Chapter 30: 030 Outworlder Part 2

【Ughhh, Ruanruan is really so cute, Mommy wants to bury in and sniff and kiss you bald!】

Ming Ruan’s Live Broadcast Room had been interrupted until just now when it reopened.

During the time his stream was closed, the StarNet headlines had changed several times. Netizens were battered by one message after another, dizzy and confused. Even 100g surfing experts said they couldn’t handle so much information at once.

Yesterday, Shi Huai posted on StarBlog, Xie Gewen posted. The matter had barely remained at the level of two Beastmen rushing to anger for the sake of a beauty. It caused such huge attention only because both were incredibly famous and their change in attitude toward Ming Ruan was so drastic.

But this morning, when people were still drowsy, the Beastman Research Institute’s simple StarBlog report on a research breakthrough completely elevated the matter several levels.

Therianthropy was still a hot topic across the galaxy. Many people followed the Beastman Research Institute. But those reports, difficult for ordinary people to understand, usually didn’t generate excessive discussion.

This time was different. At the end of the lengthy report, words suddenly appeared: “Reverse Therianthropy Research enters a new phase,” “New data available for research obtained,” “Respects to Trial Executor of the 12th District, Ming Ruan.”

Many people skimmed past, then hurriedly scrolled back.

What? Reverse Therianthropy research entering a new phase? That research that hadn’t advanced since its inception, making people in the galaxy despair and directly treat Therianthropy as death?

Who provided the new data? Ming Ruan??

The entire network exploded into chaos!

Doubt, shock, madness…

Before everyone could vent their emotions and sort out the cause and effect,

Suddenly, another photo was uploaded.

It was the Main Star Central Hall, today serving as the venue for the Council’s application for prosecution and submission of materials.

In the image, many familiar Council officials sat. Yet, disregarding all decorum, they twisted their bodies, turned their heads, some holding their heads in shock, others red-eyed, all looking in the same direction.

In that direction sat one person.

The photo only captured his back and the nameplate in front of him.

That back was upright, spine straight, like green bamboo, like solid ice on a mountain peak, not dodging or flinching under everyone’s gaze.

Except for the pair of perked-up large wolf ears atop his head, that silhouette was no different from what many citizens had seen before.

Calm, restrained.

It was the Former Council Speaker, the Prosecutor of this case, Xie Gewen.

A single photo dropped, claiming the top headline, pushing down the previous post from the Beastman Research Institute.

The two StarBlog posts together hit netizens like a blow to the head, waking them: This isn’t a dream, everything is real.

Although Reverse Therianthropy research wasn’t complete, only advanced. Although Xie Gewen still retained beast-form traits after regaining human form.

But it was like a person despairingly awaiting death every day suddenly being told by the doctor: Hold on a little longer, there’s hope.

This time, not just casual spectators. Countless ordinary citizens of the Alpha Galaxy continuously flooded into Ming Ruan’s Live Broadcast Room.

Yet, before they could properly see what made this hope-bringing Executor different from others,

The stream was unexpectedly interrupted.

Someone said Ming Ruan was attacked.

The joy came to an abrupt halt.

Explosive. Now people truly exploded.

In just a few hours, the nobility sitting firmly on their fishing platforms were thoroughly exposed by resourceful citizens. Countless people staged sit-in protests in front of their mansions, demanding explanations and guarantees for Ming Ruan’s safety!

No one could have predicted that in just half a day, Ming Ruan’s status in the hearts of the Alpha Galaxy’s citizens had completely turned upside down!

This was also Su Yuyun’s goal.

He wanted to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, making it so no one afterwards would dare easily harbor ill intentions towards Ming Ruan. But it couldn’t be him, the Adjudicator, wielding the knife. The knife had to be wielded by Ming Ruan himself, by the thousands upon thousands of citizens of the Alpha Galaxy.

Only when Ming Ruan’s Live Broadcast Room reopened just now were the masses reassured again.

