Xyrin Empire-Chapter 120 - : The Leisure Time of the Big Shots

Chapter 120: Chapter 120: The Leisure Time of the Big Shots

When I think back to that messed up winter break from a few months ago, boy was it a heart-stopping holiday!

I’m not exaggerating, really. If you don’t think traveling to an Otherworld to be a Savior, leading an army against tens of thousands of monsters, and duking it out with an ancient, skillful boss monster using moves you aren’t even familiar with counts as thrilling, then… well, never mind…

Let’s set aside why a perfectly good winter break turned into something out of a blockbuster film and just accept that I can finally enjoy some downtime.

Ahem, it’s truly a pleasure compared to wrestling with Caesar.

Our current location? A luxury beach arranged by some super-rich gal.

This planet is filled with wonders; one part is scorching hot with sandstorms galore, but just a bit of silver will get you a few hours’ flight to paradisiacal beaches and bikinis, pollution-free. God really outdid Himself by shaping this universe into a sphere, an excellent display of craftsmanship for a prime deity.

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Sandora once mentioned that some planes have a completely different world structure from this universe. With their conventional architecture of round skies and square lands, or those huge hollow spherical worlds with the sun smack in the middle—that’s a real headache. In those worlds, it’s like living inside an eggshell with the sun at the core, one temperature all year round. And the universal constants don’t operate logically. Even the best Xyrin Navigators get lost for half a month upon entering. To be honest, I don’t have much insight into those fascinating worlds that Sandora described—I don’t even understand what they are about yet, even though everyone else seems to get it with no difficulty.

Though I do remember Sandora’s comment on those hollow spherical world templates: such messy designs have to be the work of a Creator God who was drunk at the time or someone with a penchant for performance art.

That was the first time I ever heard about a performance artist in the Divine Race.

Alright, I’ve digressed. Let’s get back to the sunny beaches.

The sand warmed by the sun, the waves, the breeze, and of course, the bikinis—this is a place where every male creature longs to be—I think you get it, no need to explain.

But hanging out with a bunch of ladies stripped me of a lot of fun, which was totally unexpected. I know you get it too, but let me explain anyway.

Qianqian and Sandora were keeping too close an eye on me…

I swear, I had zero interest in all the strange beauties on the beach, purely from an artistic standpoint. Forget the ordinary girls who can’t hold a candle to Qianqian and the others, even if a God-sent Angel were among them, I wouldn’t be tempted. And of course, it has nothing to do with already having an Angel Sister, I swear!

However, the ladies’ interpretation seems to be, “Trust in ghosts over a man’s word.” They focused 80% of their attention on surveilling me. I can just imagine, the moment my gaze wandered even slightly impure, death glares would come from all directions, ready to execute me on the spot without a burial. Fortunately, my character, though not on Liu Xia Hui’s level, is firm enough. Since I had no intentions of flirting around, I didn’t mind Qianqian and the others keeping watch. And being watched so carefully by beautiful women… how should I put it… does evoke a peculiar sense of pride…

Of course, a proper protest is essential.

“Come on, do you all really see me as some kind of pervert?”

Surrounded by the protective crowd of ladies, I said this helplessly.

Qianqian glanced at Sandora, then nodded.

Sandora glanced at the surrounding ladies, then nodded.

Little Baobao didn’t understand what we were talking about, but when she saw everyone else nodding, she followed suit.

My sister shrugged her shoulders, saying, “It’s three against zero now, would my vote even count?”

With tears in my eyes, I grabbed Pandora, who was licking a lollipop with a serious expression next to me, and cried out, “Honey, you wouldn’t vote against me too, would you?”

Pandora’s face turned red as she whispered softly, “No matter what Brother looks like, Pandora doesn’t mind…”

Purposely! This girl is 400 percent doing this on purpose! I knew it; I shouldn’t let her hang out with Lin Xue and Sandora all the time. Look, she’s learned bad habits now, hasn’t she?

“Forget it—” I said suddenly with a laugh, pinched Pandora’s cheek, told her to keep an eye on Bubbles sleepwalking nearby to prevent him from being kidnapped by some weird uncle, and then I comfortably lay back in the lounge chair.

With so many pleasing sights surrounding me, I shouldn’t get too greedy.

This is a rare opportunity to see Qianqian and the others in their swimwear.

Qianqian wore a bright yellow swimsuit today, exuding a youthful vitality. Her figure was surprisingly good, beyond my expectations. Though petite, her body had all the right curves, her proportions golden. Honestly, I don’t prefer the bombshell aesthetic of the West; it’s the Eastern-style fullness like Qianqian’s that is truly authentic!

My sister’s swimsuit was a more conservative black one, with a simple design, but this seemingly ordinary swimsuit further highlighted my sister’s mature charm and slender figure. Paired with her gentle smile, it exuded an irresistible allure.

Sandora favored a sky-blue color. Her sky-blue swimsuit, matched with a blue scarf tied around her waist, made this dignified and elegant princess look like a sea elf. A moist breeze blew, and her dazzling golden hair glittered with a dreamlike halo, intoxicating those who beheld her.

It’s no exaggeration to say that ninety percent of the eyes on the entire beach were focused on these three differently charming beauties. Among the looks, there was admiration, jealousy, but most of all, appreciation.

As for those gazes with impure intentions—well, they make up the remaining ten percent, but now they’ve heeded the call of the Curse Goddess and rushed off with diarrhea…

And then there was the remaining trio of Lolis. Okay, I admit they’re adorable, but three washboards paired with children’s swimwear—are you that depraved?

“Human beings really know how to enjoy life… Just this aspect alone is slightly better than us Xyrin Apostles,” Sandora said lazily as she stretched out beside me, lying down, then effortlessly started helping herself to my juice.

“Thank heavens, Earthlings finally have something you appreciate,” I said with a wry smile. After all this time, Sandora’s only praise for humans was their capacity for pleasure, which was rather sad.

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“Hehe…” Sandora chuckled foolishly, then rolled over on the plastic sheet and snuggled into my embrace, “Hug…”

Life is just so wonderful…

“You two are really treating me as if I’m invisible, huh…” Qianqian’s voice suddenly rang from above me at an angle. Though there was a slight hint of jealousy, she wasn’t really angry. Somewhere along the way, Qianqian had accepted Sandora, and a subtle understanding had formed between the two girls—I could only thank any and all gods that may exist for bestowing upon me such immense happiness.

Of course, I would have been even happier if Little Baobao hadn’t tried climbing on me every three minutes to use me as a trampoline…

My sister watched from the side and said helplessly, “I have no idea what kind of good karma you’ve amassed in a past life to deserve this, and for some reason, I just can’t get mad at you—if it were anyone else, I might have cursed them to find three insects in their meal every single day for the rest of their life…”

“Sister…” I said, turning green, “That’s disgusting…”

I gently kissed the soft hair of the two girls and looked off into the distance.

A bit further away on the shallow beach, Asida and Asidora were happily frolicking, and I could faintly hear their laughter.

In another direction, some guy in a floral shirt, big shorts, and sunglasses was leading a group of kids building a sandcastle, looking every bit the affectionate, popular dad. No one would guess that this guy was also a high-level commander of the most powerful military forces in the universe and the craftiest bootlegger in K City.

This made me reflect for the umpteenth time that Xyrin Apostles really can’t be measured by common standards…