Long-term salvation

Without any hesitation, Rhodes snapped his fingers, causing golden flames to flash through the depths of his eyes.

The dream world suddenly collapsed in front of Rhodes, and thousands of fragments spun as he fell. The black-haired girl in a white dress looked at him with a hint of anger, but then disappeared without a trace, leaving only emerald eyes blinking in the mirror.

After meeting those eyes for half a second, Rhodes quickly clasped his hands together and put on a flattering smile.

The next second, Rhode found himself in a familiar reception room. Opposite him, there was a cute blond offspring of the evil god, with his butt raised, bent over the table, fiddling with something... The black cat next to him looked back and quickly turned into a shadow and dissipated.

The magic cat is indeed the smartest one.

"Damn it, I can't find where he fell... Hmm?!"

Abigail moved the image in the crystal ball, but she soon found herself rising into the air, meeting a pair of blue eyes and a familiar face.

"What are you doing?" Rhodes asked knowingly.

"No... I didn't do anything," Abigail panicked, but soon regained her composure and angrily said with her barren chest puffed out, "I did it! This is punishment for your infidelity!"

"Well said!" Rod exclaimed. He placed Abigail's body across his lap and slapped her hips hard a few times. "But that's no reason for you to throw me into dreams of members-only restaurants and locker room battles. You're planning on giving me a big fight before I even get back, right?!"

"Wulu Sai! You already have two evil gods' offspring at home, and you still want to go out and mess around with other girls!"

Abigail endured the pain and subtle feeling from her buttocks, twisting and turning in Rhodes' arms, and continued to shout:

"Good fight! Good fight!"

Where did you learn these words? And they're in Chinese!

After suppressing Abigail's rebellion in a few minutes, Rhodes held the angry offspring of the evil god in his arms and ran his hand through her golden hair, enjoying the soft touch between his fingers and palms.

Except for the fact that this is a dream, everything else here is real.

At this moment, Rhodes was sitting on the soft brown sofa, letting the cute girl curl up her knees against her waist, and she was completely trapped in the man's broad arms, like a kitten that had just opened its eyes - the girl lowered her eyes, and used her fingers to pull the buttons of the former's shirt, again and again, while muttering scary words like "the curse of loving only me", "I stabbed you with a dinner knife on Christmas", "cut off your head and leave on a boat".

The voice soon became low and turned into an indistinct murmur.

"It's getting a little hot in here," Rhodes said. He rubbed his chin against the blonde hair, hugged the girl tighter, and asked with a low laugh, "Princess Abigail, are you feeling better?"

"Rod, playboy! Rod, playboy!" Abigail suddenly sang the ballad she had composed. Although it only had two words, she was able to use four or five different singing styles, and the whole song sounded quite smooth. But soon, the sound was blocked by Rod.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

"...late..." Abigail shrank her head and muttered something so softly that even Rhode couldn't hear clearly, "Too... late..."

"what?"

"...It's too late!" Abigail raised her voice. She raised her head and bumped it hard into Rhodes' nose, causing him to scream in pain. But the girl obviously had no intention of letting it go. "It's too late, idiot!"

"No... You call yourself a 'bad boy,' but you're actually the most innocent?!" Rhode covered his nose and straightened it with his hand. The damaged area immediately healed under the influence of the dream. "The main thing is that I can see you're not in a hurry either, at least not as anxious as Nyako."

"Don't mix me up with that lecherous devil, okay?"

Blushing, Abigail reached out and grabbed Rod's ear, pulling his head towards her, then touched it again—the fire in the fireplace was burning brightly, with a wonderful heat—but just as she finished, she was held by the neck and could not escape.

When Abigail was about to feel suffocated... at least she felt that she was about to suffocate, Rhodes let her go. He reached out and pulled this petite and lovely body into his arms, letting the hair leave a slightly itchy feeling on her neck.

"We still have a lot of time," Rhodes said with a smile as he wiped away the sweat from Abigail's forehead. "Besides, you don't have to worry about Qianye's problem."

"This is the most fatal thing, okay... Why do I have another competitor after thousands of years? I was the first one to appear beside Rhodes."

