Fisher seemed to have had another dream.

His consciousness was muddy and heavy, like a star before it was born. He didn't know where he was or where he was going.

He just felt like he was falling and falling.

It wasn't until a long time passed that he faintly realized that he had stopped, in a place where he couldn't see his fingers.

The surroundings were frighteningly dark, but not airtight. Standing where he was, Fisher could faintly feel the salty, wet, cool, slightly fishy sea breeze hitting his face. From very far away, he also heard the waves.

The sound of waves crashing on the shore.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

The sound of waves with no frequency at all should have been reassuring white noise, but for some reason, Fisher felt particularly irritated and uneasy at this moment, and a layer of fine chicken skin appeared on his back vigilantly.

The knot made Fisher unconsciously want to escape from here quickly.

But he really has no way to go, and the unknown darkness around him makes it impossible for him to even take a step forward.

But over time, Fisher's eyes seemed to have adapted a little in the darkness, and he was able to see a little bit of the nearby scenes.

He seemed to be standing on a broad and steep rock cliff, and right in front of him was an endless, turbulent deep black ocean.

The extremely majestic, abyss-like ocean seemed to occupy all of his sight and swallow him completely with just one glance.

He seemed to have turned back into a baby in an instant, hiding in his swaddling clothes, instinctively fearing the darkness, noise, and the sense of falling without any support around him.

But at this moment, the extremely wide and turbulent black sea in front of him was filled with such a terrifying intention, which made him feel flinched from the bottom of his heart.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

The deep ocean like an abyss is so turbid in the lightless night, but it exudes a sense of bewitchment that makes people want to penetrate it.

But just when Fisher mustered up the courage to look into the ocean, he began to fall endlessly, collapsing towards the endless depths.

...

...

"Well!"

When Fisher woke up, the first thing he felt was an unprecedented sense of refreshment, as if a porter carrying a heavy load suddenly had all his burdens lifted one day.

He breathed a long sigh of relief first, but suddenly found that his head seemed to be resting on an extremely soft place.

Fisher was stunned for a moment, then looked up and was surprised to find that he was lying on the knee pillow formed by Heller's legs.

At this moment, in this slightly simple tent, only the messy white bedding on the ground and Heller's expression as usual prove the madness last night - although as Heller said, she has not completely turned into a woman.

, and Fisher has no way to do that kind of thing.

The body of an angel is perfect, with few sexual characteristics or organs that humans can distinguish. Even Fisher was unable to do anything last night. However, Heller is a whimsical genius, and she has successfully proved that even with the use of

Other methods work equally well.

And from now on, Fisher actually feels that the effect is surprisingly good, and it even makes him feel lingering for the first time...

"Are you awake? Just in time, the sky has just dawned and they haven't woken up yet."

Amidst the deep fragrance, Heller's soft and beautiful face seemed to be wrapped in a layer of the warmest sunshine in the world. It was neither hot nor harsh, but full of life. This was the first ray of sunshine in the morning.

It's a unique feeling.

Her left hand gently caressed her cheek, like a soft, cool veil passing by, bringing a comfortable itch.

Looking at Heller who lowered his head slightly, Fisher, who was lying on her knee pillow, opened his mouth. When he wanted to move his hand to grab her hand that was touching his cheek, he realized that his right hand was still clenched with ten fingers.

Holding her other hand.

And he seemed to have maintained this sleeping position for a long time.

This made Fisher quite embarrassed. After hesitating for a moment, he said,

"...You didn't get any rest last night?"

"Everything in the mortal world is actually not applicable to angels... We don't need to rest, eat, excrete, or reproduce. The reason why I did it before was just for fun. And even if you need to rest, I helped you solve it last night.

It’s too late, there’s no chance~”

Fisher didn't know when she put on the white robe, nor when he was lying on her lap pillow. He stood up without saying a word. The desire in his body was unprecedentedly empty, which made him feel unexpectedly satisfied.

.

"We are still in Peach Blossom's barrier now. Does it really matter if you keep exposing your identity like this?"

"Who knows, whether it is related or not?"

Fisher turned around angrily and prepared to glare at her, but when he turned around, he suddenly found that her beautiful face had quietly moved very close to Fisher's back. Fisher, who was unaware of it, turned around and accidentally turned around.

He touched his lips to her cheek.

