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She took out a jade tablet from her pocket, her small hands moving like phantoms, and two seconds later slammed the tablet, which projected her identification, onto the front desk, shouting in considerable dissatisfaction:

"I'm just a little short, I'm not a minor, don't look down on me!"

As she said this, Qingque tried her best to stand on tiptoe to make herself appear taller.

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Chapter 254 Bushgomen, are you really only three years old?

With her elbows resting on the table, Qingque stood on tiptoe, leaned forward, and puffed out her cheeks to express her dissatisfaction.

The receptionist blinked when she saw the number after her age projected onto the ID card. She immediately put down the jade tablet, put on an awkward but polite smile, and apologized:

"I'm sorry, miss, I was blind to your greatness. To express my apology, how about I give you both a 95% discount?"

"Ha, you don't recognize a great man... How impressive."

Qiong couldn't help but chuckle softly.

This receptionist is quite adept at using idioms; comparing a bluebird to Mount Tai creates a humorous contrast.

Does the Immortal Ship also have a Mount Tai?

The doubt that flashed through her mind quickly disappeared. Qingque had stood on tiptoe so high that she lost her balance and almost fell.

Qiong quickly stepped forward, supporting the girl's delicate shoulders from behind. Taking the opportunity, he leaned forward and peered at the projection of Qingque's identity.

"Old Qiong, it's not a good habit to peek at a girl's age."

Qingque's eyelids were droopy, his half-dead fish eyes exuding a lazy air, but his voice was earnest and profound.

Despite saying that, she didn't stop Qiong. Qingque never hid her age; it was a given anyway.

Can you look hundreds of years younger without telling anyone?

Is it still possible to avoid being possessed by a demon?

It's pointless.

Qingque was reminding Qiong to be careful when interacting with other girls, because not every girl is as carefree and easygoing as she is.

"What do you mean by 'peeping'? I'm looking openly and honestly, okay?"

Qiong casually pointed out the truth.

203 is the number following Qingque's age, which is just enough to meet the adult standard of the Immortal Boat people.

It's just reaching the standard of adulthood. To truly become an adult, one still needs to pass the coming-of-age ceremony. If one fails the ceremony, even if one is 500 years old, one will still be considered a minor by the authorities.

If we compare Qingque to Earthlings, Qingque is only 18 years old, or a little over 18, but he has already entered the Taipusi and secured a stable job.

If this were moved to China, it would mean entering a department directly under the State Council at the age of 18 and being valued by the minister.

"Young man, could you please show me your identification?"

The receptionist scanned the information, returned the jade to Qingque, and resumed her polite and friendly smile as she looked at Qiong.

"Oh, I'm not from the Celestial Ship."

Qiong took out her phone, pulled up the messages, and casually handed them over.

He and Xing are people with ID cards!

Otherwise, when operating within an interstellar civilization like the Celestial Ship, one might occasionally encounter some trouble.

The Starry Sky ID stamp was applied by the Black Tower Space Station. Although the two sides do not share databases, the stamp has anti-counterfeiting properties. As long as it is verified as a genuine stamp, it can prove the identity.

“That’s alright. For short-lived species, we will use the adult standards for your species.”

The receptionist explained in a gentle voice while manipulating the jade tablet to prepare for the procedures.

After verifying the information, she glanced at the age field in her identity information, but the next second she suddenly froze.

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she looked up at the gray-haired youth before her, her shocked gaze shifting back and forth between Qiong and the identity information.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem with his identification information?"

Seeing the incredulous, even somewhat horrified look in the receptionist's eyes, Qingque's eyelids twitched, and she asked.

Thinking of the jokes Qiong had made, Qingque felt a little uneasy.

No way?

Could it be that Lao Qiong is really an ancient monster who has lived for thousands or even tens of thousands of years?

Then, Qingque saw the receptionist looking at her with a gaze that was three parts fear, three parts contempt, three parts sorrow, and one part envy.

Then, without hesitation, she picked up the jade tablet and called the police.

"Hello, is this Steward Heng Si? Yes, it's me again. I'm reporting someone for luring underage children... no, for abducting toddlers to hotel rooms!"

"Hey! You're going too far!"

Seeing that the receptionist didn't seem to be faking it, Qingque panicked. She jumped up, climbed onto the counter, and pressed the landline number on the receptionist's hand, unable to resist complaining:

"Even so, isn't this a bit outrageous for a preschooler?"

Qingque turned her head to look at Qiong's identity information.

Upon seeing the age, Qingque suddenly slid off the edge of the counter.

She almost fell off the counter, but Qiong caught her quickly. However, due to Qingque's position, his hands were on her lower back, and one of his hands accidentally knocked off her shapely buttocks.

But Qingque had no interest in the intimate contact at all. At this moment, she was dumbfounded, at a loss, her face pale, and her lips trembling, unable to speak.

"Three, three three three years old~!?"

Qiong Ta Ma's three years old!?

What did it eat to grow up like that?

Qingque suddenly felt that she wasn't wronged after all; Qiong's age wasn't even as long as she had been working!

