Romantic Young Master [Complete] - 18

Chapter 34 ◆ Deep Sea Cultivation

"You seem to have already interrogated her?" I noticed that this female Black Dragon Society member's mental state was much better than before, but my first impression was that she had been subjected to a great deal of interrogation.

Sang Yue's surprised expression flashed for a moment, and he replied, "Yes! With drugs."

It seems she doesn't want to tell me unless I ask. "What were the results?"

"Her status wasn't high, and she didn't know much. But she said she was originally from the Hong Kong branch of the Japanese Black Dragon Society. Because the Taiwan branch suffered heavy losses, she was transferred to Taiwan for this operation."

"So they also have branches in mainland China and South Korea?"

"Yes! They not only have branches in mainland China and South Korea, but also branches in Russia and the United States. The Japanese Black Dragon Society exists wherever there are Japanese people in Asian countries. The more important and powerful branches are the Japanese mainland branch, the American branch, the Taiwan branch, the mainland branch, the South Korean branch, the Hong Kong branch, and the Russian branch."

"They have quite the ambition!"

"Yes. Their main conspiracy is to spy on other countries' military, political, and economic intelligence. Sometimes they also carry out assassinations. At the same time, they use investment as a cover for cultural infiltration, subtly transforming the thoughts and values of the younger generation in other countries, making them decadent, unambitious, or even a generation that accepts and likes Japan. The Taiwanese imperial era is the best example. Even now, many people in Taiwan still have a Japanese complex, especially Lee Teng-hui..."

"Don't mention that bastard! He's Japanese!" I recounted what I'd witnessed that day.

"What?! How could this be?!" Sang Yue trembled with rage, her eyes wide as if she were about to kill someone, but she quickly regained her composure.

I felt Sang Yue was becoming increasingly mysterious; even if she was the most pro-China person in Taiwan, she wouldn't be this agitated. "Yes! Who would have thought a Taiwanese president would be a spy for another country? Sigh—Taiwan is no safe place at all!" I sighed helplessly.

"The Japanese deserve to die!" "

Aren't the Japanese quite wealthy? Why does the Black Dragon Society need to scramble for funding everywhere? And why are they targeting my family?" I asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Oh! It's like this. Under pressure from the United States, the Japanese government has outwardly severed ties with the Black Dragon Society, or rather, has never acknowledged any connection between the Black Dragon Society and the Japanese government. Therefore, the Black Dragon Society receives no funding from the Japanese government and has to raise funds on its own. However, as far as I know, some large Japanese companies secretly support the Black Dragon Society, and the Black Dragon Society in turn helps these companies gather economic intelligence. In Taiwan, the Black Dragon Society sees Taiwan as a prime target because it is not only a wealthy region but also has many pro-Japanese individuals and a history of occupation and rule. Taiwan is Japan's most desired and prioritized prize to incorporate into its territory. However, this prize is too large, so they can only eat it slowly, piece by piece, and they can't do it openly because the mainland is watching. Therefore, they can only gradually encroach and erode it, like a virus invading Taiwan's body, causing it to become diseased, and ultimately completely occupying and controlling it. Large companies like the Hua Group are the nutrients for their virus. Imagine what would happen if all the powerful companies in Taiwan, or even the entire Taiwanese economy, were controlled by the Japanese? In that case…"

"In that case, an increasingly powerful Japan could pursue even greater ambitions, just as Japan rapidly grew strong by invading a backward modern China..." My grandfather often told us about this shameful and heartbreaking history of modern China, that the descendants of the dragon must be self-reliant and united, otherwise they will become slaves of a conquered nation.

"Yes! But it's appalling that the Black Dragon Society in Taiwan dares to kidnap people and seize property so brazenly. Now, hearing you mention Lee Teng-hui... I understand the root of the problem... But what's most hateful is that we Chinese are not united, alas..." Sang Yue sighed and lowered his head.

"Hmph! I won't let that traitor Lee Teng-hui succeed. I will let the Japanese know what it means to be Chinese. Although I am powerless and uninterested in how to unite the Chinese people, I will definitely make the Japanese and the Black Dragon Society who mess with me suffer a great misfortune." I gritted my teeth, wanting to tear the female Black Dragon Society member in front of me to pieces.

"Little Dragon! Stay here for a while, I'll be right back." With that, she turned and left.

At this moment, the listless female Black Dragon Society member suddenly opened her eyes and sneered, "Hmph! Chinese, keep dreaming! You want to oppose my Great Japanese Empire? In your Chinese terms, that's like throwing an egg against a rock."

I wasn't angry, but laughed instead, "Whether I dream or not is my business. First, may I ask your name, you Japanese slut?"

She turned her head away, "Hmph!" and ignored me completely.

I smiled and stepped forward, grabbed her little toe and snapped it hard. Accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, she screamed, "Ah—!"

"Heh! It's alright, you can scream all you want. I have plenty of time. Starting with this toe, I'll break them one by one. You can slowly enjoy my skills." I then touched her ring toe.

"Ah! No! I'll talk! I'll talk! I... heh... my name is Makino Ryoko... heh..." She gasped for breath, large beads of sweat streaming down her rather pretty face. She seemed to be in real pain.

"Huh? You're so quick to tell me? You're so useless. I thought you Japanese were all tough. I haven't even had a chance to break you yet. What am I going to do? Oh! Right, how do I know you're telling the truth?" I started to tighten my grip, her ring toe almost snapping off.

"Really! I'm not lying to you, my name is really Makino Ryoko." She was terrified, never expecting this young man to be so ruthless. Her will began to crumble.

"Okay! That's enough for now. Now, let's ask the next question. You brought explosives that day, you were planning to blow up my family, weren't

you?" "Y-yes...yes...yes! I'm sorry! I...I was wrong...please forgive me...waaaah..." Seeing that I was still going to punish her, Makino Ryoko quickly said, "I wasn't originally going that day, because...because..."

"Because of what?" I tightened my grip even more.

"Ah—it's...because...because Yoko wouldn't come, so she had me come at the last minute..." Ryoko was in so much pain she wanted to cry but dared not.

"Yoko? Who's Yoko?" I thought to myself that the Japanese girl was smart enough not to be courting death.

"She's your new Japanese teacher, Lu Sijia. Her real name is Sanben Yangzi..."

"So it's her. Why didn't she come to harm me?" I asked, puzzled.

"I'm not quite sure. I heard she might have fallen in love with you and couldn't bear to hurt you..."

"She fell in love with me? Impossible! Ha! This is really interesting. A female member of the Japanese Black Dragon Society actually fell in love with me, hehe! Where is she now?"

"She's been taken back to Japan and will receive severe punishment from the Black Dragon Society."

I was stunned. I never expected that after all the way I toyed with her and humiliated her, she would fall in love with me. How could that be? Could she have been conquered by my precious treasure? Impossible... She should know what kind of torment and misfortune she would suffer if she fell in love with me, and our positions are irreconcilable... "What kind of punishment will she receive?" "

The lightest punishment is that she'll have to commit seppuku. The most severe punishment is that she'll be gang-raped and tortured by all the members day and night until she dies, and then... her body will be fed to the dogs..."

"Bastard!" I snapped off her ring toe, causing Ryoko to scream in agony.

I didn't know why I was so angry, but just as I was about to break off her middle toe, Ryoko pleaded, "No... let me go... maybe Yoko will escape this time..."

"Oh? Why?"

"Because an important leader in the Black Dragon Society is her relative, maybe she can escape punishment."

"Impossible, right? You Japanese have the strictest rules, she can't possibly escape punishment."

"There will definitely be punishment, but it's possible she'll be forced into prostitution to make money for the organization, because there's been precedent for that."

"That won't do!" I blurted out, immediately realizing why I was angry about a Japanese woman, a Black Dragon Society member who wanted to harm me, getting what she deserved. Was it because I couldn't bear it? Or had I already fallen in love with her? Impossible! If it were me, how could I treat her like that? If not, then… never mind! Putting aside what I couldn't figure out for now, I changed the subject and asked, "How did you become members of the Black Dragon Society?"

"I don't know about others specifically, but after graduating from university, I couldn't find a job (after Japan's bubble economy, the unemployment rate remained high), and with my brother, who was already a Black Dragon Society member, encouraging me, I joined."

"How many years have you been a member?"

"Only a year…"

We then exchanged questions and answers, and I learned quite a bit about the Black Dragon Society's secrets. It turns out that all members, regardless of gender, who join the Black Dragon Society undergo six months to a year of semi-military training. The training covers everything from weapons handling and intelligence gathering to mastering foreign languages, makeup, and etiquette – virtually everything a spy needs. However, the Black Dragon Society has a highly specialized division of labor, so each person only needs to learn a few specific skills. All female members are required to have sexual relations with all the male members present, the purpose being to eliminate shame. Therefore, group sex sessions are frequently held during training, which all members, male and female, must participate in. No wonder Yoko Mimoto and Yuki Kitano could endure my manipulation and abuse. Ryoko, who had just finished training, was preparing to report to the Hong Kong group, but received last-minute instructions to fly to Taiwan.

"Are you afraid of dying?"

"You…you…are you going to kill me?" Ryoko stammered.

“Yes! Because this is the best outcome for you. If I let you go, your fate is predictable. Besides, you plotted against my family, and you must be punished.”

“Then… can I beg you to let me die quickly, without causing me too much pain, please?” Ryoko pleaded.

“Hmm… considering your cooperation just now, I can! Perhaps I can not only spare you pain, but also make you happy.”

“Happy? How can I be happy?” Ryoko looked at her toes resentfully.

“Do you hate me?” I reached out and slipped my hand under her clothes.

“…Maybe I hate you! But I hate my fate even more…”

“Yes! It’s a pity that someone as beautiful as you is being used to commit heinous acts…” I stroked her smooth skin and gently pinched her nipples. “

It seems the rumors are true. They say you know how to play with women at such a young age. Is this how you conquered Yoko?”

“I don’t know! Whether her heart was conquered by me… I don’t know…” I had already unbuttoned her nightgown, revealing the fair skin unique to Japanese women.

"Alright! Let me enjoy some sex before I die, but... could you please not touch my wound? And please don't touch it so quickly, let me..."

"Okay!" I carefully avoided her gunshot wound; although the bullet had been removed, it still hurt terribly. I took out my penis, climbed onto the bed, and after a few gentle strokes, gently inserted it into her flower cave.

But no matter how careful I was, any movement on her wound would cause her pain, so I had to use my full "aphrodisiac" power on her.

Soon, the irrational Makino Ryoko was completely immersed in the frenzied sex, oblivious to the fact that the bandages on her wound were gradually being stained red with blood. She seemed oblivious to the pain as she thrust violently against me, pleasure and excitement had overwhelmed her.

Her wound completely ruptured, bleeding profusely, but she was still unaware, frantically devouring my penis, while her life force was rapidly decreasing.

So, while I congealed her blood to avoid soiling myself, I began to absorb her wandering true energy until she completely lost her life force, becoming a beautiful corpse that died in pleasure.

Only then did I silently get up. Sang Yue, who appeared later, escorted me home.

When I was almost home, at 5:47 PM, my godmother, Zhen Ni, called from Hong Kong to let me know I was safe.

During dinner, at 6:12 PM, Yang Tong called from Taichung to let me know I was safe.

At 7:35 PM, while talking with my twelfth aunt about the afternoon's events, Lin Yujiao and Lin Yuzhi called from Shanghai Hongqiao Airport to let me know I was safe.

At 7:56 PM, while my twelfth aunt and I were discussing the information we received from Makino Ryoko about the Black Dragon Society, Aunt Jin Xianji called from Seoul to let me know I was safe.

At 8:35 PM, while I was swimming on the rooftop, my twelfth aunt came over. She handed me her phone; it was my tenth uncle on the other end. He congratulated me on taking down another large number of Black Dragon Society members. He said he had just received intelligence that the Black Dragon Society, after a secret meeting, had decided not to send anyone to Taiwan for the foreseeable future.

At 9:10 PM, while I was entwined with Sister Yuzhi in bed, my godmother Xueqin called from Kaohsiung train station, saying she had arrived safely.

"Little Dragon!"

"What?" I lightly traced circles on Sister Yuzhi's breasts with my fingers.

"What are you planning to do from now on?" Yuzhi kissed my nipple, her breath sweet as orchids as she nestled against my chest.

"I don't know! Let's take it one step at a time. What about you?"

"I still want to be a singer! Please beg Aunt Twelve for me, please plead with me to let me sing, okay?"

I shook my head decisively and said, "No! I don't want you to go out and show your face in public anymore. If you want to sing and record albums, that's fine! Our Longxiang Company has plenty of recording studios and lyricists and composers."

"You...it was you! Xiao Long! I hate you so much!" Sister Yuzhi got up angrily, about to put on her clothes and leave.

"Wait! Do you want to know what I think of your songs?"

Sister Yuzhi stopped curiously and looked back.

"Your voice and singing style are actually very excellent, especially your outstanding appearance and your beautiful, magnetic voice. You could say you're truly exceptional. But many of your songs are too affected, too commercial, lacking individuality and failing to highlight your style. I hope you spend more time further studying, ideally writing your own lyrics and music to create your own unique style. That way, you'll truly be a lover of music, instead of being intoxicated by flowers and applause."

"Will you and Aunt Twelve let me study further?"

"Of course! I hope you'll study English and French at home first, and then I'll send you to England or France for further studies." Actually, I was worried about what other malicious things the Black Dragon Society might do.

"Really?" Sister Yuzhi immediately became happy, beaming as she rushed onto the bed, hugging and kissing me passionately.

In the heat of passion, I once again pinned Sister Yuzhi down, feasting on her.

When she couldn't take the onslaught, several more new members arrived to take over.

"Big sister, Ai Di, aren't you taking the college entrance exam tomorrow? Why are you here so late?" I asked suspiciously.

