Romantic Young Master [Complete] - Chapter 39 (End)

Chapter 64 ◆SM Amaterasu (Section 3)

I didn't pay attention to how long this sensual and wonderful dinner lasted, nor did I care.

I only knew that the beauties in front of me were all incredibly talented. They seemed to be able to play any instrument, dance any dance perfectly, and sing any song with heavenly beauty. It was as if nothing could stump them. Any one of them would definitely be a master or a superstar if they went out into the world. If you added their beauty to the mix, the whole world would go crazy for them. But right now, their existence was only to entertain me.

While I felt inexplicably smug, I also felt a little guilty: Was I being too selfish? Was it too wasteful for only me to enjoy this wonderful thing?

Ugh! Just after a spectacular singing and dancing performance ended, several steel pipes rose up on the stage, or rather, they looked like uneven bars or something. What was going on? Were they going to perform sports + acrobatics + dance + something else?

After ten stunningly beautiful women took to the stage, each standing in front of a pole, I already knew before the music even started that they were going to perform a striptease and pole dance, possibly even some acrobatic moves like uneven bars. My heart skipped a beat. These beautiful girls, just to please me and make me happy, had actually learned striptease and other such erotic dances. I was both touched and happy, and even a little proud. I

secretly vowed to myself: I must treat them well!

The energetic music started, and the beauties began to dance in a sexy and highly provocative way. Their movements and skills were surprisingly proficient and professional, in no way inferior to professional pole dancers. In fact, the high-difficulty acrobatic moves they performed were beyond the capabilities of ordinary dancers. Moreover, their breast-touching, genital-touching, and provocative actions and expressions were genuine and sincere. They weren't just performing to make a living; they genuinely wanted to seduce me, hoping I would favor them and pamper them.

This imperial feeling of being surrounded by concubines vying for my favor filled me with both exhilaration and exhilaration. Like an addiction, the pleasure was deeply addictive, and I was unwilling to break free. Perhaps before long, all my positive resilience and perseverance would be eroded.

While secretly alarmed, I quickly and silently activated the "Male Supremacy Yang Gong" (a martial arts technique).

Finding myself not lost and able to stop at any moment, I could completely block out the lewd pleasures before me, focusing instead on the smallest details of the world.

This was likely the effect of the "Male Supremacy Yang Gong"—those who practiced it wouldn't lose sight of the bigger picture or be influenced by external factors. It seemed the master who created this technique must have had similar imperial experiences. I didn't need to worry about myself.

When I returned to my senses, the pole dancing had ended. In its place was an elegant and lively Scottish tap dance group of 30 people. The dance moves were perfectly synchronized, accompanied by the lively Scottish bagpipes, the powerful tapping creating a grand and awe-inspiring spectacle. The dancers maintained an elegant, upright posture throughout, reportedly able to balance a book on their heads without it falling until the end of the dance – only then were they considered qualified.

Watching this dance evoked a feeling of exhilaration, a stark contrast to pole dancing. One was vulgar, the other elegant; one seductive, the other breathtaking. One triggered physical arousal, the other stirred the soul, yet both were so beautiful and captivating.

To be honest, even though my mind was elsewhere, my physical arousal only intensified. Plus, I could immediately put my fantasies into reality, so now I was surrounded by these stunningly beautiful women performing the pole dancing, some of whom had already taken the place of the woman under the table.

The effect was that even though I can't read minds, I could sense the messages being exchanged between the women around me; the women who had just performed the pole dancing and were now surrounding me were perfect examples. The beautiful women, clearly understanding and eager to try, all knew how to pole dance; pole dancing was probably their most basic skill for seducing and pleasing me.

Spanish dance is a highly interactive and participatory dance; its rhythm compels you to participate automatically, interacting with the dancers, and clapping along is the most basic requirement. So when the white beauties danced Spanish, I took my hands from their chests and clapped along enthusiastically, even humming along occasionally, though I didn't know what I was singing. The

tap dance of African Americans was much more lively.

Then came the folk dances of various European countries. Many of the long skirts of these countries, after I couldn't resist using my inner energy to lift one of the beauties' skirts, were lifted up quite a bit, and the dancers were not only overjoyed but also gave me a lot of convenience, some even deliberately exposing themselves frequently, greatly distorting the original flavor of the European folk dances.

But we just wanted to have fun.

Then four alien beauties appeared, each adorned with strange, never-before-seen high-tech instruments: bizarre gloves, glasses with headsets, and ribbons with neon effects. The gloved aliens, like conductors, casually waved their hands in the air, and beautiful, strange music immediately filled the air, as if they were conducting an unseen orchestra. Maya, who hadn't moved, began to softly sing… incredibly beautiful and melodious, as if echoing from the depths of her soul. Then, a continuous stream of beautiful dancers appeared, dressed as various characters, as if performing an opera or a theatrical piece.

Although I couldn't understand the lyrics, I could tell they were performing a grand, magnificent, and profound epic.

Hua Sao explained: "This is the widely circulated epic chant in interstellar space, 'Eternal Light,' praising the Lord God, who is also my master. It's said to have originated from bards on some other planet."

Wow! My master is so awesome! I, as his disciple, feel incredibly honored!

Great! I will definitely create a glorious era no less than my master's.

Alas! It's heavenly to listen to, and it can bring peace and tranquility to the soul, but my physical excitement is constantly decreasing. If it weren't for the constant relay of beautiful women tempting and encouraging me, I might already be impotent.

Moreover, this "Eternal Radiance" seems to be very long; it looks like it won't end for several hours.

"Master Hua Shao, the longest version of 'Eternal Radiance,' which praises

the Divine Lord, is said to take a month to sing..." Hua Sao said. "Really?" I was stunned. This is too much of a personality cult! Even more intense than the Epic of King Gesar. When I see my master, I must persuade him not to do this. It's exhausting! I'd better take the blame for this. Haha!

Just as Maya reached the first small climax, within my detection range, an incomparably powerful force was flying at high speed towards Hanamichi from the southeast (that is, Tokyo).

It's Amaterasu!

This was my first instinct, and then I truly "saw" a goddess-like beauty dressed in a magnificent Japanese palace dress and kimono, making a grand entrance like a cool protagonist in a movie. Auspicious clouds and radiant light were her embellishments; her imposing presence was awe-inspiring. The key was the speed at which she flew and the immense power she brought, which shocked and filled me with envy.

In the blink of an eye, Amaterasu flew over the Flower Palace.

I was just secretly surprised, thinking, "So fast!" when Amaterasu suddenly vanished into thin air, only to reappear before me in the next instant.

This speed and agility were not just too fast for me to see clearly; it was the "teleportation" mentioned in fantasy novels, now truly displayed before me. Could Amaterasu have truly become a god? Just

as my mind went blank with shock, the dignified, sacred, and incomparably beautiful woman before me knelt down: "Amaterasu greets Your Majesty!" She spoke in Japanese, her voice soft and melodious, very pleasant to hear.

Hehe! Yes! This goddess-like beauty, though far more powerful than me, is still, after all, just my woman and plaything.

Just as I regained my composure and was about to speak, Amaterasu excitedly interrupted, "Thank you, Your Majesty!" Her expression was extremely excited.

I was stunned, puzzled. I hadn't even said anything yet, why was she thanking me? I was a bit confused.

"Greetings, Amaterasu!" The flower ninjas shouted in unison, bowing deeply. The flower maidens and servants of the Flower Palace stared blankly in this direction, at a loss. However, some of them followed the flower ninjas in bowing, clearly Japanese, and soon influenced all the flower maids to follow suit.

In the end, not a single beautiful woman was standing, even the alien beauties knelt down. If it weren't for the beauty beneath me giving me a blowjob, she probably would have abandoned my precious treasure.

Despite this, I wasn't angry that Amaterasu had stolen my thunder, because she sent me a telepathic message: "My lord has finally acknowledged that I am your woman, I am so... so happy! Waaah..." Amaterasu's expression was clearly genuine and sincere, not a flattering act. Although I felt my strength was inferior to hers, every ounce of her energy was open to me, all under my perception. If she could feign such sincerity to achieve such a purpose, then I have nothing more to say.

"This servant wouldn't dare deceive you, sir! This servant is truly happy..." Overwhelmed with emotion, Amaterasu choked back tears, unable to speak.

I could already imagine how that "self" had bullied and toyed with her. "But! How dare you be so disrespectful and rude to me, only showing up now! Humph!" I roared (I was afraid Amaterasu would see through my thoughts again, so this time I was truly enraged), and said to the surrounding women, "Get up! There's no need to kneel before her!"

Perhaps because Amaterasu was so terrified and remained kneeling without instruction, the flower ninjas hesitated and didn't immediately rise, while the flower maids all stood up.

I was even angrier. These flower ninjas who claimed to respect me as their master and worship me as their god, yet hesitated at my command—it all seemed fake. I coldly snorted, deciding to vent my anger on Amaterasu, after all, she was the "culprit," the root of the problem. At the same time, I secretly wondered why Amaterasu hadn't given any orders for the flower ninjas to obey. She hadn't made any statement, only bowing and apologizing to me. Could it be…

Oh! I understand now. If Amaterasu gave any instructions now, it would only show that she had more authority and was more respected than me in front of everyone, so she couldn't and dared not make any statement. What a clever person!

No! It seems a similar situation must have happened "before," so Amaterasu has learned her lesson!

Seeing through my thoughts, the flower ninja, trembling with fear, stood up first, followed by the others. And they all seemed to have learned their lesson; none of them pleaded for Amaterasu. It was as if they had suddenly clarified their relationships and truly entered their roles.

"Get up!" I commanded.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Amaterasu respectfully bowed, but didn't immediately rise. She remained kneeling gracefully on the ground, her posture incredibly beautiful. The tears on her face had completely disappeared; perhaps she considered presenting me with a dignified and beautiful appearance a sign of respect.

"I told you to stand up."

"Yes, ma'am!" Amaterasu rose obediently and gracefully. When she stood properly, her tall, voluptuous figure was revealed, her curves round and full, unlike the figures of Japanese people from over a thousand years ago. Clearly, her current figure and appearance had been carefully sculpted, perfectly matching my aesthetic standards.

For example, her unparalleled beauty, at first glance, made her look like a mature beauty in her early twenties, but upon closer inspection, her mouth, dimples, chin, and nose resembled the cuteness, liveliness, and playfulness of a teenage girl. Only the wisdom, competence, and gentleness in her eyes revealed that she was not a naive girl. Her large breasts were, of course, my favorite, in no way inferior to those of the Hayashi sisters. The magnificent, elegant, and noble kimono worn on her, with its extremely bulging chest, slightly detracted from the overall beauty, but it added to her allure, sexiness, and wickedness. The first impression she gave was that of a man's ultimate beauty and plaything.

But Amaterasu's skin was crystal clear, like jade, without any visible flaws such as blood vessels or veins that would detract from her beauty. Only a faint light flowed within her, like a natural luminous stone or some kind of light source. I guessed that Amaterasu might have deliberately suppressed or restrained her radiance, otherwise it would be even stronger. This indicated the immense power of her internal energy and the level of her cultivation. Perhaps she had already approached the realm of a god?

Strangely, I felt no jealousy, only a secret envy and immense pride. After all, such a perfect person belonged entirely to me. Her beauty, her figure, her charm were legendary, comparable only to the most exquisite characters in anime, though even they could hardly match a tenth or a twentieth of her. After all, the person before me was a real, tangible, and breathable person, a living, breathing human being whom I could play with at will. If such a person appeared in the outside world, she would probably drive men mad with infatuation and drive women to suicide out of inferiority.

To be honest, I was very proud and happy because the revered goddess in the hearts of the Japanese was my sex slave. I could do whatever I wanted with Amaterasu, the goddess worshipped by the Japanese.

