Once, I wanted to be a good person

These past few days.

During the day, she would disguise herself well, open the door, face the sunlight, engage in handicrafts, and earn a meager income.

At night, sitting by the bed, in the dark, she would also quietly chat with Miss Monster in the shadows.....

But, Miss Monster in the shadows had never responded.

At most, the shadow slightly fluctuated.

However, for Miaomiao, this was already a very joyful matter.

Each time after she wiped her face, untied the bandages around her chest, and prepared to sleep, she would silently pray to the moon: could she see Mr. Devil tonight?

She also wondered whether Mr. Devil was doing well?

Had he managed to save the person she wanted to save?

And tonight.... it was the same.

After the prayers, Miaomiao dressed for bed, then slowly drifted into a dream with hopeful anticipation.....

Until....

"You're sleeping soundly, aren't you?"

Listening to the raspy, low voice that arose beside her ear, Miaomiao slowly awoke from her sleep.

Upon opening her eyes, she realized she was no longer in that shabby little hut.

She paused, then a bit of surprise appeared.

Could it be that she had come to Mr. Devil's place again?

Thinking this, she couldn't help but take a look around her surroundings.

What met her eyes was not the flaming Abyss of before, but a luxurious room.

The floor was laid with flawless, large marble tiles, and the walls were engraved with ancient, mysterious patterns.

A massive sofa was placed in the middle of the room, incredibly conspicuous....

And there, the Mr. Devil she had missed for the past two days was sitting on that sofa, looking at her with a not-quite-smiling expression.

Seeing Mr. Devil, Miaomiao's face involuntarily brightened with a lovely smile, "Mr. Devil, I've finally seen you again."

Hearing her words and feeling her cheerful emotion, Mr. Devil gestured toward the chair across the sofa, "Have a seat."

After the surprise, the girl also realized she had lost her composure, her cheeks slightly turning red.

So hearing Mr. Devil's words, she obediently went to sit, perhaps because it was her first time on such an upscale object, she found it a bit unfamiliar, and thus only sat on a third of the chair seat, her legs tucked and chest drawn in.

That feeling was especially like Fang Ze's shy elementary school students from his previous life.

Fang Ze looked at her for a few moments, then slowly began to speak, "These past two days, I arranged a cross-dimensional ritual, and the person you wanted to save has been rescued."

"In a few days, you should receive the news."

Hearing Mr. Devil's words, Miaomiao weakly nodded her head, "Thank you, Mr. Devil."

Mr. Devil nodded, then continued, "From now on, you and his mother's kindness are erased. You owe nothing to each other. His affairs have also nothing to do with you anymore. You are to focus on being my servant."
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Miaomiao again weakly nodded her head, "Okay. Mr. Devil."

Having said that, she couldn't help but lift her head and softly asked, "Then, what does being Your servant generally involve?"

Mr. Devil did not answer directly but spoke, "Don't rush to do anything. Before I let you work, I need to first understand you."

"Understand me?" Miaomiao was a bit puzzled, and she softly murmured, "With Your mighty power... what could there be you don't know?"

Hearing her words, Mr. Devil, Fang Ze replied unruffled, "Even a deity is not omniscient and omnipotent."

"Moreover, your fate underwent a change over a decade ago. I seek to explore who you were before your fate changed."

"My fate changed?" The girl couldn't help but lift her head to look at Mr. Devil.

Mr. Devil nodded, then he raised his right hand and extended his index finger, lightly tapping a few times in the air.

With his tapping, suddenly, several tiny, brilliant stars appeared in the air. Immediately after, a multicolored beam passed through, linking all the stars together into a straight line.

Then, Mr. Devil tapped the second star, and suddenly the star shifted, causing the entire line behind it to break apart.

Mr. Devil spoke in a deep, gravelly voice, "A person's fate is like this line. It progresses in a set direction, aiming for the ultimate other side."

"But your fate, when you were about five or six years old, took a significant detour and became shrouded in a heavy fog."

"Since this involves the Law of Cause and Effect and space-time magic, I will need you to provide clues."

Although she didn't understand what Mr. Devil was saying, Miaomiao felt it was impressive.....

And the words of Mr. Devil inevitably reminded her of something.....

Actually, her memory had never been very good since she was little.

She vaguely seemed to remember living in a very large house when she was young.

At that time, there were many people serving her, and her mother was the one who took care of her the most.

After that, her memories became very vague....

But when she actually had memories, she found out she wasn't living in a big house but in a small, dim house.

