Romantic Young Master [Complete] - 28

Chapter 48 ◆ Operation Hidden Dragon

I could only use this method of strategic retreat.

Compared to the height of the Oriental Pearl Tower, this was nothing. My concern was avoiding being seen falling from such a height. Fortunately, this was the east side of the building, and with the sun setting, it was the darker, shadowed side, so most people's attention was drawn to the afterglow of the sunset and they wouldn't notice me. I could then fall freely and conveniently put my treasure back in my pants.

However, there happened to be a female employee on the 38th floor who hadn't left yet after work. She inadvertently looked out the window at the sky and vaguely saw me falling. Startled, she initially thought she was seeing things. After rubbing her eyes and standing there stunned for a few seconds, she rushed to the window to look down, but I was already gone, as I had landed safely and disappeared into her blind spot.

Aunt Meiqi on the rooftop was also terrified, freezing for six seconds before screaming and rushing to the edge of the roof. She didn't see me lying on the ground, only a vague image of me walking towards the south side of the building, before she gasped for breath.

I didn't want to wave to her to let it go! Let fate decide my destiny with her; I won't force it anymore. My most important task right now is to move towards my predetermined goal, hoping my mental strength will sustain me until I come to rescue you!

Once in Colonel Chen's car, I asked, "Ready?"

"Yes, we're leaving in an hour. Any problems?" Colonel Chen resumed his stern demeanor.

I felt inexplicably moved and warmed by this. He was sending off a soldier about to go to war; his concern and affection were hidden beneath his outward appearance. At this moment, he must have envied me (having the opportunity to fight on the front lines) and respected me greatly, even though I was only 10 years old. "Okay, how do we get there?"

"We've considered it. You'll travel on a military transport plane, just like your friends, because it's not appropriate for you to be in public."

"And there will be fighter jet escorts?" I joked.

"We can arrange that if you want."

Damn! Looks like there's no arrangement. What's the point of having it? Besides, I don't really care about this vanity. Glory is in my heart; I'll create it myself. "No need, I was just joking. How many hours will it take to get to Xining?"

"We're not going to Xining anymore, our destination has shifted to Beijing."

"Shifted?"

"We'll discuss it in detail after we board the plane. You should hurry up and prepare now! See you in an hour."

"Okay!" I got out of the car.

In the office, everyone was there, including Aunt Meiqi, Yurong, Jieyi, and Yuni. They had even specially invited Deputy General Manager Zhuo Xin.

I said, "The two general managers and I will be leaving for a few days. We'll be entrusting the company's affairs to the two deputy general managers during these days." I looked at Zhuo Xin and Yuni.

The two women nodded in agreement, though they had many questions, they didn't ask them.

"Ms. Cheng, you've just arrived in mainland China and don't know much about it yet. The way we work here is quite different from Taiwan. Please consult with Deputy General Manager Zhuo and try your best to familiarize yourself with and adapt to this place,"

Zhuo Xin and Yuni said politely.

I said again, "Miss Zhuo, these are the keys to their houses. Please have a few people move their luggage over. We'll be leaving now!"

Aunt Meiqi, who hadn't had a chance to speak until now, hurriedly called out, "Little..." Luckily, she stopped herself in time, not uttering the word "Dragon." She stepped forward and asked, "Where are you going?"

I pointed to the door and stepped out, the women following behind.

Only Aunt Meiqi and Yu Jiao and her daughter were in this elevator; the others took other elevators.

I said, "Didn't I say I'm going to Japan? I'll leave in fifty-one minutes."

"Little Dragon! No! Don't go! You'll be in danger, you know? Your life or death is related to the happiness of everyone in the Hua family! How can you be so reckless?" Aunt Meiqi shook my shoulders forcefully.

"I'll be fine, please don't worry about that! Besides, I've already made up my mind, and I won't change it." I pushed her hand away, then gently knelt on one knee in front of her, saying, "I'm sorry, Auntie, for making you worry. And for offending you... please forgive me! I won't do anything reckless to you again, and please forgive my willfulness. I'll take good care of myself!" I stood up and looked directly at Aunt Meiqi, saying, "As for what those Japanese did to our Hua family, I will never forgive them, because they don't deserve forgiveness at all. If you insist that I give up, I'd rather die." "

Don't be like that! Xiaolong! Let the adults handle the revenge. I don't want you to be unhappy in the future. If I agree to be your woman and make you change your mind, I'm willing to be your woman." Meiqi also knelt in front of me.

“No! If I give up revenge on those beasts and can't comfort the spirits of my uncles and father in heaven, I'll live a life worse than death! So, as a daughter-in-law of the Hua family, please stop pleading for those beasts who don't deserve to live in this world. They don't deserve you to pay this price. If you insist, I'll have no choice but to expel you from the Hua family.” I stared coldly at Meiqi.

Auntie was so aggrieved that tears streamed down her face, but she couldn't speak. With the help of Yujiao and the others, she could only stand up.

“Xiaolong! Don't be like this. Your aunt is doing this for your own good. She's worried about you…” Yuzhi advised from the side.

“I think she's worried about the Japanese!” I said deliberately to stop their nagging.

Sure enough, Yuzhi and the others were so frightened that they quickly shut up.

Then, they had twenty minutes to eat dinner.

Ten minutes to buy clothes and some supplies, because there was no time to go home to get them.

Of course, it was inevitable that they would be the center of attention during this time, but fortunately, they had taken precautions and did not cause a crowd to gather.

At this point, our female bodyguard, Gong Xiaoxia, parted ways with us. These few days away from Shanghai, Yu Jiao and the others, would be her vacation, as it wouldn't be convenient to have her with us.

After meeting up with Colonel Chen, we headed straight to the military airport. However, Aunt Meiqi insisted on coming along, arguing that others had already done so. I had no choice but to let her, hoping she wouldn't board the plane.

Unexpectedly, when we reached the military transport plane, she really did want to board. After some persuasion failed, I had to let her have her way again. Actually, it wasn't that I was afraid of her coming, but her presence would interfere with my intimate moments with my beauties. Now I couldn't fully and effectively utilize every precious second. Sigh…

I could only sit there dejectedly, surrounded by beautiful women but unable to freely be intimate.

My sullen mood also affected all the beauties—no! Only Lüying remained curious, looking around and asking questions, but after a while, she too fell silent like everyone else. Lu Liu, on the other hand, stayed close to me, holding my arm.

Aunt Meiqi looked so pitiful and uneasy, but...

thankfully, Colonel Chen finished explaining things in the cockpit and came over. He looked at the beautiful women around him, then at me, clearly asking if I was free to talk.

"Go ahead! They are all friends and family I can trust," I nodded.

Colonel Chen nodded as well, and sat down next to me (Lu Liu tactfully moved aside), saying, "The target's name is Haruta Iwatake, 16 years old. He came to China six months ago with his parents, who are geologists. Ten days ago, his whole family drove to see the snow-capped mountains, but while avoiding falling rocks, they overturned and fell into a valley. His parents died instantly, while Haruta Iwatake survived, but he hasn't regained consciousness yet..."

"Has the news been communicated to the Japanese side? Does he have any other relatives?"

"The Japanese side was notified a few days ago. He also has an aunt. We'll discuss the specific details when we get to Beijing."

"Oh! Do you have a photo of him?" I meant to ask how much I resembled him.

"It was too rushed, I only have this fax." Colonel Chen handed me the fax paper.

The black-and-white image of the boy clearly shows that we do look somewhat alike, except that his hair is longer than mine.

"He's quite handsome!" Lu Liu commented, I knew she was looking for an opportunity to praise me.

I ignored her, secretly channeling my energy into my head, stimulating each hair to grow faster. Just as I was about to ask about his height and weight, my aunt interrupted, "Colonel Chen! Please, please don't let Xiaolong take such a risk, I beg you!" She was about to kneel down to plead, but Sang Yue stopped her.

I nodded gratefully to Sang Yue, then said to the somewhat bewildered Colonel Chen, "Never mind her! My mind is made up. What's his height and weight?"

"1.72 meters, 67 kilograms."

Oh! He's one centimeter taller than me, but 4 kilograms lighter. I'm much stronger than him. Okay! This won't stump me. I immediately channeled my inner energy into all my bones and joints.

Green Shadow exclaimed, "Ah! Look, Brother Xiaolong's hair has grown longer!" My height had increased to 172 centimeters, making me look even more tall and handsome.

But their attention, including Colonel Chen's, was focused solely on my hair, buzzing with discussion and amazement.

I lazily stretched, closed my eyes, and leaned against Colonel Chen. He immediately and tactfully got up to move away, while I comfortably nestled on Lu Liu's lap, smiling, stretching out my arms to sense my surroundings. I felt it necessary to learn how to fly an airplane, even if it wasn't advanced; who knows, maybe one day I'd be piloting it myself.

Two MiG fighters escorted me at a steady speed, one in front, one to the right, and one behind, one to the left.

Soon we left the brightly lit skies of Shanghai, crossed the Yangtze River, and headed north.

The journey was silent.

Two hours later, the military transport plane landed at a remote (not even on the map) military airfield in the mountains north of Beijing.

The airport, similar to those in Shanghai, is surrounded by mountains, but its air defenses are stronger and more advanced, and it houses more fighter jets. Deep within the mountains are two strangely shaped aircraft, which I believe are the mainland's latest secret weapons, never before seen in public. These massive machines, resembling both fighter jets and bombers, require five people to operate simultaneously (one pilot, four controlling the attack and defense systems). Their ammunition capacity is practically an airborne arsenal (including nuclear weapons), and their fuel capacity is astonishing, with the ability to refuel in mid-air. The other type, resembling an attack helicopter, lacks external propellers, much like the aerial aircraft of the robot faction in the American science fiction film *Terminator I* (four internal downward-facing propellers and two rearward-facing turbine engines), though much smaller. Its streamlined design is undoubtedly for stealth purposes, and I suspect its other flight mode utilizes ground effect propulsion.

I was truly impressed by the mainland's technology, and this experience significantly changed my impression of the mainland.

However, thinking about it, most countries are like this; everyone keeps a trump card up their sleeve, only pulling out their trump card when there's a real crisis.

For example, the hidden weapons concealed in the surrounding mountains are definitely long-range laser weapons, powered by a nuclear power plant deep within the mountains.

Strangely, I didn't feel worried about all this, unlike the mainland threat that Lee Teng-hui has been propagating. Instead, I felt a strange sense of pride and joy. Yes! This is, after all, the crystallization of the wisdom of the Chinese people, and the blood flowing through my veins is Chinese. If Taiwan were to sink one day, it wouldn't be the Americans or Japanese who would feel the pain.

"We're here! Where is this?" Lu Liu took my arm.

I shook my head and got off the plane with everyone else.

Lu Liu suddenly exclaimed, "Ah! Xiao Long! You...you...you've gotten taller!" Of course, she could notice this when walking with me.

This drew everyone's attention back to me, but the surprise in their eyes seemed less pronounced. They were probably used to what happened to me, and besides, everyone was quite tired after several hours on the plane. It was already 10:54 PM.

