Xyrin Empire-Chapter 282 - Little Baobaos Troubles

Chapter 282: Chapter 282: Little Baobao’s Troubles

Chapter 282: Chapter 282: Little Baobao’s Troubles

“My sister’s lollipop is lost,” Pandora said from above, “you, go buy another one for her.”

A dazzling bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, leaving everyone charred on the outside but tender on the inside.

Yet Pandora seemed to disregard the jaws dropped on the floor, simply repeating calmly, “Go get a lollipop, and make it quick.”

Seriously, as if she meant it.

Could this girl actually be serious!?

Looking at Pandora’s expression… well, the usual lack of expression…

That’s always been my biggest headache because I could never tell what this girl is thinking just by looking at her face. Although I could sense her emotions through subtle gestures and faint spiritual resonance (assuming those nearly illusory emotional fluctuations ever existed), looking at that forever expressionless sculpted face still brought tears to my eyes…

After some inexplicable deductions and associations that outsiders can’t understand, I came to the absurd conclusion that Pandora was indeed serious.

Pandora was using this method to assert her role as a big sister to Visca, and of course, there was more to it—she was showing her care, her acceptance of Visca as her little sister, possibly thinking that she was doing what a big sister should do…

But… if you’re going to act like a big sister, at least learn how to react like a normal one!

A normal big sister wouldn’t be asking a driver, who’s half dead from an accident, for a lollipop as compensation, right? Or has the value of that lollipop risen to the level of a catastrophic traffic accident in your eyes? Or are you this hot-blooded fool who, aside from fighting, can’t think of any better way to show concern?

No… none of these are the point, the point is… the entire plot has now entered a completely nonsensical state…

“Lollipop… lollipop?”

The accident-causing driver, in a semi-stupor from both physical and mental shock, muttered as if sleepwalking, then his voice suddenly distorted, “Lollipop?!”

Poor kid, that’s probably enough life philosophy for you, let the angels in white coats at the psychiatric hospital take it from here…

To be honest, we could have actually prevented this accident before it even happened.

Not to mention Qianqian’s time-freezing superpower which is pretty much like a bug, even Big Sister could have just cursed the other party to slip and crash into the canal to avoid this situation, but until Visca smashed their car, we didn’t do anything and just spectated like watching a drama.

I must say, the darker side of human nature played a huge role at this moment, turning this unfortunate sports car guy into the victim of a capricious superhuman game.

That’s one reason, another is we just dislike street racing gangs, so when one suddenly emerged and clearly showed no regard for human life, we collectively chose to play.

Sandora might be an exception, coming from the Xyrin Empire she wouldn’t have any concept of street racing gangs, but she has the closest spiritual connection to me among all the girls. So, when the sports car first appeared, she had already picked up on my emotions, and thus did nothing to stop the collision with Visca, instead, she began to play pranks…

“That’s about enough…” Finally, Big Sister spoke up, “If this goes on and a pedestrian gets involved, that’d be trouble.”

Sandora immediately waved her hands, “Don’t worry, I’ve already spread a mental suggestion, everyone in the city has forgotten that this road exists. We can play this guy to death without a problem.”

“Forget it,” I suddenly felt a bit bored, this man in front of me, completely useless from a slight shock, made me lose my original interest, and after dealing with those dangerous Fallen Apostles for months, bullying ordinary people really felt somewhat dull, “Just turn this guy into an idiot, he’s miserable enough already.”

“Tsk, boring…” Sandora pouted reluctantly, then placed her hand on the man’s forehead as he watched in horror, “I haven’t had enough fun yet… I’ll try to erase his memory first, good practice for controlling the brains of carbon-based life… Ah, failed…”

As Sandora’s words fell, the battered and bruised street-racing guy collapsed on the ground.

“His brain’s fried… probably going to be a vegetable for life…”

Sandora’s tone was light and natural, as if she had just accidentally stepped on a stray dog.

A few minutes later, only a pile of severely twisted metal fragments and a man in a suit whose fate was unknown remained on the highway beside the canal.

Suddenly, the body of the man, who seemed to be dead and whose brain structure Sandora had determined to be completely destroyed, trembled slightly.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he stood up!

“This is all wrong, those monsters…” Despite the unmistakable panic and fear in his voice, the man’s injuries seemed to have completely disappeared; he agiley flipped to his feet, muttering under his breath as he walked towards the wreckage of the sports car, now turned to scrap metal. Looking at the steel body that was torn apart by bare hands, his face showed clear shock, “This frame was made from X alloy, surpassing current technological levels…”

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After a search, the man pulled a small square box from under the wreckage and extracted a pair of button-like objects—one he put in his ear, the other he held close to his mouth.

“It’s me, I failed, we should start over, they’re stronger than we thought. A girl with red eyes could withstand over thirty tons of instant force face-to-face, and another girl who almost looks like her sister managed to tear apart a solid X alloy beam with her bare hands. The abilities of the others are unknown, but that girl said to be a princess seems to have some ability to destroy an enemy’s spirit or something similar… Fuck! Less talk! I almost died just now! The princess cooked my brain stem! I still have over half a kilogram of car parts in my body! That’s it… shift our focus onto other small organizations, let’s delay the goods for two days…”

After putting down the communication “buttons,” the blood-covered man angrily threw the device on the ground and fiercely stomped it into pieces.

“Damn it, a bunch of monsters… But at least it’s clear these folks aren’t exactly human rights advocates… Maybe they can still be manipulated…”

Meanwhile, those superhumans he referred to as “monsters” were comfortably lounging on the living room sofas, beginning another round of idleness…

Ah, this is life…

“I didn’t expect that guy to be so useless,” Sandora yawned and said, the grease on her lips and the twelve neatly arranged plates next to her were striking, “He couldn’t even speak a word, a little resistance would have been nice…”

“A rich boy who thinks he can go crazy with money, what could you expect from him?”

Qianqian did not hide her disdain for today’s encounter with the Street Racing Gang, who always found those who bully by throwing their weight and wealth particularly annoying. Though it wasn’t confirmed if the guy driving the sports car was a rich boy, his reckless driving on a pedestrian path thoroughly displeased Qianqian.

Just then, a tiny white figure suddenly ran down from upstairs.

“Yiya… Dad… Daddy… hug…”

Ah, now I know why something felt off the moment I stepped through the door today—Little Baobao didn’t rush to greet me immediately upon my return, not typical of her lively character. What was she doing upstairs just now?

As I embraced my joyously squealing “little daughter,” I voiced my surprise.

“You don’t care at all about your own daughter,” Sandora shook her head repeatedly with a look of regret, “Little Baobao has really been bothered these past few days…”

“Bothered?”

My face showed total bewilderment, then my gaze focused on Little Baobao, who snuggled in my arms like a little kitten. The words “bothered,” glowing grey in my imagination, oscillated around this naïve little girl then shattered abruptly.

Impossible, right?

These words should never normally be associated with an existence like Little Baobao, right? She should be the eternal Little Loli who would still be lying by the poolside a hundred thousand years later, chatting incessantly with the fish inside while holding a lollipop in her mouth, right?

I admit the latter part is just my meaningless rant…

“Did you really think Visca came just to give you an extra sister?”

As I confronted her, my face blank, Sandora expressed her discontent right away.

I nodded.

“Ah Jun, you’re really beyond help…” Sandora, looking utterly defeated, flopped onto the floor and then rushed over to tug at my ear, “Can’t you at least show a little concern for your own troops for once, aaahhh!!!”