Chapter 170 Shy Rita

His eyes were wandering and his thoughts were racing, just as Nicia was at a loss.

Vlad has already taken a step forward.

For Vlad, whose strength has not yet fully recovered at this time, Gruyishka is indeed an opponent that cannot be underestimated, otherwise it is really possible that he will capsize on this unknown little character.

In this case, Vlad had no choice but to start from its weaknesses.

After all, it is a technologically advanced civilization. Although by modifying the body and installing prosthetics, it can achieve personal strength that is not inferior to that of a practicing civilization.

But if you don't cultivate yourself, you will have certain shortcomings after all. This does not mean that technological civilization is not advisable to enhance strength, but relatively speaking, it does not have the flexibility and changeability of cultivation civilization, and the ability is too single and templated.

"Boy, it seems that you are determined to do right by me, right?"

"Then I will show you the fear of being controlled by my skull-opener, Gruishka..."

Faced with Vlad's provocative behavior, Gruyishka's expression turned gloomy, her lips curled up, and she spoke in an arrogant tone.

There was a strange red light in his eyes, and while Gruyishka was chattering away, his mental power talent skill, Mind Control, came out dazzlingly.

Before the idiot opposite could finish his words, he fell into an illusion.

Then, after finally waking up, Maximon looked decadent, and the two people from Nicea behind him, who were inexplicably worried about him because he was rescued by Vlad, suddenly raised one leg under their dumbfounded gazes. A funny dance was performed.

At the same time, he shouted: Little bee, little bee, I am a happy little bee.

. . . . . . .

"Pu, hahaha, laugh, I'm laughing so hard!"

"Hmph...cluck...I can't do it anymore! He, what's wrong with him!?"

After a brief silence, Mark Xiumeng, who had not had time to get a root of mint, was the first to break the strange silence and burst into laughter.

Well, as expected of a man who always carries mint tablets, he has a big heart.

Then Nicia seemed to be infected by the atmosphere at the moment, and she giggled. At the same time, she looked at Vlad in confusion. She could guess that this situation was definitely caused by Vlad.

Just like her body was not under her control before.

"...Could it be that he is from above!"

With a touch of black eye shadow, her bright beautiful eyes made Nicia even more sultry. Her eyes flickered, and she couldn't help but wonder secretly.

Facing Gruishka, who was three meters away and whose weight was measured in tonnage and level, he actually showed such a childlike side after being absorbed into the illusion. Even Vlad couldn't help but feel a little bit off guard. .

"I didn't expect that this big guy would have such a childish side. It's really..." Vlad twitched the corners of his mouth a few times, and after taking deep breaths, he finally suppressed the urge to complain and laugh.

…This is too… anti-cute.

Sure enough, although these transformed people have improved in strength, they still have considerable shortcomings on the spiritual level.

Vlad's eyes flickered, and after a moment, he turned to look at the slightly nervous Maximon.

Maximon, who was still laughing because of Gruishka, subconsciously tightened his buttocks under Vlad's burning gaze, shuddered, and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Nicaea, don't you want revenge? I'll leave it to you."

Vlad withdrew his gaze and said to Nicia behind him.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing her excitement, Nicia did not expect that she had been lurking for several years without a chance to make a move, but now this opportunity came to her so easily.

Just when Nicia suppressed her excitement and wanted to take action, something suddenly occurred to her. She hesitated for a moment and said to Vlad:

"You, he is backed by Victor, the largest financial group in the city. If you kill him, there will be a lot of trouble!"

"...Oh, that's right." Vlad looked at Nicia, who was quite surprised and looked serious, with a hint of worry in his expression.

"Kill, this is what was promised to you." Vlad turned around and said indifferently.

Nicaea was afraid that Vlad didn't understand the seriousness of it, so he planned to explain it in detail. However, when he saw Vlad's expression was calm and he didn't seem to take the matter to heart, he thought of Vlad's mysterious nature. Means, as well as the speculations I had made before.

So he no longer hesitated and walked straight to Gruishka. Without hesitation, a stern look flashed in his eyes, the sharp blade reached out and slashed at Gruishka!

Perhaps sensing the approaching danger, Gruyishka's cheerful expression actually showed a hint of struggle.

At the moment when the sword light came, Gruyishka suddenly regained his clarity for a moment. Faced with the attack from Nicaea, he immediately shouted loudly in an attempt to stop.