"Is that so?" I knew she could see through my thoughts, so I wanted to confirm.

"Yes! My lord! This servant belongs completely to you. You can ask me to do anything!" Amaterasu answered solemnly, kneeling down, her appearance very respectful, submissive, and natural.

"Then go up and perform a show! Let me see your singing and dancing." Actually, my sexual desire for her was already incredibly high and excited, but I knew that playing with her slowly and savoring her was more enjoyable. Anyway, I had plenty of time, and she couldn't escape my grasp.

"Yes, my lord." Amaterasu finished her bow, turned around, and jumped onto the stage without asking what I wanted to see. Did she know what I wanted to see, or...?

Amaterasu gracefully leaped onto the stage, waved her hand, and Japanese music began to play. Dressed in a magnificent kimono, Amaterasu danced slowly, her beautiful figure like a celestial being descending to earth, indescribably beautiful and breathtaking.

But as she shyly and alluringly lifted her kimono, revealing more and more of her long, beautiful, snow-white legs, I vaguely guessed that she was dancing the "Crossing the River Dance." To exaggerate, I was so shocked I almost dropped my jaw. In reality, I almost pierced the throat of the beautiful woman beneath me, who was sucking my "treasure." She couldn't catch her breath and nearly suffocated.

But I didn't care about her or feel sorry for her. Still in shock, I exclaimed in amazement: dancing this sensual and decadent ancient Japanese erotic dance in a noble and elegant kimono, and the dancer being Amaterasu herself—this huge contrast, is it real? Am I dreaming?

Not to mention the Japanese, even I, a man who was mentally prepared, almost had my heart stop upon seeing this. Sure enough, the flower ninjas were all dumbfounded, their minds blank. They probably never imagined that their supreme, revered Amaterasu, their spiritual anchor, would publicly perform such a vulgar and obscene dance. And Amaterasu's dance movements were incredibly skillful and natural, without the slightest hint of reluctance or discomfort, as if Amaterasu herself were a lowly courtesan. Amaterasu

's kimono was pulled higher and higher, until her entire perfect buttocks and lower body were completely exposed under the spotlight, radiating light. No pubic hair was visible, only a snowy valley and jade hills, a pink paradise faintly visible in the icy canyon, a subtle fragrance wafting through the air.

I understand now! This "Crossing the River Dance" must be one of my favorite dances. Amaterasu naturally knows it, so she's naturally mastered it to perfection. She might even be one of the original creators of this dance (I should be one of them), and she's very likely the first performer and disseminator of it.

Haha! I must film it completely and preserve it well. Thankfully, several drone cameras are working faithfully and diligently; otherwise, relying on those petrified cameramen…

No, this should be a group dance. Amaterasu dancing alone isn't beautiful enough. But we're already halfway through; having the Flower Ninjas join in halfway would disrupt the whole dance. Okay! I'll have them dance as a group next time; I have plenty of time. Haha!

To be honest, Amaterasu's solo dance also has its own unique charm.

Now she looks like a lowly, wanton prostitute, but her attire, appearance, charm, and power clearly make her a high and mighty goddess. This huge contrast is so exciting! Haha! So exhilarating!

And the root cause of all this is me! Haha! Brilliant!

I've already figured out how to play with this wonderful toy, and I can't wait!

After a careful inspection, I discovered several secrets about Amaterasu, besides the fact that she wasn't wearing any underwear.

As soon as Amaterasu finished dancing and the music stopped, I couldn't wait to leap into the air, like a lustful novice, completely disregarding the fact that I still had my big treasure in the beauty's mouth. The consequence was that the beauty who was giving me oral sex was overturned by my sudden movement, and fell to the ground in shock. Meanwhile, naked in the air, I pounced on Amaterasu, who had just finished dancing.

Amaterasu, like a different person, didn't dodge or avoid me, and even seemed very excited and happy, opening her arms to welcome my pounce.

The result, of course, was that I pinned Amaterasu down on the stage and, without a word, began to roughly tear at her gorgeous and expensive kimono, because I felt it better suited the current atmosphere. Amaterasu cooperated with my actions, changing back into the appearance of an innocent young girl, "resisting" my "shameless" violation. However, like the heroines in Japanese AVs, her resistance wasn't very resolute; she only offered a few symbolic resistances before basically letting me do as I pleased. This is perhaps a result of Japanese culture and the submissive habits cultivated by women who have long been treated and disciplined by men.

I ignored the various gazes around me, focusing only on carrying out the rape scene to the end. I used the torn strips of cloth to tie Amaterasu's hands and feet behind her back. When the strips ran out, I simply used Amaterasu's long, near-the-ground hair as rope until her body was bound into a shrimp-like shape. When she turned over, Amaterasu's front body was completely exposed and protruding. Now, her position resembled an arched bridge in Suzhou, making it very convenient for me to proceed to the next step of penetrating her beautiful, hairless little hole. Of course, I knew Amaterasu was secretly supporting this position; otherwise, I would have needed to hold her body in place, and I wouldn't have been able to so easily and smoothly spread her labia with both hands, ready to thrust my penis in.

Just as I imagined, Amaterasu's vagina was a virgin's hole. Of course, I knew she couldn't actually be a virgin; her vagina only contained the hymen and the hymen itself, but otherwise, its shape and color were identical to a virgin's, even whiter and more lovely, bright red and tender, small and moist, and it had a strange fragrance, definitely not what I imagined. Adding to this, the skin's surface shimmered and glowed, even the deepest recesses of her vagina were well-lit.

Damn! This is the ultimate! The ultimate beauty every man dreams of!

Because no woman's skin can compare to hers; there wasn't a single spot on her lower body or her entire body that I found imperfect. At least so far, I haven't seen a more beautiful woman. Would fucking a woman like this every day make even God jealous?

Not to mention that I could do whatever I wanted to her, and she would obey me completely.

I decided to stop thinking about it, and thrust my big cock into her open and welcoming pussy. I wasn't worried at all about whether she could handle my roughness, because I could imagine that "I" must have done even more brutal and "outrageous" things to her before. And she was still so beautiful and perfect in front of me, without leaving any trace of my excessive actions.

Oh! So good! It's a completely different feeling! The feeling of my big cock at this moment was definitely different from the feeling of any hole I had penetrated before. It was like a desert traveler suddenly enjoying delicious fruit and vegetables, instantly feeling refreshed and full of energy. The extraordinary tender skin, the tight pressure, and the constantly writhing massage-like pleasure, plus the fluctuating temperature, even the most technologically advanced sex toys couldn't compare to this, not to mention that it seemed to have the effect of greatly enhancing sexual function. Because I could feel my big cock, immersed in it, becoming more vigorous and more spirited, as if it had taken a stimulant.

What else could I say, what else was there to think? Of course, I plunged into a frenzied, intense activity.

But gradually, the intense activity seemed a bit too much. I propelled Amaterasu wildly throughout the hall, onto the walls, the ceiling… and finally, we took it outside, to the grass, the trees, the lake, creating a truly earth-shattering spectacle, with night birds flying everywhere.

What a magnificent sight it was!

We were going at it so intensely, while hundreds of equally beautiful, naked women watched and observed, yet no one dared to utter a sound to disturb us.

I felt the most exhilarated and enjoying myself the most; I had finally met my match. I could indulge in unrestrained madness on her Amaterasu without any worries—what could be more pleasurable than this?!

Moreover, I discovered that Amaterasu was an excellent, even unique, mount, suitable for riding and having sex with. From the moment we flew outside, I had already untied the cloth strips binding Amaterasu's hands and feet, and removed her long hair. I found that letting her free made it easier to have sex with her. Instead of carrying her, I could ride on her, controlling her as she flew through the air, and fuck her as I pleased without having to worry or exert myself. It was much more comfortable and enjoyable. Who else could enjoy such pleasure?

Master… never mind! I won't think about him.

So, I held onto the dog leash around Amaterasu's neck with one hand, kneeling on her calves, thrusting hard into her beautiful cunt while slapping her round, tender buttocks. Watching the pale white light on her buttocks gradually turn red, an even more lewd, insane, and even perverse pleasure rose within me.

“I’ll make you Amaterasu! I’ll make you the god of Japan! I’ll make you all perverts! I’ll make you… I’m going to fuck your god… Damn! Your Japanese Amaterasu is still being fucked by me… She’s my sex slave… She’s still my mount… Let me ride her… Let me fuck her… Haha… So good…” I slapped her ass harder and harder as I spoke, and the more I slapped her, the more excited I became.

Amaterasu, while moaning and groaning, also replied: “Hi… Hi… I’m sorry… I’m sorry… It was our fault… Thank you, Master… Thank you, Master, for fucking me… No… I am your sex slave… I am your mount… I’m happy no matter how you fuck me…”

To be continued

[World Chapter]

Author: 2291325

Prologue ◆ A wonderful beginning

Oh—Ah—Hmm—

So good! Oh…

doing this so early in the morning again, oh—

without even opening my eyes, I know it's Yuzhi and my little sister Yuru. They're using their mouths to wake me up, touching, kissing, and licking my rock-hard, erect penis that's hard every morning. This is supposedly their way of "waking me up."

But it seems I'm the one who made them do this, hehe! So I can't blame them now, hehe!

Their oral sex skills are already superb. Besides their hard work and willingness to learn, my careful guidance has also played a crucial role. Of course, besides that, they're excellent in other aspects as well. What I taught them was the "Jade Maiden's Allure" technique that I created for them based on the concept of "male supremacy and yang energy." They all practiced diligently, so now they are all my most beloved treasures.

I love them! They also regard me as their spiritual pillar and the source of their physical pleasure.

"Aren't you up yet?" A beautiful voice asked, from the person I love most.

"Mom! Almost there, it's about to come out…" Yuru replied.

"Hehe! You guys are thinking too simply... Getting him to come is a long way off... Should I do it?"

"No! I insist on doing it myself! I refuse to believe that so many of us can't handle him..." Yu Ru's personality is still so strong! Hehe.

"Hey! Breakfast is ready! Haven't you woken the birthday boy yet?" another cute voice asked.

"Yeah! He's so amazing, last night so many of us only made him ejaculate once..." Yu Zhi sighed, but her smooth hands didn't stop or slow down: "He must be exhausted..."

"Hehe! You've all been fooled by him. He actually woke up a long time ago, he just didn't open his eyes! Even if all of us work ourselves to death, it won't wear him out. In fact, he'll only get stronger!" The melodious voice grew closer.

"Yeah! Brother Long's 'Male Supremacy Yang Technique' is too powerful! We're destined to be completely dominated by him!" another voice said.

"Oh? You don't want to be 'completely dominated' by him? Hehe! I remember you said last night: you'd be willing to be done like this by him for the rest of your life, even if you're fucked to death and ruined, it would be best if you were tied to his waist for life!" a fourth voice said.

"I'm not coming! Sister Xue, you're bullying me!"

"No way! I'm not bullying you! If you monopolize him, that's bullying us!"

"Alright! Stop arguing! Today is the birthday boy's birthday, let's drag him up!" As soon as the melodious voice finished, "Pop!" I kissed him on the cheek.

I still didn't open my eyes, but smiled and said, "Hehe! Hello, my darlings!"

"Happy birthday! Good brother!" they all called out affectionately.

"Who said they were going to tie it around my waist? Why aren't you up yet?"

"Sister Xue said it, I didn't!"

"No way! You said it last night, have you forgotten already?"

"Fine, I'll go! Who's afraid of who? At worst, I won't be able to get out of bed!"

"Hehehe..." Everyone laughed.

There was a soft sound of a skirt being lifted, and then she climbed onto my bed, sitting down on my penis with her hole facing it.

