Chapter Sixty-Four: Consideration
Ji Ma seldom hesitated, but this time she did. She returned to her bedroom.
She had never expected that a perfect way to turn back into a man would present itself in this form.
Yes, being a diamond-level powerhouse with divine mechanical fortune and a fragment of the Demon King’s crown, changing gender was not particularly difficult for Ji Ma.
She had never thought about it before.
Having gone through so much, if one were to speak of hopes and aspirations, she had already seen the depths from the cliff’s edge. The raw rice had already been cooked and eaten.
But this was different.
Just a choice to break the egg or to do nothing.
Her life would unfold anew.
It wouldn’t collapse, nor would she have those experiences that would make everything with George vanish into thin air.
Ji Ma was still somewhat uneasy; she wanted to call George.
According to the agreement, Ji Ma had to announce her intention to call George in advance. After all, they were currently in a battle, and George couldn’t possibly appear.
But she still wanted to see George, miss him, want to pinch his nose, want to kiss him, and had many questions to ask him.
Ji Ma called out George’s name, called out his nickname, even using the nickname of the number one doghead in the national server, hoping that George would appear from thin air, take her hand, pat her face, and warn her not to shout nicknames recklessly.
But nothing happened.
George rejected the call.
Ji Ma skipped a bit and jumped into the dream palace, hoping she might be able to find Jenna or Evuruye through the dream.
Fortunately, Jenna was actually sleeping.
So, Ji Ma wove through the black and white dreamscape and arrived next to Jenna.
Reaching Jenna’s tent.
Inside the tent, it was dark and filled with a strong medicinal smell, under which was a faint, familiar strange odor.
Following the strange smell, Ji Ma found, sure enough, the neatly arranged pots and pans nearby, and as she got closer, she caught the scent again.
Stinky tofu was something Ji Ma had taught Jenna to make, and she had started making it herself.
“Ji Ma?”
Jenna got up from the bed spread on the floor; the bed was large, and at the head stood a helmet rack. Seeing George’s personal belongings, Ji Ma realized they had been sleeping together.
Jenna rubbed her eyes and asked, “Is it you?”
“It’s me,” Ji Ma said. “Although I didn’t announce it as agreed, I can’t just come to find you; it could cause trouble.”
With her identity, appearing among the Imperial troops would raise suspicion about Jenna and George.
“Don’t worry,” Jenna said. “Since you’ve come, it must mean you have something urgent.”
Jenna was wearing a thin purple nightgown, her golden hair loose and messy, framing her oval face. However, the loose clothing didn’t cover much, revealing her curves.
Ji Ma couldn’t help but ask, “Can I hug you?”
Suddenly embracing her, Ji Ma found Jenna’s chest very soft, and Jenna’s hand stroked her back gently.
Ji Ma wanted to laugh; did Jenna think of herself as a little kid? But she said nothing, just enjoyed the moment of tenderness until she realized her chest was a bit constricted, at which point she released her hold.
“Feeling better?”
“Much better,” Ji Ma said. “But my chest is a bit tight; I find I’ve grown quite a bit.”
“Your future children will definitely be very happy.”
Talking about children made Ji Ma’s head ache; she said, “I want to ask you something, Jenna.”
“Go ahead; the chair is here.”
“Okay.” Ji Ma sat down on the chair; it was a bit small.
Jenna sat opposite her, her eyes covered with a cloth strip. Though Ji Ma couldn’t see her gaze, she still felt a gentle look seemed to fall on her from behind the cloth.
In front of Jenna, Ji Ma felt an ocean of acceptance; even herself, her values were practically at odds with Jenna’s. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say there was a lot of bloodshed, merely called a heaping of evil. But Jenna was still so gentle.
“Can you tell me how you all attacked the Demon King Moma? I mean the one who was killed, not you.”
“This matter is very complicated; Ji Ma, what aspect do you want to know?”
“You three infiltrated the Demon King’s palace; weren’t you afraid of being discovered?”
Ji Ma asked, “Was it a decision made in resolve?”
“Of course it was George; he believed it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I trusted him; he was so confident he would succeed.”
“Alright, that question was pointless. That guy’s confidence is almost arrogance,” Ji Ma said. “But when you infiltrated the Demon King’s palace, weren’t you afraid of being discovered?”
Jenna smiled slightly, her face showing a certain pride as she said, “Of course we were worried. George had investigated how Demon King Moma operated; he was a naturally gifted being. Beautiful women were like toys in his hands. But…”
As Jenna spoke, she rubbed her oval face, chest rising and falling as she gestured.
George was very serious and planned a quick escape route, so we infiltrated very slowly, taking a whole day to move. Every time we moved a little, we had to use various methods to prepare our escape route. I was originally quite worried, but seeing how responsible and serious George was, I felt at ease.
“Ji Ma, you must feel very safe next to George. You’re seeking safety by being with him, right?”
“Hah.” Ji Ma turned her head. “What? I’m just being toyed with by fate.”
Jenna showed Ji Ma a warm smile.
“In other words, if you were discovered, you could escape at an incredible speed.”
