Chapter 204: I

Although momentarily embarrassed, the Giant He Xing researcher specializing in localization quickly grasped the key point, skimmed the article, then thought for a moment and said:

"Hmm, how to put it? It's like on our homeworld, there's a legend of a tree—if you hug it, you can shorten the egg-laying period by thirty percent…"

"Thirty percent?!" A female Giant He Xing widened her eyes; the localization specialist thought again, then said seriously:

"To be precise, I just made up that number. Based on my research into human social structures, it might even be higher—sixty or seventy percent?"

"No wonder!" All the female Giant He Xing present wore expressions of sudden understanding; Giant He Xing reproductive mechanisms are punitive, and fertilization occurs externally, so as civilization advanced, higher-status females even voluntarily sterilized themselves.

But because the mortality rate during metamorphosis is high, to prevent species extinction, Giant He Xing have strict reproductive laws limiting egg-laying frequency—this is also one reason Giant He Xing struggle to understand human "sex" culture.

After professional translation, when the Giant He Xing revisited the post, they finally began to understand why that oregano graffiti had become a god.

But at that moment, the Giant He Xing researcher studying human society suddenly shook his head:

"No, something's off about this post—the view count and reply ratio are suspicious!"

"What's suspicious?" The network research specialist pulled up the data analysis and frowned:

"The timeline and reply ratio are perfectly normal, consistent with standard He Zujie internet behavior."

"No, that's exactly why it's suspicious." The Giant He Xing, though addicted to livestreams, still possessed the sharp instincts of a top researcher, shook his head:

"In He Zujie human eyes, this is an extremely private—or rather, embarrassing—topic, so even if they see it, they're tempted but won't reply voluntarily. Even if they truly want to reply, they won't use their main account—uh, their primary account. Yet this normal reply ratio suggests nearly everyone is replying according to standard internet logic. Hmm, like… would you publicly discuss your molting?"

"Are you trying to kill me?! How can you say that?!"

"Exactly." The Giant He Xing researcher studying human society spread his hands, completely ignoring his colleague's glare, and turned to the three faces:

"Check the exact posting time of this thread, then cross-reference it with our main server backup—see if there's any discrepancy. I suspect we've caught the tail end of the decoy."

…

"Tap-tap-tap… tap-tap-tap…"

"Who is it? It's barely morning!" Feng Xue heard the knocking at his door and barely resisted summoning a palm thunder to blast it.

But then he heard Mo Ying speak:

"The yang energy scent—it's probably the head nurse."

"Her?" Feng Xue glanced at the clock—barely past five. He sighed, got up. He didn't lack sleep, but being woken still irritated him.

Watching Mo Ying swiftly clear the residual qi from the room, Feng Xue first fished out a fish cake, swallowed it, and used the ingestion method to convert it into nutritive qi, then put on his clothes and went to the door:

"What's wrong? Why knock so early? Someone collapsing?"

"Ah…" Tina's hand, halfway raised, froze, then she said nervously:

"The patients are fine—it's just your spiritual domain seems…"

"I know, ignore it." Feng Xue waved his hand, walked into the living room, and saw Liu Yunxi still meditating beside the statue. He called out:

"Wake up, wake up, it's morning—time to make breakfast!"

"Ah, oh!"

Though the moon hadn't fully "set" yet, Liu Yunxi showed not the slightest resentment. She sprang up naturally, turned toward the kitchen, and said as she walked:

"What do you want for breakfast?"

"Just make something light." Feng Xue replied absently, then scooped a spoonful of incense powder and placed it on the electric incense base beneath the statue. If you didn't know it was a deity statue, it looked exactly like a multi-functional aroma diffuser.

Tina watched Feng Xue's method of worshipping the deity with twitching eyelids, but remembering she was just a "country bumpkin" who'd never seen more than a handful of gods, and that this man was the true expert, she could only stay silent, continuing to watch him nervously.

Feng Xue, feeling uneasy under her gaze, said at once:

"Don't worry—it's intentionally removed. Last night, a group of investigators combed the nearby streets looking for divine traces. More screenings are coming. Keeping the spiritual domain active would only draw attention, so we dismantled it."

"But won't that make you more vulnerable?" Tina's concern was plain on her face. Feng Xue merely yawned, walked to the door, and began practicing his fist forms—

"This is my territory. If you don't trust me, take your patients back. You're nearly capable of treating them yourself now."

Tina, seeing Feng Xue fully absorbed in his training, dared not interrupt. She stood aside, deeply anxious, and pulled out her phone, opening a video website.

Due to Giant He Xing surveillance, direct communication was impossible—only coded language worked. Calling at five a. m. without urgent business would seem odd.

So she had to use another method to learn the situation—

She acted like a sleepless homebody who woke early, scrolling mindlessly through videos: opening her followed streamers, watching clips, idly posting comments and emojis.

As she did this, hidden messages within the video comments slowly reached her.

Organized members who received advance warnings remained unharmed, but many civilians were killed yesterday due to the traitor group's actions.

Tina clenched her teeth, wishing she could order Laina to lure out and wipe out the entire traitor network—but she knew: eliminate this batch, and the next would be identical.

Just as Tina grew furious, a message suddenly appeared before her eyes:

"Last night, the Subordinate Pacification Army under the Gui Xie Committee's You Ta branch seized a 'divine artifact.' To study the item, the Giant He Xing deployed massive resources—all ritual materials required for deity worship are now available."

"Could this be a trap?" Tina knew frontline personnel wouldn't easily fall for it, but the thought still surfaced. She hesitated, then asked:

"Yesterday, the Pacification Army seized a divine artifact near here—do you know what it was?"

Feng Xue, hearing Tina's question, did not answer directly. He kept practicing his fists. Tina, though anxious, said nothing, waiting silently for over ten minutes—until Liu Yunxi's voice drifted through the window: "Breakfast's ready." Only then did Feng Xue finish his form and say casually:

"I'm just a doctor—an unlicensed black doctor. Besides healing, don't discuss anything else with me!"

(End of Chapter)