Raise the knife, swing it, four-direction cut.
Path to Acheron is the blade that cuts through silence, coming from the endless quantum deep sea.
When it cuts down, it brings complete silence, with no dying struggles.
The fluorescent skin of the Titan emitted a red glow, and its giant fist came crashing down.
Zhao Bai did not dodge, slashing upward again.
The crescent-shaped deep blue light shot into the sky, the Titan’s body split in two, completely turning to nothingness, leaving only faint traces of explosives on the ground, with no evidence of its existence.
It disappeared.
“Finally resolved completely.” Zhao Bai muttered to himself, sitting down heavily on the ground, gasping for breath.
It looked effortless, but in reality, every step was within his calculations; a slight misstep could lead to utter ruin.
Amidst the layers of intricate plans, he lured the Titan out of the hazardous chemical warehouse and narrowly defeated it.
“Project Bunny, delete all records of tonight.” “Agreed.” According to the previous agreement, Project Bunny was deleting everything from tonight.
“Wait, leave this one.” Zhao Bai called to a halt just in time, downloading a freshly edited video to his phone, where Bronya exclaimed that she wanted to eat greens.
This was a precious historical relic that had to be preserved.
Confirming that the historical record was clean, with no suspicious traces left, Zhao Bai returned home satisfied.
After midnight, Zhao Bai opened the door.
Theresa was sleeping soundly, the thunderous noise hadn’t woken her.
But there was no need to rush; sooner or later, the news would reach her ears; he just needed to wait.
Zhao Bai lay on the bed, finally relaxing and falling asleep.
The Titan vanished by the river, but the commotion it caused did not disappear.
The surveillance camera saw the Titan rushing towards the lakeside, then it completely vanished like a stone sinking into the sea.
By the time Zhao Bai stealthily returned, that area had already been completely sealed off.
Tesla watched everything unfold, helpless.
“Who on earth is this guy?” “Tesla?” Someone spoke.
Although in a quantum state where no one could see, she still instinctively felt her hair stand on end.
This voice was too familiar to Tesla.
In an instant, emotions like shyness and guilt flashed through her heart.
Tesla turned around and saw a lazy girl standing behind her, with blue hair and blue eyes, a round face like a doll, with a slight natural curl.
If tidied up a bit, she would definitely be a stunning beauty.
Wearing a white shirt, a light-colored coat, and a light purple tie.
Lieserl·Albert·Einstein.
Shortened to Ein.
Ein rested her hands on her chest, her right hand holding a blueberry-flavored lollipop between her fingers, her pupils reflecting a hint of fatigue.
She teased, “The rendezvous point chosen by Welt is under lockdown.
Do you have any clues, Tesla?” “None!” “Well, that’s quite unfortunate then.” Ein was always so languid: “Information transmission is very necessary.
The once desolate lakeside is now under lockdown; it’s time to find a new location at Saint Freya Academy.” Tesla was just being tsundere; she wasn’t foolish at all, in fact, she was quite clever.
After thinking for a while, she finally understood what Ein meant.
However, Tesla was a bit puzzled as to why Ein, who was notoriously low in emotional intelligence, was being so understanding today, giving Tesla a way out amidst the awkwardness.
“Project Bunny was dropped, the hard drive is severely damaged, and all the data from last night is lost?” Bronya repeated, “Bronya doesn’t believe it.” “Believe it or not, it’s up to you.” Zhao Bai placed a plate on the table, which held a set of ceramic knives, with a black sausage quietly lying in the center, served without any sauce, taken straight from its packaging.
1986, Soviet space.
Sausages specially made for astronauts, low in moisture, but every grain of black fish roe was so plump.
Is there some Forbidden Tech food preservation technology at play?
Bronya closed her eyes, savoring the flavors from thirty years ago, the breeze from the Volga River flowing quietly in her stomach…
She liked her food simple.
Ready to eat right out of the bag, with a long shelf life, and easy to store.
If only the taste were a bit more exquisite.
This black fish roe sausage perfectly met all her needs, and Zhao Bai even drizzled a spoonful of white salad dressing over it, paired with Siberian milk mashed potatoes.
The salad dressing was thick and milky white, the mashed potatoes had been sifted twice and mixed with whole milk, losing the coarse texture of ordinary potatoes, complemented by the rare black fish roe sausage.
Incredibly delicious.
Everything was just right, but Bronya felt something was off.
“How do you explain this?” Bronya asked, tossing a photo onto the table.
The photo was blurry, like a screenshot from surveillance footage, showing Zhao Bai with Project Bunny, Zhao Bai lying in Project Bunny’s arms in a princess carry.
Indeed, although Theresa had quickly sealed off the news, this image still circulated.
Now, Zhao Bai was dubbed “the man accepted by Project Bunny.” A day passed, and fan fiction had already spread.
Not Zhao Bai×Project Bunny, but Zhao Bai×Bronya.
Surprisingly wholesome and suitable for all ages, it truly wasted the anxious anticipation.
Something felt wrong…
He would never have thought that in the end, he would still be caught up in a scandal.
Moreover…
with a little loli.
How to handle it, Zhao Bai didn’t know; he hadn’t thought about this at all.
After a moment of contemplation, Zhao Bai tentatively asked, “How about…
every time you come to eat, I give you a 20% discount?
Plus a free drink.” “Is Bronya’s reputation only worth a 20% discount?” “Then what do you suggest?” Bronya fell into deep thought; in truth, she didn’t really understand these things, just instinctively felt it was troublesome.
When she got up this morning, she knew nothing, and Aunt Himeko walked in with champagne, opening it and drinking it in one go, even pouring a glass for Bronya.
Looking at the golden liquid with bubbles rising and bursting, it felt like life itself.
Bronya suddenly felt grown up.
From the dormitory to the classroom and then to Zhao Bai’s restaurant, Bronya received forty-six blessings, and a suspicious maid at the door even handed her a bouquet of pink roses.
Bronya searched online for the meaning of pink roses.
Admiration, temptation, first love, union…
And pregnancy.
Even someone as emotionally detached as Bronya could sense a rather terrible feeling, thinking that this couldn’t go on, she had to find Zhao Bai and clarify the matter.
“What exactly happened in the warehouse last night?” Bronya’s gaze was piercing.