Abigail mumbled, closing her eyes and curling up in Rod's arms.

In the living room fireplace, the flames were doing a never-ending dance, letting the trampled wood make tiny crackles in the embers.

After a few minutes of silence, Abigail whispered in Rhodes' ear, mustering up her last bit of courage:

"Hey, Rhodes, right here."

"...I remember you said before that Mu Ji and I were shameless," Rhodes said with a hint of teasing. He reached out and stroked the edge of the girl's hot cheek, causing her to whimper like a small animal. "Why don't you say that now?"

Hearing this, Abigail immediately became furious. She stretched out her hand to grab Rhodes' cheek and shouted fiercely:

"Isn't it normal for witches to tell lies and go back on their words?"

"So what you just said was a lie?"

"Well……"

Hearing this hesitant response, Rhode chuckled and kissed the blushing cheek. Suddenly, he wanted to know how old the offspring of the evil god in his arms was... But considering the current situation, it was better not to ask.

Chapter 345: Daily Life: The Restless Hill Villa (4/4)

The arrival of a beautiful woman in Hill Manor wasn't anything to be surprised about, but this woman's rank was clearly quite high. The black goat kid, the offspring of the evil god named "Qian Ye," quickly integrated into the lives of everyone in Hill Manor with a gentle yet somewhat undeniable attitude.

Qianye would cook with Marian in the kitchen. The two would often laugh and talk about interesting things that had happened recently, complain about the numerous tasks, or sigh because Rhode brought Baizi and those noisy girls to cause trouble again... Occasionally, Marian would quietly inquire about the other party's power, as if she had other intentions.

As a descendant of the evil god, Qianye, despite her injuries still being unhealed, was still stronger than the other two and rarely needed rest. Because of this, she would occasionally have to help Rhode drag the deliberately drunken Little Red Riding Hood and Mana back to their rooms late at night, and then chase him away under the slightly open, regretful gazes of the Nikkis.

Of course, Qianye was by no means a wicked mother-in-law, she just felt that getting drunk was not the right way to live—especially between lovers!

Hikari and Yang, who occasionally returned, quickly fell for the gentle warmth, not to mention the girls who often stayed at the villa. Besides that, little things like running into Noah, who had the same idea, while making hangover soup in the middle of the night, or dragging Yu out to bask in the sun from her cramped quarters in Rod's study, seemed insignificant.

As a result, in less than half a month, the girls in Hill Villa had become accustomed to Qianye's presence. Only Rhode, who stayed out of the situation, would occasionally sigh after noticing:

"Terrible."

"Your words are hurtful. I'm not some cannibalistic monster. But, many of my sisters enjoy sucking the entrails and bodily fluids of living things, just like pitcher plants preying on insects... Hehe, if Rhode makes the girls sad, I don't mind doing it. After all, it's a form of integration."

"Surrender, surrender," Rhodes immediately raised his hand in a French military salute. "I dare not provoke the great Black Young."

"Humph, you haven't spared any of the descendants of the Three Pillar Gods!"

Qianye said angrily. She reached out and stroked the winter rose that had begun to wither, letting the petals fall into the soil. The dark red petals were still covered with morning frost, sparkling like tiny diamonds in the sunlight. Then, her slender jade hands picked them up, slowly shook off the dirt, and gently placed them in the small bamboo basket.

After doing all this, Qianye stood up from the ground with a whoosh. Her appearance often exuded a mature motherhood, but her unintentional little movements also revealed the aura of a young girl.

Rhodes, who was standing next to her, was enjoying the beauty's figure, but he still sighed:

"Terrible."

"If that's all you have to say, then please help me give these petals to Noah. She said she wanted to make a bottle of rose essential oil," Qianye sighed, reaching out to touch Rhodes' forehead and stuffing the bamboo basket into his arms. "Also, New Jersey has been complaining about you not bringing her along."

"There are some things that require the suppression of large warships recently," Rhode replied with a smile. "Also, once the professors from Miskatonic University complete their preliminary positioning of R'lyeh, I will definitely take the most suitable girls from the villa with me to handle it. When the time comes, you will need to accompany us."

