[Grading System – Part 15: The Future]

I. The Moral Classification System
"Ah! This place reserved for the Excellent Class is truly different!" Abei exclaimed sincerely. Walking on the thick, high-
grade carpet felt amazing! The walls on both sides were inlaid with the finest marble, and every so often
hung exquisite paintings and elegant sculptures. Abei noticed
hidden red lights embedded along the base of the walls, indicating that this area was reserved for the Excellent Class. Come to think of it, this was the first time he had
legitimately entered this area!
Abei walked with an elegant gait perfectly befitting his status, neither too fast nor too slow. He didn't encounter
many people along the way, but everyone was smiling and extremely polite; almost excessively so
…
Abei stopped before the heavy wooden door of the principal's office, took a deep breath, and then respectfully
knocked a few times.
"Come in!" The wooden door slid open automatically with a "click." "Is this Zhang Zhengbei?" The voice was quite
friendly.
Behind the huge wooden desk in front of the floor-to-ceiling window sat, of course,
the principal of "Satellite Temple Middle School No. 8," the renowned old scholar, the highly respected Father "Yun Dili." He was
an authority on medieval Earth history, and because of him, the school consistently ranked high on the satellite city's school rankings.
The boy bowed to the old principal before humbly sitting down in the chair in front of the desk.
The old man adjusted his thick glasses, sizing up the lucky student. He politely lowered his head slightly,
neither looking directly at the esteemed principal nor curiously glancing around; he simply sat calmly. He was quite
tall, but not particularly burly; his appearance wasn't bad, but he wasn't handsome either. His short hair was
neatly combed, but it always seemed somewhat mismatched with his rugged face.
"Wait a minute, we're waiting for someone else," the principal instructed. This
boy looked no different from any other top-performing student, but based on years of teaching experience, he felt something 　　 was
off about him, though he could
n't quite put his finger on it; however, he seemed quite upright. Perhaps it was just because he had only recently been promoted to top-performing and wasn't used to it yet. "
Knock, knock," someone knocked again. 　　 "Come in!" 　　 The 　　 automatic door opened at the principal's command, 　　and Abei 　　instinctively turned his head. "…!" 　　 Abei was stunned 　　. It was her! ********** ... Her title of "school beauty" wasn't earned easily. 　　 "You two are the representatives chosen to represent our 'Temple Middle School' at the '15th Pan-Elementary 　　Satellite Cluster Alliance...Moral Restructuring Seminar'..." The names were too long, and the principal, being old, 　　had a slightly impaired memory, so he had to pause and look at the information on the screen. He coughed lightly twice: "Isabella 　　has represented our school for several consecutive years; she's very experienced and doesn't need much introduction. 　　As for Zhang Zhengbei..." Abei was still engrossed in admiring the school beauty's beauty, completely unaware of the principal 　　's words. 　　 "Zhang Zhengbei...!" The old principal slammed his hand on the table twice to bring Abei 　　back to his senses. Realizing his lapse, he immediately looked up, trembling with fear, at the principal's tense face, while 　　also catching a fleeting blush on the pretty girl's pink face beside him. 　　 "Sigh…!" The principal sighed softly, busy checking the two students' files, paying no attention to their 　　reactions. "Because the male student with the highest 'moral coefficient' score in our school has been in a coma since a car accident last month 　　and is unable to attend this grand event. According to the rules, we must 　　replace him with the student whose 'moral coefficient' has improved the most this year; that's you, Zhang Zhengbei!" 　　 The principal's still-sharp eyes quickly scanned the files on the desktop screen. "Let me see, Zhang 　　Zhengbei, eighteen years old…?" He looked up at the boy in front of him; he seemed older than his actual age. 　　 "It's probably genetic; I've always looked a bit more mature than others since I was little…" Abei awkwardly 　　scratched his head. 　　 The principal nodded understandingly. "It's alright; inner beauty is much more important than outer beauty." 　　 Abei's face immediately turned red. The old headmaster then realized his grammatical error and hurriedly explained, "Oh, 　　I didn't mean there was anything wrong with your appearance..." His explanation only made things worse; the pretty girl next to him 　　couldn't help but giggle. 　　 The old headmaster, too lazy to explain further, simply pretended not to hear and continued reading: 　　"...Three months ago, you and your grandfather moved here from Satellite Two. To date, your moral 　　score has just exceeded nine hundred, barely crossing the threshold into the excellent category; 　　it's still quite a distance from the average of over nine hundred and thirty points among the dozens of students at our school..." 　　 His gaze stopped on the screen, and he suddenly paused, unconsciously raising his voice: "But in these three 　　months, you've climbed from six hundred to nine hundred in the excellent category. That speed... is truly 　　astonishing..." He rubbed his eyes, saying incredulously. 　　 "It's all thanks to the principal and teachers' patient guidance that I was able to 　　correct so many of my past mistakes in such a short time." Abei, suppressing his goosebumps, gave a scathing compliment that even he 　　found nauseating. 　　 "Hmm...! Very good!" The old man seemed quite satisfied with the answer: "Alright! Take this notice 　　home and get your parents' consent before you can arrange your departure. Isabella, although you're a year 　　below Zhang Zhengbei, you have more experience attending seminars than he does; you can..."

"If that's the case, then please help him. Before you officially depart next week, you two might as well communicate more."
"Yes, Principal," the beautiful girl replied respectfully in a sweet voice that was almost sickeningly cloying.
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"Why aren't you saying anything? If you hadn't spoken up in the principal's office earlier, I would have thought our school beauty was mute
!" Ah Bei teased. From leaving the principal's office until the two sat down in the school cafeteria, Isabella
hadn't uttered a sound, her pretty face hidden behind her long, straight, waterfall-like hair,
gazing at the unfamiliar boy as if through a veil.
"Impossible!" she suddenly pushed aside her long hair and spoke without warning.
Ah Bei was startled and almost jumped up. Luckily, this was an area reserved for outstanding students;
not many people were qualified to sit here, otherwise, it would have frightened others.
"There's absolutely no way you could raise your morality score by more than 300 points in three months!" The beautiful girl's large, watery
eyes were full of questions and accusations. "You must be cheating!"
Abei shrugged, spread his hands, and chuckled as he replied, "Isabella, have you ever heard of anyone being able to
fool the 'morality bracelet'?" He loosened his sleeve, revealing a metal bracelet on his wrist. Isabella stared at the
red-glowing bracelet, then glanced at her own, and after a long silence, shook her head helplessly
.
"Ever since our president 'Dust Rises' legislated over a decade ago, under the banner of upholding social morality, that
everyone on the satellite must wear this 'morality bracelet,' I've never heard of anyone being able to evade
its monitoring." "
Abei gently rubbed the bracelet on his wrist: "Because of this bracelet, monitored by the central computer,
the crime rate in this satellite city plummeted by 80% within a year. Furthermore, because of the adoption of
a system where donations are exchanged for deducted moral coefficients, the tax rate for ordinary people has been significantly reduced, and their lives have greatly improved
. In just over a decade, Satellite 8 has become the wealthiest
satellite city in the entire 'Pan-Small Satellite Cluster Alliance.'
And the moral coefficient has gradually become the fairest and most objective standard for evaluating a person, becoming
the most important indicator of everyone's achievements and future prospects." Abei said with a sigh, the worldliness and helplessness in his tone
seemingly inappropriate for a student of this age.
The beautiful girl didn't speak, only rolled her eyes at him, replying with an expression that said, "I know this better than you do." She
had been an excellent student since childhood and was already tired of these self-aggrandizing "propagandas."
"Fine, don't tell me then!" The pretty girl pouted, looking rather annoyed. "But it's alright, even though you look
a bit older, at least you're more interesting than that 'Wu Daode' from last year." She tossed her long, flowing hair and turned
to look out the window at the gentle sunlight created by the artificial sun in the garden.
Ah Bei looked at her perfect profile and unconsciously swallowed. "By the way!" Having finally managed to get
the pretty girl talking, he certainly wouldn't give up so easily. He immediately pressed on, "These past few
years, you and that deadbeat 'Wu Daode' have represented our school at that moral reorganization camp,
right?"
The pretty girl chuckled. "What 'deadbeat'? Be careful you don't get points deducted!"
The beautiful lines of her chest trembled slightly, and although the conservative and old-fashioned school uniform provided ample protection, it couldn't hide
her considerable size and graceful curves.
Ah Bei immediately raised his hand alertly and looked at the small display screen on the bracelet. The number on it had indeed
changed from "909" to "908". "Ah!" He immediately widened his eyes dramatically. "So you know
the deduction criteria?"
Isabella laughed, covering her mouth. "That's a top national secret. Only a fool would know. I
was just guessing! How can you not get points deducted for talking bad about someone behind their back?"
"Oh dear!" Ah Bei exaggeratedly slapped his forehead. "I completely forgot!" He immediately put on a
serious face and said solemnly, "So, beautiful Isabella,
are you very familiar with our great and venerable Wu Daode?"
The pretty girl laughed so hard she bent over, and after a while, she gasped, "We're not that
familiar!" She slowly caught her breath and regained her composure. "I only know that his father is a city
councilor and one of the school supervisors at our school..."
"No wonder! He's related to royalty..." Ah Bei said sarcastically.
"Him," Isabella's eyes darted around cleverly as she looked at the ceiling, recalling, "he's
a very, very serious boy. No matter the time, he always has a book in his hand..."
"A bookworm!" Ah Bei interjected, his wristband on the table showing another point deducted.
Isabella frowned at the sight of his deduction. "He's always serious and reserved,
carefully considering every word he speaks..."
"So he's slow on the uptake!" Ah Bei continued, seemingly unaware of the point deduction.
The pretty girl's expression began to show surprise. "And he's afraid of interacting with strangers, afraid of offending
someone and losing moral points..." She hesitated, wondering if she should continue.
"So he's timid and hesitant..."
"You...!" Although Isabella quickly reached out and covered his mouth, Ah Bei's
impulsive words earned him another point deduction.
The pretty girl immediately frowned and said angrily, "How can you be so outspoken? I really don't understand
how you earned those points!" Although she wasn't the one who lost points, she still felt a pang of pain;
at their level, gaining points wasn't easy.
Ah Bei, however, seemed completely unconcerned. Taking advantage of Isabella's momentary surprise, he grabbed her
hand as she tried to pull away, even giving her a kiss on the back of her pink hand, and said with a grin, "So you really care about me!"
"You…!" Isabella's hand was tickled by the boy's stubble, startling her immediately…
She pulled her hand back. At the same time, the score display on Abei's bracelet flashed, showing a full five points deducted this time.
"Huh? Isn't that impolite to women...!" Abei muttered.
"You...aren't you nervous? You've already lost almost ten points in just a few minutes!" Isabella
shook her head in disbelief.
Abei still had that mysterious smile on his face: "Don't just talk about me! Let me see your score."
He reached out and grabbed the girl's wrist. Isabella should have been able to stop him in time, but for some reason, she
suddenly felt her heart pounding and her face burning. She actually let this boy she had only met today
hold her soft, boneless hand.
