God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls!
Chapter 169 - 50. But clearly in front, it’s the taste of An Le_4

Chapter 169: 50. But clearly in front, it’s the taste of An Le_4

"I..."

These words asked only added to An Le’s already tense heart, her heartbeat almost leaping out of her chest and into Yan Huan’s heart.

She frantically looked up to explain and forgot again that this was just a half-person-high corridor.

"Thump!"

"Ouch..."

A muffled sound, and she was covering her head, once again collapsing onto Yan Huan’s body.

Listening to the cute, animal-like noise in her arms, Yan Huan still felt a bit like he was dreaming.

It felt somewhat like being with a childhood friend, so he ended up saying more than usual.

But looking back, it really was his childhood friend?

What kind of magical unfolding was this?

Key point is, she was also studying at the same school as him, but why, after a semester had passed, had she not come to look for him?

This semester there were no transfer students other than Spencer...

Yan Huan reluctantly looked down at An Le, who was suffering from a severe headache in his arms, and couldn’t help but gently pat her back, comforting her,

"Are you okay?"

"Ouch..."

When she was hurt as a child, she used to cry, and then if he just blew on it, she would stop.

And then she would look up at him with her flushed little face.

The gentle patting on An Le’s back awakened the illusory Little Thumb on her shoulder.

It opened its eyes reluctantly, not wanting to face the harsh reality.

It decided, tonight it must convince An Le to give up on itself.

If I can’t win the game, can’t I just refuse to play?!

I choose death!

But groggily opening its eyes, just about to hurl the last insults at its useless host before death, it saw, lying in Yan Huan’s arms, enjoying his patting service, An Le.

"???"

Wait a minute, girl?

What’s going on?!

I just took a nap and what...

I won?!

I must be looking at it wrong, right?

Reflecting on the whole process, it was somewhat like this:

An Le kept making mistakes...

An Le was losing...

An Le infuriated the modifier, preparing to surrender...

An Le was about to give her acceptance speech?!

"Yan Huan, all these years I’ve always, always wanted to see you... but... I’m sorry, I’m still as useless as before...

"Wuh wuh wuh, you’re right, I’ve always been so timid, sorry... sorry...

"I just saw you become so excellent, I was scared... scared that you had forgotten about me..."

Originally, An Le was quietly crying, but feeling the comforting pats from Yan Huan behind her, it was like she couldn’t hold back anymore and burst into loud sobs.

Tears dripping onto Yan Huan’s body, making him helplessly smile,

"How could I ever forget you, An Le?"

"Wuh wuh wuh..."

Little Thumb was flicking its tongue on the side, and everything seemed to get better.

The narrow corridor turned spacious, the dim surroundings became bright, the bloody smell turned sweet...

This world is so beautiful!

Little Thumb was cheered up, An Le was tearfully joyful, but the only one was Yan Huan...

He was feeling a bit uncomfortable pressed by the soft An Le in his arms.

It could only be said, that’s how it feels when the vital essence is not released.

His perfect smile on his face stiffened slightly, and he had to say,

"Well... An Le, let’s get out of here first, you get up..."

"Eh, I’m sorry Yan Huan... I didn’t, didn’t press you, did I?"

"No... watch your head."

Wiping her tears, An Le’s little face was flushed as she stood up.

While Yan Huan turned to retrieve his phone, which was still on with the flashlight sliding far away.

Just flipped over the flashlight pinned to the ground, and the light illuminated the nearby environment.

At that moment, in the beam of the flashlight, Yan Huan saw a scattered black paper bag...

and a literary work that had spilled out.

"Ah, An Le, is this what you bought..."

Yan Huan didn’t see clearly, and picked up one, looking at the title on the cover.

Bondage... Dragon?

Just one glance, and it’s been ages.

Yet on the book cover, there was an image of a muscle-bound man, tightly bound in ropes, bare-chested, with tears streaming down his face.

Looking at the work in his hands, Yan Huan’s brain crashed momentarily.

Could it really be that dealing with the modifier had driven him mad, causing him now to hallucinate?

How strange, take another look...

Hiss, it’s real!!

And in front of him, An Le, who had just stood up wiping her tears, also lifted her eyes, about to say something, she too saw Yan Huan examining the literary work she just bought.

"Sm..."

Her pupils slowly shrank, her rosy cheeks instantly turned extremely pale.

Beside her, Little Thumb was happily wrapped around her neck, chattering like interviewing a gold medalist,

"Wow, how did you manage it?! Awesome, An Le! I underestimated you before; you truly are the Child of Fate, the Chosen One of this world... If you could use a little more of the power I gave you..."

As it spoke, it suddenly couldn’t continue.

It seemed to realize something was wrong.

Little Thumb quickly looked at its body in astonishment, only to find its snake tail inexplicably inflating, growing larger like a balloon being inflated.

Desire... desire?!

Too... too much spicy!!

It’s going to explode spicy!!

Little Thumb was about to open its mouth to alert An Le beside it, but An Le was already scared stiff by the sight in front of her.

At this moment, her only ballooning desire was;

Not to let Xiao Huan know that she liked playing with these things!!

Even without her issuing any command, that ballooning desire had already triggered the modifier!

[Superconductor mode, activate!!]

[Target: Yan Huan!!]

Yan Huan blinked, just about to show an embarrassed expression, ready to put the thing back in the bag.

After all, different people have different preferences, having different XP systems is normal, no need to enforce uniformity...

Everyone could laugh it off and move on.

Although it’s still a bit awkward...

But the next second, a familiar sensation surged to his heart.

As that ethereal white mist connected to Yan Huan, a sensation raced from his spine all the way to his brain!

Behind him, Miao in the corridor immediately bristled and growled at An Le in front,

"Meow!!"

And Yan Huan felt weak all over, blushing and heart pounding, he fell to the ground.

"Yan Huan, your Resistance has been shattered by thirty percent!! The one who ambushed you in the hallway on Thursday, it’s her! She is the fourth modifier’s owner!!"

Miao’s reminder still echoed, but Yan Huan’s brain seemed to tremble.

He remembered previously saying, if the owners of the modifiers were strangers like Ye Shiyu, Spencer, then actually Yan Huan would be unperturbed.

His biggest fear was having people he knew turning into hosts for the modifiers.

That’s why he had been calling Sister Tong...

He genuinely didn’t want their beautiful past routines to be warped and shattered by the modifier.

But now...

This should have been a joyful reunion with An Le after such a long separation...

This should have been the great situation of revealing the fourth host of the modifier...

Both are such happy occasions, why, why does it now make Yan Huan feel so complicated inside?

Feeling that continuous surge, as if wanting to forget everything in pleasure, Yan Huan’s brain went blank.

But deep inside, he still numbly thought,

"But...

"In front of me, that’s definitely An Le’s scent..."

The fourth modifier’s host, gloriously makes her entrance!