“Yes,” Jenna replied. “But later on, we found we could be very careful. George is skilled in creating miracles; our infiltration was perfect. When we reached the Demon King’s bedroom, he didn’t even notice us.”
“I even conducted a short protective ceremony to bolster everyone.”
Ji Ma’s expression became quite complex upon hearing this.
Goodness, the brave team didn’t even notice when they stood in front of the bedroom door.
Thinking about it, she herself had made the same mistake on Earth, just having returned to her bedroom and that guy George had been waiting outside the door for a long time.
This statement, when I recall it, I find it unbelievable.
Jenna said, “I thought we had an insider in the Demon King’s palace.”
But George said this was a righteous deed, fate was favoring them.
“There’s nothing unbelievable about it.”
Ji Ma self-mockingly said, “When I was the Demon King on Earth, George attacked me, waiting for me right in front of my bedroom door. When I came back, he kicked the door open and arrested me.”
George told me I was another version.
“What version? A more painful version.”
Ji Ma replied, “Pain is mutual, Ji Ma. So I think you are in pain; it’s just me being overly concerned. I’m sorry.”
Ji Ma paused, remembering that Jenna was referring to the last time they had the gathering after defeating Lü Bu, when Jenna admonished George for being too rough with her.
“It’s fine,” Ji Ma said nonchalantly. “I’ve pretty much forgotten it.”
As she spoke, Ji Ma stood up.
Jenna said, “Ji Ma, do you need a protective talisman? Leading the Demon Army, I’m really afraid of dangerous situations.”
“No need, I’m already a chosen one of the three gods; using your talisman would conflict with that.”
Ji Ma looked at gentle Jenna, gazing at this beautiful girl, her demeanor pure, and felt her heart flutter.
She said, “Jenna.”
“Mm?”
“If I didn’t show up, would you and George be happier?”
After saying that, Ji Ma regretted it because Jenna wouldn’t lie, and the question was so foolish, foolish enough to be on par with “If you and your mother fell in the water, who would you save?”
Jenna thought seriously and replied, “Probably, yes. George and I, just like in a fairy tale, the brave hero and the holy maiden get married and are together for life.”
Ji Ma awkwardly smiled and said, “I’m sorry, it’s my own mind that’s gone wrong, being so self-righteous.”
However, the thought of Ji Ma not being with them made her feel sad. Jenna said, “Because you would be all alone, and that’s quite sad.”
Ji Ma hugged Jenna, said nothing, just softly said, “Thank you.”
“What’s wrong with you today, Ji Ma?” Jenna asked. “You’re usually a bit domineering.”
If it were normally, Ji Ma wouldn’t ask like this; she would probably say, “I’m capable of stealing men, even as a legitimate wife, and you can’t beat me. Are you angry or not?”
“Can I now move my hand off my chest?”
“Oh dear, just now you hurt my feelings; I was just helping you massage it, comforting my injured spirit.”
Jenna was quick, retaliating with her own methods.
It quickly escalated into wrestling, the two girls falling onto the floor, playing around for nearly ten minutes until the alarm went off.
Jenna breathed heavily and said, “Stop messing around; my nap is over, and I need to go treat someone.”
Only then did Ji Ma release her hold, stand up, cup her face with her hands, and smile, saying, “No matter the elasticity, size, or shape, I surpass you all.”
Jenna said, “Liar, I don’t agree.”
“This is a big deal; next time we’ll ask George for a comparison.”
Jenna blushed slightly and said, “That’s a matter.”
Ji Ma reached into her chest to adjust her bra and said, “Just asking, do you dare?”
“You really are a succubus.”
Jenna said, “I dare.”
“Alright, goodbye then.”
Ji Ma found a snake-skin bag, red and white patterned, in the dream palace, and she was very satisfied. She used this bag to store the lust egg.
Now, this snake-skin bag was by her feet, looking like a woman rushing for the Spring Festival transportation.
Ji Ma chanted the name of the Lord of Transformation before preparing to travel back to the past.
In a flash of inspiration, she asked the Lord of Transformation.
Since I’m traveling back to the past, can I find an opportunity to deal with Marus?
No. The voice of the Lord of Transformation echoed in her mind: “You can’t even get out of the demon’s control.”
Why?
This doesn’t count as true time travel; it simply allows you to go back and make a choice.
Why?
I really like your curiosity; do you want to know more?
Ji Ma quickly suppressed her curiosity; countless heroes and champions were corrupted due to curiosity by the Lord of Transformation—though corruption seemed odd when applied to Ji Ma.
Ji Ma said, “I understand, take me away quickly!”
No sooner had she spoken.
Before her, a marble wall appeared with several holes in it. From one hole protruded a tanned big backside, from which hung an oil painting. The subject of the painting was a beautiful lady wrapped in a magnificent dress.
That lofty demeanor was in stark contrast to the thing below.
Arrived.
Ji Ma summoned her serene and secretive radiance, lifted the precious egg.
She glanced at the backside on the wall and said, “Someone’s beautiful life is about to end.”