"Huh, you only have nine hundred and sixty-two points? How did you lose those thirty-odd points?" Abei asked curiously,
the beautiful school beauty's hand visibly trembling. When Abei saw that Isabella didn't answer, he looked up and was shocked to find that
even the beautiful school beauty's pink neck was completely red, like a tomato.
Seeing her blush with embarrassment, Abei couldn't help but jokingly say, "Could it be that our beautiful school beauty has also
done something immoral...?"
*Slap!* A red handprint immediately appeared on Abei's face. The beautiful girl looked at her
hand that had just slapped him, and angrily retorted, "You're so mean!" She jumped up and stormed
off without looking back.
Abei, rubbing his still-burning cheek, watched the beautiful figure disappear behind the restaurant doors
, a strange smile reappearing on his face; his deep gaze slowly fell on the morality bracelet on his wrist.
The numbers on the display suddenly jumped; the score had actually increased...
II. The Secret of the Beautiful School Belle
"Thank you so much for today!" While hurriedly tidying up the large stack of documents, Ah Bei
thanked the beautiful girl beside him, saying, "Isabella, I've been wanting to apologize for what happened last time
!" They hadn't seen each other since Isabella stormed out of the school cafeteria last week
. If it weren't for the necessity of personally going to the immigration office to apply for a visa to leave the country tomorrow, Isabella probably
wouldn't have come.
The immigration office was in the central business district of the satellite city, a 30-minute train ride from their suburban
residential area. After completing the formalities, it was almost closing time, so they hurried towards the train station, trying to
avoid the most crowded rush hour. Because it was so crowded, the train had to
cancel the premium-class special tickets during rush hour. That meant they would have to squeeze in with everyone else.
The artificial sun, simulating the natural sunset, began to slowly darken. Hearing the boy's apology
, the beautiful girl paused, then lowered her head, gently kicking the grass by the roadside. Her long, braided ponytail
shimmered in the dim sunlight. "Actually, I should be the one apologizing. Besides, I wasn't angry with
you at all. I was just a little scared..."
"Scared?" Ah Bei asked curiously.
The beautiful girl looked up, her pink face suddenly flushing crimson. "Don't say anything! Aren't we catching the train?"
She then ignored Ah Bei and hurried into the train station, with Ah Bei quickly following.
Although it wasn't yet rush hour, the platform was already packed with long lines of
people waiting to board. Ah Bei and Isabella had no choice but to join the queue.
"Are you afraid of remembering the points deducted?" Ah Bei leaned close to Isabella's ear and asked.
Isabella glanced around before turning back and whispering, "Hmm! Seeing you lose
so many points at once reminded me of the time I got points deducted here!" Her voice
trembled slightly as she spoke, indicating that the experience must have been very unpleasant.
"...Here?" Before Ah Bei could finish speaking, Isabella frowned, signaling him to stop.
But the more she acted this way, the more Ah Bei wanted to know: "Actually, losing points isn't a big deal. You
can just correct your mistakes or do some good deeds to gain more points..."
The pretty girl immediately pouted and said, "Who doesn't know that? But you should also be very clear about our laws.
To ensure the standard of excellent citizens, the maximum number of points that can be gained through large donations is only nine hundred; every
point after that must be earned through real talent. Gaining more points is incredibly difficult... but losing points is quite
easy!"
As she spoke, she glanced at Ah Bei's bracelet and said sarcastically, "Last time you lost almost ten
points. I'd like to see how much community service you have to do to make up for it!"
"Is that so?" Ah Bei smiled and waved the bracelet on his wrist at her.
"911!" Isabella's eyes widened, her mouth agape. "You got even more points!
How did you do that?" In her excitement, she forgot all ladylike restraint and grabbed Ah Bei's arm, shaking it wildly
.
Ah Bei smiled mysteriously. "Of course, there's a secret! How about this, if you're willing
to tell me in detail how you got the points deducted, I'll tell you the secret to increasing your moral score."
"..." The beautiful girl was stunned, her face turning red and then white.
Just then, the train arrived, and the two of them immediately squeezed into the carriage with the crowd. Ah Bei gentlemanly protected Isabella
, carefully placing her in a corner by the door so she wouldn't be pushed around. However, there were so many people pushing on from behind
that he himself was forced to press against the girl's back, getting closer and closer.
Ah Bei struggled to move his body back. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to." Isabella's
neck turned red from the apology so close to her ear, but she understood that Ah Bei hadn't done it on purpose.
The train jolted and began to move, the crowded carriage filled with loud announcements and the noisy
chatter of the passengers. Ah Bei, however, remained silent. Isabella's head was just touching his chin, allowing him
to fully concentrate on enjoying the wonderful feeling of being so close to the beautiful woman and quietly breathing in her alluring,
subtle fragrance.
"Was what you just said true?"
Isabella's sweet voice startled Ah Bei from his reverie: "What did you say?"
The beautiful girl, her back to the boy, whispered through the car window, "If I
tell you about how I got points deducted last time, will you tell me the secret to improving my moral character?" Although Ah Bei couldn't see her face, from
her trembling voice, he could tell she was blushing and speaking with all her might.
His lips almost touched her delicate earlobe: "Dear! But… you have to
tell me now!" For some reason, Ah Bei instinctively felt that the story of Isabella getting points deducted must be incredibly exciting.
"Now?" The beautiful girl hesitated. "Yes! Otherwise, forget it!" Ah Bei threatened, 　　a strong desire
rising within him to thoroughly humiliate this innocent beauty . 　　 "…." Isabella remained silent for a long while before finally agreeing, "Okay! But you have to 　　promise me you won't tell anyone…" 　　 "It's a deal." Ah Bei took the opportunity to kiss the girl's rosy cheek. 　　 "That was three months ago... That day, like today, I squeezed 　　onto the train during rush hour." Under their close, intimate contact, Ah Bei clearly felt Isabella's delicate 　　body slowly heating up. 　　 "I met... met..." 　　 "Met what...?" Ah Bei urged, his body unconsciously pressing against the beautiful girl's exquisite 　　back. 　　 "Hey! Are you trying to flatten me?" Isabella felt the burning heat pressing against her and immediately trembled, letting out a soft 　　cry. 　　 "It's too crowded behind me!" Ah Bei made excuses, his hot breath hitting the beautiful girl's small ear 　　canal: "Don't delay any longer! Remember you promised to tell me the whole story in detail? Tell me! 　　What did you meet?" 　　 The beautiful girl closed her eyes in embarrassment, panting softly, "I met... met... a pervert! Hey!" 　　The train suddenly jolted violently and abruptly stopped. The passengers jostled forward, and although Abei 　　braced himself against the door, using his body to push against the surging crowd, he couldn't help but press Isabella 　　even tighter. 　　 The train quickly resumed its journey, and the crowd behind him dispersed; but Abei didn't move back accordingly, still 　　pressing the beautiful girl, who was completely unaware of her surroundings, and relentlessly demanding, "What happened 　　? Did he touch you?" "Ugh...!" The beautiful girl's eyes were tightly shut, as if afraid to see her 　　completely flushed face 　　 reflected in the window . She breathed heavily, her small hands gripping the door 　　handle tightly, her whole body limp against the door, unable even to stand up straight. 　　 "Tell me quickly! Where did that pervert touch you?" Abei didn't loosen his grip at all, his hard crotch 　　rubbing against the girl's raised, plump buttocks. The more Isabella resisted, the more he was aroused to push her 　　further in. 　　 "Ah...no!" Isabella bit her engorged, rosy lips, and suddenly felt a chill on her stomach as 　　the hem of her top, tucked into her short skirt, was pulled out. A large, icy hand had already touched 　　the delicate skin of her slender waist. 　　 "Ah!" Even her tightly clenched teeth couldn't hold back her shameful cry. ...Just like that day! 　　 Ah Bei almost blurted out a sigh of admiration. Even though all he touched were those 　　tiny bumps that were scrambling to appear, the smooth skin on the girl's lower abdomen was still as delicate as freshly squeezed 　　milk: indescribably soft! Ineffably smooth! Very, very warm; and it was trembling, 　　displaying the girl's shyness and fear. 　　 "Did he touch you here?" Ah Bei whispered, his fingers brushing against Isabella's rosy cheek, his fingers 　　teasing the lace beneath her thin bra. 　　 Isabella struggled, panting as she warned, "No... you'll lose a lot of points for this!" 　　At that moment, she was thinking of moral points! 　　 "Thank you for worrying about me," Ah Bei said, seemingly unconcerned, continuing to press, "Tell 　　me! Yes or no? If you don't tell me, I'll have to try other places." He had already unhooked 　　the lace of her bra. Isabella was startled, immediately releasing her grip on the car door handle and grabbing 　　Ah Bei's hand through her shirt to stop him from moving. 　　 "Yes! He... yes..." the beautiful girl gritted her teeth, nodding shyly. Although she had grabbed 　　Ah Bei's hand, she couldn't stop his playful fingers from teasing her ample breasts. 　　 "What did you say? I can't hear you!" Ah Bei continued to act shamelessly. 　　 "I said yes!" Isabella was almost crying, her small hands desperately pressing down on the strange hand beneath her clothes. 　　 "Then... here?" While the girl was struggling to protect her upper body, Abei's other hand 　　had already silently slipped inside the beautiful girl's skirt. Isabella screamed and immediately squeezed her legs together, 　　tightly clamping Abei's hand between them. 　　 "Ouch!" Caught off guard, Abei's feint easily succeeded. The strange hand on her stomach 　　seized the opportunity to break through the girl's defenses. Isabella didn't even have time to react before her bra was 　　pushed up completely, and her right soft, round, full breast finally gave way. 　　 The terrifying memory of that one and only time being assaulted by a pervert immediately flooded her mind; the overwhelming shame, 　　anger, and despair; and that completely unfamiliar yet indescribably stimulating and pleasurable feeling… like 　　a bolt of lightning striking from nowhere, it instantly tore down Isabella's solid moral fortress, 　　unleashing a magnitude nine earthquake within the sensitive body of this young woman in the throes of first love. 　　 In that instant, the mind of this beautiful girl with the highest moral standards went completely blank, leaving 　　her helplessly torn between resistance and silent endurance. But the evil invader's relentless onslaught 　　wouldn't pause for her. His large, cold hands instantly seized her 　　firm, beautiful breasts, which had never been seen by a man before, ruthlessly taking and tasting them; and began to lewdly caress the 　　tender, swollen nipples.

The intense, electric-like pleasure on her nipples overwhelmed the young girl, leaving her completely defenseless. Her body went limp
, and she no longer had the strength to grip Ah Bei's intruding hand inside her clothes. Her tightly closed legs weakly loosened. Ah Bei
seized the opportunity, using his knee to squeeze between her legs, preventing her from closing them again.
