Transmigrating into the only holy female in the interstellar world, the orcs who have no descendants

"Reputation points can also be exchanged for points!" System 001's cheerful voice sounded in Luo Xi's mind.

Luo Xi was overjoyed and quickly checked the system points.

Her partner has been around her lately, and her points have been increasing rapidly, reaching over 8000 points!

"001, upgrade my fire ability to the sixth level!" Luo Qian said without hesitation.

"Alright!" System 001 responded cheerfully, "6000 points deducted. Fire ability upgrade in progress... Upgrade successful! Host, you are now a sixth-rank fire ability user!"

Luo Xi could feel a burning energy surging in her body, that was the power of fire ability!

She couldn't wait to try out the power of the sixth-level fire ability.

Luo Qian and System 001 understood the specific function of this reputation value.

She learned that she could quickly gain reputation points by eliminating the pirates.

Reputation points can be exchanged for points, which can be used to increase the level of supernatural powers.

This is simply a perfect cycle! Luo Qian was ecstatic. Isn't this the legendary "perpetual motion machine"?

After all, the number of partners is limited, but the number of pirates is endless. As long as she kills enough pirates, her ability level will increase like a rocket!

Rosie rubbed her hands excitedly, and a bold idea took shape in her mind: continue to eliminate the star pirates and harvest reputation crazily!

It was already evening when they returned to Taoyuan Manor. Fan Xiao and Ling Yuan, who stayed behind, had asked the cooking robot to prepare the meals.

Luo Xi introduced Nightingale and Yue Ling, and asked Ling Yuan to help arrange accommodation.

Ling Yuan waved his hand and said directly that he would build a Lingjing Hotel here so that he could entertain guests there in the future.

Who wouldn't know what he was thinking after he said that? It was obvious that he didn't want anyone to live in the manor. Sima Zhao's intentions were obvious to everyone!

Rosie expressed her concerns. Nightingale was an important experimental subject of the forces behind the man in black robe, and they would not give up so easily.

"Let her live in my building," Rosie suggested.

"No!" Everyone objected in unison, and the voices were so loud that Rosie's eardrums hurt.

Nightingale felt like a thorn in her back. She was keenly aware that Rosie's companions looked at her with unfriendly eyes, like a group of wolf cubs guarding their food.

Fan Xiao was the first to jump out and object: "This is inconvenient." His eyes were wandering and he didn't dare to look at Luo Xi.

Ling Yuan also sided with Fan Xiao, a rare move. "If we must stay in the manor, then we can build a three-story building specifically for entertaining guests."

Luo Qian thought: Why does this feel a bit like... a guesthouse? But this is the best solution for now.

She nodded, agreeing to Ling Yuan's proposal.

Then, Rosie expressed her desire to wipe out the space pirates.

As soon as this decision was made, it was met with unanimous opposition from everyone, like stirring up a hornet's nest.

"No, it's too dangerous!" Fan Xiao was the first to jump out and object. His handsome face was full of disapproval, and his thick eyebrows were almost twisted into the shape of a "chuan". "You are pregnant now, how can you take such a risk?"

"That's right, what if the miscarriage occurs?" Ling Yuan also agreed. Although he always had a smiling face on weekdays, he put away his smile at this moment and looked serious.

"Xixi, you can't joke with your body." Xingyu rarely spoke, his tone full of worry. Although he didn't talk much, he cared about Luo Xi more than anyone else.

Faced with the dissuasion from everyone, Luo Xi was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. She knew that everyone was doing it for her own good, but she also had her own considerations.

"I know you're worried about me, but you've also seen how powerful Nightingale is. If she falls into the hands of the enemy, the consequences will be disastrous." Rosie tried to convince everyone, "Besides, I'm not weak now, and with you guys protecting me, I'll be fine."

"But..." Fan Xiao wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Luo Xi.

"Alright, I know you're all doing this for my own good, but I've already made up my mind, so stop trying to persuade me." Luo Xi's tone was gentle, but it carried a hint of unquestionable determination. "Also, I promise that every time I go out, I'll bring at least Xingyu and Mike, two ninth-level psychics, with me. Is that okay?"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment. They all knew that although Luo Xi looked weak and fragile, she was actually very stubborn. Once she made a decision, no one could change her mind.

