Chapter 628 - 172: Born a Worthless Stone, Not Worth Mourning If Destroyed
"Alright, alright, stop crying, An Le. What do you want to know? I’ll tell you the truth now..."
Seeing this, An Le wiped her tears, trying to calm her emotions, and asked,
"Okay, then Little Thumb, tell me, what exactly are you?"
"Emm... Actually, I am an alien from the Virgo A Star System, a high-dimensional symbiotic organism that feeds on spiritual energy."
"High-dimensional symbiotic... alien? What about what’s on Spencer..."
Little Thumb’s expression remained unchanged, as he started to smear other modifiers,
"That’s right, that’s my low-grade, dumb counterpart, Big Thumb. It lacks intelligence and only has instincts. It doesn’t know how to create and only knows how to plunder."
"Big Thumb... So, Little Thumb, there are four of your kind in total?"
"That’s right, but they’re not like me; they’re all low-grade beings driven by instinct alone."
An Le counted on her fingers, feeling doubtful about Little Thumb’s unwavering disdain.
Though she didn’t speak, Little Thumb could still sense her inner emotions.
Seeing this, Little Thumb glanced at An Le disdainfully and snorted coldly,
"I haven’t lied to you, believe it or not.
"Anyway, I, being intelligent, know how to nurture you, fulfill your wishes, making you strong and happy.
"This way, your spiritual energy grows, and I can feast.
"While the rest of the dimwits only know how to manipulate hosts without restraint to seize those spiritually strong beings... like Yan Huan."
Upon hearing the name "Yan Huan," An Le’s eyes involuntarily narrowed slightly,
"Xiao Huan?"
"Yes, his spiritual energy is arguably ’the best in the world’ and extremely delicious. That’s why Big Thumb manipulated Spencer to keep approaching Yan Huan."
Little Thumb initially fabricated with some awkwardness but somehow, the more he made up, the smoother the logic became,
"Have you ever wondered, didn’t Spencer say she disliked Yan Huan before? Didn’t Yan Huan also hate Spencer?
"Then, how come they suddenly became attracted to each other in such a short time?"
Listening to Little Thumb’s words, An Le’s rage caused by betrayal slowly subsided.
Consequently, suppressed memories and reason returned to her mind.
Indeed, Spencer and Xiao Huan were really like fire and water before.
The dislike Spencer showed toward Xiao Huan seemed sincere, though she was foolish yet honest.
Like just now, even knowing saying so would anger her, she still admitted to going to Xiao Huan’s house.
Why did their attitudes change so quickly?
"On one hand, Big Thumb subtly influenced Spencer’s thoughts; on the other, the bewitched Spencer used superpower to get closer to Yan Huan."
Little Thumb offered An Le answers to her questions one by one,
"Resulting in the current situation."
"Then... what might happen if Xiao Huan continues to have his spiritual energy plundered?"
"Who knows? They don’t understand moderation. It might lead Yan Huan to feel depressed, hopeless, despairing, insane..."
Little Thumb shook his tail slightly and said plainly,
"If spiritual energy isn’t nurtured but just consumed, it will become like this; early symptoms include becoming unlike one’s former self.
"From experience, those depleted of spiritual energy ultimately lose selfhood, becoming more miserable than living corpses."
Upon hearing this, An Le’s face turned paler.
Although still surrounded by some doubts, certain realities seemed to provide testament to An Le.
That Spencer, who dared to protect her even without knowing, now actually became a liar who betrayed friends...
And Xiao Huan?
What would happen to Xiao Huan after his spiritual energy has been plundered?
The Xiao Huan who cared for her in childhood, gentle Xiao Huan, what would they turn him into?
Thinking of such things, An Le’s heart felt unprecedented fear.
Her eyes trembled slightly but still didn’t completely trust Little Thumb, instead, she asked,
"... Then why didn’t you tell me this earlier?"
Little Thumb sighed, helplessly asking back,
"Well, let me ask, if I had told you, would you have tried to stop them from plundering Yan Huan?"
"..."
"An Le, you have to know, in the end, they and I are of the same kind. Besides, this is like eating dog meat."
Little Thumb’s expression was lively as if very troubled,
"I can choose not to eat dog meat, but I can’t force others not to eat dog meat either, can I?
"I know all about them, know they’re fools who don’t let go once they bite the hook."
"Now those hosts have been branded with a ’target Yan Huan’ mindset; once stopping them, things have to be done thoroughly, what’s the point?
"So didn’t I ask you before to choose someone else to like instead of Yan Huan?"
However, An Le felt immense pain upon hearing this.
Because to her, Yan Huan isn’t someone to be casually abandoned.
Like for a billionaire, losing a mountain of gold and silver might not hurt.
But for a beggar with only a few coins, every penny is everything.
It’s precisely because apart from Yan Huan and Spencer, she has no other friends since childhood, so when Spencer betrayed her, she was angrier than ever.
To her, Yan Huan is just as important.
Thinking of this, An Le finally made up her mind.
She raised her eyes to look at the helpless Little Thumb beside her, trembling as she pleaded,