To avoid provoking resistance, he didn't immediately invade her private area, only
gently teasing the tender flesh at the base of her thighs. But for a young virgin like Isabella, this level of stimulation was more than enough. In less than fifteen minutes, Ah Bei began to feel the warm 　　, damp scent
seeping from the edge of her panties . 　　 He boldly moved upwards, slowly climbing over the thin cotton fabric, carefully 　　tasting the girl's bodily fluids seeping from the fibers with his fingers. The soaked cotton fabric lost its protective function 　　, revealing not only the soft downy hair beneath, but 　　also the shape of the virgin bud, slightly parted by passion. 　　 "No…" Isabella's beautiful face, reflected in the car window, contorted in pain, drool uncontrollably 　　spilling from her cherry lips. She moaned hysterically, "Please…stop, there's nothing there…no!" Her small 　　hands weakly pressed against Ah Bei's arm; not to stop him, but simply to release the burning fire within her 　　. 　　 Isabella felt as if her entire body was about to explode; her two long, beautiful legs trembled violently like willow branches in a storm 　　. Isabella's whole body trembled, and a strong urge to urinate surged between her legs. The small clitoris on her vulva 　　swelled rapidly under the rubbing through her panties, like a bomb detonator, instantly 　　igniting the fire of desire buried within the young girl's body. 　　 "Hmm, hmm..." The climax surged the instant her panties were finally lifted and her vulva was completely breached 　　; the beautiful school beauty finally collapsed. Hot virgin nectar gushed out like a bursting flood, not 　　only completely soaking the fingers that were about to invade, but also forming a crystal stream that shimmered with obscene light, 　　flowing down her smooth, beautiful legs. 　　 Ah Bei gasped for breath and quickly helped the beautiful girl, who was almost falling over from being lost in ecstasy. He had only intended to 　　tease this cute little beauty; he never expected that he himself would almost lose his mind, and he 　　never even imagined that this seemingly quiet and pure school beauty would be so sensitive. 　　 "Hey! What are you doing?" Just as Abei was worrying about how to clean up the mess, someone suddenly grabbed 　　his arm from behind. Abei was startled, but his hand, which was being grabbed, automatically twisted twice, and instead seized the man's wrist. 　　 "Ouch!" Abei turned around and saw a strange boy with an upright face. His wrist was firmly 　　held by Abei, and he was sweating profusely from the pain. "Hey! You pervert, you even hit someone?" the boy cursed angrily. 　　He saw Isabella, who was disheveled, behind Abei and shouted even louder. 　　 His accusation immediately attracted the attention of other passengers on the train, who jeered and gathered around to watch the commotion. The boy 　　became even more arrogant when he saw someone helping him. Abei was startled at first, but quickly calmed down. 　　 Although the boy's expression was very upright, he couldn't hide the ecstatic joy in his eyes. Abei immediately noticed 　　that the boy who seemed to be doing a good deed had an orange morality bracelet, indicating that his morality score was 　　between 800 and 900%, placing him in the high-level category. 　　 Abei sneered; he had already grasped the meddlesome boy's mentality: he was trying to gain points! 　　At this level, it was difficult to significantly improve one's morality score; rescuing a damsel in distress and capturing a pervert was a 　　rare and excellent opportunity. 　　 He first released the boy's hand, then leisurely loosened his sleeve, calmly revealing the 　　morality bracelet on his wrist. The moment the red bracelet was revealed, the onlookers immediately gasped; the arrogant 　　boy's face almost instantly drained of color, looking extremely ugly. 　　 Abei calmly and slowly glanced around at all the onlookers; many had already silently 　　retreated or turned away; those who remained mostly looked on with pity, but not at Abei, but 　　at the "good deed" meddlesome boy. 　　 "..." The boy looked like he was about to cry; his earlier excitement had completely vanished. 　　 Abei ignored him, turning to look at the still-shaken Isabella, and gently asked, "What's wrong? 　　Are you feeling better?" 　　 The beautiful girl, who had been like a frightened bird, had already taken advantage of the crowd's commotion to hide behind Abei and straighten her disheveled clothes 　　. Now, apart from a slight blush on her face, she seemed perfectly fine. She glared at Abei, embarrassed and annoyed 　　, and gently shook her head, saying, "I...I'm alright now." 　　 "She's my girlfriend, she was just feeling a little unwell!" Ah Bei said smugly, his eyes glaring sharply 　　at the sweating boy. "Do you remember what you called me just now?... Do you know 　　how many moral points you get deducted for slandering a model citizen?" 　　 The boy exclaimed, "Fifty...!" He immediately broke down, collapsing to his knees in public and 　　kowtowing repeatedly to Ah Bei, pleading with tears and snot streaming down his face, "I'm sorry! I made 　　a mistake...! Please forgive me!" 　　 Isabella saw his pitiful state... So, she couldn't bear it any longer and pleaded with Abei, "Since he's 　　apologized, why not let him off this time and not report this to the morality bureau?" 　　 Abei was actually only annoyed by the boy's ulterior motives; he hadn't originally intended to pursue the matter, and besides, he didn't 　　want to make a big deal out of it. Now that the beautiful girl had asked, he was happy to do her a favor and generously said, "Since 　　my girlfriend isn't going to hold it against you, I'll let you off this time! Next time you want to play the hero and save the damsel in distress for extra points, 　　please make sure you know what kind of person they are." He even took the opportunity to put his arm around Isabella's shoulder. The beautiful girl glared at him 　　but didn't pull away. 　　 The boy, having narrowly escaped death, was naturally grateful and thanked him profusely, then immediately disappeared into the crowd. 　　 After all this commotion, the train was almost at its destination. Abei mischievously stared at the beautiful girl with one eye, but 　　didn't do anything else reckless, and politely escorted Isabella to her doorstep.

The beautiful girl kept her head down, her face flushed, and didn't mention what happened on the train again. It wasn't until it was time to say goodbye
that she couldn't help but bite her cherry lips and ask, "You'll keep your promise?"
"What?"
Isabella's face immediately turned red. "You promised to tell me the secret to improving my moral character."
"Oh! That's it! We'll talk about it another day..." Abei smiled, watching the beautiful girl's face turn pale ,
and patted his chest, saying, "Don't worry! I'm very trustworthy. It's just that it seems a bit too late now..." He looked up
at the artificial sun that was about to be turned off.
"Really?" The beautiful girl finally breathed a sigh of relief, her face blooming with a cute smile again, and she held out her pinky finger:
"Then let's pinky swear!"
"Hmm! Pinky swear? Is that still fashionable now?" Abei teased. But he still smiled and reached
out, hooking his hand around the beautiful girl's soft finger.
"...?" Isabella was about to say the pinky promise when Ah Bei suddenly pulled her forcefully, causing
the beautiful girl to lose her balance and almost fall into Ah Bei's arms. Before she could recover from her shock,
her tender cherry lips were already sealed by the man's large mouth. Isabella was terrified and immediately struggled violently,
pounding and hitting the man's back; until Ah Bei successfully pried open her mouth and captured her pure
, fragrant tongue, she helplessly gave up resisting. Her hands still slowly wrapped around the man's broad shoulders, silently
offering her precious first kiss.
Isabella had no idea when Ah Bei released her. She only knew that when she came to her senses again, Ah Bei
had already let go of her, gently wiping the drool from the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief. Finally, he gave her a heavy pat on her plump, fragrant
buttocks before turning around and leaving.
"This kind of adult promise is much more fun than a pinky swear, isn't it?" Abei
waved goodbye casually, carrying Isabella on his back, saying, "My little beauty, see you tomorrow!"
Isabella stomped her feet angrily, her cheeks puffed out as she stared at the man who had just won her heart
, until Abei's figure completely disappeared into the darkness. Only then did she shyly touch her
bright red lips, still stained with a trace of his saliva, and skip into the house.
III. Moral Reconstruction Seminar
Just from the enormous helipad filled with hundreds of space shuttles of all sizes, one could estimate
just how massive this famous resort hotel spaceship was! Abei and Isabella respectfully followed
behind the old principal, Father "Yundi," carrying their luggage, gliding along the automated conveyor belt leading to the reception lobby.
Representatives from other schools also arrived one after another, disembarking in single file.
"Your rooms are on the third floor, with the other students. My room is on the top floor; you can
call me on the internal phone if you need anything." The old man yawned. "Go to your rooms and settle in first. There will be
an opening ceremony before dinner, so remember to dress neatly and don't embarrass our school! ...Zhang Zhengbei, especially
you!"
Abei, who had been absentmindedly looking around, immediately blushed. Isabella, seeing this, immediately
made a teasing face at him.
The old priest stretched, yawned several more times, rubbed his old eyes, and said, "Oh, riding the space shuttle
is quite tiring. I'll take a nap while I still have some time. Isabella, since you're familiar with
the room registration procedures, you can arrange it yourselves." With that, he left the two students behind and
ran towards the elevator.
Isabella waved until the old principal's figure disappeared into the elevator. Turning around, 　　 he saw Ah Bei leaning against the railing, staring at the huge, silver-white spaceship in 　　the
center of the tarmac—the president 　　's 　　limousine 　　 .
**************** 　　... 　　 Although the pretty girl was happy, her face couldn't help but blush. She playfully 　　pinched Abei's arm, saying, "Shut up! Others will hear!" 　　 Abei winced and stuck out his tongue, "Are all the people here above 950?" 　　 "Yes! Even the accompanying teachers, guests, and parents are all above 900, 　　excellent level," Isabella replied. 　　 "So, this ship is the most moral in the entire universe?" Abei exclaimed. 　　 "Originally it was!" Isabella said seriously, "But because of you, you big pervert, the average 　　moral coefficient has dropped by at least 100 points!" 　　 "..." If it weren't for the crowd around them, Abei would have definitely given this sharp-tongued 　　beauty a good beating. 　　 ********** 　　 After quickly settling their luggage, Isabella dragged Abei around to tour the luxurious hotel spaceship 　　. She had been to this seminar three or four times before, and she was very familiar with many places on the ship. Finally, the two arrived at 　　the observatory on the top deck of the spaceship, a place that Abei had insisted on visiting. 　　 "It's so beautiful! Every time I see the vast universe, I feel how insignificant humanity is!" Abei 　　excitedly ran to the center of the observatory, gazing up at the boundless starry sky beyond the transparent alloy canopy, marveling at the 　　beauty. 　　 Isabella, however, seemed less interested in the dark universe. She impatiently crossed her arms and 　　complained, "Hey! Haven't you seen enough? Look how boring it is here, not a soul in sight… Let's make the most of our 　　time and browse the duty-free shop on the spaceship!" 　　 Abei, still lost in thought, murmured, "When I was little, my dream was to be a space hero…" 　　He reached out and gently took Isabella's small hand.

"Ugh!" The pretty girl laughed and shook him off, making a vomiting face as she teased, "How grand
! Space... pervert!"
Ah Bei seemed oblivious to her taunts, gazing blankly at the distant stars, and said with deep emotion,
"It's true! I remember when I was very young, the first half-light-speed spaceship had just set sail
to explore worlds beyond the Milky Way. From that moment on, I vowed that when I grew up, I would become a
hero traversing the stars, eradicating all evil in the universe..."
His voice trailed off. Isabella couldn't hear him clearly and unconsciously took two steps forward; suddenly, Ah
Bei appeared and hugged her tightly.
"What are you doing!" Isabella cried out, but couldn't break free from the boy's embrace.
