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The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans - Chapter 155
🕑 Added 2024-03-14 05:38:33 +0000 UTCChapter 155
Following Nole's imprisonment in the Imperial Prison and the collapse of the insect race's conspiracy, things temporarily settled down. Tang's company, overwhelmed by refund demands from consumers and having invested most of its funds into the mecha production line, was now facing bankruptcy.
A month later, Ling Chunann and Nole's engagement ceremony, presided over by the Emperor himself, was filled with joy for everyone present except for Karalana. Ever since his last encounter with Ling Chunann and Nole, he had been in a complex state, appearing distracted throughout the ceremony.
As the ceremony concluded and Ling Chunann was about to leave, Karalana finally mustered the courage to speak, “Ah Chen, can I talk to you for a moment?”
Ling Chunann nodded to Nole, ignoring his wary glance at Karalana, and said, “Come with me.”
“Host, he seems off. Could he be confessing his love? Or is he here to abduct the bride?” 098 speculated.
“098, you have too much imagination. He’s here for only one thing,” Ling Chunann replied.
“What’s that?” 098 inquired.
“I’m getting married. Naturally, he’s here to offer his blessings.”
Finding a secluded corner, Ling Chunann faced the silent Karalana, “What did you want to talk about?”
Karalana looked at Ling Chunann intently, then presented a box, “This is both an engagement and wedding gift. I’m leaving for the 177th star system for duty in a few days and won't return for several years. I’m afraid I’ll miss your wedding.”
Ling Chunann accepted the gift box, expressing his thanks.
After a moment of silence, Karalana looked up, “I actually…” Struggling briefly, he finally said with determination, “wish you happiness.”
“I will be,” Ling Chunann smiled, “Thank you.”
“Then, I’ll be going now. Goodbye.”
“Lead character's favorability +5%, current favorability is 100%.”
“Counterattack value +5%, current counterattack value is 95%. Please continue to strive, Host.”
Watching Karalana’s retreating figure, 098 paused, finding these humans peculiar. Even with full favorability, they choose not to confess. Then, seeing the man waiting for his host not far away, 098 understood. They didn’t confess not because they didn’t want to, but because they knew the outcome. Rather than losing even a friendship, it was better this way.
“Actually, if he had confessed a few years earlier, I might have considered it,” Ling Chunann shared with 098.
“Host, you said that out loud.”
“What did you just say, baby?” Nole, appearing behind Ling Chunann, looked hurt.
With a straight face, Ling Chunann replied, “I just said you’re handsome.”
“Really?” Nole pulled Ling Chunann into his embrace, whispering, “Baby, I love you.”
098 cringed at the sweetness.
Then, for the next half month, Ling Chunann couldn't leave the bed, enduring various strenuous positions until he pleaded for mercy, saving his waist.
On the sixteenth evening, as 098 checked on its host, “How are you feeling, Host?”
Ling Chunann turned lazily, sighed deeply, then slowly said, “What else?”
“Eh?” 098 was baffled, “You’re alright, right, Host?”
“I just feel that his approach…” Ling Chunann paused, making 098 anxious, wondering if the host was genuinely upset. But before 098 could finish the thought, Ling Chunann concluded, “is fantastic! Talent really needs to be unleashed.”
098 was left speechless, seeing no solution to its despair.
A few days later, an energetic Ling Chunann examined Karalana’s gifts, “098, do you know what this is?”
“Should I check, Host?” 098 perked up, assuming it to be a significant gift from Karalana.
“No need. You'll see when I open it.”
Unwrapping the package revealed a small but elegantly wrapped box containing a bottle of light blue liquid.
“What is this?” Ling Chunann asked, examining the potion.
“This appears to be…” 098 sounded shocked, “a fertility potion for alphas. I didn’t expect him to actually succeed.”
“Alphas can really have children with this?” Ling Chunann’s interest in the potion grew.
“Um,” 098 hesitated, “Yes, Host, but…”
Before 098 could finish, Ling Chunann drank the potion and shared it with Nole, who had just entered the room.
098 was speechless, knowing the first prerequisite was for Ling Chunann to be the dominant partner.
In the end, 098 didn’t inform Ling Chunann that the potion wouldn’t work for him as a mission performer in a non-native world, unable to leave descendants.
Likewise for Nole, given his unique status, it was assumed the potion would be ineffective as well. However, this insight was kept from Ling Chunann, sparing the details that even in the face of innovative solutions, certain realities remained unaltered.
In the days that followed, Ling Chunann, now fully recovered and brimming with energy, revisited the gift from Karalana, finally deciding to see what it was. Upon opening the meticulously wrapped box, he found a small bottle of light blue liquid nestled inside.
Curious, he raised the potion, pondering, "What exactly is this?"
