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"Let me tell you, the Grand Diviner has kept me under strict control these past two days. I haven't had a single chance to slack off. I've been working overtime for two whole days!"

"Luckily, I was quick-witted and pretended to have forgotten what happened in the illusion."

Qingque patted her chest, relieved to have survived the ordeal: "Otherwise, my life would probably have been a living hell!"

"How does it feel to train your boss and make her obediently push your butt?"

Qiong's eyes were mocking.

Don't even mention it!

Qingque blushed slightly and rolled her eyes at Qiong: "I've never done anything this exciting in my entire life!"

"Hey!"

Qingque sighed deeply, "If only that weren't an illusion, but something that actually happened!"

"Pfft, cough cough!"

Qingque's sudden sigh startled Qiong, who stared at the girl in green with a subtle expression, wondering what was going on in Qingque's little head.

"Are you serious?"

"You want to ride on Fu Xuan like this?"

PS:

Chapter 442 I'll hook up with a rich woman to help you pay the fine for having too many children.

According to Freud's theory, the unconscious is a collection of deep-seated emotions and impulses within the body, and dreams are the manifestation of these emotions after repression and concealment.

Thoughts hidden deep in the heart can be displayed on the stage of dreams, and the constraints on the mind are reduced.

Therefore, in the illusion of the mind, the strip mahjong game in the private room on the 999th floor naturally transforms into a game of mahjong.

The gas permeating the air had a 100% effect on Qing Zong. Not only did Qing Zong's consciousness not resist, but Qing Zong, whose essence was Qing Que's subconscious, also vented his hidden side.

After Fu Xuan replaced the illusionary Fu Xuan, he further integrated into the dream world. In addition to being affected by the objective medicinal effects of the illusion, he was also influenced to a certain extent by Xiao Xuanzi's 'persona'.

Due to the interference of the drug and Qing Zong's strong-arm tactics, the final result was that the Grand Diviner had to condescend to serve his lowly subordinate, and was even hung up and spanked by Qing Zong and Qiong.

Stars flashed into the group, and March 7th was no exception.

But ultimately, everything happened within Qingque's mental illusion.

For everyone, it was like experiencing a lucid dream while retaining self-awareness, without any negative contact in reality...

However, on the other hand, matter determines consciousness, and consciousness reacts on matter. Consequently, erotic dreams are often accompanied by physiological sexual arousal, and people can still feel the lingering emotions after waking up.

This is one of the reasons why the girls fell silent after leaving Qingque's dream world, creating a strangely tense atmosphere.

Despite Qingque's convincing portrayal of being clueless and bewildered when she entered the realm of the movie queen the day before yesterday, seemingly unaware of everything that happened in the illusion, she still managed to do so.

Actually, her panties were completely soaked!

So when the Grand Diviner sent Little Sparrow to work, Little Sparrow didn't say a word and dashed off with her little legs. She ran so fast that she disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Before running, she quietly rubbed the bluestone slabs with her feet to destroy all the water stains that had dripped onto the ground.

Fu Xuan turned and left without saying a word, for the same reason.

As a diviner in the Grand Diviner's Office, if her divination was discovered to be flawed, she would probably be too ashamed to continue living on the Immortal Ship and would die of shame and indignation!

"Sigh, that's just a dream. How could I possibly dare to ride on the back of the Grand Diviner in reality?!"

Qingque bit the straw of her milk tea with her pearly teeth, then reached out and put her arm around Qiong's neck, like a close friend, and chuckled:

"If it really happened, maybe I could use it to blackmail the Grand Diviner and get her to give me less work?"

Qiong was both helpless and amused:

"You really have a big heart!"

"Fu Xuan is still avoiding us, probably because he's embarrassed. But you, not only do you want your dream to come true, you also want to use it to blackmail us into doing less work?"

Qiong held her phone and typed using mind control.

"Hehe~! Awkward, huh..."

Qingque scratched her cheek and gestured a gap between her index finger and thumb: "It is indeed a little bit. This is the first time I've ever had a dream like this in my life."

Qiong looked away from her phone screen and glanced at the space between her slender white fingers; there was no condensed Milky Way there.

For others who entered the illusion, it was a lucid dream, but for Qingque, it was closer to a real dream.

After all, in her fantasy world, she was the Qing CEO who hung Xiao Xuanzi up and played with him.

"But it's just a dream after all~"

Qingque narrowed her eyes, waved her hand, and shrugged nonchalantly: "Even if it really happened, I wouldn't lose out!"

Emotionally speaking, Qiong is probably one of the people Qingque has gotten along with most harmoniously and comfortably in her life so far. Since Qiong is the person in question, Qingque wouldn't mind if something really happened between them.

From a more realistic perspective, she is just an ordinary girl from an ordinary family, while Qiong can chat and laugh with General Jingyuan, and her seniority might even be higher than that of the general.

At that time, her little sparrow will also be promoted to a higher generation!

Qiong clicked her tongue as she looked at the lazy, carefree, and indifferent man slumped in the old chair, exuding an air of nonchalance. A picture of him would be a meme-worthy expression, just like Ge You's "lying down" pose.

Qingque truly lives up to his name!

"Instead of wasting brain cells thinking about something pointless, I'd rather find some evidence so that next time Lord Fu Xuan assigns me extra work, I can just pull out the evidence and tell her..."

After a pause, Qingque revealed the wicked smile of a Soul Hall elder.

"Heh heh heh heh! Lord Taibu, you don't want others to know about your affair with Lao Qiong in my illusion, do you? You know what to do, Lord Taibu, don't you?"

"Then I can... hehehe!"