"Never mind! My head is about to explode from studying, I just wanted to relax here, hehe..." Ai Di laughed cutely.

"Big sister, are you confident about tomorrow? Hey—say something! Don't just... babbling..."

Big sister Yu'e rolled her eyes at me and said, "Say what? Say what?" Then she lowered her head and kissed my darling sweetly, then pouted and said, "Who can guarantee they'll be confident about the college entrance exam? I can only leave it to fate!"

"Wow! Big sister, if Auntie hears this, she'll skin you alive!"

"What's there to be afraid of? With you protecting me, who dares to touch me?" Big sister Yu'e said coquettishly.

"Hehe! If Auntie comes now... hehe..."

"What's there to be afraid of? At most, you'll win her over..."

"Wow! Sister Yu'e, is this what you, as a daughter, would say?" Yindi laughed from the side.

Sister Yu'e pouted, unconvinced, "Isn't it the same? My mother's ultimate fate is still to be caught in the clutches of that little lecher, Xiaolong!"

"You're going too far! What if one day you and your mother were together with Xiaolong… hehe… ah! I wouldn't dare, haha… please spare me! I'll never dare again…" Aidi giggled, dodging Yu'e's tickling.

"Never mind… we'll all be with our mothers someday…" Sister Yuzhi blushed, unable to continue.

Hearing this, I was deeply moved. Yes! If they were together… hehe… ever since that day at Datou Ridge when she was forced to do that with the old lady, she'd been avoiding me these past few days.

In the throes of passion, I no longer cared whether any of them had their college entrance exams the next day. I only cared about giving myself and them the greatest satisfaction in this moment. After all, the ancients had the wisdom of "Drink today, for tomorrow we may die," and "Pluck the flower while it blooms, for when it's gone, you'll only have an empty branch."

When I woke up the next day, my sisters were gone. It was already 7:32 a.m., which was unusual for me.

The extreme absurdity of the previous night left me very sleepy. Fortunately, I didn't experience any backaches or muscle soreness, but it was enough to make me secretly wary. If I continued like this, although I could be fearless with the help of "male supremacy and virility," I was afraid it wouldn't help me make much progress. I felt like I had reached a bottleneck. If I continued to indulge in pleasure and intimacy all day long, I was afraid I would never reach the level I wanted. Moreover, I felt that my current abilities were not enough to guarantee the safety of my family. I had to make greater progress to better protect them.

When I came out of the bathroom naked after showering, I found my aunt in my room. She was shocked to see me, especially the unusual thing between my legs, and immediately became embarrassed. As she left awkwardly, I could feel the heat on her face. It was all my fault; if I hadn't been lost in thought while showering and hadn't been paying attention to my surroundings, this would have happened… But then I remembered what my older sister, Yu'e, said last night: "Mom's ultimate fate is still to fall into the clutches of that little pervert, Xiao Long." My heart suddenly warmed. My aunt's figure and looks were truly stunning; though not as outstanding as my mother, she was definitely a captivating beauty.

At breakfast, seeing my aunt wasn't so awkward anymore, but she always avoided my gaze. However, I could see she kept secretly glancing at my genitals, then blushing for no reason, her heart racing.

After breakfast, I suddenly announced that I was going to stay alone at a seaside villa in Yilan for a while, without anyone coming with me. I told her she could call the recorded phone number there if she needed anything, and I would only stay for ten days at most before returning.

The older woman immediately shrieked, "No! A tropical storm is coming in the next couple of days! Don't go!"

"I'm sorry, Auntie, I've made up my mind. I'm going, and nobody can stop me," I said earnestly, my tone resolute, brooking no dissent. This immediately silenced the older woman, my aunts, and other women; they knew my stubbornness when I was serious.

To avoid an awkward or somber atmosphere, I smiled and said, "I'll tell you the reason in ten days, maybe even less. If you're still worried about me, come pick me up from the villa in ten days. Don't bother me before then, or don't blame me for being unhappy!"

No one answered.

I could only smile and go upstairs to have Xiaoqin and Xiaoru pack my things.

But an hour later, everyone was already cramming ten large boxes into the car taking me to Yilan—it was more extravagant than moving house. Although I didn't want to, I knew I had no room for negotiation on this point, so I set off with Xiaoqin and Xiaoru.

Halfway there, my twelfth aunt called, telling me to take good care of myself and not worry my family. She knew she couldn't persuade me to go back, so she could only tell me to be careful. Besides, she had a lot of faith in me.

Then my mother found out too, and she gave me a long list of instructions.

When I saw the sea, the weather indeed became even more gloomy, with low, fast-moving dark clouds; a tropical storm was really coming.

But I didn't care; maybe it was better this way, no one would bother me.

Entering the quiet seaside resort villa, I told Xiaoqin and Xiaoru to hurry back after moving my things, but they said they had to clean up for me before going back.

After four hours of work, they insisted on buying enough food for me before they could leave, so I had to agree again.

When the four large refrigerators and several food cabinets could no longer hold enough fruit, food, and snacks to last me for half a year, it was already dark, and they couldn't leave.

To punish them for their repeated disobedience, I began to torment them from the moment they started preparing dinner for me. I took them from the kitchen to the dining room, then from the living room to the bedroom, until they begged for mercy in the bathroom before I finally let them go.

The next day, when they left, they could barely walk, as if they had a bottle stuck in their genitals, yet they were in high spirits, teasing each other endlessly after getting in the car.

I stood by the sea for a long time, watching the clouds drift by with the wind.

Heaven and earth seemed to be telling me a secret of endless, ceaseless life, and I entered a state of deep meditation, stillness, and profound understanding.

The wind blew harder and harder, but I remained as firm as a nail driven into the shore, unmoved.

When the seam of my shirt button came undone, my shirt also went on strike, but my chest remained steadfastly loyal, refusing to yield or shrink back, proudly displaying its disdain.

The wind, carrying raindrops, began to lash against me. The increasingly raging waves, not to be outdone, gradually approached. Seeing my indifference, they began to push, shove, grind, and rub against me, whether to appease me or to antagonize me, ready to deliver a devastating blow at any moment.

The sky seemed to grow darker.

Indeed! There was no light to be seen, but it didn't affect my awareness of my surroundings.

The tireless, increasingly furious and violent waves continued to crash against me, perhaps mistaking me for a stubborn rock due to the lack of light.

Compared to the icy seawater, the fire burning within me seemed to be evaporating all moisture, waging a relentless battle.

Meanwhile, the answering machine in the villa repeatedly disturbed my peace and focus. I decided to leave this rocky shore and go into the belly of the sea for a peaceful sleep.

So I plunged into the waves and swam forward...

When I no longer felt the murky water, I was about 3 nautical miles from the shore and 100 meters underwater.

As I continued to descend, the water pressure increased. The current world record for freediving without oxygen is said to be 162 meters, set by the Frenchman Ferreira (actually in 2000) in Mexico (his 28-year-old wife, Audrey Meester, recently drowned while attempting to reach 171 meters). However, I was at a disadvantage because I wasn't wearing a wetsuit, mask, or waterproof earplugs, and I wasn't using any weights for my descent. So now I started to feel chest tightness, ear pain, tinnitus, dizziness, and nausea, and I desperately needed oxygen.

But I decided to stay, temporarily halting at this depth, and accept the challenge to my physical limits.

I tried my best to relax, regulate my breathing, and cover my ears to prevent seawater from entering and to reduce the pressure.

True Qi constantly circulates and flows within the body, resisting and alleviating discomfort, ultimately strengthening itself to adapt to the environment.

Initially, it felt extremely draining of True Qi, but fortunately, there is more free Qi in the sea than on land, and it increases as you go deeper, like a soup that becomes thicker at the bottom. This is why I came to Yilan from Taipei.

Some confused fish darted and bumped into me, as if giving me a massage; I knew these were shallow-water fish seeking refuge from the raging waves.

I don't know how much time passed, but when I felt completely refreshed, full of energy, and with a stronger internal energy, all my physical discomfort had disappeared.

It was daytime on the surface, but the wind and waves were even fiercer and more violent, as if the center of a tropical storm had moved upwards.

Below 150 meters, there was no light at all; I could only use my psychic abilities to perceive everything around me.

Countless fish of all kinds swam around, some foraging, some hiding, enacting a survival-of-the-fittest scenario much like in human society.

The sloping seabed was still over 400 meters vertical down to my height, and another 300 meters or so to reach that small hill. I decided to push my physical limits again.

Half an hour later, I finally descended another 150 meters.

The symptoms returned, but this time, having learned from experience, I handled them with ease, managing them in just three hours, and even learning from the fish how to manage stress.

But when I descended to that protruding hill, at a depth of about 500 meters, the discomfort was more severe than the previous two times, and the strong current forced me to cling only to the smooth tip. This depth also far surpassed the world record of 305 meters set by American Jim Bowden in April 1994 in the Zacatan Caves of Mexico, where he was diving with a scuba gear.

I channeled all my inner energy to protect myself, and then spent more time and effort adapting to the depth.

On the surface, it was dark;

on the surface, it was light. Underwater, I circulated my inner energy again and again, accumulating more and more energy.

When I could collect no more, I began to notice discomfort in my skin, a slight swelling, clearly a result of prolonged immersion in seawater. Without the protection of my inner energy, I probably wouldn't have lasted this long.

I decided to strengthen and modify myself.

Human cells rely on red blood cells to carry oxygen and various nutrients to maintain survival and metabolism. At this depth, I had already solved the oxygen supply problem. Now, only the pressure of the seawater posed a threat to my blood vessels, chest cavity, and internal organs.

Based on previous experience and methods learned from fish, I slowed down the flow of my blood and further contracted the space within my body. Where I couldn't do this, I filled it with my inner energy, gradually spreading it to the outside of my skin to form a protective shield.

By the time I stood firmly like a bubble atop this small underwater mountain, I didn't know how much time had passed, nor how much effort and attempts I had made, but fortunately, the progress was astonishing.

Facing the powerful ocean currents constantly surging from the Pacific Ocean, I stood proudly with my arms crossed.

During meditation, although the activity of my cells decreased, under my special arrangement, my cells had increased significantly, from bone cells to nerve cells, from white blood cells to smooth cells (that is, muscle cells), and even my hair had increased. In short: I had grown a lot!

From a more detailed and clearer three-dimensional full-view image, I was already a 15 or 16-year-old boy, tall and strong, with a much thicker beard, and even my body shape and facial features had changed drastically. I was afraid my family wouldn't recognize me.

Although I've been standing at the top without moving for a moment, my cells have never stopped training them, so I can now feel how powerful my body is.

My mind is also clearer; my thinking speed and problem-solving abilities are getting stronger and stronger. In this seemingly long yet short period, I've made breakthroughs in all 15 of my master's killing techniques. Only "Flame Qi," "Ice Binding," "Whirlwind Explosion," "Soul Stealing," and "Freezing Decomposition" are slightly weaker, but they've already become knowledge in my mind, just waiting for my power and proficiency to reach a certain level so I can use them with ease.

Now, in meditation, I no longer need to passively search for and learn various skills as I do in my dreams. My brain can now be like a computer, readily accessing the knowledge I need. I've improved my skills in various martial arts techniques, including fists, palms, fingers, legs, swords, guns, clubs, whips, shields, and hidden weapons. I only remember a shark that, for some unknown reason, attacked me from 30 meters away. I struck its head with a finger from a distance, and it struggled for a short distance before flipping belly up.

My exploration range has also expanded significantly. I can now clearly see active underwater volcanoes, about 3 nautical miles away, constantly erupting large amounts of gas (mainly water vapor, carbon dioxide, and volatile substances from deep within the Earth) and volcanic debris. Even more amazing is the existence of primitive life forms around these volcanoes, as oceanographers have described. Their ability to withstand temperatures of several hundred degrees Celsius is beyond my comprehension. This advancement in exploration has also given me a deeper understanding that Taiwan is indeed located on an earthquake zone. Frequent seismic energy emanates from deep within the earth, and I can even feel the smaller earthquakes that only earthquake monitoring equipment can detect.

The rich diversity of marine life and their amazing wonders and interesting stories kept my training sessions from becoming dull. What impressed me most was the octopus's intelligence and learning ability. Biologists say their lifespan is no more than five years, yet they can survive independently from birth, venturing out on their own. Their ability to hunt and handle complex problems is astonishing; no wonder scientists rank it as the third most intelligent creature after humans (second is the chimpanzee, and first is the kea). Unfortunately, the octopus's lifespan limits its evolution. Some have asserted that if octopuses lived longer, they would be competitors to humans.

Then there's the dolphin's sonar system (which works differently from my reconnaissance abilities) and the shark's extraordinary sense of smell (able to detect blood within a 3-5 kilometer radius), making me realize that humans are not alone in their abilities.

As for the electric eel, it's a model I can learn from for practicing "Flame Qi" and "Ice Formation," and I could even create a new killing move based on it—"Thunderbolt Strike."

I also felt helpless about the limited progress in my brain training and exploration.

Suddenly, I awoke from my meditation.

What day is it now? I stretched and moved my neck, deciding to return to the surface.

So, with a spring in my step, I rose rapidly, as free as a fish, completely disregarding the water pressure, soaring upwards.

Having not seen the sun for days, the surface wasn't blinding. The storm-stricken sea had regained its tranquility, displaying a captivating blue under the brilliant sunlight, with only white clouds and seagulls to accompany me in appreciating this beauty. At the same time, the salty sea breeze happily entered my chest, restarting the vigorous work of my lungs.

And here I was, half-floating, half-standing on the water, the water only reaching my knees; it felt like I was standing on a shallow beach. I couldn't rise any higher; perhaps I hadn't spent enough time underwater, but I was already quite satisfied. Let's see what's happening at the villa.

My senses expanded, and there were many family members inside. Some were searching for me in different places, while others were gathered in the living room discussing the note I had left. When they left the note that day, I knew they couldn't bear the torment of worrying about my safety any longer and came to see me despite my "warnings."