Colonel Chen arranged for us to stay at another military base, about half an hour away from the military airport. To be precise, it was a military base within a military base, much like the Taiwanese military's Tianhe, as it was also located inside a mountain, forming a triangular shape with the fighter jet base and the surrounding army base. I knew this was the base for mainland superhuman warriors, and our accommodation was probably in a guesthouse-like area. The more mysterious and secretive area, deep underground, was where the superhuman warriors trained and lived.

Bingwa said, "The air here feels quite fresh; it doesn't feel stuffy at all."

Of course, this was one of the most mysterious bases on the mainland, so the equipment was top-notch. Otherwise, how could the technical personnel work so happily? I even saw white people deep underground—probably scientists from post-collapse Russia!

“Xiaolong, I have a few words to say to you.” Colonel Chen gestured for us to step aside, and the beauties tactfully went back to their rooms and closed the doors.

“What do you want to say?”

“I want to know what that lady (Bingwa) was carrying?” Colonel Chen asked.

“Oh! Personal belongings, to be taken to Japan.” I turned to look at Colonel Chen and said casually, “You didn’t open it, did you?”

“Oh! No, we just found it strange, we were worried…”

“Don’t worry! It’s no threat to you. You scanned it?”

“Yes! I’m sorry, we…”

“Never mind, I’ll give it to you after our trip to Japan. I need to rest now.”

“Okay! I’ll pick you up tomorrow morning.”

“Where is the target?”

“In the army base hospital ahead. Okay! Good night.”

I went straight back to my room without further ado, the room where Shuxiu and her two daughters were staying.

But at this time, Lu Liu, Bingwa, and Sang Yue were all there, while the others were in their own rooms. Except for my aunt, who was tossing and turning in the next room, they were all asleep.

And so, a spring play naturally unfolded.

A few hours later, in my ecstasy, I inadvertently let slip that Shuxiu and the other two were mother and daughters. Lu Liu and the others stared at us in astonishment for a few seconds before regaining their flirtatious demeanor, cleverly avoiding the sensitive topic and instead asking Shuxiu with interest how her aunt maintained her youthful beauty and sex appeal.

Shuxiu could only shyly and nervously tell the truth, omitting the embarrassing details.

Now everyone realized that I seemed to have no limits, and besides becoming even more infatuated and aroused, they could only express their admiration and love for me with even more passionate and fiery actions.

Completely ecstatic, I became dizzy and willingly acted as the gardener, watering each flower.

Strange! Why was she the only one huddled in the corner, looking at me weakly and helplessly, opening her mouth but unable to speak? Who was she?

I went closer to examine her closely—ah! It was telekinesis!

I immediately looked around; wasn't this the space from my dream last night? The same white, enclosed space, with soft yet resilient walls designed to prevent suicide, and mysterious mist spewing from the holes high above.

"Help me... I can't hold on much longer..." With that, the pale-faced Nen collapsed to the ground, her hands tearing at her clothes, a strange blush appearing on every inch of her skin.

Ah! It's an aphrodisiac! The lewd and shameless Japanese are forcing her into submission, destroying her dignity and shame, ultimately aiming to rob her of her soul, turning her into a tool for evil.

I angrily unleashed my full power of "Male Supremacy Yang Technique," attacking the space imprisoning Nen, but it was like throwing a stone into the ocean—completely ineffective. Instead, I felt myself being sucked in and dragged, unable to break free when I tried to stop. I was terrified and unable to retreat, but a surge of Nen power suddenly propelled me into the sky, piercing through layers of seemingly invisible barriers, and I flew upwards, upwards!

But this time, I carefully discerned the increasingly smaller shapes of the ground: a remote harbor by the sea, sparsely lit, with a dozen or so warships of varying sizes, and a pitch-black mountain range where lights gradually appeared in the distance. I had flown out from the mountains near the sea.

Higher up, I could make out the general shape of this area: the eastern part of Togane, Chiba Prefecture, Japan, with Tokyo Bay to its west.

Alright! You little devils! I'll deal with you!

Telekinesis! You must hold on a little longer! Here I come.

I knew I was dreaming again, an unusual dream of my soul wandering overseas.

The things I saw in the dream were mostly real, things happening and things about to happen, all of which Telekinesis was sending out requests for help in ways she couldn't comprehend, and I happened to receive these requests. As for how I received them, I didn't know.

Now, I only knew I was still dreaming, half-awake, half-dreaming, or rather, consciously observing a dream, but unable to control it.

But I could control myself to wake up completely and escape this unnecessary fantasy.

The next second, I gently broke free from the intimate embrace of the beautiful women, hovering in mid-air, my clothes magically appearing on my body.

I opened the door, intending to wander around and dispel the pent-up frustration.

But I hadn't gone far when a soldier with a gun, standing guard in a corner, calmly stopped me: "Excuse me! You can't wander around without permission."

"Oh! Please inform the person in charge; I have something to say."

"Okay! I'll contact them."

A moment later, Colonel Chen, while putting on his uniform, strode over and asked, "What's wrong?" glancing at his watch.

"Can we leave today?"

"Today? So soon?" Colonel Chen looked troubled.

“Yes! I can’t wait any longer (neither can the readers)!”

“What’s wrong?”

“The telekinesis won’t last much longer, we must rescue him as soon as possible!”

“You’ve contacted her again?”

“Sort of! Can we fly to Japan today?”

“Well… the original plan was… Haruta Iwatake’s aunt will come to China to pick him up tomorrow… well…”

“No! I’m afraid there won’t be enough time. Let’s arrange for this little Japanese guy to ‘wake up’! Then we can take the noon flight to Tokyo.”

“Well…”

“No need for all that! Let’s get straight to the point! You can say he urgently needs treatment from a famous neurosurgeon in Tokyo.”

“Well… that seems possible.”

“Then let’s get going! I want to see this little Japanese guy.”

“Alright! But it’s only 5:20 now.”

“Do you want to wait until he wakes up on his own at dawn, have breakfast, and then see him?”

“You little rascal! You’re messing with me!” Colonel Chen chuckled, then gave some instructions to the soldiers on guard before leading the way.

I have to admire how well these bases were built and concealed. Even with all the scanning and detection by American spy satellites, they couldn't find these bases hidden deep in the mountains. The roads connecting them either wind through cliffs (much like the cliff tunnels of Taroko Gorge in Hualien) or are hidden under dense trees, leaving no part exposed to advanced high-altitude reconnaissance equipment. Even the most difficult-to-camouflage metal bridges were covered with special materials and completely concealed under vines and leaves. The most ingenious part was the waterway hidden under a stream. You can't appreciate the wisdom and methods the Chinese use to deal with high-tech methods without experiencing it firsthand.

Each vehicle had a special roof and exhaust pipe to conceal heat and metal, presumably to counter remote sensing and thermal imaging satellites. Even more secure was the fact that there were no windows inside the vehicles. The people being transported inside couldn't see anything outside. Even someone of Colonel Chen's rank (and I guess the same applies to generals) had no right to look out the window. It seems only the transport soldiers who regularly drive these vehicles are exempt from this restriction. I suspect they also have a whole set of extremely strict security and secrecy procedures.

But this couldn't limit me at all. Everything within a nearly 6-kilometer radius was within my perception, down to the smallest detail, clearer than what I could see in broad daylight.

It's a pity that such a vast expanse of beautiful scenery is wasted; those who work and live underground can't freely appreciate it, probably only able to see it through countless surveillance cameras deep underground. Even these transport soldiers can't look around freely; I watched them drive with solemn eyes and complete concentration.

Now, I could only close my eyes and immerse myself in the autumn scenery of this northern land, with its verdant mountains and crimson maple trees, cascading waterfalls, birdsong, and the clear morning light—a breathtaking sight, comparable to the picturesque Taroko Gorge.

Of course, this was all thanks to my deliberate ignoring of the numerous hidden cameras, cables, guard posts, and bunkers, which kept my enjoyment going until we reached the army base ahead.

"That's Chuntian Iwatake inside," Colonel Chen said, pointing to the unconscious man wrapped like a mummy in the glass ward.

Of course, I already knew he was Japanese. I knew every detail about him, and even what his disabled parents looked like in the freezer. Now I needed specific information, the more detailed the better, including his knowledge of Japan. I believed Colonel Chen had prepared for this. I said, "Alright! I see it. Let's go. Now I need detailed information about his family, and the situation in Japan, including the Japanese Self-Defense Forces, the US military, Japanese intelligence agencies, and the Black Dragon Society..."

"That's all prepared. Don't you want to hear the plastic surgery expert's introduction first?"

"No, there's no need." As I turned to leave, the little Japanese man's heart had stopped beating, because he was no longer of any value to me. At the same time, I activated "Disfigurement."

Colonel Chen hurriedly caught up, and upon seeing that I had transformed into that little Japanese man, he exclaimed in surprise, "You...you..."

I smiled faintly as I walked, "What? Don't you recognize me?"

"You...too...never mind! Sigh! You always surprise me quite a bit; I'm worried my heart won't be able to take it one day."

Then we arrived at a conference room filled with all sorts of books, archives, slides, documentaries, newspapers, periodicals, pictures, maps, and even textbooks from elementary to middle school—a mountain of stuff, many of which were in Japanese. But this didn't faze me, especially since there were seven middle-aged men and women in the conference room who looked like both teachers and librarians. They introduced Japan from history to politics, economics, humanities, geography, transportation, customs, etiquette, and so on.

After I sat down, one of the men began reading materials about the Haruta family.

I quickly interrupted, saying, "Don't read these things (if we read them all carefully, it would probably take a year to finish). I can read them myself, and I'll ask questions if I don't understand anything." Then I said to Colonel Chen, "The key now is to find a few Japanese language experts to help me correct some of the pronunciation, especially the local accent of this family. Also, get some breakfast."

"Okay." Colonel Chen went to make the arrangements.

Then I pretended to take the Haruta family's information and started reading it. Actually, I had already read this information before entering the meeting room. The general content was: Father Haruta Kazuo, 42 years old, from Sawara, Chiba Prefecture, blood type A (height and weight omitted), graduated from the Department of Geology, University of Tokyo, came to China as an exchange student for Sino-Japanese geological experts... Mother Yukihara Masami, 42 years old, from Tokyo... Haruta Iwatake, 16 years old, 172 cm tall, 67 kg, blood type AB, birthday April 4th, Aries, in junior high school, no siblings, introverted... They have houses in Tokyo and Sawara, respectively... His mother's family... His father's family...

My true focus was on the mountain of books and the sea of information. Although I could multitask, it would still take me at least several hours to memorize and digest so much material. I

asked questions whenever I didn't understand something, and the Japan experts immediately provided answers.

A few hours later, around 11:17 AM, while practicing the Japanese with the Sahara accent, I suddenly saw a Beijing Jeep approaching the army base from afar. I recognized the driver.

