I the King of bandits of the East Sea

Snoring abruptly stopped, and a low, hoarse voice suddenly rang out.

"Stussy."

Stussy's delicate body trembled slightly, and a broom had somehow appeared in her hand.

"Mr. Sig, you called me?"

A submissive smile spread across Stussy's face, perfectly playing her role as a cleaning lady.

What answered her was silence.

After a long moment, the snoring resumed in the room.

"Sleep-talking?"

Stussy's expression darkened.

As a CP0 agent, determining whether someone was talking in their sleep should have been an easy task for Stussy.

But when it came to this cunning man, Stussy found herself unable to make an accurate judgment.

What she didn't know was that, at this moment, Sig was furiously calling out to her in his dream.

"Stussy, come on, face me head-on."

Sig was currently in a quantum superposition state of both sleeping and waking.

This peculiar state of lucid dreaming originated from the moment Sig completed the achievement task: "Beacon of Revolution," and drew a specific Possession Card.

Possession Card: Cao Cao (100% Activation)

Quality: S-rank

Origin: Three Kingdoms

Limitations: 1-time or 2-time use

Character Restrictions: None

Abilities:

I Kill in My Sleep: Remain lucid during dreams. When an enemy is within a range of 0.5 meters, the first attack gains an instant death effect. If the instant death fails, it applies a fear effect instead.

Cao the Wife Collector: Each use of this card carries a certain probability of awakening a "wife-collector" trait in the user.

At this moment, Sig, though his eyes were closed, could "see" the scene in the room as if he were dreaming.

This, of course, included Stussy, who was standing right in front of his bed.

"Finally, I have a chance to deal with this hidden threat."

"It was worth taking the risk of severe side effects to use this card."

Sig heaved a sigh of relief in his dream.

As long as Stussy could be eliminated, Sig could continue living as a salted fish before CP0 could react.

All he needed to do now was lure Stussy into making a move against him.

As long as Stussy entered the 0.5-meter range, Sig could fully activate the abilities of the Cao Cao Possession Card.

Earlier, Stussy had hovered just at the edge of the 0.5-meter range but never stepped closer, which had frustrated Sig to no end. Unable to hold back, he called out.

"Stussy, I've always been curious about one thing."

Sig still kept his eyes closed, but this time he managed to form a complete sentence.

This time, Stussy didn't respond. Instead, she paused and started cleaning the floor.

"I'm really curious..." Sig continued:

"When you were brainwashed, did you ever grow a certain... part?"

Crack.

The broom in Stussy's hand snapped in two, and a strong killing intent flashed in her eyes.

"But I guess probably not..." Sig's voice continued:

"For adults, male and female hormones only change the development of secondary sexual characteristics, meaning you'd only appear to look like a man on the surface..."

Stussy's steps faltered, and her expression became strange.

Sig's sleep-talking had indeed hit the mark. Otherwise, Stussy wouldn't have regained her willpower that very night and attempted to escape.

"Is he really sleep-talking?"

Stussy's face darkened as countless thoughts raced through her mind.

She weighed the outcomes of taking action against him.

The worst-case scenario was that this was one of Sig's schemes—or a counter-scheme, or even a counter-counter-scheme...

Even if it wasn't a trap, the best-case scenario would be her successfully assassinating Sig and taking his corpse back, receiving accolades from the Celestial Dragons.

But the Celestial Dragons... when had they ever been reasonable?

From the moment the self-proclaimed god among the Celestial Dragons was attacked, the situation had already become an unsolvable mess.

Or perhaps it wasn't entirely hopeless, but the solution was yet unknown.

While she was lost in thought, Sig's snoring started again.

Stussy's gaze slowly shifted downward, eventually settling on Sig's abdomen, her eyes trembling slightly.

She noticed that Sig's left pinky finger, which rested on his stomach, seemed to be deliberately placed near a small folding knife at his waist.

Sig had already gone to bed, and all other weapons had, of course, been stored away. But this small folding knife, compact as it was, seemed to have been forgotten by the bandits who had brought Sig in.

Stussy hesitated once more.

From his dream, Sig sighed, wondering if he had talked too much nonsense earlier.

He had indeed been trying to provoke Stussy.

Yet halfway through, curiosity got the better of him, and he couldn't resist adding more words.

Judging by Stussy's reaction, Sig could roughly guess the outcome. His curiosity was satisfied, but Stussy hadn't left...

As Sig regretted his actions in his dream, Stussy, who had been pacing around, finally made up her mind. Her fingers, sharp like a spear, darted toward Sig's head, the force restrained, leaving room for adjustment.

Simultaneously, Stussy's attention remained fixed on Sig's left pinky finger.

If Sig's finger made even the slightest movement, she was prepared to retract her attack and retreat at the speed of light.

And then, in that moment, Sig smiled in his dream.

He had been waiting for this moment all along.

As soon as Stussy entered the range, Sig's right hand moved, forming a palm and lightly slapping upward.

"Even the folding knife was part of the setup?"

In an instant, this thought flashed through Stussy's mind.

The seemingly light slap from Sig's hand wasn't fast, yet in that instant, it felt as though the entire world had been reduced to this singular palm.

An indescribable fear enveloped her like a shadow. The air froze, and terror filled her heart in a split second.

Death!

In the wake of this palm, it was as though a colossal word—Death—dominated the heavens and earth.

There was no escape. Death was certain.

Stussy bit her tongue lightly, forcing herself to remain clear-headed for a fleeting moment.

"Shave!"

Outside the window, the salty sea breeze and moonlight entered the captain's quarters.

Stussy's figure had vanished.

A few minutes later, a faint sigh could be heard from within the captain's quarters.

...

The next day.

Feeling groggy, Sig walked onto the deck. Sunlight bathed the scene, shimmering waves glistening on the sea, and the revolutionary army's ships were nowhere to be seen.

"The revolutionary army has already left?"

Sig muttered to himself.

"You're awake, Mr. Sig."

A woman's voice from behind startled Sig.

Turning around, he saw Stussy, smiling lightly at him while holding a mop.

"Boss Sig, last night when you were drunk with the revolutionary army, you kept mumbling Stussy's name," teased one of the bandits with a mischievous grin.

Sig gave him a blank stare.

"Also, Boss, you mentioned something about... sharks?" another bandit added.

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