"Who told you to mock my grand ambition? I'm going to punish you!" He stretched out his mouth and slowly moved closer to the pretty girl
's face. Isabella playfully resisted, but finally let Ah Bei kiss her, half-heartedly.
"Still calling me a pervert?" Ah Bei released the half-drunk beauty from the kiss.
Isabella shyly broke free from his embrace: "Even if you're not a big pervert, you're at least a big bad guy!"
"Is that so?" Ah Bei grinned, slowly moving closer to the pretty girl.
"Okay, okay! It was my fault. You're not a bad guy, you're a great hero!" Isabella giggled,
leaning obediently on Ah Bei's shoulder.
"That's more like it…!" Ah Bei suddenly seemed to remember something: "Isabella,
I might need to leave for a while at the opening ceremony. If anyone asks, just say I had a stomachache and went to the toilet. Is that okay?"
"Where are you going?" Isabella asked curiously.
"I just had a stomachache and needed to go to the toilet, right?" Ah Bei clutched his stomach, making a pained expression.
"You're so mischievous!" the pretty girl said with a smile. "I can help you, but first you have to come
shopping with me. The goods here are not only tax-free, but some styles can't be bought on satellite."
"It's my honor to accompany my wife shopping!" Ah Bei bowed slightly, smiling as he teased Isabella again
. Of course, the pretty girl wouldn't let him off the hook, immediately raising her small fist to hit him.
The two laughed and chased each other around the huge observatory. After a few steps, Isabella suddenly stopped
. "Wait," she scratched her head, "wasn't the first half-light speed spaceship launched more than twenty years
ago?"
Ah Bei's expression changed, and after a moment of stunned silence, he explained, "...Maybe I remembered wrong. By the way, didn't you
say you were going shopping? If you see anything you like, I can give it to you!" Upon hearing this, Isabella suddenly forgot everything
and happily pulled Ah Bei away. The opening ceremony was
even
more dull than expected. The guests kept repeating the same
old platitudes about the decline of morality and the decay of society. The chairman of the Morality Review Bureau, who was also the current president of the "Pan-Small Satellite Cluster Alliance,"
was, of course, spouting his usual cliché: "Humanity is inherently hierarchical; those who say there isn't are just
blatant liars!" He kept boasting about his
distinction between natives and outsiders, and his advocacy for independence from the Earth Alliance. Abei kept yawning; although he hadn't counted
, he saw at least half the people were asleep.
Unexpectedly, the most interesting part of the entire event, and the one that won the most applause, was Abei's principal's
research report on the impact of comedy films from the last two centuries on moral development.
During the ceremony, Abei did leave for about ten minutes; but before anyone else noticed, he had
returned grinning.
The next two days were filled with group discussions from morning till night, separated by gender; Abei and Isabella
didn't even have a chance to meet. Those so-called "excellent" students were all eccentric, spouting off
grand, abstract theories, which nearly drove Abei crazy. Thankfully, there was free time after dinner. Abei and
Isabella, of course, didn't attend those dull ballroom dances. They hid in the quiet, deserted observatory,
whispering sweet nothings under the beautiful starry sky.
Isabella excitedly told Abei that because of her outstanding performance, she and several other girls
were placed in a special group, and even the president, high-ranking officials, and other VIPs attending the seminar had come to
watch their discussions multiple times; they were even lucky enough to be chosen to dine with the VIPs on the closing night of the seminar.
It is said that the distinguished guests attending that night, besides high-ranking officials of the Moral Review Bureau, included President "Dust Yang," Vice
President "Lei Yuan Fu," and the Chairman of the Moral Review Bureau, whose surname was "Dun Cai" and whose given name was "Mei Zuo. " Colonel "Fei Zhu
," the presidential candidate for the thirteenth satellite whom "Dust Yang" was strongly inviting to join the "Pan-Small Satellite Cluster Alliance,"
would also be present.
Ah Bei listened quietly to Isabella's words, a strange expression of both worry and excitement appearing on his face.
**********
Finally, the last day of the entire seminar arrived!
After the closing speech, which was ten times more dull than the opening ceremony, everyone who had dozed off busied themselves
rubbing their sleepy eyes and wiping the drool from their mouths, while also rushing back to their rooms to change into their most
glamorous and neat attire, preparing to attend the grand closing banquet.
Ah Bei was no exception. He had just changed into his suit and tied his tie when he received an internal call from Isabella
, asking him to come to her room immediately. It turned out the conference had sent her an evening gown
to wear to the VIP banquet. Isabella was overjoyed and immediately invited Ah Bei to watch her try it on.
Wow! So beautiful! The famous designer's signature on the box alone showed how expensive the gown was
. Upon opening the box, Ah Bei and the others' eyes widened in disbelief, almost
popping out of their sockets. The entire gown was made of precious chiffon shimmering with gold threads, exuding a sensual
purity amidst its opulence, perfectly complementing Isabella's natural elegance.
The love of beauty is always a girl's Achilles' heel, even the most morally upright are no exception. Isabella
immediately grabbed the gown and rushed into the bathroom to try it on. Ah Bei waited outside with a smile, but his mind was filled with doubt:
"Do female students' evening gowns need to be this expensive?" He noticed the number "15" on the box of the dress
; it seemed all the female students invited tonight had such expensive gowns.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Isabella's laughter drifted from the bathroom. Ah Bei looked up,
having struggled to keep his eyes from falling out of their sockets, now facing an even more severe test. His
mouth dropped open, completely stunned!
The evening gown was truly stunning, especially on a beautiful woman as striking as Isabella
; it was so beautiful that it could make anyone forget everything, including all moral standards! Because
it was just too… too seductive.
The back of the dress was alright, except for a large hole on the pink back revealing a bit of her buttocks,
it wasn't too different from a regular long dress… But the front was truly outrageous! The open neckline stretched from her pink neck all the way to
her lower abdomen, held together only by a small pure gold button at the chest,
completely displaying her full, beautiful breasts and deep cleavage. Her lower body was even more astonishing; the back of her skirt reached the ground, but the front
was so short it barely covered her knees, barely covering her underwear, showcasing Isabella's stunningly beautiful
legs to the fullest. "What's wrong? Isn't it pretty?" Isabella said coquettishly, though she was already 　　blushing crimson from
Ah Bei's seductive injection. Her small hands were conflicted, unsure whether to cover her chest or press down on her skirt. 　　 "..." Ah Bei's drool finally dripped down. 　　 The pretty girl scolded, "You big bad guy, you're so lecherous!" 　　 Ah Bei wiped his nosebleed, looking worried, and said, "It's too revealing! You shouldn't wear that dress! 　　No… maybe you shouldn't attend that VIP banquet at all." He stood up and took Isabella's small hand: 　　"I'm worried." 　　 "It's just a meal…," Isabella pouted, "The president and all the guests are 　　very moral people! What's there to worry about? And you know… he only has eyes for you 　　." She cupped Ah Bei's chin, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his lips. 　　 Then she bit her lower lip and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "I'll be very careful, and I promise you, 　　I'll tell you the whole story of the banquet… come to my room tonight 　　…" Her face flushed red with embarrassment, and she left the overjoyed, dumbfounded Ah Bei behind, running into the bathroom 　　. 　　 IV. The Lewd Black Gold Banquet 　　 The closing banquet featured an incredibly lavish spread, but Ah Bei couldn't eat a thing. He only occasionally sipped some red wine, barely touching his chopsticks. He was completely absorbed in listening to 　　the conversation coming from the miniature listening device he'd just attached to Isabella's necklace pendant 　　, hidden in his earphone . 　　 This was the most advanced listening device recently invented by the Space Patrol, capable of automatically filtering background noise and 　　storing individual audio recordings to ensure no important conversations were missed due to simultaneous audio playback, 　　while also preventing interference from loud music. 　　 Thanks to the listening devices he'd planted at various secret locations on the night of the opening ceremony, Ah Bei had 　　gathered nearly enough evidence in the past two days to accuse President Chen Tuyang of the "Pan-Small Satellite Cluster Alliance" and his cronies 　　of corruption and fraud. Not only did they use this annual symposium to approve 　　deals involving the sale of morality scores above 900, but they also collected illicit donations, funded 　　coups in other satellite cities, and profited from arms sales during the unrest. 　　 It took the Space Police two full years to gather enough clues to confirm that 　　the masterminds behind these crimes were actually connected to the leadership of the "Pan-Small Satellite Cluster Alliance." Moreover, due to the limitations imposed by the morality score, 　　they couldn't find suitable candidates to infiltrate the group to investigate. This time, if it weren't for Ah Bei, he wouldn't have been able to get 　　in. 　　 Inside the VIP room, Lei Yuanfu, the Vice President of the "Pan-Small Satellite Cluster Alliance," was trying to recruit 　　"Fiju Shangjiao," the presidential candidate from Satellite 13, into the alliance; he even instigated him to launch a military coup 　　to overthrow the pro-Earth incumbent president. The despicable politician was clearly tempted, for Lei Yuanfu's bait was simply 　　too alluring; he not only promised to provide a huge annual interest-free loan to Satellite Thirteen, but at 　　least half of it would be directly deposited into the secret private account of the Faeju Church. 　　 In fact, even without this money, Faeju would have considered agreeing. ...Just the fact that Lei Yuanfu was willing to procure the 　　beautiful girl he had his eye on at the seminar was enough. Although this fat 　　, pig-like politician was already a lecherous glutton, having already ruined countless stunning beauties with his money and status, and 　　utterly unappealing to ordinary women 　　 , this time the beauty was simply too captivating! An angelic face paired with a devilish figure, and 　　with an exceptionally high moral standard, a pure appearance, and undoubtedly a virgin. Although the other 　　dozen or so girls were also of first-rate quality, he was determined to sleep with the most beautiful girl tonight. 　　 They were, of course, talking about Isabella! 　　 Ah Bei grew increasingly anxious as he listened. The mastermind the Space Police had targeted was 　　President Chen Tuyang of the "Pan-Small Satellite Cluster Alliance," but he had disappeared after his closing ceremony speech, seemingly 　　having received a tip-off. If they acted now and failed to catch him red-handed, this despicable 　　imposter would surely find an excuse to escape punishment. 　　 However, the situation in the VIP room didn't allow him to wait any longer. Based on Isabella's increasingly 　　muffled conversation over the bugging device, Ah Bei was certain she had been tricked. Her food and drinks must have been tainted. 　　 The conversation of those scoundrel politicians further confirmed Ah Bei's suspicions, as they became increasingly brazen 　　, no longer needing to lower their voices to conceal their shady dealings, political donations, and other 　　bribery. Their topic gradually shifted to the beautiful young woman in the audience, becoming increasingly explicit 　　. Normally, those reserved and shy girls would have been screaming for help in terror. But now, Ah Bei...

He heard no cries for help, only faint, passionate moans.
Ah Bei also heard Isabella's weak but desperate struggles; that fat pig had finally lost his temper and was about to strike.
