Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

Zhou Yanshu lay motionless in the warm water.

A moderate water temperature could effectively relieve his nerves, but Zhou Yanshu soaked in it for five or six days. The excessive time caused his muscles to become soft, his bones to ache, and his whole body to feel weak and powerless.

Zhou Yanshu slowly clenched his fist, feeling his fingers weak and unable to hold on tightly. His pupils shifted, and after a moment of thought, he forced a breath.

“When my late husband was alive, he would kindly help me bathe and dress.”

Yu Zhuo had just drained the water from the bathtub when he heard the sound and paused, looking up at Zhou Yanshu.

Zhou Yanshu lay naked in the bathtub without much embarrassment. He slept in a standard position, with his hands clasped together on his abdomen and his white eyelashes half-drooping, as if he were just saying it casually.

Yu Zhu snorted and pulled over the bath towel next to him to wipe his body: "I know, I know, your deadbeat husband is very considerate."

Zhou Yanshu raised his arm, and Yu Zhuo quickly wiped his upper body. He then took the opportunity to hug Yu Zhuo's neck.

“You can be as considerate as him,” Zhou Yanshu hinted.

Yu Zhuo: "..."

"Am I not considerate enough?" Yu Zhuo lowered the towel. Zhou Yanshu had long, slender legs, but her skin was terribly pale, exuding a gloomy, deathly aura.

When Yu Zhuo reached that spot, he lightened his grip. As he spoke, he pressed down on the curve of Zhou Yanshu's back and subtly rubbed it: "Can he be like me?"

Zhou Yanshu stiffened slightly, scoffed, and offered no comment.

"The doctor said you've regained feeling in your legs and will be able to stand up slowly." Yu Zhuo helped him put on his underwear, and then asked, "How did you get injured?"

Zhou Yanshu didn't answer. He lay on Yu Zhuo's back and skipped over Yu Zhuo's question: "It's just a minor injury, don't worry about it."

Yu Zhuo didn't mind. He said, "Tamo doesn't know yet. Ander will keep it from you. There are far fewer guards outside. This is the best opportunity."

“I know,” Zhou Yanshu sneered. “He thinks I’m a cripple, so I am a cripple, and so be it… Why won’t you put pants on me?”

Yu Zhuo paused in his steps, pinched Zhou Yanshu's thigh, and felt the coldness of the skin there: "You're not going out, so why are you wearing this?"

He also had to water Zhou Yanshu's fish tail later, which was time-consuming and laborious to take off and remove.

"Is that so..." Zhou Yanshu chuckled, his meaning ambiguous, "According to you, if I don't go out, does that mean I don't need to wear underwear?"

Yu Zhuo stood there for a moment and thought, "Hmm... You want to do this? I'm actually fine with anything."

Zhou Yanshu: "..."

He rolled onto the bed and pulled the blanket over his lower body.

*

When Yu Zhuo scrolled back to the little black heart on his phone, it had been fully upgraded. Its energy was richer and more refined than anything Yu Zhuo had created before, and it was far more advanced.

Yu Zhuo leaned back in his seat, silent, staring at the app on his phone, his thoughts drifting away.

Lu Xun...

Ah Ran...

In fact, Zhou Yanshu did not call out anyone's name while he was unconscious.

Except for the occasional splashing sound when he turned over, he was usually sound asleep and did not make any unusual noises.

But he actually acknowledged Lu Xun's existence.

Aran felt the same way. Although Zhou Yanshu did not give a clear answer, Yu Zhuo could see some clues from his expression.

These two are fragments of souls clinging to life, so why would Zhou Yanshu remember them?

Who gave him the system energy?

Yu Zhuo felt a dull ache in his head. He stared at the little black heart icon on his phone, his eyes feeling dry. This software could connect him to the outside world, where countless planets lay on the other side.

If Yu Zhuo had been to any of the places, Zhou Yanshu had also been there with the help of the system's energy.

What role did he play in it?

Lu Xun... Lin Xuqiu...

Prince Arran...

“Fabian, after I die, you must do your best to assist Adrian. ... You cannot leave the Zerg for five years.”

"Your Majesty, you are so heartless towards me."

“Fabian…if you and I could have insect offspring…”

Yu Zhuo's fingertip hovered above the phone screen.

Prince Fabian of Arran.

"Ding dong."

The doorbell rang once outside, bringing Yu Zhuo back to his senses. He stood up and walked to the window.

The merman soldiers outside stood in two rows at the entrance, making way for the people behind them. The young man who got out of the car was wearing a military cap and a pure black uniform with a light gold merman-shaped badge pinned to his chest.

After getting out of the carriage, he walked straight to the door without looking to either side. The guards standing at the door stepped aside to make way for him.

"General Lin Shuang, please come in."

Yu Zhuo leaned against the wall. Hearing the sound, he paused and then pushed open the door and went outside.

Zhou Yanshu remained on the first floor. During the day, when the guards were on high alert, Zhou Yanshu would read and rest on the first floor.

Yu Zhu leaned on the second-floor railing, propping his cheek up as he looked down.

Lin Shuang is only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old this year. He started leading troops into battle when he was a teenager. Now he has returned still covered in dust, but his aura is heavy and his intimidating presence is no less than that of other generals.

Yu Zhuo, who was above, couldn't hear what they were saying. Zhou Yanshu didn't show much reaction when he saw Lin Shuang, but simply had a servant pour him some tea, and the two exchanged some polite words.

Lin Shuang seems to have injured her eye after returning from this expedition; half of her left eye is bandaged with bloodstains on it.

"...This is His Majesty's invitation to you. There aren't many people invited to this victory celebration banquet, so please do me the honor of attending." Lin Shuang placed the invitation on the long table. As he leaned over, he glanced at Zhou Yanshu's expression. Zhou Yanshu was holding a cup of hot tea and didn't show much emotion for the moment.

Lin Shuang had heard of the deeds of the former king, and although several hundred years had passed, he was still deeply impressed by Zhou Yanshu.

As the only prince in the Merfolk's history to ascend the throne as an Omega, Zhou Yanshu's name inspired his fellow Omega people for a long time.

Even though Lin Shuang is an Alpha, he knows Zhou Yanshu in private.

"...If you are not feeling well, you don't have to attend. This is just my victory celebration, nothing serious. If you don't have time, Earl, I will go back and inform His Majesty..."

Lin Shuang glanced at Zhou Yanshu's legs, then lowered his head and softened his tone.

Tamo's habit of humiliating people hasn't changed over the years, and Lin Shuang knew that Tamo's invitation to Zhou Yanshu was just another attempt to mock and amuse him.

Zhou Yanshu's face was pale. He twirled the invitation card between his fingers and said, "I..."

"We will still go. It is our honor to be invited by His Majesty."

Before Zhou Yanshu could finish speaking, the invitation in his hand was snatched away. Lin Shuang was taken aback and turned to look behind her.