Chapter 242

"Mm."

Gu Qing walked a few steps away, flicked a finger, and a wisp of red silk thread flew out.

It stuck stickily to Tang Ruan's arm.

Gu Qing laughed: "Oops, I missed. Let me try again."

Tang Ruan waved her hand: "Sister Gu, the wound is healed."

Zhao Chi looked and sure enough, it was healed.

But the silk thread Gu Qing shot out was some distance from the wound—did this healing body fluid not need to be aimed at the wound?

Gu Qing had the same question.

"Tang Ruan laughed, why not just try again? My lord, once more!"

Tang Ruan expectantly held out her arm.

Zhao Chi nodded and lightly cut open a small wound again.

"Mm~" Tang Ruan let out another pleased sound.

This time Gu Qing didn't use her hand, but opened her mouth and sprayed out a wisp of white silk.

This time it still stuck to Tang Ruan's arm.

"Huh, Sister Gu, this time it didn't heal."

Gu Qing nodded: "Wait a moment, I'll try once more."

While speaking, Gu Qing opened her mouth again.

The new white silk shot onto the arm.

"Huh? Sister Gu, why did it work this time? My wound is healed."

Gu Qing nodded and walked closer:

"Alright, I've figured it out through testing.

"First, we can confirm that this body fluid's healing really doesn't need to cover the wound—as long as it touches the body, it's effective.

"After that I shot twice. The first time I purely used spider silk to shoot onto Tang Ruan, but she didn't recover.

"The second time I made the silk paste thinner, so it didn't turn into silk thread as quickly in the air.

"So when it stuck to Tang Ruan's arm, it was still half thread, half paste—and that was when it worked."

Zhao Chi understood.

"Gu Qing, how far can you shoot?"

"Not sure for now. Ten-some meters is definitely doable. I haven't fully mastered it yet—give me some time to practice. I think I can go even farther."

"No problem, do your best."

"I will definitely work hard."

Gu Qing spoke as she drew closer, and gave Zhao Chi's cheek another light kiss.

Mwah!

"Thank you, my lord, for giving me such a wonderful talent. I will definitely treasure it."

【Your subordinate Gu Qing's sincerity level has already risen to 7: Utterly Devoted】

Gu Qing's sincerity level had also reached 7.

This time no affection points were added.

But Zhao Chi knew he couldn't push it. In just one day today, both women had unlocked Tier 2 affection—that was already god-speed.

Gu Qing laughed softly: "It's already late, my lord. You should rest well. I won't disturb you any longer—I'm going to go practice this silk-spraying ability."

Zhao Chi nodded: "Good night."

Gu Qing smiled gently: "Good night, my lord. Good night, Tang Ruan."

After saying that she left the room, leaving only Tang Ruan and Zhao Chi.

Tang Ruan looked left and right, as if she had something she wanted to say.

Zhao Chi laughed: "What's wrong? Is there anything you can't be frank with me about?"

Tang Ruan grinned and drew closer.

"My lord, I also want to thank you for giving me such a wonderful talent, and for letting me advance into a hero. Thank you!"

After saying that, Tang Ruan also leaned in close like Gu Qing had.

Mwah!

Except her lips landed on the other cheek.

"Good night, my lord."

Tang Ruan ran out of the room with a red face.

Zhao Chi felt a little wistful.

It seemed this game world had quite a few good things about it too.

At least in his original world, it would have been absolutely impossible for two such top-quality women to treat him like this.

And Gu Qing and Tang Ruan had no conflict between them—instead, they were in a state of mutual acceptance.

Could this place really be a utopia?

Zhao Chi was happy for a few seconds, but he quickly sobered up.

Probably only his own territory was a utopia.

And in the greater world, there were still batches of magical beasts waiting to be diverted in.

This world was not perfect.

He still had to desperately raise his own strength.

GLOSSARY: 【Zhao Chi, Tang Ruan, Gu Qing, my lord】

Improving one's strength is always the top priority.