It was Tang Huina, the mainland star, the stunning beauty I'd kissed on the plane. But now she was wearing a military uniform, her heroic and spirited appearance almost making me doubt that she was the star Tang Huina. Fortunately, I vividly remembered her stunning figure and beauty; our passionate encounter felt like it had just happened. And now she was standing before me again. Huh? Judging from her military uniform and the stars on her shoulders, she should be a lieutenant colonel. I never imagined she was really a soldier from the mainland. Then her All-Army Women's Pentathlon Championship must be true, and she's so young and beautiful!

Her summer uniform as a female officer (with a military skirt), while not as stylish as her glamorous attire under the spotlight, still stirred in me a passion, excitement, and exhilaration no less than being naked and coy. This is probably the uniform fetish many men have! I didn't expect I had it too, haha!

But what bothered me was that there was a male soldier sitting next to her, probably a bodyguard. Although he gripped the handrail tightly and kept his eyes straight ahead, it still annoyed me because the fragrance on Huina's body would definitely be smelled in the car (sigh! When did I become so petty?), and her snow-white knees would inevitably be caught by the bodyguard's glances.

"Huina! Slow down! We're almost at the base!" the person in the back seat said.

"Okay, Mom!" Tang Huina replied.

Ugh! I was so busy looking at my Hye-na that I forgot to mention the two other people in the back seat. One was also a bodyguard, looking serious and tense, probably quite worn out by Hye-na's high-speed driving. The other was a group of thirty or forty women, but they were also officers—no! They were dressed as generals. Judging from the woman Hye-na called "Mom," the star insignia on her shoulder indicated she was a major general. Good heavens! Hye-na's mother was a major general! This was completely unknown to outsiders. The two men who picked Hye-na up at the airport that day should also have been bodyguards, but I'm sure it wasn't those two. A major general would only be protected by two bodyguards, so the bodyguards that day must have been bodyguards for other members of her family. This means that at least one member of Hye-na's family is a general. They mentioned Hye-na's grandfather, so he was likely a general. Hye-na comes from a military family.

I noticed that Hye-na's mother didn't seem as nervous or uncomfortable as the two bodyguards, and she was quite beautiful. I imagine she must have been a great beauty in her youth! However, the glasses she wore slightly diminished her charm. Also, I had a strange feeling that Huina's mother's facial structure and features had foreign genes; although she was quite Chinese, to my discerning eye, I still sensed something unusual, though I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

Her identification showed: Name: Major General Wei Yaosi (photo),

Gender: Female, Birth: August 21, 1953, Rank: Major General, Position: Director of the China Weapon Materials Research Institute, ID: 010566835 (and barcode) . Huina's military ID showed

: Name: Tang Aijun (this is Huina's real name) (photo)

, Gender: Female, Birth: November 18, 1977, Rank: Lieutenant Colonel, Position: Deputy Commander of the 1st Regiment (Dagger) of the 057832 Unit of the Chinese People's Liberation Army and Actress of the China Military and Political Song and Dance Troupe, ID: 072523566 (and barcode).

Why was Huina driving so fast? Logically, this should be the job of the bodyguard next to her. Was she in a hurry to see someone?

Could it be me? (Even with my high self-esteem, I couldn't help but think that way.)

What were they doing here? Logically, as a celebrity, Huina's fashionable clothes and public appearances would be far more effective than her military uniform.

I watched Huina slow down and approach the base.

After the check, Huina's mother pointed, "The hospital is over there!"

I was secretly pleased; Huina had indeed come to see me. I hadn't expected her to know my whereabouts. It seemed the mainland's secrecy was flawed; with enough power, one could circumvent all regulations, systems, and laws. So, many people probably already knew about my actions. Luckily, Huina was my woman; she posed no threat to me.

"Alright, let's rest!" I stood up, stretched, and smiled, "Lunchtime is almost here." I took the opportunity to greet my beauty.

As soon as Huina came up the stairs and saw me, she screamed and rushed over, throwing herself into my arms. Gone were her former colonel's composure and womanly reserve, let alone the arrogance of a big star. "You bad guy! You came all the way to Beijing and didn't even come to see me! Waaah..." Huina clung tightly to me, even hitting me.

Ugh! When did you ever say you were in Beijing? When did you ask me to come see you? I don't even know where you live, and you didn't give me your phone number when we parted at the airport, and you're blaming me! Women are so unreasonable! But I knew this wasn't the time to argue, and you couldn't argue with a beautiful woman. I said affectionately, "My darling! I missed you so much!" I gripped Huina's small buttocks tightly with both hands, spinning her around and kneading her vigorously.

Huina cupped my face and kissed me passionately, making everyone around us envious (there were many patients, guards, and doctors on both sides of the corridor).

At this moment, Huina's mother, Wei Yaosi, also came up the stairs and asked, "Huina! And this is..." Two guards followed behind her.

Huina immediately broke free from my grasp and stood up straight. She pulled me over apologetically and introduced us, "Mom! This is Hua Ruilong. Xiaolong, this is my mom!"

I nodded politely and said, "Hello, Auntie!"

Huina's mother pushed up her glasses and scrutinized me carefully, probably trying to figure out what kind of magic I possessed to have won over her daughter. She probably already knew my background and age.

Then we moved to a quiet place to chat.

It was more of a chat than a chat; Huina's mother was asking questions, and I was answering. There were no prizes, and she treated me like a criminal, asking about my family background thoroughly. She was probably vetting a potential son-in-law.

I was extremely annoyed; this was the first time I'd ever been treated like this… If she weren't Huina's mother, I… Oh well! I'll just have to bear it.

At the same time, a wicked thought flickered in my mind: Should I treat her like Yu Jiao's mother, Shuxiu? Hehe…

Finally, Huina's mother returned to the old question I'd vaguely brushed off earlier: What kind of kung fu do I practice?

Seeing how serious and concerned she was, I knew I couldn't just brush her off any longer. But lying to her didn't feel right either. Oh well, I'd better tell her the truth! Since the "Male Supremacy Yang Technique" was virtually unknown, I figured it wasn't very famous. If I told Huina's mother, she definitely wouldn't have heard of it and wouldn't care.

"It's 'Male Supremacy Yang Technique'," I said casually.

"Ah?" Huina's mother actually stood up in shock, her mouth agape—wide enough to easily fit my most vigorous member (wow! I'm such a womanizer; I even had impure thoughts about Huina's mother at this moment…but it seems pretty exciting…). It seemed she had not only heard of it but also knew how powerful it was. "'Male Supremacy Yang Technique'…it really is 'Male Supremacy Yang Technique'? What have you learned? What level have you reached?"

"As for external martial arts... I've mastered about five or six of the techniques: fist, palm, finger, leg, sword, spear, staff, whip, shield, and hidden weapons, but I haven't had a chance to use them yet, so I don't know how powerful they are. I've just started playing with 'flame energy' and 'ice formation,' and my control over their release isn't very good yet. I understand the meaning of 'whirlwind burst,' but I haven't actually practiced or used it, so it might only have about 10-20% of its power. I've just learned 'soul-stealing,' and haven't had a chance to test it yet. As for 'decomposition and annihilation,' it can decompose substances with low mass and density, but it's far from annihilating them (annihilation requires enormous force and energy to truly annihilate matter)..." I answered truthfully.

"What stage have you reached in your cultivation of 'acupoint striking,' 'lightness skill,' 'object manipulation,' 'mind control,' 'appearance alteration,' and 'aphrodisiac'?" Huina's mother asked, her voice trembling with excitement.

I was surprised she knew this too. It seems she really understands "Male Supremacy Yang Gong." Could it be that she's studied it as well? "'Acupoint Striking' only learned the basics; 'Lightness Skill' allows me to run on water and float in mid-air, but I haven't had a chance to learn how to fly yet; 'Object Manipulation' allows me to move small objects, but none of us have tried it yet; as for 'Mind Control,' we'll have to wait until the conditions are right (fully understanding the 'Detailed Explanation of the Brain Domain' and mastering the twelfth and thirteenth mental techniques); 'Appearance Transformation' isn't difficult, but I can't change my skin color at will yet; however, 'Aphrodisiac' has reached about 80-90% of its potential." I said proudly.

Huina looked at us talking, seemingly understanding but not quite. Her confusion and shock filled her, and she couldn't get a word in edgewise, so she could only watch me and her mother chat.

But her mother was different. She asked the most crucial question: "What level is 'Micro-Skill' at?" You could tell Huina's mother was holding her breath as she asked, her heart pounding erratically.

"Advancing towards the sixth or seventh level."

"Ah!" In her immense shock and excitement, Huina's mother rushed over and knelt down in front of me with a thud, calling out, "Young Master!"

Now it was my turn to be shocked (let's leave Huina aside for now). I stared at the woman kneeling before me in bewilderment, but only for a second before I snapped out of it and quickly got up to help her. However, perhaps due to my dazed state and shock, or perhaps because Huina's mother was kneeling too close, when I got up to help her, my crotch was right in front of her face, or more precisely, her mouth. Just that brief touch startled me, and I quickly shrank back, too embarrassed to help Huina's mother up. But the shock it left me with was indescribable; for at least two seconds, I couldn't think straight, and erotic thoughts naturally arose and developed.

Meanwhile, Huina's mother, after a moment of stunned silence, blushed deeply, lowered her head in embarrassment, unsure whether to get up or continue kneeling.

Huina's perspective was limited, and she didn't know the situation of my sudden contact with her mother. She only knew that she stared in disbelief as her mother knelt before her man, calling him "Young Master!" She was unable to think straight.

But I had already come to my senses. I vaguely guessed that this must be related to my past life master, Gao Xingyu. Huina's mother wasn't respecting me, but my master. But that was enough for me. I was taking advantage of her, so why not? I could no longer treat Huina's mother as an elder in the position of a mother-in-law. Although I was benefiting from my master's influence, I understood that my status was extraordinary. I was just waiting to find out the whole story. But I might as well take advantage of the situation. So, my tucked-back crotch quietly moved forward again, and just as I was about to touch Huina's mother's face again, I reached out and touched her shoulders. Calling it touching was a bit of an understatement; it was practically holding her in place, preventing her from escaping! I was so wicked! Hehe! But I was happy to be wicked!

Huina's mother, blushing, quickly got up, gave me a reproachful look, but didn't seem angry at all. Huina had also regained consciousness and was helping her mother.

I knew I hadn't gone wrong by being so bold. Although I still had many questions, I already treated her the same as Shuxiu in my mind. Given the chance, I thought I might be able to take advantage of both her and her daughter, and then make them both kneel at my feet...

Even while fantasizing, I couldn't help but ask my question: "Auntie, what's going on? Why are you calling me 'Young Master'?"

Huina's mother took the opportunity to turn around, avoiding my lecherous gaze. With her daughter's help, she sat down again and asked Huina to check if the door was closed. But after receiving my assurance, she began to tell a story that shocked Huina and me for a long time.

