Girl, There's Something Wrong With You - Chapter 46

“At the moment of passing through the light gate, the restrictions related to blood energy interaction were lifted.”

“But essentially, it wasn’t about lifting a restriction; rather, a new interface was added.”

“After killing the target, the dispersion value of the blood energy is around 1.25%, while the absorption value is about 0.89%. There isn’t a clear coefficient related to this, but the order of magnitude fits the previous estimates.”

“If no target is killed after passing through the light gate, the restriction is lifted in about 15 minutes. This means that the newly added interface is only effective within 15 minutes.”

“Cai Zhaoqin calls this interface ‘blessing.’ What nonsense? This is clearly automated.”

“It is estimated that through this method, the efficiency of absorbing blood energy can be increased to about 200,000 Ma per night… assuming that 40% of the targets cannot be killed. As strength and kill success rate increase in the future, the absorption efficiency will also rise, but I doubt if these two factors are positively correlated.”

“Nobody has mastered dual-purpose use in a demonic state, severely affecting kill success rates. Sometimes I wonder if I’m teaching a bunch of monkeys. Is it really that difficult?”

“I hope today is not a boring day.”

After mentally drafting last night’s dream as a “journal entry,” Wang Wanrou slowly opened her eyes.

The soft morning light streamed in through the window.

Besides Yang Wangshu, who was still sound asleep, Cheng Jinyang and the other girls had already left.

She got up slowly, changed clothes, and went outside, checking the time.

At this point, Cheng Jinyang should be at work. Although as a Governor he needs to manage many affairs, the government would run just as smoothly with or without him. The so-called “work” is just a means to showcase power, truly boring.

“Good morning, Wanrou!” The cheerful Qingqing girl came running up to greet her.

Every morning, half an hour after breakfast, Chu Qingqing is accustomed to jogging a lap around the residence and then another lap around the nearby area.

Unlike Li Qingwan’s training, which has specific goals, this girl simply enjoys exercising, which is the so-called “hot-blooded fool” type.

Wang Miss didn’t understand the joy of such physical exhaustion but knew better than to try and understand a fool’s way of thinking, so she just watched silently.

“Ah, so refreshing.” Chu Qingqing wiped the sweat from her forehead, took a few sips from her water bottle, and said with a smile, “The weather is great today. Jinqi said they’re going shopping later. Are you going?”

“No,” Wang Wanrou replied succinctly.

“Then forget it. I already invited you anyway,” Qingqing said with no surprise, smiling.

Shopping, essentially a way to indulge oneself through consumption, mostly involves buying clothes.

However, Wang Miss was certain that no clothes could enhance her beauty further, as her beauty had already reached the world’s limits.

Since anything would look good on her, there was no need for careful selection.

After picking up a few books from the study, Wang Wanrou returned to her room, where Cui Jinqi, who had been lying in wait, pounced and grabbed her leg.

“Waah, Wanrou, please come with me! Please, please!”

“No, go away!” Wang Wanrou impatiently pushed her away.

However, Cui Xiaoniang knew that despite Wang Miss’s outwardly harsh attitude, her inner mood might not be so bad, so she persistently clung on:

“Wanrou, you’re the best. Just come with me. I saw a dress in the store yesterday that would look great on you…”

“In this world, how could there be a dress worthy of me?” Wang Miss was perplexed.

Half an hour later.

…So why did I come here?

With a face full of indifference, Miss Wang was dragged along by the beaming Cui Jinqi, accompanied by Xing Yuanzhi, Chu Qingqing, Li Qingwan, Zheng Qiupei, and Lu Qingyun. The seven little fairies held hands and chatted as they strolled through the streets, as if they were close sisters.

She had originally planned to bring Xiao Wangshu along, but the masked girl clung to the doorknob, refusing to leave, declaring, “If you force me out, it’s as good as killing me,” so everyone had to leave her behind.

The shopping trip was initiated by Sister Xiao Pei, aiming to mend the rifts caused by previous quarrels. Sister Xiao Pei couldn’t stand seeing her friends at odds with each other.

Throughout the outing, she made a point to engage in conversation with Yuanzhi, Qingqing, and Jinqi, creating a very harmonious atmosphere.

Miss Wang had no interest in the grudges and conflicts among these three girls. To her, it was as pointless as watching three mother monkeys fight over mating rights for the position of alpha. She was only focused on her own thoughts.

After the recent attack, Su Zigao would undoubtedly become suspicious of his clone army. However, with his forces stretched thin, the best strategy was to quickly arrange an exchange with the enemy and urge Liyang to produce new clones.

This was essentially a standard “enclose three and block one” tactic, sealing off all other paths and leaving only a trap for the enemy to fall into.

From the start, after capturing a clone prisoner and reading the information about the production line from his memory, Wang Wanrou had already discerned the Liyang army’s fatal flaw:

The cloning technology relied on the abilities of demons, which was a black box to Liyang. They had no understanding of the mechanism or how to detect if something went wrong.

In other words, even if a mental virus was implanted into the clone production line, Liyang’s army would not be able to detect it.

This made the entire war quite simple: control the clone production line, induce Su Zigao’s suspicions about his clone army, leading him to initiate a purge within the military, and continuously replace the problematic clones from Liyang, ultimately achieving a complete blood transfusion while the control of the Liyang army quietly changed hands.

The most critical part was how to implant the mental virus into the clone production line. After all, they used demon flesh and blood regeneration technology, and under this technical framework, forcibly using mental powers was incompatible. Even someone as powerful as Miss Wang’s father could not use a mental amplifier to brainwash these clone troops collectively.

However, as if by fate’s jest, through in-depth analysis of the “dream revival mechanism,” Miss Wang happened to understand some of the demons’ flesh and blood regeneration technology…

“Rourou!” Zheng Qiupei’s voice broke her train of thought. “How does this dress look on you?”

She held up a dress in front of Miss Wang, while the other girls beside her kept saying things like “Wow, it looks great,” “It’s perfect for Wanrou,” “Buy it, buy it,” and other meaningless praises.

Which dress wouldn’t look good on me? After all, I’m already beautiful.

Miss Wang thought leisurely, a slight smile playing at her lips.

Seeing her smile, Zheng Qiupei immediately bought the dress.

…In any case, before fully reaping the benefits of this war in Jingkou, let them continue their foolish fighting.

Miss Wang’s gaze drifted past the shop windows and the bustling crowd in the street, turning toward the distant sky.