But the sword light only paused for a moment before slashing towards the neck at a faster speed.

Gulu, Gulu,—ba!

As a head flew up and fell, a stream of blue-green mechanical blood spurted out, splashing three feet high.

After enduring for several years, the great revenge was finally avenged. Nicia finally shed a tear of joy or remembering her parents.

Vlad did not disturb Nicia's venting. He knew very well that this was the pressure released by the sudden revenge after years of oppression. As long as it was released, Nicia would soon return to normal.

After a while, Nicia, who had vented this emotion, suddenly turned around and walked towards Vlad, knelt on one knee, and offered her loyalty to Vlad.

Looking at Nicia who was kneeling on one knee, Vlad pondered for a moment and said, "Get up, you will be mine from now on."

"Maximon, you decide, whether to stay or live, you decide."

After Vlad finished speaking, he picked up the head of the craniotomist Gruishka, and walked towards the Hunter's Guild without any hesitation.

Leaving behind Maximon who was waiting for his fate, and Nicia who was frowning and thinking with a gleam in his eyes.

…………

Squeak.

The door opened and closed.

A slight gurgling sound suddenly sounded in the dim room.

"..... Rita, why are you here." Vlad's voice sounded in the dimness.

At this time, Vlad had returned from the Hunter's Guild. After submitting his investigation task and the head of Gruishka, he received his bounty and returned to Ide Clinic.

Since it was a B-level mission, after the artificial intelligence of the Hunter Union verified the investigation mission information submitted by Vlad, it upgraded Vlad from the lowest hunter level E to C-level hunter based on the points obtained.

And killing the A-level cyborg Craniotomist, who ranked eighth on the wanted list, directly upgraded the hunter level to B-level.

However, this was completely useless to Vlad, and only the points that could be exchanged for warehouse items were what Vlad cared about.

One point was equivalent to 100 in the currency system of this world.

The wanted bounty for Craniotomist Gruishka alone offered a reward of 4,000 points, and B-level missions, depending on the progress and difficulty of the mission, basically ranged from 400 to 1,000 points.

With Vlad's progress in completing the mission, he only earned 600 points.

600 points, equivalent to 60,000 currency, is enough for an ordinary family of three to live for ten years.

Just this mission earned as much as 460,000, but although it seems a lot, it was spent quickly.

However, after browsing the list of the Hunter Union storage warehouse, he spent nearly 3,000 points to buy the list given to him by Doctor Ide, which listed a lot of materials that can be used to build the body.

The Hunter Union warehouse list is basically updated every three months. Unfortunately, there is no high-level energy conversion core device in this list.

When Vlad looked up the historical records, the last time a high-level energy conversion core device appeared was more than two years ago.

Click...

The orange, slightly dim light came on, and Vlad turned on the bedside light, looking at Rita with a puzzled look.

"I, I heard you come back. It's so late, I'm worried about you." Rita blinked her long eyelashes and said shyly.

Her golden hair was scattered on her weak shoulders, and her eyes were shining with a different spirit. She kept moving between Vlad and the light shyly.

A pure white cotton nightgown with two cute little boobs on the top, faintly revealing a hint of stubbornness on both ends of the nightgown, set off the girl's slightly thin figure, showing both purity and a desire to be carefully protected.

It was already midnight, two o'clock in the morning.

Looking at the slightly tired eyes of the girl sitting in the wheelchair, Vlad suddenly realized that it seemed that Rita had been waiting for him all the time.

It is said that it is the most difficult to enjoy the favor of a beautiful woman, and it is true.

Vlad stood up and walked in front of Rita, slightly bent over and asked: "Why are you still not sleeping so late, have you been waiting for me all the time?"

Although the words seemed to be questioning, the tone was very affirmative.

The fair and pretty face began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her eyes wandered, not daring to look at each other.

With Rita's sensitivity to the tone of others' words since she was a child, how could she not hear the tone of Vlad's mouth that seemed to be asking but was actually affirmative.

Therefore, under Vlad's gaze, the red temperature on her pretty face began to flush at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ah, you have a fever."

A cold big hand brushed Rita's fair forehead, and the tone was slightly surprised.

"No, no..."

Rita looked up and looked at Vlad shyly and helplessly, but when she saw the smile on Vlad's lips, she didn't know that she was teased by her brother, and she quickly buried her head in his chest and pretended to be an ostrich.