The wicked smile gradually transformed into a blissful grin, lost in a fantasy of a wonderful life. Qiong couldn't resist throwing cold water on the situation.

"Even if it really happened, and you have evidence on hand, don't forget Fu Xuan's discerning eyes. Does she not know your little schemes? She's already figured you out."

"Hmm, hmm, what you said makes sense."

Qingque turned around, thought for a moment, and then nodded.

"The Grand Diviner will definitely have ways to deal with me, so my plan to slack off will definitely not work... However."

Qingque stroked her chin, pretending to be deep in thought, and looked at Qiong thoughtfully, her gaze lingering on his lower body for a few seconds.

"But what? Uh, what kind of look is that?"

Qiong tilted her head, noticed Qingque's 'subtle' gaze, and shifted her position on the recliner.

The dialog box on the phone screen still pops up occasionally; multitasking is a passive skill for Qiong.

Qingque sprang up from the rocking chair with a "whoosh," her cloud-patterned skirt brushing against the seat. She leaned to the side, her delicate, slender legs peeking out from between the armrest and the seat, swaying like a small pendulum.

The moonlight slanted across my legs, making my skin appear as translucent as mutton fat jade.

There's always a solution to every problem!

Her eyes were upturned like crescent moons, and her fingertips were still dangling the tassels on the chair armrest.

"If everything that happened in the illusion is real, and given the method and amount you used... I might get pregnant!"

Qingque forgot how many times she had been in the dream, but she remembered that Qiong had been at close range, pointing at the bullseye and pulling the trigger.

The area behind the target was filled with bullets.

"?"

Qiong stopped chatting on her phone and gave Qingque, who had casually and cheerfully said those words, a question mark in her eyes.

"Think about it, what does pregnancy represent?"

Qingque unleashed her extraordinary wisdom, raised a finger, and asked with an air of seriousness.

"Pregnancy...does that mean I'm pregnant?"

Qiong's earnest, nonsensical writing made Qingque roll her eyes adorably, then she immediately became smug:

"Old Qiong, your ideological awareness is still not high enough."

"Pregnancy means maternity leave!"

With a sparkle in her eyes, Qingque clenched her fist, her face filled with longing.

"Then I'll be able to take paid maternity leave!"

"No need to go to work and still get paid, that's the good thing about being a civil servant! I'll just lie at home every day and play Imperial Jade!"

Qingque opened her arms and played the accordion:

"That's an extremely long leave! I'd like to apply for a year of full maternity leave, and then another year of breastfeeding leave after the baby is born... Uh, the diviner might reject that?"

Qingque looked down at Xiaohe, whose curve was barely visible.

"In short, I can continue to legally take leave on the grounds that the child is still young. If that doesn't work, I can get pregnant with a second child!"

"This time I'm applying for a year of preconception leave first, then for regular maternity leave and breastfeeding leave. If I get pregnant several times in a row, I can take leave for decades. Just thinking about such a long vacation makes me incredibly excited!"

Qingque frantically drilled her index finger, which was white as scallion, on her temple.

Listening to Qingque's emotionally charged description of her beautiful vision for the future, Qiong rolled over and muttered:

"Let's not even talk about why there are such nonsense things as pre-pregnancy leave and breastfeeding leave. I remember Xianzhou implemented family planning, right? Can you afford the fine for having more children than allowed? And also, are you just going to give birth but not raise them?"

"The fine is indeed a problem, but we have you, Lao Qiong, to help us. As for supporting us, of course we'll support us!"

Qingque put down her milk tea, picked up three meat skewers, and said while taking small bites.

"Currently, we're short three players. I'll teach the kids to play Imperial Jade Cards, and once they're a little older, I'll never lack card-playing partners again!"

"One less than three is still manageable."

Qiong put down her phone, sat up from the recliner, took a meat skewer from Qingque's hand, and started eating.

“I’m short four players here. Why don’t you add four more to your plan, and we can make a five-player team together?”

"No problem~ This gives you four times the maternity leave."

Qingque proudly puffed out her almost non-existent chest, looking like she had it all covered.

"However, this seems to result in a large number of people, and the fines for having more children than allowed will increase exponentially."

The laws governing childbirth in Xianzhou are quite strict, even harsh.

Generally speaking, the people of the Immortal Journey are not allowed to have offspring outside of their home planet, in order to prevent the Immortal Journey people's genes from polluting the gene chains of other planets, causing the spread of the Demon Yin Longevity Plague and even destroying the planet's civilization and ecology.

Under normal circumstances, couples only have one child. Otherwise, if they frantically produce children during their long lifespan, no amount of resources would be enough to support the explosively growing population of the Celestial Ships.

Starting with the third child, the fines became increasingly outrageous, reaching astronomical figures by the fourth and fifth children.

"It's okay, I'll hook up with a rich woman to pay your fine for having too many children!"

Qiong confidently struck Popeye's signature pose.

"Rich woman?"

Qingque blinked, just in time to see Qiong's phone on the round table vibrate and emit a message notification tone.

"You've been on your phone the whole time. Were you chatting with a rich woman?"

"It's not just about rich women, it's also about the tasks of rich women."

Qiong shrugged.

Qingque blinked in disbelief, and after a long while, she belatedly exclaimed in surprise:

Wow, you've made such a big sacrifice?

Qingque, who has worked for over a hundred years, is not a clueless child.

She was familiar with the 'Master's Mission Series'; she had even seen news recently about a fox-woman riding a starship naked, which was clearly part of her master's mission.

"What task did the rich woman give you?"

Qingque asked, sounding slightly nervous.

"Here, see for yourself."

Qiong unlocked her phone, navigated to a chat interface, and handed it to Qingque.