"Where did Xiaolong go? Why did he leave this note..." the auntie asked anxiously.

"We've searched almost everywhere around here and in Yilan City, how come we still can't find him?" Aunt Huizhen asked curiously.

"Could he be in the sea?" Sister Jinmei interjected.

"Nonsense! How could he be in the sea?"

"Jinmei, don't talk nonsense!" Aunt Yulian scolded her daughter angrily.

Sister Jinmei, feeling wronged, couldn't express her grievances; she had personally witnessed me underwater in the swimming pool for a long time.

Mom complained, "Xiaolong is really something, he didn't even bring his phone, and we can't find him. It's been two days, it's driving me crazy!"

"Should we call the police?" Aunt Eleven asked.

"Little Dragon said he doesn't need you to look for him anymore, why are you all worrying? He'll naturally come back in ten days." Sister Yudi, who had been watching TV, turned around impatiently.

"What? Your brother is missing, and you're just watching TV!" Aunt Huizhen, furious, rushed over to turn off the TV.

"No, no! Let me see... Look how infuriating those Japanese are on TV, coming all the way to our Diaoyu Islands! What are our navy doing? Why aren't they stopping them?" Sister Yudi said indignantly.

Right! Counting the days, these should be the days the Black Dragon Society mentioned when the Japanese Youth Society came to the Diaoyu Islands. I'd forgotten about it because of my cultivation. Good! I'll test my strength and see how much I've improved, so those bastards can have a good taste. Besides, I really didn't realize Sister Yudi was so patriotic!

But I need to go back and tell them first, so they don't worry too much.

"Wait! Let's watch TV first..." Aunt Twelve stopped Aunt Huizhen from turning off the TV, immediately drawing everyone to watch as well, and the volume was turned up.

The news reporter on TV reported: "...The Japanese youth group's ships that came to the Diaoyu Islands the day before yesterday have remained there, reportedly intending to build a lighthouse marker on the Diaoyu Islands...Our naval vessels are patrolling the nearby waters, but have not gone to the Diaoyu Islands to stop the Japanese youth group from infringing upon our sovereignty...Foreign Ministry spokesperson Cheng Weiguo stated: To avoid further escalation of the situation, our country has adopted restraint and caution...According to a spokesperson from the mainland..."

I became even angrier.

"Will Xiaolong be targeted by the Black Dragon Society..." Huizhen dared not continue.

Aunt Twelve decisively said: "No, it's good enough that Xiaolong isn't causing them trouble, they wouldn't dare! Humph..."

"Then where is he now?"

I quickly rushed back, able to walk on the waves! Hehe! My light-footed skills have improved rapidly! My joy was overflowing.

Unfortunately, it was broad daylight, and although there were few fishing boats in the area, it didn't mean there were two in the distance, appearing and disappearing due to the waves. If they had binoculars, they might have seen me (the person wading through the waves). Besides, the beach wasn't just for people looking for me; there were also people playing, swimming, and sunbathing. So, out of their sight, I abandoned my plan to run and wade in the water, instead diving into the sea and quickly moving forward.

I originally intended to go in a straight line, but seeing several beautiful women playing in the water, perhaps my days of ascetic training prompted me to turn away. As I passed beneath them, I slowed down, carefully admiring their daring, sexy swimsuits and beautiful figures before smiling and moving on.

When I surfaced and stepped onto the beach, I immediately attracted everyone's attention, not because I was handsome, but because no one was swimming in long pants at the beach before, and my pants clearly didn't belong to me—tight and ill-fitting, making me look like an illegal immigrant.

I didn't care about any of that, because Mom had already left the villa and was heading in my direction, looking around with a glimmer of hope, unaware that her stunning beauty had become the focus of men's astonishment and the envy and self-pity of the beach beauties.

I smiled and ran towards Mom, just about to wave and call out to her, when she asked first, "Sir! Have you seen a boy who looks about 13 or 14 years old, about 10 years old, so tall, so cute..." while gesturing.

Chapter 35 ◆ Sinking the Japanese Pirates

I immediately realized that Mom didn't recognize me anymore. The changes I had undergone underwater in the past few days were too great. I now looked like a 16 or 17-year-old boy, and after 7 or 8 days without seeing the sun, plus the beard that had grown back, my face shape and appearance had changed considerably. So even though I was her biological son, she didn't recognize me.

I was about to explain that I was her son, Hua Ruilong, but I swallowed the words back, because I had just heard the latest news report on another channel on TV, saying that the Japanese Youth Society had completed the lighthouse and was preparing to evacuate. The Diaoyu Islands are 92 nautical miles from Keelung, the nearest city, and it takes 3 hours to get from Yilan to Keelung by train. If those Japanese bastards leave now, wouldn't the vast ocean make it impossible to catch up? I don't want them to go through all that trouble to build a lighthouse, only to be left with nothing to show for their hospitality. I have to see them off. So I must head to Keelung immediately, as it's the shortest route to the Diaoyu Islands (either by boat or plane). I can't afford to waste any more time here. Explaining my recent events and changes to my mother isn't something that can be done quickly, and even if I did, how could they let me out of their sight again?

So I've decided to keep quiet. "I'm sorry..." As soon as the words left my mouth, I realized my voice had changed significantly. My former childish voice had been replaced by a more mature one (perhaps it was the appearance of an Adam's apple), so I no longer needed to hide it. "I haven't seen you before, Miss!" Mom certainly didn't look like a mother who had given birth; she was young and beautiful, like a dazzling movie star. Although anxiety, unease, and worry filled her delicate face, she still possessed a unique kind of beauty. Touched and proud, I smiled and said, "Don't worry, he'll be fine. Maybe he's just playing around. He'll definitely come home when he's done playing. Also, I hope you won't run around looking for him like that; it's dangerous! You're so beautiful... Look, the men around..." Yes, the men around me, seeing me chatting with such a beautiful woman, were both envious and jealous, wishing they were me.

Mom looked at me strangely, at this stranger who felt both familiar and unfamiliar. Her concern and enthusiasm for me evoked a subtle sense of kinship. Perhaps my way of speaking hadn't changed, so for a moment, Mom stared at me blankly.

I really wanted to call her "Mom" right then and there, but... "Miss, I still suggest you put up a missing person ad first. It's much better than searching blindly like this. Maybe your playful son will see it and come home immediately. Don't you think so?" As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted them.

Sure enough, the quick-witted mother asked curiously, "How did you know it was my son? I didn't say anything."

"Oh! I was just guessing, haha! I didn't expect to guess right. By the way, you should hurry back. Maybe he's already home."

"No! I want to keep looking."

"Miss, searching blindly like this is useless. If your son is playing on the beach, he won't stay away from home for long, no matter how much he plays. So you'd better use the fastest and most effective method: television media!" At this point, I understood why they hadn't used television media to look for me: first, they were afraid I would be angry; second, they were afraid the Black Dragon Society would find out and use this opportunity against their family; and third, if the outside world knew about my disappearance, it would undoubtedly be another blow to the Hua Corporation.

I had to relieve their worries as soon as possible!

"But..."

"No buts! Go back quickly, or if something happens to you, your son will never forgive himself."

"Then..." Mom scrutinized me, trying to find traces of her son in my words and actions. "Could you... please forgive my intrusion, but my home is over there..." Mom pointed to the villa over there and said, "Could you come to my house as a guest?"

"Thank you for the invitation! I really want to go, but I have something urgent to attend to right now... maybe next time..."

A slightly disappointed Mom asked again, "What's your name? Can you tell me?"

Instantly, a fake name appeared in my mind, and I said, "Xue Tingfeng." Xue represents my longing for Xue Lanfeng, and Tingfeng signifies that I am about to unleash a thunderous storm and go on a killing spree.

"Sister, my name is He Xiangqian, how old are you?" Mom asked, secretly glancing at my strong, muscular chest, a hint of shyness flashing in her bright eyes.

Could it be that Mom is interested in me? Ha... and Mom even called herself my older sister. To be honest, Mom definitely looks like her older sister now; she looks so young and beautiful. "You're 17, Auntie, and you?" I started to have a strange feeling, a warm feeling in my heart, and my heart was beating a little strangely.

"Me?" Mom suddenly became shy and a little embarrassed. After biting her beautiful and lovely lips, she said, "Actually, I should be your aunt now. I'm already 29 years old." At that moment, I felt that Mom had returned to her teenage years. Although I don't know what her teenage years were like, they should not be too far removed from now.

I feigned surprise and said, "Wow! Sister, you really don't look it! You look so young! Like a young lady in her early twenties, you could definitely be my sister." Whether as a man or her son, praising such a stunning beauty as my mother was perfectly natural, so I continued, "Sister, you're so beautiful! I'd be so happy to have a sister like you."

Mom smiled sweetly and happily, "Really? Hehe... Actually, I also really wish I had a brother like you, but unfortunately..." "

Really? Then I'll accept you as my sister, sister!"

"Brother!" Mom suddenly realized that many people were watching us, and a few men with ill intentions were approaching. She became embarrassed and ran over to take my hand, saying, "Come to my house."

Holding Mom's hand felt different than before, soft and gentle, like... like... I felt like Mom was flirting with me... and...

I ran along the beach for a while, and it felt like a romantic moment with a lover on the beach. This was the first time I had such a wonderful feeling. I knew my thoughts were wrong, but my wildly beating heart told me: Don't interrupt it!

"Sister! I'd better not go in. I have to go." Luckily, reason prevailed and I stopped in my tracks. If I went in, my identity would inevitably be exposed.

"Are you really not coming in?" Mom couldn't hide her disappointment.

"Yes! I have something to do... I have to go..."

"Well... okay... come visit sometime!"

"Okay."

Mom suddenly kissed my forehead, and said somewhat sadly, "Will I ever see you again, little brother?"

I realized then that I had misunderstood. Mom felt a sense of kinship with me the moment she saw me; her feelings for me were those of a brother and sister, not the filthy thoughts in my head. I smiled and recited a classic line from a movie: "If we're destined to meet, we will!" Then I turned and walked away gracefully.

But Mom waved after me until my aunt saw me and came out to ask what was wrong, but Mom didn't say anything.

At the public phone booth in front of the bus station, as I was about to call home, I realized I was penniless.

And I was shirtless, wearing ill-fitting pants, which was quite indecent. I really wanted my gold card and the clothes in my wardrobe.

But I decided to solve it myself. This was undoubtedly a test of my survival skills; I didn't want to be a rich kid who couldn't survive without anything if I left home.

I approached a beautiful, elegant, and stylish young woman waiting for a bus and politely smiled, "Miss, could you lend me some money?" I thought a lady with such refined manners must have a kind heart.

But before I could finish speaking, the beautiful woman covered her mouth and backed away, as if avoiding a dirty beggar or a leper. I didn't say anything more and tactfully... or rather, I left her with disdain. I wasn't angry or blaming her; I only felt disappointment.

I asked a few more, arranging them in order of attractiveness, but one by one they disappointed me.

Finally, there was only one chubby, bespectacled, unattractive woman I didn't ask. As for men, I had no interest.

I still approached her with a sliver of hope, but to my surprise, she asked how much I needed. Embarrassed, I only asked for a few coins for making a phone call. Amidst the disdainful looks of the crowd, I dialed my aunt's cell phone.

"Who are you?" Aunt Twelve couldn't recognize my voice either.

"It's Xiaolong! I'm fine, you don't need to go looking for me everywhere..."

"You're Xiaolong? Your voice..."

"My voice has changed, I'll tell you the details when I get back."

"Where are you? We'll come pick you up." Aunt Twelve still seemed a little skeptical.

"No need, I'll go back to the villa after I've taken care of some things..."

"Xiaolong... are you really Xiaolong?"

"Of course! Otherwise, how would I know that Aunt Huizhen wanted to turn off the TV so that Sister Yudi wouldn't be able to watch? Liling, take good care of the family, don't let them look for me everywhere, I know how to take care of myself."

Aunt Twelve's excited voice came through the phone immediately, along with the calls of my mother, aunt, other aunts, and sisters.

"Okay, I'm out of coins, I'll call you later." As soon as I said that, I realized how stupid I was. I had all these skills, I didn't need to borrow money from others at all. I could use this payphone for as long as I wanted, and it wouldn't cost a penny.

When I hung up the phone, I still had two coins in my hand. With Aunt Twelve's abilities, she'd find me here quickly, and with her intelligence, she'd guess what I was up to.

I was about to return the coins to the plump lady when I realized my current state was rather unseemly, so I shamelessly pressed my luck and asked the kind lady, "Could you lend me some more money to buy clothes?" I looked at her expectantly with wide eyes.

"This…" The plump lady stared at me, stunned for a long time, before finally snapping out of it and saying shyly, "Sure!"

Then, she actually accompanied me to buy clothes.

By the time we left the store, I knew her name was Xie Ru, 22 years old, a recent college graduate, still unemployed, with both parents and younger siblings. She was currently captivated by my new look; shaved, I was even more handsome than the three members of the Little Tigers combined from a few years ago, which made her frequently and enthusiastically move closer to me. It's a pity she wasn't pretty, otherwise… Oh well, I'll repay her kindness, so I gave her my phone number, hoping she'd contact me if she came to Taipei to look for work.

Then she escorted me all the way to the train station, buying the ticket herself and giving me 8,000 NTD.

As I gazed out the window at the fleeting scenery, wondering what mode of transportation to take to the Diaoyu Islands, a melodious, ethereal voice rang out beside me: "Sir! Is this seat taken?"

I turned around and saw it was the first beautiful woman I'd tried to borrow money from earlier—I couldn't believe I'd run into her again on the train. There were plenty of empty seats around, yet she insisted on sitting next to me; she was clearly trying to pick me up! Now she didn't recognize me. Not far away, two cute, pretty girls were whispering about me, envious and jealous of the woman who dared to approach me, and clearly regretting not making a move first. "Is that even a question, miss?" I said sarcastically.