Qianye, with a slight smile on his face, took a few quick steps to catch up with Rhode. The beautiful woman, with her hands behind her back and slightly bent over, looked up at the former from the side and asked with a smile:

"Ah, is Rhode still worried about my fighting ability?"

"I'm worried about your injuries. After all, I don't know what kind of battles you've been through or the extent of your injuries. To me, all of you in Hill Manor are the same. Rather than whether you can fight, I care more about whether you can find happiness and a peaceful daily life."

Rhodes shrugged. He looked up and saw Weihua flapping her pure white wings and flying through the clouds. She seemed to be holding a large basket in her hand...were there unleavened bread and wine in it?

"It's okay. After all, it's just a sparring match between sisters, and my mother is watching over me. But thank you for your concern anyway."

Qianye obviously found these words very helpful. She stopped and suddenly pounced on Rhodes from behind, wrapping her arms around his abdomen and moving forward like a conjoined twin.

"Are you a child?!"

"If you want me to become a child, that's fine too," Qianye's eyes flashed dangerously, "about the size of Abigail."

At this moment, Qianye noticed that the body of the man in his arms stiffened slightly.

Satisfied with releasing his arm, Qianye sleekly walked to Rhodes' side, took his arm, and held his cheek with his other hand, warning with a gentle laugh:

"So, billions of years from now, you'll only be able to watch over the three of us."

"Ahem, this kind of thing is a bit too far away. Besides, it's not impossible that Marian and the others won't live to see that time."

Well, trust the system, trust the system.

Rhode coughed lightly a few times and pulled his arm out without leaving a trace. He had already seen Nyako's ahoge hair showing through the wall. This guy was obviously planning some malicious trouble. Thinking of this, he pointed to the side door of the villa and said:

"You go back first. I'll go see what that Nayako guy is messing around with."

"Okay, wait... You're not going to wait for me to leave and then turn the corner to kiss another girl, are you?" Qianye's eyebrows raised slightly, his words tinged with suspicion and teasing, "This is even more hurtful than what you just said."

Rhode didn't say anything. He just felt that the fighting power of the beautiful woman in front of him was too strong. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't defeat her.

"Let me guess, don't tell me I have to kiss you," Rhodes spread out his hands, his face full of helplessness.

"I can kiss you," Qianye said, standing on tiptoe and kissing Rhode's cheek softly. "Go ahead, I won't get jealous over such a small thing. When hunting, patience is the most important thing."

Rhodes fled quickly, like a bug fleeing from those carnivorous plants.

Turning the corner, Rhode saw Nyako with a surprised expression. He grabbed Nyako's arm, pressed her against the wall, and kissed her hard several times before he let out a long sigh.

"You're the easier guy to deal with... I was wrong about you, Nayako."

"Hey! Don't say that after you've kissed someone!"

Nyarlathotep responded angrily, but then she crouched against the wall and glanced furtively outside. After confirming that Qianye had turned and walked into Hill Manor, the descendant of Nyarlathotep breathed a sigh of relief.

"I thought you were going to be thrown to the ground and have a party these days, and you didn't even invite me!"

"Stop treating me like some kind of lust machine, okay?" Rhode said unhappily. He reached out and stroked the girl's silver-haired head. "So, what are you planning to do now?"

"Nothing, I just feel that Abigail has been very arrogant recently. I was originally planning to ambush her here... Do you have any ideas?"

"..."

"Why aren't you talking? Wait... Hey! You're really not going to the party with me, are you?! I'll bite you to death!"

Chapter 346 Daily Life: Late Night Work (1/3)

late at night.

As the ghosts of Hill Manor began to wander the corridor, Rhode, finding a moment of silence, opened the folder on the table. Inside was the Atlas Company experimental plan file brought back by the "sickly" girl in front of him:

"This is a top-secret document, Sensei. You must return it to me immediately after reviewing it. If I can't finish it today, you must keep it in your storage space... Of course, you can give it to Hina or Noah for safekeeping."

