I'm living off a woman in Arknights.

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[Stamina -15]

"Ugh!" Yun Yi instinctively leaned back, withdrawing his hand from Shi Huaiya's knuckles and clutching his chest, which had ached for a moment, only to find that it didn't hurt at all. "Huh? It doesn't hurt?"

"If you want to feel pain, I can let you feel it again." Swire pulled her tail out from between Yun Yi's fingers and responded softly. Judging from her eager eyes, this was clearly not just a joke.

Yun Yi decisively let go and waved his hand in refusal: "No, no, let's watch the projection instead!"

"Hmph!" Swire exhaled with a hint of regret. Yun Yi chuckled and moved back a little in his seat, afraid that she would hit him again. "I really know I was wrong!"

Yun Yi was overthinking it; Shi Huaiya's temper flared up and subsided quickly.

Relying on her strong rationality, the blush on her face quickly faded, and her feelings of embarrassment and annoyance also quietly disappeared.

In a split second, Swire regained her composure after her momentary irrationality, only frowning as she warned, "If you talk nonsense again, I'll tear a piece of your flesh off!"

Volume Two: Fireworks at Longmen: Chapter 108 Shi Huaiya: If Yun Yi hasn't forgotten, should I feed him or not?

Yun Yi guiltily averted her gaze; she couldn't guarantee that.

For her, it's almost instinctive to ramble or speak her mind when she's emotionally charged—often, while she's rambling on, her brain is still chasing after her, and she might not even be able to catch up after she's finished speaking.

In fact, sometimes she doesn't quite understand what constitutes nonsense.

I always feel that everyone's judgment on this matter is very different from her own.

Swire couldn't ignore Yun Yi's obvious guilty conscience, but when she thought of the somewhat vulnerable look on her face before the hug and the fact that she had already taught her a lesson, she couldn't help but soften. "Sigh, anyway, be careful."

Don't always blurt things out without thinking!

Swire sighed and rubbed his forehead, thinking about his earlier lapse in composure. This guy knew how to manipulate people's emotions and get them worked up.

If she doesn't do something about it, one day Yun Yi might suddenly say, "I want a kiss"—I think that's already been said, it should be "I like you, let's date"—and Swire wouldn't be surprised at all.

Thinking about it this way, this guy really has an overly "cheerful" personality, and yet she finds it increasingly difficult to discipline him.

It's more accurate to say that children generally dislike being disciplined; if you actually discipline them, they might not be as obedient as they are now...

It's really difficult to deal with someone who is both obedient and disobedient.

After much thought, Shi Huaiya shook off the "water" in her mind from just holding Yun Yi, and her gaze towards Yun Yi gradually changed from shame and annoyance to helplessness, with a hint of indulgent pampering.

Faced with that strange gaze, Yun Yi simply raised his hand and covered Swire's eyes, physically blocking them. "What are you thinking about? Your gaze is so strange."

That look in his eyes... it looks just like how an animal looks at its cubs.

Yun Yi asked suspiciously, "You don't think of me as a child, do you?"

This guy always seems to become perceptive at times like these.

“Even kids know better than you.” Swire lost sight of her, her tiger ears involuntarily twitching into small triangles, but she still spoke bluntly without giving an inch, “You have to be separated and sit at a table with the cubs.”

“A cub…” Yun Yi instinctively felt that the cub the other person was referring to was an infant. He blinked and suddenly became curious, “Then will you breastfeed me? I don’t think so.”

"..." *Longmen profanity*

Swire gritted her teeth and swallowed the curse that almost escaped her lips. On the face covered by the upper half of her face, a defiant sneer curled at the corner of her lips. "Of course I can!"

"Drink more milk, it'll help you develop your brain," Swire said, letting out a mischievous chuckle.

Although Yun Yi sensed she was joking, he still withdrew his hand from his eyes and curiously scratched the back of his head, "Does drinking Terra's milk make your brain grow?"

The milk from one's past life seems to at most play a role in helping development and maintaining health, but it can't make one's brain smarter.

Will Terra's milk be any different?

After all, in her previous life when she played Arknights, as a Doctor, she drank sanity potions like water and ate Originium like sanity potions.

Terra was able to regain her sanity with all sorts of potions and even Originium, so it's not surprising that brain-boosting milk would appear.

Swire bluntly shattered Yunyi's wild fantasies, saying, "If I could, I would definitely order dozens of batches of milk and feed you every day."

The implication was clear: it was impossible. Yun Yi lowered his brows, his expression one of utter disappointment.

Poetry's tail tip curled slightly; what was there to be disappointed about?