"May I sit here?" she asked, her skin really thick.

I could clearly feel the envious and jealous glances from the men around me. One middle-aged man, forced to admit his age, sighed, "Ah—being handsome has its advantages! Back in my day..." His friend next to him chuckled, "Come on, Lao Hu."

Alright! Since you've come to me, I won't stand on ceremony. I toned down my unfriendly tone and said politely, "Please sit down, Miss."

But she didn't sit next to me as I had imagined; instead, she sat opposite me. Actually, this made it easier for us to look at each other and talk.

Since we were mutually interested, we quickly became acquainted and warmed up to each other.

Her name was Qiu Yuhong, a rather poetic name. She was from Toucheng, 23 years old, and still in university. Her family wanted her to get married, but she didn't want to be tied down so soon, so she came to Taipei for the summer to try her luck. She no longer recognized me as the person who had just begged her for money.

Aside from my name and my family's wealth, everything else was a lie. I said I was 17, in high school, and only in Yilan for a vacation; my family would soon arrange for me to study abroad.

Suddenly, Qiu Yuhong cut to the chase, asking with a smile, "You must have had many girlfriends, right?"

"No way, I've only had one, but we've already broken up." In my heart, my first girlfriend should be Zheng Huiru. Although we hadn't officially dated (I'd already dumped her), she was my girlfriend, and it's unlikely we'll ever be together again, but she'll always be my first girlfriend.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I apologize. She must have been very beautiful, right?"

"Yes! She was very beautiful, but unfortunately..." My mood turned gloomy.

"Don't worry!" Qiu Yuhong actually reached out and took my hand, smiling brightly, "Everything will be alright." She cleverly didn't ask why we broke up.

But I knew clearly she was seducing me. Actually, it wasn't a big deal; everyone loves beauty, and women like handsome men just like men like beautiful women—there's nothing wrong with that!

Then, we chatted about everything under the sun.

When the train passed through her hometown, Toucheng, she sat next to me, and we were already as affectionate as a couple deeply in love. She affectionately told me about the scenery of Toucheng and her experiences in the small town (mostly interesting stories and anecdotes from her childhood), making me laugh heartily and drastically changing my initial impression of her.

She was actually kind and lovely, but life had made this beautiful woman more worldly, more adept at using her "weapons." As for how she had treated me earlier, most women would have reacted the same way in that situation, so my impression of her improved considerably.

However, my desire to conquer her immediately didn't change despite this shift in impression. After all, she was a beautiful and alluring flower. In this world full of temptations and the survival of the fittest, how long could she maintain her purity? So, it was better to pluck her sooner rather than later, and better for me to pluck her than for him. Besides, she had had boyfriends before, and after so many days of ascetic training, my pent-up desire had grown with my maturity. And making love with me should be a pleasant experience; I believed that even if she was disappointed in me as a person, she wouldn't regret it.

At that moment, my hand had secretly touched her thigh. But instead of being disgusted by my advances, she smiled sweetly and enthusiastically, as if she were ready to be taken. If only there were a bed... Oh right, there's a toilet on the train! So I secretly pulled Yu Hong's hand to my crotch and pressed it against my manhood.

Yu Hong blushed and turned her face away, but her soft hand didn't pull away; it remained pressed against my crotch. Of course, I wasn't satisfied with just touching it. So I took the initiative to teach her, grabbing her little hand and kneading it vigorously.

The only thing that hadn't grown these past few days was my manhood, because I was already quite satisfied with it. Any bigger and it would make many beautiful women's cherry-like mouths sigh in vain, unable to accommodate it. Sure enough, the magnificent manhood surprised Yu Hong. Incredulously, she began to measure my size herself. When she looked at me in astonishment, her eyes were already filled with lust.

I whispered in her ear, "Let's go to the restroom... okay?"

Qiu Yuhong blushed and was about to nod in agreement when an uninvited guest suddenly sat down opposite us and said, "Sir! Are you interested in developing a career in the entertainment industry?" A business card was already handed to me.

It turned out to be a talent scout; he had been watching me for a long time. I had initially thought he was gay, but... haha! Unfortunately, I wasn't interested. I already owned an entertainment company, so I shook my head and said, "No interest!" I refused outright.

He wasn't giving up and continued his smooth-talking, "Young man! Give it a try! With your good looks, I guarantee you'll soon become an idol star in the hearts of countless girls..."

You really know how to charm people! Unfortunately, I wasn't interested. I could still pick up many girls without becoming a star in the entertainment industry, and I needed to keep a low profile because there were still many ambitious men I needed to deal with. "Thank you for your kind offer! Unfortunately, I'm not interested. How about this, what do you think of this young lady?" I recommended Yuhong to him.

Qiu Yuhong immediately struck a pose (in a very proper way), hoping for a stroke of good fortune and a chance to transform herself into a beautiful woman.

"If you agree, sir, I might consider accepting this young lady. You see…"

"Forget it! No need. I won't enter the entertainment industry. Although it's tempting, I have no interest." Seeing the disappointment on Yuhong's face, I said to her, "Yuhong, don't be upset. If you're interested in entering the entertainment industry, I can make your wish come true. You don't need him." "

Really?" Yuhong immediately beamed. If there weren't other people around, I believe she would have hugged and kissed me passionately, because my manhood was tightly gripped and squeezed under the table.

Even if there was no one else in the carriage, I believe she would have agreed if I suggested making love right there. Just as I was about to answer, "Of course it's true!" the talent scout exclaimed in surprise, "Sir, you are…" Afraid that Yuhong would reveal my name, I immediately and rudely dismissed her, saying, "Excuse me, I don't want to be disturbed. Please leave." I adopted the air and demeanor of a great figure.

"Alright then! Sorry! Sorry to bother you!" The talent scout was also confused about my situation.

But wave after wave of girls came. The two cute and pretty girls who had been eavesdropping for a long time—the ones who had been secretly commenting on me but hadn't dared to come up—sat down opposite us as soon as the talent scout left. They both looked to be 17 or 18 years old, wearing ladylike long dresses, one pink and one white. Unlike the sexy babes on the streets of Taipei, especially in Ximending, they were fresh, charming, and elegant, no less than Qiu Yuhong.

"Brother, you're amazing! Even the talent scout ignored him..." The girl in the pink dress called me "brother" right away. The other girl was more gentle and obedient, and said somewhat shyly, "Sorry to bother you."

Yuhong immediately realized their threat to her and said in an unfriendly tone, "What do you want?"

"My name is Cao Xing, and her name is Zhuang Yi. Can we get to know you? Handsome!" The girl in the pink dress's boldness and generosity surprised me. Why hadn't she gotten to know me first? She had already extended her hand in front of me, but she didn't even glance at Yu Hong, treating her like she was invisible.

To be honest, I actually quite liked girls like that. Girls like that must be very loyal, sentimental, straightforward, and warm-hearted. It's just that her dress didn't suit her very well. I reached out and shook her hand, smiling, "My name is Hua Ruilong, I'm 17." Her hand was warm and gentle, a comfortable grip. But my lower body felt even better; Yu Hong gripped my darling even tighter—she was jealous.

"Cao Xing and I are classmates, both 18. We're thinking of going to Keelung to have some fun before the college entrance exam results come out. What about you?" the quiet Zhuang Yi asked.

"I'm also going to Keelung." Now only Yu Hong was going to Taipei.

"Can you tell me what we're going to do?" Cao Xing was very direct.

I laughed, "We're planning to take a boat to the Diaoyu Islands to fight the Japanese devils!" The joke was very clear.

"Wow! Handsome guy and a patriot!" Cao Xing changed the subject, "But those Japanese are really infuriating. They occupied our Taiwan for 50 years, and they even wanted to... Humph! What are our troops doing? It's incomprehensible."

Zhuang Yi added, "It's all because we Chinese are not united. Looking at China over the past century..." The quiet Zhuang Yi was clearly well-versed in history, and she was already giving me a long and detailed critique of the merits and demerits of various historical figures, as well as the negative traits of the Chinese people.

I suddenly felt my knowledge was insufficient, but I still chatted enthusiastically with the two of them, leaving Yu Hong standing to the side.

Finally, an unhappy Yu Hong suddenly stood up and said coldly, "I need to go to the restroom." Then she left.

I didn't want to lose the fresh meat that was about to be eaten, so I had no choice but to stand up and apologize to the two beauties, "Sorry, I'll be right back, see you later." Then I chased after Yu Hong.

Just as Yu Hong was about to close the restroom door, I stopped it in time.

"Why are you looking for me instead of chatting with them?" Yu Hong said angrily.

"Come in and I'll tell you what I'm going to do." Yu Hong was weak, and since she wasn't really trying to push the door open, I easily pushed her in with a little force. Before she could even get angry, I had already sealed her mouth with a kiss. Amidst her soft moans, I closed the door and placed my hands on her tender, round buttocks.

In just a few seconds, she softened in my arms, her soft, hot body becoming even hotter as I rubbed and kneaded her. I was even more convinced that she had seduced me, or rather, that she was fulfilling her earlier desire.

My penis was quickly in her hand, and to her surprise, I pushed it closer to her. Yu Hong immediately blushed. She understood my intention, and after a moment's consideration, she gently opened her mouth and slowly took it in.

Most girls of marriageable age in Taiwan know how to do this, and I believed she had experience in this area as well, so I didn't hold back and gradually increased the force and speed, wanting only to release the pent-up desire of the past few days onto her body.

But when I lifted one of her legs, and after grinding the head of my penis against her tender opening, I gently pushed it in, I realized that her hymen was still intact, making a final, weak resistance. I understood then that she was still a virgin. I was very surprised; what girl her age could still be a virgin?

But now I was more willing to cruelly destroy the symbol of her virginity, turning her from a girl into a woman.

Amid her plea, "Please cherish me!", I penetrated her, reaching my destination with minimal harm.

To help her get into the mood quickly, I used my penis, with a slight aphrodisiac, to soothe her minor wound and the surrounding area. It quickly worked; overwhelmed with passion, Yu Hong began to moan softly amidst the rumbling of the train, gently releasing her pleasure. If someone hadn't knocked on the door (after saying a few strange things and then looking for another bathroom), Yu Hong would have already burst into song.

By the time Yu Hong pressed against the train window, she had already experienced two orgasms.

Her full, firm breasts swayed against the train window, occasionally catching a glimpse of the alluring sight. Some passersby either stumbled into a ditch or choked on a betel nut. We, however, excitedly continued our lovemaking until the very end.

But the two girls couldn't resist any longer. Perhaps out of jealousy, or thinking something was wrong, they called for a train staff member to open the restroom door.

Fortunately, I had noticed everything and managed to stop in time.

When the door opened, they saw Yu Hong and me embracing like lovers, passionately kissing. Our clothes were intact, and outwardly, we hadn't done anything wrong. Only we knew: Yu Hong was naked under her skirt, her panties and bra were in my pocket, and her unbound vulva, free of any plug, was overflowing with fluid, running down her thighs and about to reach her exposed calves. If they hadn't left soon, they would have discovered us. My darling hadn't returned to camp in time, and even with the hug, his erection was still pressing against her crotch. If we separated, our embarrassing situation would be exposed.

"What's wrong?" I asked unhappily, ruining our good time, how immoral (heh, I'm blaming others for being immoral).

"Oh! We... saw you hadn't come out for so long, we thought something had happened..." Cao Xing explained.

"Oh! These two ladies said you might have had an accident, so..." came the explanation from the train staff.

"I'm sorry..." Zhuang Yi apologized.

"Never mind! Maybe we forgot everything and didn't hear the noise outside, sorry..." Yu Hong tried to justify herself, but still didn't move away from me.

Now everyone was even more embarrassed, saying "I'm sorry!" and closing the door for us. Actually, everyone's face clearly said "I don't believe you," but what did it matter? Anyway, the unspoken truth hadn't been revealed, and everyone just kept quiet.

So I boldly locked the door again, and amidst Yu Hong's half-hearted resistance, I lifted her skirt and thrust in, pumping hard.

Soon, the passionate Yu Hong forgot the danger and climbed tightly onto my new tree like a mother monkey, swaying gracefully and refusing to fall.

Due to the unprecedented stimulation and tension, and our intense efforts, she quickly reached her third climax, while I still showed no intention of ejaculating.

Feeling slightly apologetic, Yu Hong lowered her head and sucked on me again, but I still showed no intention of releasing my pent-up desire.

Disheartened, Yu Hong could only shake her head and sigh in admiration. I comforted her, saying it was okay, and we agreed to find another battlefield and another way.

But when we came out, I didn't return her panties and bra. I said I liked them and wanted to keep them as a souvenir. She couldn't refuse me, or perhaps she wanted to capture my heart, so she had to comply with my every whim. Moreover, I wouldn't allow her to change into the new panties and bra in my bag. In short, I wanted her to be completely naked inside. While conquering her body, I also wanted to conquer her heart and her self-esteem to satisfy my lustful desires.

"Why did you stay in there for so long?" Cao Xing complained angrily.

Qiu Yuhong and I exchanged a knowing smile, answering the question with the intimacy of lovers. Even the most clueless person wouldn't dare ask further.

The two jealous girls seemed resigned to their fate, giving up on any further advances towards me.

Just then, five middle-aged and young Japanese tourists who had boarded the bus in Ruifang began chatting animatedly in Japanese not far from us. One of them, a seemingly respectable middle-aged man, was bragging about how his Taiwanese slut from the previous night had been incredibly slutty and seductive, and how amazing her skills in bed were, but who ultimately succumbed to his enormous penis (damn! pitifully small and shameless!), moaning and begging for mercy all night. He sputtered as if the surrounding Taiwanese couldn't understand Japanese.

