Lost in thought, Bei Sining had already undressed and entered the bathroom. The water was running, and Wen Zheng was reciting a poem about not getting angry as he picked up his clothes that had fallen on the floor.
Am I the head chef? I'm just a maid, aren't I?
Wen Zheng hung up several expensive clothes and numbly thought, "Raising a cat is really difficult."
He roughly planned out his route for tomorrow when his phone rang. He glanced at the screen and saw it was his master, whom he hadn't contacted in a long time.
Another blind date?
Wen Zheng felt resistant, so his tone was naturally not very good as he simply said "hello".
His master scolded him a few times before getting to the point that surprised Wen Zheng somewhat.
"You need to draw blood? But I'm not in Rongcheng."
Tomorrow is Sunday, which is indeed blood collection day, but he had taken the week off and agreed to have the blood drawn when he got back. He didn't expect it to be so urgent; does he really have to stick to the schedule?
Master said, "You weren't feeling well last time, so you had to take a week off. We need to catch up on the schedule this week, so I'll have to trouble you."
Wen Zheng felt slightly annoyed: "I'm in Lecheng."
“I know,” Master said good-naturedly. “We’ll definitely cooperate with you. There’s a research institute in Lecheng too, and the director is my former senior. I’ve already spoken to him. Go there tomorrow morning. The procedure is exactly the same as in Rongcheng, so don’t worry.”
Wen Zheng loosened and tightened his grip on the phone, and after a long while, he slowly let out a breath, his heart pounding rapidly.
Master: "Xiao Zheng? What's wrong? Is it not okay? It can be in the afternoon, but it can't be later than three o'clock..."
“No need,” Wen Zheng interrupted him. “It’s just in the morning, at eight o’clock.”
"Yes, thank you for your hard work. When you come back, your master will make your favorite beef patties."
Wen Zheng hung up the phone, his mind wandering, recalling the anxious feeling he had when his master first took him home.
That day, his master cooked him beef patties, which was said to be his specialty.
The master's cooking skills were average, but he was clearly very confident in the beef patties, looking at Xiao Wenzheng with an expectant expression.
Xiao Wenzheng didn't actually like the taste, but he was facing a slightly unfamiliar master, not his parents whom he could easily act spoiled with. So, on that morning, as sunlight streamed onto the light-colored wood-grained dining table, Xiao Wenzheng smiled shyly and told a lie.
"It's delicious... Thank you, Master."
...
"Wen Zheng?" Bei Sining came out barefoot through the water, threw the towel on the ground and wiped her feet.
When Wen Zheng came to his senses, he saw that his bathrobe was already wrapped up properly. For some reason, he was not disappointed, but relieved instead.
He said, "By the way, I have something come up tomorrow, so I won't be able to meet you until noon."
"What is it?" Bei Sining frowned, looking down at him.
Wen Zheng looked away: "It's nothing serious, don't worry about it. Go with Xiaoyu tomorrow."
"..." Bei Sining grunted, her gaze still fixed on Wen Zheng, it was unclear whether she had heard him or not.
Author's Note: From this day forward, Little Yellow Hair and his friends officially became junior members of the King's family—little guards, little maids, little foot warmers...
(I'm planning to try my best to get into the 10,000-yuan event at the beginning of the month! But I'll prioritize the 10,000-yuan event next door... If I can't get into the 10,000-yuan event here, I'll at least get 3. Thank you everyone (I'm kneeling down with a pigeon leg))
Chapter 52
The next day, Wen Zheng ran away early in the morning and disappeared without a trace.
The hotel has maintained a centuries-old tradition of offering a buffet breakfast in the morning. Deng Puyue, having somehow absorbed the essence of some demon yesterday, arrived at the door today looking radiant.
Bang bang bang, bang bang bang, "Brother Zheng! Brother Ning! Good morning! Time to get up! The early bird catches the worm, the late cat goes hungry—"
Bei Sining opened the door with a dark expression. Deng Puyue let out a sound of surprise and asked blankly, "Where's my Zheng-ge?"
"Why is it yours?" Bei Sining extracted a key point, leaving Deng Puyue dumbfounded.
Yeah, why is it mine?
He was confused for a moment, then thought he was seeing things. How come Ning-ge had changed his clothes so quickly? Why didn't I see him leave my sight?
"Ning-ge, you look so handsome!" Deng Puyue flattered the beautiful woman as usual, then remembered something important: "Mine... no, not mine, where's Zheng-ge?"
"He had something to do this morning and called his agent."
"Huh?" Deng Puyue was stunned: "What happened to him? How come I didn't know?"
"..." Bei Sining roared in anger: "Why do you absolutely have to know!?"
Deng Puyue explained for five minutes before calming the king's inexplicable anger. Then she cautiously asked, "Yesterday, Bai Shuang and I made a plan. Will you come with us today?"
Bei Sining sat down at the dining table and said coldly, "I have things to do too."
"?" Deng Puyue: "What do you want now?"
Bei Sining said, "Do I need to ask you for leave if I have something to do?"
When Bei Sining is in a bad mood, she's really hard to talk to. Deng Puyue silently shut up, took a little of everything when she went to get the food, and served this darling.
While the food was being plated, Bai Shuang, who had gone out for a smoke, arrived late. She sat down in a chair like a lord, crossed her legs, and asked, "Is everything ready?"