It turns out her ancestors weren't from Earth, but from a distant planet called "Saint King" in the heart of a galaxy (details can be found in *Magic Realm*, *The Magic of Love*, and the magic section of this book). Long ago on that planet, my master, Gao Xingyu, known as "Star Rain Saint King" by their people, greatly advanced the planet's civilization. Later, the technologically advanced inhabitants of "Saint King," longing for the Saint King's great achievements and wanting to explore the universe, especially his home planet, dispatched many spaceships to conduct cosmic explorations while searching for the Saint King's whereabouts. When the ancestral expedition ship of Huina's mother entered the solar system, it collided with a meteor with mysterious powers. The ship malfunctioned and had to land on Earth, a habitable planet with primitive intelligence, about 20,000 years ago. Their ancestors landed on a continent in the southern hemisphere of Earth, a continent they later named Atlantis (meaning "renewal of civilization"). However, during the landing, many of the ship's high-tech devices were damaged beyond repair, and few people survived. The mysterious meteor that crashed with them was later named "Obidar Star," which possessed even greater magic than the Holy Sword of the Star Rain Saint King. The surviving Saint King Star people then resumed using the 'magic' they had previously only used for cultivation. 'Magic' was prevalent in the early Saint King era and for a long period afterward. It didn't decline with the rapid advancements in technology; instead, it developed alongside technology due to a sound scientific explanation (supernatural abilities). Therefore, relying on magic and their limited technological capabilities, they quickly became the ruling class of the Atlantean people, who were then in a primitive state. They propelled the primitive Atlanteans into a more technologically advanced civilization, establishing the glorious Atlantean Empire, which is now known as the 'Lost Civilization (Empire)' by Earthlings. The fusion of the Saint King Star people and the Atlantean people created a new Atlantean population, but 'magic' remained in the hands of only a few—the hybrids of the Saint King Star and Atlantean peoples—and these people became the ruling class. One day, about 10,000 years ago, the Star Rain Saint King, whom the Saint King Star people had been searching for, suddenly appeared in the capital city of Atlantis. However, the descendants of the Saint King Star, harboring selfish motives and fearing that the Star Rain Saint King would usurp their rule, plotted to assassinate him (Huina's mother felt ashamed of her ancestors' actions at this point). But the Saint King, having seen through the conspiracy, did not retaliate. At this time, the bandit people of another star system, the Gomba Star, came to seize the Obidal Star, thus igniting a fierce and brutal battle for its survival. Ultimately, the Gomba Star people, relying on their superior technology, gained the upper hand. They used the ultimate weapon of their spaceships to destroy the Atlantis continent in one fell swoop, causing it to sink. The Obidal Star was taken, and the Saint King disappeared. Our group of Atlanteans, having heeded the Saint King's advice, left the Atlantis continent before the disaster occurred and landed on the Mayan continent, which is now South America. Then, some of Huina's ancestors remained in the Mayan Empire, while others migrated northward. The Holy King had said that his homeland was on the other side of the ocean, in an eastern country called Huaxia, a beautiful and prosperous land. However, the only passage between the two continents was the Bering Strait, which rarely froze completely. So my people came to Alaska, at the northern tip of North America. They first tried to build boats to cross the strait, but the ocean currents either swept the boats away or sank them, resulting in the loss of 'Obidar Star'. Their magical abilities weakened, and they could no longer overcome nature's forces. So they settled down. Several thousand years later, one winter, the Bering Strait froze completely. The strong people crossed the strait on the ice and landed on the Eurasian continent. But some of the weaker people remained, and their fusion with the local Native Americans became the Inuit people we know today. The strong and powerful people of our tribe endured countless hardships to reach the Huaxia Empire described by the Holy King. That year was the Three Kingdoms period, the end of the Han Dynasty. However, the supposedly beautiful and prosperous land they encountered was a place of ruthless slaughter and destruction. Thus, our descendants of the Holy King Star, who had assimilated with various ethnic groups including Atlantis, Maya, Native Americans, Huns, and Han Chinese, hid in the deep mountains and rivers. During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, our tribe encountered the Holy King of Stars again. He completely denied ever having any contact with our ancestors thousands of years ago, or even on a more distant planet. But a day later, the Holy King of Stars suddenly told our tribe that he was not from the Northern and Southern Dynasties, but was born in 20th-century China, more than a thousand years in the future. He had traveled through time to this ancient era. As for the contact between the ancestors of the Huina Ma tribe and the Holy King Star more than nine thousand years ago, or even further back, he speculated that it must have happened in his future. After a heated discussion, our elders and wise men accepted the Holy King of Stars' explanation. Three months later, the Holy King left my tribe with his secret manual, *Male Supremacy Yang Gong*, and several queens. In the centuries that followed, for various reasons, my ancestors gradually left the deep mountains and rivers, slowly merging into Chinese civilization, until now.

When Huina and I heard her mother tell this almost fantastical legend, we were initially skeptical, then curious, and then deeply captivated. By the end, we completely believed every detail of Huina's mother's account was true. Even the most imaginative person couldn't fabricate a story over an hour long, yet this one was clear, logically sound, and highly credible. It completely resolved many of my questions about *Male Supremacy Yang Gong*, so I now fully believe in its authenticity. I am deeply moved by this story.

Master! You're amazing! It's too exaggerated!

You didn't even leave me a part of the legend to write!

Huina asked, "Mom, if this is true, why don't people know about our extraterrestrial descendants? Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Huina's mother smiled bitterly, "How could I tell you! Did you expect me to tell everyone at school? Would you have had a happy childhood then? Besides, before the end of Atlantis, the Star Rain Saint King advised our tribe, which left Atlantis, to strictly keep the secret of being an extraterrestrial descendant. This secret could only be told to our children when they reached adulthood or when we were about to die. The secret could only be passed down orally from generation to generation, never in writing."

"Now do I have to swear the heaviest oath never to tell anyone?" Huina asked.

"Yes and no!"

"What do you mean?"

"The greatest wish of my people is to return to our ancestral home planet. For this, our people are constantly striving. So whether to tell or not depends on the situation. For example, the disciple of the Star Rain Saint King is here now..."

"Mom! I understand. What I want to know most now is whether our alien descendants still have 'magic'?"

"Some don't, some do. Some don't have it themselves, but may have it in a certain descendant. It depends on the strength of the genetic inheritance."

"Then, Mom, do you have 'magic'?"

"Yes!" As she spoke, Huina's mother raised her hand, and the cup on the table was sucked into her hand. Then it flipped upside down, and the water in the cup froze into an ice spell as soon as it was poured out, hovering in the air. Huina's mother waved her other hand, and the ice spell caught fire. The scene was incredibly magical and strange. With my probing true energy filling this space, I can attest that Huina's mother wasn't performing magic or playing any tricks. She was genuinely harnessing the omnipresent cosmic energy in the space, communicating and controlling it through human mental power to achieve her goal, just like Ice Boy and Fire Man.

Huina clapped her hands repeatedly, exclaiming, "Mom! You're so amazing! This is so much fun! So magical!" As she watched closely, she coquettishly asked, "Mom! Can I learn this 'magic' too?"

Huina's mother instantly restored the cup and ice to their original state, saying, "Of course! Actually, your mental power and physical condition are stronger than mine, but you don't yet know how to control your mental power. Okay, I'll teach you after today."

Huina coquettishly asked again, "Mom, if I hadn't brought this up now, when would you have taught me to control my mental power?"

"After you get married and have children, or when I..."

"Mom—why wait until I get married and have children..." Huina said, glancing at me shyly.

"Because when a woman has offspring, she knows the responsibilities of being a mother, understands the importance of things, and knows how to consider the happiness and safety of her children and descendants."

"Then... Mom... should I call Xiaolong 'Young Master' like you do?" Huina asked, her face slightly flushed.

"Yes! Unless you become his woman."

"Mom, I'm already his..." Huina's face turned even redder as she spoke.

"Silly child, I meant the formality of marriage. This tradition existed long before the establishment of the Atlantis Empire, and even earlier on our ancestral home planet, it was written into law. It is said that even the supreme emperor of Atlantis could only kneel and kowtow at the feet of the Holy King." "

That was the Holy King, Xiaolong isn't the Holy King, and he's still so young."

"No! It is said that on our ancestral home planet, after the Holy King left, his two disciples not only inherited his great achievements but also expanded and developed his great cause, bringing tens of thousands of years of peace and prosperity to future generations. Therefore, the respect for the Holy King's disciples is also completely unwavering."

While listening and fantasizing, I immediately suppressed my wild thoughts when I heard that my master had two disciples. After asking around for a while, all I learned was that my master's two disciples were very powerful, but I didn't get any more detailed information. This shows that this oral tradition easily leads to the loss or distortion of many true stories.

Then, I asked Huina's mother about my master. The answer was that my master, Xingyu, was mighty and wise, could fly, used magic-like martial arts, and was handsome, dashing, and incredibly charming, always surrounded by countless beautiful women. She practically used every praiseworthy male virtue on my master, showing how much Huina's mother and even her ancestors admired him.

Hearing this, I suddenly felt much more pressured. I was currently fighting to avenge my family's blood debts, while my master was probably enjoying himself in some other time and space.

Huina, however, disagreed, saying, "I think Xiaolong's future achievements will be no less than the Holy King's." It seems love truly is blind.

Huina's mother shook her head, helpless against her daughter. If I weren't my master's disciple, Huina's mother would probably have argued with her daughter.

Just then, there was a knock at the door. I knew it was Colonel Chen. He'd seen us talking for over an hour and finally couldn't resist interrupting.

We then made an excuse to go get lunch to mask our restless thoughts.

After lunch, Colonel Chen told me that besides me, King Kong and the others had also arrived and were at the "Skyline Base" (the base where I'd spent the night). I asked what was going on, and Colonel Chen said King Kong and the others were worried about me and wanted to help. I hurried back, but Huina and her mother insisted on coming with me. Huina

, her mother, and I rode in one car. Huina's mother's two bodyguards weren't qualified to enter the "Skyline Base." Huina wasn't even of the required rank, but because of me…

In the car, deep in thought, I suddenly asked, "Auntie, are all people with superpowers descendants of Atlanteans?"

"Young Master, most are descendants of Atlanteans, but many have their own genetics," Huina's mother insisted on calling me Young Master, and I couldn't argue with her. Huina, on the other hand, called me Little Dragon.

“But with so many people, I think someone would inevitably leak the secret. Why is it that no one knows about Atlantis or even extraterrestrial civilizations?”

“No, because of the strict agreements and adherence to them in the early days, thousands of years have passed. Many people probably didn't have the chance to tell their descendants before misfortune struck, so the secret became a permanent secret. And there aren't many like my family who have been able to completely pass down this secret from generation to generation.”

“Yes! There were too many changes in the unstable ancient times.” I hugged Huina tightly around the waist.

“Yes! How lucky Huina is to have met you, the disciple of the Holy King. I feel very honored.” Huina's mother still looked excited.

“Hehe!” I couldn't help but feel smug, hugging Huina and kissing her, momentarily forgetting her mother was present. Huina weakly offered a few token resistances, then let me put my tongue in her mouth.

Huina's mother didn't scold me, but turned her head away a little embarrassedly, her eyes full of joy, and of course, a little bit of shyness.

