Chapter 517: It’s Just Because You Like It Big
Chapter 517: It’s Just Because You Like It Big
Steve worried too much. Fang Cheng had no plans to stay in North America. After losing the strategic-level pursuer, he looped around and flew toward the coast.
Even though the fight with Steve was messy and he’d been chased off, it showed how much stronger Fang Cheng had become. The last time he’d faced someone as strong as Isis, he’d been crushed instantly. None of his counterattacks worked, and it left a small shadow in his mind.
This time, he’d traded blows with Steve, mocked him to his face, and still escaped easily. That proved Fang Cheng was nearly at a strategic level. Next time he met Isis, he wouldn’t need help—he could handle her alone.
In under half an hour, flying at full speed, Fang Cheng crossed California, left North America’s waters, and entered the Pacific Ocean. Using his link to his doppelganger, he soon found the Ark drifting lazily over the sea. The priceless spaceship had slipped away from North America unnoticed.
Most of the base’s informed personnel were dead; the rest had been dragged out by him. Only the backers in North America still knew about the Ark. Would they dare tell the North American government? Fang Cheng didn’t know and didn’t care. He aimed to take the spaceship straight to Hokkaido.
The Ark wasn’t peaceful. Survivors stirred when they realized they’d left North America. Dr. X barely kept order since most were his researchers. Still, a few troublemakers tried to act up.
When Fang Cheng returned, he threw the troublemakers into the sea for the sea monsters. The unrest died instantly. Everyone eagerly offered to follow him, even work for free for years. But Fang Cheng didn’t trust them. He didn’t believe his personality charm could make grown men loyal. With women, maybe—if he used his looks.
He had no plans to do that. Instead, he copied the memories of the Ark’s surviving crew and let his doppelganger control the spaceship. He’d keep the others penned up like livestock. If Dr. X restarted a research institute, they could help.
The night passed. North America still scrambled to understand the previous night’s events while the Ark cruised the Pacific. Fang Cheng watched the sunrise on the deck, then went to Ye Yuqing’s room. She’d been exhausted the night before—was she awake?
He pushed the door open and saw her removing her underwear.
“Ah!”
She hurled it at his face, yanked the blanket over herself, and glared. “Why didn’t you knock?”
Fang Cheng caught the underwear, sniffed it, and tossed it aside. “What’s the big deal? I’ve seen it before.”
Ye Yuqing’s face reddened. “You’re disgusting.”
“Delicious, could eat three bowls.”
“Eww~~”
As Fang Cheng approached, Ye Yuqing felt nervous tingles mixed with anticipation, acutely aware of her nakedness.
He simply sat by the bed, taking her hand. “Still tired?”
She shook her head. Last night’s exhaustion had mostly faded after sleep. Her enhanced body hummed with vigorous life force.
“Hungry? I’ll make you something.”
Her stomach growled instantly. “Hurry up then.”
“Done in a sec.”
He stood and unbuckled his pants.
Ye Yuqing froze, then hurled a pillow. “Get lost!”
Chuckling, Fang Cheng ducked out and returned with ramen from the Ark’s cafeteria – the ship held twenty days’ supplies for a thousand crew.
Energy restored, Ye Yuqing vibrated with excitement upon learning they’d be piloting the spaceship home. She bounced up to explore.
Fang Cheng caught her arm. “First things first.”
“What things?”
He resisted the urge to check if her memories reset every seven seconds. “You’re literally dying. Remember?”
“Oh. Right.” She scratched her head, genuinely having forgotten.
“Summon your thigh.”
Ye Yuqing closed her eyes, communing with Tsukimi Narumi. When her lids lifted, cold detachment replaced her usual spark – the goddess now piloted her body.
“Your task?” Fang Cheng prompted.
“Done,” Tsukimi Narumi stated without Iyaya’s theatrics. “The solution’s in your hand.”
He raised his left limb. “Mother’s left hand?”
“Correct. Its soul-mending power.” The goddess’s words came clipped. “I’ll cleave their souls. You mend the fractures.” A beat. “She desires separate vessels.”