Mingxing Riju said with a smile. She cupped the hot cocoa in both hands and took a sip. Her eyes narrowed slightly because of the sweetness, but her gaze fell on Gu Guanyou who was sitting on the sofa next to her - this textbook-level literary girl had fallen into a light sleep and was snoring softly.

Because of this, Rhodes only turned on the brass desk lamp in the corner of the desk so that the warm yellow light could illuminate the cold data and text, as well as the ink stains left on the pen tip.

"I'll return it to you by tomorrow morning, Himari. Just go back to sleep now," Rhode said calmly. He raised his eyes slightly and saw the girl huddled in the shadows of the study. Her face was a little blurry, but even cuter than usual. "Otherwise, it would be my fault if I made 'the strongest super genius clear-minded sickly beautiful hacker of the millennium' even weaker."

"Just staying up a little longer," the girl shook her head slightly. She controlled her wheelchair to go around the sofa and came to Rhodes' side. "I thought you didn't have time to read the documents tonight. After all, you urgently called You back from the Vatican a few days ago. Obviously, there was something important."

"The first two days were really stressful..."

Rhodes looked at the documents on the development progress of the ArmSlave (AS from "Full Metal Panic"), the analysis of the principles of the vacuum implosion bomb, and the analysis and application of the various technologies and vehicles Rhodes brought back from the planet Strangereal (the background planet of the "Ace Combat" series).

There are quite a few scattered things, but they all have more or less gratifying results... Rod has acquired Apple, which is currently in decline, and brought back Steve Jobs to see if he can use this technological explosion to allow human society to enter the true smartphone and Internet era ahead of time.

There are many benefits to this, such as inserting backdoors into mobile phones and computer systems to promptly stop the spread of intelligence, pollution, and false information related to the other world. Sometimes, Rhodes always felt that he was the mastermind behind controlling the entire world.

Gathering his chaotic thoughts, Rhode turned a page of the document and continued with a hint of complaint:

"Actually, I initially organized the professors from Miskatonic University to work on deciphering the specific location of Cthulhu's slumber as described in the R'lyeh Texts... Although we know the actual location, figuring out how to get there is a challenge, and it will still take some time to process."

"Hmph, Sensei obviously needs the strongest one in a thousand years—"

"Ah, wait, wait," Rhode quickly reached out and tugged at the girl's cheek, trying to stop her complacent words. "Write less!"

"? You're talking nonsense again that we can't understand."

The white-haired girl shook her head, placed the cup on the small shelf beside her, and reached out to hold Rhodes' left hand. The girl's hand seemed unusually warm because she had just held the slightly hot hot cocoa. The heat quickly moved up along Rhodes' palm, passing through his arms, shoulders, neck, and facial muscles, and finally lifted the corner of his mouth.

"Himari, I won't be able to read the documents if you're like this."

Rhodes said in a gentle voice. He didn't turn his head to look at Himari, but the latter's warm breath could be clearly felt.

Even getting closer.

"Sensei didn't pull his hand away either," Himari snickered, like a little fox poking its head out from over the fence. "Ahem, anyway... do you need my help?"

"This isn't divination. You can't do it just for fun." Rhode withdrew his hand and gently tapped the girl's forehead again. "If you don't handle it well, even you will be mentally contaminated. However, because of its divine prototype (the cherubim Raziel, 'Guardian of All Magic'), it is able to resist the contents of the text, making it easier to decipher."

"An expected response."

There was no look of loss on Himari's face. She moved her wheelchair forward a little, put the books and documents on the table on that side on the ground, and then lay on the table and quietly watched Rhodes working.

Time passes with the swing of the pendulum and freezes in the girl's eyes.

The light from the desk lamp cast an amber edge on the man's outline. The little habits he developed in his daily life - the slightly wrinkled brows, the pursed lips, the raised arc of his finger joints when holding a pen... were all imprinted in his beautiful purple eyes in the warm light.

Realizing she had been staring for too long, the girl rubbed her sleeve with the side of her face and uttered a mumble that no one could understand. But then she watched Rhodes close the document he had roughly scanned and look back at her. The two of them stared at each other silently.

The sound of the wind... is really noisy.