Villain Simulator, Ch 283

Several hours later.

"I will never forget this humiliation."

The Sustainer of Heavenly Principles, locked on the experimental table, glared fiercely at Lucas, who was sitting not far away, seriously writing analysis materials. She said bitterly, "The thing you've left inside me..."

"What, do you still want to force it out?" Lucas didn't even lift his head, continuing to write furiously. "Today is just the first time. To increase the success rate of conception, what just happened will be repeated every three days."

"Don't even think about it!" the Sustainer of Heavenly Principles roared.

"Alright, no need to be stubborn. You didn't resist during the process just now, did you?" Lucas finally looked up, smiling. "That door wouldn't have opened if you hadn't wanted it to."

The Sustainer of Heavenly Principles, like a frostbitten eggplant, was momentarily at a loss for words and lowered her head in shame.

High-speed vacuum suction—a technique even the Sustainer of Heavenly Principles couldn't resist.

"Alright, that's enough for today," Lucas stood up. "You'd better prepare yourself mentally. For a long time to come, you'll have to face me."

"No need to threaten me," the Sustainer of Heavenly Principles said coldly. "Everything you're doing is in vain."

"I'm not threatening you. In fact, tormenting you isn't my goal," Lucas walked up to the Sustainer of Heavenly Principles, gently patting her cheek. "If you cooperate, the upcoming experiments won't be painful. In fact, they might be as 'pleasant' as today."

"Pah!"

Unable to resist, the Sustainer of Heavenly Principles instinctively used a human method of humiliation—spitting on Lucas's cheek.

However, Lucas showed no sign of anger. Instead, he carefully used a pipette to collect the saliva from his face, saying, "Next time, spit more. Don't waste it. These are precious research materials."

"You..." The Sustainer of Heavenly Principles watched Lucas's retreating figure and could only let out a deep sigh.

Even though she had been stubborn, she had to admit that she had indeed lost twice.

And both times, she had lost helplessly and completely.

...

In the Doctor's room.

A faint figure stood before the Doctor. From the constantly flickering and fragmented image, it seemed like the figure was just a projection.

"So, in this plane, you managed to suppress the Sustainer of Heavenly Principles?" the faint figure smiled. "I'm curious, what method did you use?"

"What? Trying to get something for nothing?" the Doctor replied. "It's useless to tell you. Since we exist in different planes, the same method might not work."

"You're not wrong," the figure said lightly. "So, have you made up your mind? Will you become part of 'us'?"

"You mean, become part of your 'slice'?" the Doctor pondered. "Gathering different versions of us from different planes to create an incredible miracle. Honestly, it's quite tempting."

"You should know that not every version of 'me' gets the chance to become a slice," the figure continued. "If you join us, when the great cause succeeds, you will also become part of the glory."

"It sounds nice, but..." the Doctor shook her head. "I refuse."

"You don't actually think that temporarily suppressing the Sustainer of Heavenly Principles can change fate, do you? No, if you continue, your end will still be destruction," the figure said coldly. "I am the only possibility."

"Since you're also 'me,' you should understand my personality," the Doctor shook her head. "Possibilities are never singular. Staying here, perhaps I can create more possibilities, with... that person."

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

The figure's presence seemed to fade even more. "It seems that person is the reason for your foolish decision. In that case, I won't insist."

With that, the figure disappeared instantly.

The Doctor sighed helplessly to herself. "This might be the most irrational decision I've ever made."

The door opened, and what greeted the Doctor was a stack of neatly organized research reports.

"Is it my imagination?" Lucas looked around, puzzled. "I thought I heard someone else's voice."

"Not your imagination," the Doctor smirked. "It was my lover."

"That old, dilapidated tunnel of yours, even if you used the Geo Archon's Sky-Piercing Spear, might not be able to open a passage," Lucas raised an eyebrow. "Your body might be even harder to develop than the Sustainer of Heavenly Principles."

"Listening to you," the Doctor laughed, "it sounds like you've developed her."

"You got me," Lucas sat down. "The details are in the research report. Read it yourself."

"Really..."

The Doctor's face showed a rare expression of surprise. No one knew her disciple better than herself. When it came to research, he never joked.

The more she read the report, the more surprised she became.

"That door, you actually opened it?" the Doctor murmured. "I even used a scalpel, but it was useless."

"Not only that, I also completed the necessary process for reproduction," Lucas said nonchalantly. "Honestly, I think the chances of successful combination are slim."

"More than that, I'm curious..." the Doctor narrowed her eyes. "How does the Sustainer of Heavenly Principles feel compared to a human?"

"Does that help with the research?" Lucas retorted.

"Maybe, maybe not," the Doctor said shamelessly. "But I want to know."

"Unfortunately, in terms of sensation, there's not much difference. If I had to point out a difference..." Lucas pondered. "Compared to humans, it's more unfathomable. With my specifications, I've never encountered a situation where I couldn't reach the end."

"Right, her body is like a black hole," the Doctor seemed to agree. "I'm curious, what would be born from the union of the strongest human in Teyvat and the Sustainer of Heavenly Principles?"

"Although it's a bit regrettable, perhaps nothing will be born," Lucas shook his head. "Reproduction is indeed the instinct of genes. I can't deny that I had some selfish motives."