Deng Puyue: "…………" Why do I feel like I'm really a maid?
After breakfast, Bei Sining, true to her word, suddenly disappeared.
No one saw him shrink the distance to an inch, and in a few breaths, he appeared outside a large shopping mall.
This isn't the mall where he bought his clothes; it's much larger and has several times more foot traffic.
He lowered the brim of the baseball cap Wen Zheng had bought for him, silently made a hand gesture, and soon his presence became barely noticeable.
The scents of perfume, body odor, various foods, wood, leather, and all sorts of other human smells mingled together. Bei Sining closed her eyes, as if breathing with her heart, trying to untangle the tangled mess of scents thread by thread.
Soon, he spotted a line that, if described, was sea blue.
Bei Sining suddenly opened her eyes.
He silently followed the flow of people downstairs, into the elevator, and downstairs again, finally arriving at a secluded passenger elevator.
According to the signs on the passenger elevators, they should lead directly to the cinema on the 20th floor. However, only the one on the right is occasionally used, and the screen on the left only shows the fifth basement level.
Bei Sining pressed the down button repeatedly, but nothing happened. He pressed it again and again, leaving afterimages. A seven or eight-year-old child waiting for the elevator nearby timidly said, "Big brother... that one requires a card..."
Bei Sining withdrew her hand and glared at the child.
The immense pressure of that gaze was so overwhelming that the child opened his mouth to cry, but the glare made him swallow his tears back down. Driven by a survival instinct, he pulled two chocolates from his pocket and offered them to the king.
Bei Sining: "..."
He wasn't planning on taking it, but the packaging looked strangely familiar.
It was very similar to the one Wen Zheng handed him when he first met him during the survival game, as Wen Zheng was sweeping through the shelves.
At the time, he simply held it in his hand and let it melt, without tasting the so-called candy unique to this world.
Bei Sining stood still, impatiently rubbing her lower lip with her canine teeth.
If he were in his original form now, his tail would already be sweeping the wind from side to side.
What on earth is that stupid human doing down there?!
He possessed numerous spells that could allow him to pass through this door and descend to the suspicious fifth basement level, or even teleport directly to Wen Zheng with a single hand seal. However, firstly, his magical power had not yet fully recovered, and secondly, he had no intention of revealing his special abilities to Wen Zheng.
He wanted to remain an ordinary person, an ordinary cat, in front of Wen Zheng forever, so that he would have no value and would never repeat the mistakes of the past.
Bei Sining tried to calm her agitation, turned around and walked to the stairwell of the emergency exit, and sat down without caring about the dirt.
While he was lost in thought, a pair of furry black ears popped up on his head and started wiggling from side to side, not wanting to be left out.
Startled for a moment, he reached out and pinched it with a dark expression.
When Bei Sining arrived in this world, her demon core was shattered, and she was on the verge of her soul being scattered. She had no choice but to nurture her soul with her original form.
He sometimes misses the feeling of being human, but fortunately he has that magical illusion mask that allows him to move around in human form when he goes inside.
Logically, he should have recuperated until his soul was fully restored and his demon core began to appear before attempting to transform into human form or using medium-scale spells. However, on the night Wen Zheng encountered danger, he couldn't resist transforming prematurely, which further delayed his recovery. This directly led to his current awkward situation—he couldn't fully control his ears and tail.
A humiliating disgrace.
While listening, Bei Sining cursed Wen Zheng in her mind. After cursing for a while, she took out her phone and checked the time. It was ten o'clock.
The guards and maids, along with the coachman, were already riding the legendary "roller coaster."
And he, like a fool, hid in the filthy stairwell.
It's all Wen Zheng's fault.
It's his fault for not telling me where he was going.
How can anyone feel at ease with this?
The elevator started moving, and Bei Sining's ears suddenly turned. He walked to the wall and watched the numbers jump from basement level five to basement level two—this was it.
Bei Sining had already stood up, and he could vaguely smell Wen Zheng's scent.
***
Wen Zheng leaned against the elevator wall, feeling wave after wave of dizziness.
The researcher wanted to keep him a little longer, but this wasn't an environment he was familiar with, and he didn't want to sleep.
During his break, he scrolled through his phone and saw that the official Weibo account was already updating photos of the amusement park activities. He looked through the photos but couldn't find Bei Sining. Suddenly feeling uneasy, he took a sip of his sweet soup and prepared to leave.
There were no acquaintances at the underground research institute in Lecheng, so it was inconvenient to persuade him. Considering that the soldier was in good physical condition, they let him leave.
Wen Zheng felt unwell while the elevator was going up.
Lecheng's research institute is twenty floors deeper than Rongcheng's, and the elevator there is also faster. Normally, he would never have paid attention to this difference, but today he had taken a bit too much, and his reaction was amplified.
My heart was racing, a rapid thumping sound echoing in my ears, and my fingertips felt numb.
He bent over to lower his center of gravity and tried to control his body, but several deep breaths were not enough to stop his pounding heart rate.
Dizziness.
nausea.
The elevator doors opened with a ding, and his vision blurred. He took two steps out, supporting himself against the wall.
The air circulation in the underground shopping mall's elevator lobby was poor, and the suffocating feeling lingered even after exiting the elevator. Wen Zheng felt he had reached his limit; his legs gave way, and suddenly everything went black as he fell forward.