【Interstellar Contract Magician】Ruyuanke

Chapter 193 [Empire] Overheating and Overload

I caught Bai Zhi, who had fallen limply. He lay limp in my arms, his entire body drenched in sweat. He was so weak that he could only open his eyes a tiny slit, his pupils still a bright purple, as he murmured softly, "Wife..."

I held him, ruffled his hair and big, furry ears, and whispered, "It's okay, baby. It's okay."

The man squinted his eyes in comfort, then finally, with some effort, opened them, a look of unease in his eyes. I took advantage of the situation and pulled him into my arms. The little male nestled in my arms, completely at my mercy, ready to be exploited. I sighed silently inwardly. As expected of an Orc male, he acted so casually, it really made me... want to make a move.

I hugged the child into the quilt. The male in my arms was very docile.

I couldn't help but start thinking about what had just happened.

Rain is indeed dangerous. There is something in the rain that can bewitch people.

But it seems that they cannot enter the house directly, otherwise, they would not choose to seduce rather than break in to attack and capture.

Bai Zhi is very sensitive to or familiar with these abilities, and he seems to have a way to avoid being affected by them, whether it is himself or others.

I felt my entire body absorbing heat at a rate of almost 360 degrees. My skin was warm, the air was warm, and the warmth was coming from all directions...

I somehow relaxed completely, feeling comfortable yet out of control. A comfortable yet out-of-control feeling. I wanted to wallow, yet I knew I absolutely couldn't. But I couldn't break free. The oxygen in my chest seemed to be leaving me, and my senses were dulling to varying degrees. They were becoming less sensitive, harder to mobilize. Like a fish in warm water, a frog in tepid water, I blissfully surrendered my ability to escape. Even the slightest bit of indulgence made it incredibly difficult to wake up. I was truly exhausted. Already very sleepy...

I felt drowsy, drowsy, and the world seemed to be drifting further and further away from me... No, no... It felt so comfortable, so warm, and I didn't know if it came from the inside out or from the outside in, but this feeling of drowning in it was truly entangling. Sticky, entangled, as if we were coexisting together, indistinguishable from each other, indistinguishable from each other, not allowed to distinguish between you and me, not allowed to distinguish between you and me.

It's hard to describe the feeling. I just know my entire body is burning. From a place that seems detached from my limbs, a hollow, nonexistent part, the heat gradually intensifies, ironing the very core of my internal organs, like the center of the body, like the heart, or even more like, a place that still doesn't exist. It's like some organs in Traditional Chinese Medicine, which aren't actually independent organs in the physiological sense, but rather a system responsible for a specific physiological function. When that place feels hot, my entire body feels hot. I don't know what this situation is, what state it is, but I feel like the power car of an old train, so crammed with coal that it's about to burst. To prevent themselves from being swallowed by the endless supply of coal, the workers keep shoveling coal into the steam furnace, one shovel after another.

The entire furnace, the entire train, was operating in a kind of electrical overload mode. Just like me now.