"Oh—it's so big! And so long... I still can't stand it even after a hundred times, I..."

"Hehe! Who told you to be the least diligent in learning the 'Jade Maiden's Seductive Skill'!" I slapped her soft, jade-like leg.

"My darling son! I want one too..." That melodious voice whispered in my ear, her full, huge breasts rubbing against my body, looking all coquettish.

"Hehe! Mom! Who told you not to grab it?" I reached out and touched her buttocks, making bold movements.

"I'm too shy!" Mom said coquettishly again.

With a thought, my spiritual senses activated instantly. Without even opening my eyes, every detail in the room was within my perception; my "Male Supremacy Yang Skill" had reached the seventh level.

The four beauties in the room were my mother, He Xiangqian; my younger sister, He Yuru; my cousin, Hua Yuzhi; and Hua Ruizhi, who was currently "sitting" on me. Their figures were just like my two stepmothers from years ago—each with ample breasts, slender waists, and long legs. Their looks were even more striking than before, a result of their love for me.

Examining their bodies, everything—from bones and flesh—was perfectly normal; I didn't need to worry.

Extending my spiritual senses, everything inside and outside this luxurious villa in Repulse Bay was meticulously observed.

Aside from Xiaorou and Xiaoshan, who were preparing breakfast, the dozen or so beauties were still soundly dreaming in their rooms, exhausted from last night's activities with me. Their positions were varied, but all incredibly alluring; however, one of them was currently menstruating.

The warm sun shone on this beautiful world.

Seagulls soared, yachts swayed, people stretched their limbs during their morning exercise, and fish swam freely in the sea... I

reached out and beckoned, and a teacup flew into my hand. I was about to pick it up and drink when my mother took it, saying, "Don't drink overnight tea!"

I laughed and patted her smooth bottom, saying, "I'm not drinking it! I'm rinsing my mouth..." I took a sip, gurgled a few times in my mouth, and then, like a water arrow, shot out the window, flying 50 meters to a tree, startling a bird into flight.

"Alright! I still have some things to take care of at the company today. When I get back, you can do whatever you want with me..." I stretched. "Ah—I'm 14! Have you decided how to celebrate my birthday?"

Mom chuckled. "It's a secret! You'll find out when you get back."

"Okay!" I was too lazy to use my powers to scan their minds for secrets. A surprise would be better; otherwise, the world would be too monotonous. I laughed and said, "Get up!" I opened my eyes and picked up Ruizhi, who was wriggling on top of me, without separating our bodies.

We went straight to the bathroom, completely naked.

"You're so naughty! You always tease me like this! You know I can't stand it..." Ruizhi gasped, pushing against my chest, trying to ease the weight of my penis as much as possible.

"Hehe! Oh? Should we switch to someone else?" I said with a mischievous grin, confident she was safe.

"No!" Ruizhi quickly hugged me tightly, afraid I would actually switch her to someone else. Hehe! I'm so conflicted! Hahaha!

I laughed triumphantly, and Ruizhi nestled tightly in my arms, teased by my antics.

The other three women—no! There's another one, Zhong Lixuan—came in too.

I didn't need them to brush my teeth, wash my face, or dress me, but they insisted, demanding I obey them. Now, not only am I waited on hand and foot, but they treat me like a cripple, spoiling me like an emperor, surrounded by them…

So I can only find opportunities to go out and enjoy my freedom, but even then, I'm constantly followed by their assigned "supervisors" and "companions." What's the point of being a man like this? (Now, those of you who dream of growing old with a bunch of beautiful women should realize your mistake, right?) Hehe!!

They do this: one brushes my teeth, another wipes my face, another combs my hair, and yet another washes my feet. Is it really necessary? Didn't I shower last night? And my whole body is covered in their saliva, sweat, and vaginal fluids. How could I not shower?

But what right did I have to speak or offer suggestions? My mouth was either filled with toothpaste foam and a toothbrush, or their tongues swirling around. Was I their toy? Or were they mine…? Sigh—

I could only obediently sit in the comfortable chair, letting them use their "Jade Maiden's Seductive Charm" to "ravage" and "torture" my precious thing. I just watched the morning news, occasionally jerking my penis.

I didn't pay attention to what the anchor was saying, but her appearance was somewhat captivating.

Oh—so good!

Ruizhi is getting more and more enthusiastic! She's completely disregarding the length and thickness of my penis, truly courting death. I wanted to "show her a lesson," but seeing her covered in sweat and looking so earnest and eager, I couldn't bear to give her a hard time.

For the past two years, I haven't had the habit of getting up early to practice my martial arts. With my current strength, I no longer need to work so hard. Besides, I can improve through intimate moments with beautiful women. Whenever I have free time and a moment of quiet, I can practice.

Practicing "Male Superiority Yang Gong" not only saved me from several calamities but also made me 1.77 meters tall, about 18 or 19 years old, with shoulder-length hair and bright, captivating eyes that easily attract women. If I hadn't deliberately concealed my irresistible charm, my romantic troubles would have exhausted me long ago.

In these four years, despite countless battles, my skin is completely free of scars—a testament to the power of "Male Superiority Yang Gong." My strong body and beautiful muscles even make me a little worried. Is being too perfect going to offend the heavens? Will it bring my good fortune to an end?

As I expected, after Ruizhi, exhausted but satisfied, dismounted, Mom took her place...

then Mom's daughter, Yuru, took over...

then Xuefeng, and Zhong Lixuan...

Then, as usual, a few more beautiful women who had just woken up would appear.

And as usual, it always took me an hour or two to finish the task from when I was woken up until they helped me shower and get dressed.

Chapter 01 ◆ A Wonderful Day (Section 2)

"Good morning! Young Master Long!" Xiao Rou and Xiao Shan greeted me sweetly and cheerfully as soon as they saw me come downstairs: "Did you sleep well last night?"

Because my relationship with them was quite complicated, I let them call me Young Master Long for the sake of simplicity, but they could call me whatever they wanted in private.

"Hello! I slept very well, mmm! It smelled so good! Xiao Rou, Xiao Shan, your cooking skills are getting better and better!" I reached out and grabbed a piece of beautifully colored ham and assorted eggs and tasted it, praising, "It tastes even better, and it's quite innovative..."

"Hehe, it's all thanks to Sister Qian's excellent teaching. Try this one too..." Xiao Shan picked up a piece of "Seaweed Pastry" and put it in my mouth.

"Oh, it's all thanks to your hard work and learning..." Mom appeared behind me.

Xiao Rou cheerfully pushed me to the head seat of the long dining table, pulled out a chair for me, and served me very attentively.

As soon as I sat down, Xiao Rou crawled under the table, and Xiao Shan followed.

Mom and I exchanged a smile and sat to my right. As she served me snacks and juice, I heard the sound of my zipper being unzipped.

Two small hands began to move all over my genitals, and then, before my penis could even harden, it was taken into her mouth. Without any special abilities, I could tell from her skillful hands and mouth that this was Xiao Rou's breakfast service.

Ever since I experienced this service more than three years ago, I've loved it, so they always eagerly rush to crawl under the table, sometimes forming a long line, while I'm often the only one on the table. Now it's just the two of them, simply because the other beauties were too "tired" last night.

Actually, I always try my best to enjoy all kinds of romantic pleasures. Now, it's the other girls who are actively thinking about how to let me enjoy the greatest pleasure in order to win my favor and get more affection from me.

I was enjoying the delicious breakfast that was served to me while flipping through today's newspaper, and my darlings were being served so comfortably.

"Young Master Long! You're so naughty, you didn't even wait for us before coming down..." Xiao Ru, Yu Zhi, and the other five girls came downstairs and ran towards me quickly.

"Who told you to take so long to get ready..." I chuckled, and with a slight thrust of my lower body, Xiao Rou protested with moans.

"Let me guess who's under the table, okay?" the ever-playful Xiao Ru said mischievously.

"Okay!" the other four girls agreed. Yu Zhi said, "Sister Qian, you can't hint or remind us. What's the benefit for the winner?"

"The winner can sit alone on Young Master Long's lap in the car later..." Xue Feng suggested.

"Okay! I agree! What's the punishment for the loser?" Li Xuan chimed in with amusement.

I smiled and said, "Alright then, the losers will be my cushion and chamber pot today."

Everyone was a little shy, but no one objected.

In the end, Xuefeng, Ruizhi, and Lixuan guessed wrong, or only guessed one correctly, but they were all losers. Only Xiaoru and Yuzhi guessed correctly.

The winners were naturally happy and proud, but the losers showed no frustration or displeasure. Under my influence, they still had good sportsmanship.

Oh—Xiaoshan, who took over, was even more impressive than Xiaorou. My expression made the five girls lose their appetite for breakfast, and they all crawled under the table to watch.

Mom smiled sweetly, "Young Master Long! Can I come to the company today?"

"Sure! But you have to wear 'armor'!" I deliberately made things difficult for her.

"I want to go too!" Yumin and You'er appeared at the door. "You can go too!"

"Fine,

I'll wear it! Who's afraid of who!" Yumin and You'er said in unison.

"Okay, Mom! Have you decided yet?" I teased.

“If they dare, I dare too… just don’t wear the ‘necklace’ and ‘tail’, okay?” Mom pleaded softly.

I thought for a moment before agreeing, “Okay!”

“Young Master Long! Then we don’t wear those either…”

“No! You can’t be an exception!”

“Okay!” Yu Min and You’er said helplessly.

“Aren’t you going to eat something?” I asked with concern.

“No! I’m on a diet. You said last night that I’m starting to have fat around my waist…” Yu Min said.

“I don’t have an appetite, but just watching you eat makes me full…” You’er rested her chin on her hand and looked at me affectionately.

“Okay! Are you all done yet?” I said to the girls under the table, “I have to go to the company soon…”

“Ah—so fast? Don’t you usually go at ten o’clock? It’s only a little past eight now—” Mom, Yu Min, and You’er exclaimed at the same time.

"I have a few important things to take care of at the company today, and I also have lunch with Dong Jianhua at noon..."

"Wait for me for fifteen minutes, no! Ten minutes, I'll get dressed right away!" Mom, Yumin, and You'er immediately stood up and ran towards the door.

I smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, I'll give you thirty minutes to get dressed up nicely..."

"Okay..." The three women disappeared down the stairs.

When Mom and the other two women appeared in front of me, I couldn't help but be stunned. It wasn't the first time they had dressed up like this, but I was still secretly amazed and captivated. My darling had already been served by several different women.

My stunned appearance made them feel very proud, and they kept smiling sweetly.

Actually, the so-called "armor" was a set of equipment that I had carefully designed and matched for the game. It included a "gag ball," "dog collar," "dog leash," "nipple sheath," "nipple rings," "nipple bells," "belt," "super chastity belt," "electric dildo," "bouncing bullet," "tail," and a series of other sex toys. Before the game, they would usually cover up with clothing.

They now concealed their lewd activities with beautiful dresses, but they couldn't hide my X-ray vision. Underneath the pretty scarves around their necks were exquisitely crafted SM collars. Only Mom wasn't wearing one.

My superpowers, my true strength, have many unknown aspects, and X-ray vision is one of them. It's not that I don't trust them, but doing so wouldn't do me any harm. Showing off everywhere would only make me seem shallow and boring.

At my command, "Let's go!" the women boarded a luxurious RV I had meticulously designed and modified.

This vehicle resembled the one I used to use when I was in school, but now it had many added and improved features. Learning from the family tragedy four years ago, it could be considered a bulletproof and blast-resistant armored vehicle. Its armor thickness and special materials could withstand attacks from non-heavy military weapons. The tires were fire-resistant and blast-resistant, allowing it to continue driving even with a puncture.

