Chapter 390 It’s Always There

8 month 5 day.

early.

Su Ming didn’t think about anything else and just did what he said.

“See this picture? ABC, I am a, b is something that is the same as you, and c is you…”

“…”

The method to make her rebel was actually very simple.

Xiaoye has studied it.

In theory, dual cultivation is not just about optimizing Su Ming’s body, but also hers. However, that kind of optimization… is more like purification.

It can stabilize the virus.

Later, she told it again through Xia You and Ye Ye.

Su Ming can be regarded as a purifier. To be more specific… well, he is the key purifying substance.

Although he wanted to use it as an excuse for his wife to cheat on Sese, Yeye and Xiayou had both admitted it. Not to mention that Su Ming himself had verified it, whether it was Xiaye or Xueer who could look directly into the sun, it proved that his thing seemed to contain some inexplicable ingredients.

Of course, purification alone is not enough.

According to Xia Ye, it is also necessary to autonomously cut off the connection with most of the limbs. It is equivalent to restarting a computer and reinstalling the “system” that can be controlled autonomously.

And more naturally.

Su Ming has not waited for the opportunity to truly experiment. After all, in reality, no one needs to prevent loss of control.

Xiaoye brought it up only because he thought that he would encounter this situation again. My wife would never joke about this kind of thing.

“that……”

“…”

I saw Xiao An raise his hand timidly.

“Is there anything you don’t understand?”

“That’s it… the chemical reaction I want to produce, the formula for finding a solution when dopamine is out of control. I don’t understand this part.”

“…”

“sorry.”

“It’s okay. You don’t need to understand too much. Just do as I say after you roughly understand it.”

Su Ming didn’t understand either.

what.

The first version that Xia Ye told himself actually didn’t have any formula, just a few words: more shivers, more secretions from the experimental subjects.

Su Ming only half understood the second version of the formula from what he heard.

no way.

You have some shame too, right?

You can’t just say you want to save her and then do it. How can you look confident? It looks like you want to sink in the end and eat and take.

8 month 5 day.

morning.

“…”

I stood in the bedroom for about ten minutes. Clothes…are easy to change.

There were only two pieces, hip-hugging pantyhose and a leather bunny girl latex suit, plus a bunny ear hairpin.

It only takes a few minutes to change.

But I just don’t quite understand what the use of this is. According to Mr. Su Ming, it can make me highly tense…promote some component.

In fact, you don’t have to think too much.

Just do as Mr. Su Ming said and trust him.

but……

What a shame.

The cloth on the drum barely covers a third of my buttocks. The tights are so tight that they pull horizontal lines. I take the slightest step and feel like they’re going to tear at any moment.

I didn’t create the clothes. They were already there. They don’t fit…

“Not okay yet?”

“…Okay, okay!”

“…”

Staring at myself in the mirror, I find myself becoming more and more self-conscious. Is this going to be better?
The spirit is indeed more focused as Mr. Su Ming expected.

Will I be laughed at?

I’m so fat that my socks are almost bursting.

The cloth in front of the baby cafeteria is the same, barely covering it. If the movement is a little bigger… it might fall off immediately. I just realized now that the bunny girls in the talent shows on TV can’t be like me now, with nothing underneath.

There must be a traceless sticker. Otherwise, if there is any trace, won’t it be exposed? I… I am not one of those liberal people in foreign countries.

“…”

Open the door cautiously.

Mr. Su Ming’s eyes immediately swept over me, and I didn’t dare to look him in the eye. I don’t know if this look…is beautiful or fat.

“Is there something missing?”

“Eh?”

Before I could react, Mr. Su Ming had already taken out the furry ball tail from the bedroom.

That’s a snap.

If you want to put it on me… you have to lift up the edge of your pants and don’t go in.

“Wait, wait a minute!”

“…”

I just naturally opened the gap and buttoned it up. But at the same time, the socks, which had been under great pressure from my buttocks, finally tore open.

Too fat.

Why should I choose between size S and one size? Do I think I can handle size S?

“Hiss. You unexpectedly… understand.”

“?”

Huh?
“I guess you’d think it’d be fat, but I think it’s just right. Very good.”

“Okay, now try to turn your hands into tentacles. Just keep fighting me like this.”

“…”

Eh?
Want to fight in this kind of clothes?

Don’t you want to tremble?

These socks won’t work… The hole will definitely get bigger after a few steps, and the collar might even fall off suddenly.

