Luo Nan really did seem to have fallen asleep. His breathing grew longer and longer. Snake Tongue slightly straightened her waist, letting the back of Luo Nan's head rest against her chest. Her fingers moved to Luo Nan's temples, gently rubbing them.
From Snake Tongue's perspective, the sleeping Luo Nan completely exposed the face of a young man. The slight swelling caused by his injuries dispelled the only sense of seriousness that came from his habitual frown.
Such a young man was sixteen or seventeen years old. He hadn't even passed puberty, but he was already one of the strongest people in the world. He possessed the mighty power of a god, and he firmly grasped her fate of life and death.
But right now, this young man's mind was hazy. He had hidden injuries all over. It seemed that all she needed to do was exert a bit of force with her two fingers.
Some restless flames were instantly frozen by ice-cold reason. But Snake Tongue's fingers still showed some stiffness. Even in the hot and humid bathroom, cold air seeped out of her fingertips.
Luo Nan's eyelids trembled slightly at this time. Then he slowly opened his eyes, but his gaze was unfocused. It was as if he was cast into an unknown dimension.
Snake Tongue's rubbing movements were nearly frozen to death.
Her long years of acting had tempered her top-notch acting skills, as well as her powerful control and expressive ability. This helped her maintain her current persona of a perfect servant, allowing everything to continue according to normal logic.
Snake Tongue was confident in her acting skills. She could vividly play any role in the world, and she could play the perfect version of herself.
The problem was that even the world's top acting skills were unable to control the thoughts that flashed through one's mind. Unfortunately, the person in her embrace possessed the divine power to point directly at one's heart.
A second later, or perhaps longer, Luo Nan's voice rang out. "Your talent in cultivation is better than Yin Le's. You're better than many people. Much better. I already knew this back at Ocean Sky Cloud City. "
Snake Tongue's rubbing movements finally froze. She held her breath.
"I just had a concept regarding coupling. I recklessly experimented with it, and you were able to sort out a logical outline. You're truly amazing."
Luo Nan was undoubtedly reminiscing. He was reminiscing about his first encounter with Snake Tongue several months ago in Xia City.
Snake Tongue didn't know why, but this was absolutely not what she wanted. The problem was that she couldn't even control her own thoughts, let alone block Luo Nan's thoughts.
"Back then, you didn't call me Lord. You called me... what?"
"… Lord Luo."
There were a million things in Snake Tongue's heart that she didn't want to say, but in the end, she could only obediently spit out the answer. Her voice was unprecedentedly hoarse.
Luo Nan was still leaning in her embrace. His eyes were unfocused, and his murmur sounded like he was talking in his sleep. But when it fell into Snake Tongue's mind, it was like thunder rolling from the depths of the clouds.
"So, we started off as enemies. You, Puppeteer, and that tank destroyed Gear, destroyed the legacy of my mother's designs … And I threw you into the Cloud World. There, you were enslaved by Gong Qi, and you slowly tasted the taste of weakness and death."
Snake Tongue's body began to tremble uncontrollably.
At the same time, an unfathomable fear expanded in his body. It was like the surging clouds in the world of clouds. It carried a blood-colored poisonous light as it corroded his internal organs, limbs, and bones.
No, she didn't want to go back to that state. Never!
But what could she do? As a newly attached believer, or rather, a captive, what should she do? What could she do?
All external decorations were meaningless. The more perfect the acting, the weaker the heart.
Luo Nan's whisper continued to linger beside her ear. "You're very chaotic. A terrible starting point. A terrible process. And a seemingly acceptable result, yet it's still an extremely terrible result. You've survived, but you didn't survive in the way you wanted. You're unyielding. You must be very unwilling! "
Right now, it was impossible for Snake Tongue to maintain her current posture. She used all of her strength to maintain the rhythm of her movements. She carefully leaned Luo Nan's body against the edge of the pool, and she broke away from him. She retreated, then she knelt on the ground. Her forehead made contact with the wet floor.
She didn't open her mouth again because it would be wrong no matter what she said. She could only use this method to display her own humbleness and submission.
Luo Nan's murmur continued to enter her ears amidst the hot and humid steam. It seemed that he was a bit tired from speaking, and his voice became even weaker and more vague.
"Your method is superior to Yin Le's. Etiquette is an external order. It can restrain emotions, but it doesn't go as far as to greatly neutralize the true strength in the heart. There has always been a flame burning in the bottom of your heart. The stricter the etiquette, the more intense the flame …. This is very good. "
There was an instant when Snake Tongue's entire body went numb from top to bottom. It was as if she had lost all perception of her body. Only the heat and burn that burst forth from her chest was so clear and real.
It was also at this moment that Snake Tongue tasted the flavor within. It was fear. It was resentment. It was hatred. It was restlessness. It was unwillingness …. It was everything she was unable to dispel in this lowly situation. It accumulated and coiled to the point of smoldering poisonous flames. It was like the burning coal seams underground or the roaring magma. It smelted her soul, causing it to transform into an appearance that she herself was unable to distinguish.