"Wave!"

The gentle touch made Fisher subconsciously step back a little. Only when he saw the evil smile on her face did he realize that he had been deceived.

"Are you itchy again?"

He said this expressionlessly, but it made the smile on Heller's face brighter and brighter.

"Cute...so cute...it turns out that disrupting your plan can lead to such a cute behavior, I understand~"

Heller lightly covered his mouth with satisfaction, then stretched and stood up, twisting his body and walking out of the tent. He did not explain whether things like exposing the angel in Taogong's barrier would come to light. She

He just smiled and nodded his red lips, turned back to remind Fisher,

"Hurry up, they will wake up soon. If they are found walking out of my tent, it will be in trouble~"

This woman...

Fisher covered his head, stood up after a moment of silence, and walked to the outside of the tent along the fragrance left by Heller.

It was early morning in the Peach Blossom Garden outside the barrier, and when the sun was still shining brightly, Heller disappeared completely as soon as he left the barrier. Others, including the few sub-race women who were rewarded to him, were still there.

Resting.

After Fisher wandered around the camp for a few times and ate a few peaches for breakfast, Mikhail and Gelsemium walked out of the tent where Mikhail and Gelsemium were resting. Gelsemium had a good rest.

He looked at Fisher who was chewing peaches outside and was slightly startled. Then he turned to look at the tent where he was resting, and said suspiciously, not quite soberly.

"You didn't go back to our camp to rest last night?"

There are four tents in total. The place where the previous demi-races danced is the first one. Heller has one alone, and the rest of the men and women have one each. The women's side houses Asuka Karasawa and Nekolia, but according to the arrangement

, Fisher was originally supposed to live in a room with Gelsemium and the others.

"Ah, well, it's too late. I'm afraid it will disturb your rest."

Although Gelsemium's consciousness became more and more clear, he looked at the refreshed Fisher in front of him and his expression became more and more weird. He quickly glanced at the other party's specific situation with his own curse. If he didn't scan it, he wouldn't know.

Sweep startled him.

I saw that the energy in Fisher's lower abdomen that was originally overflowing to the point of exploding was suddenly and strangely swept away, with not a drop left. Gelsemium couldn't help but imagine a protracted battle that might have happened last night.

He stretched out his fingers to Fisher with his heart aching, gritted his teeth and said,

"You...what did you do last night?! You are so messed up that you...actually did such a thing?!"

Fisher was not worried that he heard what happened between him and Heller, because he suddenly realized that Heller had excellent abilities in concealment or change, otherwise he would not even be able to reach the 19th level.

Mr. Tao couldn't even find out what they were talking about.

"You, you, you...you are so...dirty!"

Before Fisher wanted to explain, Gelsemium anxiously ran to the first tent next to it, opened the tent and took a look, only to see several sub-human female slaves inside, although they were sleeping sloppily,

He is already neatly dressed, and judging from the curse, there is no sign of gaining energy at all.

But Gelsemium did not feel relieved. Instead, it walked out of the room even more panicked and said to Fisher in disbelief,

"You're not going to attack Karasawa Asuka, are you?"

"Aww, Mr. Gelsemium, good morning...Hey, what do you want to do?"

At the same time, Asuka Karasawa, who was dressed neatly and rubbing her eyes, seemed to be a little sleepy, walked out of the tent next to her. Since she came to this world, Asuka Karasawa has often dreamed at night, which makes her sleep quality not very good.

, and when I wake up, I often forget the situations I dreamed about in my dreams.

Gelsemium stared at the intact Asuka Karasawa in front of her, obviously seeing that she was still a virgin, and Fisher didn't attack Asuka Karasawa either...

That's weird...

The Angel of Hell is not even a woman, so he can attack her?

Moreover, the opponent is still a terrifying mythical species, and Fisher will never be like this no matter what...

Gelsemium was thinking about something and suddenly thought of something. He looked at Fisher who was hesitant to speak in front of him, and he became suspicious in disbelief.

Could this guy have solved it by himself last night?

"It's nothing, he fell asleep in the lake."

Faced with Karasawa Asuka's questions, Fisher didn't bother to explain anymore. This matter involved Heller, the fun-loving angel. Choosing her to solve the problem was originally a risky move. Putting this secret game between two

The right choice is between people.
To be continued...