The Creatures That We Are

Chapter 656: Poisons Cancel Out

Swoosh. The white light shot out of the screen and left the study room, entering the clock on the living room wall. Then there was another flash. The man had jumped to an unknown surface.

Zhong He answered the door, breaking into a smile that said he had anticipated the visitors.

It was a man and a woman—Correcting Sickle and Succubus from Qilin Guild’s Team Yan Liang. Succubus had finished her mission with Dr. Jia, leaving only Xiao Xin under torment.

Correcting Sickle was dressed in a formal suit with a long white coat. He nodded at Zhong He in greeting before walking in.

“We meet again.”

Succubus wore makeup that accentuated her seductive nature with a pink dress hugging her pronounced curves, the fabric smooth and translucent; actually, it was beyond the realm of seduction and toed the line of fully exposing herself.

Swaying her thin waist, she sauntered to Zhong He and touched his face with a smile.

Zhong He didn’t move, but a black shadow appeared suddenly to cover him from head to toe, turning him into a warrior in black armor.

Succubus paused before pulling her hand back. “Don’t be so scared, boy. I’m not going to eat you.”

Zhong He lifted her armor and affected a flirtatious tone. “I simply don’t like the aggressive type.”

What a joke! Your body itself is made of poison. Getting intimate with you isn’t going to be a little death, but just death.

“How can you say that?” Succubus said coquettishly. “Then...you’ll take the initiative next time?”

Zhong He didn’t respond, and his smile didn’t reach his eyes.

Succubus followed Correcting Sickle into the study room.

“Mr. Gregor.” Correcting Sickle was polite but stiff. “Have you considered joining the Qilin Guild?”

“Hey! What the hell’s with you?” Gregor was impatient. “Why don’t your two organizations, as well as the one called the Twelve Zodiac Signs, fight and decide a winner? Stop fucking harassing me in turn!”

Succubus approached Gregor with a smile and suddenly pushed him back onto his swivel chair, straddling his lap and pressing her voluptuous supple body against his.

“Um, huh? What is this?” Gregor was forced to lean back into the chair, and the chair creaked.

“A writer’s going to taste wonderful.” Succubus leered at him. “How about it? Want to have a good time?”

Gregor’s eyes lit up after a delay. “Do you mean a good time?”

“What else?” Succubus gently caressed his face.

“Mr. Gregor.” Lying Wood chimed in to warn him. “Miss Succubus’ all poison. I’ll suggest you be careful.”

“Oh, that’s fine.” Gregor panted, already getting aroused. “I’m all poison too. It cancels out.”

Succubus giggled while covering her mouth, slapping Gregor’s chest. “You’re naughty.”

Goldthread swallowed a scoff. He was being all philosophical with me, but he turned out to be a lecherous man thinking with his lower head. And the newly appointed Elder Yan Liang resorts to seduction in order to recruit people. That’s low.

Gregor seemed to have read Goldthread\'s thoughts. While putting an arm around Succubus’ waist, he mumbled, “Women annoy me sometimes but make me yearn other times, easily breaking down my mental walls and turning me into a slave of desires...”

Noticing that the others weren’t leaving the room, he said, “Hey, you can’t be this obstinate, right? It’s now my private time with Miss Succubus.”

Goldthread and Lying Wood weren’t going to leave, of course. They were here to hinder the Qilin Guild from getting what they wanted.

“Patience.” Succubus got up from Gregor’s body. “Once you join the Qilin Guild, we’ll have plenty of time to have fun.”

“Forget it.” Gregor sobered up immediately. “I don’t need that kind of release that much. I’ll just endure it. I still want to write...”

Goldthread almost laugh out loud. I apologize, Gregor. You’re a special one.

Correcting Sickle didn’t think that Succubus would be able to easily persuade the man, so the attempt at seduction was merely a distraction. While Gregor was distracted, he had quietly used Memory Tailor on Gregor and made slight adjustments to his memory from a few minutes ago, lowering Gregor’s goodwill and trust for Lying Wood.

Now, Gregor’s impressions of them were at a balance.

Correcting Sickle turned to Goldthread, speaking coldly, “I’ll have to remind you, Goldthread, that the Poison Rune Circuit isn’t actually the Union’s possession, but simply entrusted to you for safekeeping. Its use must be under the agreement of the other two organizations, or you’ll have to bear the consequences.”

In other words, if the Union helped Gregor get Pestilence to level 4, there was the risk of the man turning against them and seizing the Rune Circuit for level 8. Then how was the Union going to remedy that?

“Don’t worry. We’ll bear the responsibility,” Lying Wood said with a smile.

“I’m afraid you won’t be capable of that,” Correcting Sickle shot back.

“Watch your tongue and stop running it.” Zhong He was cleaning with a broom and a dustpan outside the door. He just about had enough. “I may not be able to defeat your boss, but I’m more than enough to deal with you.”

And he wasn’t being overly confident. His Phantom had reached level 5 and he’d accumulated much more experience in real fight, making him a much more formidable opponent.

Correcting Sickle remained calm, and Succubus still had a smile on her face; not only didn’t she fear the young man, but she found him more attractive.

“I don’t mean to start trouble,” Correcting Sickle said calmly. “I’m merely stating the truth.”

“The river east may turn into the river west in thirty years. Nothing is constant.”

Zhong He smiled confidently. In his opinion, the Hundred Rivers Union had the advantage in numbers. More and more would comprehend higher-ranking Talents, and it was only a matter of time for the Union to become an equal to the Qilin Guild.

His confidence seemed laughable to Correcting Sickle, but he understood him, even pitied him. You know nothing about how terrifying Qilin is, kid.

“I’ll say again, I don’t mean to start anything...”

“Enough, shut up!” Gregor had run out of his limited patience. “Your talk is giving me a fucking headache, and all my inspiration’s evaporating...”

“Mr. Gregor,” Lying Wood said pleasantly. “About what we said...”

“Wait till I have the opening of the story!” Gregor yelled. “I’m not seeing anyone before that! Just get out of here, go! Or I’m gonna unleash my poison!”

The word “poison” made all of them shudder.

“Then we’ll leave you to it. I hope inspirations find you and allow you to write like God’s talking through you.” Lying Wood said his parting words before leaving with Goldthread and Zhong He.

“We’ll take our leave too.” Correcting Sickle glanced at Succubus, and they left too.

The group of five walked out of Gregor’s place and headed to the elevator together, the air between them quiet and strange.

Ding. When they reached the elevator, it opened automatically.