098, momentarily stunned by the question, responded with a hint of astonishment, "Host, this appears to be a fertility potion. It’s quite surprising he actually managed to create it."
Ling Chunann, intrigued, asked, "So, alphas can really conceive with this?"
Pausing, 098 cautiously replied, "Yes, Host. However..."
Before 098 could elaborate further, Ling Chunann had already consumed the potion, eagerly sharing it with Nole, who had just walked in. This impulsive act left 098 speechless, internally questioning the feasibility of conception given the dynamics between Ling Chunann and Nole.
Ultimately, 098 chose not to disillusion Ling Chunann about the potion's inefficacy due to his role as a task performer in a non-native universe, where leaving offspring was beyond the realm of possibility.
Similarly, it was presumed that Nole, with his exceptionality, would find the potion just as ineffective. Yet, this reality remained unvoiced, leaving untouched the boundaries of innovation against the immutable truths of their existence.
But all of this no longer mattered, because Ling Chunann could never overpower the man, and naturally, the matter of having children came to naught in the end. Half a month later, just as the empire was preparing to publicly try Xia Lin, he suddenly disappeared from prison. An officer inadvertently let slip some information, and within half a day, the entire empire was in an uproar.
The emperor, furious, issued a command that Xia Lin, the human traitor, must be found within a week. As the crown prince and the controller of the imperial guard, Allen naturally became the main person responsible for this task, spending his days in utter distress. He paced around the room, "Uncle Emperor, do you know how he escaped?" He was desperately seeking any solution.
Ling Chunann looked up, blinking, "Hmm? Who are you talking about?" "Xia Lin," Allen replied wearily, sinking into a chair. "I've been searching for him for five days and still haven't figured out how he left the imperial prison. With only two days left, finding him seems like an impossible task."
"You might want to ask your little uncle emperor about that," Ling Chunann suggested, nodding toward the kitchen. Hearing Ling Chunann mention Nole, Allen's face turned pale with a mix of disbelief and fear, "You mean, little uncle knows?" "Of course, what doesn't he know?" Ling Chunann responded.
"Well, alright then," Allen said, heading toward the kitchen with a resigned look, ready to knock on the door, only for it to suddenly slam shut, startling him into jumping back. Ling Chunann burst into laughter at the sight. Allen and 098 could only respond with silence, feeling pity for the prince.
After a minute, having laughed enough, Ling Chunann patted the couch beside him, "Come here, I'll tell you." Allen, looking dejected, cautiously approached but dared not sit too close, wary of challenging his formidable little uncle. Trying to appease, he managed a weak smile, "Uncle Emperor, what exactly happened?"
"The only possibility for his escape was someone inside letting him go," Ling Chunann revealed. Allen frowned, "I've considered that, but our guards are absolutely loyal; he couldn't possibly have bribed them." But he didn't doubt Ling Chunann's judgment. "He didn't need to bribe them, just needed a conversation. Remember how he used to look? Quite handsome, wasn't he?" Ling Chunann hinted meaningfully, "And the charges for which he was captured, you remember them, right?"
At this, Allen's eyes widened, and he stood up abruptly, "Uncle Emperor, I must leave now, I'll visit you another day!" He hurried out the door. Ling Chunann shook his head at his nephew's impetuousness, "098, send him all possible escape routes for Xia Lin." "Yes, host," 098 replied, "Host, the male lead's hidden affection is now at 95%." "Hmm."
With the potential escape routes in hand, the crown prince, like a headless fly, finally found a direction and urgently dispatched troops to search. Meanwhile, Ling Chunann also left the imperial star, heading to the 173 star system with Nole.
"My dear, why are you packing so much? We'll come back eventually," Puran commented, not looking up from the pile of boxes, as he spoke to the person entering the room. After a while, feeling something was off, Puran asked, "Why aren't you speaking?" Turning around, he gasped in shock, stepping back, "You, it's you..."
The newcomer smiled, "Surprised you're still alive. A pleasant surprise indeed." "What do you want?" Puran's face went pale, "I have nothing left, stay away! If you come closer, I'll scream!" "Oh? But you're still here, my pretty. I haven't forgotten that night eight years ago. Scream? For the beta outside? I'd advise against it; he's probably dead by now."
"You, what have you done to him?" Puran trembled, attempting to flee but was forcefully pulled back. Listening to the laughter close to his ear, Puran struggled, eyes red, "Let me go! Let go of me!" "Haha, how could I let you go?" the man said, tearing at Puran's clothes.
Suddenly, the door was kicked open, and a cold voice entered, "Abel Oston." "How do you know my grandfather's name?" the man instinctively turned, uttering "Damn it," before dropping Puran and fleeing. "Are you alright?" Puran, dizzy and disoriented for a while, finally came to his senses, looking at the newcomer in shock, "You, you..."
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