51: Chapter 51 Pool Party

Upon hearing this series of system notifications, Lin Xiao's typically unperturbed eyes instantly lit up.

"An ecological villa carriage? With a temperature-controlled pool?!"

Even Lin Xiao, who was accustomed to the heavenly dao system's black technology, couldn't help but curse inwardly at this moment.

This system was practically a mind reader.

Knowing he had just endured an intense, bloody battle with nerves stretched taut, it immediately delivered a top-tier vacation paradise!

In this wasteland where even clean drinking water was a luxury...

While others were still risking their lives against zombies for a half-rotted biscuit...

He, Lin Xiao, was about to build a villa, lounge by a pool, and throw a swimsuit party inside a train?

This extreme sense of class disparity filled Lin Xiao, the newly-minted wasteland warlord, with genuine delight.

"Install it immediately!"

Lin Xiao stood up and issued the command without a moment's hesitation.

He chose the installation location in the safest, most heavily armored mid-to-rear section of the train, specifically the fifteenth carriage.

As his will confirmed the choice...

A brilliant golden light, visible only to him, instantly enveloped the fifteenth carriage.

That ordinary steel carriage, originally used for storing miscellaneous items, began to transform amid the faintest sounds of metallic restructuring.

Viewed from outside the train, the carriage's volume didn't change significantly.

It was merely slightly taller than the other carriages, its exterior still clad in the dark golden, resilient armor reinforced by the "Insect King Core," appearing low-key and substantial.

However...

When Lin Xiao walked up to the iris-scan password door glowing with blue light on the fifteenth carriage...

The world inside had undergone a complete, earth-shattering fold and reshaping.

"Beep! Identity confirmed: Conductor Lin Xiao."

"Welcome back to your private Eden."

A sweet, gentle synthetic voice chimed as the heavy alloy door silently slid open to both sides.

A scent, mingling the faint saltiness of sea breeze with high-end perfume, wafted towards him.

Stepping inside, the sight before him made even his battle-hardened heart skip a couple of heavy beats.

What kind of carriage was this?

This was clearly a luxurious duplex villa, as if the entire top floor of a five-star hotel had been hollowed out and crammed in here!

Utilizing insane spatial folding technology, the interior's actual area was far more expansive than it appeared from outside, spanning hundreds of square meters.

Underfoot was no longer cold metal flooring, but white artificial sand, fine and soft as powdered flour, carpeting the ground.

At the center of the sandy area lay an enormous, intelligently temperature-controlled pool shimmering with a deep blue glow.

The water was crystal clear, with several elegant floating trays drifting on its surface.

On the other side of the pool was a massive floor-to-ceiling panoramic window, but it didn't display the desolate wasteland outside.

Instead, it simulated a Maldivian seascape through the "Advanced Simulated Ecological Weather System"!

Azure sea and sky, the immersive surround sound of waves crashing against rocks, even the breeze brushing his cheeks carried a perfectly comfortable temperature.

Up on the duplex loft of the second level, an extravagantly large circular leather waterbed, spacious enough to accommodate over a dozen people, exuded an aura of decadent luxury.

Beside it stood an automatic replenishing wine cabinet stocked with various pre-war, rare vintages like Romanée-Conti, Lafite, and premium cigars.

"Now *this* is what I call surviving the apocalypse."

Lin Xiao shed his tactical trench coat, still carrying the scent of gunpowder, and casually tossed it onto the expensive leather sofa, letting out a deeply satisfied sigh.

He walked to the wine cabinet, poured himself half a glass of whiskey over ice, and downed it in one gulp.

The icy, potent liquor flowed down his throat, thoroughly dousing the lingering heat of slaughter within him.

"Such a wonderful place is a shame to enjoy alone."

Setting down the glass, a predatory, roguish grin curled at the corner of Lin Xiao's mouth.

He walked to the control console and pressed the communicator linked to the internal core channel.

"Shen Man, Su Qingqian."

"Wrap up whatever you're handling."

"Report to the fifteenth carriage in half an hour. There's a top-level 'confidential meeting' to attend."

Lin Xiao deliberately emphasized the words "confidential meeting," his tone leaving no room for refusal.

...

Half an hour later.

In the corridor of the Black Iron...

Su Qingqian was dressed in a practical, dark-colored form-fitting combat suit, the Tang sword "water cutter" hanging perpetually at her waist.

A trace of puzzlement colored her exquisitely beautiful, cool features.

"Sister Man, what's this 'confidential meeting' the Class Monitor mentioned?"