And her mother had passed away early.

According to the neighbor, Aunt Pang, their family had fled to this place, and her mother passed away within half a year of their arrival.

She had looked for clues in the house, wanting to find memories of those times, but she found that her mother had left no clues. She couldn't even clearly remember her mother's face.

So, over the years, she had kept this matter buried in her heart. She just considered it a dream of her own.

Now, hearing Mr. Devil's words, she couldn't help but remember that matter.

The girl was not one to lie, especially since she didn't understand her own situation and had nothing to hide, so she laid out the entire matter in detail...

Fang Ze listened quietly to the girl's story, and then he couldn't help but start pondering.

The girl's memories aligned with the fragments in Fang Ze's dreams.

He remembered that in his dream, the girl had also fled here with her mother.

And the girl mentioned a big house in her memories...

Could that have been where she lived before she fled?

But the information about the big house was too vague.

It was completely non-directional.

Fang Ze could only speculate that the girl's background might not be ordinary and might conceal a significant secret...

Otherwise, there might be some powerful bloodline in her body, granting her some inherited memories, which explained the sudden surplus in her mind...

After some thought, Fang Ze subtly inquired about more details from the girl.

Realizing that the girl was indeed uncertain and didn't fully understand everything, Fang Ze somewhat gave up.

However, he felt... this outcome was comparatively better than the previous few times and should yield better results than the Shadow Warrior...

With this thought, he coughed and then said, "I roughly understand your origins and fate now."

"When I have time, I will try to dispel the fog of fate and look into your background."

"Now, you just be at ease and be my servant."

"As for the work...."

At this point, Fang Ze paused...

He originally wanted to say: Serve tea, deliver water, clean, do chores...

But thinking about it, there was too big a secret in this room, and he dared not let her clean it.

So, he hesitated for a moment, wondering what he should really have Miaomiao do...

After some thought, Fang Ze suddenly remembered how he had been exercising daily, sore all over; inspired, he said, "You can give me a shoulder massage."

Saying this, he then asked, "Do you know how to massage?"

The girl, head down and blushing, shook her head, "I... I can learn."

Fang Ze "hmmed," and said, "Then try."

Obediently, the girl stood up, and clutching her somewhat long trousers, she trotted over to Fang Ze's back.

As she approached, a burst of fragrance wafted over.

Fang Ze couldn't help but glance at her.

Unaware, the girl stood behind Fang Ze, awkwardly extended her hands, and then gently placed them on Fang Ze's shoulders, beginning to massage him.

Though her technique was inexperienced, it was gentle and comfortable, allowing the already somewhat tired Fang Ze to unintentionally relax a little...

He didn't realize how much time had passed when he felt something was off.

He suddenly awoke, his head lifting from the girl's soft, ample chest.

Then, he couldn't help but turn to look at the girl.

With tears in her eyes, her small face was flushed red, her whole body trembling, shivering; waves of emotions like "fear," "shyness," and "unease" emanated from her.

Fang Ze then realized that he had inadvertently fallen asleep during the girl's massage and had leaned on her.

The girl, unsure whether it was intentional and too scared to cry, didn't dare resist.

He severely rebuked himself for letting his guard down.

Fang Ze said sternly, "Alright. No need to continue with the massage. You can go back now."

After he spoke, he waved his hand, disconnecting the link with the girl.

Just as the girl was about to leave, waves of sleepiness attacked her, and her body weakened, collapsing toward the ground.

Fang Ze instinctively reached out to catch her.

Soft and fragrant in his arms, but before Fang Ze could even savor that moment for a second, the girl's figure slowly turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared into the air.

Watching the tiny sparks vanish from his embrace, Fang Ze was momentarily lost in thought.

Having never been so intimate with a girl in either of his lives, the sudden closeness was a bit too much for Fang Ze to get used to...

Especially... that softness that drew all men, made him feel a bit overheated.

Shaking his head, he dispersed the whimsical thoughts in his heart. Fang Ze slapped his face to bring himself back to alertness.

It wasn't time for romantic entanglements!

He was still trapped in a difficult situation!

The Security Bureau, the Investigation Bureau, the Mysterious Organization—each loomed like a mountain before him!

How could he spare the time to deal with these matters!

All that would have to wait until he could escape!

Giving himself an internal pep talk, Fang Ze took a deep breath, "Today's investigation of Miaomiao had some progress! Let's see what has been achieved!"

With that thought, Fang Ze reached inside the couch for the lamp, then proceeded to deactivate the entire room's setup...

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