"Rita is very cute." Vlad stroked Rita's golden hair and said.

"Now that you see your brother, you can feel at ease."

Feeling Vlad's gentle comfort on her head, Rita nodded shyly, her beautiful eyes moving like a spring water.

She raised her eyes quietly, glanced at Vlad quickly, and then lowered her head quickly, looking timid, like a frightened little white rabbit.

"Well, then I'll go back. Brother, you should also go to bed early." Rita said, her voice was almost inaudible. If Vlad hadn't had sensitive hearing, he probably wouldn't have been able to hear what she was saying.

"Brother will push you back." He turned behind Rita's wheelchair and pushed it toward the door.

With a slight creaking sound, Vlad pushed Rita's wheelchair toward the right side of the corridor.

There were four rooms on the second floor.

Rita's room was at the innermost side of the corridor.

Gurgle, gurgle, the wheelchair was turning in the corridor.

Maybe it was because it was in the middle of the night, the surroundings were silent, and the sound of the wheelchair turning seemed particularly sensitive.

Fortunately, the room was well soundproofed and did not alarm Doctor Ide, otherwise it would have been embarrassing…

Even so, the fiery blush on Rita's fair face never stopped.

A pair of thin, fair and delicate hands could not help but clutch her white nightgown, looking extremely nervous and shy.

Maybe she noticed something wrong and started to think wildly.

Opening Rita's door, the warm and tidy style still came into view.

Only on the wall, I don't know when, there were two more portraits of Vlad.

Rita may have realized this, and her little head could not help but droop a lot deeper.

It can be seen that her ears turned red at this time, and even her delicate and slender neck was glowing red.

Through the wide neckline of the nightgown, it can be vaguely seen that it seems that it is not only the neck that is red.

However, Vlad did not notice this at the moment. Instead, after a brief look, he said to Rita that the painting was very beautiful, and then he picked up Rita's thin and slender figure with a smile and slowly put her on the bed.

Watching Rita's eyelashes blinking constantly because of shyness, Rita, who had closed her eyes before because she was picked up by Vlad and felt his broad mind, now opened her eyes embarrassedly.

Although she had given the portrait to her brother during the day, which was considered to be a hint of her feelings, and she had even mustered up the courage to open her brother's door before, it was all the product of a faint impulse.

After each time, she would feel as if she had experienced an adventure, both nervous and exciting. More importantly, she knew that brother Vlad did not mean to reject or hate her, which gave the lonely and inferior Rita more hope and courage.

However, this was completely different from the privacy in her room, and being so directly exposed to Vlad was a completely different feeling. At this time, Rita was not only extremely shy, but also had a strong sense of uneasiness and anxiety.

"It's over, it's a direct showdown. Even if my brother is slow, he must know that I am secretly in love with him!" Rita began to have all kinds of wild thoughts in her mind.

What made her most uneasy at this time was that she was afraid that brother Vlad would directly cut off the ambiguity that still existed between the two of them, which made Rita regret letting Vlad send her back.

Poor Rita had no idea that in her eyes, the brother who was quite cold and arrogant was actually a master with extremely rich experience in the love field.

As early as when she sent the oil painting, this cold and arrogant brother in her eyes had already understood her intentions.

Sometimes she was as red as a shy girl, and sometimes she was as pale as a frightened deer. Her beautiful eyes turned frantically under her eyelids, and her two little hands kept entangled with the pink sheets under her body, causing layers of wrinkles.

Looking at the girl who was so nervous that her white forehead was covered with a trace of fine sweat, Vlad shook his head with a smile.

Although he didn't know what Rita was thinking at this moment, the experienced Vlad knew that he had to calm her down quickly, otherwise, with Rita not daring to breathe at this moment, he was really afraid that she would faint due to lack of oxygen and nervous emotions.

"..... Good night, Rita."

Gently wiping the sweat off Rita's forehead, Vlad whispered in her ear.

After that, he kissed Rita's slightly cold cherry lips due to nervousness.

The moment their lips touched, Rita, who was unprepared, trembled in her heart, and her white and rosy toes actually stiffened slightly for a moment.

Then her heartbeat began to beat like a drum, and she seemed to be lost in this sudden kiss.

Rita didn't even know when Vlad left or when it ended.