"He didn't even call Xiao Tang and Luo Yao, just the two of us?"

Su Qingqian asked softly, glancing at the equally bewildered Shen Man beside her.

Having weathered life and death together, the two women had grown very close.

Shen Man wore a form-fitting white turtleneck sweater and a pencil skirt today, outlining her ripe, peach-like figure in a way that was downright breathtaking.

She shook her head gently, a hint of helpless amusement flashing in her gentle, watery eyes.

"I don't know either, but that little rascal... definitely isn't thinking anything proper."

Since crossing that line in the infirmary, Shen Man's private address for Lin Xiao had gained a touch of intimate playfulness.

As they spoke, they arrived before the door of the fifteenth carriage.

That alloy door, emanating a faint blue glow, seemed incredibly mysterious.

"Lin Xiao, we're coming in."

Shen Man stepped forward, using the iris scan to verify the secondary permissions Lin Xiao had granted them.

With a soft "beep"...

The door slid open.

The next second...

The two Valkyries and the chief stewardess, decisive in the wasteland, stood rooted to the spot like wooden stakes.

They were dumbstruck.

Their brains completely short-circuited at that moment.

"Is... is this an illusion?"

Su Qingqian's beautiful ice-blue eyes widened instantly. She even instinctively gripped the hilt of her Tang sword, suspecting she'd fallen prey to some psychic monster's illusion.

"Heavens..."

Shen Man covered her rosy lips with both hands, her full chest heaving violently from the sheer shock.

What were they seeing?

Sunshine, sand, a swimming pool, fine wine!

In this wasteland world where even bathing required careful planning, and every waking day meant mutated monsters and bloody slaughter...

The decadent, heaven-like scene before them delivered a dimension-shattering blow to their senses and psyche.

"What are you standing there for? Waiting for a personal invitation?"

A lazy, magnetic voice drifted over from beside the pool.

The two women looked towards the source.

They saw Lin Xiao, already changed into loose-fitting swim trunks, bare-chested and reclining on a lounge chair by the pool.

Water droplets still glistened on his perfectly chiseled muscular frame, exuding a lethal aura of masculine hormones.

He held a glass of red wine, watching them with an amused, knowing smile.

"Cl-Class Monitor... what on earth is going on?"

"Are we dreaming?"

No matter how cool-headed Su Qingqian usually was, she couldn't maintain her composure now.

Tentatively stepping onto the soft artificial sand in her military boots, the incredibly realistic sensation made her shiver all over.

"Don't ask too many questions. Just chalk it up to pre-war black tech."

Lin Xiao drained his glass of red wine and beckoned imperiously.

"You two have been through life and death with me these past forty-eight hours. You've suffered."

"Tonight, this private villa carriage is your Class Monitor's internal victory celebration."

Hearing the words "internal victory celebration"...

As a woman of experience, Shen Man immediately grasped the subtext in Lin Xiao's words.

A captivating blush instantly spread across her gentle, mature face.

"But... we're still in our combat suits..."

Shen Man bit her lower lip, her voice becoming as faint as a mosquito's hum.

"The changing room over there has clothes prepared by the system in all sizes and styles."

Lin Xiao casually pointed towards a concealed door on the left.

"Go change."

"Remember, that's an order."

Lin Xiao's tone carried an undeniable hint of flirtatious command.

Su Qingqian's beautiful face flushed crimson in an instant, the blush spreading down to the base of her snow-white neck.

Though a god of slaughter on the battlefield, in matters between men and women, she remained the proud, easily-embarrassed campus belle with paper-thin skin.

"I... I'm not going!"

"I'm going back to clean my sword!"

Su Qingqian turned to flee.

But before she could take half a step, Shen Man grabbed her wrist.

"Qing Qian, dear, since we're here, we might as well relax."

Shen Man's dewy eyes now held a glint of mischief and the allure of a mature woman.

She leaned close to Su Qingqian's ear, her breath fragrant as she whispered softly.

"He is our king."

"In this post-apocalyptic world, whatever the king desires, we must provide, isn't that right?"

"Besides... don't you want to properly relax in this pool?"

Su Qingqian's breathing grew rapid from Shen Man's bold words. Gritting her teeth, she shot a fierce glare at Lin Xiao on the lounge chair.

In the end...

Tempted by the heavenly pool and driven by her deep-seated affection and submission to Lin Xiao...

The cool, proud chief assassin obediently followed Shen Man into the changing room.

Over ten minutes later.