The vehicle is powered by three engines: a silent electric motor, a powerful engine, and a high-horsepower engine from military armor (used for unforeseen circumstances). It features four-wheel drive, free steering, and accelerates from 0 to 180 km/h in just 7 seconds, with a top speed of 300 km/h. Its waterproof design and specially concealed turbine allow it to travel on water, reaching a top speed of 70 km/h (how many knots is that? Please tell me if you know). It is essentially amphibious.

Besides the standard equipment and some existing concepts, it also includes a global satellite navigation system, radar system, night vision system, surveillance system, autopilot system, weapon system, and some defensive equipment, all controlled by a high-performance mainframe computer. It also has enough drinking water and food to sustain 10 people for a week. The vehicle also has desalination and oxygen production equipment. In short, it cost me nearly two hundred million US dollars.

To be honest, many things on this vehicle are illegal; I collected and ordered them through various channels, but from the outside, it just looks like a sleek station wagon. To pass inspections and obtain licenses, I built another ordinary (visible light) vehicle that looks exactly the same.

To maintain this vehicle, I even sent six girls for training. And I don't easily let outsiders onto this vehicle. It's like a mobile home.

As soon as I lay down on the large bed, my shoes were taken off, my zipper was unzipped, my mouth was gagged, and my hands were taken away for "labor." I felt like they were my plaything.

If it weren't for the SM props on Mom, Yumin, and You'er, I would have completely forgotten that I was the master.

My toes were being rubbed and manipulated between their buttocks; my hands were being pulled to their breasts, making me knead their "big dough balls"; their tongues were taking turns swirling in my mouth; my big penis was pulled out, first being squeezed and teased by their cleavage, the glans swallowed in their mouths, and then being buried in one "cave" after another in the darkness.

Today happens to be rush hour, and the traffic is particularly bad. This will increase the number of times my darling has contact with their genitals.

They took turns driving, and I could only either press their breasts against the car window to have sex with them from behind, or try my best...

Chapter 70 ◆ Pentagon

"You go back first! I'll handle the rest." I gently stroked Sang Yue's delicate face, then emphasized, "Leave tonight!"

"Okay!" Sang Yue hugged me tightly, saying affectionately, "Be careful, if it doesn't work out..." but I kissed her deeply.

My hands also habitually climbed up her increasingly high breasts...

In recent years, I have rarely slept alone. After a passionate night with Sang Yue, she reluctantly flew away from Washington.

The morning sunlight shone on me through the white curtains, warm and making me really not want to get up, but today I have an important thing to do, which concerns the rise and fall of my family.

It is now 7:15 a.m. on Tuesday, September 11, 2001.

According to the efficiency and habits of Americans, I still have plenty of time.

So I absorbed some light energy indifferently, then leisurely washed up and ordered breakfast.

My senses spread boundlessly.

The Capitol Building, the White House, the Washington Monument, the Pentagon, George Washington University, the Chinese Embassy, Washington National Airport, Arlington National Cemetery, the Library of Congress, the National Gallery of Art (which contains many ancient Chinese paintings and calligraphy), the National Air and Space Museum, the Virginia Embassy in Washington, D.C., the CIA Building, the FBI Building, the Lincoln Memorial, the Jefferson Memorial, the National Zoo, the National Arboretum, the D.C. Stadium, Kenilworth Waterpark, Andrews Air Force Base… even subways, highways, and rivers were all in my consciousness.

My focus was on finding the CIA official in charge of Asia, because he knew some of my secrets and my family's affairs, so I couldn't let him exist, including the information he possessed.

All of this was caused by Gu Lihua. With her pure and lovely appearance, but a seductive and alluring nature, she was actually a CIA agent, and she even escaped my mental examination. It seems the CIA really knows how to train agents.

Hmm! Found her. Gu Lihua was driving a Ford out of Highway 50, across the Roosevelt Memorial Bridge, and onto the Pentagon road leading to Arlington. I wanted to destroy her and the files in her car immediately, but then I noticed two children, a boy and a girl, sitting in the back. From their conversation with Gu Lihua, I realized they were her children.

I didn't want to harm innocent people. I

"watched" her pass through the heavily guarded security gates of the Pentagon, drive into the southwest parking lot, and then walk towards the Pentagon with the two children.

Construction of the Pentagon began in August 1941, just as the flames of World War II were closing in on the United States. Less than four months later, on December 17th, the world was shocked by the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor (but for China, it was a happy event, as the United States was no longer sitting idly by). The smoke of war greatly accelerated the progress of this project. By January 1943, just 16 months later, this office building, touted as the world's largest in terms of floor area, was completed and named the Pentagon after its architectural shape. It immediately began operation, playing a vital military command role in the later stages of World War II. In 1949, the former U.S. Department of the Armed Forces, which housed the Pentagon, was officially renamed the Department of Defense, with subordinate departments including the Department of the Army (established in 1789), the Department of the Navy (established in 1798), and the Department of the Air Force (established in 1947). The Pentagon thus became synonymous with the U.S. Department of Defense. After World War II, almost all major military operations involving the U.S. military were planned and commanded here, and many famous American generals left their mark on this location.

It boasts 3.8 million square meters of office space, three times the size of the Empire State Building in New York. It reportedly houses approximately 23,000 staff members, including military and civilian personnel, working in a space with a maximum capacity of 40,000 people simultaneously. The building's corridors stretch over 28 kilometers, with numerous electrical wires. Furthermore, it offers a full range of services including restaurants, shops, a post office, banks, bookstores, and childcare facilities. Four large parking lots outside can accommodate approximately 10,000 cars. Therefore, rather than calling the Pentagon a large office building, it's more accurate to describe it as a fully-equipped "office city."

I quickly tidied myself up; in reality, I had nothing of value with me. My trip to the United States wasn't through legitimate channels; according to their intelligence, I was still enjoying a life of luxury at my villa in Hong Kong. With a slight exertion of my inner energy, my face changed drastically, and a beard grew back. I "reverted" to my identity as a Saudi Arabian tourist, donning Arab attire over my suit. At the same time, I thoroughly disposed of every trace I could leave in the room—my fingerprints, skin flakes (I don't shed hair), even the clothes and receipts I didn't want to take—destroying them all. By the time I closed the door, there wasn't a trace of me left in the room.

Then I went downstairs to the lobby to check out.

The lobby manager asked curiously, "Sir, you didn't leave any of your belongings behind, did you?"

"Thank you! My things are with my friend, haha! Isn't this kind of travel very free and easy?" I replied in English with an Arabic accent, my mind still fixed on Gu Lihua, who had left her two children at the daycare on the first floor and was now going up to the fourth floor, clutching information about me.

"Then I wish you a pleasant trip in America!" the lobby manager said bowingly.

"Thank you!" After leaving the Imperial Hotel, I stood at the door for two seconds to make sure I hadn't left any trace of myself in the hotel (including the tip I gave the waiter), then got into a taxi.

The black driver asked me where I was going, and I said I wanted to visit the Washington Monument because it was closer to the Pentagon, just across the river.

Gu Lihua entered a large, tightly sealed room. Inside, besides four soldiers in uniform, there were two men in black suits and sunglasses. One of them was Thomas Johnson, the CIA's head of Asian affairs—Lihua's boss.

"Lihua? Gu, you're late!"

"I'm sorry! My brother and sister-in-law are traveling and left the children with me... so..." Gu Lihua bowed respectfully.

I was furious. She shouldn't be a proper woman; instead, she's shamelessly breeding traitors for a foreign power! Damn it! Don't blame me for being ruthless later.

"Never mind! You should still submit the compiled data report." The soldier who spoke was clearly the highest-ranking general present.

"Yes!" That bitch Lihua took out the documents from her bag, distributed them to the general and her superior, and then began to introduce me in detail.

I was greatly surprised; she had so much information about me that she almost felt she knew me better than I knew myself. From my age, height, birth date, zodiac sign, my family's assets, the people around me... to the Hua family tragedy a few years ago, and the current immense wealth of the Hua Group, etc. Furthermore, according to this scoundrel's research and report: a series of mysterious deaths of Japanese people in Taipei six years ago; a series of death-related incidents in Tokyo; two "renovations" of the Yasukuni Shrine; the mysterious disappearances and crashes of several fighter jets at the US Air Force base on Okinawa over the years; the mysterious sinking of a Japanese youth group's work boat near the Diaoyu Islands; sudden wealth during the 1998 Asian financial crisis; and the bizarre accidents of fifteen CIA personnel connected to the investigated individual

… Thomas interjected, "Not only that, according to intelligence we exchanged with our allies, Japan also has ten spies, Britain four, Australia three, South Korea two, Russia three, Israel two, and Interpol five… They either mysteriously disappeared or died unexpectedly…"

Another CIA officer in a black suit added, "Taiwan also has four…"

Hmph! They brought it on themselves. Who told them to approach me with ill intentions, just to spy on my secrets? But actually, I didn't kill them all; some have already changed their identities and become my people.

Another general asked in surprise, "He's that powerful?"

"From what I've observed, he's learned some mysterious ancient Chinese qigong..." Li Hua said shamelessly.

"What abilities does he have?"

"I'm not quite sure, I only know he's immune to bullets and has many other unknown special abilities..."

"Oh? Do you have any information on that?" The leading naval general in blue uniform was clearly very interested.

"No! I only know that the women who have learned his secret techniques are all very beautiful and intelligent, and..." Li Hua couldn't finish her sentence.

And each of them had special abilities. I thought to myself: It's a good thing I haven't had time to teach her yet, otherwise it would be quite painful for me to destroy her with my own hands.

"Then you can go back to him? If you get him, or... that would be great for us to dominate the world... even... hehe..."

"Li Hua? Gu, is that alright?" her superior asked.

"I don't know! I secretly went back to America this time, I don't know if he knows, I'm worried..."

"Douglas! What's his situation now?" Thomas asked.

"Nothing unusual. According to reports, he's still enjoying himself in Hong Kong."

I had my dear darlings dress up as me; I wonder how they've been these past few days? Have they missed me?

"Oh! Lihua, continue your report."

"Yes! I also suspect the massive riots in Indonesia in '98, the massive explosion in the western Australian desert, the sinking of a US Navy nuclear submarine in the Pacific, the flying figures photographed at the British Antarctic observation station, the reasons behind the downfall of Taiwanese President Lee Teng-hui, the sudden deaths of several British parliamentarians and police officers, and the mysterious leak of the bizarrely mutated mad cow disease from the British military's secret research decades ago, causing severe economic losses to Britain..."

"Fortunately, our country is a world leader in research on bacteria and biological weapons (the contributions of Japan's Unit 731 after World War II are indispensable), so our country hasn't experienced a mad cow disease outbreak..." the naval admiral said.

"Unfortunately, it couldn't play a role on the North Korean battlefield..." Douglas said.

"It's all because of the good deeds of the Chinese..." The naval general finished speaking and glanced at Lihua, his eyes filled with discrimination and hatred.

I used my mental power to analyze Lihua's thoughts. Besides being uneasy, she felt ashamed, secretly pleased, helpless, and fearful... She even thought to herself: Of course, the Chinese are not so easy to mess with, you bastards! I wonder if Hua Shao will blame me? I'm sorry! Hua Shao, if it weren't for surviving in America, I wouldn't have done something to betray you. It's all because we Chinese are too disunited, which led to our backwardness and being beaten...

Hmph! Thinking like that and still wholeheartedly serving the Americans? Investigating me so thoroughly, I didn't even realize your ulterior motives in time. Sigh... Maybe she really had no choice. It's indeed not easy for Chinese people to survive in America, but it's all too late. She has already caused irreparable harm to my family, and this can only be ended by destruction.