She didn't understand Yun Yi's disappointment, but couldn't help comforting him, "Terra isn't available, but the system shop should have it. If you really want it, you can wait until you have some spare points to exchange for it and give it a try."

“That’s true,” Yun Yi’s mood instantly brightened, his brows relaxed, and curiosity flickered in his eyes again. “Then… will you feed me then?”

"We'll see what happens when the time comes." Swire refused to answer. She shouldn't have been so kind as to comfort this guy—did Yun Yi, with his impulsive nature, really need her to comfort him?

On the contrary, she herself really needs comfort!

What is this and what?

Swire felt a headache and even weakness again, while the culprit was still counting on his fingers, wondering when he would be able to make "when the time comes" come true.

"Stop counting," Swire was really scared of Yun Yi's wildly imaginative thoughts, so she quickly tried to divert his attention. "Didn't we say we wanted to watch the projection? Come on, let's watch."

As she spoke, Swire turned to look at the projection, raised her hand to brush the strands of hair that had been messed up by the hug behind her face, and then pointed to the projection that showed the tall Peloconar.

As expected, the guiding words and actions attracted Yun Yi's attention, and her focus immediately shifted to the projection. Shi Huaiya's shoulders relaxed and she felt relieved.

As she watched the projection, she secretly thought to herself that, in a sense, Yun Yi was truly "gifted" and always managed to achieve his goals.

Originally, she thought the temporary worker was reliable enough, and she even considered letting Yunyi observe the projection himself. She went to 002 to discuss the signal tower matter.

As a result, she was now too afraid to leave and decided to stay with Yunyi until the end.

To avoid the other party doing something out of her sight that could be considered "good intentions, but it's better not to start."

The victims cannot withstand Yunyi's torment.

Because there was no puppet light belt, Swire's rant could not pass through his skull, flesh, and skin to reach Yun Yi's mind. Yun Yi was completely unaware and focused on watching the projection.

On the projection, Anso and Conar huddled together in front of a lavish prison cell.

All the cells are the same.

The reason this cell felt so unrestrained was twofold: firstly, the supplies were scattered carelessly all over the floor; and secondly, the Li Boli man in the cell had a bold and assertive appearance, with strong features and a confident demeanor, exuding an air of extravagance.

“Brother, look, I told you long ago, you got it wrong. If you had listened to your uncle, would you have bothered this girl to make such a special trip?” Li Boli was shaking his head and smugly in front of the projection, but he was actually talking to the two people outside the cell.

Connar carefully held a voice recorder in his hand, the shadow cast by his furrowed brow obscuring his eyes, making it impossible to see his expression. "I made a mistake because I listened to you."

"Oh?" An Su tilted his head, stopped the chain spinning between his fingers, casually grabbed the hook at the end, and took a step towards the cell with a smile. "Looks like someone's up to no good, isn't that right, Uncle?"

“You’ve already used up your chance to lie.” Conar used his massive body to put pressure on Liberi.

To Liboli's left, he saw a dark, gleaming hook that looked incredibly painful to prick; to his right, he saw a tall, imposing man with a mouthful of fangs, who looked like he could kill someone with a single punch.

He swallowed hard, his usually carefree voice suddenly becoming much drier. "Hey buddy, girl, calm down. I'm a very honest person, it's just... just that I have a habitual tendency to be sarcastic. I'll change! Don't get physical, there's no need for that!"

ps:

Regarding the follow-up to breastfeeding - Did you feed her?

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Yunyi (giving a thumbs up): Guess what? (A knowing smile appears on his face)

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Swire (Tiger Tail excitedly pulls out a sonic boom from behind): Don't mention this to me! (Realizing himself, his face turns bright red, and he angrily grabs a large stack of documents and slams them on the table) — Here's another document, Doctor, you can write it too!

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Because the half-year bonus requires more than 15 words per month, I want to give it a try, so I might update three times every 15 days or twice every 15 days going forward.

Although I feel the author probably couldn't do it.

The author types slowly, and it currently takes two to three hours to write a chapter. Sometimes, revising it over and over can take up to four hours (for example, this chapter took about two hours and forty minutes, from 1:30 to 4:10).

I shed tears of envy at those geniuses who can write 10,000 words a day or 700 words in ten minutes.

You need to practice more to be good at cooking T^T

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Volume Two: Fireworks at Longmen: Chapter 109 Yun Yi: It's always been this way (This chapter mainly advances the career storyline)

As Li Boli spoke, he raised his hands high with a "whoosh".

An Suo covered her mouth and chuckled, "Hmm, I also want to believe you, Uncle, but you tricked my companion, didn't you?"

