like you encountered something and got injured during practice. His sleeves were covered in blood.
"It's okay."
"If you want to win it, you have to show the courage to cut off your limbs or even die. Otherwise, how can I save you?"
"..."
I'm speechless.
There was no way to wipe his wounds with the expectation of how much love he would receive later.
"Huh? So you know how to treat?"
"...Ah."
I have no idea.
Just looking at such a horrific wound, I unconsciously reached out my hand.
August 8th.
late at night.
I thought there were no programs. Will not be loved.
"..."
But Mr. Su Ming still touched my body.
"This is also a necessary part. To put it simply, what I do has the ingredients to make you more stable. Although it may sound a bit strange to you, it is true."
"..."
I didn't resist.
I let Mr. Su Ming take off his bath towel and stare, but why did he stare at me in a daze?
"Sorry, I remembered...it's nothing."
"..."
That look in his eyes was not at all the helpless look he had a few days ago. More like disappointment. pain.
Who can I think of from my body?
If it was Yao who said it during the day... what would she do?
"Actually, it would be okay to die like this, die here..."
"Right?"
"..."
So, everything you do recently is meaningless?
Same as I thought?
It’s not that she simply wants to take me back, she just sees her shadow in me.
"You are not Yao after all. Sorry. I'm a little sleepy."
"..."
So, you can no longer be interested in me.
Even that suddenly stopped responding. Off-putting to me.
August 9th.
Early morning.
It worked.
Su Ming's deliberate actions and words that deliberately misunderstood her... indeed worked.
Easier than expected.
"I am... fake."
"It's everything."
"It's normal to hate...it's all very skillful and normal. It's not me in the first place."
"..."
What was in front of me was much scarier than the previous few days. Let’s just say, how could there be only two tentacles?
It's just right now.
There is also a fog that makes night vision useless.
"It's all my fault."
"But...can't I do it? I'm such a...monster. I can't like it at all?"
"..."
But isn't her direction of losing control not quite right?
Even if you win over Su Ming, use your tentacles to trap him. Not to kill either.
"I like it very much? I always..."
"Look, it's become like this."
"You want it too...Mr. Su Ming wants it too and is interested in me."
"..."
broken.
The direction of her loss of control is to turn herself into a defeated CG.
"I still want it. I always want it..."
"..."
You won't die because of Sese, right? The tentacles are wrapped too tightly.
Su Ming couldn't use the bonus anymore. Side effects also came.
Grass.
Is this way of reading files... too much? Worse than being hanged.
August 10th.
Night.
Su Ming is not dead.
Beneath her head were soft thighs, and her sight was obscured, so she couldn't see her face clearly.
The body is very heavy. It was difficult to even open my eyes.
"...Mr. Su Ming?"
"..."
"Oh, I'm sorry..."
The thighs I rested on were shaking, and even the baby canteen was shaking. Are you crying?
Too exaggerated?
Even though there was a baby cafeteria in the way, my cheeks were still wet with warm tears.
"I, I clearly know that it is a provoking method...but still. Really, I'm sorry..."
"Almost..."
"..."
Su Ming is not good at comforting people.
Even if An Shiyao really shed tears in front of her, she would only choose two methods.
First, it’s so loud that I don’t cry.
second.
"Xiao An."
"I think your body isn't that bad. You almost sucked me dry. Were you just pretending before?"
"Woo? No, it's not..."
"Be more restrained in the future. I am too old to bear the trouble."
"..."
That's not right.
In reality, he and An Shiyao were together, using strange words to change the subject and trying again and again. It can make Yao cry, laugh, laugh out of anger, and bite people with snot and bubbles in her nose.
Why did she cry even harder instead?
"Even if Mr. Su Ming regards me as her substitute, I will be very satisfied."
"I won't complain either..."
"..."
Didn't you say it was a substitute?
Can you let go of yourself first?
I'm really weak now. I can't stand washing my face in the baby canteen, and I will really suffocate. The red is warm.
August 12th.
late at night.
Many experiments have been done.
According to her, as long as it is clearly against the monster's wishes... including taking the initiative to be polite and humble to her. Or not hypnotic.
It will cause the body to show signs of being out of control.
"..."
But now she has none of it. No matter what I do, everything goes smoothly. Before, I could only control a part of the 'people', but now it doesn't matter if they all gather into tentacles.
The specific behavior is represented by the big tentacles and the small Su Ming... it's very smooth and weird.
There is no sign of the main body coming either.
All is calm. Except for the fact that there are fewer and fewer people in this world, and it has almost become a world with only Su Ming and her, nothing has changed.
"Mr. Su Ming!"
"Look...I can pinch people!"
"..."
Moreover, she is now very emotionally stable.
It seemed that an accident untied her knot. To be able to take the initiative to squeeze Xue'er and the others out...a mysterious and generous attitude.
"The lines they said were all... what I thought. That... was what I thought."
"..."
Stop stressing.
Anyone who is not an idiot can see that he wants to be praised.
Too astringent.
She was sleeping with all the 'wives' at the same time, but in fact she controlled all the wives' reactions.
Bunny Feast.
We all told you not to use this kind of thing to test cadres.
Which cadre can withstand such a test?
It really doesn’t count as offending all the wives at once, right? In essence, she was the one who pinched. Yes, this is not cheating. Just like Xiaoye said, the androids don't matter at all.
All right.
I am born.
Therefore, if there is no boss coming back at all, she will be the final boss. To solve the problem of out-of-control, what needs to be considered...should it be how to get out of here?
August 15th.
It's a pity.
Even as she explores more and more abilities, she becomes more and more able to fully control her body.
But as I said at the beginning, many of her things are stereotypes...without any basis. She didn't create this world.
Not everything is made of monster flesh.
The house we live in is not. Neither is the food. From Yu Suming's observation, it looks more like... some kind of world that has really experienced the end of the world. Empty.
So, is the sun real?
If true, is this still on Earth? Not another world.
No useful information found. Winter market is still winter market, the newspapers or mobile phones picked up... the information that can be found is at most a normally functioning society.
Then the only way to think about leaving is to 'kill' her?
Can she leave here? Can she reach reality after staying here for decades, or even thousands of years?
August 15th.
Can monsters have a 'merciful' side?
I haven't thought about it.
But I feel that the loss of control may really be solved... Maybe, I can really find some way to go back with Mr. Su Ming.
I had hoped for this.
I have been very happy recently, so happy that I almost forgot... I am a monster. The reason why he became a monster was because of something more terrifying.
And that thing, it, said it would come.
Why would you think that a monster is walking from somewhere or coming in some mysterious manner?
Recently, as I understand more and more about the structure and capabilities of this body... I have tried more and more times what Mr. Su Ming calls 'out of control', the most powerful posture. Just started to notice.
The monster doesn't need to come at all, it's always there.
Right in my body, shared with me.
I really don’t know what to say to Mr. Su Ming. This is not a question of whether it is out of control or not...it is not my body in the first place. Those 'people' who were not created by me have now become uncontrollable things after their limbs were recycled.
I can feel its strong thoughts.
Take back all your bodies.
Eat... Mr. Su Ming.
(End of chapter)