Suddenly, I felt a surge of desire to tease this beautiful female general, an alien descendant. After all, she had already expressed her deepest pride in my relationship with her daughter, Huina, and even respected me immensely because of her affection for Huina. So, I deliberately escalated my actions and sounds towards Huina.

Huina, just beginning to experience the pleasures of love, was easily conquered by my methods. Now, she not only showed no resistance but also passionately entwined herself with me. Her military cap was now on my head, and her officer's uniform was completely exposed, revealing her full, tender, and snow-white breasts. I could clearly feel that her breasts were much larger than a few days ago, looking like two ripe peaches under my clutches—extremely tempting. I had also lifted her military skirt to her waist, revealing a very tempting and sinful thong underneath. Who would have thought that she would wear such a thin, string-like thong under her dignified military skirt? She wore it for me to see! What a lovely beauty! My hands caressed her smooth, jade-like buttocks. I used my teeth to bite down on the thin strap and gently pulled it down, completely exposing the beautiful spring scenery inside. I was incredibly excited and aroused. I couldn't help but bite down on her delicate, supple buttocks, and after a few sucks, I moved to her cleft. I was convinced that Huina had been mentally prepared to be intimate with me when she saw me, so her private parts not only had no odor but also a sweet fragrance. At this point, I was no longer polite.

Her moans and groans gradually increased, forcing the beautiful young woman, who had been trying to avoid me, to cover her ears, but it was no use. She couldn't bear not covering them, and finally had to pretend that she was afraid others would hear and ask us to be careful.

Huina then remembered that her mother was beside her, and her shy, coy, and alluring appearance was extremely moving.

But I didn't care about any of that. The lust I had deliberately aroused could not be forcibly restrained, and this precious, limited time could not be wasted! So, I simply carried Huina to the beautiful young woman, first taking off Huina's mother's glasses, and then placing her daughter in her arms. I was truly going too far, making her hold her daughter, spreading Huina's legs wide, and then I pulled out my big penis, lightly rubbing it a few times with the wetness of Huina's vagina before thrusting it all the way in. Her mother, a beautiful woman in a major general's uniform, helplessly held her daughter, enduring the shameful, almost humiliating scene of me having sex with her daughter.

I knew that if I weren't my master's disciple, if I were just an ordinary man, I couldn't imagine enjoying such treatment and beautiful flesh.

Huina was also shy, keeping her eyes closed, afraid to look at her mother, silently enduring the intense stimulation and pleasure brought to her by my various and skillful thrusting, inserting, drilling, grinding, scraping, vibrating, shaking, and flicking techniques. Before long, she was forced to sing lewd songs and utter obscene words; now I was only worried about the soundproofing in the car.

Seeing the beautiful female general, her face flushed and panting, I mischievously pulled out my large penis and thrust it in front of her. Startled, she tried to back away, but I grabbed her head tightly, forcing her to confront my violation and torment. Her pleading expressions were ineffective, so she obediently opened her mouth and slowly took it in. At that moment, Huina, with her eyes open, saw everything clearly. The eye contact between mother and daughter was enough to shame them for life.

But what was that? I used the same lewd methods on Shuxiu and her mother on them.

Soon, they resigned themselves to their fate, letting me play with them as I pleased, for their destiny had been sealed the moment we learned the truth.

Huina's mother gradually loosened her grip. This only benefited me, allowing me to fully enjoy this earthly bliss.

Before the thick semen I ejaculated into their beautiful vaginas had even finished, I hastily pulled it out, only to have it immediately sucked by their eager mouths.

Until they were licked clean.

I stroked the heads of the beautiful mother and daughter kneeling before me; all six of their cunts had been explored and enjoyed by me. I felt that this moment was all worthwhile.

However, I wasn't just taking without giving back. I had already secretly manipulated this mother and daughter, believing that the beautiful star would become even more beautiful, and the stunningly beautiful woman would become young and radiant, her youth restored, like Shuxiu, rejuvenated and alluring. It was only

when the door was knocked on that I realized how fleeting time was. The mother and daughter, startled, quickly buttoned their clothes and pulled up their skirts, a sight that made me wish this moment could last forever.

Yao Si opened her mouth: "Young..." before I interrupted her: "From now on, you're not allowed to call me 'Young Master'! Because you've both become my women. From now on, call me 'Brother Long,' 'Dear Husband,' 'Dear Brother,' or even 'Big Brother,' anything but 'Young Master'! Okay? Otherwise, you'll be punished."

Hui Na, with seductive eyes and a grin, leaned forward and asked, "What punishment?"

"Running naked in Wangfujing."

The mother and daughter playfully stuck out their tongues, but showed no fear; they probably both understood that I would never let my women do such a thing. As

I got out of the car, I said to the soldiers outside, "The general and the lieutenant colonel are a little tired from the journey and need to rest. Please don't disturb them!"

"Yes, sir!" The soldier saluted me.

When Colonel Chen and I entered the elevator, Huina and her mother were chatting in the car. "Mom! Xiaolong is so mean, he did this to us..." Huina buried her face in her mother's arms.

"Sigh... there's nothing we can do, it's fate we can't escape, but... I'm sorry to your father..." Yao Si said guiltily.

“Mom! Don’t be like this. Dad has been lying in the hospital bed for 11 years. If it were up to him, you would have divorced him long ago. I don’t think you’ve wronged Dad, Mom! You have the right to choose happiness.”

“Sigh… but I still can’t be with you… Sigh… what a tragedy… I don’t know how I’ll face your dad and you in the future…”

“We’ll talk about the future later!” Huina sat up and said, “Mom! Now think about how to help Xiaolong. He’s only ten years old.”

“I think we shouldn’t worry about him. From what he said, I think there’s nothing in this world that can endanger his life…”

“Mom, but I’m still worried.”

“Then let’s go downstairs and see how strong he really is.”

“Okay! Mom, here are your glasses.”

Yaosi took them and put them on, but immediately exclaimed in surprise, “Strange! My nearsightedness… seems to be gone…”

"Really?" Huina leaned closer to observe her mother, exclaiming in surprise, "Ah! Mom! Your wrinkles and moles are gone! And...and you look so much younger...so much older..." Huina touched her mother's face, then praised, "Mom, your skin is so smooth and delicate."

Yao Si quickly touched her own face, asking in astonishment, "Really...what happened..." Then she suddenly worried, "Oh no, I've suddenly become like this, people won't recognize me, I..."

Huina quickly comforted her, "It's okay, Mom, your face shape hasn't changed much, wearing glasses should help."

"But I don't need glasses anymore..."

"Ha...it's alright, you can wear empty frames like Lin Zhixuan." Huina knocked off the glass from the glasses, leaving only the empty frames, and then put them on her mother. Sure enough, her mother looked even more like before.

Just as Yao Si breathed a sigh of relief, she said again, "But I feel like something's still not right..."

"What's wrong? Mom, what feels wrong now?"

"I feel a bit tight in my chest... It feels like my bra has gotten tighter and smaller..." Yao Si pinched her breasts and looked them over from the front and back.

Hui Na laughed and said, "Mom, it seems like your breasts have gotten bigger."

"Yes! I also feel like they've gotten much heavier. Look! My once loose military uniform is now a bit tight... And my skirt has become loose and keeps falling down, as if my hips and waist have gotten much smaller... It seems... it's all that 'bad thing's' doing." Yao Si looked incredibly cute as she lifted her skirt, especially the last sentence, which was spoken in a girlish tone, making her incredibly charming.

"Haha!" Huina laughed happily, saying, "Mom, you're not calling him 'Young Master' anymore?"

"Huina, you're such a naughty daughter! Making fun of your mother like that, how am I supposed to go out in public now?"

"It's alright!" Huina then found some brooches and hair clips to tighten her mother's skirt.

Afterwards, Yaosi turned around, looking at herself from left to right, and asked, "Huina, do you think Mom looks younger and prettier?"

"Yes! At least five years younger, no! At least ten years younger."

"Sigh! I wonder what that bad guy is up to." Yaosi began to worry.

"Mom! Don't worry about it. If it really doesn't work out, you can just retire early."

"But what about your dad's opinion?"

"What's there to worry about! Hasn't Dad always wanted to divorce you? Dad will understand. Now I'm just worried about what will happen after Xiaolong goes to Japan..."

"Sigh! You're really a woman's appearance... Actually, I'm not worried about him. I believe that someone who knows 'Male Superiority Yang Gong' can go anywhere in this world. If your Xiaolong has any rivals, it's only his master." "

But I... I'm still a little worried..."

"Then let your Xiaolong show you his strength, and you'll know how powerful he is."

"Okay! Mom! Let's go!"

"Ugh... Shh..." Yao Si covered her lower body.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

Yao Si blushed and scolded, "It's all because of your little dragon, he had to do that to me..."

Huina also said shyly, "Yes! That bad thing, we'll teach him a lesson later."

"Sigh... I've maintained my chastity for over ten years... and it's all ruined by him..."

Huina giggled, "Mom! How does it feel?"

"You brat! Still laughing at your mother!" Yao Si scolded Huina, and Huina didn't hold back either, so the mother and daughter laughed and joked together.

In the elevator, Colonel Chen saw that I was deep in thought and didn't disturb me.

The elevator finally stopped after descending about 150 meters.

Upstairs, Huina and her mother slowly got used to walking before getting off.

Just as I was about to focus my attention on the direction we were heading, Huina suddenly whispered, "Mom, didn't you say that the Holy King was born in 20th-century China? We can ask him for help, little dragon."

I was shocked. Yes! If my master existed in this era, not to mention asking him for help, just listening to his personal guidance would definitely make my strength advance by leaps and bounds.

Yao Si said, "It's not that I haven't thought about this. In fact, I secretly investigated all people of similar age named Gao Xingyu across the country, but none of them met the criteria for a Saint King."

"Could it be... that he's currently... just an ordinary person... and only slowly..."

"I think so too. Given that Xiaolonghui can 'transform and change appearance,' I think his master would definitely have transformed his ordinary appearance into an unparalleled beauty. So any Gao Xingyu could be a true Saint King."

"Mom, in your opinion, who is most likely?"

"There are three most likely... sigh..."

"Mom, if... I mean if... if someone killed those three Gao Xingyus right now, what do you think would happen?"

Yao Si pondered for a moment, then said, "If one of those three is indeed the future Holy King, then there are only two possibilities: one is that since a future Holy King truly existed in ancient times, or even further back in time, it means that he absolutely cannot be killed now. This is history that no one, no power, can change. If anyone threatens his life, I think some force will stop them. The other possibility is that it will cause a spacetime distortion, or even a spacetime catastrophe, because the Holy King is not an insignificant speck of dust; his fate will affect the fate of many people."

"So what if it only affects Earth and our Holy King Star? The universe doesn't miss these two planets; it still goes on, doesn't it?"

"Is that really the case? Do you know that the Holy King appears in different timelines and has always influenced the fate of Earth and Holy King Star? Do you believe that someone with such great power would be insignificant and unproductive in other timelines?"