Also, I am increasingly puzzled by the fact that Mr. Su Ming personally cut off the tail from the drum.

Is it really not Sese?
“No. Why would you think about this in broad daylight?”

“I said I would save you.”

“…”

So handsome.

A transparent long sword appeared in Mr. Su Ming’s right hand, along with a faint blue light.

Just like the swordsman in the variety show.

“Hey, wake up, where are the tentacles?”

“…”

Actually, I don’t really want Mr. Su Ming to see this.

Roll up the sticks.

“If you can roll a stick, you can roll other things, right?”

“Eh?”

“Be serious. This is not a game. I am really letting you try to master this body again.”

“…”

I don’t know whether Mr. Su Ming deliberately used strange words to attract my attention because he hoped that I wouldn’t mind the tentacles or something like that, or if he was really interested.

But no matter which one it is, I am very happy.

No hypnosis required.

There is no need to hide it anymore. Just stay together and work on something together.

“Crack-“

and many more.

Why did Mr. Su Ming specifically target the drum that I cared about? And why did he cut it so precisely?

“If you don’t want to lose, be more serious.”

8 month 5 day.

Night.

In fact, in the core area, the night is more important.

Su Ming had already thought about whether he was a succubus or something like that… Maybe he was one?

It can turn Xiaoye into a little wife, and it can also turn Xueer, whose impure blood is afraid of the sun, into a new species that is purer than pure succubus and vampires.

Even An Shiyao, an ordinary person, has better and better skin.

In the books I’ve read, most of the people with this ability are in a private aristocratic girls’ college.

“Try to feel the changes in your body.”

“Yeah… I, I will.”

“…”

Is it true?
Su Ming actually had the energy to observe her.

But she…her face was flushed and she breathed out unconsciously, as if she had already entered the state.

Theoretically, if I had not chosen to be eaten by Ye Ye, I could have become really jealous of her and tried to purify her.

8 month 6 day.

bathroom.

“How, how can I let you help me wash…”

“Nothing is impossible. That’s what couples do, they help each other.”

“…”

Help her take a bath, but she is unwilling to remove the bath towel covering her belly and baby mess.

After all, it’s the same body as Yao.

As long as Klee doesn’t hide it, it will be obvious… there is a reaction.

“That’s part of what we have to do. The more nervous you are, the more you have to experience the changes in your body.”

“…”

The fighting during the day was child’s play.

Su Ming couldn’t take her seriously if she didn’t show her true abilities. The Philosopher’s Blade could really cut off her tentacles if it used all its strength.

I think the groundwork has been laid almost completely, right?
Or rather, we have done a lot before.

“Tomorrow, I won’t hold back. If you worry too much, you’ll really accomplish nothing.”

“…”

There is no way.

Although Su Ming knew very well that he would not die no matter what.

But she didn’t know. She was afraid of losing control, afraid that it would really become a situation that she couldn’t solve… She had to think of a way to speed up the process. First, she had to see what it would be like if she really lost control.

8 month 7 day.

morning.

I carefully rolled up the stick and retracted most of the outer limbs that could be retracted.

The tentacles grew larger and uglier.

How can I use my full strength as Mr. Su Ming said?

“Interesting. Come again.”

“…”

Seeing Mr. Su Ming shook his hands and picked up the knife again.

Actually, what I think is a bit strange.

Ok.

I just felt it was ugly and wanted to end it early and get to the evening earlier. I wanted to go back to the bedroom more than fighting with Mr. Su Ming.

At that time, you can think of nothing.

As long as I feel how I am loved… This idea is somewhat against Mr. Su Ming’s wishes.

There’s no way!

Very comfortable……

Moreover, as long as I changed my clothes as Mr. Su Ming said, and added some small actions… deliberately tearing my socks or something, he seemed to like me more.

But that’s how it is.

He asked me to feel the changes in my body, even though he said it so seriously… But I, well, could only feel the changes in Mr. Su Ming. How could I have the energy to pay attention to myself?

Well.

can not say.

Next time, try harder tonight…try to see if there are any changes in yourself.

8 month 7 day.

Night.

Mr. Su Ming asked a very realistic question.

“When will it come back?”

“…”

I can’t answer that.

I only know that my body did show signs of being out of control that day, but I haven’t felt anything coming back recently, nor have I received any messages from it.

“Forget it. Anyway, I just need to learn how to seize control of this body before that.”