Little did they know, I, with my sharp ears and keen mind, heard everything clearly. Just as I was about to offer some "reciprocation," Zhuang Yi angrily exclaimed, "These Japanese are fucking inhuman!"

I never imagined that the quiet Zhuang Yi could not only understand Japanese but also swear in Japanese. Good! As my impression of her improved, I noticed that many of the Taiwanese people around the group of Japanese tourists could understand Japanese and were loudly profaning Japanese women in Hokkien. Cao Xing and Qiu Yuhong also seemed to understand Japanese.

So I thought of a great way to make these boastful Japanese bastards lose all sense of masculinity: make them impotent. For these lustful Japanese men, impotence is worse than death. Their wives and lovers will all be cuckolded, hehe…

Without showing any emotion, I loudly proclaimed in Japanese to the group of girls—and also to the Japanese tourists and the Taiwanese who understood Japanese: “Three UN peacekeepers from China, the United States, and Japan were captured by cannibals while on a peacekeeping mission in Africa and were about to be eaten. The three pleaded for their lives, and the cannibal chief said, ‘If your penises are combined…’” "They were 30 centimeters long, so I let them go. But when I measured them, the American was 16 centimeters, the Chinese 12 centimeters. They thought, 'Everyone has 2 centimeters,' and the Japanese were exactly 2 centimeters, so all three were released. On the way home, the American said, 'Because I have 16 centimeters, you were able to live. Remember that.' The Chinese said, 'My 12 centimeters isn't short either.' The Japanese smugly replied, 'Don't make a sound! If I hadn't had an erection, would you have been able to come back?'" Before the joke was even finished, I had already damaged some of the nerves and tissues in the five Japanese tourists' bodies. I believe even the most advanced medicine couldn't make them erect again, and they also suffered from many other ailments that would flare up after returning to Japan.

The five Japanese tourists then realized that the people in the carriage were actually quite formidable, not the ignorant fools they had imagined. They were speechless, their faces alternating between red and blue. If they dared to speak now, they would surely be attacked.

Cao Xing went even further, gesturing with her two-centimeter hand to mock them relentlessly, leaving the Japanese tourists utterly humiliated.

From their conversation, it seems they were originally planning to return to Taipei, stay for a day or two, and then go back to Japan. Now, before even reaching Badu, they've already sheepishly gotten off the train at the next stop, Nuannuan.

At this moment, in the eyes of the Taiwanese passengers in this train carriage, I was already a national hero, and in the hearts of the beautiful girls, I was their dream lover, idol, and prince charming.

I got off at Badu Station and transferred to Keelung. Cao Xing and Zhuang Yi naturally accompanied me to Keelung (it seemed they were determined to cling to me), and even Qiu Yuhong, who was originally going to Taipei, changed her mind and came with me, afraid I would be seduced by those two little vixens.

Along the way, they enthusiastically talked about the satisfying scene of the Japanese tourists slinking away with their tails between their legs.

We arrived in Keelung in less than ten minutes. But it was still quite a distance to the beach.

Seeing my serious expression, the girls gradually began to believe my joke wasn't a joke.

Normally, I could easily arrange boats, airplanes, and other modes of transportation in my original form, but now…

I decided to say goodbye at a restaurant, to have a final supper. If they were still interested in me, and if things went smoothly, they could wait for me there tomorrow night.

The three girls naturally wouldn't have it, so while I replenished my energy, I tried to persuade them patiently. When that didn't work, I resorted to rage to show my unyielding authority.

I only asked them to see me to the street corner, but they secretly followed me. However, I was no match for them, and I quickly disappeared from their sight. I

arrived at a secluded beach, where only the sea breeze and distant lights seemed to remind me to "think twice!"

After all, walking 92 nautical miles on the sea was no easy feat, and it would soon be completely dark. There were no landmarks, no GPS, and I had to rely entirely on the old fisherman's fingers and my 5-nautical-mile range of observation skills.

But I still decided to set off.

Running on the sea naked, with only a bag (my clothes were inside), it would have looked rather eerie if someone saw me. But I felt like a warrior going into battle, full of confidence and anticipation for a triumphant return.

The Diaoyu Islands, located at two points, mainly consist of Diaoyu Island, Huangwei Island, Chiwei Island, Nanxiao Island, Beixiao Island, and some reefs.

Since ancient times, fishermen from Taiwan and Fujian provinces have engaged in fishing, medicinal herb gathering, and other productive activities on the islands. From the early Ming Dynasty, the Diaoyu Islands have been part of China's territory. The book *Shunfeng Xiangsong*, published during the Yongle reign (1403-1424 AD), contains records of the Diaoyu Islands, predating the Japanese claim that the Ryukyu scholar Koga Tatsushiro discovered the islands in 1884 by more than 400 years. After the Ming Dynasty, many Chinese historical documents recorded these islands. On maps published in Japan in 1783 and 1785, marking the borders of the Ryukyu Kingdom, the Diaoyu Islands belong to China. Before the outbreak of the First Sino-Japanese War at the end of the 19th century, Japan did not dispute China's sovereignty over the Diaoyu Islands.

In April 1895, the Qing government was forced to sign the humiliating Treaty of Shimonoseki, ceding the entire island of Taiwan and all its affiliated islands, as well as the Penghu Islands, to Japan. Only after this did the term "Senkaku Islands" (i.e., the Diaoyu Islands) come into use in Japan; prior to this, Japanese maps consistently used the Chinese name for the Diaoyu Islands. In 1951, defeated in World War II, Japan, behind the backs of victorious China (mainland and Taiwan), illegally signed the Treaty of San Francisco with the United States. While Article 2 of the treaty stated that Japan relinquished all rights and claims to Taiwan and the Penghu Islands, Article 3 erroneously placed the Diaoyu Islands and other islands seized by Japan within the Ryukyu Islands, which were under US trusteeship.

Premier Zhou Enlai of the Chinese government at the time solemnly declared that the Chinese government resolutely refused to recognize the Treaty of San Francisco. In its 1958 declaration on territorial waters, the Chinese government announced that the provisions regarding the return of stolen Chinese territory by Japan "applicable to all territories of the People's Republic of China, including Taiwan and its surrounding islands." President Chiang Kai-shek also lodged a strong protest and refused to accept Article 3 of the treaty.

Now, though I took a roundabout route, guided by the constellations in the night sky, I finally arrived at Diaoyu Island three hours later.

But I was too late! The people and boats of the Japan Youth Society were nowhere to be seen; they had clearly left, leaving only a lighthouse flickering with will-o'-the-wisps high above.

In a fit of anger, I blasted it off the cliff into the sea.

Diaoyu Island is located on the eastern edge of the East China Sea continental shelf, geologically belonging to Taiwan as a continental island. It is approximately 200 nautical miles from mainland China and Okinawa, Japan, respectively, with nearby waters 100 to 150 meters deep, but separated from the Okinawa Islands by a trench more than 2,000 meters deep.

During the later stages of the Pacific War, the superior US military, in order to seize the Okinawa Islands and launch a major offensive against the Japanese mainland, built a rudimentary airstrip and military camps on Diaoyu Island. Now, only a relatively flat area on Diaoyu Island bears witness to that history; nothing else remains.

In September 1994 (actually 1996, for the sake of the story), four people on a Hong Kong-made fishing boat were forced to jump into the sea near the Diaoyu Islands, resulting in one death.

Last June (actually 1998, for the sake of the story), the fishing boat "Diaoyudao" was unfortunately sunk in the waters near the Diaoyu Islands, but the Japanese side accused it of being a self-sinking incident.

I didn't come here to mourn anyone, but to see if there were any ghosts to catch.

But the ghosts have left, should I chase after them? It's 200 nautical miles from here to Okinawa, can I catch up? And are those ghosts heading towards Okinawa?

After much deliberation, I stamped my foot and decided to chase after them; I didn't want to come all this way for nothing.

So I jumped off the cliff, fearless of everything.

In the trench, I finally caught up with the two ships of the Japan Youth Society.

I silently boarded the larger one, the "Hi-Maru". There were 12 people on board, plus 7 on the other ship, the "Nichisei," making a total of 19. Only one of them was a woman, and she wasn't pretty.

Aside from one person each in the bridge and engine room, the rest were in the mess hall, banging bowls and singing wildly, their spirits incredibly high, as if the Diaoyu Islands would belong to them after their efforts.

I didn't have time to listen to their nonsense anymore. I directly dissected and severed the tendons in their lower limbs; the men's male functions were naturally one of my targets. Just as one of the guys tried to stand up and dance around, only to find he couldn't, the machinery in the engine room exploded under my control. The not-so-strong shockwave still threw them to the ground.

Then the hull cracked, and seawater rushed in.

The other ship did the same; amidst screams and howls, the ship slowly sank.

The guys in the bridge were clutching the communicator, shouting for help.

While most people were floating on the surface with lifebuoys, a large patrol vessel from the Japan Coast Guard was rapidly approaching in the distance.

I stood quietly on the sea not far away, waiting for the patrol boat to arrive, watching the Japanese soldiers' desperate struggle. Their ancestors were pirates who plundered the people of other countries! I never imagined that centuries later, their descendants would still be so spineless, still fond of stealing from others. And the Chinese of today are not like the Chinese of a hundred years ago. If they want to test the anger of the Chinese people, I will grant their wish. Just as

I was about to marvel at the speed of the Japanese (including that matter), the patrol boat arrived at the scene of the incident. Clearly, it was cooperating with the Japanese youth group's operation, providing escort (but why didn't our army arrive?), otherwise they wouldn't have appeared so quickly.

I quietly approached the boat with 20 people.

Then, I treated the boat and its people the same way as before.

When I left, a group of Japanese pirates, unable to swim, clung to the few remaining lifebuoys, desperately calling for help, undoubtedly regretting that they had traveled thousands of miles to their deaths.

But I'm reluctant to see most of them die easily, escaping their suffering. Based on my judgment of the ocean currents, wind direction, and the habits and ways of the Japanese, they will be saved in a day or two at the latest. But before that, they will have to endure blood loss, sharks, and seawater immersion. At least a third of them will be gone, and the rest will spend their lives in sickbeds, suffering the pain I've inflicted upon them. If anyone can endure it and live for more than ten years, I'll write my name "Hua Ruilong" backwards.

I pray that they will be strong and not easily take their own lives!

At dawn, as the sun rises above the horizon, I stand with my hands behind my back at the highest point of Diaoyu Island, appreciating the beauty of this world.

If humanity didn't fight over this island and this piece of land, but instead focused all its energy and wisdom on the universe, what would we gain? Much more than just an island and a body of water!

Perhaps this is the current stage of human civilization's development!

Bestiality hasn't been completely eradicated from human nature.

Hmm? I feel like something is watching me?

A strong appeal: Boycott Japanese goods!

Chapter 36 ◆ An Forbidden Love

But I pushed my investigative abilities to the limit, and within a 5-nautical-mile radius, besides some shipwrecks from various eras, I found no other artifacts of civilization.

Was my intuition wrong?

No! It couldn't be; my feeling was growing stronger.

No! I had to leave quickly. I plunged back into the sea, no longer caring about appreciating the sunrise.

When I finally came ashore with a few jewels and treasures I'd picked out from the ancient shipwrecks in the seabed, I realized this wasn't the beach I'd started from.

I arrived at a fishing village and learned it was Shen'ao, 10 kilometers east of Keelung.

It wasn't far; I could easily walk back to Keelung, but the hospitable fishermen noticed my desire to go there and offered me a ride. I couldn't refuse, so I agreed. To repay them, I helped pack the fish, experiencing the joy of being a generous fisherman.

"Boss! Did you see the three pretty girls who came with me yesterday evening?"

"Here! This is a letter they left for you." The boss handed me a letter.

It turned out that Qiu Yuhong had already gone to Taipei beforehand. She left her phone number, and she also knew mine, so they could contact each other later. Cao Xing and Zhuang Yi's relatives lived in Keelung. They said they would let me know at 9 a.m. the next morning if they had any other business in Keelung besides sightseeing, and asked me to wait for them at this restaurant.

But I couldn't linger here any longer; I had to hurry back so my family wouldn't worry. So I left them a letter, asking them to come to Taipei to see me when they had time. I wrote it on the back of the letter they had given me, left my contact information, and asked the restaurant owner to give it to them.

An hour and a half later, at 1:25 p.m., I arrived in downtown Taipei.

I originally wanted to go back to the villa immediately, but suddenly I wanted to play a trick on Aunt Twelve, or rather, I missed her a lot because I had many things I wanted to discuss with her. So I went straight to Dapeng Huacheng, hoping Aunt Twelve would be there and my surprise attack would succeed.

But as soon as I entered the building, I saw Mom and Aunt Eleven discussing company matters in a corner.

I knew they wouldn't recognize me, so I pretended not to know them either. I planned to go upstairs to find Aunt Twelve, and after teasing her, I'd come down and tease them one by one.

I passed the PR lady's questioning without a hitch, but as soon as I entered the elevator, "Wait!" Mom waved and ran over. It turned out she had finished discussing things with Aunt Eleven.

I had no choice but to hold the elevator button and let Mom in.

Mom was dressed even more beautifully now, in a striking black and white office attire. She didn't have the air of a company general manager at all, but rather the demeanor of a company spokesperson. Mom looked even more youthful and radiant! Her spirits were much better than yesterday, ever since they knew I was safe.

"Sir! Who are you looking for?" Mom asked, unusually curious, repeating the PR lady's question.

I smiled coolly and said, "I'm here for a job interview." I knew the company was hiring.

"Oh! I... I feel like I've seen you somewhere before..." Mom looked me over carefully again, something unusual for her.

With my beard shaved, she naturally didn't recognize me. "Really...hehe...I'm so honored...to be known by someone as beautiful as you..." I secretly inhaled the alluring fragrance emanating from my mother while watching the discussion upstairs in the conference room about the Hua Corporation's major expansion into the mainland, but cleverly shifting it to Hong Kong first, or...