The changing room door slowly opened.

Hearing the sound, Lin Xiao turned his head.

Even though he was mentally prepared, witnessing the sight before him still made his throat go dry and his blood begin to race uncontrollably.

Walking in front was Shen Man.

The usually dignified, intellectual chief stewardess had now fully unleashed the lethal allure of a mature older sister.

She had actually chosen a pure black bikini made of exceedingly scant fabric, connected by only a few thin straps!

The two pitifully small black pieces of cloth were utterly incapable of fully containing her astonishingly exaggerated, proud curves. Vast expanses of snowy, voluptuous skin glowed with a luster like mutton-fat jade under the light.

Below her slender, graspable waist were plump, pert peach-like buttocks and a pair of straight, long, sensuously fleshy legs.

Every step she took sent ripples through a dizzying landscape.

"Lin Xiao... do I look good?"

Shen Man walked up to Lin Xiao, her pretty face slightly flushed, but her gaze was bold and smoldering.

She casually sat on the edge of the lounge chair behind Lin Xiao, the incredible softness of her body making him suck in a sharp breath.

And behind Shen Man...

Su Qingqian shuffled out hesitantly.

Compared to Shen Man's boldness, this cool campus belle clearly hadn't overcome her mental barriers.

She had chosen the most conservative pure white one-piece swimsuit, covering almost everything except her limbs.

But she overlooked one thing.

This one-piece was made of an ultra-form-fitting, high-elasticity quick-dry fabric.

When she wore it...

Her originally hidden perfect figure, concealed by loose combat gear, was now delineated in minute detail by this taut white fabric!

Her flat stomach without a trace of fat, her perky, delicate peaks, and those incredibly proportioned, slender long legs accentuated by the high-cut design.

Paired with her exquisitely beautiful, cold face, now flushed with extreme shyness as if dew could drip from it...

This extreme contrast of a forbidden, restrained allure was even more visually impactful than Shen Man's bikini!

"H-have you looked enough!"

Su Qingqian felt her whole body grow feverish under Lin Xiao's predatory gaze. She instinctively crossed her arms in front of her, stomping her foot in embarrassed annoyance.

"Not enough. A lifetime wouldn't be enough."

Lin Xiao laughed heartily, suddenly extending a powerful arm.

He grabbed Su Qingqian's slender, pale wrist and pulled gently.

"Ah!"

Su Qingqian let out a soft cry, losing her balance and tumbling directly into Lin Xiao's broad, solid embrace.

Lin Xiao's left arm encircled Su Qingqian's slender, graspable waist, feeling its astonishing softness and firmness.

Behind him, Shen Man, ever considerate, extended her hands slick with high-grade essential oil, gently massaging Lin Xiao's broad shoulders and back.

Her proud, full curves occasionally brushed against the back of Lin Xiao's head, sending thrilling sensations through him.

Holding one beauty in his arms, with another by his side, surrounded by soft jade and warm fragrance.

In this cruel, bloody wasteland, what Lin Xiao was enjoying now was a level of decadent luxury even ancient emperors could scarcely have imagined.

The three of them lingered by the poolside like this for a while.

Su Qingqian gradually let her guard down, leaning against Lin Xiao's reassuringly solid chest. Obediently, she used her pale fingers to peel a plump, juicy grape and fed it into Lin Xiao's mouth.

"Comfortable, my dear Class Monitor?"

Shen Man whispered softly, her fragrant breath tickling Lin Xiao's ear.

"Mmm, very smooth."

Lin Xiao swallowed the grape and took the opportunity to plant a kiss on Su Qingqian's tender cheek, eliciting a flustered protest from the campus belle.

But soon, the roguish air on Lin Xiao's face gradually faded.

It was replaced by a profound, imperious kingly aura.

Though he was indulging, his gene-enhanced brain had never ceased contemplating the future.

"I called you here tonight not just to enjoy this moment of peace..."

"...but also to tell you something very important."

Lin Xiao's gaze passed through the panoramic skylight, looking out at the deep, simulated starry sky.

"The forty-eight-hour insect tide was actually just a preliminary 'screening' arranged by the heavenly dao system."

"To weed out the weak, the trash who don't deserve to survive in this world."

Hearing Lin Xiao shift to serious matters...

Both women immediately set aside their amorous thoughts, their expressions turning grave.

The softness in Su Qingqian's eyes vanished, replaced once more by a sharp, icy glint.

"Class Monitor, are you saying the real danger is only just beginning?"

"Exactly."