Even the Abyss Wants a Wife 14

Chapter 14

“Ruling the world is tiring.”

The little flower demon was still counting on his fingers, muttering to the Abyss a hundred reasons why he didn’t want to rule the world.

Just as he reached “ruling the world requires work, no slacking off, and no sleeping in every day,” the humans had already returned to the base and were tirelessly holding various meetings, drafting various plans and backups, and someone had to be responsible for recording this moment, which was highly likely to be a major turning point for humanity.

“Everyone has seen the plan, and we’ve argued enough. Since you’ve all joined this meeting, you should know the content of this meeting.”

The meeting host, Mo Cheng, slowly began, a smile on her face.

It was known that Little Flower held a very important place in the Abyss’s heart, and what they needed to do was to bind that cute little flower to humanity.

After Mo Cheng explained this point, the room fell silent. The older members of the base’s top brass seemed to have not yet figured out how to bind a flower to humanity.

“Okay, let me give you an example,” the yellow-haired young man beside her said proudly, “I exchanged my game console for news of zero casualties.”

“We create what Little Flower needs, and if there’s no need, we create a need!”

…

When the snipe and clam grapple, it is the fisherman who profits. Thus, Little Flower became the biggest beneficiary between humanity and the Abyss.

But the biggest beneficiary at this time didn’t know what was about to happen. He was standing in the Abyss, looking around, and saying to Shi Changyuan,

“Then I can be considered to be home, right?”

Lin Ling blinked, mischief written all over his face. He shyly and hesitantly said, “Th-then can I decorate our home?”

“I’m not criticizing your aesthetics or anything.”

Lin Ling looked around the Abyss. Since his return, a single sofa and a small table had appeared. Every time they rested, the Abyss and he had to squeeze together, almost stacking on top of each other to sit down.

Although he understood some people liked the minimalist style, this was too minimal. What was the difference between this and what humans called an empty shell?

“I just think we could have a bit more furniture!” The little flower demon looked at the Abyss in front of him, ready to act cute, coquettish, and roll around if he was refused. Anything to get a little more.

But the Abyss didn’t seem to think too much about it. As soon as Lin Ling made his request, Shi Changyuan agreed.

“Of course,” the Abyss agreed almost without hesitation, “Ling Ling can arrange it however you like. The Abyss has everything.”

The Abyss indeed had everything. Lin Ling thought for a moment and decided to first put two beds side by side in the Abyss for resting.

The little flower demon provided the plan, and Shi Changyuan was the executor. He first brought out two beds, but he didn’t put them in two corners and separate them with something to act as separate rooms, as Lin Ling had expected.

“Isn’t it better to put them together?”

The Abyss looked at Little Flower with a serious expression, as if he was genuinely puzzled by this matter. “I thought Little Flower felt the bed wasn’t big enough, so he wanted two.”

“H-how can that be?”

Lin Ling was also confused by the question, but his three years of experience living in the human world told him that this didn’t seem right.

Humans seemed to like having their own private spaces.

“Does Ling Ling want to be separated from me?”

The Abyss’s tone was flat, but for some reason, Little Flower felt that this sentence sounded particularly pitiful.

“Th-then let’s put them together…?” Lin Ling was stunned by that sentence, his heart sinking. He couldn’t bring himself to refuse.

“Mm, together.”

The Abyss’s goal was achieved in an instant. With a wave of his hand, the two beds were seamlessly joined together, and he instinctively piled many plushies onto them.

Some were two or three meters tall, and some were only palm-sized, as if he had thrown his entire plushie inventory onto the two large beds, occupying almost two-thirds of the space.

“Wh-what is this?” Little Flower looked at the plushies that had appeared out of nowhere, his eyes widening, running forward to look and touch them.

“Plushies,” Shi Changyuan said, “Before the apocalypse, many humans liked to put these on their beds.”

Not many, but a huge number.

So many that after the Abyss swallowed a city, he found that his space was filled with mountains of them.

He looked at the vast number of plushies, many of the same style and of varying quality, feeling a little troubled. But although the Abyss didn’t understand what genuine meant, he knew which one felt the softest.

So the plushies he kept were the best ones he had selected.

Lin Ling looked at the plushies on the bed, then at the Abyss in front of him, with his calm expression and cold eyes. It was hard to imagine Shi Changyuan standing in a mountain of colorful, macaron-colored plushies, picking them one by one.

He held a plushie, looked at the man in front of him again, and suddenly understood what humans meant by contrast.

Thinking of this, Lin Ling’s eyes curved into a smile. He held a plushie in one hand and wrapped the other arm around Shi Changyuan’s neck, saying loudly, “Thank you, Yuan Yuan!”

“I love them!!!”

“Mm.”

Shi Changyuan reached out and hugged him back, not only accepting the thanks without hesitation but also holding Little Flower tightly in his arms and asking, “What else do you want?”

“More, more!” Lin Ling was also very skilled at being held. He wrapped his arms around Shi Changyuan’s neck, his eyes sparkling. “I also want star lights!”

“I want to hang star lights all over the Abyss!”

The little flower demon had big dreams. He stretched out his hand, pointing from left to right, “Here, I want to hang a row!”

“I’ve always wanted to do this.”

Lin Ling confessed, “Normally, I’ll hang star lights, and during festivals, I’ll hang different things, just like the human base.”

After nearly ten years of apocalypse, the boundaries between countries and races had long since blurred. Everyone celebrated festivals together, all kinds of festivals, focusing on liveliness and enjoying the present.

“During the New Year, I’ll hang a row of red lanterns, just like Sister Mo!”

Lin Ling frantically searched his brain for the festivals he had heard humans mention before, and the characteristic decorations of those festivals.

Shi Changyuan nodded without any objection, “Okay, we have lanterns.”

“For Halloween, we’ll hang a row of pumpkin lanterns!”

Shi Changyuan thought for a moment, having seen this festival in books, and agreed, “That’s fine too.”

“For Mid-Autumn Festival, we’ll hang a row of moons!”

Shi Changyuan paused, pondering where he could get a row of moons, while his seed continued excitedly,

“For Christmas, we’ll hang a row of socks!”

“For the Ghost Festival, we’ll hang a row of ghosts!”

“For Dragon Boat Festival, we’ll hang a row of Qu Yuans!”

Abyss: …

The Abyss gently reminded him, “Qu Yuan seems to be a human, we can’t hang him.”

“Humans can be hung!” The little flower demon said firmly and confidently, “I’ve heard of it.”

“I lived in the human base for three years, trust me!”