“To take Pingping drifting down the river—then you’ll become a message in a bottle!” Jiang Yan gazed at the out-of-place quip and thought it was exactly the kind of joke Le Yi would make. She set the drawing aside and emptied Pingping’s file. Aside from the picture, there were only two sheets of paper. They… Continue reading Tricked 058: Hypnosis
Cub 149: Not So Concerned…Really?
After the thing behind the pollution was destroyed, the pollution as a whole collapsed, beginning to recede from its spread across the interstellar regions back to the few places where it first appeared, neither too quickly nor too slowly. The front line as a whole advanced, and the already revived Crown Clan's habitat planet was… Continue reading Cub 149: Not So Concerned…Really?
Tricked 057: Pingping
Jiang Yan stared at the photograph for a long time. Her expression was hard to read as she recalled what Le Yi had just said to her in the hospital room. —“It’s not that we can’t be controlled, but that thing doesn’t want to control us.” “You need to be conscious enough to experience true… Continue reading Tricked 057: Pingping
Cub 148: Let’s Go, I’ll Take You… Home
Even now, even having recovered his past memories, Chao Huangmu had not changed much—outwardly passionate, but for matters not involving Chu Zao, he showed little interest. Thus, he awoke quickly from that momentary temptation and illusion; he and the black psionic dragon behind him both straining to smash through the ‘god’s’ outer shell, trying once… Continue reading Cub 148: Let’s Go, I’ll Take You… Home
Tricked 056: Circus
Because she'd stayed up all night, as soon as Le Yi finished her sentence, she hugged her pillow and fell into a deep sleep. Jiang Yan, beside her, clenched her teeth with a smile. [I bet Jiang Yan’s considering whether a forced confession might work.] [I think so too. She has the information but won’t… Continue reading Tricked 056: Circus
Cub 147: Who Breaks Down First?
Clansis had never heard of such a thing. The voice guiding Amos fell silent for a moment. It seemed to inspect Amos’s psionic longsword again with suspicion. ‘Are you telling me that was chewed by your little Crown Clan brat?’ Such an absurd note was rarely heard from the ever-unflappable Emperor Clansis. Through all these… Continue reading Cub 147: Who Breaks Down First?
Cub 146: The Emperor Clansis Who Perished Amid the Pollution
Impossible. In a place like this, that little one couldn’t possibly break in— That bloodshot eyeball, suddenly wrenched apart by Chao Huangmu’s surprise attack, was dyed with shock as Chao Huangmu's psionic blow struck it head-on. He had been too much in control before, everything smooth sailing, so naturally, he had overlooked many things. For… Continue reading Cub 146: The Emperor Clansis Who Perished Amid the Pollution
Cub 145: Did You Think You Were Only Suppressed by Me? Trash.
If my race is fated to perish, then let me carry it forward into hope for the future. It had always waited for this day—because it knew this meant the long night would end, and they would reach the other shore. The moment the Angel Spring Stone’s radiance fully dissipated, the golden coronet above Chu… Continue reading Cub 145: Did You Think You Were Only Suppressed by Me? Trash.
Tricked 055: Le Yi
Shen Xiaoxiao was a bit confused. “Is being clever really a way to judge if someone’s alive or not?” Her expression was tinged with both fear and a sense of loss. “Does that mean I don’t seem alive, either?” Jiang Yan ignored Shen Xiaoxiao’s self-important remark and instead asked, “What were you doing when you… Continue reading Tricked 055: Le Yi
Cub 144: If You Have No Body, The Soul Can Still Be A Blade
Even after regaining their memories, understanding at last, their fate in the next moment was already set—after finding their home, there was no way to return. Like a starship with a broken system, after receiving the last transmission from home, it could never come back. The unique psionic embodiments forged by the psychic coronets, surviving… Continue reading Cub 144: If You Have No Body, The Soul Can Still Be A Blade