But causing their deaths without cause will only trigger a bigger investigation, and then there will be no end to the killings. Detonating the self-destruct device in the Pentagon would cause many innocent deaths, especially the innocent and adorable children in the nursery. Of course, the neutron bomb 50 meters underground and the ten atomic bombs 200 meters underground in the Pentagon must not be detonated. Causing fires, elevator malfunctions, sudden madness leading to indiscriminate shooting (this method has been used several times), death by exhaustion, heart attacks, etc., are all unsuitable for them. So, what about using telekinesis to control anti-aircraft missiles hidden in the shadows to fire at the Pentagon? Or controlling planes taking off and landing at Washington, Virginia Airport to crash into it?

No! These would all cause a large number of innocent deaths and arouse unnecessary suspicion.

At this moment, a general who had been silent suddenly said, "For such a dangerous person, doesn't your CIA deal with him?"

Thomas smiled bitterly, "To deal with him, I have already lost 57 excellent agents. Whether it's investigation or assassination, none have succeeded, except for her..." He then pointed to Gu Lihua.

"Huh? 57 people? Wasn't it 15?" Li Hua exclaimed in surprise. Now she finally understood why her superiors and even the military valued Hua Ruilong so much, and she also understood that no matter how hard she tried and how devotedly she served the Americans, she could never gain their trust.

"Hmph!" Thomas snorted coldly, his gloomy face and angry eyes almost devouring Li Hua.

I also snorted coldly. I don't know how many assassins your CIA hired have killed. If you add American soldiers and arrogant, annoying Americans, it would probably be described with that line from "The Knight Errant," "Killing one person in ten steps." Who told you to mess with me, trying to act tough and dominate in front of me! And Li Hua, if you had known this beforehand, why did you do it in the first place? Now you're suffering their cold looks for nothing.

The army general, speaking for the first time, asked again, "So, how do you plan to deal with him now?"

Thomas replied, "That's why we want to ask the military for help this time! We must take him down at all costs!"

The navy general said expressionlessly, "You CIA always come to us when you can't do anything else, but when there's something good to be had..."

"We'll definitely cooperate well from now on! This time..."

"Alright! If that doesn't work, we'll have to use cruise missiles. Now, you need to input his data into the defense system, but encrypt it as 5A top secret, Colonel Daniel!"

"Yes, sir!" Colonel Daniel opened the computer terminal and began to take the CD that Li Hua handed him.

He believed that the CD contained information about him. He had to destroy everything they knew before they could input it into the system, otherwise, while he wasn't afraid, it would bring eternal disaster to his family.

He used his telekinetic power to strike, and the colonel's limbs immediately convulsed. The CD fell onto the carpet with a thud, shattering into powder—this was the effect of his decomposition power.

"Ah! Young Master Hua, you're here?" This scene immediately terrified Li Hua, who turned pale and trembled unsteadily. She already knew I had come to America with her.

"Press the alarm!" Thomas was also terrified and lunged at the admiral's desk.

"Crack!!" With two sharp sounds, the admiral and Thomas both broke their hands that were about to press the alarm button.

"Run!" The others tried to flee, but when they reached the door, they all fell to the ground, unable to move an inch.

But then, the Pentagon's alarm suddenly went off. Everyone in the building sprang into action, some couples who had just started making love in a corner were thrown into a frenzy.

The news they received indicated that the North Tower of the World Trade Center in Manhattan had been hit by a plane, unrelated to what I was doing.

Further investigation revealed that American Airlines Flight 11, carrying 92 passengers, had been hijacked en route from Boston to Los Angeles. Wow! Who was so audacious? Was the crash caused by the crew's resistance?

The general and CIA personnel in the building also heard the alarm, as if grasping at a lifeline.

Relaxed, I calmed down and began to carefully examine the Pentagon; after all, the more I knew about it, the easier it would be to deal with.

The defense computer system was quite robust.

The White House was also alerted, but George W. Bush wasn't there. A further search revealed that he was on Air Force One, returning from Camp David and preparing to land. Bush, with a beautiful woman on his lap, was having sex on the bed in the presidential suite, ignoring the captain's warning, "Please fasten your seatbelts, the plane is about to land..." The woman on the bed was naked, looking rather disappointed.

"Mr. President! Excuse me! Just interrupting..."

Bush ignored her, continuing his work.

The intercom spoke again: "Mr. President! There's a very urgent matter..."

Bush thrust a couple more times before impatiently pressing the intercom, "What happened?" he asked, panting heavily.

"The World Trade Center in New York was hit by a plane..."

"What's the casualty situation?" Bush began thrusting again.

"It's unclear yet, but I believe there are dozens..."

"Then keep in touch and report back!" Bush again fondled the blonde woman's large breasts, making sucking noises.

It was 8:51 PM when the taxi stopped.

I pulled out $50 and handed it to the driver, saying, "Keep the change!" before getting out of the car. Of course, I tampered with the bill I gave him.

The Washington Monument, 50 meters high, is the tallest building in Washington, D.C., built in 1833, taking ten years to complete and costing $1.2 million at the time. It commemorates George Washington, who led the American people in the six-year War of Independence. But in my game *Red Alert 2*, I often bomb it down. It's also a common place for Black people to march and rally, though there aren't many tourists now.

I slowly walked up the steps, my mind still fixed on the Pentagon and the surrounding government offices, especially the CIA headquarters.

I heard the supervisor inside roaring, beating his subordinates for not reporting the suspicious Arab's whereabouts earlier.

So the hijacker was an Arab, huh! Things are getting more and more interesting. I can also take advantage of the chaos.

I condensed the water in the glass on the general's desk, letting it rise into the air and form a human face, lifelike and looking down on everyone. As they stared in disbelief, I transmitted my voice: "I believe you know who I am, right? I've come to America to destroy the information your beautiful female agent brought..." Before I finished speaking, everything on the table and floor related to me turned to ash, including a secret recording device hidden in the room.

"You...you...don't be so arrogant! This is America, I won't allow you to cause trouble in my country..." The naval admiral, though no longer as imposing, still stubbornly refused to admit it.

I scoffed, "So you can only cause trouble in other countries?"

"Please don't say that! We are still very friendly to Taiwan. If you want to be the president of Taiwan, we Americans can help you, how about it?" Thomas cleverly offered a truly attractive condition.

But it was useless against me. I laughed, "Don't even mention the president of Taiwan, I have no interest in even the president of the United States."

"Even if you kill us all, you won't escape America," Colonel Daniel said.

"Heh! I can come and go as I please, nothing can stop me. Don't be naive! You think the sirens outside are sounding for you? Heh! You're wrong, it's your economic center, New York, the World Trade Center in Manhattan, that was hit by your passenger planes, causing significant damage!"

"Nonsense!" the general retorted, but then asked, "Who did it?"

"I heard from your CIA headquarters that it seems to be an Arab."

"Impossible! Impossible!! Let me go! What have you done to us?"

"I just restricted your freedom. Who told you to take an interest in me when you had nothing better to do? So I had to repay you." My watery face blinked and flew closer to the general.

"Ruilong! It's all my fault, please don't hurt the innocent, okay?" Lihua cried out in shame and fear.

"Fine! But there are basically no innocent people here, except for those children!" I said coldly.

"Do you want to destroy the entire building?" the general beside me exclaimed.

“No, not at all! To be honest, Earth needs your ever-growing nation…” I (my water-faced model) glanced at their puzzled expressions and launched into a long explanation: “If all the countries in the world were roughly equal in strength, it would be like the Warring States period in China, with constant, uncontrollable, and endless warfare, which could very well lead to the destruction of Earth’s civilization…” I paused, taking in their thoughts, and sighed, “Actually, the real threat to Earthlings doesn’t come from Earth itself, but from extraterrestrial forces. The aliens hiding in these regions I’m talking about are from an interstellar civilization that is only 50 to 100 million years more advanced than Earth, and they are just ordinary interstellar explorers. In this boundless universe, how many civilizations are more advanced than us? Compared to them, Earth is like a monkey compared to humans. So I hope that we Earthlings can accelerate the pace of civilization’s progress, try not to kill each other, and focus our energy on improving and strengthening ourselves, and breaking out of the solar system.”

“You…” The naval general was surprised that I knew so much.

"You speak so eloquently, yet you do so many things that disrupt world peace?" another general retorted righteously.

I laughed angrily, "You really know how to play the victim! Fine! There's still time, let's have a debate. If I'm completely wrong and speechless, you can live."

"Fine! You said it yourself. Let me ask you first, why did you kill so many of my agents?"

"Because they wanted to harm my interests, which is the greatest interest that your US government always talks about (protecting). And as far as I know, your US government often uses your soldiers as test subjects to enhance your advanced weapons. Not to mention biological and chemical weapons, just look at your use of large quantities of radioactive weapons during the Gulf War, without warning your soldiers or other people about the security risks in that area. So the number of people I killed is nothing compared to your US government's so-called accidental bombing—it's like comparing a murderer to a serial killer. I remember someone in a Hollywood movie saying: 'Kill one person, kill ten, kill a serial killer; kill a million, kill a conqueror.' So this reason doesn't hold water. And some of those female agents you mentioned didn't die."

"Then where are they?"

"Of course I've already betrayed you... Heh heh!!"

The naval admiral didn't care about that. To save his life, he asked a new question: "Did you cause the sinking of the US Navy nuclear submarine in the Pacific?" He didn't care about the rest, such as how many Japanese died in Taipei, what happened at the Yasukuni Shrine and the Japanese youth group ship, or the Indonesian riots and the Asian financial crisis.

Americans are Americans, the most pragmatic and realistic people in the world. I smiled and said, "Yes! I sank it. Are you asking about the potential safety of that sea area if a nuclear leak were to occur?"

The general said sullenly, "Yes! What are your intentions?"

"Hahaha! You Americans care the least about the safety of other countries. You love to send nuclear submarines into other countries' waters to threaten their security. Since you don't value other people's lives, what right do you have to demand that others respect the lives of Americans? And do you even know what your submarine was trying to do?"

The general didn't want to answer, but Thomas asked curiously, "What was our submarine trying to do?"

"That nuclear submarine seemed to be carrying out your orders, General? Trying to sink me when I was vacationing on the Ocean Explorer (the world's largest luxury cruise ship)." Ignoring the gasps of the others, I sneered, "You're willing to risk the lives of over 5,000 people on board just to get rid of me. Did you want to cause an accident? If I hadn't had so many beautiful women with me, I would have let you have your way. Most of the people on board were British; I could have just revealed the truth to the world. But I couldn't ignore my women, so they had to die. They were the weaker sex in my eyes! Isn't this world about survival of the fittest? Besides, I only allowed the submarine to take on water; I didn't damage the reactor's safety devices or the bomb bay. Oh, right! I remember the nuclear submarine you're so concerned about is the same one that rammed and sank a Japanese fishing boat near Hawaii a few months ago, resulting in over 20 deaths and disappearances." Actually, whether the Japanese died or not was none of my business. They and the Americans were practically wolves and jackals. I just enjoyed reopening their wounds.

The general, knowing he was in the wrong, cursed me inwardly. His heart ached not for the lives of his soldiers, but for the strategic nuclear submarine worth billions. He also regretted using a sledgehammer to crack a nut, failing miserably and now facing the prospect of losing his own life.

Seeing their regret, I added fuel to the fire, delivering an even bigger blow: "Unfortunately! Just now at 9:03 AM Eastern Time, another hijacked passenger plane crashed into the South Tower of the World Trade Center. It was United Airlines Flight 175, flying from Boston to Los Angeles, with 65 passengers on board..."

"Enough! I've had enough of you! These horrific things are all done by you, you despicable Chinese... Ah!" Colonel Daniel's tongue was already immobilized.

