Chapter 293: Chapter 159 Electronic Frontier (Vote for Monthly Ticket)_2
Like the Tree Elves, they can live for 666 years, but if the Seed of Life, which represents their heart, is dug out and then consumed, that person can live for 666 years.
Indeed, Tree Elves are like living Ginseng Fruits, the peaches of immortality.
A gifted talent bestowed by the heavens has also become the most dreadful curse.
Similarly, the People of Yatun also have a similar flaw.
Men of Yatun are not bad in any way; the drawbacks of the Descendants of Yatun are mostly manifested in females.
First of all, Yatun women have reproductive isolation with men from other races; they cannot bear children with men of different races.
In addition, Yatun women are distinctly uninterested in that aspect of desire before they are deflowered, the type that wouldn’t respond even if they were drugged.
However, under the premise that they are of similar age and there are no direct blood relations,
Yatun men just need to keep caring, looking after, and cherishing, and they can occupy an incredibly important place in a Yatun woman’s heart.
In doing so, the intimate part of a Yatun woman will gradually take on the shape of their beloved.
It’s not a metaphor, that’s literally what it means.
Like Sister Inya, they belong to this category.
Once Bailuo deflowers them, the two sisters will be locked in body and soul by Bailuo, and they will bloom only for him for the rest of their lives.
There’s no need to talk about Sister; Inya is truly so.
Not only that, but once they are locked in heart and body, no matter how strong-willed and domineering a woman is before marriage, afterwards, she will become the most docile and gentle little woman in her husband’s eyes.
It’s just that in Yatun, Bailuo’s shape is indeed a bit too common.
Bailuo: Being too outstanding, coupled with the scarcity of men, I really can’t help it.
Fortunately, such situations are not irreversible or unchangeable.
For instance, when Little Miya and Gonnia get too close to Bailuo, they can improve their relationship by bathing together.
Only family can do such intimate things.
Bailuo is their brother, so they cannot take on his shape.
Before King Yatun, Glarus had no hesitations; he knelt on one knee and recited the ancient oath of allegiance to Bailuo.
“Hmm.”
Although Bailuo still had some doubts about this descendant of the Seven Kings, overall, he was willing to trust him.
The uncle was always accurate in judging people; Bailuo had never seen him make a mistake.
But Bailuo was, after all, the King of Yatun, responsible for everyone, and he could not allow a spy to move freely in Yatun and know all the secrets.
“Ding.”
Bailuo flicked a ring out, and Glarus caught it smoothly: “Is this for a test?”
“Please forgive me.”
“No,” said Glarus, “I am reassured by your actions.”
Although Glarus was often abroad, what he truly cared about was the Yatun Clan; seeing Bailuo treat him cautiously made Glarus happy.
This was a sign of a good leader, a wise King.
“This is...”
Glarus noticed the ring in his hand emitting a brilliant light, and Bailuo looked at the uncle, who nodded in agreement.
Miracle Power is not deceitful; it’s the best lie detector.
The moment Glarus received the Fairy Armor, it immediately resonated with him.
This showed that Glarus’s sense of belonging to Yatun was strong enough to be compared with Elder Mountain Grandpa and the uncle from the older generation.
This was a man who sincerely loved the Yatun Clan and was even willing to sacrifice his life for it.
“Your Majesty.”
Without waiting for Bailuo to speak, Glarus said, “I have an idea, may I have your permission?”
“What is it?”
Glarus belonged to those who could immediately become his Miracle Citizens; Bailuo always treated his own people with warmth and kindness.
“May I live with those outsiders?”