Early Morning Service, Are You Satisfied?

“There are only five minutes left until Lan Nuo dies. We can begin,” the man suddenly stated, breaking her from her thoughts.

“Mm.” The woman nodded, picking up Lan Ruobing’s hand to begin the skin preparation.

Lan Ruobing, hearing her parents’ words, wore a completely bewildered expression.

From what her father and mother implied, did that so-called Divine Dragon Serum only work when a person was on the absolute brink of death?

No wonder they weren’t anxious at all. So that was it.

With this new conjecture, she felt surprisingly calm, simply watching her parents busy themselves.

Finally, her father injected a glowing blue solution into the prepared spot on her skin.

Then, darkness engulfed her vision, and her consciousness plunged back into chaos.

She didn’t know how much time had passed.

When she finally opened her eyes again, she found she could still only manage a slight slit, and before her lay a scene of urgent crisis.

While lying on the bed earlier, she had barely caught a glimpse with her peripheral vision of electronic monitors on the cabinets flanking her bed, much like those in a hospital ICU, displaying a patient’s heart rate and other vitals.

Back then, the electronic monitors had pulsed with a calm green light.

But now the entire room blared with red alert lights, ringing incessantly.

Without needing to guess, Lan Ruobing knew something had certainly gone awry.

Her father and mother stood by the bedside, their brows tightly furrowed in panic.

“We underestimated the Divine Dragon gene. We had assumed it would intertwine with and assimilate the cancer cells, eventually dissolving into nothingness together.”

“We never expected that the moment it entered Lan Nuo’s body, it would immediately begin to rapidly assimilate his healthy cells.”

“The massive number of cells that proliferated in such a short time effortlessly annihilated all the cancer cells, but now it’s rewriting him.”

“This is unscientific.”

“We experimented so many times, even conducting countless biological live experiments on exotic beasts, yet the Divine Dragon gene always perished alongside the diseased cells during their pathological phase.”

“Even terminally ill cancer patients in the hospital, after we secretly used the Divine Dragon Serum on them, had the same outcome: the Divine Dragon gene battled the cancer cells to the death, and the person’s cancer cells were completely eradicated, returning to normal.”

“So why, when it came to Lan Nuo, did the Divine Dragon gene choose to assimilate his entire being?”

“I don’t understand.”

“Moreover, unlike the assimilated mutant monsters in the company, the Divine Dragon cells within Lan Nuo seem to possess true divinity, as if they are truly a divine dragon.”

“This is far too strange. How did this divinity suddenly appear?”

“Could it be that Lan Nuo will truly transform into a divine dragon in the end, rather than merely a mutated draconic creature?” the woman wondered, her brow furrowing even deeper in terror and awe.

“Perhaps this cannot be explained by science, much like how people are inexplicably developing supernatural abilities now; everyone is completely baffled.”

“As for the current situation, there is likely only one explanation: the Divine Dragon gene chose Lan Nuo, merged with his body, and passed on the true Divine Dragon bloodline to him.”

“But this is simply unbelievable. The Divine Dragon clan’s bloodline possessing a mysterious ability to choose its successor is one thing.”

“Yet, the three-thousand-year-old Divine Dragon remains, through countless ages, never chose a single successor, only passing on its bloodline upon finding Lan Nuo.”

“Does the Dragon clan’s gene have a collective consciousness? Would it not humble itself for the continuation of its lineage and simply seek any successor?”

“If we hadn’t discovered it early, the last remnants of cells in the Divine Dragon remains would have probably weathered away by now.”

The man seemed to voice all his doubts, apparently unable to comprehend the magical inheritance of the Divine Dragon bloodline.

“What will happen now? That Divine Dragon was, after all, a female blue dragon. If it merely passed on its bloodline to Lan Nuo without normal mating, he won’t become feminized, will he?”

The woman’s expression was incredibly complex.

When she spoke of feminization, her eyes even brightened slightly, as if harboring a small expectation to have a daughter, yet also subtly worried about the societal implications for her son.

