Dimensional Codex System I M Really Not A Cultist
/ Dimensional Codex System: I'm really not a cultist! Chapter 505
Chapter 505: Chapter 504: This Goddess Must Be Poisonous! Chapter 505: Chapter 504: This Goddess Must Be Poisonous! What's happening?!
When the sensation of weightlessness seized Fang Zheng's body, pulling him into a fall, he was taken aback. He hadn't received any warning of danger. Even the spells he had just cast hadn't indicated any threat. So why was this happening?
“Splash!!”
But before Fang Zheng could figure it out, he felt as though he had plunged into a warm body of water, and when he finally managed to emerge from the water, he discovered that his surroundings were once again growing bright and dazzling. However, unlike the cold, empty room devoid of artistic flair he was in before, the entire room was now filled with luxurious decorations that seemed odd yet pleasing to the eye. Entwined like vines around the columns that stretched upwards across the walls, large gemstones radiated light.
The room before Fang Zheng had transformed into a large, pool-like round chamber. In fact, this “pool” wasn't very deep at most three to five meters. But what in the world was this, and come to think of it, where were the others?
“Blub, blub, blub…”
As Fang Zheng was pondering this, he noticed a string of bubbles emerging nearby, causing him to pause in surprise. He quickly dived down, and there he saw a Nymph Little Angel dancing with her hands and feet as she sank…
“Nymph!”
Seeing this, Fang Zheng immediately plunged in after her and hastily pulled the Little Angel to the surface of the water.
“Cough, cough cough…”
Once Nymph broke the surface, she began to cough violently, clearly affected by the ordeal.
“Can't you swim?”
“Uh… An Artificial Angel hasn't been programmed with the ability to swim…”
As she said this, a blush of embarrassment appeared on Nymph's face, which surprised Fang Zheng. But on second thought, it made sense. Artificial Angels could fly, so why would they need to swim? Besides, during their time in the Sea Mist World, Nymph had only played in the shallow water on the beach and showed no intention of swimming. Fang Zheng hadn't thought much of it then, but perhaps it was because the Little Angel couldn't swim…
“It's a relief you're okay, but wait… Where are your clothes?”
It was only then that Fang Zheng noticed something felt off about what he was holding. When he looked again, he was shocked to find that all of the Little Angel's clothes had disappeared!
“Eh? My clothes?”
Upon hearing Fang Zheng's question, Nymph also paused, then reached down to feel for herself.
“Gone? I…I don't know what happened… And Master, your clothes too…”
“Me?”
With that, something stirred in Fang Zheng's mind, and he hastily looked down to find, to his surprise, that his own clothes were gone as well!
What was going on here?
If this liquid possessed some characteristic that could dissolve clothes, Fang Zheng could understand that. The issue was, the clothes he wore were entirely different. They were transformed from dragon scales and insect armor–they could almost be considered part of his body, like hair. If these clothes had disappeared, Fang Zheng wouldn't be oblivious to it.
Yet, he hadn't noticed anything just now?
What kind of place was this?
Fang Zheng furrowed his brow, then lifted his hand, attempting to re-form his clothes. But soon, he saw that the moment his clothes appeared on his body, they vanished as if melted away… Yet, Fang Zheng still didn't feel any sensation of them being dissolved.
“Master… I sensed that energy fluctuation just now.”
It was then that Nymph looked at Fang Zheng again.
“It seems this room has been set by the Goddess to be in a 'no clothes allowed' mode…”
“Is the Goddess of Order out of her mind? How come I don't remember the scriptures mentioning that this goddess is an exhibitionist?”
But, is this the power of the Goddess of Order?
Thinking this, Fang Zheng once again attempted to materialize clothing, but still failed. He also tried to materialize his wings, and this time, he succeeded. It seemed that there was indeed some sort of “order” in this room that stabilized everything.
But… what the hell is a room order that doesn't include clothing?
“This goddess really has a screw loose.”
While sighing, Fang Zheng once again looked at the nymph before him. He was still holding the Little Angel, and even Fang Zheng could feel her exquisitely smooth skin pressing tightly against his body. Through the clear water, Fang Zheng could even see the nymph's petite and adorable body, lacking much in the way of curves, looking like it had just begun to develop…
“Uh…”
Seeing this, Fang Zheng couldn't help but narrow his eyes. When he thought about it, this seemed to be the first time he and the nymph were “open and honest” with each other. Although they had slept together in the world of The Matrix of Hackers, the nymph was wearing pajamas at that time. But now… well, one could only be grateful for the hospitality.
“Master?”
Compared to Fang Zheng, the Little Angel seemed not to mind her current state. Initially, Fang Zheng thought she would feel embarrassed, but the nymph didn't seem to have any reaction to it. The Little Angel turned her head and looked at him with a puzzled expression.
“Master, there's something poking me…”
“Ah, sorry, sorry, just a physiological reaction, a physiological reaction…”
Faced with the nymph's “pure and innocent” inquiry, Fang Zheng could only laugh it off and then forced himself to shift his attention to his surroundings.
“Speaking of which, Iona, Javelin, and Fina, where are they?”
Fang Zheng insisted that it was just because he was worried about his subordinates, definitely not because he wanted to see what they looked like now.
In fact, definitely not.
“Over there.”
Although she had lost her clothing, the nymph's function as a humanoid radar hadn't disappeared. She stretched out her hand and pointed toward Fang Zheng's right front, and Fang Zheng, holding the nymph, swam in that direction.
The entire “pool” wasn't very large, but it wasn't small either. If it were compared to the size of an indoor pool from Fang Zheng's previous life's memories, it would be about three times as large. Moreover, the nymph had also tested the water quality–it wasn't just a swimming pool but also a hot spring.
Sure enough, when Fang Zheng arrived at the destination with the nymph, he saw Iona, Javelin, and Fina standing in the water. Both Iona and Javelin had unchanged expressions, whereas Fina was blushing all over, with her entire body submerged in water, only her little head showing.
“Ah, Commander!”
“Captain!”
Seeing Fang Zheng and the nymph approaching, Iona and Javelin also raised their hands and waved at them. These Mind Models didn't have normal concepts of modesty, as their bodies were just created for convenient communication with humans, somewhat similar to people creating a character for themselves in an online game. Thus, they weren't particularly concerned about their bodies.
For the Warships of Sea Mist, their true bodies were still “warships,” and this was why the Vampire always teased Fang Zheng but would explode with thunderous rage at the mere mention of someone visiting her hull.
“We're over here!”
“Eh? Mr. Fang Zheng?”
However, hearing the voices of Iona and Javelin, Fina was startled and quickly retreated a few steps, hiding herself behind the two girls.
“Fang–Mr. Fang Zheng, please don't come over! It's not convenient right now!!”
No, no, no, it's exactly because it's very convenient right now.
Hearing Fina's shriek, the corners of Fang Zheng's mouth lifted slightly.
So, do I go over there, or do I go over there, or do I go over there?
Chapter end
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