The grappling hook spun in her hand, the cold arc of light reflecting off its blade sweeping across Li Boli's wide, terrified eyes, making his legs tremble. "Wait, wait, I'll tell you, I just didn't want to record, it's not a crime to gouge out my eyes—"

Conar's beastly eyes, hidden in the shadows, stared intently at him. A smirk appeared on his lips, and he interrupted him in a low, concise voice: "The reason."

"Oh dear, young man, you have no idea. This old lady is the same,"

Li Boli raised his hand and sighed, tilting his head and gesturing with his lips to show the two men the supplies that had been thrown everywhere in the cell.

His body trembled with fear, and though he mumbled jokes, his eyes held a stubbornness. "You dare to hand over information so easily? I wouldn't dare—do you know how expensive these things are? They could easily buy this old man like me!"

Such high profits—

"I'm recording with you guys. You might be okay, but my family might not!"

Through the projection, Yun Yi's gaze, along with that of Conar and An Suo, simultaneously fell upon the seemingly ordinary living supplies scattered across the cell floor: compressed biscuits, buckets, blankets, clothes, and so on. They both looked on with disbelief, asking, "How expensive can this be?"

Even though Connar had grown up in slavery and longed for these good things but never got them, he still considered them rare.

He also knew that they were not considered precious in the outside world, and could even be described as common.

With so many people coming and going in the slave market, he overheard a conversation and this common sense was imprinted in his mind.

The two relatively well-dressed individuals, who remained calm even when sharing a cage with him, though appearing somewhat tired, had remarked as follows:

"This place is terrifying!"

"Your reaction time is a bit too long—cough cough, too long. So, finally putting down your eyes that were staring at the stars and looking at this earth?"

"...Yesterday, when I was taken to the exhibition, I saw someone exchange half a bag of moldy bread for a child's eyes. The child was very happy."

"……ha--"

"Ha, cough cough cough, hahaha, you fool! A bucket of barely drinkable water can save three lives!"

"I don't understand. I used to throw away bread I couldn't finish eating and pour out water that had been left overnight. Not only did I do this, but my parents, my wife, my friends, and my neighbors all did it—that's healthy, didn't you tell me that too, teacher?"

"Cough cough cough, what are you trying to say?"

"This starry sky, this land, are they all illusions?"

"this is the truth."

Reiwa II1, the Three Dark Lords, this is reality!

Connor didn't understand why the middle-aged man would say something false, but he knew the old man was right and kept it in mind.

At that moment, Conner, who had been listening silently, understood that even when people live in the same place, they are different from one another, and it is wrong to use one's own perception to judge everything.

Faced with Li Boli's statement that "everyone else is a fool, only I discovered the conspiracy," before a more eloquent rebuttal could be uttered, Conar spoke first: "Your high price is only for us; the people who buy these things won't think they're expensive at all!"

Connor's rebuttal was particularly forceful, but Yun Yi was too overwhelmed with emotion to listen.

She frowned and turned to look at the financial guru in her eyes. "Are these things really as expensive as this person says? Enough to buy him as a person?"

"I had people prepare basic living supplies for twelve days. Because of the bulk purchase and direct sales from the manufacturer, the purchase price was only close to 20. The cost of the supplies in his cell was only about 150."

As he spoke, the poet and financial guru, Huai Ya, unusually showed a troubled expression.

Without complete information, she couldn't make a further judgment. "But this is the price for my subordinates. For this person, these supplies could be worth thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands."

“If a healthy infected person can be sold for 30 on the border of Yan, the same price can buy an entire mining team in Ursus—this price difference of ‘human arbitrage’ drives the cross-regional trafficking chain.”

"In pursuit of 300% or even 3000% profit, they have raised this difference higher and higher, and the victims in the process have become less and less sensitive to the price gap."

Due to differences in region, circumstances, and status, the prices of goods can vary drastically.

Those being trafficked are usually unaware of this change; they remain convinced of the shockingly high price they are seeing.

Yun Yi seemed to understand, "Oh—I see, so for this... these things are really worth hundreds of thousands?"

"It could be tens of thousands, thousands, or even hundreds." Swire crossed her arms, tapping her upper arms lightly with her fingertips, her tiger ears twitching rhythmically as she pondered.

Seeing Yun Yi's furrowed brow and disgusted expression, she stated the facts: "In some countries on this land, the sale of people is strictly prohibited, while in others it is a legitimate business that can be conducted openly. You can imagine, in such an environment, the price of a person..."

Yun Yi pressed his knuckles against his philtrum, took a deep breath, and murmured, "People are as worthless as grass."

Swire paused for a moment, and when she spoke again, her smooth tone was tinged with a hint of difficulty: "That's right, I've heard of real cases where people in some places sell their goods for the price of wild grass that can be picked at will."