Ah Bei anxiously glanced at his watch again; he couldn't wait any longer! Because he was determined to wipe them all out in one fell
swoop, to avoid alerting them, the space patrol officers had been lurking far outside the spaceship's perimeter
. Even if they arrived immediately, it would take at least ten minutes; by then, Isabella would probably have melted away
!
Ah Bei let out a sigh of relief, reluctantly pressing the button on his watch, signaling immediate action. At the same time, he jumped
up, quietly bypassing the noisy banquet hall, and headed towards the elevator leading to the VIP lounge on the top floor
.
Two giant-looking agents stood menacingly guarding the elevator, preventing outsiders from disturbing the VIPs on the top floor.
Knowing he couldn't dodge, Ah Bei pretended to be lost and walked over, secretly firing
a tranquilizer dart hidden in his wristwatch. The two burly men, caught off guard, were instantly and silently affected. Ah Bei immediately ran over and
helped the two drugged men up.
But just then, the elevator doors suddenly opened. Caught off guard and unable to free his hands, Ah Bei was about to
cry out in alarm when the burly man leaping out of the elevator suddenly groaned and flew backwards back
into the elevator, even dropping the laser gun he had just pulled out.
Ah Bei turned around and saw it was the old headmaster, Father "Yun Dili." He stood a few feet away, staring blankly
at his fist. Ah Bei didn't care about anything else and quickly pushed the two unconscious agents
into the elevator, while also pulling the old priest, who was still dawdling and muttering to himself,
into the elevator as well.
Only after the elevator doors closed did Ah Bei breathe a sigh of relief. The elderly principal glared at him, and before he could speak,
he blurted out, "Hmph, I wasn't wrong! You really aren't an ordinary student!" Ah Bei was immediately startled and
hurriedly explained, "I'm sorry, Father Yun Dixing. I've been lying to you all along. Actually, I'm
an undercover agent for the Space Patrol, ordered to infiltrate your school to investigate a case..." "
Oh! Like in 'Fight Back to School'?" The old man narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.
(Note: "Fight Back to School" is the breakthrough film of Stephen Chow, a Hong Kong comedy star of the 20th century. It tells
the story of a policeman who, in order to investigate a case, disguises himself as a secondary school student and infiltrates a school. In the end, he not only solves the case
but also wins the heart of the school's most beautiful female teacher.)
"That's right! That's right! That's it!" Because the principal mentioned this movie in his opening speech, Ah
Bei remembered it clearly: "Now I have to rush to the VIP room to rescue Isabella and the other students,
who have been held hostage by bad guys. ...By the way, how did you knock out the bad guys in the elevator?"
The old principal looked at his fist again, still looking puzzled: "I just finished studying
another Stephen Chow movie about 'Kung Fu Hustle.' In the movie, he learned a set of unparalleled martial arts from a comic book he had loved since childhood
; so I tried it out myself..." He smiled, revealing his not-so-perfect teeth:
"When I saw you were in danger, in a moment of panic, I instinctively used a fist technique I'd just learned from a book. But the moment
I raised my hand, that man collapsed."
Abei didn't believe it was that miraculous; maybe the guy was just unlucky and slipped. He shook his head
and said, "So powerful? Which book did you learn it from?"
The old headmaster replied seriously, "Of course, it's the book I know best… the Bible."
"The Bible…?" Abei almost fell over with a thud.
"That punch was called 'You shall not take the name of God in vain.' It's the third move of the 'Ten Commandments Fist,'" the old man
said matter-of-factly.
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"See? There are four in total…" Abei, with the elderly priest as excited as a child, hid
in a corner by the wall, peeking out to observe the four burly men guarding the VIP room door, plotting how to
lure them away and defeat them one by one.
To everyone's surprise, the old priest walked out without a second thought. Two of the guards
immediately stepped forward, their hands on the handles of their laser guns. The other two remained at their posts,
but were also noticeably more alert.
Ah Bei tried to stop him, but it was too late; he could only nervously prepare to rush out and provide backup.
"Good night, may God bless you!" the old priest said, making the sign of the cross and chanting, "Take no stealing, take no
greed." He waved his hands twice in the air towards the two guards. They were startled and immediately
tried to draw their pistols; however, after they calmed down, they realized that nothing had happened. The two men breathed
a sigh of relief, exchanged a smile, and looked at the old man, who was still lost in thought.
But just as they were about to go and shoo him away, they heard two heavy
thuds behind them. They instinctively turned around and saw their two partners lying on the ground.
"Hey! Now you see clearly! The 'Ten Commandments Fist' is real!" the old man cheered excitedly.
The two guards, startled, tried to turn back, but suddenly felt a numbness in their necks—they'd been hit by the tranquilizer dart fired by Abei.
"Did you see that?" the old man shouted, pulling at the rushing Abei, yelling, "I didn't lie to you, did I?
The Bible really is a profound and unfathomable martial arts manual!" Abei gave a wry smile, speechless. Although it was unbelievable
, he couldn't help but believe his eyes.
Abei dragged the old man to the VIP room door. The beautiful girl in his headphones was already panting heavily, lost
in ecstasy. He could also vaguely hear the painful screams of other girls and the heavy breathing of men; those
bastards were clearly already ravaging the female students. Although he didn't know if Isabella had already been
raped, if they didn't rush in now, it would be too late.
He handed a pistol to the old man, asking him to help keep things under control. Then, shouting "One, two... three!"
he kicked open the thick wooden door and rolled inside.
"Don't move! Space Patrolman!" he yelled, springing up from the ground.
Everyone in the room was instantly stunned. Ah Bei, with sharp eyes, swiftly chopped
the neck of the only guard still standing in the room. The man collapsed without a sound. Of course, if he hadn't been busy pulling
back his trousers, Ah Bei might not have succeeded so easily.
Ah Bei quickly glanced around the room. The seven or eight middle-aged men were all disheveled, and
few of the dozen or so female students were still clothed. Two or three were
lying naked in the center of the dining table, their legs smeared with red and white filth.
He finally saw Colonel Fiju! His trousers were already down, and his bare buttocks were pressed
against a girl whose legs were limp and hanging over the table. Ah Bei immediately recognized it as Isabella's evening
gown, although the expensive dress had now become a few tablecloths!
Abei was furious. He leaped up, slid across the long dining table, and kicked
the fat pig, who hadn't even figured out what was happening, sending him flying against the wall, spitting blood. Abei had no interest in his life or death; he immediately looked down to
check on Isabella.
Her glistening breasts and tender thighs were covered in dense, reddish finger marks and wet teeth marks, and
her snow-white inner thighs were smeared with pools of mixed white semen. Fortunately, although her small mound was
filthy and soaking wet, it was still tightly closed, with no bloodstains… It seemed
that the fat man hadn't had a chance to kill her pig yet?
But just as he breathed a sigh of relief, something cold and hard pressed against his waist. Abei turned around and saw
it was Vice President Lei Yuanfu. Although he wasn't wearing trousers either, he was firmly gripping a laser gun in his hand.
"Where's the principal?" Ah Bei recognized the gun in Lei's hand—the very one he'd given to the old priest—and immediately looked anxiously
towards the door. There he saw the old man, his hands covering his eyes, muttering…prayer!
He was muttering something like, "Sin! Do not commit adultery… Lord, forgive me…"
Alas! He'd entrusted the wrong person!
************
Ah Bei reluctantly threw down the laser gun, raised his hands, and retreated to the corner. Then they herded the old principal
over. The stubborn old man still refused to open his eyes, continuing to mutter about not looking at what was improper and begging
God for forgiveness. Ah Bei was furious; he wanted nothing more than to punch him a couple of times to vent his anger. He'd never imagined
this innocent old virgin would react this way upon seeing a woman's naked body!
"Are you a space patrol officer?" The vice president, having already pulled up his pants, was brandishing a laser gun, pointing
it at Ah Bei and the old man.
Ah Bei, steeling himself, mustered his courage and threatened, "You know that's good! Our men have surrounded
this ship. You can't escape, so you'd better surrender quickly!" Several timid middle-aged men were immediately
terrified by his threats and slumped down.
The man surnamed Lei, panting and wiping the sweat from his brow, gritted his teeth and said resentfully, "...So
, the intelligence Chen Tuyang received this morning was true...! That bastard, not only did he not warn us a single word,
he quietly slipped away. Isn't he clearly trying to make me the scapegoat?"
"You know that much!" Abei seized the opportunity to fan the flames, "Lei 'Resentful Woman' (Lei Yuanfu's nickname),
you've always been loyal to Chen Tuyang, and he abandoned you at this crucial moment. Are you still planning to take the blame for
him? He's heartless, and you're unjust! I advise you to be sensible and become a witness for the prosecution, helping us
testify against Chen Tuyang's evil deeds in the Interstellar Court!"
"But...!" Lei Yuanfu's hands trembled. He had been Chen Tuyang's second-in-command for twenty years, and he
knew this seemingly upright but inwardly despicable man all too well. Now that he was well-prepared, he wouldn't
be so easily brought down! Moreover,
he hadn't directly intervened in the auctioning of moral virtue coefficients, accepting political donations, or instigating a coup in a neighboring country. Even if things really escalated, it wasn't certain they could implicate him…
Just as he was struggling with this internal conflict, suddenly, with a "whoosh," Lei Yuanfu screamed in agony, discovering
a bloody hole had burst open in his chest. He turned around in disbelief, only to see that the one who had just gotten up was that fat
pig: Colonel Faiz, the president-elect of Satellite Thirteen!
"I won't concern myself with your messy affair with Chen Tuyang, but don't even think about betraying me too!" The fat pig wiped
the blood from his mouth, his狰狞 (zhengning, meaning ferocious or hideous) face resembling a demon crawling out of hell. He
roared in a frenzied rage, seemingly insane: "You can still hope for a way back, but if I lose this round, I'll
lose my life too."
His gun was quickly pointed at Abei, and he chuckled maliciously: "As long as you and this cosmic patrolman are dead,
with no one to testify, I can naturally apply for diplomatic immunity and clear myself of all responsibility."
"You…" Lei Yuanfu coughed up blood and collapsed beside the dining table, glaring at
Fei Zhu with resentful, vicious eyes. It took him a while to breathe his last, ending his ugly life with unfinished business.
"Your turn! You wretched brat!" The fat pig rubbed his swollen cheek; Abei's
kick had almost flattened his face.
"Headmaster!" Abei whispered to the old priest, who was still praying devoutly: "Ahead! The Sixth Commandment
: You shall not murder!"
Fei Zhu, seeing him still incoherent even on his deathbed, couldn't help but want to burst out laughing. Unexpectedly, the
thin, seemingly frail priest, who looked as old as if he might die at any moment, casually flipped something over, and an invisible, immense force slammed into his chest
like a tidal wave. Before he could even scream, he was sent flying through the air like a kite with a broken string, tumbling several times
before crashing into the corridor wall with a thud, and then bouncing heavily onto the floor.
Just then, a noisy shouting echoed from the corridor; the backup space patrol had finally arrived.
V. The Secret of the Moral Coefficient
After Ah Bei finally settled everything, submitted a preliminary report to his superiors, and appeased
the person in charge of the hotel spaceship, it was almost midnight. Although they were resentful, they finally let the cunning "Dust"...
