Fang Ze held her gently, then silently invoked "Personal Deprivation."
In a moment, Fang Ze felt that from soul to body, Little Grass belonged entirely to him; he could freely decide her life, death, and everything else.
Indeed, this was Fang Ze's thought: to snatch control of Little Grass using his ability.
Little Grass herself was a clone planted by the Flower God, possessing the air of the Flower God, and with her naive nature, she was controlled by the Flower God.
However, this control was not absolute; Little Grass was still an independent entity.
If Fang Ze could control her with higher authority, theoretically, the Flower God would no longer be able to influence Little Grass.
And for the safety of Little Grass, Fang Ze could also use his control over her to directly place her in the Demigod Prison remotely.
By doing so, when the day for the Flower God's descent came, after the Flower God had infused all her power into Little Grass, Fang Ze could straight away send the benefited Little Grass to the Demigod Prison.
This would protect Little Grass and allow her to benefit, while incidentally... letting the Flower Morning Festival proceed smoothly.
As for smoothing things over afterward, that was none of Fang Ze's concern: the Flower God descends halfway, and the clone is gone, what did that have to do with Fang Ze? Go ask the Flower God.
He was just an ordinary director of the Security Bureau.
Thinking this way, Fang Ze then began to implement the second step of his plan: to trap the Flower God.
As a reservist streetlamp ornament, Fang Ze had rich experience in "playing both sides."
The Flower God had always wanted Fang Ze to return the clone...
He was now going to "return" it; why not extract some benefits?
Wow, this chapter got blocked late at night, totally broke my spirits (actually, there wasn't really any plot, it's just weird, I had placed this chapter in the section about the first kiss).
Then I urgently revised it and just got it approved; it was a bit late. It's the last two days of the month, asking for a surge of monthly tickets.
The , which is chapter 125, will be updated around 2 a.m. on August 30.
The two leaves atop her head gently shook, as if to dispel boredom.
Hearing the door open, Little Grass couldn't help but look up.
Upon seeing that it was Fang Ze, Little Grass quickly stood up and then, with a happy face, "thump thump thump" ran towards him.
But probably because she ran too hastily, and her limbs were uncoordinated, when she reached Fang Ze, she couldn't brake in time and her body bent over more than ninety degrees.
This made her move forward again, involuntarily falling forwards, then with a "thump," she knelt down in front of Fang Ze.
Little Grass might not have even realized what happened, supporting herself with her hands, looking up at Fang Ze with a dazed face, the two leaves atop her head swaying...
Fang Ze hadn't expected something to happen either. He held back his laughter, bent down to help the endearingly clumsy Little Grass up, then crouched down, affectionately dusting the dirt off her knees before he said, "We're all acquaintances here, there's no need for such grand gestures."
Little Grass looked down at Fang Ze, "Ya! Ya~!"
Outside of the Late-Night Investigation Room, Fang Ze couldn't understand her, taking it as her way of saying thank you.
After dusting the dirt off her knees, Fang Ze held her hand and led her to the Late-Night Investigation Room.
Then he pulled Little Grass to sit down, bent over, and looked straight into her eyes, saying, "Little Grass, do you trust me?"
Little Grass quickly nodded, calling out "Ya ya" twice.
Fang Ze held Little Grass's shoulders, then said, "So, to allow you to break free from the Flower God and freely live in the real world..."
"I might have to temporarily make you my Vassal. Can you accept that?"
Fang Ze's words might have been too abstruse for Little Grass, as she tilted her head and milkily voiced a curious "Ya?" as her two leaves slightly swayed.
But, within moments, her face blossomed into an adorable smile, and she nodded vigorously.
Clearly, though she didn't understand, she could feel Fang Ze's heart towards her. Thus, she was willing to trust Fang Ze.
Seeing Little Grass agree, Fang Ze was also relieved.
He stretched out his hand, and a hand-chop struck Little Grass on the neck.
Little Grass's body jolted sharply, then with a puzzled face, she limply collapsed into Fang Ze's arms.