“It’s unclear. After all, the Divine Dragon bloodline has exceeded the scope of our current scientific understanding. If he were to truly feminize, it doesn’t seem impossible.”

“His hair has already begun to turn blue, and his skin has become more delicate, but everything that should be there is still there.”

“However, feminization might just be a matter of time.”

“The current priority is to suppress the Divine Dragon bloodline within him. At this critical juncture, if he were to awaken as a divine dragon, the company would certainly notice him, and we could never protect him,” the man said with grave concern.

“Mm. Without further ado, let’s begin preparations. The longer we can delay Lan Nuo’s awakening, the better, lest it attract the attention of those swindlers,” the woman mused.

The man nodded. “Let’s aim for six years from now. He’s twelve this year, so six years from now will be his Awakening Day.”

“And after six years without awakening an ability, the company probably won’t focus their attention on him, especially if they think we are dead.”

“Mm. I’ll give him a strong sedative, then we should hurry and execute our exit plan. If you do this alone this time, you probably won’t make it in time to fake the crash,” the woman said, immediately retrieving a small box from the bedside cabinet and taking out a syringe.

“Alright,” the man replied, beginning to pack their critical research away.

Just as before, Lan Ruobing was still utterly bewildered, her mind struggling to process this influx of repressed memory.

Although she didn’t fully understand the scientific jargon her parents were using, she vaguely felt words like ‘blue dragon,’ ‘feminization,’ and ‘divine dragon’ were profoundly familiar.

Especially ‘feminization,’ which made her hazy mind buzz.

She had always thought of herself as a boy, but these two words suddenly made her question her own gender.

Suddenly, a blue-haired, blue-eyed girl appeared in her mind, making her feel as though she was that girl.

And her parents had said she was twelve this year, but why did she inexplicably feel eighteen?

But before she could ponder further, her mother gave her the injection, and the memory faded as her consciousness quickly plunged back into chaos.

Ugh… It’s so dark…

Her vision was utterly black, and her entire body felt weak and sore.

Lan Ruobing had no desire to move at all at this moment; the remnants of the strange dream were fading quickly into the background.

But… her mouth felt strange… as if something was moving inside…

That thing was quite moist… slippery… and surprisingly comfortable as it intertwined in her mouth…

Ugh… Ugh… Ha-ah-ha… Wait… wait a minute… what’s happening… it’s so intense…

‘I can’t breathe anymore… quickly… quickly stop… Ha… Ha-ah…’

This… what is this… it’s so aggressive…

Lan Ruobing finally couldn’t bear it, her head involuntarily moving as she tried to escape the entanglement.

Yet, no matter which way she turned her head, that thing always followed, impossible to shake off.

Ha-ah-ha… Ha-hiss… Stop… stop it… I really can’t breathe anymore… Help me…

She finally began to struggle violently in desperation.

At this critical moment, various parts of her body also began to revive and exert strength, making her viscerally aware of the existence of her body and hands.

Then her consciousness suddenly cleared entirely, the lingering echoes of her parents and the dream shattering completely as the dark chaos before her instantly lightened.

The sensation of that thing intertwining, sliding, sucking, biting, and licking in her mouth became instantly and incredibly clear.

She immediately realized it was a tongue swirling in her mouth, and she was so startled that she abruptly opened her eyes.

A face of peerless beauty instantly filled her vision: flowing dark hair, a pristine white forehead, dark, beautiful eyes, and cheeks flushed with a rosy glow.

Their eyes met, and Lan Ruobing was instantly stunned.

So close, every inch of the skin on that face was clearly visible—delicate, soft, seemingly fragile enough to break with a touch, stunningly beautiful and captivating.

Their noses touched, making her forget to breathe for a moment, or perhaps, she was too afraid to breathe.

But the person before her didn’t seem to notice her shock. Their large, beautiful eyes blinked, curving into crescent moons that seemed to hold a galaxy.

Then, taking advantage of Ruobing’s dazed state, Xi Xue bit her soft lips a few more times before reluctantly getting up from Ruobing, smiling seductively.

“Good morning, Ruobing. Are you satisfied with the morning service?”