"Yang" escaped. He had already preemptively exposed the heinous act of auctioning off morality points on television, and
naturally, all the evidence pointed to Vice President Lei Yuanfu, who was already dead and unable to testify.
Moreover, he was "again" assassinated at the press conference, and the assailant was killed on the spot, reportedly
a member of Lei Yuanfu's faction. The previous two times, Yang was shot, leaving two parallel scars on his stomach; this
time, the assassin used a knife, the blade tearing through Yang's clothes and adding a
vertical wound to his left abdomen. The news reporter joked that if he were assassinated again, he could probably
"dig a well" on his stomach.
But the masses were blind; Yang's twisted theory of taking bullets and being stabbed for the people once again won
the sympathy of his supporters, and it seemed he could get away with it again.
Abei did not accompany the other space police to escort the prisoner away; he decided to stay behind. Anyway, apart from
a few people involved in the case, no one else knew his true identity. And he was worried about Isabella…
Just before the Space Patrol rushed into the room, Abei had already taken off his coat and carefully wrapped
Isabella's naked body. He had also specifically asked the old priest to take care of the still unconscious beauty.
He didn't trust anyone else to touch Isabella, and besides, she might have taken some kind of medicine; if it really flared
up and became clingy, no man could resist.
The one who opened the door was Principal Father Yun Dili, whose face was flushed and covered in sweat, panting heavily, seemingly
still very excited. But when he saw Abei, he seemed a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I acted impulsively
and couldn't help myself…" "
…" Abei's eyes widened!
Had he entrusted the wrong person again this time?
Seeing his stunned and fierce expression, the old priest felt even more ashamed, as if he wanted to disappear into thin air. "I'm so 　　sorry
... I... I need to go back to my room to pray and repent... May the Lord forgive this sinner!" He frantically made the sign of the cross with his hands and ran off like a shot. 　　 Abei, his heart pounding, pushed open the door and saw Isabella sitting on the edge of the bed in her nightgown, drying 　　her wet hair with a towel. Seeing it was Abei, she immediately blushed and said, "You big bad guy! You tricked me 　　so badly!" 　　 Seeing that she seemed alright, Abei anxiously asked, "Are you... are you alright?" 　　 Isabella suddenly pouted and threw herself into his arms, bursting into tears, "That old man just bullied 　　me..." 　　 "What?" Abei's vision blurred; he had actually guessed right! He'd lost big time this time! " 　　What did that old bastard do to you?" 　　 Isabella cried, tears streaming down her face. "I struggled with all my might, but it 　　was no use. That bad man held me down hard, tore my clothes with one hand, bit my 　　breasts hard, and rubbed that horrible thing against my genitals, it hurt so much..." 　　 "Did he...?" Ah Bei asked, his heart pounding with fear and cold sweat. 　　 The pretty girl, seemingly oblivious, asked, "What's wrong?" 　　 Abei's heart nearly leaped out of his chest. He nodded frantically, pressing, "I mean, did he...do he go 　　inside? Did you get taken advantage of by that shameless old hypocrite, that charlatan, that Yun Dili?" 　　 The pretty girl immediately blushed, "No! He ejaculated on my thigh before he even started... 　　Huh? Who are you talking about?" Isabella looked at Abei suspiciously, "I'm talking about that Colonel Philip! 　　What does the principal have to do with it?" 　　 "What? The principal didn't bully you?" Abei scratched his head, puzzled. "Then why did he apologize so profusely just now 　　, saying he committed a crime?" 　　 Isabella thought for a moment, then suddenly pursed her lips, smiled, and pointed behind Abei. 　　 Ah Bei turned around and saw a large dent in the metal wall of the room, and the floor was covered with 　　fallen wood and wallpaper scraps. "What happened? Is someone demolishing the building?" 　　 "The principal insisted on explaining his 'Ten Commandments Fist' to me, and couldn't help but demonstrate it 　　for me, punch by punch. He only realized he had broken the wall after he finished, so he must be embarrassed!" Isabella 　　explained with a smile. 　　 "Phew!" Ah Bei breathed a sigh of relief. "That old fool! He's like a child, he really scared me to death 　　!" 　　 "Don't talk about him like that! If it weren't for him, you wouldn't have been able to save me this time," Isabella said with a smile. " 　　That's why when he asked me to fulfill his wish, I immediately agreed!" 　　 The heavy stone that had just been put down suddenly flew up again and pressed down on Ah Bei's heart. "What wish 　　?" 　　 Isabella had already lowered her head in embarrassment, and could not see Ah Bei's ashen face at all. "He said 　　that the biggest failure in his life was that he had never really seen a woman's body, so he almost 　　messed things up when he was saving people. Therefore, he asked me to..." " 　　 Asked you to do what...?" Ah Bei's heart was pounding wildly again. 　　 The beautiful girl's chin almost touched her neck: "He demanded that I take off all my clothes so he could see me clearly 　　..." 　　 Abei was almost furious: "And what did you do?" 　　 "Of course I agreed. He's my savior!" Isabella answered matter-of-factly, "So 　　I took off all my clothes and lay on the bed letting him see me." Abei barely managed to hold back from spitting out blood 　　. 　　 "..." " 　　 ..." 　　 "..." " 　　 And then?" Abei finally couldn't help but ask. 　　 Isabella, however, kept her head down, playing with her slender fingers. 　　 "And then what?" 　　 The beautiful girl finally raised her head, indignantly complaining, "He said, 'Oh! So they 　　're all the same as the nuns!' and then told me to put my clothes back on." 　　 "..." Abei was speechless again. 　　 "Next..." Isabella pouted.

"What else?" Ah Bei was about to have a heart attack.
Isabella playfully punched him: "Then you, you big bad guy, arrived! What else is there?"
Ah Bei was both amused and exasperated, never expecting that these few minutes would be even more exciting than the life-or-death battle just now.
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, hugged the beautiful girl who had narrowly escaped death tightly, and said excitedly, "You know what?
I was so worried about you just now. I even risked my life to save you..."
Isabella gently rested her head on his shoulder and said, "The principal told me everything." She broke free from Ah Bei's
embrace, pouted her beautiful little mouth, and said coquettishly, "You're a big liar, you lied to me and said you were only eighteen years old.
Confess, how old are you really?"
"...Twenty-nine!"
"That old?" The beautiful girl opened her mouth wide: "Isn't that a full twelve years older than me?
Should I call you uncle then?"
"...What? I'm already the youngest in the entire team of space detectives!" Ah Bei's face turned red:
"And the most handsome one too!" he added.
"But we're so far apart in age..." Isabella watched Ah Bei's face slowly darken,
then suddenly smiled and threw herself into his arms. "But... I like it!"
Ah Bei was overjoyed and immediately embraced her warm, soft body, kissing her
sweet little mouth without hesitation.
Isabella, panting, broke free from Ah Bei's passionate kiss and crawled back to the corner of the bed, slowly saying
, "I wonder if fate has destined us to be apart... The first man to touch my body wasn't
you (yes, it was that pervert on the train who molested her). The first man to undress me wasn't you either;
(it should be that fat pig!) Even the first man to make me voluntarily undress wasn't you...
(It was the old headmaster!)" The more she spoke, the more frustrated Ah Bei became.
"So, to compensate you for your loss," Isabella slowly loosened the belt of her robe,
her face flushed, and said, "I've decided to give you the most precious first time of my life..." Her voice trailed off,
almost inaudible.
Ah Bei couldn't hear her either, but that didn't matter. All his attention was focused on the robe slowly unfolding like a stage
curtain, gradually revealing Isabella's flawless virgin body
. Even when the robe was completely off her beautiful form, silently falling onto the carpet, Ah Bei
remained stunned, utterly unable to react.
"You..." Isabella breathed heavily, her firm breasts trembling,
the dark pubic hair between her legs glistening faintly.
"..." Ah Bei swallowed hard, still unable to believe what he was seeing.
Finally, Isabella couldn't resist any longer. With a soft "ooh," she threw herself into Ah Bei
's arms, kissing him passionately and wildly on the face. Ah Bei, as if waking from a dream, hurriedly loosened his clothes. In the blink of an eye,
they had become Adam and Eve.
Since it was his deserved compensation, Ah Bei didn't hold back. He greedily kissed every inch of the beautiful girl's
skin, not even sparing her most intimate parts like her pubic mound and anus. This time, he was certain he was the first
lucky one. The beautiful girl was kissed to the point of ecstasy, her fair body completely flushed pink, and she fainted
several times.
But she wasn't entirely passive; she even fiercely demanded to learn how to play the flute, clinging to Ah Bei and wanting to eat
his little brother. Ah Bei was actually a little worried; Isabella probably had no experience with this thing, right?
If she bit him, it would be a big problem. Fortunately, Isabella was small and had a delicate mouth, so she couldn't possibly swallow
Ah Bei's swollen, hard penis. She could only take small sips and slowly lick the huge mushroom head.
However, with such a beautiful woman providing oral service, Ah Bei was still incredibly happy; therefore, he
couldn't hold back for more than a few minutes before he couldn't help but explode, spraying hot semen all over Isabella's face, letting her
experience the taste of being "facially ejaculated" for the first time before even losing her virginity.
Having gone too far, Ah Bei immediately felt apologetic and used the sheet to wipe the semen from Isabella's face, while
gently comforting the little beauty who was stunned by the shocking explosion. Isabella, sobbing, pounded her little
pink fists against his chest, cursing him fiercely, "You're so bad... you've got all that filth all over my face
!"
Abei chuckled, pressing her down on the bed and tickling her, his nimble tongue
licking her most sensitive spots—her earlobes, her neck, her armpits—making the young beauty gasp and moan, completely forgetting to protest. Her snow-white
body quickly heated up again, and her two pink nipples slowly swelled, pressing hard
against Abei's pectoral muscles, teasing his already aroused penis.
Seeing Isabella's full breasts, he couldn't resist jumping up, sandwiching his now-active
member between those warm, soft mounds of flesh, burying it deep within the crevice and thrusting back and forth, enjoying his first
experience of breast play with such a beautiful girl.
Although Isabella wasn't entirely sure what Ah Bei was doing, the sight of that huge, red dragon head moving between her
breasts was quite stimulating, and she unconsciously began to moan softly. Her moans only made things worse;
Ah Bei couldn't hold back any longer, his penis throbbing uncontrollably once more. Before he could even move it away, his hot
semen burst forth, spraying onto the girl's delicate face once more.
This time, Isabella couldn't take it anymore, screaming as she jumped up and rushed into the bathroom. Ah Bei, exhausted, collapsed
onto the bed, panting heavily. Although he was young and strong, ejaculating twice in just over ten minutes
was normal; a break was necessary.
After a while, Isabella washed herself clean and came out of the bathroom: "You big bad guy, you didn't even tell me you were going to ejaculate
, leaving me all dirty..." she scolded, but then lifted the thin blanket and lay down next to Ah Bei
.
Ah Bei smiled wryly, still panting; he was utterly exhausted that night! First came a thrilling manhunt...