"Ouch—" My mother cried out and fell towards me.

I quickly reached out to support her, embracing her soft, fragrant body, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?" Concerned about the conversation upstairs, I didn't understand why my mother had lost her balance and suddenly fallen; her high heels hadn't broken off!

"Thank you!" my mother said shyly, but she still couldn't stand up.

"What's wrong?" There seemed to be nothing wrong with her appearance.

Just as I was about to examine her body, my mother frowned and said, "My leg cramped up, it hurts...it hurts so much..." as she rubbed her legs.

Little did she know that her fair, sexy, and stunning appearance had already aroused my desire, but fortunately, reason prevailed. I swallowed hard and asked, "How can I help?" I really wanted to touch her and massage her, but I knew I couldn't. It might work for others, but not for my mother!

"I...I..." Mom was both uncomfortable and embarrassed to speak.

In this situation, I would help even strangers, let alone my own mother. I quickly cleared my mind, reached out and gently stroked her, channeling a soft, warm energy through her body, cleansing and smoothing the nerves and meridians in her thigh and surrounding area.

"Huh? Much better...thank you!" Mom looked at me gratefully.

"It's nothing! I'm happy to help!" If I were wearing a top hat, I would have bowed politely.

"Sir, may I know your surname?"

"My surname is...Cao." My surname is Hua, and Mom's is He (He), so I jokingly said Cao. Anyway, Taiwan has all sorts of strange surnames, even "dog," "chicken," "firewood," "rice," "oil," "salt," "soy sauce," "vinegar," "tea," "zither," "chess," "book," "painting," "poetry," and "wine."

"What?" Mom was taken aback.

"It's surnamed Cao! Cao like Cao Cao." I changed my mind at the last minute; Cao Xing's straightforward and pretty face had already appeared in my mind.

Mom was a little overwhelmed, probably because of work pressure! She was muttering to herself, "Cao... Cao..." If she

kept muttering it, it might become "Cao" and "Cao," damn it! How could I let my mind wander like that? "My name is Cao Zaitian, you can call me Xiaotian." My name has "dragon" in it, so it's like a flying dragon in the sky!

"Oh! Xiaotian, help me up, I can stand up now." Mom really did call me Xiaotian.

"Okay! You probably didn't rest well, you should pay attention to rest in the future." I helped Mom up, but she still leaned against me, making me...

"Thank you! By the way, which floor are you going to?"

"48th floor! And you?" I asked with a smile. At this moment, several male and female employees from the 32nd and 36th floors came to press the elevator button for my elevator. I didn't want them to disturb Mom and me, so I made them all cramp up and stay in place busy.

“Me too, what a coincidence…” Mom smiled charmingly, then suddenly asked in confusion, “Isn’t the interview on the 30th floor?”

“Oh! Miss Hua Liling asked me to meet her first…”

“Oh! But you look…you’re very young! You don’t look like someone who’s already working, you look more like a high school student.”

I laughed, "People say that about me too, haha! I just look young, that's why I never get people's trust..."

"I wish you all the best!" Mom reached out her hand.

I naturally shook her hand and said, "Thank you!" My other hand was still around Mom's slender waist.

"You..." Mom hesitated.

"What?"

"...You...you have..." Mom blushed slightly and turned away.

"Have? What?" I pretended to be confused, but inside I was feeling incredibly proud and confident. It seemed even Mom couldn't resist my handsome looks. "Nothing!"

Mom shook her head and pushed me away, her expression returning to normal.

"Oh!" I didn't ask anything more. As a handsome guy and a gentleman, I had to know my limits and respect ladies. Besides, I already knew what Mom wanted to ask. "

We're here." The elevator doors opened, and I gestured for the ladies to go first.

Mom didn't say anything more, just smiled slightly and left.

I was captivated by my mother's stunning figure and posture until she disappeared from my sight. Turning around, I saw that many male employees were also mesmerized by her for that brief moment, some murmuring, "She's a fairy of unparalleled beauty!" The female employees could only sigh with envy, "If I could be like President He, I'd gladly give up ten years of my life..." My mother entered the conference

room and sat down in an empty seat. Now it was Aunt Xueyu's turn to speak. She

hadn't been there for over twenty days, but the company had gained some new faces.

"Sir! Who are you looking for?" A female employee named Lan Ning asked warily, noticing my wandering gaze.

I couldn't help but admire her competence; this was the kind of employee who was good, though it was a pity she wasn't pretty enough. "Oh, I'm waiting for Chairman Hua."

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No!" I didn't need an appointment to see Aunt Twelve.

"Then..." Lan Ning shrugged, looking helpless.

"It's alright, I can wait..."

"The chairman is having a board meeting, you... could you sit over there?"

"Okay, thank you!"

As I sat down and flipped through the newspaper, I heard several female employees pull Lan Ning aside and ask me about me. They all praised my handsome appearance, and one of the most beautiful women (definitely a newcomer) stepped forward, boldly saying she wanted to woo me. Just

as I was feeling amused and smug, this beautiful woman stood before me with a cup of tea, cleared her throat, and said, "Sir, would you like a cup of tea?"

With my stamina, I could endure thirst for days, but I hadn't had a drop of water on the way back, so a cup of tea was a welcome treat. I couldn't help but feel a surge of affection for this bold beauty. "Thank you!" I stood up, took the cup, and returned a sunny smile.

"Mmm! It smells so good! Thank you, Miss."

"My name is Feng Ruixue, I'm a senior assistant in the planning department, and you are..."

"What a beautiful name, and you're even more beautiful..." I sincerely complimented, without any intention of introducing myself. First, I didn't want to lie to her, and second, I was too lazy to make up a lie. I overheard the male employees on the other side whispering: "The heartthrob is flirting with another handsome guy."

I didn't know if those male employees were just sour grapes, or if the charming beauty in front of me was really as bad as they said. So I decided to test her; getting to know people was another kind of training for me. "Ms. Feng, the board meeting won't be over soon, will it?"

"Yes! It's only been half an hour, and looking at all the materials they've prepared, I'm afraid..."

"Then, Miss, could you show me around?" As I handed her back the teacup, I took the opportunity to boldly touch her hand to see her reaction.

"This... alright." She didn't seem to refuse me or show any displeasure.

Was she really that bad? Should I play along? I followed her around to see what was going on.

Actually, I'm very familiar with this 48th floor, but I deliberately asked, "Where's the best place to admire Taipei?"

"Follow me...this way..."

"Won't your boss say you're not working and are just loafing around if you keep me company like this?"

"I don't care! So what if I get fired? Who cares!" Since we were all alone, she boldly grabbed my hand and headed straight for the employee lounge/recreation room.

Because there's only a short one-hour break between 12 PM and 1 PM, and the company doesn't have a cafeteria or anything like that, employees either bring their own lunch or order takeout. This lounge/recreation room becomes the place where employees on this floor eat lunch, chat, and take short breaks, and the specially designed viewing window becomes the best window for employees to enjoy the Taipei scenery, helping them relax and relieve stress. It's working hours now, so naturally there's no one here.

"How is it? It feels good to stand here and admire Taipei, doesn't it?" Feng Ruixue had already affectionately put her arm around mys.

“Nothing in Taipei can compare to you…” I sealed her red lips with a kiss, my hands tightly encircling her waist. Wherever it was fun, my devilish hands would roam.

Soon, her skirt was lifted to her waist, and her pink panties were torn off. But just as I pressed my hand against her tender vulva, she suddenly grabbed my hand and pleaded softly, “I’m sorry! Don’t… I…” Feng Ruixue kissed me and said, “This is too fast… Heh… You let me…” She was panting heavily, looking very charming and alluring, but her tone was not firm.

I knew she wasn’t playing hard to get, but rather her last bit of restraint was weakly resisting with the support of her pitiful rationality. I only needed to persist a little longer to easily break down her fragile defenses. But I didn’t do that. I smiled and said, “Okay! Let’s go!” I was about to turn and leave when I noticed that Aunt Twelve was walking out of the conference room.

“Wait…” Ruixue grabbed my hand, not even bothering to pull up her own panties, and carefully asked, “Are you angry?” It seemed she cared about me a lot.

"No!"

"Really?"

I said, a little annoyed. "Of course it's true." My tone was already somewhat impolite.

"You...are you angry?"

"Yes!" I said impatiently.

"You...then I...will...help...you...suck it out...okay..." Ruixue was already kneeling in front of me, her hands instantly reaching down to my crotch, pulling out my "treasure." "Ah...so big..."

Ha! What kind of woman is this? What kind of brain does she have? I'm not even that hard yet. Sigh—I wanted to see Aunt Twelve, but now I have to postpone it because my "treasure" is already in her mouth. She's so fast! I didn't say anything more, just closed my eyes and enjoyed her oral skills.

However, part of my mind was already wandering around.

Aunt Twelve was talking to a client in English in her office.

The meeting was still going on, and now Mom was speaking.

And an employee in the corner was actually watching a VCD on his computer during work hours. I wanted to teach him a lesson, but I was attracted by the sound of the plot in his headphones. I cannot visualize the images on the computer screen, but I can perceive the brightness and intensity of the various lights emanating from it. Gradually, I learned to rapidly recombine this information, making it appear as if I were directly viewing the screen—something impossible before.

It seems my multitasking ability has reached a new level, likely the result of observing and studying thousands of fish simultaneously underwater.

But I finally figured out what movie that lazy employee was watching—it turned out to be *Men in Black*, a film that had just premiered and was already being pirated. The story had progressed to the point where one of the male leads, an agent, was secretly using a satellite to watch his wife back in Canada… My heart skipped a beat. Could I also be being monitored by spy satellites on the Diaoyu Islands? That's why I instinctively became alert.

Thinking about it, it's possible. Although the Americans have abandoned their actual occupation of the Diaoyu Islands, their strategic position is still very important. If the Diaoyu Islands were controlled by the mainland, it would be a headache for the US military base in Okinawa and even the surrounding waters. So it's not surprising that the US has at least one or two military satellites monitoring that area. Plus, last night, during such a sensitive time, three Japanese ships mysteriously sank in the trench. I believe the sensitive Americans will definitely be paying close attention to that area.

I don't know how advanced the US spy satellites are right now, how many pictures they took of me at sunrise, or what the clarity was like. I only remember that I didn't seem to be looking up at the time.

It seems that leaving in time was the right thing to do! When I'm powerful enough to be fearless, hehe…

oh—how awesome! Ruixue's oral skills were getting better and better, becoming more and more refined. Coupled with her enthusiasm and her determination to extract every last drop of my essence, my little darling was having an amazing time.

It was unbelievable that she could accommodate two-thirds of my long member. Seeing her puffed-out cheeks and her busy, tireless movements, I was ecstatic.

Wait! Someone's coming.

It was Lan Xue'er, Twelfth Aunt's secretary. She was looking around, clearly having lost something, and was now looking for me.

I hesitated for a moment before deciding not to stop her, but to avoid embarrassment, I felt it necessary to remind her. So, as she entered the relaxation and entertainment room, I exclaimed, "Oh! So good—"

Xue'er was immediately startled and crouched down; she had witnessed our bold and unrestrained act.

After a while, hearing that we showed no signs of stopping and were even going further, Xue'er couldn't help but curiously peek out to watch us.

Lan Xue'er is 21 years old this year, the youngest, and the most innocent and charming among the six secretaries of Aunt Twelve. She was exceptionally hired by Aunt Twelve before graduating from university. I was really curious and interested to see what such a lovely girl would be like in bed.

So I turned the angle to make it easier for Xue'er to see.

My thick penis went in and out of Xue'er's mouth, and Xue'er covered her mouth tightly, probably worried that she would cry out, or that she would not be able to tolerate my big penis entering her mouth. Xue'er blushed, her heart was pounding, and her breathing was uneven.

I showed off by increasing the intensity, holding Xue'er's head and thrusting my hips.

Lan Xue'er probably wanted to watch but was too scared to, constantly peeking and pulling her head back, hehe!

I was just about to change positions to show her, but she climbed out.

But after a while, Xue'er, unable to keep the secret any longer, told her good friend Zhang Jinyan about it. In the end, the two of them couldn't resist their curiosity and made an excuse to sneak back to peek. I don't understand this kind of mentality in women, but with an audience watching, my interest was definitely heightened.

Finally, Ruixue gave in and agreed to let me have my way with her, even taking the initiative to be on top, so now she's incredibly active on me. I really feel like I don't understand women anymore, but I know she's definitely not a virgin anymore. But that doesn't matter; I'm not going to marry her anyway. If we click and like each other, we can have some fun together; if not, we can go our separate ways. I believe many women think the same way.

The two voyeurs were exchanging glances, gesturing, and whispering under the table, clearly surprised, impressed, and excited by our bold behavior, and also quite agitated by my strong physique and impressive assets.

But then I heard some bad news that plummeted my spirits: Aunt Twelve had just received a call from home, learning that Third Grandma was dying. Apparently, Third Grandma's condition hadn't improved in recent days, and she, who had already lost a lot of weight, couldn't hold on any longer.

With a "pop," I pulled out my treasure, and Ruixue collapsed onto the table, her open, lustful buttocks dripping with desire. I, with my large member prominently displayed, rushed to the desk where my two beautiful secretaries were hiding, startling them so much that they froze, as if they'd been struck on a spot.

"Lick it clean!" I commanded in a tone that left no room for negotiation, my demeanor now cold and devoid of any human warmth. I wasn't angry at them, but rather at the misfortune the Black Dragon Society had brought to my family.

The two terrified secretaries, as if stripped of their will, obediently stuck out their tongues and licked my member clean. Perhaps this way they wouldn't look down on Ruixue, nor would they spread rumors about her.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Aunt Twelve asked coldly, but a hard object was already in her hand, as if she were about to strike me.

"Aunt Twelve! I'm Ruilong!"

