Chapter 347: Those Minos really deserve to die!

A word was about to pop out of Little Fish’s mouth. Her pink, lustrous lips parted slightly, and it seemed that a word would pop out of Leng Xiaoyu’s mouth at any moment. But at the last moment, she swallowed it back.

She glanced at Lukasi, then shook her head with a self-deprecating smile.

“No need. I like Luoding City.”

‘Regrowing limbs? Such an overpowered ability… no wonder she’s the Top Miracle Doctor.’

‘Perfect timing—the main cast was missing a doctor. She’s definitely joining the party now.’

‘Little Fish’s heart moved. So staying in Luoding City wasn’t what she truly wanted.’

‘Fifteen years old is the age to charge ahead. In a vast empire spanning the universe, who would want to be trapped in a small city without even a few high-tech devices while still young?’

‘Why does this feel like the Pirate King? Den den mushi, finding a doctor…’

‘233. It really is the Interstellar Pirate King.’

“But besides that, I actually have another favor to ask you. A small one.”

“Happy to oblige.”

“In the next few days, someone might try to cross the crab wall and enter the Dark Swamp. I hope you can stop them—but don’t be too hard on them.” Leng Xiaoyu’s voice was soft.

“They’re… good people, just blinded by hatred.”

“Understood. I’ll pass that along to the person in charge.”

With those words, Leng Xiaoyu returned the conch to the crab’s body and tucked it back into the hidden compartment under the desk. Then she silently raised her head and stared out the window at the huge sun.

‘Can’t take it anymore. Little Fish only appeared for ten minutes, and she already ratted them out to the parents.’

‘Whoa, that old fish is sneaky—actually reporting them in secret.’

‘Promoted to the “old” titles?’

Seeing Leng Xiaoyu in a bad mood, Lukasi spoke up. “Still half an hour left?”

“Only fifteen minutes. Should we push back this afternoon’s free clinic a little?”

Leng Xiaoyu pulled her gaze away from the window and waved her hand. “No need. Keep it as scheduled. The free clinic time is limited—one more patient treated is one more.”

“Then rest a bit, Doctor Little Fish. When it’s time, I’ll come get you.”

“Mm.”

Snap. Lukasi closed the door softly, and the room fell silent again.

Leng Xiaoyu—no, Yun Ruoxi—confirmed the lens was gone and turned her focus back to Lin Zhen. The trace of helplessness and daze on her face instantly dissipated.

She punished herself by rubbing her soft cheeks vigorously and said in a voice only she could hear, “Yun Ruoxi, Yun Ruoxi, you’re really getting cocky.”

“You even let your mind wander during a performance. If it weren’t for Ultimate Acting being strong enough, you really would have been exposed!”

Perhaps because her original body had been too stifled for too long, whenever Yun Ruoxi put her main consciousness into her doppelganger, she couldn’t help but indulge herself as a form of revenge—eating a ton, occasionally living with her real personality instead of using ultimate acting, sleeping in, playing games…

After several OOC incidents, she decided not to design too complicated a character setting for her doppelganger like she did for the original. Instead, she added a little flair on top of her true self.

But the consequence was that she always let herself go and forgot she was actually acting—just like a moment ago.

Because for the first time in five years, she was communicating face-to-face with Lin Zhen and the others.

Even though she knew they didn’t know her true identity and that they had never forgotten her, the fact that they still remembered her and were willing to go so far for her filled her with emotion—even to the point of spacing out.

Normally, with ultimate acting as a safety net, even a little distraction wouldn’t be risky. But that guy Lin Zhen…

In just five years, he had completely changed from the naive fool she used to trick so easily. He had become extremely sharp, his eyes as piercing as blades—giving her an unsettling feeling of being watched.

From the internal monologue in the anime, it seemed that because she had tricked him too badly, he had studied psychology and performance studies intensively?

Yun Ruoxi gritted her back teeth angrily, feeling a strange irritation for some reason.

If she had to describe it, it was like her own puppy had been sent to study far away and boarded with a neighbor’s kid.

Then during summer break, she could finally see the puppy again—only to find out it had not only grown up but also learned a bunch of impressive commands. Under the kid’s direction, the puppy performed them all in front of her.

She was the one who gave the puppy away; she couldn’t blame anyone. Her heart ached because she had missed the puppy’s growth, yet she could only stew in silent frustration.

Now Yun Ruoxi truly understood the mentality of the cuckold she could never empathize with when reading doujinshi.

‘NTR people really deserve to die!’

“Forget it. I’ll leave the main cast anyway. I’m just a passerby in the first half of their lives. As long as this memory is treasured by both me and them, that’s enough.”

Yun Ruoxi shook her head, decided to stop dwelling on it, and began to review her doppelganger’s debut.

“Overall, it wasn’t bad. I showed the side of the simple character setting that needed to be displayed the most.”

She knew her actual personality was decent but nowhere near charming. So, as Lin Zhen had noticed, she had added a “pretending to be mature” layer beneath her personality as her charm source.

In percentage terms, the image “Leng Xiaoyu” currently showed to the outside world was about 90% her original personality and 10% the fabricated undertone.

Of course, if she switched to Little Fish’s other two alternate identities, it would be a different story. Those two identities didn’t appear often and would show up at the climax of the plot, so they needed careful design.

Just then, Lukasi’s call came from outside the door. “Doctor Little Fish, it’s almost time.”

“Coming!”

Yun Ruoxi stood up, reached under the desk, pulled out a lollipop, and walked out. She tore off the wrapper, popped the lollipop into her mouth, and the pleasant sweetness spread across her tongue, gradually dispersing her bad mood.

She pushed open the door, skipped down the stairs, and entered her consultation room. She grabbed the white coat hanging on the wall and put it on.

Then she hung the stethoscope around her neck—one she almost never used but insisted on wearing because she felt it showed off her identity as a doctor. She patted the table and called out, “Little Fish Doctor is ready! You may come in!”

As her voice fell, an old man whose cheeks were covered in carapace tottered in.

“Little Fish Doctor,” his voice trembled with reverence and a hint of hope.

Facing a patient, Yun Ruoxi’s voice also softened. She raised her hands, enveloped in a golden warm light, and gently pressed them forward.

“No need to say anything. I know everything. Close your eyes.”