“You will have to be my helper then to have a chance of winning.”

“…”

I went too far.

I know Mr. Su Ming is not joking, but I always fall into it every night.

I couldn’t resist that warmth. But I really didn’t know what had changed in my body. If I had to say anything, it was that Mr. Su Ming’s technique was getting more and more arrogant. I was getting more and more easily sucked in.

A bit jealous or something.

Everything was so familiar. I didn’t have much experience, but I seemed to be used to being teased by Mr. Su Ming… I felt a little awkward.

8 month 8 day.

early.

It was just me on the bed.

In the past, Mr. Su Ming would always pull me out of bed. But not today.

“…”

I plan to take out the wooden stick and practice step by step.

“No need. I can practice on my own.”

“……Eh?”

But was rejected.

I picked up the stick and stood there, watching Mr. Su Ming swing the knife.

“You can’t help. If you have nothing to do, go knit a sweater. Maybe you can get through the winter before it comes.”

“…”

“I’m not kidding. You’re always hesitant and can’t give your full strength, so you can’t be of any use. If it’s Yao… forget it.”

“…”

I really wasn’t lazy.

I have tried to take back most of the exo-limbs, the ‘people’ I created myself, but I just can’t win.

I don’t know how to use a sword or a staff. I’m just fooling around, using my body’s inherent abilities to fight.

8 month 8 day.

Night.

Mr. Su Ming was injured. It wasn’t because of something. His sleeves were covered in blood.

“fine.”

“If you want to defeat it, you have to be willing to lose your limbs or even die. Otherwise, how can I save you?”

“…”

I can’t speak.

There was no way I could help him wipe his wounds with the expectation of being loved later.

“Huh? So you can treat it?”

“……what.”

I do not know.

Just looking at such a horrible wound, I unconsciously reached out my hand.

8 month 8 day.

late at night.

I thought there would be no show and I wouldn’t be loved.

“…”

But Mr. Su Ming still touched my body.

“This is also a necessary part. In short, my sex has the effect of making you more stable. Although it may sound a bit strange to you, it’s true.”

“…”

I didn’t resist.

I let Mr. Su Ming take off the bath towel and stare at me, but why was he staring at me in a daze?
“Sorry, I remembered… nothing.”

“…”

That look was not the helpless look from a few days ago. It was more like disappointment and pain.

Who can I think of through my body?
What I said during the day, if it was Yao…what would she do?
“Actually, dying like this, dying here… isn’t so bad.”

“Right?”

“…”

So, what I’ve done recently is meaningless?
Same as I thought?
It’s not that she simply wants to take me back, she just sees her shadow in me.

“You’re not Yao after all. Sorry. I’m a little sleepy.”

“…”

So, there is no way you can be interested in me anymore.

Even that, I lost interest all of a sudden. It’s disgusting to me.

8 month 9 day.

early morning.

It worked.

Su Ming’s deliberate actions and words that were intended to make her misunderstand…it actually worked.

It was easier than expected.

“I am… fake.”

“Everything.”

“It’s normal to hate it… It’s also normal to be so skilled at it. It’s not me in the first place.”

“…”

In front of him was something much more terrifying than what he had seen a few days ago. Just kidding, how could there be only two tentacles?

Now it tastes just right.

There is also fog that makes night vision useless.

“it’s all my fault.”

“But… can’t I? I’m… a monster. There’s no way I can like him even a little bit?”

“…”

But isn’t the direction in which she’s losing control wrong?
Even if he defeated Su Ming and trapped him with his tentacles, he would not be killed.

“I like it very much, huh? I’ve always…”

“Look, it’s become like this.”

“You want it too… Mr. Su Ming wants it too, and he’s interested in me.”

“…”

broken.

She lost control and wanted to turn herself into a defeated CG.

“More. Always…”

“…”

He won’t die because of Shi Se, will he? The tentacles are too tight.

Su Ming couldn’t use the bonus anymore. The side effects also came.

Grass.

This way of loading the game… is it too much? It’s worse than being hanged.

8 month 10 day.

Night.

Su Ming is not dead.

There were soft thighs beneath my head, and my vision was obscured, so I couldn’t see her face clearly.

My body felt so heavy that even opening my eyes was difficult.

“…Mr. Su Ming?”

“…”

“Oh, sorry…”

The thighs on which I rest my head are shaking, and so is my baby’s canteen. Is he crying?
Too exaggerated?
Even though the baby cafeteria was blocking her view, her cheeks were still wet with warm tears.

