The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead

The Flying Device landed steadily on the protective cover above Gaia Star, indicating that the planet had a master, but the owner was temporarily absent.

This planet was a pure Wasted Planet, without even indigenous inhabitants. Perhaps it really would depend on two people to propagate an entire planet?

From her memories, Nian Shutong knew the former owner's Spiritual Imprint had been registered; she only needed to re-verify it with her spiritual power to become the Planet Master.

But her spiritual power seemed different since her arrival. Could it still work?

Nian Shutong glanced at Fu Yunhe next to her, no longer caring. If it didn't work, she could just kill the man next to her, and then no one would know about it.

Or... kill him first?

No, interstellar people each had a Light Computer from birth, a device connected to the Star Network; if one died, it would be known immediately—trouble.

Sitting in the pilot's seat, Fu Yunhe was very certain: this woman... wanted to kill him.

Though he might be sickly, he was all too familiar with "murder."

As a man from the lower echelons, who had battled his way to the position of First Commander, this was the sentiment he was most familiar with.

Thinking to here, Fu Yunhe couldn't help but wonder who could deceive him, silently plotting against him.

He set aside these thoughts for the moment and turned to Nian Shutong, saying:

"Just place your hand on the protective cover, and it will autonomously detect your spiritual power and bind to it."

"Once bound, you will be the master of this planet. No one but yourself can undo it."

Nian Shutong looked at the very knowledgeable Fu Yunhe and said, "You know a lot."

"Cough, cough, cough... Being sick for so long, just read a bit more."

That was the excuse Fu Yunhe gave himself, considering the two had never met before.

Nian Shutong didn't speak; it was unclear whether she believed him or not.

She stretched out one hand and slowly placed it on the protective cover; her other hand's fingertips gathered a bit of poison, aimed in Fu Yunhe's direction.

Meanwhile, Fu Yunhe, beside her, had one hand on the Flying Device's control stick, ready to defend himself at any moment.

The moment Nian Shutong's palm contacted the protective cover, her spiritual power automatically reached out and bound with a mysterious force.

Just as it was about to finish, a streak of golden light followed her spiritual power and crept into Nian Shutong's Sea of Consciousness.

Her rich combat experience allowed the Life-bound Magical Treasure in her Sea of Consciousness to immediately suppress the gold and steadily control it.

Nian Shutong, looking at her temporarily safe Sea of Consciousness, disregarded it for the moment and said to Fu Yunhe next to her, "Alright, let's go."

Fu Yunhe also saw that the protective cover in front of him was gradually being removed, indicating he was still safe for the moment.

He hesitated for a moment but still started the Flying Device and descended; with his frail body, piloting the Flying Device and drifting through the cosmos would hasten his demise.

The Flying Device descended rapidly, touching ground after about twenty minutes.

The moment Nian Shutong stepped out of the door, her entire body's blood boiled, and the Life-bound Magical Treasure in her Sea of Consciousness spun in excitement.

Poison!

It was all poison!

The small green forest in front of her, every tree, every plant, was emitting a dense poisonous gas. To Nian Shutong, these were all resources for her cultivation.

Worth it!

So worth it!

She liked being the master of this planet.

Living here to restore her former cultivation levels was just a matter of time.

If she had known it would be like this, there was no point in wasting effort at the Nian Family, fussing over those two Little Poison Flowers.

No one knew Nian Shutong's mood; on the other side, Fu Yunhe was almost crawling out of the Flying Device, and once he climbed down, he simply sat on the ground, unable to move further.

Too tired.

"Cough, cough... This place is full of radiation-affected, toxic plants. We need to buy a poison-proof house, or we won't survive more than two days."

Nian Shutong turned around to look at Fu Yunhe sitting on the ground, listening to him continue:

"You can't cultivate, my cultivation is as good as none, those who can't cultivate in such a toxic environment, every breath we take is harmful to our bodies."

Having listened to Fu Yunhe's explanation, Nian Shutong nodded in understanding, her expression showing genuine concern as she asked:

"So, are you going to die soon?"