Reverse flow of the Yellow Springs

The doll leaned against Li Yelai, its head, adorned with a motorcycle helmet, gently resting on his shoulder. It reached out and placed Li Yelai's other hand on its waist.

A gentle voice came through the helmet, carrying a hint of coquetry.

"I'm tired too..."

Although her face could not be seen, one could guess from her slightly trembling voice and somewhat awkward movements that her face must be flushed red at that moment.

The doll inwardly complained that Cheese's behavior was simply too wicked, but she could also say that she put what she had learned into practice.

You can get tired, and so can I!

This made Cheese, who was leaning on the other side, glance at her with a mixture of helplessness and amusement.

I thought to myself that I had frozen too many units at once, which is why the backlash was so severe.

You are the strongest captain at the peak of the sixth level of awakening, a powerful psionicist comparable to a champion of the same level.

You're tired from such a small amount of exertion?

But seeing the surprised expressions on the faces of several colleagues who had noticed this, Cheese couldn't help but sigh.

A naive and innocent girl can sometimes be quite courageous.
This caused the pale captain, who had originally intended to approach and greet them, to abruptly stop in his tracks.

Holy crap!

She was amazed; she really hadn't expected the doll to be of such a high level.

Is this still the naive and innocent girl she knew?
Is she still that girl in the strategist group, desperately searching for good ideas?

Of course, it might be from learning about cheese.
However, although the doll has a simple personality and is easily embarrassed, she is indeed a successful case.

She still managed to take the ninth championship; she even learned her methods for selling monkey wine.
Holy crap, could it be that I'm the lowest-ranked strategist in the group?

But so what? That's a great trick, I'll learn it!

"Yes! I'm tired too!" The pale captain turned around decisively, came to Yang Chen, leaned on him and said, "I'm exhausted, take me back."

Yang Chen: ? ? ?
This left Yang Chen completely bewildered. Just now, Pale was probably restricting Titan's movement and using the power of the Spirit Eye to attack Titan from a distance.

He and Li Yelai are the main force, so theoretically, she shouldn't be too exhausted, right?

Did that petrifying gaze consume a lot of spiritual energy? That shouldn't be the case, given the weakness of my six senses.
But looking at the nervous and expectant face in front of her, and the thin bathrobe under her trench coat.

Yang Chen nodded, his tone gentle: "Go back and don't catch a cold."

As he spoke, Yang Chen stretched out his arm to stop the pale-faced man.

This drew the attention of the nearby comrades, while the pale-faced captain's gaze swept across the area.

The gaze of a powerful psychic through the Path of the Spirit Eye is so sharp.

'What are you looking at? I'm just tired!' Her eyes were full of warning!

'You don't look tired at all! Captain Yang Chen, look at her, she's lusting after you!' The comrades were internally ranting, but they still decisively shifted their gaze and continued studying the Titan's wreckage. It was as if there were infinite mysteries inside.

After confirming that no help was needed nearby, Yang Chen took Pale and departed into the air.

In the alley, Li Yelai held two girls with both hands, which was a kind of 'embracing both of them'.

This made him a little embarrassed, but he didn't let go. He gently embraced the two girls.

Then, he said in a low voice, "I'm not ashamed of being covered in sweat and stench."

Actually, it wasn't just body odor; during his recent duel with Titan, Li Yelai was drenched in the opponent's engine oil, so his body odor was indeed unpleasant.

This is what melee psykers are like. Their bodies are constantly covered in enemy blood or engine oil.
Not to mention, Li Yelai killed it by hammering it while riding a Titan. Because of the neutralization of psionic energy, his body was covered in it, which made it smell rather unpleasant.

He rode the enemy to death. Anyone who didn't know better would think it was some kind of fancy trick by the Chosen One of Elysium. Cheese turned his head and sniffed Li Yelai's neck, making a "Huh" sound: "It really doesn't smell good."

But she didn't shy away; instead, she rubbed some engine oil and sweat on her cheek: "It's okay, we both smell, we'll just wash together. Anyway..."

Cheese looked at the doll and chuckled: "Anyway, it's Saturday today, isn't it?"

When the doll heard the words "wash together," its body visibly stiffened.

All I can say is that Captain Pale left too soon, missing out on learning this move.

Hearing that it was Saturday made her feel even more aggrieved.

How could this be? (つД`)
It was supposed to be Friday, but because of some freelance work, it will be delayed quite a bit.

The doll had planned to use his help to quickly finish his side job and get home before midnight. That would still be Friday.

After getting home, I locked the door and set up several invisible walls to isolate myself from everything.

Even if it's past midnight, it's Saturday.

You can't just break down the door and steal the cheese, can you?

The cheese of the five senses, and the path of babbling, is not easy to break through her invisible wall.

She couldn't really blame herself.
At least, that's what the doll thinks.

As a result, a Titan appeared out of nowhere and managed to drag the time out until after midnight, until Saturday.

This makes the doll feel wronged, which is somewhat similar to her pale state of mind.

She had been separated from Li Yelai for almost a month and missed him terribly.

They finally managed to get together, but Titan interrupted it again. This made her feel both angry and aggrieved.

So the doll whispered, "I'm smelly too, I need to wash as well."

She leaned against Li Yelai, hugging him tightly, letting the engine oil on his clothes stain her motorcycle outfit.

Basically, she learns whatever method is used to make cheese.
"I see." Cheese looked at the doll, as if wanting to see the doll's blushing face.

She chuckled softly, "I wonder if the bathtub in the family apartment can seat three people?"

The doll actually thought about it for a moment: "Squeezing in should be okay, right?"

This made Li Yelai's face turn red.

"Stop messing around," Li Yelai said. "Let's go back. Are you guys hungry? I'll order some late-night snacks."

"There's one thing: we weren't really full at the banquet." Upon hearing this, Cheese suddenly smiled. "Will you make me some noodles?"

"You want noodles? Sure. I remember there's still plenty of food in the fridge." Li Yelai nodded. "What about the dolls? What do you want to eat?"

"I'm fine with anything," the doll whispered in response.

Cheese smiled helplessly, realizing that neither of them had understood. Sometimes, it's quite frustrating when no one responds.

Immediately afterwards, Li Yelai activated the Mythical Mimicry Kunpeng.

Golden wings unfurled behind him, their dazzling light shimmering in the night like a fleeting ray of golden light.

He gently embraced the cheese and the doll, and with a flap of his wings, the three figures shot into the sky like shooting stars and disappeared into the night.

As it turns out, the bathtub in the family apartment building really can't seat three people.
(Sorry, there was a slight pause.) (End of Chapter)