The five senses of ability users were far sharper than those of ordinary people, so the two in the kitchen had heard the commotion in the living room long ago.
Pei Wenye instinctively looked toward Fu Shiyi.
Sensing his gaze, Fu Shiyi continued stir-frying without even lifting his head. “T01 Fringe Star is the most dangerous place in the Federation. I don’t want Mistress to get hurt.”
He didn’t care whether these rivals lived or died. But only if they became stronger could they better protect Mistress.
When facing the insectoids, even an SSS-ranked ability user couldn’t claim that he could protect his Mistress completely on his own.
A few combat mechas were nothing difficult for him.
Besides… he had already received Mistress’s reward.
Pei Wenye said, “That’s not what I wanted to ask.”
He was silent for a moment before adding, “Um, I don’t know how to pilot a mecha.”
He had never undergone systematic training and knew even less about combat mechas. Even if Fu Shiyi gave him the best mecha, he wouldn’t know how to operate it.
Fu Shiyi raised his eyes. His gaze lingered on Pei Wenye for a moment before he lowered it and continued stir-frying.
Pei Wenye silently went on helping him.
A male who couldn’t pilot a mecha was indeed hard to believe.
Fu Shiyi thought he was joking. It was only natural that he didn’t want to talk to him.
Pei Wenye looked dispirited, but his hands never slowed.
Before long, the two of them had dinner ready.
After they finished eating, a systematic combat-mecha operation manual suddenly appeared in the group chat between Yunyang and her five beast husbands.
Qin Mo and the other two felt even more complicated.
Did Fu Shiyi have to be this considerate?
They were almost too embarrassed to compete with him for Mistress’s favor.
Of course, that was just something they said.
Not competing for her favor was impossible!
With Fu Shiyi setting such a good example, the other four beast husbands successively presented Yunyang with the things they had prepared.
Qin Mo had prepared a series of protective suits specially issued to the Federation military.
The suits offered different functions, but they could be combined and linked to an optical computer.
Whenever a function was needed, all one had to do was call up the corresponding template on the optical computer.
Xuan Yu had prepared quite a few powerful potions, along with a pistol capable of firing them.
Aside from the essential suppressants, there were special-effect healing agents, paralysis agents, and more.
Every one of them was the best available.
If he hadn’t had connections, it would have been impossible to buy such a complete selection.
The three rivals had taken care of all the equipment, so Rong Jin brought out the preservation-space storage device he had prepared long ago.
It was filled with snacks and dishes he had made in his spare time. Stored inside the preservation-space device, they would never spoil.
He had figured that the conditions on Fringe Star couldn’t compare with those at home, and that Yunyang would have to make do when it came to meals.
With these provisions, she could improve her food whenever she wanted.
None of the gifts from the three beast husbands could have been prepared in just a few days. Clearly, like Fu Shiyi, they had all made their preparations in advance.
The protective equipment and potions also came with portions for the other beast husbands.
As for the food and snacks, Rong Jin hadn’t prepared any for his rivals. They would have taken too much time to make, and most males didn’t care much about the pleasures of eating.
However, he had thoughtfully prepared colorful nutritional supplements in every flavor, specially made for females.
There was more than enough to go around!
Once the gifts had been given, it was only natural that they should ask for their rewards.
Before leaving, Yunyang experienced three different kinds in a single day.
Of the five beast husbands, only the things prepared by Pei Wenye had yet to be revealed.
Xuan Yu said sarcastically, “Mistress is going to such a dangerous place. You didn’t prepare anything at all, did you?”
Rong Jin poured tea. “Mistress, Pei Wenye doesn’t care about you in the slightest. Why don’t you divorce him?”
Those two had been at each other’s throats when they first met, yet now they were singing the same tune.
Pei Wenye immediately looked toward Yunyang, a trace of nervousness showing on his face.
“Mistress, I did prepare something.”
Yunyang was currently curled up exhaustedly in Fu Shiyi’s arms.
Since he had worn her out the day before, Fu Shiyi hadn’t joined in today. Instead, he had considerately given her a massage.
His technique was scientific and professional. She was so comfortable that she was nearly falling asleep, and she hadn’t paid much attention to what the other beast husbands were saying. She merely nodded absently.
Even if she had heard them clearly, she wouldn’t have cared much.
The other beast husbands had all prepared something, so it didn’t matter whether Pei Wenye had or not.
Pei Wenye naturally noticed how little she cared.
In a panic, he hurried forward and lifted Yunyang out of Fu Shiyi’s arms.
The massage was forced to stop. Yunyang opened her eyes and glanced at Pei Wenye, then wrapped her arms around his neck and found a comfortable position in his embrace.
As long as she didn’t have to walk by herself right now, she didn’t care which beast husband carried her.
With the person in his arms taken away, Fu Shiyi raised his eyes and stared at Pei Wenye for a moment, but said nothing.
“Mistress, I prepared something for you too!”
As he spoke, Pei Wenye carried Yunyang upstairs in large strides.
Qin Mo and the other two looked at their backs, then at Fu Shiyi, who remained calmly seated where he was. Their eyes filled with confusion.
Fu Shiyi was really just letting that Black Flood Dragon carry Mistress away?
The three of them didn’t understand it, but considering that Pei Wenye had been isolated these past two days, they magnanimously chose not to compete with him.
On the second floor, in Pei Wenye’s room.
After setting Yunyang down in an armchair, he spoke somewhat nervously. “Mistress, the gift I prepared isn’t as expensive as theirs. Please… don’t dislike it.”
The fact that it had made Pei Wenye so nervous—and that he had secretly brought it out just for her—made Yunyang genuinely curious.
She sank deeper into the armchair, casually delivering another sweet line. “As long as it’s something you prepared, I won’t dislike it.”
Sigh.
After spending so much time browsing the StarNet, she was practically becoming a master of sweet talk.
Pei Wenye relaxed slightly, but he still hesitated for a long while before opening his storage device and taking out the gift he had prepared for Yunyang.
It was a black dress with a shallow V-neck.
Judging by its length, it should fall to about mid-calf when Yunyang put it on.
The dress’s design wasn’t particularly eye-catching, but its cut was incredibly versatile. It was the kind of style that wouldn’t look out of place no matter what it was paired with.
Yunyang’s wardrobe was filled with clothes in all sorts of styles, but she really didn’t have many simple, versatile little black dresses.
Pei Wenye had clearly put a great deal of thought into noticing that.
To Yunyang, the thought behind a gift was just as precious as its value.
Her eyes curved into a smile, and there wasn’t a trace of insincerity in her expression. “Pei Wenye, I really like it.”
“Really?” Pei Wenye breathed a sigh of relief. Holding the dress, he moved closer to her ingratiatingly. “As long as Mistress likes it.”
He had only prepared one dress. Compared with his four rivals, it really wasn’t much to show for himself.
But the shed scales he had saved were only enough to make this one dress.
When Pei Wenye drew closer, Yunyang noticed that the fabric wasn’t made from anything commonly found in the interstellar age.
She reached out and touched it. It was smooth and carried a faint coolness, much like the feel of Pei Wenye’s beast form.
Yunyang looked up. “Pei Wenye, what is this dress made of?”
“My dragon scales.”
Afraid that she would dislike it, Pei Wenye lowered his head and hurriedly explained, “Our Flood Dragon clan sheds its skin only twice in a lifetime—once upon reaching adulthood and once upon transforming into a dragon.”
“This is the skin I shed when I came of age. It’s waterproof and fireproof, and it has excellent defensive properties!”
