Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge

When I first made the Bloodline Puppet Doll, I was only focused on escaping the assassins and thought I’d be safe once I got to the Imperial Capital.

So, I squandered ninety-nine percent of my Bloodline Power without reservation, which led to a complete disaster, and I barely survived being killed by the Wokou’s Onmyoji.

I truly had not anticipated that they would seize the opportunity to launch such a high-cost Bloodline Curse to erase me.

Had I kept just ten percent of my Bloodline Power at the time, combined with the Bloodline Seal and Bloodline Lotus Platform, I could have completely suppressed the power of this curse.

“The Onmyoji of the Wokou has reached the vicinity of the Imperial Capital?”

Zi Liyuan was full of question marks, his face turning into an expression of ironclad confusion.

Is the defense of the Imperial Capital so poor that an enemy can approach its doorstep undetected?

“There’s nothing surprising about it; if someone helps cover up their identity and tracks, as long as they don’t get within a hundred miles of the Imperial Capital, it’s hard to detect.”

Number Two rolled her bright, blood-colored eyes attractively.

She lazily snuggled up against Lord Zi’s chest, finding a comfortable position to lie down and promptly closed her eyes.

“So, the Imperial Capital’s defenses are focused within a hundred miles outside, and beyond that range is just a rough inspection. It feels somewhat intentional.”

He muttered to himself and was about to ask more questions when he noticed Number Two’s breathing had become smooth and even, and she lay limp against him.

Zi Liyuan looked down at Number Two’s extraordinarily beautiful face, all the beauty laid bare before him, and he felt a surge of blood rushing to his head.

At the age of eighteen, there was a vague urge to lift heavy burdens.

“Mmm, stop it, let me rest and sleep for a while.”

Number Two’s voice was soft and murmuring.

Her arms opened naturally to embrace his bear-like waist, rubbing her face on his chest before becoming still again.

“Sleep then.”

Zi Liyuan stopped talking as well, he held her with both hands and, after settling into a comfortable position, quickly drifted off into slumber.

The jade rabbit set, and the golden crow rose in the east.

A ray of sunlight pierced through the window, illuminating the room.

The two who were open with each other fluttered their eyelids and slowly awakened, yawning lazily and pulling on the blanket, yet they did not immediately rise.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve woken up naturally. You keep resting; I’ll go make breakfast.”

Zi Liyuan stretched lazily, reluctantly got out of bed, casually took a bathrobe from the Spatial Backpack, secured the belt around his waist, and leisurely left the room to prepare breakfast.

“Ah, after running for half a month, we finally get a break. I hope the little wolf cub won’t disappoint me.”

Still lying in bed, Number Two glanced at Zi Liyuan’s robust figure and suddenly felt a rush of fear of gaining and losing.

She shook her head, closed her eyes, and pulled the blanket over her bare body, forcibly dismissing the unreliable emotions.

Descending the stairs, Zi Liyuan was about to head to the kitchen to prepare several breakfasts when he noticed in the hall five pairs of beautiful eyes fixated on him.

One by one, the charming and enchanting beauties glared as if their eyes were knives, not bothering to hide their feelings at all.

“Congratulations, my husband, on acquiring a fair lady.”

Fan Runer’s face bore a sweet smile, but her eyes were sharp as she spoke in a tone filled with mixed feelings.

“Hopefully, my husband hasn’t forgotten the old for the new.”

Fan Qinger’s eyes were equally sharp, but her expression was cool and detached.

“We are merely life professionals and can only offer limited help to my husband. As long as my husband can find sisters to share his burdens and ease his troubles, Binger will wholeheartedly support my husband’s endeavours to take a concubine.”

Fan Binger had the demeanor of an ice beauty, yet now she spoke words laced with undertones of sarcasm.

“Li Yuan might just be acting on impulse when he sees a pretty face, right? Don’t overthink it, let’s all head back to the lab and continue with our work.”

Fan Yuer’s eyes were sharp as knives as she glanced at Lord Zi, then clapped her hands signaling for the sisters to leave.

“Zi Liyuan, you’re bringing home any vixen you see, that’s not good, is it?”

Shen Yurou asked through gritted teeth, her eyes brimming with a sense of grievance.

It was her who had been with this guy the longest, yet this POS was always messing around with others.

Bringing back a set of quadruplet vixens wasn’t enough; this time it was worse, he had shamelessly brought a wild woman back to the villa and openly engaged in some physical activity!

This infuriated Shen Yurou.

Could you bring just anyone home?

If you wanted to mess around, why didn’t you get a hotel room instead?

Did breaking through to Third Order LV80 suddenly make you think you’re too good for this world, and you started floating?

Shen Yurou was holding back a lot of anger, but didn’t know how to let it out.

After all, although they were close, they hadn’t officially defined their relationship, so she had no nominal right to control him.

That made her feel even more aggrieved.

“Don’t jump to conclusions; this was an accident. The woman upstairs, she’s ‘Number Two’.”

Seeing the sadness in Shen Yurou’s eyes, even a hint of tears, Zi Liyuan walked over and gently stroked her smooth hair as he softly explained.

Shen Yurou naturally had seen ‘Number Two’ before, and knew he once intended to recruit her.

“Number Two? How is it her? Has she agreed to your offer?”

Shen Yurou certainly understood what ‘Number Two’ was capable of; she had just felt wronged, but now she tossed that feeling aside and thought of many issues instead.

The identity of ‘Number Two’ was a major issue; her showing up at their home could likely bring endless trouble.

“Something unexpected happened; she was being pursued and escaped to our place. As for my involvement with her, that too was accidental, a result of a curse.”

Lord Zi wouldn’t dream of telling the whole truth; taking advantage of someone’s vulnerability was something he could never admit!

He didn’t want to slap himself in the face and ruin the image they had of him.

Moreover, what he said was the truth, albeit leaving out some details.

Lu Xun once said that the process isn’t important; what matters is the result, right?

“Since that happened, ‘Number Two’ will definitely agree to your offer. There are two breakfasts kept warm in the kitchen; go get them.”

Shen Yurou nodded, the grievance in her heart eased a little, and then she signaled for him to fetch the breakfast while she turned and headed to the basement lab.

“Don’t overthink it. I’ll come and find you later.”

After ruffling Shen Yurou’s hair, Lord Zi looked toward the four girls with their odd expressions.

“Fan Yuer, you four have cleared the hero class transfer dungeon, right?”

“Wow, grateful for the husband’s concern! Thanks to Sister Yurou’s guidance, we didn’t perish in the hero class transfer dungeon.”

“The husband merely waved us away to Sister Yurou, thankfully she took pity on us and made special equipment; otherwise, how could we have improved so much?”

“Alas, Sister Yurou has done so much for her husband, yet he doesn’t cherish her. Indeed, all men are pigs, loving anyone they see, just lusting after their bodies.”

“It’s Yurou Sister who suffers, finding such a big scumbag. That’s just too sad.”

The four sisters chattered nonstop, each adding their bit, their gossip tinged with sarcasm flying out.