Because of her past experiences, Tutu—this blue Heliobus—had a very unique method for drawing energy from life. After fleeing the Creation Furnace, she mimicked the Foxian woman she once possessed, hijacked her "Foxian Beauty" account, and started casting a wide net across the galaxy.
She impersonated a Foxian lady to contact people outside the Xianzhou Alliance, using various purification methods to lure them in for face-to-face meetings. When the time was right, she'd invite them to Starskiff Haven.
Starskiff Haven was naturally bustling with people, so meeting there would drastically reduce suspicion. She had even purchased a property in Starskiff Haven. After taking on a Foxian form, she would bring her targets to her home.
She would then feed on their emotions to induce unconsciousness, and cause their minds to generate an almost realistic dream-like environment.
What kind of dream? That depended on the person: from pure romance to R18 content, to heavy fetishes and NTR, she had seen firsthand the vast imagination of humans.
During this process, she would convert their emotions into her own power. If she noticed someone was being searched for or if draining them too quickly was harming their body, she would release them.
After all, with Luofu's advanced medical technology, such weakness could be easily treated. Most of these people, once they recalled their recent "experience," would just assume they had overworked themselves and go home after asking a medic for some supplements.
Throughout all this, Tutu maintained contact with her "clients." Once they recovered, she'd invite them back for another session. This was essentially a sustainable operation.
If someone couldn't afford treatment, Tutu would even use her connections to help them get a job: work by day, get drained by night, then pick up medicine from the Alchemy Commission in the morning before heading to work.
A perfectly automated system!
But this method had a major drawback: each energy gain was minimal. Worse yet, if someone's body was too weak, she could actually lose energy, since creating the dreamscape consumed power.
Still, the advantage was sustainability. As time passed and her scale expanded, the small energy gains per person wouldn't matter with enough people.
Just look at her home now: from the time she escaped to now, laying the groundwork and baiting people, her three-story residence in Starskiff Haven (including the basement) was packed.
From the entrance to the innermost room, people lay neatly arranged in rows, with walkways between them.
All of them wore expressions of bliss as they lay on the floor, while Tutu constantly checked their physical conditions. She would stop feeding before things reached the limit.
As a qualified Heliobus, she stood by a creed of sustainability, mass production, and mutual benefit. In fact, as a Heliobus, she harbored ambitions unbefitting her kind. For example, her goal was to gather ten thousand people for cyclic feeding.
Based on her calculations, once she had ten thousand people, the daily energy she absorbed would equal what another Heliobus could get from a single host in one day.
And for others, even taking over one person was the limit: if their will was strong, they might not even succeed after days of trying.
But for her, gathering ten thousand was nowhere near the limit. In a universe full of people, ten thousand, a hundred thousand, a million—maybe she could even create her own world to feed off people globally. Nothing was impossible.
Sure, draining so many people was tiring, and compared to direct plundering, her growth was absurdly slow, but it was steady.
According to her projections, if she had ten thousand years, she could surpass the once-mighty Ignamar. Given a hundred thousand years, overtaking the Flint Emperor wouldn't be a dream.
What if she had a million years? Just imagining it made this Heliobus drool.
She was a Heliobus with ambition, with dreams, and in the midst of making them happen. Unfortunately, due to a mistake, she ended up as a fragment of the great Heliobus Ignamar, and her dreams were completely shattered.
But now, with the shattering of the Creation Furnace, she saw a new opportunity: she felt she could rise again and build her massive empire of draining Yang energy.
Humans would eat and drink to restore their bodies, she would absorb their energy, and then the humans would eat and drink again. At that moment, Tutu even felt that she was making a significant contribution to the economy of the Xianzhou Luofu.
Just like that, while she was caught up in her fantasy, she happily made a round through the room, siphoning energy from everyone inside, then walked into the control room and began operating fifty computers simultaneously, chatting with 2,500 people online.
As time went on and her power accumulated, every message she sent was imbued with the power of a Heliobus. For a tech-savvy Heliobus like her, this technique wasn't particularly difficult.
After all, spreading information across the universe could essentially be considered a form of energy transmission. And she, as a Heliobus, was energy itself. It was just slightly tricky to embed energy in written text without being noticed.
But only slightly! A courageous Heliobus fears no difficulty: miracles are made through perseverance!
Anyone who received a message imbued with her energy would undergo the first stage of purification.
People with strong willpower would just think, "What the hell is this?" But those whose resolve wavered would fall into her sweet trap and eventually become qualified workers in her emotional factory.
And today, Tutu encountered a pervert! Normally, the people she lured online were pretty polite, but today she came across someone who immediately asked to see her chest?
Still, it was no big deal. With her vast experience, Tutu lured this pervert to Starskiff Haven. But once the person arrived, the things they said left her speechless.
"After looking at my chest, now you want to see my underwear? What's so interesting about human underwear? It's full of bacteria, mites, various microorganisms, and waste residues? And you want it unwashed? Humans are seriously messed up. Sigh~ Really, I just don't get why humans are into this stuff. Wouldn't it be better if everything was nice and clean~"
Tutu wasn't a picky Heliobus. She didn't mind having another pervert in her factory if it meant getting stronger.
Happily, she guided this pervert to her meetup spot. From her experience, as long as someone made it there, with her powers, anyone who had made it through the layers of purification would definitely fall under her influence.
And she wasn't boasting: among the Heliobi, aside from the Arbiter-Generals and the Ten Lords Commission's legendary Ten Lords, anyone who had gone through purification and reached her would inevitably fall under her sway and join her factory.
So what if he wanted to see underwear? She had collected quite a few photos. After some Photoshop touch-ups, she sent one over, accompanied by a message:
"Hey little brother~ Hurry up~ Big sis can't wait anymore. Big sis really misses you, heeheehee~"
This was Tutu's genuine expression. Every new worker in her factory meant a tangible increase in her strength. This person looked like they were especially emotionally perverse.
Perverts might taste weird, but they were plentiful and filling. And she, looking to grow, certainly wasn't picky.
However, just as she replied, the next message left her even more speechless.
"Hey cutie~ Where are you? I don't see you. I'm already dying to 'play poker with your body' and lick ****!"
Due to the power of Great Harmony (censorship), Pei Guang's message appeared extremely vague to outsiders.
But for a Heliobus like her, that wasn't a problem. Seeing the location tag Pei Guang sent, she went straight to the door and replied:
"Red door on your right~ Knock three times and I'll open up~"
While she could see outside through her powers, this was Starskiff Haven after all. The interior of her place had been set up so her powers wouldn't leak out. But going outside always carried the risk of being discovered.
As the saying goes, better safe than sorry. For the sake of her grand ambitions, she had to be cautious during the early development phase.