"Wrong! This is all the result of your government's hegemonic practices and the creation of hatred and numerous enemies in various parts of the world. Take your new president, George W. Bush, for example. From his use of double standards in handling international issues, to his withdrawal from the Kyoto Protocol for short-term gains at the expense of the environment, to his unwillingness to apologize to African countries and Black people (for the historical enslavement of Black people), to his pro-Israel Middle East policy, which has led to the ongoing Israeli-Palestinian conflict and countless bloodshed, all of this shows that your people have chosen a leader who is completely unsuitable for this era. So now, disaster has struck." I began to look for ways to destroy them; no amount of debate with them could awaken their conscience.

"Did you orchestrate and trigger the 1998 Asian financial crisis?"

"Hahaha! You guys are really stupid! Although I made a lot of money in that financial crisis, I don't have the power to control the Asian economy, or even the world's economy. Besides, I'm not as interested in money as you think; tens or hundreds of billions are enough for me to squander. And that Asian financial crisis was caused by your American conglomerate, represented by George Soros, which led to many bankruptcies and suicides… If it weren't for my person (Tang Mengxin) cracking their plan early, I probably would have suffered considerable losses too. Heh!"

Hmm? A meteorite weighing about two tons is teetering and tumbling in outer space 200,000 meters above Earth, seemingly about to brush past.

Good! I'll choose it; let's make it a meteorite impact. Objects from outer space burn up upon entering the atmosphere, but a meteorite this size, after burning, would be enough to completely destroy this office in the southwest corner of the Pentagon, covering up the evidence. But I've never manipulated an object from such a distance before.

Using my inner energy to assist my will, I rush towards the meteorite, steady!

Penetrate! Envelop!

Good! Finally, I've managed to control it, but now I must calculate its entry angle into the atmosphere, since the impact force of a meteorite once inside is unparalleled.

But Thomas wasn't giving up, suddenly asking, "Did you cause the mad cow disease in Britain?"

Luckily, I was multitasking, otherwise he might have distracted me. I laughed, "Yes! Is there anything wrong with that?"

"So you bankrupted British farmers, and they hurt you?"

This guy actually has some sense. I said seriously, "No! But I must remind you, there have been two previous outbreaks of mad cow disease in Britain. Do you know that the virus was secretly developed by the British military? What were their motives? Don't tell me they were doing it for the health of people and animals in other countries. Humph! Although I don't know how the previous two outbreaks of mad cow disease were caused, I think a country that has historically relied on plundering the resources and wealth of other countries to develop and become powerful, doesn't feel ashamed or remorseful for what it did in the past, but instead gloats about it, and even cruelly colonized the African continent in modern times, is now blaming others for the bitter fruit of its own making? Besides, mad cow disease has not caused any health problems for people (although one or two people have died). Furthermore, why won't the military use the preventative serum to treat them? Are they afraid that their biological weapons will fail?

" "Nonsense! There's nothing like that. You..."

I interrupted Thomas, "This is absolutely true. Don't think I don't know. You, Britain's close ally, also have serum to prevent the SKDI3 virus. Why don't you promote humanitarianism?" "What place do the people and voters hold in your hearts?"

They were speechless for a moment, their faces ashen.

I sighed again, "There have been enough disasters on Earth. You don't consider the happiness and peace of all humanity; you only want your own country to be strong, stronger, and stronger! You ignore the meaning of human life. Now look at your powerful nation, yet you still can't defend against suicide attacks by those filled with intense hatred. If they possess weapons of mass destruction, what do you think the consequences will be?" My face lightly lifted, moved to the window, and "looked" outside. Then I sighed again, saying in a very human way, "Look! How blue the sky is outside! Why can't the warm sunshine dispel the gloom in people's hearts? What kind of hatred made them hijack three planes? To carry out a suicide attack?" The controlled meteorite had entered the atmosphere.

"Three? Where did the third plane crash?" "The admiral exclaimed.

"Just now, American Airlines Flight 77, carrying 64 passengers, was also hijacked en route from Washington to Los Angeles. The target seemed to be a government building in Washington, but it was shot down by your anti-aircraft missiles and crashed in the forest southwest of Washington."

"My God! This can't be real." It

's not real yet. Judging by the speed at which that meteorite fell, in two minutes it will be your Pentagon. Hmm? The meteorite burning at high temperature may be due to its overall irregularity, causing it to deviate slightly from my intended trajectory during its high-speed fall. I quickly activated all my power to correct its flight path.

Most of the burning and molten material has been lost, but I believe that this nearly one ton of meteorite iron is enough to destroy them.

"General Depp! Please come to the operations room immediately. Admiral North is waiting for you!" The communication system on the table transmitted the notification from the operations room.

"Help me! Help..." The general, slumped in his chair, struggled to reach the communicator.

"It's no use! In a little over a minute, you will be meeting God." "I used Shui Lian's voice to say, 'If God doesn't want to see you, then go report to Satan. With your schemes and ambitions, I believe Satan won't treat you unfairly...'

'No! No!! It won't...' General North cried out in despair, his repeated calls echoing, but the room was very soundproof.

Upon receiving the report, General North in the operations command center immediately ordered someone to investigate.

The Earth is constantly rotating, so I was constantly adjusting the angle of the meteorite's descent.

Looking up at the sky, I saw a white-red streak of light streak across the heavens, just as the messenger arrived at the door and knocked.

"Ruilong! Do you hate me?" Lihua suddenly asked.

"I don't hate you anymore!" This is not only because you are about to leave this world, but also because we shared some very pleasant and wonderful days. Although you had ulterior motives, it was something you couldn't choose. Many other Chinese will be used by the CIA to gather intelligence, just like you.

"Thank you! Did you ever love me?"

"I don't know! I can't distinguish between love and liking, or lust, possession... Well! Goodbye! I wish you good luck in your next life."

"Reporting, General! A meteorite is hurtling towards Washington at high speed..." the soldier in charge of radar in the operations center urgently reported.

"Diameter? Speed? Aspect?"

"Approximately three meters, impacting the ground in five seconds, landing point: the Pentagon..."

"Use anti-aircraft missiles immediately! You bastards!" General North roared.

"Too late..." The alarm lights in the operations room had already turned red, and everyone was terrified.

The meteorite landed precisely at the southwest corner of the Pentagon, above Li Hua and the others, with a tremendous "BOOM!"

A hole several times larger than the one blasted into the Chinese Embassy in Yugoslavia by American missiles formed from the roof to the first floor. The general's office and its occupants were gone, and several adjacent rooms had vanished, replaced by raging fire and billowing smoke... This supposedly largest and most secure headquarters of the US military in the world had suffered its first attack.

The explosion and smoke shocked the entire city of Washington.

The Pentagon staff immediately evacuated.

Soon, major traffic arteries were blocked off, and police cars and fire trucks rushed in.

Faced with all this, I felt neither ecstatic relief nor triumphant pride; only a faint sorrow—sorrow for myself, for I, like them, was a master of self-destruction.

I had no interest in what the president was doing, sullenly climbing off the woman. Some members of parliament, hiding in secret rooms, were discussing who had perpetrated so many horrific acts of terror in such a short time. One member boldly speculated that it might have been the Chinese, in retaliation for NATO's "accidental" bombing of the embassy in Yugoslavia. However, most people's attention was focused on Osama bin Laden. Ignoring the astonished stares at the black smoke rising into the blue sky, in a place unseen and without surveillance cameras, I removed my Alabama costume and headed for the subway.

Officials on the radio and at the government press briefing stated that the Pentagon suffered a suicide bombing attack from a hijacked plane (actually American Airlines Flight 77, carrying 64 passengers from Washington to Los Angeles, which was first hijacked and then shot down by an anti-aircraft missile in the forest southwest of Washington), causing enormous damage.

Pentagon, FBI, CIA, and various government agencies, police, and firefighters were all instructed to maintain strict secrecy and not to disclose that the Pentagon was not damaged by an airplane, let alone a meteorite. Furthermore, the wreckage of the downed plane in the forest southwest of Washington was tightly sealed off, and National Guard troops and soldiers from air force bases were mobilized, as if facing a major crisis.

I immediately understood the purpose and intention of the US government's deliberate concealment of this event. Because if this were reported truthfully, the families of the victims of the downed plane would find it unacceptable. Furthermore, the (new) US government, which has always considered itself the embodiment of justice, would not want the world to know that the Pentagon was attacked by a meteor from outer space; this would be tantamount to divine punishment, creating an unjust image for the Pentagon, the central hub of the war machine. How then could the US continue to profit from foreign wars? Another point is that blaming this on terrorists or hostile countries would help the US gain sympathy from other nations, garnering more support when it wields its big stick in the future.

I have to admire the wisdom of the American think tank; they came up with such a brilliant plan in such a short time. I believe that for a long time to come, the US can swagger around and bite wildly.

But misfortune never comes singly; two loud explosions were heard on the north side of Constitution Avenue, right near the State Department.

Two minutes later, the radio reported a car bomb explosion near the State Department, and the announcer lamented that this was one of the saddest days for America.

On the long-distance bus to New York, I had changed my appearance for the third time.

Suddenly, news came from New York that the South Tower of the World Trade Center had collapsed at 10:05 AM Eastern Time, sending dust and debris flying everywhere. It

was truly heartbreaking, but also incredibly fortunate. Last year, when I visited New York, our New York branch needed to find a new office building due to space issues. Manager Li suggested we rent the World Trade Center. I inspected both the North and South Towers, and although I felt they were good in all aspects, for some reason, I had a bad feeling, so I didn't choose them and instead opted for the St. Arues Tower next to the Empire State Building. I wondered if the collapse of such a tall building would affect surrounding buildings, so my initial interest in observing the chaos shifted to concern for the company's employees, even though there weren't many Chinese people in the company.

But 23 minutes later, I heard the news of the North Tower's collapse. I knew this day was a day of great tragedy for America, and the impact on the American and global economy would be enormous.

The highways to New York were blocked, so the car had to turn back, and I got off at a motel.

In the restaurant, people had no appetite; they watched the television reports of the World Trade Center collapse with horrified eyes. I found an empty table, sat down, and ordered two hamburgers.

Then I "enjoyed" the repeated reports of the two World Trade Center towers being struck by two Boeing passenger planes from multiple angles.

At 10:37 AM Eastern Time, United Airlines Flight 93, flying from Newark, New Jersey to San Francisco, crashed 80 miles southeast of Pittsburgh. It was estimated that all 45 passengers on board perished.

At 11:34 AM Eastern Time, a United Airlines Boeing 757 flying from Newark to San Francisco crashed in western Pennsylvania, between New York and Washington, in the woods 120 miles northeast of this motel. I observed 43 people on board; the captain and first officer had their throats slit. The pilot was the Arab man who had been praying for God's protection.

At 11:41 PM Eastern Time, the US government released the latest (total) casualty figures: 638 dead and 4,972 missing. September 11th was declared a National Emergency Mobilization Day, urging all Americans to unite and resolutely combat all terrorist activities, as well as organizations and countries that harbor terrorists.

Chapter 119 ◆ Naval Showdown

For the first time since feeling invincible on Earth, I felt a powerful enemy approaching, and this feeling grew stronger, igniting a surge of heat throughout my body. Something inexplicable seemed like a powerful magnetic field, strongly drawing my attention to the distance.

"Young Master Long! What's wrong?" Xue Long asked curiously, putting down her knife.

I remained gazing out the window, saying calmly, "Something is calling me! I need to go." Ignoring Xue Ling, who was still diligently serving my "treasure" under the table, I pulled my "treasure" from her mouth and strode towards the large window, not even bothering to put it back in my pants.

Xue Ling said coquettishly, "Young Master Long! Where are you going? I..." and then climbed out of the table, her outstanding breasts perfectly displayed outside her clothes.