Fang Cheng blinked. After years of Asaka Akihime and Ye Yuqing cohabiting one mind, the notion of division felt alien.
“Could… could this be done?”
“It wasn’t difficult.”
“Then I’ll rely on you.”
Fang Cheng instinctively patted her shoulder.
Tsukimi Narumi glanced downward without commenting.
“Hold on!”
Ye Yuqing abruptly regained control of her body and asked with nervousness, “Can I adjust my own face and figure?”
Fang Cheng scoffed, “You think this is some game?”
“It’s possible.”
“Huh…”
To Fang Cheng’s surprise, Tsukimi Narumi actually agreed. Ye Yuqing cheered excitedly, “Woohoo!”
Having played countless network games, she always loved character customization features most.
The Ark’s massive space could accommodate a hundred thousand people for life.
Except for a small area reserved for survivors, the entire place belonged to Fang Cheng without disturbance concerns.
Fang Cheng located an empty spot to address the soul problem.
Ye Yuqing chatted with Asaka Akihime about appearance adjustments, clearly prioritizing this over spiritual matters.
After Ye Yuqing finished setting up her body data, Asaka Akihime stared mutely for moments.
“Yuqing… isn’t this too large?”
“Nope, feels perfect to me.”
“Won’t they sag eventually?”
“Good elasticity prevents that.”
When persuasion failed, Asaka Akihime threw a pleading gaze at Fang Cheng.
With only one opportunity for appearance changes, mistakes would be permanent.
Fang Cheng made Ye Yuqing sketch her desired appearance.
Upon seeing the completed drawing, Fang Cheng nearly choked.
The crudely drawn woman featured two basketball-sized lumps on her chest and rear.
“Planning to join women’s basketball and foul others with those?”
“Not true!”
As Ye Yuqing tried defending her design, Fang Cheng’s mockery made her snap: “You’re the one who likes big ones!”
“Yuqing…”
Though touched, Fang Cheng rejected firmly: “Alter it, or I’ll have Tsukimi Narumi microwave-ify you.”
“You bastard!”
The final face-pinching step was decided through discussion among the three of them.
Since Fang Cheng would also use this new body later, he had voting rights too.
After reaching a decision, they finally commenced.
Tsukimi Narumi helped drag Ye Yuqing’s soul from her physical body.
Fang Cheng observed the spiritual entities and gasped upon seeing Ye Yuqing and Asaka Akihime sharing one soul.
Their fused soul resembled conjoined twins – two identical heads sharing a single torso.
A deep crack already split the space between their heads, nearly cleaving the entire soul.
Genuine separation would leave each with only half a soul, guaranteeing death.
Both extracted souls had closed eyes like peacefully sleeping figures.
Fang Cheng asked, “Why are they unconscious?”
Tsukimi Narumi’s disembodied voice answered, “I induced sleep. Soul tearing brings unbearable pain that could make them vanish.”
Fang Cheng nodded, understanding it resembled surgical anesthesia.
“Begin.”
Tsukimi Narumi’s power wrapped around the twin souls, gradually pulling them apart.
Fang Cheng watched with greater nervousness than he’d ever felt fighting Isis.
Though unconscious, both women’s faces twisted in agony during the separation.
The process lasted mere seconds, yet each moment stretched like hours for Fang Cheng.
When fully divided, each soul retained partial bodily form.
Their pain intensified as the souls visibly deteriorated.
Tsukimi Narumi urged, “Quick! I’ll shield Ye Yuqing.”
Already moving, Fang Cheng pressed his left hand against Asaka Akihime’s soul.
His palm emitted the same faint glow used for Word Spirit Technique healing.
Numbered alerts flashed across his vision:
-2
-3
-2
-4
Life points dwindled, but Fang Cheng kept unwavering focus on the repairing soul.
The maternal left hand’s power visibly mended the soul’s torn edges.
Within a minute, Asaka Akihime regenerated her missing half-body and limbs, becoming whole again.
The restored soul now glowed faintly with renewed resilience.
After securing Asaka Akihime, Fang Cheng carefully repeated the process for Ye Yuqing.
As completion flashed, a black hole materialized and swallowed both intact souls.