58: Chapter 58 AI Maid: Master, would you like some special services? (Referring to a massage)

"Gulp."

Jiang Chen clearly heard the sound of himself swallowing, which rang out particularly loudly in the quiet living room.

The girl kneeling on the carpet before him, possessing long pink hair and mechanical cat ears, blinked those pure, emerald-green mechanical eyes, issuing an invitation that no healthy male could refuse.

"Special service?"

"And relieving worries?"

Jiang Chen felt his Dao heart, once as firm as a rock, shaking violently; it was even beginning to crack.

This was a housekeeping-type artificial angel from a God-level Civilization!

Although she was a robot, the tactile sensation of her skin, those exquisite facial features, and those slightly trembling cat ears… who could resist that?

"Um… Ikaros, right?"

Jiang Chen shrank back, his palms sweating as he tried to maintain the last shred of his dignity as her master. "This 'special service' of yours… is it… decent?"

"Decent?"

Ikaros tilted her head, seemingly searching for the definition of the term. A few seconds later, her monotone electronic voice sounded again:

"According to database definitions, this service falls under the category of 'deep tissue therapy and endocrine regulation.' It aims to clear lactic acid accumulation in the master's body through high-frequency microwave vibration and precision mechanical pressure, unblock meridians, and remove… dead skin."

"Dead… dead skin?"

Jiang Chen froze. The colorful, lewd thoughts in his mind were instantly doused with a bucket of cold water, cooling him down completely.

So it was just scrubbing and a massage?

That scared the hell out of me!

I thought you were going to discuss the origins of life with me!

"Phew…"

Jiang Chen let out a long breath, feeling both disappointed and relieved.

Thank goodness it was just a massage; if it had been anything else, and she short-circuited or pinched him, it would have turned into a medical emergency.

"Fine."

Jiang Chen took off his high-end custom jacket—worth hundreds of thousands—tossed it onto the floor, sprawled out on the leather sofa, and buried his face in a pillow.

"My back has been aching for the past two days, especially since yesterday… *cough*, just give me a massage. Let me see how skilled your God-level Civilization's techniques really are."

"As you command, Master."

Ikaros slowly stood up.

Her originally slender, fair palms suddenly emitted a slight mechanical clicking sound. The skin on her fingertips parted slightly, extending several extremely fine, blue-glowing metal probes.

"Scanning Master's physical condition…"

"Detected slight strain in lumbar vertebrae L4 and L5. Detected extreme stiffness in shoulder and neck muscles. Detected residual adrenaline secretion…"

As she recited the data, she strode over with her long legs and sat directly on Jiang Chen's lower back.

The movement was as light as a feather.

But the moment her hands pressed onto Jiang Chen's shoulders—

"Crack!"

"Aaaahhh—!!!"

A shrill scream instantly pierced through the villa's soundproof glass, startling a few sparrows in the yard.

Pain!

Bone-piercing pain!

That wasn't a massage at all; it was like having his bones crushed by hydraulic pliers!

"Lighter! Lighter! Are you trying to murder your husband?!"

Jiang Chen was in so much pain that tears were streaming down his face as he desperately slapped the sofa. "Is this a massage? This is a bone-crushing technique!"

"Master, please endure."

Ikaros's voice remained entirely devoid of emotion, yet the force of her hands did not diminish in the slightest; she even increased the power. "Your muscle fibers are severely adhered and must be broken apart through heavy force. This pain is a necessary part of the treatment process."

"Bzzzzzt—"

Her palms began to vibrate at a high frequency.

The frequency was extremely high, conducting deep into his body along his bones, bringing with it a strange, tingling sensation that was both sore and painful.

Only a dozen seconds passed.

The tearing, excruciating pain began to subside, replaced by a warm, soothing flow of heat that spread rapidly from the treated areas throughout his entire body.

His originally stiff neck loosened.

His aching lower back no longer felt sore.

He felt as if his entire body had been dismantled and reassembled, leaving him feeling so light he could float away.

"Hiss… phew…"

Jiang Chen buried his face in the pillow and let out a groan that was incredibly comfortable—and incredibly easy to misunderstand:

"Oh, that's good…"

"This technique… is incredible!"

"Move down a bit… yes, right there… use more force…"

While enjoying the God-level massage, Jiang Chen chatted idly with his newly appointed maid.

"Hey, Ikaros, what else can you do besides give massages?"

"Since you're a strategic AI, you can't just know how to scrub backs, right?"

Ikaros, while pressing her knees against Jiang Chen's spine, calmly replied:

"Reporting to Master, this unit is equipped with the full suite of civilian life skills from a God-level Civilization."

"These include, but are not limited to: full-scale interstellar network intrusion and takeover, antimatter engine maintenance, planetary-level environmental modification, and… cooking."

"Cooking?"