"You're Ruilong?" Aunt Twelve looked me over with suspicion.

"Yes! I called you yesterday..." Then I used the Hua family's sign language to tell her about my changes and experiences over the past few days, and shared a shameful secret known only to her and me, to prove that I was indeed Hua Ruilong.

"My God! You really are my dear Xiaolong!" Aunt Twelve rushed over, laughing and crying in my arms.

"Liling! I know everything, Third Grandmother, she..." I couldn't finish my sentence.

"Waaah... Xiaolong... It's so good that you're back, come here! Let me see... You've grown so much, you're almost as tall as me, like an adult..." Aunt Twelve cupped my face, kissing and looking at me.

"But Liling, you've lost so much weight..." I hugged Aunt Twelve's waist, feeling sorry for her.

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault..." Aunt Twelve pleaded like a little girl.

"I'm sorry! I made my family worry. Mmm..." I kissed Aunt Twelve's lips deeply.

Who would have thought that Aunt Twelve, who knew her mother was dying, could be so emotional at this moment, passionately kissing me? Perhaps the pressure she was under was unimaginable to others.

After a while, Aunt Twelve, panting, said sourly, "What woman's scent do you have? You..." She still had time to be jealous.

I didn't dare say it was Feng Ruixue's, so I lied and said it was Lan Xue'er and Zhang Jinyan's. Even this made Aunt Twelve extremely jealous, insisting that I comfort her on the spot.

To be honest, after learning about Third Grandmother's affair, I really had no mood for anything, but at this moment, I don't know where the lust came from, it suddenly filled my body. But just as I was about to comfort the beauty in my arms, Aunt Twelve, driven mad by lust, pushed me down onto her executive chair, knelt down in front of me, unzipped my pants, and took out my still-erect penis, swallowing it whole.

"Oh! So good..." Truly worthy of being the president of a group! She's not comparable to those little secretaries (the two of them didn't actually manage to swallow my penis), Aunt Twelve's sucking made me feel so good. Who would have thought that the CEO of a large corporation, a young, beautiful, radiant woman with countless suitors, would be sucking a man's penis in her office.

Perhaps we are all unwilling to accept the pain we are about to endure, deliberately avoiding the successive blows, only wanting to seek a moment of pleasure to temporarily escape the pain.

But is that possible?

Neither of us spoke again, only seeking stimulation to numb ourselves.

But as I pressed Liling down on the table, the intercom rang: "President, Mr. He requests your presence..." It turned out Mom was waiting outside.

If it were according to my past habits, and before the family tragedy, I would have let Mom in, but now... Secretary Zhang Jinyan's voice was like a thunderbolt, pulling Aunt Twelve back to reality.

Pain, sorrow, shame, and resentment were simultaneously written on her excited and passionate face.

Aunt Twelve sighed helplessly, but a second later, after taking a deep breath, she regained her strong, decisive, and wise demeanor. "Okay! I'm coming right away." Then Aunt Twelve gently kissed me and pushed me away.

Just as I was about to straighten her clothes, Aunt Twelve stopped me, saying, "Don't talk about Third Grandmother's matter yet. We'll go home together after my meeting."

"No! I'd better go back first!" I had lost the mood for teasing.

"Hmm... alright then... be careful on the way..."

"Okay..." I nodded.

Just as I was about to close the elevator door, I heard Mom's familiar voice again: "Wait a minute..."

I wondered: What day is it today? Why am I running into Mom so often in the elevator? What's going on? “We’re really destined to meet!”

Mom chimed in. “Yes! You finished your interview?”

“Yes!”

“How did it go? Did it go well?”

“Yes.”

“What’s wrong? You seem down.”

I sighed softly, speechless. My heart was filled with thoughts of my great-grandmother’s usual love and kindness, yet she had to…

Mom probably sensed my low spirits and gently comforted me, “Don’t be discouraged. Everything will be alright. You’re still young, you have plenty of opportunities. You should look forward. If you’re interested, why not come to my company?” She still misunderstood that I had failed the interview, and a business card was already in front of me.

I didn’t want to explain, so I just accepted the beautiful, fragrant business card. “Are you happy being the general manager?” Mom used to run a small company, which should have been quite easy. I had put her in charge of a newly established entertainment company.

“It’s alright! Although it’s a bit tiring and busy, it’s quite fulfilling.” Mom’s face lit up with youthful radiance.

"That's good! That's good!!"

"Heh! You're a very special person, and quite strange! You're not surprised at all by my identity, but rather... rather..." Mom's bright eyes flickered slightly before she pursed her lips and said, "It's that familial love. It's really strange... we..."

I had to admire Mom's intuition and sensitivity, but for some reason, I couldn't express my feelings about my identity at that moment, only saying, "Yes! I also feel very strange, I also have a... strange feeling about you, it's like... it's like..."

"It's like..." Mom suddenly stopped talking and didn't continue.

I also fell silent.

When the elevator doors opened, we realized we had reached the first floor.

In front of the building, Mom asked, "Where are you going?"

"Home!"

"Where do you live?"

"Yangmingshan Villa District."

"You live there?" Mom asked curiously.

"Yes!"

"What a coincidence! I live there too, what number do you live in?" Mom didn't actually live in the villa district, but her son did, so she probably thought she lived there too, or maybe she only now considered herself a member of the Hua family.

"Number 107." 107 was actually the home of my classmate Xin Yuewen.

"It's quite close to my house! My house is number 119."

"Oh!" I didn't say anything more.

Seeing that I wasn't very interested in talking, Mom changed the subject, saying, "It's strange, why are you out looking for work?"

"Every family has its own problems."

"Hmm! That's true." Mom probably thought about what had happened to her son's family recently.

I remained silent but vigilant about my surroundings, so I was aware of anyone or anything within 500 meters that might be detrimental to the Hua family.

"How about I take you home?" Mom suddenly said.

"No need, you're busy with work, you should go ahead with yours, I'll call a taxi."

"It's okay! It's very convenient, and we're going the same way."

Not at all! You just had a meeting and had to go back to the company to make arrangements, why would you be going back to the resort now! And you don't even stay at the resort, it's clearly... Mom... I knew I couldn't refuse, actually I was both looking forward to and worried about Mom's kindness. "Then thank you for your trouble."

"It's no trouble at all."

Mom has two female bodyguards and a male driver, the male driver is said to have been a powerful figure in the past, all arranged by Aunt Twelve. The bulletproof Mercedes was incredibly sturdy; nothing could penetrate it except for weapons like rockets. So I felt relatively safe with my mother.

This was my first time riding in my mother's car (actually, it had only recently been imported from Germany). The interior was spacious, but my mother had two female bodyguards, one in the front passenger seat and the other in a taxi following behind, leaving just the two of us in the car. It seemed my mother had something she didn't want others to know.

After driving for more than ten blocks, neither of us spoke first.

Time passed in silence, and I was incredibly nervous. I didn't know how to tell my mother that I was her son. I thought I had made a mistake from the beginning, and now I didn't know what to do, but honestly, I was also enjoying and anticipating this ambiguous situation…

Suddenly, with a "bang," a car sped past ours, but bounced quite a distance (probably because the Mercedes' chassis was heavy and it was bulletproof), and still sped away, with several police cars in hot pursuit. It turned out the police were chasing a suspect, possibly a robber, and two masked assailants were holding a gun to the taxi driver.

My mother, being a woman, was terrified. Coupled with her recent heightened tension, the slightest disturbance made her incredibly anxious and worried. So, instinctively, she threw herself at me, burying her face in my arms, trembling uncontrollably. I quickly comforted her, while simultaneously feeling furious with those two reckless assailants—how dare they scare my mother!

A surge of anger coursed through me, and I slammed on the brakes. The two assailants were sent flying through the windshield, crashing onto the street, unconscious from the fall. The driver also suffered a head injury, though it was much minor, but I was confident he would receive compensation and a reward.

"General Manager, are you alright?" the driver asked through the intercom.

"No...it's nothing..." Mom tidied her hair, and after sitting up straight, she didn't return to her seat but sat next to me. Then she put down the intercom and whispered to me, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome! Actually, I should be thanking you." Thank you for giving birth to me.

"Never mind, we don't need to be so polite."

Our car passed the taxi without stopping and continued driving. I looked back at the two thugs lying in the road and said, "Sorry! I scratched your car."

"What are you saying! As long as everyone's alright, everything's fine."

"You're right! It's a blessing to be safe."

"Sigh—the security situation is getting worse and worse, the crime rate is getting higher and higher, and robberies in broad daylight are becoming more and more frequent," Mom complained.

"Maybe making a living is getting harder and harder!"

"Not at all! Actually, there are many job opportunities in Taiwan, it's just that many people have unrealistic ambitions, everyone wants to be their own boss, resulting in many jobs being unfilled, forcing us to import labor from Southeast Asian countries. Some people would rather be unemployed than work, sigh—Taiwanese society..."

"It's nothing! Everyone has their own plans and ideas, that's their freedom. In short, everyone has to be responsible for their own consequences, we don't need to worry about it!"

"That's true. By the way! Are you thinking of doing summer work?"

"Yes."

"Are you interested in working at my company?"

"What can I do?"

"I think you have the potential to be a star. If I train and package you, I guarantee you'll be famous..." Mom's tone was like a talent scout on a train.

"Really?"

"Absolutely." Mom excitedly squeezed closer, her soft, firm breasts constantly bumping against my arm.

My heart was pounding, my mouth was dry, and I felt extremely uncomfortable. But reason kept telling me: I can't do anything rash! I could only pretend to be confused and say, "But my classmate said I'm an ugly, self-important monster."

"That's definitely because your classmate is jealous of you. You're the most handsome man I've ever seen."

"Isn't that an exaggeration?"

"Sister is absolutely not exaggerating. If you didn't have a girlfriend, sister would definitely pursue you!"

Wow! Mom could say such things. This was tantamount to implying that I could pursue her. But alas! I am your son! Why am I your son! I...sigh...but I still have to answer Mom's question! But I didn't expect that after thinking it over, what came out of my mouth was: "I don't have a girlfriend! Sister, you're guessing!" In short, I'm extremely confused now.

"Really? A boy as outstanding as you doesn't have a girlfriend? Who would believe that?" Mom's face flushed slightly.

By this point, I was completely certain that Mom had indeed fallen for me, and she was even so boldly probing me indirectly, confessing her feelings. "Do you have a boyfriend?" I asked back.

"Who would want me? I'm too old."

"You're old? No way! If you're old, then all the young girls in the world are old women. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, far more outstanding than those big stars and models! Countless people would rather live fewer years than have your looks! I bet the number of people pursuing you could circle Taiwan dozens of times."

Mom's beautiful face turned even redder, a little embarrassed, radiating a dazzling glow, and she said softly, "There are many suitors, but it's not as exaggerated as you say!" I could tell Mom was very happy with my praise.

"Don't you have someone you're satisfied with? Aren't there many excellent men?" I knew from my sister that Mom hadn't had a boyfriend, but my sister's information might not be accurate; Mom might be hiding it from her. So at this moment, I wanted to know the real situation with Mom, since she wouldn't talk about this when we were together.

"There are many excellent men, but few that satisfy both parties and make their hearts flutter..."

"That's true! I'm like you, I've met many beautiful girls, but few have truly moved me, and even fewer that I like and who loves me. Plus, fate likes to play tricks on people." I felt as if I had experienced the vicissitudes of love.

Mom deeply agreed, but now she was smiling so sweetly, almost bewitching me. "Oh! So, you don't have a girlfriend now?" "Yes!

" It seemed impossible for me and Zheng Huiru.

"Then...then sister..." Mom finally hesitated to say it.

"Then what?" I pretended to be clueless.

"Don't you know what your sister is thinking?" Mom blushed, looking incredibly charming.

"How would I know what my sister is thinking?" I was extremely conflicted, wanting Mom to tell me, yet also not wanting her to be honest. This mix of fear and anticipation left me in a state of utter turmoil.

"You're pretending, okay! I'll shamelessly... I like... you!" Mom said, her head already lowered.

Excited and thrilled, I blurted out, "I like you too!"

"Then... would you... be... my... boyfriend?" Mom's voice trailed off, like a young girl experiencing her first love.

"Of course!" At that moment, I couldn't care less about mother-son affection. If I rejected Mom, the hurt would be immense. This might be the first time in many years, perhaps even her entire life, that she had confessed her feelings to a man. How could I hurt her? Besides, I was truly smitten. I'd explain things to her slowly when I regained my senses. For now, let me be a beast.

"That's wonderful!" Mom happily threw herself into my arms, tears of joy streaming down her face. "I was so afraid you'd reject me... This is the first time I've ever confessed my feelings to someone... Waaah..."

"But my older sister is several years older! I'm scared..."

"I know... but I can't worry about that now... You know what? Ever since I first met you in the elevator, I knew my heart had been captured by you. Then your gentle massage only strengthened my resolve, and your sunny smile captivated me..."

Good heavens! Mom loves me so quickly, so deeply! How should I treat her?

If she knew the person she loves is her son, she'd go crazy! What should I do?

It's all my fault, I've made things this way, unable to move forward! Unable to stop!

"What's wrong? What are you daydreaming about? Don't you like me?" Mom asked sweetly.

"Yes, I do!"

"Then why don't you hug me warmly?"

"Oh! I'm sorry! I got so excited I forgot." I felt my reason slipping further and further away.

Then, Mom embraced and kissed me passionately, gradually arousing my desire. I felt more and more that Mom wasn't my mother anymore, but a normal woman longing for love and care. Her pent-up passion erupted at this moment.

Our clothes were gradually removed, until my penis was erect and pointed directly at my manhood. Mom nervously gripped it, afraid to let go.

"Little brother, how come yours is so big? So long?"

You gave birth to him, how could you not know? "I don't know! Maybe I took too many hormones."