"If he's so powerful, how did he cause the sinking of the Atlantis continent?"

"I guess that wasn't the period when the Holy King's power was at its peak! It's said that the Holy King has always been searching for the ultimate power of the universe. And if the Atlantis civilization had continued to this day, the world order and historical destiny would be completely different. So, the established history cannot be changed."

I had already followed Colonel Chen into a huge basketball arena. It was obvious that the place was immediately drawn by the deafening shouts and the loud sounds of fighting.

Two movable basketball hoops had been moved to a corner, and next to them was a tank that hadn't been moved for a long time. In the middle of the empty arena were the King Kongs from Taiwan and the King Kongs from the mainland. They were like two giant towers, fiercely fighting, and the roars they emitted startled many spectators from afar.

Everyone except me was here, and they were sitting in the stands on one side, with Ice Child and Lightning Swift watching with them.

On the other side were the superpowered warriors from the mainland. In addition to the five I had seen in Shanghai, there were as many as fourteen others. Of the 14 people, 9 were men and 5 were women, including a pair of beautiful twin girls, around 15 or 16 years old.

Seated on the platform were a large group of generals, senior advisors, secretaries, and security personnel.

The other hundreds of onlookers were likely members of the mainland's special forces and male and female staff from the base (researchers, security personnel, and medical personnel), many of whom were remarkably beautiful women, all dressed in military uniforms.

My fellow beauties, including Aunt Meiqi, were in a more distant corner. Even so, Shuxiu and her two daughters frequently attracted the attention of men, intentionally or unintentionally, including those on the platform, simply because their figures were so alluring; even their conservative attire couldn't conceal their fiery curves.

At this moment, the mainland "King Kong," who had been punched and sent flying, landed next to the tank. He immediately grabbed the tank and threw it at the Taiwanese "King Kong." Just as the massive tank was about to flatten the Taiwanese "King Kong," the Taiwanese "King Kong" roared and delivered a double punch, sending the tank flying back towards the mainland "King Kong." The mainland "King Kong" was no pushover either; with a spinning side kick, he sent the tank flying aside, smashing a large hole in the concrete wall, where it became embedded. This scene, which seemed more like something out of a Tsui Hark martial arts film, had actually occurred in reality—how bizarre and unbelievable! Everyone present was stunned. Oh! I misspoke. Except for me. My attention wasn't just on the two "King Kongs," but also on the many beautiful women present, no less stunning than Huina, and the reactions of the generals on the platform.

Interestingly, Yao Si, in the elevator, suddenly had her military skirt slip down due to a modified safety pin falling off, and she quickly grabbed it. Huina, barely suppressing a laugh, hurriedly helped her fasten it back on. Having learned from this experience, Yao Si always kept one hand on the hem of her skirt to prevent any accidents.

Just as the two warriors were about to resume their battle, Colonel Chen spoke up, "Alright! You two are evenly matched, no need for further sparring." The two warriors immediately bowed generously, showing a sense of mutual respect.

The audience erupted in enthusiastic applause.

Then, the twin beauties from the mainland took the stage.

The sisters performed fire and ice, just like the Fireman and Iceman, though their power was much less. However, they shouldn't be underestimated; after all, they were still young and had much room for improvement. So when they created fire and ice power out of thin air, they also won enthusiastic applause, especially since they were very beautiful young girls.

Afterwards, Colonel Chen loudly invited Iceman to come up and give the sisters some pointers, followed by a round of applause from the entire audience, seemingly wanting to understand the strength of the Taiwanese superpowered warriors. Iceman couldn't refuse and had to stand up to leave the stage. I immediately sent messages to Bingwa and Colonel Chen, instructing her to feign illness and not perform, and telling Colonel Chen not to force my woman.

Sure enough, Bingwa claimed to be unwell, and Colonel Chen immediately expressed his understanding and regret.

Just then, as the twin sisters left the stage, a blurry figure appeared, later becoming a robust young man—one of the superpowered team members from the mainland. He loudly invited, "My name is 'Swift Wind,' and I invite Miss 'Lightning Strike' to spar with me." His target was Lu Liu.

Lu Liu looked at me, waiting for my approval. I looked at Colonel Chen, who shrugged "innocently," looking helpless.

I then secretly activated my "Male Superiority Yang Technique," and the next second I appeared beside the young man who had challenged me, startling everyone present, but then applause erupted. "My name is 'Playboy,' please enlighten me!" At that moment, I felt like I was in the martial arts world.

The young man before me seemed a bit displeased, but he didn't seem to underestimate me. He smiled and cupped his hands, saying, "I wouldn't dare, please enlighten me!" Then he stared at me seriously.

I had no time for pleasantries. In an instant, I used several acupoint strikes from a distance to subdue him. The next second, he was pushed back to his seat by my true energy. He was quick to get out, and he was just as quick to get back.

I didn't have time for politeness either. I soared into the air, rising four or five meters before stopping mid-air. I chuckled (arrogantly), "Excuse me! Now it's the 'playboy's' turn to shine. Ladies! Please don't hold back your applause and screams!"

Sure enough, the girls (including the less attractive ones) who had just been staring blankly immediately screamed loudly, the sound so loud that the men next to them covered their ears. I knew that I looked incredibly handsome in their eyes at that moment.

Actually, I not only wanted to impress these beauties, but also to reassure Aunt Meiqi and Huina, and Jin Gang and the others. So I unreservedly unleashed my power.

I gestured with my left hand towards the tank embedded in the wall, and it immediately moved slightly. It seemed I needed to use all my strength; I couldn't afford to embarrass myself in front of these beauties. This was the first time I'd tried to move such a large and heavy object. To be honest, I wasn't entirely confident. I only knew the theory in "Male Supremacy Yang Gong" could do it, but I'd never actually practiced it. Now I was applying what I'd learned.

But even with all my strength, the tank simply fell off the wall and landed on the ground; it didn't fly towards me as I'd expected. Then, in a flash, I thought of a solution: I could transform my true energy into water to support the tank, and the tank would be the boat. Now I needed confidence; I could definitely pull it over!

I took a breath, and a torrent of true energy surged towards the tank, but it still wobbled and didn't float.

Was it beyond its limits? Or was it simply impossible for human power? No! I'll try again, completely abandoning restlessness, discouragement, and shamelessness. In my eyes, with my immense power, there's only a "little tank" there. Earth's gravity is nothing. Moving it is simply my choice, for no other reason than (beautiful women, relatives). I can do it, I want to do it!

Rise!

The tank didn't even shake; it actually floated up and drifted towards me. And I remained detached, neither elated nor arrogant. In my heart, there was only one thing: what I wanted had come.

But this wasn't what I ultimately wanted to do. What I wanted to do was dismantle something that was flying towards me and posed a danger.

No matter its mass, density, or alloy, to me it was no different from water or wood, just requiring a little more effort.

So, to everyone's eyes, the tank flying towards me, bathed in a faint red light, seemed to be scattering something shimmering.

Yes! Something shimmering, more and more! More and more obvious! It was metallic powder, because the tank was shrinking, shrinking.

By the time the tank reached me, it had completely disappeared, leaving only a trail of scattered metallic powder.

A 13-ton tank vanished from sight in mere seconds, like a magician's trick, yes! Absolutely magic!

Even I almost believed it myself; I was performing magic. Yet I felt utterly exhausted, my whole body aching.

I knew I had succeeded, done something impossible before. Now I couldn't show any sign of fatigue in front of people, especially not in front of my aunt and my woman. Now, I had almost no internal energy left, yes! I had to quickly gather it back before it dissipated.

I plummeted vertically (actually, I had no more internal energy to support my cool poses in the air), my feet slamming into the ground with a loud "bang," my legs perfectly straight (of course, I still had to maintain that cool factor), looking absolutely awesome! The resulting gust of wind swept up the ground and the scattered metal dust. Ah! That's it! The "Whirlwind Burst," which I hadn't used before, was perfect for this situation!

So, using my remaining internal energy, I unleashed the power of a Whirlwind Tornado, rapidly expanding outwards like a shockwave—somewhat like a "burst." But to avoid harming others, I limited the power of the "Whirlwind Burst" to a radius of 20 meters, but that was enough to scatter all the metal dust.

Actually, my main purpose was to retract my internal energy, instantly merging the remaining energy into my controllable area. So, to outsiders, a giant tornado of metal dust was rapidly spinning and contracting, but in reality, it was being gradually drawn back into my dantian.

The tornado of metallic dragon powder vanished abruptly when it shrank to a diameter of only three meters. The falling powder piled up around me, forming a crater-like mass. I smiled nonchalantly and stepped out of the crater with my arms outstretched.

I believe this impression will remain in the minds of many until they die.

For me, the important thing was that I had recovered ninety percent of my power. After circulating it throughout my body, the fatigue vanished instantly. This experience had given me more experience in dealing with similar situations in the future.

At this moment, the audience, as if waking from a dream, rose to their feet and erupted in thunderous applause. The beauties didn't hold back their screams; some even whistled sharply, and some tried to rush down, whether for an autograph, to throw themselves into my arms, or better yet, to offer themselves! Hehe!

Alas… unfortunately, they were held back by their comrades or colleagues.

Lin Caixing and the other three girls looked at me with completely different eyes. Green Shadow was clapping her little hands until they were almost red. Shuxiu and her two daughters wore proud, happy, and contented smiles, for they could already foresee a beautiful and happy future for them. Jidian and Bingwa gazed at me with adoration. Just then, Huina and her daughter, who had witnessed my miraculous performance, appeared. Huina was no longer worried about my safety, her face beaming with excitement and pride, while Yaosi looked gratified, joyful, and somewhat excited. Aunt Meiqi clasped her hands together and silently prayed, probably to comfort the spirits of the deceased Hua family members. Jin Gang and the others looked at me as if I were a monster, shaking their heads and sighing inwardly. Colonel Chen looked at me with a mixture of envy and jealousy. The mainland's superpowered team members were mostly shocked and impressed by my performance.

The generals and high-ranking officials on the platform initially found me incredulous, but now they whispered among themselves.

Finally, they invited me to a secret meeting room for a talk; Colonel Chen was also present, as he was in charge of the operation.

These cunning old generals first flattered me, then subtly and indirectly tried to recruit me, offering a long list of conditions, but none of them swayed me. Finally, one old general even went so far as to introduce me to his granddaughter, the most beautiful woman in the group of beauties we had just seen. Of course, he put it subtly, saying that his granddaughter admired and idolized me and wanted to meet me. In reality, he hadn't even had time to speak with his granddaughter before coming here with us.

I knew these men, so adept at military strategy, were using a honey trap on me. To be honest, I actually fell for it. If it weren't for my burning desire for revenge and my urgent need to save Li, I would have immediately agreed to his conditions.

But I didn't completely refuse. I simply said I was busy now, about to depart, and that I would definitely meet his granddaughter when I had the chance, deliberately leaving them hope, proving that I was indeed a womanizer and a libertine, so that I could eventually seize any beauty that came my way.