Xuelong, Meifang, Yujiao, and Yuzhi also quickly stood up and gathered around.

I turned back and smiled, "My darlings! Enjoy your dinner. I'll call you if I don't make it back tonight. Sorry! Excuse me!" Before their hands could touch my clothes, I dashed towards the massive glass window.

Just as my nose was about to touch it, the glass disintegrated completely into the air. My body had already flown 30 meters outside before I heard their surprised cries.

In an instant, I soared out of the garden, plunging down a cliff tens of meters high, startling several seagulls that had forgotten their home.

Facing the wind, I nimbly and lightly touched the smooth, hard rocks of the shore, shooting towards the crest of a wave. The salty taste filled my mouth and nose; my darlings had already retreated into my pants. That moving, mysterious thing was moving from the Pacific Ocean towards Taiwan.

Skimming the sea surface, flying low forward, I felt even freer than a bird.

In less than half a minute, the outline of Hainan Island's coastline had disappeared into the night behind me.

At my propeller-driven speed, I'd reach Taiwan in about 20 minutes. I wasn't worried about my stamina; my only concern was missing that mysterious thing. I had a vague, growing sense of familiarity with it.

But a minor problem soon arose: a carrier battle group emerged from the Taiwan Strait and approached from my side. Ahead were two frigates, and underwater were four submarines (one of which was a strategic nuclear submarine) and twelve dolphins. I immediately guessed it was the USS Kitty Hawk, departing from Okinawa, Japan, bound for the Arabian Sea to deter Saddam Hussein in Iraq.

They were none of my concern; as long as they didn't provoke me, I continued accelerating, since I wouldn't appear on their radar anyway.

However, an American sailor on one of the frigates, holding up binoculars, shouted in American English, "Someone! There! There's someone over there... fly over..." His superior immediately questioned him through his headset. He rubbed his eyes and muttered, "Maybe I'm seeing things..."

Soon, the battle group disappeared from my sight.

The wind at sea grew stronger, the waves higher, and the night darker, but none of this affected me in the slightest.

When the outline of Taiwan's coastline appeared in my perception in the darkness, I immediately sensed that the mysterious, rapidly moving object had suddenly stopped, somewhere southeast of Hualien. A few seconds later, that mysterious force flew towards me; it seemed it had also discovered me.

I felt a surge of exhilaration, a sense of having met my match; the days of loneliness at the top were gone forever.

Excitedly, I increased my speed and charged forward.

However, the southernmost tip of Taiwan blocked my path. Going around by sea would add hundreds of kilometers to my journey. Crossing directly by land, I wasn't sure I wouldn't be spotted.

After only two seconds of thought, I decided to cross directly, flying over the city to minimize the disturbance.

So I intensified my inner strength, and the moment my foot touched the sand, I sprang into the air, shooting straight towards the city.

A couple strolling on the beach screamed and blinked, but when they looked back at me, I was gone.

I sped past the rooftops of various tall buildings, and several children looking at the stars on the rooftops shouted "Spider-Man!"

After passing the car city, there was Mudan.

Then came some villages and towns; Lin Qidi's hometown seemed to be nearby.

Then I returned to the sea.

The feeling became clearer and clearer; I was now certain that it was a person, and someone whose strength was definitely no less than mine.

Finally, we met 12 kilometers northeast of Huoshao Island.

Although the night was dark, I could clearly see the face and clothing of the man standing on the sea 100 meters away. He wore

a black bodysuit made of an unknown material, somewhere between a spacesuit and a diving suit. His long, flowing hair fluttered against the wind, and his handsome face was no less striking than mine; he was also of Asian descent, and very likely Chinese. He also coldly sized me up, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Who are you?" His mouth didn't move, but the meaning was already in my mind.

I immediately guessed who he was, and a mix of surprise, joy, satisfaction, and a sense of accomplishment overwhelmed me. Not to be outdone, I replied telepathically, "Don't ask who I am yet! I want to test my skills against you, how about it?"

"Hehe! Very good! Since Ji Ru disappeared, finding an opponent has become a luxury. Thank you! Come on!" The man slowly rose into the air, incredibly handsome, but his aura immediately assaulted me.

I, too, rose from the undulating sea, spreading my arms, my powerful aura also striking him, while simultaneously gathering all my strength to its peak. My telepathic voice chuckled, "I've always longed to meet an opponent like you. Be careful, I won't hold back, I only want a satisfying battle! I hope you can grant my wish!"

"Alright! Disciple! Your master won't be polite! Hahaha!"

Hmph! He truly lived up to his reputation, guessing my identity so quickly. Good! But I won't be polite.

Two intersecting cross-shaped slashes tore through the air, but as he smiled, the force vanished without a trace. Simultaneously, his left arm spun rapidly, unleashing a spiraling gust of wind carrying destructive power, but this was weakened by the aura I had created around me, completely dissipating by the time it reached five meters in front of me.

"Boundless Ocean!" My icy strike instantly condensed the moisture in the air and the seawater below into a "rain of ice needles"—finer than needles, harder than titanium, and denser than rain—which I then unleashed towards him.

But with a single swing, a massive surge of intensely hot, disintegrating true energy instantly melted and dissolved them. He even shouted, "Take this palm strike and see!" without using his willpower.

I could clearly sense the power of this palm strike, so I also went all out, using all my strength to unleash my attack on him.

"Bang!" The two palms struck together, creating an explosion louder than thunder. The space around us distorted and exploded outwards, causing the seawater to burst open instead of rising upwards, creating a two-kilometer-wide and deep crater that stretched all the way to the seabed. Fish and shrimp perished, and all life was vaporized. It

was truly earth-shattering and awe-inspiring!

We were also thrown back by the immense force, but we only retreated thirty meters before stopping.

"Want to continue the competition, disciple?" he laughed.

"Of course we'll compete! We haven't decided who's better yet! But I'd like to know, what's that bracelet on your left wrist?"

"Haha! As expected of my disciple, you have excellent taste. It's one of the components of 'Star Rain.'"

"I can feel its immense power, something we humans can't match."

"That's right! Its true weight is even greater than Earth's."

"Wow! This... never mind, let's continue the competition, but someone's disturbing us. How about we find another place, Master?" Fire Island had already dispatched a helicopter to investigate.

"Let's head 100 kilometers out to sea!"

"Okay! Let's see who gets there first!"

"Alright! Let's go!"

"Ready! Go!"

We shot off like bullets at the same time.

But ahead, at the finish line, a Japanese whaling ship was returning fully loaded, speeding towards Japan.

But in our eyes, it was as slow as a snail, getting in our way. I was immediately annoyed, but out of respect for my master, I still asked for his opinion: "How about it?"

My master immediately understood and laughed: "Hehe! Pass through the ship! Let's see who breaks it down the fastest and most thoroughly! And who reaches the finish line first."

"Okay!"

As soon as he finished speaking, we were already close to the ship's side.

A dozen or so Japanese men were having dinner, still arguing about whose grandfather had killed the most people and raped the most women in China. But before they could even react, they, their ship, their prey (whale meat in the freezer), and even the smug, unrestrained laughter still echoing in the cabin, were completely and simultaneously dissolved into the air by my apprentice and me, working in the front and back halves of the ship, as if they had never existed. All that remained was a long trail of water left by the propellers.

But I was still a step behind.

Master Gao Xingyu praised, "Very good! Worthy of being my disciple. How old are you?"

"Guess?" I said slyly, this was also a test for my master.

"Sixteen or seventeen, I guess!"

"Wow! Master is truly amazing, you even guessed correctly. Many people who don't know me say I'm 20. Impressive!" I said sincerely.

"Really?" Master Gao Xingyu exclaimed in surprise, "You're really only sixteen or seventeen? How many years have you been practicing 'Male Supremacy Yang Gong'?"

"Six years!" "I said smugly, seeing my master's surprised expression, I was overjoyed.

"Tsk tsk...you kid, you're lucky! Impressive! Truly, the younger generation surpasses the older!"

"However, my skill is still inferior to yours!"

"Hehe! If you had experiences like mine ('Stirring Up the World,' 'Romantic World,' 'Wandering the World'), you would know...hehehe..."

"Hehehe what?"

"We'll talk about it later! You seem to have forgotten the purpose of our visit, haven't you?"

The dozen or so lives just now seemed like a dozen or so fish, utterly insignificant. In my eyes, they were indeed not even worth a yellow croaker in the deep sea.

I laughed: "Of course I haven't forgotten, I definitely lose to you in skill, how about we compare something else?"

"Hehe! Anything is fine, master follows disciple."

"We'll compare superpowers—mental strength, lightness skill can only be used as an aid."

"Alright! Fair! We are both explorers of the mysterious brain domain, let's see how we each study and cultivate!" "But I hope you won't make me suffer the loneliness of being at the top again."

I understood the hidden meaning in his words and laughed, "Don't worry! Your disciple won't die young, nor will I disappoint you!"

"Alright! But I'm not very confident in controlling my willpower, so let's use the ocean as a comparison!"

"Okay! Please tell me the rules of the game, Master."

"Facing east from here, at an angle of 30 degrees..." He gestured the direction, "Within the water's surface, there's no limit to the distance at which living beings can perceive. Let's see who can perceive the farthest and most accurate situation! And you can't kill anyone indiscriminately."

"Wow! Master! You're so cunning and treacherous! Alright! As you wish! Who goes first?" I confidently withdrew my protective aura, retaining only my light-footed ability to stand in the air. I knew my master wouldn't be jealous of my achievements and would have thoughts of killing me, because his feelings were the same as mine.

Master Gao Xingyu also dispersed his protective aura, smiling as he stood facing the wind, and said, "Are you ready?" "

Wait a minute, let me relax. I'm so excited to meet you."

"Hehe! Don't fall for your master! Your master isn't interested in men. Hahaha!"

"Master! Your way of relaxing people is really unique!"

"Really? My woman praises me like that too!"

"You're really old and not keeping your ways! Alright! Come on! One!"

"Two!"

"Three!" We chanted at the same time, our senses immediately spreading forward!

Although our minds were working, our mouths weren't idle!

Gao Xingyu said, "I'm not old at all! Guess how old I am?"

"1600 years old?"

"Wrong! Let me let you guess again."

"1000 years old!"

"Still wrong! I'm actually 86 years old."

"Wow! Then I should call you Grandpa Master, right?" I joked.

"Hehe! Each stone is quite ancient, so you call yourself the Stone Ancestor?"

"67 people!" "We suddenly exclaimed simultaneously, the first thing that appeared in our perception was the Aegis cruiser near Midway.

"7824 people!" This was the number of people on various ships and boats of all sizes on Midway Island, in the port, and nearby, including the unborn child of a US military family member, not including the people on the six submarines below the surface.

My master and I exchanged admiring glances. The contest continued, but the area we perceived grew larger with the increasing distance.

We still hadn't decided a winner by the time we reached Hawaii.

"Forget it! Let's try something else! This is boring." My master, Gao Xingyu, was the first to become impatient.

"Okay! But this time I'll make the suggestion."

"Alright! Go ahead!" My master and I withdrew our spiritual energy.

Let's play a water fight! Using the same amount of seawater, you can only subtract water, not add any. Whoever runs out of water first loses.

"Hmm! Very creative, explain in more detail." "

It's like this: you and I each create a 100,000-ton water figure. They must be completely suspended in the air above the sea. Whoever touches the surface loses. Any water that breaks off, scatters, or spills out cannot be controlled

or retrieved, just like a part of the body that can't be reattached once it's cut off. In the end, whoever runs out of water first, or whoever has the most water when they want to stop playing, wins." "So all of this can only be controlled by thought?"

"Yes! Anyone who violates this loses!"

"Alright! Interesting! Come on!" A giant water figure immediately rose from the sea two hundred meters away.