"I..." Mom finally made up her mind, opened her mouth, and extended her tongue, gently touching my penis.

"Oh!" My penis jumped violently, like an excited wild horse leaping up.

(This part is too difficult to write; I'll add it later when I can. In short, this chapter only touches on the mother and son briefly, after all, this chapter is about "incestuous love," not "incestuous desire." The real passion will come after the protagonist returns from Japan.)

Even now, I still can't believe it—Mom, my own mother, is kneeling before me, sucking my penis.

Although she wasn't very skilled and it was difficult for her to get started, Mom was really trying her best to express her love for me.

I felt like I was desecrating Mom, but at the same time, it was incredibly exciting, thrilling, and pleasurable!

Mom tried her best to take it in, deeper and deeper, licking and sucking, using every method she could find to give me pleasure, and she kept asking me shyly, "Does this feel good? Does that feel good?" Like a gentle and affectionate wife, she offered her husband her boundless love, serving him with the most beautiful smile and the gentlest touch.

I was moved to tears, but at the same time, guilt deeply troubled and tormented me.

And all of this Mom did had no hint of lewdness; her face only showed beauty, charm, purity, affection, and gentleness, yet it drove me to a frenzy of desire. What a contradiction!

Mom finally noticed my unusual behavior and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?"

"No, you did it so well, I feel so comfortable..."

"Then what's wrong?"

"I feel so comfortable and happy, I want to marry you and make you my dear wife... but..." My tears flowed even more.

"It's okay! If you think I'm too old, I'm willing to be your lover for life, let's love each other forever, okay?"

Mom still doesn't understand! Sigh... How can I explain it to her? Mom is so kind. How wonderful it would be if I could marry such a good woman. If there were no one else in this world but just Mom and me, I would have no more reservations. Even if we loved each other for lifetimes, that would be our own business. Or we could find a deserted island in the Pacific Ocean and spend our lives together. Or perhaps I could become powerful enough to transform my life memories and strength into energy, then destroy my body, erasing all blood ties with Mom, and find a new body, or even create one myself. If such a possibility existed, I would do it no matter how difficult or dangerous, even if the chances of success were slim. "No! I want to marry you."

"Really?"

"Of course. If my greatest wish before was to become a legendary figure, then my goal now is to have you and stay with you for life."

"That's wonderful!" Mom hugged me tightly, excited like a little girl, showering me with kisses.

But right now, I'm still not mentally ready to love you! The societal norms still loomed over me like a shadow, impossible to simply cast aside effortlessly.

"What's wrong? Are you spacing out again?"

"No, I'm just a little nervous. This is my first time..." I felt both ashamed and embarrassed. I was lying through my teeth. If a kind and beautiful woman like Mom fell for a bad guy, it would be disastrous. She was clearly a traditional woman who was stubborn and loyal; once she fell in love, she loved deeply and never looked back. But I wasn't much better than the bad guy.

"Really? Hehe, so cute! Shall I teach you?" Mom truly loved me unconditionally.

"No...no need...I..." I couldn't get past my own hurdle; I dared not look at Mom.

"What's wrong? Am I not pretty?"

"No, I'm just so nervous." My breathing became labored.

"It's okay, relax! Hehe! You're such a big boy. Okay then, do you want to see my body?"

My heart pounded wildly. I was both eager and afraid. The beautiful woman before me was the one who gave me life. Could I look at her? But deep down, I really wanted to, but… “Want…” I knew that refusing Mom would be hurting her, and now I’d come this far.

“Hmm! I was worried you wouldn’t like my body.” Mom gracefully began to loosen her bra and panties.

How could Mom do this? Even if she liked someone, she wouldn’t disregard a woman’s dignity and offer herself so quickly, right? And so willingly! What’s going on?

I thought about it. Since returning from my underwater cultivation, I’ve encountered Qiu Yuhong, Cao Xing, Zhuang Yi, and just now Feng Ruixue (women frequently looked at me and smiled at me on the way here and in the car). Even Lan Xue’er and Zhang Jinyan, who were spying, almost offered themselves to me. Has something unexpected changed about me? Has it made me more attractive to women, even causing them to lose their minds and act involuntarily? Or has my mental strength made some inexplicable progress, so that if I have feelings for a woman, she will like me and fall in love with me? Is this the result of my cultivation of “Soul-Stealing and Soul-Capturing”?

Back then, underwater, I only remember conjuring up several beautiful women in my mind. I practiced with them using the "Soul-Stealing Technique," focusing on their mental state, down to a single glance or expression, supplemented by the "Aphrodisiac" technique using my inner energy. I then integrated these two techniques in my own way, allowing them to complement and reinforce each other. But later, because the virtual characters were ultimately my own creations, not living, thinking, or feeling beings, I stopped practicing only when it became tedious.

Ah! A pair of firm, beautiful breasts, freed from the constraints of a bra, leaped into my eyes. My mother's nipples, a pale pink like ripe strawberries, immediately evoked hazy childhood memories. Over the years, they hadn't changed; they were still so lovely, charming, playful, and full of spiritual beauty. How many times had I dreamt of them, how many times had I longed to return to my mother's warm embrace and gently suckle her sweet milk. So for a time, I was truly jealous of my sister, who could be with my mother.

Mom smiled shyly, but that didn't stop her from continuing to display her stunning beauty and alluring charm.

As her hand touched her beautiful panties, my heart nearly leaped out of my chest. Was that...that where I was born?

Just as a few strands of black silk were revealed, I suddenly cried out, "Wait!"

"What's wrong?"

I gasped. "Let me think about it some more, okay?"

Mom looked at me for a moment, then said, "Okay!"

I decided to avoid looking into her eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry! Could you put your clothes on first? My heart is beating so fast." I felt like an innocent little boy.

"Okay!" Mom started putting her underwear and skirt back on.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you looking at me?" Mom snuggled close to me, asking in a slightly coquettish tone.

"I...I have something I want to tell you..."

"What is it? You don't have a girlfriend, do you?"

"Of course not! It's because I've had some kind of strange illness since I was little, or rather, a strange ability! Whenever I...look into the eyes of a person of the opposite sex and feel attracted to them, that person will involuntarily fall in love with me. We were in the elevator twice just now...so I think you like me...maybe because of my strange ability...not because you truly like me. So I want to...not look at you now, wait until you calm down and think it through, and see if you still feel...love...me..."

"Really?" Mom turned her head and looked me up and down carefully, like she was studying an ancient human fossil. "I don't think there's anything special about you!"

"Then don't you feel that you fell in love with me the first time you saw me today, and that you're so...so enthusiastic towards me...isn't that a problem?"

"Huh?!" Mom seemed to have been struck by lightning, and muttered to herself in a daze, "Yes! This kind of thing...is simply...impossible, how could I be like this?"

I increasingly felt that I had mastered the "soul-stealing" technique, at least to the initial stage.

"But I felt I was always conscious and clear-headed! I wasn't being controlled against my will!"

I smiled bitterly to myself. This is the power of Master's "Male Supremacy Yang Gong"! What should I do now?

"Wait! Let me think. From the moment I met you in the elevator, my impression of you was... you're very handsome, exceptionally handsome. You're very sunny, giving off a warm, safe, and approachable feeling... and your smile... is very... very cute and attractive, making you feel instantly at ease. In short... you can tell me anything... and your hands are very gentle, giving a comfortable feeling, the kind... the kind of hand you can hold for a lifetime, giving a feeling of happiness, something I've never experienced before. Your... your eyes... seem... like they can see through everything about me, yet give a sense of trust, and when you look at me... it makes me uneasy, makes my heart beat extremely fast... This is also what I've always..." For the first time in years… During the meeting, my mind was filled with you—your every word, your smile, your gentle hands. At that moment, I thought I might have fallen in love with you. It was so unbelievable, but it happened. So I secretly vowed that if I ever saw you again, I would never let you go… When I saw you enter the elevator again, I couldn't suppress my impulse and rushed towards you, got close to you… And you said those words: 'We are truly destined!' Then I knew this was our destiny, our fate. You are the person I've been searching for and waiting for my whole life, but I know our age difference is our biggest obstacle. Yet, I'm willing to give everything to have you, so…”

My heart ached. Age isn't an obstacle between us! Our real obstacle is that we are mother and son. At the same time, as Hua Ruilong, I'm really jealous of “Cao Zaitian.” Mom said, “But I'm willing to give everything to have you.” Does that include me, Hua Ruilong? Haha! I'm actually jealous of myself! “But don't you think this is too fast?”

"Yes, a little, but it's fate. Who told me to meet you, my destined soulmate? Besides, if things don't go well, and you fall in love with someone else, or someone else takes you away, where will I find the time to regret it?"

I smiled bitterly to myself. I'd become the object of my mother's preemptive strike, though I shared the same thought as Cao Xing and Qiu Yuhong. But you're my mother! The truth will soon be revealed; how will I face my mother then? What should I do? Just now, I was so blinded by love that I did that with Mom…

“What? Did I say something wrong? Are you unhappy?”

“No! I’m just so happy. I’m honored to have your favor.”

“If you don’t like me, please don’t force yourself!”

“I won’t force myself! I really like you too, but it feels so fast, I can hardly believe it’s real, you know? A pure, lovely, and mature beauty like you is truly rare in this world. I’m overjoyed to have your love.”

“Really? Hehe! That’s wonderful…” Mom threw herself into my arms, kissing my face passionately, her full breasts swaying against my chest.

Mom in love is truly radiant and charming. Every smile, every word, every pout is enough to make one lose their mind and be unable to resist.

“Can I call you Xiao Tian?” Mom asked naturally and coquettishly.

“Of course, hehe!”

“Hehe! No way, I’d call you Xiao. I still prefer to call you Tian, Tian.”

I felt my bones melt. "Hmm?"

"Who else is in your family?"

"Dad, Mom, and a little sister."

"Do you think they'll accept me?"

"Of course they will! They couldn't be happier to have a daughter-in-law as beautiful as you." I secretly pulled my hand away from Mom's collar.

But Mom immediately noticed and grabbed my hand, pressing it back to her breasts. She naturally exuded her charm, speaking in an unusually sweet voice, "Your parents won't approve of you getting married so soon, will they?"

"At least after I graduate from university."

"Can I meet your parents today?"

"No, no! I need to talk to them first, so they can be prepared. So let's not meet them today."

"Okay! What are your parents like?"

"They're kind and good people, open-minded, accepting of new things, warm and generous..."

"That's wonderful!" Mom said happily, as if she was already a worthy daughter-in-law.

"Alright! I'm here. My house is just ahead. You can park here."

"Why won't you let me walk you to the door?"

"No, my mom will definitely nag me endlessly if she sees me. Let's do it another time, okay?"

"Okay!" Mom gently kissed me.

But as I got out of the car and was about to close the door, Mom suddenly asked, "Isn't your family surname Xin? How come your surname is Cao?"

"I took my mother's surname. My father was a son-in-law who married into the family, so my sister took his surname. Go back to the company!"

"No! I want to see you go in."

"Didn't you say you had things to do at the company? You've already delayed me."

"It's okay, I like seeing your back." Mom is so clingy.

"Fine! I can't do anything with you." Inwardly, I groaned. But outwardly, I said, "I'll call you tonight."

"Okay!" Mom smiled sweetly.

But I was struggling to move. How was I going to end up in someone else's house? So I first checked out Yuewen's house and found Yuewen playing video games at home, but her mother wasn't home. Wait! Her mother was playing mahjong at number 109, probably lost all her money, and was going home to get more. That's why she was walking out of number 109.

I adjusted my pace and bumped into Yuewen's mother at her door. I knew she had been watching me the whole time.

"You are..." Mrs. Xin blinked, looking at me, this handsome young man, with a strange expression.

Yuewen and I are the same age, so our mothers are about the same age. Although Mrs. Xin looked a few years older than my mother, and her appearance and looks were not as striking, the lingering charm of a mature woman and the pampered care she received made her quite beautiful; otherwise, she wouldn't be a wealthy woman. I greeted her warmly, flashing a sunny and friendly smile, and tentatively using my "soul-capturing" charm: "Hello! Beautiful lady, do you live here?" My hand was already gently linked with her arm; in my mother's eyes, we were a loving mother and son.

Mrs. Xin only paused for a moment before smiling broadly: "Thank you! Would you like to come to my house?"

"Sure!" As we spoke, we entered the Xin family's courtyard.

The charming Mrs. Xin enthusiastically introduced her home; her husband had gone to work, and she had a daughter who was probably playing games.

I knew that once my mother saw me enter her "home," she would happily and blissfully have the driver turn around and head down the mountain.

Mother Xin was now warmly embracing my arm, just like my mother had done earlier.

"Beautiful lady, I want to make love to you, is that alright?" My hand was already on her plump, fleshy buttocks, giving them a squeeze.

"Hehe, you're so naughty!" Mother Xin pinched me, smiling seductively, "Sure! But my daughter's home, let's go upstairs."

I was secretly amazed at how powerful this "Soul-Stealing Technique" was. It was only at the beginner stage, yet the effect was so significant, making her agree to have sex with a man she had just met. If she practiced to the advanced level her master spoke of, wouldn't she be able to manipulate anyone (including men) at will?

But I had to back out, because the Third Madam at the villa was nearing her end. "Excuse me! I suddenly remembered I haven't turned off the gas at home, I'll go back for a bit, bye-bye!" I turned and ran.

"Wait! What's your name? Which house do you live at?" Seeing me running faster and faster, Mrs. Xin called out urgently, "Hurry up! I'm waiting for you—"

Her daughter, my classmate Yuewen, heard the commotion and ran out, asking repeatedly, "What's wrong? Mom! What happened? Who was that just now…?"

Mrs. Xin's face was flushed with emotion, yet she shook her head with a hint of resentment, but she didn't say a word. Anyone could see that she was completely disoriented and distracted.

I could only apologize for that. Now, I was only worried about how Mom would react!

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