Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

Now that you have decided to resist fate, you must be fully prepared from now on.

Song Qiao entered the system and started to draw. The rewards from the side tasks were combined with the luck points she had saved before. She drew ten consecutive draws worth 1000 points, and then drew two single draws worth points.

Putting aside some useless things, there are only three that are useful.

A bronze-level defensive weapon, the Aoki Shield, which can only be used in the fairy plane.

Jinyang meteorite, the basic ore for forging spiritual weapons, can be directly absorbed by Dark Ling.

Time Hourglass, after use, speeds up time with the outside world by 30 times. It is a magic weapon of spiritual weapon level.

Song Qiao swallowed the Murakami sword and Jinyang meteorite to An Ling, and sold all other useless ones to the system, recovering about 8000 points of luck. She did not continue the lottery and looked at the world chat page. There was nothing particularly noteworthy in the news area. Han Yun, who had disappeared for a long time, gave her a message, emphasizing how difficult it was for her to live in a five-star plane where vampires were the ruling class.

Han Yun also said that she would rest for a while before entering the next plane. At the end, she said casually that her god had found a suitable godhead for her and would help her become a god after she completed her next mission.

Song Qiao was in a trance for a moment, thinking that Meng Lingyu could already grant the divine envoy divine status. It was really strong...

She shook her head and put aside her worries. Even if Meng Lingyu came to kill him tomorrow, she would go to rescue Si Qing today.

After the conspiracy in the Laura galaxy was shattered, Song Qiao was surprised to find that everyone who survived had their memories of that day modified, including Shia and Nineteen. They all believed that Carol came to save them and then died together with the Zerg Queen.

Yes, that was the Zerg conspiracy. Two waves of Zerg armies and two Zerg queens came that day. Carol underestimated the enemy and rushed in, leaving the Ether, so he died.

Even Salo firmly believes that her memory has been modified even more completely. She even forgot her hostility towards Song Qiao and insisted that she was involved in this incident only when she went to Luola to inspect.

This gave Song Qiao a more intuitive feeling about Si Qing's power. She thought about all the battleships that day because of Si Qing's idea, and how Carol was unable to move until she died.

However, such a powerful person has a bad and indifferent personality, is lazy and bad, and also likes to tease people. I don't like to eat, which leads to malnutrition, hypoglycemia, and making me sick all day long. I feel tired even if I take more than one step.

Thinking of Si Qing's bad habits, Song Qiao opened the office door with his meal.

"Eat~"

Si Qing did not respond and looked at the huge floating map, which was the territorial map of the entire Galaxy Federation.

Putting the spoon to his mouth, Si Qing opened his mouth to take a bite, chewed it mechanically and swallowed it.

After taking five bites in a row, she tilted her head and said, "I'm full."

Song Qiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and reached out to touch Si Qing's flat belly, "I can eat more chicken than you! Eat two more bites, and be obedient~"

Si Qing glared at her coldly, "You scolded me."

"No~ you are too thin. It hurts your hands to hold you. Eat more~" Song Qiao advised warmly.

"Huh... you dislike me? Then go hug someone else." Si Qing continued to refuse.

Putting the bowl aside, Song Qiao held Si Qing's face and pecked her lips, "Who should I hug? Who can I hug? Little fool~"

Pushing Song Qiao away in disgust, Si Qing pursed his lips, suppressed the smile on his lips, and pointed at a corner of the map, "This should be the most suitable for the end of the galaxy you mentioned. Someone has seen the illusion of the universe there before."

Song Qiao stood next to Si Qing and looked at the point on the map, "When will we set off?"

"When my susceptible period is over, you can make arrangements for the handover of the administration." Si Qing replied calmly.

"Bringing Nineteen?" Song Qiao continued to ask.

Si Qing was silent for a moment, "Let's talk about it then."

After leaving the daily affairs of the administration to Xia, Song Qiao patiently waited for Si Qing's notification.

One late night, she woke up due to a burst of heat, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she was greeted by Si Qing's searing kiss. The glands on the back of her neck began to beat, and she understood that her and Si Qing's susceptible periods had arrived at the same time.

During the three days of chaos and confusion, the room was filled with the scent of two pheromones, like the most expensive love potion, intoxicating.

On the last day, Song Qiao's brain was a little dizzy, and she bit down hard uncontrollably.

Si Qing did not resist and allowed himself to be permanently marked.

Lying on the bed, Si Qing's fingers were covered by Song Qiao and they were clasped tightly. Her eyes were filled with mist and her body was turning pink.

After the ceremony was completed, Song Qiao fell into a deep sleep. Si Qing's originally hazy vision suddenly became clear. She pushed Song Qiao away who was lying on her back, and her legs felt weak the moment she got out of bed.

A box popped up from the wall, and when she opened it, she found a syringe. Without hesitation, she inserted the syringe into the gland on the back of her neck and pulled out a tube of glandular fluid with an expressionless face.

Putting the syringe into the box, Si Qing put on her underwear and wrapped it in her nightgown. She turned around and left the room with the box in hand.

In the white research room, Aiwen had been waiting for a long time. She couldn't help but be shocked when she looked at Si Qing, who was wearing a nightgown and his exposed skin was full of mottled marks.

"Did you just get up from bed? You didn't even change your clothes."

Si Qing handed the box to her expressionlessly, "Quick, start cultivating it."

Ivan said no more and turned around to start the operation.

Si Qing stood leaning against the wall. She suddenly felt a little cold and crossed her arms. Her eyes were blank, not looking at the busy Alvin, and her heart was in confusion.

"Wait!" She couldn't help but said hastily.

Alvin stopped and turned to look at her, "What's wrong?"

"How long will it take for her to be born? The fastest." Si Qing asked in a low voice.

"If you speed up the training, it will only take a month." Ai Wen calmly pushed up her glasses. After saying this, she looked at Si Qing who lowered his head in silence, and couldn't help but continue: "Don't think too much, this is The only way to save you is that the crimson flower will be inherited by this child..."

"You don't want to give up, do you?" Ivan frowned.

Si Qing trembled. She looked at the artificial womb in front of Ivan, her pupils contracted violently, as if she was making a difficult decision.

"No... don't continue..." she said slowly.

Dragging heavy steps, she walked to the artificial womb. Inside was a translucent oval container, and an embryo could be vaguely seen floating inside.

"Stop the cultivation and freeze her." Si Qing made a decision and said calmly.

Alvin looked at her in disbelief, "Do you know what you are talking about! This is your only chance! Cultivate her, you don't need to see her, I will solve everything, just treat her as a clone , just one tool!”

Si Qing shook her head. She stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to touch the translucent container, but she was only a palm away and did not touch it.

"I can't do it... If I didn't fall in love with her, maybe I would choose this path. But not now, Alvin, if I sacrifice this child, what will she think of me? Will she continue to love me? I would rather die with her loving me than live with her hating me."

"Evan, I am the ruler of the old world. There is no place for me in the new world...I don't want my children to repeat my fate..."