Actually, I quite understand their mentality. If they wouldn't go to great lengths to recruit someone as talented as me, what else would they be looking for? In their hearts, the interests of the nation always come before their own; they are willing to give everything for the strength of the country because they are patriotic.

As for me, I'm lustful! But I have more pressing matters to attend to.

I said to everyone, "I hope to catch a flight to Tokyo this evening because someone urgently needs rescue (I think they all know who I'm referring to), Colonel Chen! Can you arrange it?"

"Yes, we can, but..." It turns out the Chinese side told the Japanese side that Iwatake was still unconscious, and it had been agreed that regardless of whether Iwatake woke up in a few days, his aunt would fly from Japan to take him back to Tokyo for treatment. Now, suddenly they say he's just "woke up," and then suddenly they want him to go back for treatment themselves. It's a bit illogical and suspicious. Does China not have any good neurosurgeons? Even if there really aren't any good neurosurgeons, they would at least keep him in the hospital for a few days. It makes no sense to send him back to Japan without trying anything; it goes against common sense, because no doctor in any country would do something so shameful.

This was indeed a problem. I paced back and forth a few times, chin in hand, then suddenly declared firmly, "No matter! It's alright! I can pretend to be conscious and refuse to cooperate with the Chinese medical treatment, insisting on returning to Japan immediately for treatment, because that makes sense." Many things in the world are often caused by people's stubbornness (acting alone).

"This…" Colonel Chen looked at the generals.

After some deep thought and exchanging glances, the generals felt this was feasible and agreed. Colonel Chen immediately went out to make arrangements.

Then, seeing my determination to go to Japan, the generals turned to discussing how to cooperate with me in targeting Japan's economy, military, technology, politics, and religion. Detailed intelligence on Japan's military deployments (especially bases related to spiritual forces), research institutes, lists of right-wing groups and individuals, the Black Dragon Society, the Tokyo stock market, the Yasukuni Shrine, and other aspects was presented either on a computer, through slides, or by someone else.

More than an hour later, the generals and I left the conference room and went to the rest area—the underground artificial garden and tea room.

A group of beautiful women (some belonging to me, some not so much, and some who weren't even considered beautiful) had been waiting for a long time. When I arrived, they swarmed around me like fans seeing a celebrity, all wanting me to sign their various odd items. Green Shadow was one of them. Thankfully, Yu Jiao and her daughter, Huina and her daughter, Aunt Meiqi, Jidian Bingwa, and Lin Caixing, though all looking at me with fervent affection, didn't join in. Strange? Why was Aunt looking at me like that? Had she changed her mind?

"Little Dragon, come here! This is my granddaughter, Xie Fengyan," General Xie said with a smile, pointing to the prettiest girl in the group.

"Grandpa..." Xie Fengyan rolled her eyes at her grandfather but was too embarrassed to squeeze in.

I took advantage of the opportunity to get autographs and take advantage of the beautiful women. For example, when one woman asked me to sign her white shirt collar, I deliberately pulled her close, grabbed her collar, and used the opportunity to touch her fair neck. I also took advantage of being surrounded and jostled, pretending to be pushed and shoved, involuntarily touching the women's breasts. I guess male celebrities probably do the same thing! And they just blushed, but didn't seem to mind; they probably even felt a little pleased!

A while later, I noticed Xie Fengyan being pulled aside by her grandfather, the general, for a private talk. The general wanted to introduce her to me to bind me and get me to work for mainland China. This wasn't just a request, it was an order—Fengyan had to complete the mission. Sigh! Wasn't this forcing his granddaughter into the clutches of a lecherous man like me? He really wanted a granddaughter's husband!

The twin sisters with superpowers also squeezed in for autographs. They introduced themselves: the older sister was called Shui Ling, and the younger sister was called Shui Long. Then the younger sister asked if I had a girlfriend. My beauties immediately listened intently to my answer.

What could I say? I could only point to them and say, "Those are all my girlfriends!" After all, I couldn't risk upsetting the whole grove over a few trees! Besides, it was better this way. If they were interested in me and wanted to be with me, they would accept it. If they didn't, that was fine too; I hadn't lost anything, since I hadn't gotten them yet. And in the eyes of my women, I was someone who liked new things but didn't tire of the old, someone with feelings and intentions.

"Wow!" The beauties turned around, looking me

up and down, whispering amongst themselves. Yao Si quickly pulled her daughter away to avoid suspicion, but her lower body was secretly aroused by my answer.

My women, on the other hand, proudly puffed out their chests, meeting everyone's gaze.

"Can we be your girlfriends too?" Shui Ling asked innocently and cutely.

I was a little surprised, but pretended to be startled, saying, "No...no...really?"

"Is that not allowed?" Shui Long said.

Everyone quieted down, listening intently to my exchange with the sisters.

"It's not that it's impossible! What's so great about me that makes you like me?"

"So many beautiful older sisters have become your girlfriends, which means you have something they like, so we made the right choice in choosing you!"

How naive and cute! "Aren't you thinking about this too early at such a young age?" I, who am even younger than them, am talking about their age...

Sure enough, Shui Ling said, "You seem to be about the same age as us, right?" It seems that the superpowered team members from the mainland don't know my background yet.

"Okay! I surrender! I agree to let you be my girlfriends..." I shrugged and pretended to surrender, looking very much like I was acting. Then I quickly hugged Shui Ling and kissed her on the lips, then looked triumphantly at Shui Long, as if to say, "Are you scared now? You can still regret it!"

But the beauties screamed and shouted, "Ah! We want to too! We want to be your girlfriends too..." They surrounded me, pounced on me, rushed over, and desperately squeezed in.

As a result, like many big stars who were not properly protected, I was disheveled, my face was red and pink, my hair was messy, as if I had been pulled, and even my crotch had been touched. These beauties were nothing like ladies! They were like she-wolves and she-tigers! They wanted to devour me alive! Despite my disheveled state, I was secretly overjoyed. The advantage I gained in the chaos was no less thrilling than real sex! Because while I was being molested, I was also molesting them, and even more so. I went after their private parts, grabbing and pinching their breasts, touching their genitals, and doing it openly and legitimately—all because they wanted to be my girlfriends.

Normally, if there were only one or two beauties, they wouldn't have dared to do this. But with so many people, they gained confidence. If one or two people started teasing and playing around, it was easy to influence and stir up everyone's emotions. They thought I would only be timid and helpless in this situation, and would embarrass myself, so they wanted to tease me—and teasing me was a way of getting closer.

But they didn't succeed; instead, I gained a considerable advantage. However, the result, more or less, intentionally or unintentionally, brought us closer. Although I was seen as a big bad guy and a lecherous little devil in their eyes at this moment, at least I wasn't a cold, uninteresting blockhead who kept everyone at arm's length. In fact, my lewd and disgusting behavior strangely aroused and triggered inexplicable excitement and impulses in these beautiful women whose hearts were just beginning to stir (of course, who told me I knew how to "stimulate desire" and was experienced, skilled, and adept with women). Although it was embarrassing, it was really exciting, really…

"Alright! You're all my girlfriends now," I chuckled.

By this point, they had learned my lesson; I wasn't so easily "teased." The people outside, including my women, couldn't see what I was doing among the beauties. At most, they only saw me boldly and unceremoniously kissing any beauty who offered herself to me, completely unaware of what my hands were doing. Because it was so crowded, the beauties' encirclement actually became my barrier.

But I knew I couldn't go too far. I understood the principle of knowing when to stop, so while they were dazed with a mix of embarrassment, excitement, palpitations, frustration, helplessness, shyness, and anticipation, I quickly added, "Alright! Ladies, I have to go now. I'll come back to see you again sometime." Then I took off. I wasn't giving them a chance to get angry, or perhaps this was a case of playing hard to get—anyway, I wanted them to understand that I wasn't so easy to get.

When the beauties tried to chase after me, the generals immediately stopped them. They probably realized things were getting a bit out of hand, so they made them leave immediately. Yeah! Even a honey trap wouldn't work with so many people at once.

The beauties dispersed dejectedly.

But judging from their reactions, they were probably children of high-ranking officials, like Xie Fengyan.

Shui Ling and Shui Long secretly followed Yu Jiao and the others.

"Did you have a good time just now?" Lu Liu said a little sourly.

I simply replied, "Yeah! Too bad there's no time left." Yes, I needed to get ready; there were still a few hours before my evening flight. I'll get ready to go to the First Hospital in Beijing soon, then pretend to be discharged and head straight to the airport for Tokyo. Cai Xing and the other three will fly to a designated location in Tokyo tomorrow as (mainland) students; I'll pick them up after I'm safe. As for Ji Dian and Bing Wa, Colonel Chen will arrange for them to land on a Japanese coast by smuggling, then be picked up by Chinese agents in Japan and taken to a secret location (somewhere in Chiba Prefecture). They'll be contacted using our planned method and ready to assist me in rescuing Nian Li. As for my aunt, Yu Jiao and her daughter, Lü Ying, and Sang Yue, they definitely won't be going, not to mention Huina and her daughter. So, having composed myself, I ignored Lu Liu's jealousy, because I can't spoil her too much, especially these kinds of jealous budding shouldn't be encouraged, otherwise there will be trouble later.

Lu Liu noticed my displeasure and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? I was just joking..."

"Miss, I just want to tell you that I still have more than three hours before I board the plane. It takes half an hour to get to the base from here, and more than an hour to downtown Beijing. I hope you can get ready quickly." "

Ah? You're leaving so soon?"

"Yes. It's best if you don't want to go; Japan is very dangerous after all."

"When did I say I wasn't going? Do you find me annoying or hate me? Sister Dai! Look how he's bullying me..." Lu Liu was about to cry.

While Bingwa hugged Lu Liu and comforted her, I shook my head and sighed, "I don't find you annoying or hate you. Actually, I'm really doing this for your own good. I have a feeling this trip to Japan won't be easy, it might very well..."

"I'm not afraid! I just want to be with you!"

"I know! I really thank you for your love! Loving someone as philandering and flawed as me is truly unfair to you. But for me, loving you and loving them are the same, and that will never change. It's just that I don't like it when any of my women are jealous, because jealousy is the beginning of a tragic separation, and I can foresee that kind of pain and sorrow. So I don't want that kind of pain and sorrow, please forgive my domineering nature. Actually... I know you're all a little bit jealous..."

My women all trembled, about to confess, when I smiled and said, "But on the other hand, this also proves that you love me. If one day you're not jealous, it means you don't love me anymore, or you love and spoil me extremely..."

"I'm sorry... Xiaolong..." Lu Liu's tears were about to well up.

"Don't be silly!" I touched her face, wiping away her tears, then picked her up and kissed her passionately.

Bingwa and the others came over, and even Lüying wanted to squeeze in, but Yaosi and Cai didn't dare to join in.

And so, a storm between me and my women vanished.

A while later, Colonel Chen said everything was ready.

So, we took our belongings and got into the car.