If she were to book a room with Qiong, she would no longer be an ordinary sorcerer.

"Don't worry about it, it's just your body's age."

Qiong said leisurely.

This is the physical age that the Black Tower determined for the two of them. They are artificial beings created to carry the star core, and there is no history of infancy, toddlerhood, or childhood.

The body that appeared is Xing's current body. Before losing her memory, she spent three years with her mother, Kafka, working for the Star Core Hunters.

"In short, let's not waste any more time. If this continues, they'll have to complete the deal by now."

Qiong held Qingque's slender waist in both hands and placed her steadily beside him.

Then, using the Feather Dust technique, they hypnotized the receptionist, making her check the middle-aged man who had just registered. Afterward, they booked a room for the two of them next to the middle-aged man's.

After taking the room key, Qiong led Qingque, whose eyes were wide open and whose expression was vacant, upstairs.

"Oh, the atmosphere is pretty good."

Upon entering the room, Qiong was somewhat surprised by its interior layout.

The lights are like melted strawberry hard candy, starting from the hanging gauze curtains, dyeing the air a translucent honey color, and the large heart-shaped bed looks like a giant peach that has been cut open.

"The ceiling is all mirrors, that's interesting, and there are pillows too... What a creative idea!"

When a guest lies down in the cloud of down pillows, a sensor will quietly activate, releasing a fragrant mist of tuberose and amber from under the bed.

The ambiguous mist chases the pink light, condensing into perfume beads on the girl's delicate body parts, and then evaporating into a thin veil that wraps around her body with her body temperature.

"Wow, interstellar civilizations really know how to play!"

Qiong sighed, already thinking of bringing Bronya or Seele over to play.

The pink light brought Qingque back to her senses, and then she saw the various toys placed on the table. The ambiguous atmosphere made her face turn red instantly.

Qingque, holding her forehead and half-covering her eyes, sat stiffly on the large bed. She only fully woke up when she saw Qiong activate the mist release device.

She sprang up from the heart-shaped bed with a somersault, her expression exploding with rage:

"Bushgomen, are you really only three years old?"

"Everyone talks about body age, but I'd say I'm 25 now."

Qiong revealed her age from her previous life.

"25 years old... Phew, thankfully, by the standards of short-lived species, I'm an adult."

Qingque patted her chest with a sigh of relief.

Although she has been in school for decades, with fifty years of college entrance exams and thirty years of mock exams, the total number of years she has spent might be taller than the sky, but as long as she reaches adulthood according to her race's standards, that's fine.

and many more!

wrong!

Qingque immediately realized that the two of them weren't really there to book a room!

They're here to arrest criminals!

The main shock to her was the age of Qiong, and to be honest, she wondered if it should be calculated based on biological age.

Considering Qiong's psychological maturity and various outrageous actions, and most importantly, her innocence, it's best to treat her as 24 years old!

After calming down, Qingque looked around curiously. It's understandable to be curious since it's her first time here!

It wasn't until she saw Qiong take a balloon out of the small box and blow it up with a card depicting an older sister that Qingque blushed and helplessly grabbed a pillow from the bed and poked Qiong's side.

"Hey, Old Qiong, stop playing around."

After learning Qiong's age, Qingque suddenly felt a little awkward calling him "Old Qiong".

"Since we've already paid for a hotel room, wouldn't it be a waste not to gamble? Here, take it."

Qiong twisted a balloon into a puppy and handed it to Qingque.

It must be said that the quality of the 'balloons' here is impeccable. Earth's balloons don't have such strong plasticity. Is it to adapt to different interstellar races?

With her cheeks flushed, Qingque brushed aside the stray hairs hanging by her ear, looked down at the balloon puppy that had been forced into her hand, and blinked.

That makes some sense.

"What are your plans next? Do you have a way to see what's going on next door?"

"That's easy."

Qiong snapped his fingers, a Dragon King-like smile curving his lips:

"Look!"

Qiong stretched out her hand, palm up, and presented it to Qingque.

"What...is this?"

Qingque looked at the rectangular prism lying in Qiong's palm. It was very small, shaped like a matchstick, with a metallic sheen on its surface.

"A miniature pinhole camera with self-healing capabilities."

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"A miniature pinhole camera? That's too much torture!"

Qingque's expression became subtle, and she looked at Qiong with a strange gaze. She was more curious as to why Qiong would carry such a thing with her at all times.

"So, the next question is, how are you going to install a hidden camera in the next room?"

Qingque fiddled with the camera for a couple of moments, then put it back in Qiong's hand.

"That's easy to handle too."

Qiong took out the Tara mask from her bosom, put it on, and snapped her fingers.

To Qingque's surprise, a small, multi-legged shark, about the size of her thumb, emerged from her shadow.

Qiong took out her phone, connected to the pinhole camera, and then inserted the pinhole camera into the mouth of the Shadow Eater.

The little food shadow disappeared into the blue sparrow's shadow, moved to the next room in the shadow world, opened its mouth, and let the camera capture the equipment inside the room.

Not only is it concealed, but its position and angle are also movable.

"You...you make me feel very dangerous, old Qiong."