164: Chapter 164 Ye Xiao gets beaten up next door, while my two beauties give me a massage.

"Choosing an eye-pleasing female opponent to engage in hand-to-hand combat on the bed—doesn't that sound delightful?!"

Ye Xiao was silent for three seconds.

He shook his head, completely unfazed.

"No."

His gaze was resolute.

"I just want to spar with Iron Ox."

Su Ming couldn't be bothered to care anymore.

Fine, fine, fine, as long as you're happy.

...

Su Ming scrolled through the tablet and very honestly ordered for himself...

Two!

One named "Wan'er" and one named "Ling'er," both top-tier beauties with slim figures, curvaceous bodies, and exceptional temperaments—one pure, the other alluring.

As for why he didn't choose someone with more strength?

Don't joke.

The tragedy at the barbershop was still fresh in his memory.

With his True Mass of over three hundred tons, let alone delicate young ladies, even the kind of burly men with Enhancement Type strength that Ye Xiao chose would just be scratching an itch.

By then, not only would the technician's fingers fracture, but this specially made alloy massage bed would also be crushed.

On the contrary, picking two weak, powerless beauties was the safest option.

If they couldn't massage him, then so be it.

He'd just treat it as experiencing the skin texture of carbon-based humans.

Hmm, pure enjoyment edition!

...

Soon, the technicians were in position.

Ye Xiao was taken into the room next door by the "Iron Ox" he had chosen. Before entering, he gave Su Ming a tragic look that said, "Brother, I'm going to battle first."

Once the door closed, the sound of bones dislocating "crack" and Ye Xiao's excited howling came from inside.

"Good! Harder! Use more force!"

"That's the feeling! It's even more satisfying than when my dad beats me!!"

Iron Ox said in a muffled voice: "Brother, you are the first person to ask for more force since I started this job."

Su Ming shook his head, no longer paying attention to that pervert.

On his side, the two beautiful technicians changed into light work uniforms and walked gracefully to the bedside.

One was tall, the other petite; both were in their early twenties, with exquisite features and smiles that were sickeningly sweet.

"Mr. Su, please lie down, we are starting now."

Su Ming lay on the massage bed and gave a hum of acknowledgment.

He had already pushed [Mass Concealment] to the limit, his entire body completely relaxed, his muscles devoid of any force.

However, that terrifying density of his Physical Body, to a normal person, still felt like a solid steel shield wrapped in velvet.

Wan'er pressed down with her soft fingertips.

It didn't budge.

She switched to using the base of her palms.

It didn't budge.

Switching to her knuckles, she gritted her teeth and pushed for three seconds, and Wan'er's expression changed.

"Sir... could you please relax your muscles?" Fine beads of sweat seeped from her forehead.

Su Ming closed his eyes, his voice muffled: "I have already relaxed to the limit."

Ling'er pushed up the glasses on the bridge of her nose, a habitual action when she exerted force.

"Sir, if you don't mind... shall I try using my elbows?"

Three seconds later.

"Ah!"

Ling'er clutched her elbow, squatting on the ground with teary eyes from the pain. She felt like her elbow tip wasn't pressing against a person's back, but rather against a diamond grinding wheel.

The two forced smiles: "Sir, are you an Awakened? This body is completely impossible to massage!"

Su Ming thought to himself, *My dear ladies, let alone you all, even if you brought a hydraulic press, it wouldn't necessarily be able to press me.*

"Hmm... I am relatively hard in this regard."

The two technicians exchanged a look.

They had heard this sentence countless times in their careers, usually from those Tier 2 Awakened who thought their muscles were very well-developed.

Yet, once they started, they all turned out to be soft.

But this person in front of them—was he actually serious?

The women's competitive spirit was ignited.

For the next forty minutes, the two tried everything, taking turns. They changed five types of expensive Source Energy essential oils and used seven or eight different techniques.

It was still like scratching an itch for an aircraft carrier.

In the end, they were completely helpless, drenched in fragrant sweat, unable to muster any strength. They simply lay side-by-side on Su Ming's broad, thick back, like two fish out of water, gasping for air.

"I can't do it anymore... Sister Wan'er... After this order ends... I'm not taking any more..."

"Me too... my wrists are so sore..."

For the generous commission that equaled a month's salary, the two of them had suffered greatly.

After the shift ended, they never wanted to take this gentleman's order again in their lives.

Su Ming closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

Although there wasn't much massage effect, the tactile sensation... was still quite comfortable.

Sorry, little sisters, I spent money to have you come here and suffer.

Hehehe...

Feeling the two soft, delicate bodies on his back, their body heat radiating through the thin work uniforms, and the faint fragrance in their breath.

Even though they couldn't massage him, Su Ming could feel them.

Just as he was closing his eyes and enjoying this earthly bliss, happily calculating whether to come again tomorrow or if he could negotiate a monthly rate with the manager...

his nerve endings were stimulated to the peak by that tofu-like, soft, and ultimate tactile sensation.

A surge of Qi and blood uncontrollably rushed downwards.

His little brother, which was never very obedient, suddenly stood up!

For a normal person, an erection would just feel uncomfortable.

But what kind of terrifying Physical Body density and hardness did Su Ming have now?

"Creak—!"

The luxurious massage bed beneath Su Ming, which claimed to be able to support high-level Martial Artists and was made of special memory alloy, emitted a groan of metal under unbearable pressure without any warning.

Immediately after, the leather and three layers of high-density foam in the center of the bed were physically pierced from the inside by a force. The alloy frame deformed along with it, and the entire bed made continuous "creaking" sounds as the metal frame at the bottom was pushed out into a hideous, arched bulge.

One of the technicians, who was lying on Su Ming's shoulder, looked up blankly, following the sound to look down.

"Huh? Young Master Su, did you hide something under the bed? This bed seems to have deformed..."

She bent down, staring in confusion at the bulge at the bottom of the bed frame that had even twisted the alloy pipes. She fell into deep confusion.

Su Ming's face darkened, and he buried his head firmly into the face pillow slot.

Damn it, he had been careless!

He had only thought about relaxing his muscles, but forgot that the hardness of that place was uncontrollable!

He was just thinking about how to save himself.

At this moment...

"Ring ring ring...!"

A burst of urgent communication ringtones suddenly exploded on the military terminal bracelet next to his pillow.

Su Ming's eyelids jumped.

He turned his head to look, and his whole body instantly petrified.

On the bracelet's holographic screen, three cold, distinct characters were flashing frantically.

Shen Qingci.

(Ps: Mobile terminals are for voice communication, military terminals are for video projection communication!)

(Thank you all for your support. I had a bit of a traffic accident, so the following chapters will be a bit late...)