At this moment, Xie Fengyan ran over and said she had something to say to me. The women around me all gave me strange looks, as if to say, "Another Little Red Riding Hood has fallen into the wolf's den," and then went to get into other cars. I knew they weren't jealous, but were intentionally creating an opportunity for me. Only Huina pulled me aside for a private conversation. It turned out that Huina and Fengyan had lived in the same military compound when they were young, but back then, Fengyan often teamed up with other kids to bully Aijun (Huina). Later, Aijun moved away, and now that they were all grown up, and Huina was using a stage name, Fengyan didn't recognize her at all. So, Huina wanted me to avenge her childhood bullying and to be gentle with her.

Being eager for something new, I naturally agreed to the beautiful woman's request. Just as I was about to close the door, the Shui Ling and Shui Long sisters, who had been peeking over, immediately ran over and said they also had something to say to me. They jumped into the car and quickly closed the door.

My mind raced, trying to figure out how to win over these three girls I'd just met in the limited time I had. As soon as I sat down, an idea struck me.

"Can I call you Xiaolong?" Xie Fengyan seemed a little nervous.

"Of course, then I'll call you Fengyan. Your name is so pretty."

As Fengyan thanked me, the Shui Linglong sisters chimed in, "Brother Xiaolong, you can call us Xiaoling and Xiaolong."

It seemed they didn't know my background.

The car started moving.

Ignoring the other girls' comments, to save time, I went straight to the point: "Fengyan, I heard from your grandfather that he's interested in having you as my girlfriend, is that right?" Of course, I knew she had her grandfather's instructions.

"I..." Fengyan hadn't expected me to be so direct and blunt, and for a moment, she was too nervous to say anything.

“If you didn’t refuse, I’ll take that as tacit consent.” Then I asked the Shui sisters, “What about you?”

“Us?” Shui Ling was stunned, but Shui Long immediately said, “We want to be your girlfriends too!” She added, “Didn’t we just ask? Hehe!” Her innocent, lively, and adorable nature was on full display.

“Then why don’t you come sit over here?”

The Shui sisters immediately ran over and sat down beside me, each holding one of my arms, being incredibly affectionate. Some even rubbed their small breasts against my arm. Actually, I understood their psychology. They must have seen that the women around me had better figures than the last, and their still-developing bodies naturally felt pressured, so they could only use this proactive way of being affectionate to increase our intimacy.

“And what about you?” I asked Feng Yan.

“I…” Feng Yan lowered her head and slowly approached. She

didn’t look like the daughter of a high-ranking official or a general at all! I suddenly pulled her over, and she let out a soft cry and fell softly into my arms. I looked down and saw that she was indeed as beautiful as Huina, but she had a different kind of beauty compared to Huina. "You're so beautiful!" I couldn't help but exclaim, and then kissed her.

Taking advantage of her stiff, dazed state, I intensified my assault, quickly breaching her teeth and slipping my tongue into her mouth. The kiss began, but I could sense her lack of skill; she was completely passive and stiff. It seemed she had never had a boyfriend. A quick glance with my erotic eye confirmed that her hymen was still intact. And the Shui Linglong sisters' were too! Ha! That felt good!

Normally, I wouldn't be so greedy; I'd already done enough today. But because of my overexertion earlier, I'd depleted a lot of my inner energy, and these three beauties were truly top-notch. Moreover, I felt Feng Yan was quite talented; she quickly learned to kiss quite well.

However, she resisted my advances, refusing to let my hands slip under her military skirt, only allowing me to play with and suckle her breasts. Meanwhile, the Shui Linglong sisters were incredibly impatient, rubbing and nuzzling against me, as if they wanted to immediately replace Feng Yan and let me devour them. So I turned to the Shui Linglong sisters and kissed them, leaving Feng Yan out in the cold.

Actually, I had a selfish motive with the Shui Linglong sisters; I wanted to use these two sisters with supernatural abilities for my own purposes.

When the time was right, I withdrew my wet hands from the Shui Linglong sisters' genitals and pressed their faces against my crotch. They immediately knew what to do, and my "treasure" was comfortably and meticulously served by them. Feng Yan, watching from the side, was both embarrassed and excited; her panties were soaked.

Until I brought the Shui Linglong sisters to multiple orgasms, Feng Yan finally couldn't bear my neglect and joined in, supporting, pushing, touching, and kneading.

This time, I pointed my newly withdrawn, obscene "treasure" at Feng Yan, and she immediately opened her mouth and took it in, actively and enthusiastically using all the techniques she had just learned. It was truly better late than never.

I don't know if I completed the task Huina had given me, but in any case, Feng Yan was thoroughly "ravaged" by me, but judging from her appearance, she seemed to be in a trance, unwilling to return. If she was enjoying herself immensely, her flower-like opening was red and swollen; the slightest improper touch would cause her brows to furrow and her whole body to tremble violently.

I had no choice but to shift the battlefield and resume my pleasure with the beautiful twin sisters. I aimed to finish them off before reaching my destination.

Of course, while absorbing their yin and yang, I also made sure to cleanse their bodies, transforming their constitutions, especially their figures, according to my aesthetic standards. I wanted them to have perfect, alluring figures and charm when I saw them again.

Now, I'm only worried about Hui Na's mother, Yao Si. I fear she'll soon be too afraid to go to work. Because, including her, the figures of the beauties I've been pampering lately will undergo drastic changes. Imagine a 43-year-old woman's appearance and figure suddenly transforming within a few days, especially if her appearance becomes younger and her figure becomes incredibly sexy and alluring—how can she face anyone? Just verifying her identity and explaining the situation might not be enough to convince anyone; Shu Xiu is a prime example. So, I'm worried Yao Si will blame me. But thinking about it is quite exciting. China may have lost a major general and the director of the research institute, but I've gained a charming and sexy beauty.

I only dare not modify Lu Liu and Bingwa too much, because I don't want their combat effectiveness to be affected by their heavy figures. However, to prevent them from being easily recognized by the Japanese, I made some modifications to their beautiful and innocent appearances, making them look more delicate, charming, and sexy. Of course, the effect will only be noticeable after a few days.

The car stopped at its destination.

"Ah! We're here..." Shui Ling exclaimed, quickly lifting herself up from her small, jade-like buttocks to find her panties.

Feng Yan, who was hugging me from behind, also hurriedly let go of me, but I grabbed her and quickly raised her lower body in front of me. Startled, Feng Yan quickly covered her genitals, shaking her head nervously, afraid that I would be "rough" on her again.

To my surprise, I simply smiled, then lowered my head and approached her small hand that was covering her vulva. I gently extended my tongue, licking her hand with a cool, refreshing sensation. After just a couple of licks, Fengyan whispered shyly and embarrassedly, "It's dirty there..." But her small hand slowly withdrew, revealing her bright red vulva.

I gently kissed it, lightly licking it, bringing her a cool and refreshing feeling, while calculating Colonel Chen's approaching footsteps after getting out of the car.

In just a few seconds, Fengyan not only felt no pain but also excitedly enjoyed my special service, constantly nuzzling against my lips.

However, Colonel Chen was already standing outside the car, so I had to put her down, chuckling, "Little darling, we'll play again later! Haha!" I quickly dressed her, and then, as Colonel Chen knocked on the door, I quickly tidied my own clothes.

As soon as I opened the car door, Colonel Chen saw the Shui Linglong sisters and was immediately stunned.

The two inexperienced girls, without being told, blushed and ran out of the car first. Meanwhile, I, the instigator, remained calm and composed. After stretching lazily with a cheerful expression, I put one hand on Feng Yan's waist while secretly slipping the other behind her to take a few last gusto.

The Shui Linglong sisters were taken back to the "Qingtian" base by soldiers for violating discipline (no unauthorized departure). However, seeing their undisguised happiness and joy, I knew they were willing to accept any punishment and would have no regrets.

I wasn't worried about what would happen to them. After all, they were still young, and they weren't ordinary people. The military needed them. If they truly didn't care about their existence, I believe they already had the courage to leave the superpower unit. From now on, I would be their support. At most, they would be put in solitary confinement when they returned, but what's that! There was one more thing I was certain of: after that intimate encounter and my special care for their bodies, their superpowers would definitely improve by leaps and bounds, becoming truly remarkable. And I believed the military would be very interested in such a change.

There was only one thing bothering me. Pointing to a military jeep driving by, I said to Colonel Chen, "It's really strange, Colonel Chen. Didn't you say the Chinese military is very hostile towards Japan? Why is that military vehicle using a Mitsubishi logo on the back (spare tire cover)?" Don't the Chinese soldiers know that Mitsubishi is the largest right-wing conglomerate supporting Japan's militaristic path? And that most of the guns and bullets used to kill 30 million Chinese during the invasion of China were made by Mitsubishi?

Colonel Chen blushed and couldn't answer. Yes, he was just a lowly colonel; he didn't have the authority to dictate which vehicle used which logo. But how would any patriotic Chinese feel seeing the military parading such a vehicle through the streets? What kind of message was the military sending to the people? If one day a Sino-Japanese war breaks out…

sigh… maybe this is just a trivial matter… but… sigh…

I dejectedly got into the car with my unit and headed towards Beijing.

The beautiful women also accompanied me, looking rather unenthusiastic.

Colonel Chen kept urging the car to go faster, because he'd heard that Japanese people were visiting Iwatake and were being held up for a detailed medical checkup.

The convoy sped along; if it weren't for the military vehicles, the police would have stopped it by now.

As we approached Beijing First People's Hospital, the women, one by one, told me to be careful, their expressions somber and reluctant to leave.

The lead car kept passing by the hospital entrance, but my car quietly made its way to the back entrance.

I hugged them all before getting out.

Led by Colonel Chen, who had changed into civilian clothes, we arrived at the hospital's examination room.

When I was wheeled out of the examination room in a wheelchair, I looked like Iwatake, wearing a hospital gown and a bandage wrapped around my head, like an Indian.

The visitors were Iwatake's father's colleagues and friends, both Chinese and Japanese. They offered words of concern and comfort, but I remained silent, my face a picture of grief and shock.

Twenty minutes later, I was wheeled into a hospital ambulance and taken to Beijing Capital International Airport. The paramedics in the ambulance were Colonel Chen and his subordinates.

My woman's car followed silently behind.

Colonel Chen gave me his final instructions.

After he finished, I smiled and asked, "Does this operation have a name or code name?"

"Operation Hidden Dragon!"

Entering the international airport terminal, I headed towards the special passage, since I was in a wheelchair. After passing through the passage, I was taken over by airline staff.

I didn't look back, because I didn't want to see my woman's distress.

It was 5:12 PM, and the plane was scheduled to take off at 5:20 PM.

I regretted that on my first trip to Beijing, I didn't even have a chance to visit the Great Wall or the Forbidden City… and I was rushing to my next destination.

At that moment, a young man's behavior caught my attention. As soon as he stepped out of the airport, he knelt down, lowered his head, and kissed the ground deeply. Ignoring the astonished and strange looks from other passengers, he shouted to the sky, "My dear motherland, my dear Beijing, I'm finally back! I'll never have to leave again!" A beautiful woman next to him chuckled and said, "Hehe, you're really funny."

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