【Oh no, I was clearly planning to come in and discuss Reverse Therianthropy with everyone, then chat about the former Council Speaker becoming human again, then continue cursing the nobles together. Didn’t expect to get addicted to Ming Ruan’s beauty and be unable to escape】

【Waaah, baby, could you wear those little rabbit ears again just for a moment! Big Bad Wolf x Little White Rabbit, who’s shipping this madly, I’m not saying】

【Have you noticed! The fox and the white tiger are gone! Could it be!!】

【Aaaah could it be!!!】

【Ming Ruan hasn’t been officially appointed yet, right? I remember there’s a public lecture before an Executor gets officially appointed!】

【What!! There might be a chance to meet Ruanruan in person!!】

While netizens chatted freely, Ming Ruan had tired himself out and was quietly curled up on the sofa.

Su Yuyun hadn’t left yet. Ming Ruan was too embarrassed to ask why the Boss wasn’t going.

After the fun, the questions returned to his mind.

Recalling today’s scenes, Ming Ruan suddenly felt it was strange again.

He had indeed experienced how realistic these mechanical parts were. The Boss had also taken them off his head right on the spot.

Entering the Sanatorium Zone required wearing these little accessories, maybe a rule he, as an Earthling, simply didn’t understand.

That fox-eared youth and the Boss were the owners of the fox and White Tiger. It was normal for them to rush over when danger arose.

…

Everything seemed to check out, yet everything seemed a bit forced.

But Ming Ruan couldn’t find evidence to question it.

Ming Ruan racked his brains.

His fainting today was also inexplicable. Maybe he should ask—

“Ming Ruan.” Su Yuyun suddenly spoke.

Ming Ruan’s train of thought was interrupted. He looked up. “Here!”

Su Yuyun: “How many days until your probationary period ends.”

Ming Ruan answered instantly: “Exactly one week left!”

Su Yuyun nodded and dropped a bomb casually. “On the last day of the probationary period, you need to leave the Sanatorium Zone for your official appointment lecture. Remember to prepare for it.”

Ming Ruan: “Huh?”

Huh?

Ming Ruan felt dizzy.

What kind of social anxiety nightmare was this!

The last time he stood in front of many people to speak was during his college self-introduction!

Just thinking about it made him want to claw at the ground.

And what was a probationary lecture? Lecture to whom? What to talk about?!

Could this be a belated new employee interview? Or a new employee self-introduction?

Ming Ruan was like a small animal with its fur standing on end, instantly alert on full blast.

Cute.

Facing his Light Brain screen, Su Yuyun’s gaze involuntarily landed on Ming Ruan’s reflection cast on the coffee table.

Su Yuyun’s tactic had an immediate effect. Ming Ruan instantly threw the slight weirdness he was thinking about to the back of his mind.

Then he had to start preparing today! It was perfect timing that the Fluffies weren’t here; he didn’t need to split his attention caring for them.

Ming Ruan immediately opened his Light Brain’s note page, preparing to ask for advice while the Boss was still sitting here.

But Su Yuyun suddenly called out again, “Ming Ruan.”

“Mm?”

This time, it wasn’t an intentional interruption.

Su Yuyun pulled back that miniscule hint of relaxation and stared at the message his Light Brain received. “That matter from today.”

He meant the incident where he was almost forcibly taken away?

Ming Ruan listened intently.

“There’s already a result.” Su Yuyun said. “They want to apologize to you in person.”

“Huh?”

“The day after tomorrow, at Clarence Garden on the Main Star.”

Ming Ruan’s brain stopped. “What, what Starbucks Garden?”

The gradually tensing atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

Su Yuyun turned his head aside and paused for two seconds before turning back.

He explained carefully, “The incident you encountered today was perpetrated by certain Main Star nobles out of selfish interest, but this doesn’t represent the will of all nobility.”

