Huh? Isn't This A Galgame?
Chapter 311 - 257: The Kitten

Chapter 311: Chapter 257: The Kitten

The person bound by chains in front of him was still breathing heavily. After asking that one word, the blindfolded eyes instinctively turned left and right, seemingly trying hard to identify the location of the uninvited guest who suddenly intruded, but to no avail.

Wen Nan hesitated slightly, raised his hand, gently waved his palm in front of the other person, and received no response.

Xiao Jun had once again lost his perception of him.

Then why did the person across notice when he just inserted his finger?

Wen Nan squinted his eyes and carefully observed the other person’s body in the darkness.

At such close proximity, Wen Nan quickly noticed that on the other person’s skin, among the tiny hairs, besides many beads of sweat, there was a faint golden glow flickering.

That should be the golden glow left by the long sword after the Root Breaking Slash was used just now, covering every inch of the other’s skin, allowing their skin to perceive targets in the test space that should not originally be perceptible.

To verify his speculation, Wen Nan reached out and gently touched the side of the other’s waist.

The moment the skin made contact, the other person’s slender waist immediately trembled, and the muscles of the waist and abdomen instantly tensed up.

Out of self-defense, the other person lifted their leg, the stretched toes aiming precisely at Wen Nan’s legs.

Wen Nan hurriedly dodged to the side, raising his hand to grasp the other’s ankle.

The opponent’s foot jerked back forcefully from Wen Nan’s grip like it had been electrified, causing the chains above to rattle with a crisp sound, nearly causing the person opposite to succumb to their inner panic and summon the Root Breaking Slash again.

However, the arm swung twice, and the golden glow in the palm ultimately failed to form a solid entity.

Worried that the remaining fear value would completely disappear, the other person finally restrained themselves and did not use the skill.

"Who are you, really?" Xiao Jun’s questioning voice was very soft, seemingly worried about alerting the crazy faceless woman outside the door.

For a moment, Wen Nan considered bringing his lips close to the other’s ear, communicating through skin contact, to tell Xiao Jun it was him and to not be afraid.

But as his thoughts shifted, another idea popped into Wen Nan’s mind—

If Xiao Jun didn’t know it was him, would he consider him part of the test space?

If Wen Nan disguised himself as part of this place, would the desire value Xiao Jun produced under such circumstances count towards the transformation rate during the test?

If this reasoning held, Wen Nan should hide his identity as much as possible, and then...

At this thought, the image of previously mincing clam meat in the Divine Staff Sheath unfurled in Wen Nan’s mind unbidden.

Slowly raising his hand, Wen Nan, like a skilled pianist, relied on memory, attempting to play a tune full of spring vitality by plucking the strings through his fingertips.

The idea was good, but the piano was a bit uncooperative. As soon as Wen Nan pressed two strings, the opponent began to resist fiercely.

Even without the Root Breaking Slash, deliberately restraining their other skills and equipment, and with hands bound, the person opposite was still an experienced advanced player; after a few rounds, Wen Nan’s calf had been kicked twice and his wrist bore a line of tooth marks.

The person opposite resembled a startled little beast, their chest heaving, breath rapid. Despite their eyes being covered, they remained alertly fixated in the darkness toward Wen Nan’s direction, as if trying to scare Wen Nan away with this bluff of ferocious pretense.

Wen Nan helplessly shook his head, raised his eyes, glancing at the line of text floating above the opponent’s head—

[Fear Value: 10; Desire Value: 1; Transformation Rate: 9.09%.]

Did it really work?

Wen Nan had almost given up, but now regained confidence, leaning in again, ready to give it his all and play another spirited tune.

However, before the tune even started, he found blood on his fingers and lower lip.

The little beast had been provoked into baring its fangs and claws.

Wen Nan raised his hand, pinching the other’s chin again, and as the opponent was about to bare a row of small incisors to bite him, he spoke in a low warning: "Don’t move."

The golden glow simultaneously flickered faintly under Wen Nan’s palm and beneath the skin at the back of the other’s neck.

This was a command with a very clear direction, automatically triggering the effect of the golden driving rune.

"Little Beast," blinded, unable to see the outside situation, also did not immediately detect the abnormality at the neck due to the cover of Minmin’s skin.

Not knowing whether it was the golden driving rune triggering an instinct to comply, only thinking it was some skill of the pesky guy who suddenly appeared in the darkness that rendered him immobile.

Yu Shujun tilted his neck back, breathing more and more heavily, every muscle in his body tensed, yet as if bound by some invisible thin and tight suit, utterly unable to move.

Wen Nan released his grip on the other’s chin, the pad of his finger tracing the outline of the other’s profile, all the way up, finally lightly pinching the other’s soft earlobe, causing the opponent to tremble and swallow with difficulty.

Above, the numbers jumped again—

[Fear Value: 9; Desire Value: 2; Transformation Rate: 18.18%.]

Seeing the other’s reaction, Wen Nan lifted the other hand, holding the slim waist of his opponent, gently caressing the sweat-drenched skin.

Now, this set of Minmin’s skin, whether in terms of figure or appearance, did not match Wen Nan’s preferences as well as the player Jun Wuming’s skin set, which was transformed by [Infinite Eve].