Jiang Chen's interest was piqued. "You can cook? That's fantastic! I'm sick of eating special rations. What kind of dishes can you make? A Manchu-Han Imperial Feast? French haute cuisine?"

"This unit has not yet downloaded Earth recipes."

Ikaros blinked those eerie green eyes. "However, according to the 'High-Energy Fuel Cookbook' pre-installed in this unit, I can prepare the following for you: Steamed Graphene, Braised Lithium-ion Batteries, and Nuclear Waste Sashimi."

"…"

Jiang Chen's mouth twitched.

"Forget it. Just learn how to cook instant noodles first. As for batteries… while I'm not a picky eater, my teeth haven't exactly evolved to that level yet."

"Command received. Connecting to Earth's internet… Downloading the complete collection of 'Chuuka Ichiban!'… Analyzing the molecular structure of the 'Manchu-Han Imperial Feast'…"

The data streams in Ikaros's eyes flashed wildly.

After a mere three seconds:

"Learning complete."

She lowered her head, her mechanical cat ears rotating slightly, and her tone actually carried a hint of an emotion called "confidence":

"Master, what would you like to eat tonight? As long as the ingredients exist on Earth, I can replicate them for you, precise down to the molecular level. Even for lost imperial dishes, I can deduce them through big data calculations."

"Awesome!"

Jiang Chen gave a thumbs-up. "That's what a top-tier maid should be like! A hacker, a chef, and a masseuse all in one… This 50 million was well spent!"

He closed his eyes contentedly, feeling as if life had reached its peak.

He had money, power, an Empress conquering the Wasteland for him, and an all-around AI serving by his side.

This was the life of a god.

"Ikaros, move down a little more… yes, right there at my lower back… I was put through the ringer last night, so it needs extra attention."

Jiang Chen hummed in comfort. His voice was muffled because his face was buried in the pillow, making it sound even more suggestive.

"Use a bit more force… don't stop… this feels amazing…"

Ikaros was incredibly obedient.

She adjusted her posture to exert better leverage, effectively lying on top of Jiang Chen's back. Her hands reached through his armpits to press on his pectoral muscles and ribs, providing full-body relaxation.

From behind, this position looked as if she were tightly embracing Jiang Chen, the two of them intimate and tangled together.

From the front, it looked even more like some indescribable position.

Just as Jiang Chen was feeling so good he was about to drift off to sleep—

"Click."

A faint sound of a door lock turning—yet one that sounded piercingly loud in the quiet living room—echoed through the space.

It was the sound of a spare key opening the door.

Jiang Chen's eyes snapped open, an ominous premonition flashing through his mind.

Besides General Qin Weiguo, only one person possessed a spare key to this villa.

The person who used it to conveniently come over at any time to "report on work" and "research technology"—

"Creak—"

The heavy, blast-proof door was slowly pushed open.

The crisp, rapid sound of high heels striking the marble floor echoed, carrying an air of decisive authority.

Academician Chen Shuyin walked in, wind-swept and hurried, carrying her signature silver briefcase in one hand and a freshly printed top-secret document in the other.

She was wearing light makeup today, dressed in a well-tailored professional suit that made her look both capable and intelligent.

Clearly, she had come to discuss the implementation details of the "Controlled Nuclear Fusion" project with Jiang Chen.

Furthermore, to make up for the embarrassment of her "drunken outburst" last time, she had adjusted her mindset, determined to present her most professional and serious side.

"Mr. Jiang, regarding the superconducting materials for the ignition device, I have a new idea that I need you to—"

Academician Chen Shuyin strode into the living room, her eyes fixed on the document.

However, the moment she looked up and saw the scene on the sofa, her voice cut off abruptly.

The document in her hand scattered across the floor with a rustle.

The silver briefcase also landed on her foot with a "thud," but she seemed not to feel the pain.

She stared wide-eyed at the two figures tangled together on the sofa.

A "girl" in a maid outfit with cat ears and an explosive figure was straddling Jiang Chen.

And Jiang Chen, disheveled, was lying beneath her, letting out sounds of ecstasy: "Ah… that feels so good… don't stop…"

The air froze completely at that moment.

Academician Chen Shuyin pushed up her glasses, the lenses reflecting a chilling white light.

She took a deep breath. Her brain, usually so calm and rational, was left with only one thought— *This bastard!*

Saying one thing, but your body is being very honest!

Just two days ago, you were acting all innocent with me, talking about "principles" and "family."

And now, you turn around and start playing maid games at home?! You even got one with cat ears?

"Jiang… Chen!!!"

Academician Chen Shuyin gritted her teeth, every word squeezed out from between them, carrying a murderous aura strong enough to blow the roof off:

"Is this what you meant by… 'doing scientific research'?!"

"Is your research project… studying how to pile up with a maid?!"