But the important point was that such a warped and blazing soul gushed out a power that even Snake Tongue herself was unable to control. Yet it was grasped by a peerlessly powerful hand from outside, stroking and toying with.
A deep despair covered her nose and mouth, suffocating her.
Luo Nan's voice dispersed amidst the steam. There were practically no fluctuations in his tone. He spoke in a flat and straightforward manner, describing the facts.
"You are polite, temperate, and obedient. You use etiquette to regulate and sublimate them. You are close to pious …. The word 'pious' is very good. This form is also very good. However, your self-awareness isn't clear enough.
"You said it yourself. The orders here in Ban City all know what the 'god' they worship is. Therefore, there isn't much piousness to speak of. I've also read a few similar books and articles. As long as a god is worshipped, the distance between the two sides must be pulled apart. It's best if the believers are ignorant. "
"Piety is an unequal mental state. In this era, especially the ability users of this era, being able to be pious to certain concepts, certain abstract supernatural powers is already the limit. It's too hard for them to treat the 'god' by their side like this. Moreover, I'm far from being considered a …. "
Then there was a knock on the door at this time. Yin Le reminded him from outside the door, "Mister, everything is ready."
Luo Nan's train of thought was interrupted, but he didn't mind. He went, "Oh." "Then it's fine to stop here."
Yin Le thought that Luo Nan had finished his bath, so she pushed open the door and entered. She had prepared a wheelchair outside the door. However, she was stupefied when she saw the situation in the room. Her gaze turned to Snake Tongue, who was lying on the ground. She resisted her curiosity and listened to Luo Nan's instructions.
Luo Nan used his soul strength to drive his body and stood up from the hot spring. "Let's go. Hurry up and tidy up your body."
Yin Le rushed forward to support him. Snake Tongue, who was lying on the floor, was stunned for two seconds before she absentmindedly got up. She completely followed her instincts and did what she had been doing before. It seemed that she would continue doing in the future.
Before today, Luo Nan had never encountered such a situation. He had bared his body in front of two beautiful women. He was like the slave masters of ancient times, enjoying meticulous service down to his hair. However, the speed at which he entered the state exceeded his expectations. There was still some awkwardness and deliberate restraint before the bath, but now it had already turned into nothingness.
Of course, he had never seriously experienced anything.
Most of Luo Nan's energy was placed on the Sunlight Nightmare, the source of this phenomenon, the Abyss World, and the intermediate process of the evolution of the two.
He had observed the Abyss World and even experienced the effects of the backlash. Right now, his brain had quite a few bursts of inspiration. Unfortunately, none of them matured. Once he entered the practical domain, he would more or less be lacking.
And these were just insignificant sprays and droplets of the torrential flood of information. There were many more, many more valuable things. They were all buried in the filtering nets of the soul cloak and the altar's spiderweb. It was hard to find a trace of them.
If he forcibly searched, his consciousness would unconsciously move toward the Abyss World. He would feel the gravitational effect.
Luo Nan didn't know the gravity of the situation. He didn't have the courage to do another wave in a short amount of time. Therefore, he cast his gaze toward the outside world.
The other side of the Pacific Ocean was the area that suffered the most from the Sunlight Nightmare's attack. However, Luo Nan had already observed that the attack was too tyrannical. The effects and feedback were rather monotonous. On the other side of the Old Continent, the effects were incorporeal and ever-changing. There was great value in observation and research.
Yin Le and Snake Tongue were both targets of his observation.
As for the results of the observation …
There weren't any surprises on Yin Le. Her years as a secretary had made her sharp and tactful, so she naturally tended to treat her boss as the key. Even if there were some stimuli, she would swiftly dissolve them without any qualitative changes.
On the other hand, Snake Tongue, a beautiful and obedient woman on the surface, hid an almost instinctive untamed strength in her heart. The exuberant emotions that were suppressed in the deepest part of his heart and the calmness and rationality that had been polished for years were a special portrayal of the blend of chaos and order. If one were to look at it with "colored glasses", they would even vaguely see the checks and balances between "sun" and "hell".
Something as big as the Sunlight Nightmare had finally left some traces in this world.
That was good!
Luo Nan decided not to provoke Snake Tongue for now. Snake Tongue needed to digest the emotional impact she had revealed. He also needed to make further observations and interpretations.
Don't look at how his previous psychological analysis was straightforward and incisive, hitting the nail on the head. Luo Nan still had a smattering of knowledge when it came to the deepest parts of human psychology and emotions. He always felt that he was lacking a bit. He was separated by a layer. He was unable to touch it.
The more it was like this, the more he couldn't let go of a special case like Snake Tongue.
Wasn't this a bit excessive? But among the pile of believers, there was only one example of an enemy transforming into a "believer", Snake Tongue. For such a dangerous experiment with unpredictable consequences, why didn't he look for her?
Luo Nan's mind spun two more times. The more he spun, the more he felt that it was natural and right.
Oh, the more he spun, the more inexplicably delighted he felt. How should he refer to it?
The exquisite and treacherous changes that came from the bottom of his heart troubled Luo Nan a bit. Perhaps he needed to read a few related monographs or consult a veteran like Mr. Bai.
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