I quickly used my mind to control a 100,000-ton giant water figure, standing opposite the giant water figure my master had created. It looked exactly like me, even the hair was clearly visible.

"Hehe! Interesting! I'll try too!" The water figure my master created immediately transformed into his likeness, so detailed that even the internal organs, blood vessels, and nerves were like a real person.

I laughed, "Master! You're so meticulous! But that's useless. Watch my ice figure!" "As soon as I finished speaking, my water sprite froze instantly, becoming an ice man, except for its joints, which remained unfrozen to facilitate movement.

'Good! Let's see which is stronger, your ice man or my water man? Come on, apprentice!'

'Alright!' " "My ice puppet soared into the air, determined to obliterate Master's water puppet in one strike, body and soul. I believe he'd be too embarrassed to imitate me and become an ice puppet again. Let's see how he handles my fatal blow.

Unexpectedly, Master's water puppet, seemingly huge and clumsy, moved and dodged with a speed and agility no less than his own. I knew I was still a step behind him.

But he had an even bigger surprise that astonished me.

The water puppet he controlled with his mind was like a real person. Every detail of its form was crafted by Master Xingyu to make it like us, capable of using true qi and martial arts. He had essentially brought it to life—a water puppet with powerful and mysterious true qi, combined with Master's spiritual power. It was a complete, amplified version of Master Xingyu. My ice puppet, on the other hand, was just an ice puppet, lacking the supreme power of an ice puppet.

So, it was like two complete people facing one and a half of us, and the crucial part was my half.

'Master! You cheated! You said it could only be controlled by thought and spiritual power…' Secretly, I was already preparing to use another method."

"Hehe! My dear disciple, I said we'd only use mental power, but I never said we couldn't use the water figures we create! If you're not satisfied, you can do the same as me, I'm waiting for you!"

"No need!" Actually, I couldn't create such a detailed, complex, lifelike human body, so I used another method: using myself to deal with his ice figure, just like the ancient horse racing principle—using my strongest against his weakest, because we hadn't clearly stated that I couldn't attack the water figures.

With a thought, my incomparably powerful mental decomposition force swiftly attacked.

Unfortunately, he was already prepared, not only with mental power to resist, but also with the added power of true qi. Just as I was about to cry out in alarm, my ice figure, which only had physical defense, vanished without a trace under the dual decomposition force of mental power and true qi. This attack was entirely launched by Master Xingyu and his water figure together.

I lost convincingly! Once again, I experienced the unchanging truth that "there are heavens beyond heavens, and people beyond people." He readily admitted, "Master! I lost."

Xingyu laughed heartily, "Old Jiang is still the most cunning,

isn't he?" "Yes, yes! Master, please come to my humble abode. I have many things I want to say to you."

"Alright! I also want to spar with you, but right now I want to try creating a sea god to play with..."

"Oh? How?" I

asked with great interest. "Haha! I've always wanted to do this, but it would consume a lot of my power, and might even lead to a life-threatening crisis. Now that I have a disciple like you... By the way! What's your name? Why haven't you told me yet?"

"Hehe! It's because you're too lazy to ask, Master, that I'm too lazy to say either. My name is Hua Ruilong!"

"Good! Hua boy! With your current level, I believe you understand what 'nascent soul forming an infant' and 'simulated soul' are. Now that it has a body, let me remove its impurities, go!" The aquatic organisms, salt, metal elements, and various impurities inside the giant water creature instantly vanished, leaving only pure water.

"Master! It would be better to create a beautiful sea goddess; it would be more pleasing to the eye."

"Hehe! That makes sense!" As Xingyu finished speaking, the giant water person had transformed into a huge water sphere, gradually emitting a mysterious blue light.

I knew that the beautiful sea goddess created by Master Xingyu was actually inside the water sphere, and had shrunk to the size of a normal person.

The energy in the space, especially the positive poles, was rapidly condensing into the water sphere.

In the end, the water sphere became hollow except for the water person who was about to become the sea goddess, but the shape of the water sphere did not increase. The blue-light water person floated inside the sphere with outstretched arms, eyes slightly closed, with a dignified and beautiful appearance, and a well-proportioned and graceful figure. It was obviously the standard of the most beautiful woman in Master's eyes. Unfortunately, everything was only one color.

"Little Dragon! Now you are in charge of condensing energy. I want to clone and split some thoughts and mental power into her. Whether it succeeds or not depends on you. From now on, we will communicate with our thoughts." After saying that, Xingyu shot into the giant water sphere that was floating in mid-air like a soap bubble.

"Okay! Leave it to me, I won't let you down, and I won't let myself have any regrets." My thoughts reached out to Xingyu.

The mysterious positive poles in the space were the fewest and most difficult to collect. So I flew up to directly above the water bubble sphere, gently stepping on the glowing water sphere, as if touching a balloon.

Various energies, through me as a conductor, accelerated their condensation towards this strange water sphere.

Xingyu, head down and feet up, was head-to-head with the water-human, performing a complex act of creating a god.

"Little Dragon! We've entered the final stage, but I need more energy..."

"Understood!" But now, I've almost absorbed all the energy within a million kilometers of Earth. So I used my "expansion and amplification" method, and the water sphere floated up 1,000 meters, while a giant satellite antenna formed from seawater appeared on the surface, about the size of a square kilometer. Compared to it, the water sphere was like a sesame seed compared to a watermelon.

"Haha! Little Dragon! Well done, truly worthy of being my good disciple." Although Xingyu's eyes were closed inside the blue light water sphere, everything outside the sphere was completely within his perception.

Energy, passing through my special device, continued to flow in.

With Xingyu's cry of "It's done!", the blue light water sphere shattered and disappeared.

The humanoid blue light beauty came to life, curiously observing everything before her, stretching her body to celebrate her birth.

"Master! We should give her a name."

"Let's call her 'Haina'!"

"Good! 'The sea embraces all rivers,' truly a wonderful name!"

"Thank you!" Haina said to Xingyu telepathically, "Should I call you Father? Or..."

"No need! Just call her Xingyu! Although you are an energy body I created, you have your own independent thoughts, and my experience, knowledge, and power have all been copied to you. However, you still have a long way to go before becoming a true god. You must absorb a lot more energy. When you can tear through space, you will truly be a god."

"Wow! Master! When can we become gods?" I asked, my eyes filled with envy.

“You can do it now!” Xingyu said with a smile.

“Really?” I was thrilled.

“You just need to concentrate your thoughts and spirit, and then destroy your physical body, and

you can be like Haina.” “Ah? No way!” There are so many beautiful women waiting for me to love!

“Hehe! Isn’t that it! Okay, I have to go back to Fuzhou to see my family.”

“Master! Wait for me!” I rushed after her, while Haina flew leisurely above us.

"Master! According to what you just said, doesn't that mean we can't die? What if our bodies die one day, but our spirits still exist?"

"Yes! And we can even exist in a body, or create our own."

"Wow! Doesn't that mean we become ghosts?"

"Hehe! Ghosts, gods, demons... who can tell the difference?"

I thought for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "Right! Master, we have to cross the strait to get back to Fuzhou. Why don't we come to my house? I'll treat you to a proper meal."

"Where do you live? What do you eat?"

"I have homes all over the world. I have homes in major cities on the island of Taiwan. The closest one is Hualien. As for food... what do you want to eat?"

"Let's go to Taipei! I've wanted to visit Taipei for a long time. Okay! We can do a sightseeing this time. As for food... catch it yourself!" Master Xingyu slowed down, channeling her true energy into the sea, searching for delicious fresh seafood.

Hehe! Interesting! Haina and I also joined the fishing competition.

In just five seconds, I had caught a three-ton shark, four yellow croakers weighing over ten pounds each, ten groupers weighing over five pounds each, thirty lobsters weighing over three pounds each, two sea turtles, an eight-meter-long squid, and twenty large tuna...

Master Xingyu did almost the same.

Only Haina brought three of everything, and suddenly the sea within a 300-meter radius was filled with all kinds of fish, shrimp, turtles, and crabs, like a pilgrimage gathering.

Xingyu and I shook our heads, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Master! Let's have another competition, at the 1 o'clock direction, to see who gets to the shore first! How about it?"

"Okay! But let's add a bit of difficulty, we'll each ride a 'lively seafood dragon,' how about that?"

"Alright! It would be best if we attacked each other, using every trick in the book!"

"Agreed! Let's go!" Master Xingyu selected some seafood, and with the seawater, instantly created a five-meter-long water dragon.

I wasn't going to be outdone, and almost simultaneously, I created a dragon that was even more lifelike than his.

Haina acted as referee, unleashing a bolt of lightning that ripped through the night sky, and we immediately flew off at high speed.

Before reaching the shore, my master Xingyu and I exchanged blows, unleashing all sorts of lightning, flames, strong winds, and icy rain...

Chapter 120 ◆ A Man of Intrigue (Section 1)

"At 7:35 PM tonight, a strange tsunami occurred in the waters off Taitung, at 121.5 degrees east longitude and 22.8 degrees north latitude, which is 7 nautical miles northeast of Green Island (Fire Island). However, Director Guo Tianxiong, the head of the Earthquake Disaster Early Warning Center, said that no seismic waves were detected... This is BSC Lin Tianyu reporting to Taitung..."

Hehe! The tsunami that my master and I created must have alarmed quite a few people, right? Especially when we landed on the beach near Toucheng, the huge waves must have frightened many people, and there was also lightning, thunder, and all sorts of strange noises.

"Young Master Long! What are you laughing at? Are you really already in Taipei? You...you...you arrived so quickly?" Xuelong's voice came from the phone.

"Yes! I'm so sorry about tonight. I promised to stay with you, but I... I'm so sorry! I'll definitely make it up to you next time. I'll be back in a few days."

"Okay! Say hello to Xueling and the others for me. How are Bao Bao and the others?"

"They're fine! They've just been put to sleep... Oh right! Oh no, I'm so hungry. I haven't had dinner yet!"

"Alright then! Go eat! Kisses! *smack* Kiss you! Kiss Xueling and the others too!!"

"Haha! You truly are worthy of being my disciple! So charming!" Xingyu exclaimed.

I kissed the microphone a few times before hanging up, and said smugly, "How was it? Master! My woman is pretty good, isn't she?"

"Beautiful! Charming! She's the best of the best. I was captivated by her!" Master Xingyu actually stared at my woman with a lecherous look right in front of me.

"Master! Where is your woman?" I was more concerned about his woman than about why he appeared more than a thousand years later, where he came from, what exciting experiences he had had over the years, or how he came from the Pacific Ocean.

"Hehe! They've all disappeared..."

"What?" I was a little confused by my master.

"Disappeared out of nowhere!"

"Huh? How could such a thing happen?"

"Anyone pretty enough, who wants to be with me, and who I want, always disappears within three years of being with me!"

"What happened?"

"I don't know! They always disappear inexplicably, very strangely."

"Could someone be jealous of you? Or is there a woman who loves you very much who's jealous, she..."

"Hehe! Don't guess wildly. Actually, I vaguely understand what's going on, but I can't confirm it yet, so I won't say!" "

Good! That's even better. Aren't you more free? You can indulge in romance without anyone interfering, coming and going as you please. Come on! Cheers!"

So we ate and drank while listening to my master tell his amazing stories of roaming the world (the three stories "Stirring Up the World," "Romantic World," and "Wandering the World") and his romantic escapades in ancient times, but he used his mind to tell them, only for me to hear.

It turns out that Master Gao Xingyu is a modern person from Fuzhou, Fujian Province, who accidentally traveled through time and space to the Northern Qi Dynasty, which was doomed to perish in six years. Not only did he encounter beautiful women, but he also became the protagonist of this story… The End

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