"Okay, but you have to be careful." In the end, Ling Yuan was the first to compromise. He knew he couldn't change Luo Xi, so he could only agree reluctantly.

"Yes, I will." Rosie smiled and raised her chin proudly like a kitten who had successfully stolen some fish.

Everyone sighed helplessly. After all, Rosie was the apple of their eye. Besides doting on her, what else could they do?

After dinner, Nightingale wanted to talk to Rosie for a while, but when she saw Damon's protective eyes, as if he wanted to eat her alive, she decisively gave up this dangerous idea.

After all, tonight was Damon's exclusive time.

Damon and Rosie returned to the room together. He excitedly hugged Rosie in his arms, like a big dog that finally got a bone, and he wanted to rub her into his body.

"Sister, I feel like I'm a little weak." Damon's voice was muffled, with a hint of grievance.

Rosie patted Damon's shoulder gently and comforted him: "You are already very good. You have reached the seventh level before graduating from the military academy. You really don't need to be so ambitious."

"Sister, what is a curl?" Damon asked curiously, his clear eyes full of curiosity, like a thirsty deer.

Rosie couldn't help but laugh. This kid was truly curious. She patiently explained to Damon, "This is an internet meme invented by the Chinese on Blue Star. It means excessive competition, irrational internal competition, or 'forced' competition."

She thought about it and explained to Damon why this meme came about, such as the ubiquitous comparisons between students, adults comparing their incomes, and the elderly comparing their children...

It also talks about the bitter 996 and 007 working hours, as well as the various PUA tactics used by bosses.

"For example, the company is my home. If you don't love the company, you don't love your home!"

"Young man, don't always think about resting. Your time should be spent on struggle!"

"If you slack off today, you might be eliminated tomorrow!"

After hearing this, Damon's face was filled with shock, as if he had heard something out of the ordinary.

He asked in disbelief, "Sister, are you Chinese people so pitiful? Human labor is no longer needed in the interstellar world. Robots can do all the manual labor. If you want to lie down, you can do it from birth. Because we cubs are precious, we already enjoy subsidies when we are still in our mother's belly."

Rosie:…

It was a little heartbreaking, but it seemed to be true. Rosie suddenly envied the people of the interstellar era. This was the real "win without doing anything"! She smiled helplessly and touched Damon's soft flaxen hair. "Yes, that's why I came here, just to live a life without curling."

Damon nodded as if he understood. He tilted his head and thought for a while, then suddenly said, "Sister, you don't have to worry about it in the future. I will protect you!" His clear eyes flashed with a firm light, like a bright star, reflecting Rosie's face.

"Yeah!" Damon nodded vigorously, a bright smile on his face, full of sunshine and vitality. The soft light in the room shone on him, outlining his young and muscular body, the lines of muscles flowing and graceful, full of strength. He was like a newborn calf, radiating vigor and vitality, making people want to get close.

Rosie looked at Damon's vibrant face, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. She couldn't help but wonder, if she hadn't traveled to another world, would she still be struggling to make a living? Every day, she'd be trudging through crowded subways, breathing polluted air, and enduring the scolding of her boss and the ostracism of her colleagues for a meager salary. Thinking of this, Rosie couldn't help but feel both grateful and sentimental.

She patted Damon's back gently and said softly, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's get some rest."

Damon nodded obediently, nestling in Rosie's arms like a docile big cat. Rosie felt the warmth coming from his body, and her heart relaxed. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the little guy didn't continue to ask those "curly" questions, otherwise she really didn't know how to explain it.

However, before she could even breathe a sigh of relief, she felt a warm hand reaching into her nightgown, moving upward along her smooth skin... Rosie's body froze instantly. She stared at Damon's handsome face so close to her, her eyes wide. Could this guy be thinking...

"Sister..." Damon's voice was low and hoarse, with a barely perceptible tremor, like a small hook, gently scratching Rosie's heart.

"What...what do you want to do?" Rosie asked stutteringly, her voice a little distorted.

"I..." Damon's cheeks flushed slightly. He lowered his head, not daring to look into Rosie's eyes. "I think..."