“I, I know it’s just a trick…but I still…I’m really sorry…”

“Almost…”

“…”

Su Ming is not good at comforting people.

Even if An Shiyao really cried in front of him, there would only be two options.

First, don’t cry while having sex.

second.

“Xiao An.”

“I don’t think your body is that bad. You almost sucked me dry. Were you pretending before?”

“Hmm? No, no…”

“Be more restrained in the future. I’m too old to bear the torment.”

“…”

its not right.

In real life, when I was with An Shiyao, I would use strange words to change the subject, which would always work. It would make Yao cry and laugh until she burst into snot bubbles and bit people.

Why did she cry even harder when it was her turn?
“Even if Mr. Su Ming treats me as her substitute, I will be satisfied.”

“I won’t complain…”

“…”

Didn’t you say it was a substitute?

Can you let go of yourself first?

Now I am really weak, I can’t stand the baby cafeteria to wash my face, I will really suffocate. Red and warm.

8 month 12 day.

late at night.

Many experiments have been done.

According to her, as long as it clearly goes against the monster’s wishes…including actively being tactful and humble in front of her, or not hypnotizing it.

All of these will cause the body to show signs of being out of control.

“…”

But she didn’t have that now. Everything went smoothly. Before, she could only control a part of the ‘people’, but now it didn’t matter if they were all gathered into tentacles.

The specific behavior is manifested by the big tentacles and the small Su Ming… a very smooth and strange thrill.

There is no sign of the main body coming.

Everything was calm. Nothing had changed except that there were fewer and fewer people in this world, and it almost became a world with only Su Ming and her.

“Mr. Su Ming!”

“Look… I can pinch people!”

“…”

Moreover, she is now emotionally very stable.

It seemed that she had accidentally untied her knot. She was able to actively help Xue’er and the others out… a mysterious and generous attitude.

“The lines they said were all my…my thoughts. That…was my thoughts.”

“…”

Don’t stress about it.

Anyone who is not an idiot can see that he wants to be praised.

It’s too astringent.

All the “wives” sleep in the same bed at the same time, but in fact, the reactions of all the wives are controlled by her.

Bunny girl feast.

I’ve said not to use this kind of thing to test cadres.

Which cadre can withstand this test?

It really doesn’t count as offending all the wives at once, right? In essence, she was the one who was pinched. Yes, it doesn’t count as cheating. Just like Xiaoye said, the androids don’t care at all.

Ok.

Oneself is born.

So, if no boss comes back at all, she is the final boss. After solving the problem of losing control, the next thing to consider is… how to leave here?
8 month 15 day.

Unfortunately.

Even as she explored more and more abilities, she gained more and more complete control over her body.

But as I said at the beginning, many of her things are stereotypes… without basis. This world was not created by her.

Not everything is made of monster flesh and blood.

The house he lived in was not like that. The food he ate was not like that either. From Yu Suming’s observation, it was more like… some kind of world that had really experienced the end of the world. There was no one there.

So, is the sun real?
If so, is this still on Earth? Not some other world.

I can’t find any useful information. The winter market is still the winter market, and the newspapers or mobile phones I picked up… the information I can find is at most a normal functioning society.

The only way to leave is to kill her?

Can she leave here? Can she reach the real world after staying here for decades or thousands of years?
8 month 15 day.

Can monsters have a ‘kind’ side?

I haven’t thought about it.

But I feel that the loss of control may have really been solved… Maybe, I can really find some way to go back with Mr. Su Ming.

I hoped so.

I’ve been very happy lately, so happy that I almost forgot… I’m a monster. The reason I became a monster was because of something even more terrifying.

And that thing, it, said it would come.

Why would one think that the monster would come on foot from somewhere, or in some mysterious form?

I just started to realize it recently as I understood more and more about the structure and capabilities of this body… and tried more and more times what Mr. Su Ming called “losing control”, the most powerful posture.

The monster didn’t need to come at all, it was always there.

It’s inside me, shared with me.

I really don’t know how to tell Mr. Su Ming. This is not a question of whether it is out of control or not… It was not my body in the first place. Those “people” that I did not create, after being recycled into limbs, have now become something that cannot be controlled.

I can feel its strong thoughts.

Take back all bodies.

Eat…Mr. Su Ming.

(End of this chapter)