My Dad Is the Galaxy’s Prince Charming-Chapter 166 - Pure Breed Single Dog

“So… as compared to me, converted ones like you are just bastards from both earthlings and bloodlings.” He lifted his chin haughtily, disdain apparent as he gazed at the world down his nose. “At best, you guys can only be considered rabies carriers that had been bitten by… that crazy old man.”

You are the rabies carrier, your entire family are rabies carriers!

“Hehe…” The corners of Yao Si’s lips twitched. Such racial discrimination triggered her the most. “If we are rabies carriers, shouldn’t we be grateful to the ‘mad dogs’ from your kind?”

She placed specific emphasis on the last few words, and Lin Long stiffened, realizing that he had been dragged into the insult.

But Yao Si had never expected Lin Long to be an ancestor. Even Mu Xuan had been mistaken, taking him to be a first-generation bloodling. Mu Xuan was probably not aware of the other details as well, so she could only ask Lin Long personally.

“Tell me, what exactly is a contractor? You also mentioned that you’re an ancestor, so how many ancestors like you are there?”

“You don’t have to worry about that.” Lin Long waved his hand dismissively/ “In this world, there was only me and old man. Oh, I can painfully acknowledge your pure breed as one too.”

“What’s a pure breed?”

“Of course it’s someone like me, a pure bloodling.” He pointed to himself. “Your so-called bloodlings are all converted from earthlings with only a portion of the characteristics of my race, so you cannot be considered real bloodlings.”

“You’re not an earthling!”

“Of course not! How can I be from such an inferior race?” He scoffed in disdain.

Yao Si felt a vein pop on her forehead as she struggled to ignore the urge to beat him up. The pure breeds he mentioned referred to the people who had awakened the ancestral bloodline. “What exactly is a contractor?”

He turned to glance at her with a myriad of expressions on his face. He seemed glad and worried, but with a hint of either envy or jealousy and hatred. She couldn’t say for sure, but he was unusually focused, sending her heart in a frenzy. Instinctively, she took a step back.

“Our race spends their entire life looking for their contractor, and only lucky ones find theirs.” He pointed toward her with resentment. “Just like that lucky bloodling of yours”

Luck… Wasn’t he rather appreciative of Mu Xuan previously? How did things turn sour?

“But the majority are forever in search. Those who are mentally stronger carry on with their hope while those that aren’t… end up just like the old man, going crazy.”

“Er…” Who gave the pervert rights to call someone else crazy? “Are the contractors the same as cubs?”

“Who would be the same as you guys?” Disdain clouded his face as he semeed determined to draw a clear line between the two races. “Bastards can get a cub by randomly biting anyone, so how can that ridiculous setup be compared with our one and only contractor?”

“… ” Hey, how are the bloodlings ridiculous? Besides, there is only one cub to each bloodling.

“Contractors aren’t the same.” Lin Long’s eyes started to glaze as a thought struck him. “That is the only reason for our existence. To find our one true contractor is considered an honor among us. They are a treasure of our life, our soul mate, and we would never be able to reject a contractor’s request. Only when we manage to find our contractor can we be complete; it isn’t just any random person.”

“Er…” Which after removing all those excessive descriptions means that… “You guys are eternally looking for a perfect partner?”

Lin Long stilled, the glazed look replaced by a deep flush. A weird thought must have struck him, for he even started stuttering. “If-if that’s the contractor’s wish, it-it isn’t…. impossible to marry. Besides… besides that’s our only chance. Once we find our contractor, we will never leave them till death.”

So… the ancestor that had created the bloodlings of today was just a single dog that had gone crazy from looking for his wife?

Why did it suddenly seem like her own race wasn’t that sacred? Return my respect!

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She turned to glance at a certain someone who was still immersed in his dreams. Just then, a question struck her…

Yao Si tapped onto his shoulder, asking seriously, “Bro, I have a question… how long have you been single?”

“…” Lin Long froze, his face paling instantly.

After half a minute, he blew up. It was as though someone had touched a sensitive spot—all his hair stood up as if he was an enraged lion.

“What has that got to do with you? I’m not the only one obsessed with finding my contractor to the point the concept of time has become blurred! Have I disrupted their lovey dovey interactions? Do you think everyone is like your pure breed, this lucky?

“Don’t be haughty just cause you have found yours! What’s wrong with single dogs? Single dogs have hope as well, alright? We have an endless sea of opportunities.

“Are you guys the only ones allowed to find their partners? Are we single dogs not allowed? Do you think contractors are like cabbage, a dollar per kg and easily located?”

“F*ck, what’s so great about finding your contractor?! Can contractors be eaten like duck blood curd? Contractors… Con…

“F*ck! I just can’t find mine! I’m just a little slow! I’m still locating her, so what’s wrong?!

“Heh!I have never seen anyone who only lived for a couple million years finding their contractor! Only that one of yours has been blessed with such luck. He is the one and only one like that! Are you happy, are you satisfied?

“If it wasn’t because we can’t harm someone else’s contractor, do you really think I would have suppress myself to this extent, keeping you here to infuriate myself? This is all because of that pure breed of yours.

“I don’t have a contractor, I’m single but I’m proud. What’s. Wrong. With. That?

“F*ck… it’s all because of that lucky pure breed. F*ck, I’ve scoured the whole place twice, but there’s still no sign of her, so how could he find his! That damn old man couldn’t find his after so much trouble, so who gave yours the rights to find his? Why him!”

Lin Long started to grow increasingly agitated, his complaints coming out like water from a broken tap. His entire being seemed engulfed in a layer called ‘hatred’.

“…” The confused Yao Si.

What… exactly had she said?

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Yao Si suddenly felt a need to stay clear of single dogs. They could get really frightening.

Lin Long’s complains went on for half an hour. In the beginning, it was directed toward her, but as he went on, the insults started to gear toward Mu Xuan, down to every strand of his hair. This was definitely the first time in Mu Xuan’s male god history that he had been insulted to such an extent, and the crux of the content was because… he had a contractor.

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With Lin Long’s infuriated howls, Yao Si could feel the entire Galaxy flooding with a sour scent—a single dog’s jealousy?

“Why don’t you cool down with a drink?” She hurriedly took a bottle of spiritual beast blood curd out of her optical computer and passed it over.

Lin Long grabbed the drink and finally stopped to take a breather. He downed a mouthful while glaring at her. His expression seemed to say: Even the best composer wouldn’t be able to form a medley of my sorrow.

“What else do you want to say?”

“Er… one more question!”

“Shoot!”

“What exactly is the ancestor?” she asked. “Or maybe I should rephrase my question… where did the ancestors come from?”

Lin Long opened his mouth to answer. “Of course we’re…”

Before he could finish his sentence, the silent space before them started to morph. The sea of darkness seemed to be ripped apart as a gigantic hole opened up. In no time, the hole widened enough to fill up their whole vision.

But it still continued to widen as though something was ripping it from the inside.

Yao Si’s heart clenched as goose bumps rose on her skin.

F*ck! What’s wrong now?