Damon's Adam's apple rolled up and down like a cat caught stealing fish. His eyes were evasive, not daring to look Rosie in the eye. A thin layer of red appeared on his delicate face, like a ripe peach, making you want to take a bite.

"What are you thinking about?" Rosie's voice was very soft, like a feather, gently falling on Damon's heart, with a barely perceptible tremor.

"I...I want to..." Damon's voice became even softer, like a mosquito's hum, with a hint of shyness and anticipation, "I want to...be with my sister..."

His voice gradually became lower and lower, and the last few words were almost drowned out by the evening breeze.

Rosie's heart beat faster, like a restless deer, pounding in her chest. She felt her cheeks begin to heat up, as if they were on fire.

"What...together?" Luo Qian asked knowingly, with a hint of coquettishness in her voice that she herself didn't even notice.

"Together..." Damon took a deep breath, as if mustering up courage, and suddenly raised his head. His clear eyes stared straight at Rosie, as if to suck her in. "Sleep together!"

After saying that, as if he was afraid that Luo Xi would refuse, he quickly added: "Sister, I promise, I won't do anything, I just want to hold you to sleep!"

His voice was full of pleading, like a puppy abandoned by its owner, looking at Rosie pitifully, afraid that she would refuse his request.

Rosie's heart almost melted when she saw Damon's pitiful look. She couldn't help but raise her hand and gently rubbed Damon's soft flaxen hair, like comforting a frightened little animal.

"Silly girl, when did I ever tell you not to hold me while sleeping?" Luo Xi's voice was so gentle that water could drip out of it. "Let's go back to the room."

As she spoke, she took Damon's hand and walked towards the bedroom.

Damon's hands were big and warm, like a small stove, warming Rosie's palms. Rosie could feel Damon's fingers trembling slightly, as if he was nervous or excited.

The night was as dark as water, and the moonlight shone on the two of them, stretching their shadows very long.

Rosie secretly turned her head and looked at Damon beside her.

Under the moonlight, Damon's delicate face seemed to be coated with a layer of silver, making him even more charming. His clear eyes were like two bright stars, sparkling with dazzling light.

Rosie's heartbeat began to speed up again.

She couldn't help but think, this little guy looks so weird!

The two returned to the bedroom and Rosie took a shower first.

When she came out of the shower, she found Damon lying obediently on the bed, wearing a loose white nightgown with a slightly open neckline, revealing his delicate collarbone and a small piece of honey-colored chest.

He closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyelids, like two small fans, trembling gently.

Luo Xi's heart seemed to be gently hit by something, it felt itchy and numb.

She walked over to the bed, gently lifted the covers, and lay down next to Damon.

Damon seemed to sense Rosie's approach and slowly opened his eyes.

Those clear eyes lit up instantly the moment they saw Rosie, shining like two small light bulbs.

"Sister..." Damon's voice was low, with a hint of hoarseness from just waking up, like a small brush, gently brushing Rosie's heart.

"Yeah." Luo Xi responded, with a hint of tenderness in her voice that she herself didn't even notice.

Damon moved towards Rosie, then reached out and gently held Rosie in his arms.

His movements were very gentle, as if he was treating a fragile treasure, afraid that it would be broken by accident.

Rosie leaned into Damon's arms and rested her head gently on his shoulder.

There was a light grass scent on Damon's body, which was very pleasant and made Rosie feel at ease.

"Sister, you smell so good." Damon buried his head in Rosie's neck and took a deep breath. Like a greedy kitten, he wanted to absorb all the fragrance from Rosie into his own body.

Luo Xi's body stiffened slightly, and she felt her ears begin to feel hot.

How come this little guy is so good at teasing!

"Sister, can I kiss you?" Damon's voice sounded in Rosie's ears, with a hint of cautious temptation.

Rosie didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

After getting Rosie's permission, Damon smiled happily as if he had received some reward.

He raised his head and looked at Rosie's face which was so close to him, his eyes so gentle that they could shed tears.

The moonlight shone through the window onto Rosie's face, making her skin appear as delicate and smooth as mutton-fat jade.

Those big watery eyes, like two obsidians, sparkle with charming light.

Damon felt his heartbeat quickening, like a restless deer, running rampant in his chest.

He slowly lowered his head and moved closer to Luo Xi's lips...