The battle, followed by hours of tedious reports, and now, with repeated failures, he
'd even died on the battlefield, sacrificing his life for his country, without ever touching Isabella's virginity. She was truly indignant.
Isabella looked at the soft, white, filthy thing between his legs, and frowned, pinching
her nose as she scolded, "You're filthy and smelly! Go wash yourself clean, or you can forget about ever touching me again!" She pulled
the thin blanket tighter around her.
Ah Bei glared at her, exasperated, and reluctantly got up, running into the bathroom.
"Hey! Do you remember the secret you promised me about how to improve your moral compass?" Isabella lay on the bed,
her little head suddenly remembering Ah Bei's promise.
"Oh! Right! I still owe you a secret." Ah Bei's shouts and the sound of the shower water
came from the bathroom: "Actually, I bought it from a smuggler nicknamed 'Perverted Man.'
If I didn't have this secret, I wouldn't have been able to infiltrate this undercover operation!"
"...So the morality bracelet doesn't have any mysterious function at all. It's just a
tool that collects our own brainwaves and transmits them to a central computer; it doesn't have the ability to judge right and wrong.
The key to right and wrong in other matters still lies in our own minds."
"So what is it?" Isabella pressed, as it seemed too abstract.
"That means: if you do something you believe is wrong, the morality bracelet will
deduct points from your morality score based on your brainwaves; conversely, if you believe it's right, the morality bracelet will
add points according to your thoughts."
"But since most of us grow up under the same traditional set of moral values, subconsciously
, we are actually the fairest judges of our own actions, because you can't
lie to yourself!" Abei added, "Of course, this theory doesn't apply to madmen and hypocrites."
Isabella immediately booed, "Even if you know it, you can't do it, so what kind of secret technique is that!"
"Becoming a complete hypocrite is certainly not easy; at least I can't do it... But fortunately, those
people from Duststorm left a loophole in the moral coefficient scoring system to satisfy their arrogant and selfish desires.
Just saying 'Long live the President of the Duststorm Pan-Asteroid Cluster Alliance' will raise the bracelet's moral coefficient by one
point..."
Isabella, listening from bed, frowned and said, "No way! That's so perverted?" She then
whispered to the bracelet on her wrist, "Long live the President of the Duststorm Pan-Asteroid Cluster Alliance!"
It wasn't a trick of the eye; the score on the bracelet really did rise by one point! It was so fun! Isabella couldn't help
but try it more than ten times, watching the score jump up point by point, she excitedly exclaimed, "It really works!"
Huh? The bathroom was quiet; there was no sound of water, no human voice.
Where was Ah Bei?
Isabella suspiciously got out of bed, carrying the sheets, and slowly walked into the bathroom. Ah Bei, wrapped in a bath towel, sat
on the bathroom floor, snoring loudly, already asleep.
(Episode VI. Epilogue)
Ah Bei yawned and opened his eyes, only to suddenly remember that he seemed to have fallen asleep while using the toilet after showering.
...What about Isabella? If he missed the precious opportunity to deflower such a beauty because of oversleeping,
he would be punished by heaven! He jumped up in surprise, only to find himself perfectly fine, comfortably
sleeping on the soft bed; Isabella's flawless body was curled up in his arms, sleeping soundly
.
Ah Bei immediately breathed a sigh of relief, glancing at his watch; it was almost dawn. He must have been too tired last night
, so he fell asleep in the bathroom.
Not daring to wake Isabella, he quietly propped himself up against the headboard, slowly admiring the beautiful sleeping woman's graceful
posture. Isabella lay on his stomach, her proud breasts hidden beneath her, but her snow-
white, smooth back was completely exposed. Her slightly raised spine, like a signpost, clearly pointed to her
smooth, full buttocks. In the shadows of her cleft, wisps of dark, soft hair peeked out.
This incredibly alluring scene immediately made Ah Bei's blood boil, his blood rushing to his head and simultaneously
surging into his well-rested, ready-to-break dragon. A huge pillar of fire
rapidly expanded, quickly rising vertically from a horizontal angle, just lashing the sleeping beauty's cheek.
Isabella cried out and sat up, her jade-like hand not pressing anywhere else, but precisely on the intercontinental ballistic
missile, ready to be launched. When she realized it was Ah Bei's little brother, she calmed down and turned her surprise into embarrassment
: "You heartless bastard! You woke me up before dawn, and you don't even appreciate how hard I worked last night to carry
you, this sleeping rascal, from the bathroom to the bed!"
The beauty spat, rubbing her eyes, unaware that her jiggling breasts were
fueling the powder keg that was about to explode.
Ah Bei, having held back for so long, could no longer resist. He pounced on the still-not-fully-awake beauty, flipping her over and pinning her to the bed
. Forgetting even the basic courtesy of saying good morning, he forgot all foreplay; he had already forced his huge,
erect penis against the city gate as soon as the battle began. If Isabella's piercing scream of pain hadn't brought him back to his senses,
Ah Bei might have already penetrated her.
When he came to his senses, he realized that his huge head was already brutally forcing its way into the beautiful girl's tight flower slit.
The dried-up flower stream gripped the swollen, hard glans painfully, and the virgin beneath him was already in tears
.
Abei felt guilty and quickly withdrew his army from the city gate they had just breached. Isabella gasped for breath,
biting his arm hard and scolding, "Can't you be gentler? It's my first time!"
But after biting, seeing the deep teeth marks, she felt a pang of heartache.
Abei endured the pain without crying out, gently apologizing, "It's my fault, it was wrong of me to hurt you."
He tenderly licked away Isabella's tears while letting his dragon slowly grind against her tender mound
.
Actually, Ah Bei hadn't truly crossed the threshold of virginity yet, and Isabella's pain quickly subsided. She
felt her whole body burning hot, but between her legs, it felt like a flood was about to erupt, a
shameful throbbing that made her feel like she was about to urinate.
His burning lips landed on the two ripe, almost bursting buds on the beauty's chest, forcing the tender young girl
to uncontrollably let out a lustful moan from between her shy teeth.
Isabella cried out in pain, and the tightly closed gates of her body were once again forced open; but the throbbing pain was quickly
overwhelmed by another, stronger, and completely unfamiliar pleasure. She twisted her delicate body in contradiction, wanting to escape the excruciating
pain, yet unwilling to give up the even more excruciating pleasure...
Ah Bei had only forced in half a finger when he was already forced to make no progress by the tight passage, only able to hold onto
the small territory he had conquered, advancing little by little. Amidst the captivating, almost tearful moans of the beautiful girl, the man slowly
began to cultivate that sacred territory never before visited. His fingers probed deeper and deeper until they reached the girl's
most sacred seal, where they reluctantly stopped, beginning to move slowly in and out.
Slowly, Isabella seemed to grow accustomed to the feeling of being filled, no longer crying out in pain. But just as
she began to enjoy it, the wretched finger suddenly withdrew without a sound. The once swollen
flower path instantly felt empty, and the thirsty girl immediately arched her back, desperately seeking the
pleasure of being filled.
The man pressed down hard… and the emptiness was finally filled!
"Ouch!"… It was too full. Isabella opened her beautiful eyes with a pained cry, only to see Ah Bei
kneeling between her legs, the enormous, terrifying beast's head already hidden
between her two delicate petals, stretched completely out of shape.
"It hurts! Stop...no! No!" the beautiful girl screamed, struggling to grip the man's arm
, trying to stop him from going any further. Ah Bei seemed to feel Isabella's pain as well, because his own glans
was also hurting from being squeezed; the powerful pressure of the virgin's passage almost flattened his penis.
"Isabella, relax a little. It's normal for a girl to feel a little pain the first time. Once you get through it, it will
feel very good," he coaxed the tearful girl.
"But it really hurts! Ugh!" Ah Bei's fiery rod trembled, and Isabella cried out again.
Abei couldn't bear to see her suffer so much, so he stopped temporarily, enduring the pain of forcing himself to continue.
He simply rotated and twitched slightly near the entrance; the feeling of his glans being squeezed was enough to give him
pleasure.
As the flower cave became increasingly wet, Isabella's cries of pain slowly turned into moans of pleasure
. Only then did Abei carefully, with slow, deliberate steps, retreating two parts and advancing one, gradually
carving out a narrow passage through the tightly pressed flesh. The virgin's vagina was so narrow that every time Abei's penis retreated slightly,
the tender flesh would immediately close, each thrust feeling like it was tearing the delicate walls apart.
The beautiful girl cried out in pain the moment her virginity was torn off, tears of intense pain and adult excitement streaming down her face ; like the streaks of crimson blood that splattered from the secret cave, 　　they left an indelible and precious memory
on the snow-white sheets . 　　 Ah Bei lowered his head, watching as the tender, pink flesh of the beautiful woman's vaginal opening gradually 　　indented inward with the insertion of his penis. Glistening with lustful fluid, it continuously seeped from the tightly pressed opening, mingling with the crimson of a virgin 　　's first time, staining their pubic hair red. 　　 Isabella's plaintive, moving breaths never ceased, as the enormous penis was gradually swallowed 　　, singing tales of her first sexual experience in Ah Bei's ear. Only when their bodies were finally completely pressed together 　　did they both exhale deeply, offering their sincerest 　　blessings to the virgin who had become a true woman. 　　 The fiery red penis, nourished by the fresh blood and gushing nectar, grew even larger. Isabella continued 　　to moan in pain, but her plump, white buttocks involuntarily arched upwards, her waist trembling and 　　heaving. Her pink vagina clenched and convulsed, oozing streaks of crimson fluid, 　　overflowing wave after wave from the gaping opening that seemed about to burst. 　　 Ah Bei rode valiantly across the beautiful woman's body, his greedy tongue relentlessly licking her engorged 　　nipples, his hands shamelessly kneading her hardened breasts, leaving countless crimson finger 　　marks on her snow-white mounds. The frequency of his thrusts gradually increased, each one striking her clitoris with tremendous force. 　　 The beautiful girl felt as if she were melting on fire, her small mouth agape, uncontrollably emitting wanton and 　　pleasurable cries. She could no longer distinguish between pain and pleasure, instinctively clinging tightly to 　　the man on top of her, thrusting her slender waist to allow each powerful pounding to be heavier and deeper. 　　 Her taut, beautiful body suddenly shuddered, her buttocks thrusting forward forcefully, her small, fleshy opening clenching 　　tightly, sealing the enormous penis thrusting deep inside, rhythmically contracting and relaxing. Hot, gushing 　　fluid erupted from the depths of her flower, splashing onto the massive glans at the center. Isabella had climaxed! She 　　screamed in a daze, even her bitten hand couldn't stop the series of shrill, joyful cries. 　　 Ah Bei gritted his teeth, enduring the scalding heat of Isabella's surging lust, preventing him from 　　surrendering. But the violent throbbing of his penis clearly indicated that the moment of climax was not far off 　　. He could no longer spare her any tenderness; his massive penis pounded wildly inside Isabella's newly opened virgin territory 　　, as if trying to pulverize the beautiful girl's body completely. 　　 The room was filled with obscene sounds: the slapping of flesh against flesh and the splashing of love juice 　　. 　　 The man let out a satisfied, piercing howl as his thick, long penis finally conquered the beautiful girl's body; his phallus 　　penetrated her completely, breaking through her virginity and venturing into her deepest forbidden zone. 　　 Isabella felt both pain and pleasure, immediately letting out a terrifying, earth-shattering scream. Her stretched cervix 　　spasmed violently, tightly gripping the massive, penetrating glans.

