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Ultimately, Projote wasn't chased off the vehicle by Klein. It wasn't that Klein didn't want her to leave, but rather that her skin was just too thick.

Not only did she not leave, but she also freeloaded off Klein, even going so far as to forcefully squeeze between Klein and Lilith during meals, just like now.

Klein looked at Projote with some annoyance. He wasn't the type to indulge a brat.

"Hey! I'm giving you 3 seconds to move yourself, or I'm going to spank a brat."

Projote looked at Klein with pleading eyes, trying her best to sound wronged.

"Are you just going to bully a child?"

"1, 2, 3, you're right, I'm just the kind of person who bullies children."

Klein grabbed Projote by the back of her collar, lifted her up, and tossed her aside, then happily laid down on Lilith's lap.

This might be the last bit of leisure time for a long while, and he decided to relax properly, like right now.

Eating barbecue and hotpot, sleeping on his favorite woman's lap, temporarily not having to think about the Jay Society, his father Osmond, or the war in Grandok.

Then he could control the monsters in online matches, manipulate the results from behind the scenes, and earn dirty money from the fans. That would be pretty good too.

Making money and getting stronger while lying down sounded very comfortable.

Hmm, he could open one in the Northern Territory, and another in the Imperial Capital. After Qianyu ascends the throne, he could even have secret dates with the new Empress. That's the life a man dreams of.

Just as Klein was basking in his beautiful fantasy, Projote once again played the role of a third wheel.

"Hey, the corners of your mouth are about to split to your ears. You're smiling way too creepily. What are you thinking about?"

Klein was too lazy to argue with her at this moment and just said casually.

"I'm thinking about the good life to come. A child like you wouldn't understand. Here, have a chicken leg, go eat it over there, and stop getting in the way."

Klein handed the chicken leg he had gnawed on to Projote. Just then, Lilith brought some grilled meat for Klein and fed it to him piece by piece.

This scene almost made Projote die of jealousy. She looked at the chicken leg Klein gave her, with two bite marks on it and some liquid that might have been saliva, and her little face twisted together.

It wasn't that she disliked Klein because Projote considered Klein a New Human of equal status to herself.

So, Klein handing her a chicken leg was considered a sharing of food between peers, not disgusting her.

Of course, this was Projote's own self-justifying logic.

The main reason her face was twisted was that she really wanted to know what Klein's dream life was like.

Becoming the strongest person in the world? Projote felt that with her help, this should be an achievable goal.

What else? Becoming the Emperor of Tyrell? Unifying the entire human world? Then wiping out all the monster regions, becoming the true King of the World?

That would also be a good goal. If Klein had nothing to do after becoming Emperor, she could help him achieve that wish.

What else? Projote couldn't tolerate any other women existing between her and Klein, except for Lilith at most.

Hmm, that's right, she had already placed herself in the position of Empress and started daydreaming.

Then, they would have a bunch of children, who would perfectly inherit their genes and become the most powerful professionals.

After reasonable training and nurturing, their children might even be more powerful than themselves.

That way, they could establish a great royal family, forever immortal.

As a top-tier New Human, completing such a life goal would be meaningful.

"Hey, Klein, what is your ideal good life like? Tell me about it."

Projote's question attracted a lot of attention because Klein's answer would even affect the future of the entire team.

Everyone had put down their food. They looked at Klein, waiting for his answer.

Even Lilith revealed a look of anticipation.

Klein knew his thoughts were ridiculous, but he still felt he should follow his heart.

"My ideal life is to run a monster arena."

"Monster arena?"

Not just Projote, even Lilith and Eric felt surprised.

Klein was clearly a mage. Even if he gave up his position in the Jay Society in the future, shouldn't his pursuit be the true meaning of magic?

What was opening a monster arena all about? What was he thinking?

Seeing everyone's strange expressions, Klein suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction. He wanted to see their surprised expressions.

"Yeah, I want to open a monster arena, where all the monsters are bottled beasts controlled by me.

Then I'll control the results of the matches from behind the scenes. Whichever side the rich people bet on the most, I'll make that side lose, earning dirty money from the fans.

If I get tired of the arena, I can also have a few children with Lilith and take a bunch of little brats on trips.

Like the Dragon Descendant Lands in Eliyaluia. Of course, there are still many places in this world that I haven't been to. If I have the chance, I must go and see them."

Projote looked at Klein with a blank expression. She could feel the light shining in Klein's eyes when he said these words.

It seemed that these seemingly ridiculous things were indeed his ideal life, ordinary, simple, but sounding so beautiful.

He didn't pursue becoming the King of the World, nor did he have any thoughts of becoming the Emperor of Humanity. He didn't want to conquer, nor was he interested in war and destruction.

His wish was like that of an ordinary person, to live peacefully, with family and children.

This was Klein's true wish. In his previous life, he was just an ordinary otaku.

Perhaps a technical otaku, but his ideal was really just to have a warm family.

He was almost 29 years old when he transmigrated. After coming to this world, he not only accepted the memories of his predecessor, but he also lived a rather tortuous four years.

With an overall age of 33, Klein's heart was still that of the boy he once was.

Lilith was very good, and he was already very satisfied, so Klein never actively flirted with women.

Agatha and Qianyu both took the initiative to approach him, which wasn't his fault. He just wanted a peaceful life.