“The Clarence Family is the highest-ranking noble family currently existing. They happened to be away from the Main Star recently. Upon hearing about today’s events, they believe their oversight is to blame and hope to apologize to you personally.”

Su Yuyun translated the complex wording of the invitation, finally saying, “The Clarence Family is upright and trustworthy. You can trust them. But if you don’t…”

“Is it outside the Sanatorium Zone?” Ming Ruan asked quietly.

“Yes.” Su Yuyun nodded. “If you…”

“Great!” Ming Ruan’s eyes lit up, and he agreed readily.

Su Yuyun: “…”

Doesn’t like staying in the Sanatorium Zone?

Just like he bought so many beast ears and tails but didn’t ask him for the pair of White Tiger ears.

Doesn’t like it?

Su Yuyun had clearly disguised it flawlessly, but Ming Ruan still sensed the atmosphere turn cold.

He hesitated. “Will it cause trouble for the Sanatorium Zone? Executors aren’t supposed to leave for too long…”

“No need to worry.” This time, Su Yuyun made the decision directly. “I’ll handle it.”

Even if these undeserved calamities hadn’t caused Ming Ruan any real harm, that group indeed owed an explanation.

Moreover,

Seeing Ming Ruan’s look of anticipation for outside the Sanatorium Zone,

Su Yuyun’s expression darkened slightly.

Ming Ruan should have the right to choose. He would handle the rest.

So the matter was settled easily.

Ming Ruan just thought an apology meant sitting down for coffee, explaining the ins and outs of the matter, maybe some cliché compensation plot, but nothing more.

He was indeed eager to take the chance to see an interstellar city.

But it wasn’t until he and the Boss took the Flying Sedan together, whizzing past countless buildings full of science-fantasy colors and finally landing at a garden that, from the aerial view, occupied a massive area, that Ming Ruan realized something was off.

Clarence Garden, one of the most luxurious structures on the entire Main Star, featured both indoor and outdoor areas. The outdoor area emulated ancient waters, trees, flowers, and grasses. Regardless of the season, the flowers revived by the Hundred Species Research Institute bloomed perpetually; the trees and grasses were lush and green. It was the place on the Main Star closest to the natural scenery of ancient times.

The indoor area consisted of a ten-story building with completely open floors from top to bottom, retro, magnificent, extremely luxurious and ostentatious.

Ming Ruan watched blankly as the Flying Sedan landed before this building comparable to a grand Roman cathedral. Like a little quail, he no longer dared to ask Su Yuyun if they had arrived.

It was Su Yuyun who spoke first: “We’re here.”

In the span of those two words, Ming Ruan watched a formation of patrolling Mecha walk past. A string of people in unified uniforms, seemingly maids, carried items and filed into the ‘garden.’ Nearby, people in magnificent, formal attire, likely nobility, were being escorted toward the garden.

At the same time, Su Yuyun also got off the Flying Sedan.

Seeing Ming Ruan unmoving, he paused, stood outside the Flying Sedan, and extended his hand toward him inside.

Before him, the Boss, who usually looked at people as indifferently as looking at dogs, heavy with authority, was sharply dressed in a straight black military uniform with noble, sharp golden accessories. Yet he leaned slightly toward himself, offering his hand, which was clad in a half-palm black glove.

Ming Ruan slowly lowered his head.

And himself: wearing a sweater that was creamy orange, like an orange cat. Ordinary jeans. Ordinary sneakers. The back of his sweater even had a huge smiley face printed on it! Because that smiley face looked very much like a cat, very cute, so he bought it!

“…” Ming Ruan silently let out a sharp internal scream.

How did this happen?

How could there still be so many feudal remnants in this interstellar age?

Weren’t they just supposed to be apologizing?!

But in just those few seconds of hesitation, many people around had already stopped to look over.

Ming Ruan felt suffocated.

He simply closed his eyes, jumped out of the Flying Sedan, and then stared fixedly at his Boss, trying to ignore the surrounding environment.