Ah Bei could no longer hold on. His arched back contracted violently, spraying countless thick streams of semen
into Isabella's virgin womb like a machine gun.
The beautiful girl, tasting male essence for the first time, immediately winced in pain, her face contorted with a
complex mix of pain, surprise, despair, and extreme satisfaction.
Her beautiful waist arched perfectly, pressing tightly against the man's
massive body. Her long, slender legs, like vises, tightly wrapped around Ah Bei's back. Her trembling clitoris,
like a baby's begging mouth, incessantly sucked at the deep glans, as if trying to squeeze every last drop
out.
The two young bodies remained locked in a trembling, stale stalemate for a while before their satisfied breathing gradually subsided.
Ah Bei lay softly on Isabella's sweat-drenched body, gazing with deep emotion at
the stunning beauty who had just given him her precious virginity. The beautiful young woman, exhausted and dazed from the unprecedentedly intense climax , was breathing rapidly; 　　tear stains from
the moment of her loss of virginity still lingered at the corners of her beautiful eyes . 　　 Ah Bei tenderly kissed Isabella's eyelids: "Does it still hurt?" 　　 Isabella's long eyelashes fluttered, her face flushed, seemingly still savoring 　　the afterglow of their first encounter. She first shook her head shyly, then quickly nodded, finally 　　opening her beautiful eyes with a coy smile: "It hurt at first, but then it didn't hurt anymore..." She then covered her face with her small hands, not wanting Ah 　　Bei to see the rising blush. 　　 "Isabella, thank you!" Abei pulled away her shy hands and kissed her passionately on her 　　lips. "I'm so lucky! To have won your favor and to have the honor of being your first man." " 　　 And the last!" Isabella hugged him tightly around the back of the neck. "Tomorrow is my seventeenth 　　birthday, and I'm going to officially marry you and be your only woman." 　　(Note: The laws in the satellite city stipulate that seventeen is the age of adulthood, and one can vote and decide for oneself to get married...) 　　 Abei was stunned for a moment; he had never thought about marriage. 　　 Seeing his hesitation, Isabella immediately became fierce, biting his chin and glaring at him 　　menacingly, warning, "If you dare not marry me, I'll sue you for rape!" 　　 "When did I say I wouldn't take responsibility…?" Ah Bei immediately feigned distress, surrendering unconditionally: 　　"Besides, to have you, Miss Isabella, willing to marry me, I don't know how many lifetimes I, Zhang Zhengbei, have cultivated, or 　　how much good fortune I accumulated in my past life, is 'retribution' for this!" 　　 In truth, he was just being stubborn; he had truly fallen deeply in love with this vibrant and beautiful young woman. And 　　with Isabella's qualities, she was indeed a tree worth sacrificing the entire forest for. 　　 Seeing her lover's agreement, the beautiful girl instantly softened; playfully, she gently twitched her tight flesh, squeezing 　　the still-swollen little thing that remained inside her flower cave. The still-powerful dragon immediately 　　began to leap, responding to the challenge issued by the little beauty. 　　 Abei chuckled lewdly, thrusting his slowly swelling penis forward, and bit Isabella's fair earlobe with a mocking laugh 　　: "Looks like you really aren't in pain anymore..." 　　 Isabella, embarrassed and angry, pushed Abei away abruptly, causing his swollen "little fire dragon" 　　to be pulled out with a "pop," bringing with it a large gush of thick pink fluid. 　　 "Ouch!" The beautiful girl was startled by the sudden pain. Her alluring yet feigned resistance 　　reignited Abei's lust, which had just cooled. He immediately pounced on Isabella 　　's body, grabbing her two still-fighting, fair ankles, 　　almost folding her entire body in half. 　　 Isabella didn't resist, appearing completely submissive. She swallowed hard, biting her cute 　　lower lip shyly, watching her two red and swollen lips being slowly forced open by the huge dragon head. 　　 "Wait!" Ah Bei suddenly said, his face changing drastically, "You just said you'll only turn seventeen 'tomorrow'?" 　　His downward thrust abruptly stopped. Isabella, who was eagerly anticipating her lover's renewed favor, immediately scolded him 　　, "What's wrong with you?" 　　 Ah Bei cried out, "Then you're still...sixteen today! I...I...didn't I commit 　　the serious crime of 'having sexual relations with a minor'?" He looked miserable, and the once powerful dragon between his legs 　　immediately deflated. 　　 The disappointed girl immediately became furious, angrily rolling to the side and crossing her arms, yelling, "It's only one 　　day short! Who would know if I didn't tell? Besides, you have that damned secret trick! You 　　could have fooled the morality bracelet test too, right?" 　　 Ah Bei had forgotten about her and quickly checked his morality bracelet. Sure enough, when it comes to crimes, you 　　can't fool yourself; his bracelet had turned black, and the score display showed 　　"0"! 　　 Thank goodness for that secret trick! 　　 Ah Bei breathed a sigh of relief, only then noticing Isabella pouting and looking at him with dissatisfaction. He immediately 　　blushed and explained, "Although I'm not exactly a saint, I've always been law-abiding. This is 　　my first time breaking the law, so that's why..." 　　 "You cowardly lecher, bragging again!" Isabella made a face at him. 　　 Abei, enraged, pounced on her and pinned her down, the two rolling around on the bed, playfully teasing each other. Abei pressed Isabella 　　beneath him, then suddenly seemed to remember something: "There's something I've always wanted to ask you. Can you 　　tell me honestly? Just one thing! But it has to be honest, no lying, and no evasive answers 　　!" 　　 "...?" Isabella frowned in confusion. 　　 "You have to agree first!" 　　 "Okay!" The beautiful girl gritted her teeth, finally nodding. 　　 Abei said, "Actually, I've wanted to ask this for a long time. Why did you get points deducted when you were molested that time 　　?" 　　 The beautiful girl's face flushed instantly.

"...Alright! If you don't want to talk about it, then forget it." Ah Bei was afraid of upsetting the pretty girl again.
"That's because...because..." Isabella hesitated, then finally covered her face in embarrassment and said,
"I never thought of resisting!"
"Oh! You little pervert!" Ah Bei pretended to understand.
Isabella immediately raised her fist to punch him: "You promised not to make fun of people!"
"Okay! Okay! I won't laugh!" Ah Bei made a gesture of zipping up his mouth.
He paused, then asked again, "But even if I didn't resist, I wouldn't lose so many points. You must be
hiding something from me!"
"..." Isabella's face turned even redder: "That's because...that's because...after I got home, I
hid in the bathroom and played by myself for a while..."
"Oh! No wonder you called me a pervert? So you're a little slut who loves perverts!"
The beautiful girl certainly wouldn't let Ah Bei off the hook: "You're asking for it!...Hey!" But before her fist could land,
Ah Bei had already struck first. The huge fiery rod had already been adjusted to a good angle and broke into her body before the beautiful girl could make her move
.
"Hey...gently, gently!" It was only the second time after all. Although Isabella's little hole was already
soaking wet from the previous erotic play, the narrow flower path still couldn't immediately adapt to the
intense swelling and pain of being suddenly filled.
Ah Bei was determined to punish this wretched little beauty. He pressed Isabella's hands tightly above her head, his engorged member
relentlessly pressing down. The massive member brutally tore open the newly healed virgin flesh, like a warrior
overcoming obstacles, first smashing open the tightly closed petals, then bursting open the half-closed virgin gate, carrying remnants of the sacred hymen
, and forcefully thrusting into the beautiful girl's heart.
Isabella immediately screamed like a pig being slaughtered, her ten fingers digging deeply into the pillow,
almost tearing it in two. Although Ah Bei's thrust nearly killed her, in the intense shock
, she also reached an unprecedented climax.
Isabella struggled to catch her breath, "Long live the President of the Dust-Raising Asteroid Cluster Alliance!" Ah
Bei's violent withdrawal almost killed her again.
"Long live the President of the Duststorm Asteroid Cluster Alliance!" Abei shouted, thrusting down again with all his might.
"Ouch!" Isabella cried out.
"Long live the President of the Duststorm Asteroid Cluster Alliance!" Abei shouted as he
ravaged the beautiful girl's body, thrusting with each cry.
The score on the display screen kept jumping up, quickly exceeding two hundred, and the bracelet changed from black
to gray, then to brownish-red.
"Long live the President of the Duststorm Asteroid Cluster Alliance!" Abei shouted, thrusting again. Isabella
had long since stopped crying out in pain; her slender waist, like a slingshot, arched rapidly in sync with Abei's thrusts.
"Oh...faster...a little faster," the pretty girl urged, actually complaining that it was too slow!
Abei suddenly pulled back, then thrust forward again with all his might: "Long live the President of the Dust-Raising Asteroid Cluster Alliance!
...No! The rhythm is off!" He cursed the damned Dust-Raising in his heart, why did he have to make the slogan
so long, like a foot binding rag.
Isabella gasped between moans, "...Actually, you can use an abbreviation,
I tried it last night after you fell asleep..." Her body convulsed.
"Faster! Faster..." She was about to climax!
"Really?" Abei was overjoyed, the slow pace was so exciting: "Then it should
be 'Long live President Dust'!" He pressed down hard, grinding against Isabella's flower core.
"Ugh..." Isabella almost fainted.
"Wait a minute!" Abei cried out, this time the score on the bracelet didn't change.
Isabella groaned in her semi-conscious state, "Not president...! Then... how could a dead man be satisfied with just being
president...!" She was almost exhausted, but her waist still arched with all her might, unwilling to miss a moment of
being heavily ravaged by the huge glans.
"Oh! I understand!" Ah Bei cheered in sudden realization, his hands tightly gripping the beautiful girl's waist as she came forward
. His penis retreated until it was almost completely out before he thrust it back in with all his might, shouting at the same time:
"Long live President Chen Fan!"
Success! The score on the bracelet rose again. The beautiful girl screamed incoherently,
the most violent spasms erupting from her completely penetrated flower core. Intense pleasure spread from the depths of her womb to her limbs and bones at the speed of light,
even her slender fingers and jade-like toes twitched and curled uncontrollably.
Boiling love fluids gushed forth like a burst dam, slapping against the massive pillar of fire that suddenly surged in, then shooting out at high speed from the seam between their joined bodies , adding another brutal 　　mark
of battle to the already soaked sheets . 　　 "Long live Emperor Chenfan!" 　　 The vigorous thrusting accelerated... 　　 "Long live Emperor Chenfan!" 　　 "I'm going to die..." 　　 "Long live Emperor Chenfan!" 　　 "..." 　　 "Long live Emperor Chenfan!" 　　 "..." 　　 "Long live Emperor Chenfan!" 　　 "..." 　　 "..." 　　 [The End]

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