231: Chapter 231 The Empress's Sacrifice! The Fusion of Fragments Brings Disaster

Chen Chen leaned back against the chair, letting her press down a couple of times.

It had to be said, this Diva's technique had definitely been practiced.

Every finger pressed on the fatigue points, feeling very comfortable.

But this woman was full of schemes; every word and every action was calculating how to climb higher and how to consolidate her core status in this city.

Chen Chen never fell for this kind of superficial act.

If meat is delivered to the door, just eat it.

He reached back with one hand, gripping her slender waist that could be encircled by a hand.

He gave a violent tug.

"Ah—"

Luo Yunwei let out a cry of surprise, lost her balance entirely, and fell straight over the armrest into Chen Chen's arms.

Chen Chen sat in a commanding posture, while Luo Yunwei sat sideways on his lap.

That already extremely short ice-silk nightdress rolled straight up, exposing a large expanse of unshielded, snow-white thighs to the air.

"Relaxing the muscles?" Chen Chen's large hand gripped her slender waist. "I'll teach you a method that's even more relaxing."

Luo Yunwei clung to his neck with both hands. There was no panic, no struggle.

She took the opportunity to press against Chen Chen's chest, her whole body soft as if she had no bones, collapsing into his arms.

Her eyes shimmered with moisture; the admiration for strength and intoxication deep in her bones could not be hidden at all.

She had seen too many men.

Capital tycoons, top-tier superstars—but in the face of absolute violent suppression and the laws of survival, those people couldn't even compare to a single finger of Chen Chen's.

This was the man she was willing to kneel down and look up to.

"Whatever relaxation method the Lord wants, I will learn." She leaned in, taking Chen Chen's earlobe into her mouth, her breath as fragrant as an orchid.

The clock struck midnight exactly.

A system notification popped up on her retina.

[Unique SS-grade growth affix "Physical Overlimit" triggered.]

[constitution + 10.]

[agility + 5.]

The Qi and Blood inside Chen Chen exploded violently.

His muscle fibers tightened and expanded once more, and his body temperature soared instantly.

Luo Yunwei, held in his arms, felt it most directly.

She felt as if Chen Chen had turned into a piece of red-hot branding iron, so hot that she gasped for air.

Before she could react, the next notification blasted out immediately after.

[Forbidden Domain Qi and Blood Mutual Nourishment triggered.]

[Luo Yunwei's Mental Power is being strengthened.]

[Luo Yunwei's charm attribute is being strengthened.]

The violent Qi and Blood poured into Luo Yunwei's body like a tsunami, flowing through the point of contact.

She threw her head back violently, her long silver hair tracing an arc in the air, her snow-white neck tensing into a breathtaking line.

"Mmm..."

Too intense.

It was a hundred times more stimulating than receiving worship at a concert with ten thousand people.

Her body couldn't stop trembling; she held Chen Chen tightly, her long nails digging directly into his back.

The terrifying constitution of over four hundred points formed an absolute suppression.

...

Two hours later.

Luo Yunwei's ice-silk nightdress had long since been lost somewhere.

Her whole body was flushed with an alluring crimson, drenched in fragrant sweat, her chest heaving violently.

"Lord..."

"You are simply... a monster..."

Chen Chen put on his tactical jacket, scooped her up, and threw her back into the blankets.

"Sleep well. Don't delay the work for the propaganda team tomorrow."

Luo Yunwei wrapped herself tightly in the blankets, obedient as a cat, not even having the strength to nod.

She now had only one thought in her mind: she must cling to this powerful figure, even if it meant death.

Outside the door in the hallway.

Shen Wanxing was barefoot, holding a blueprint she had just opened from a box, intending to knock on the door to claim credit.

Her hand was only halfway raised when a highly penetrating, delicate cry came from inside the room.

The voice was winding and lingering, delicate and soft, so sweet it could draw out threads.

Shen Wanxing froze in place. Her face instantly burned up to her earlobes.

She quickly covered her burning ears.

"That woman... how can she call out so loudly!"

She bit her lip, stomped her foot in anger, hugged the aromatherapy pillow and the blueprint, and set off with her snow-white, slender legs, running away down the hallway in a panic.

Just as she ran past the corner, she bumped head-on into Su Xiaoqi, who was carrying a large pot.

"Sister Wanxing, why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"

Su Xiaoqi blinked her large eyes. "This pot of Tier 6 meat broth is very nourishing. Do you want a bowl to sweat it out?"

Shen Wanxing shook her head like a rattle-drum. "I don't want any! I'm already full from anger!"

"Who made you angry?"

"That new Diva!"

Shen Wanxing hugged her pillow tightly, looking aggrieved. "It's one thing to steal the propaganda work, but she even steals my physical labor! She didn't come here to take refuge; she came here to out-compete everyone!"

Su Xiaoqi scratched her head, half-understanding.

"Isn't it a good thing that she can help you share the work of looting corpses?"

Shen Wanxing almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. "Is what she's touching called a corpse! What she's touching is called..."

Her face turned even redder. In a fit of anger, she turned her head and dove straight back into her rest cabin, covering her head with the quilt to play dead.

"No, I have to exercise my stamina too. I can't be outdone by her..."

City Lord Tower secret chamber.

Chen Chen pulled out a chair and sat down, his expression cold and stern.

Luo Yunwei coming to him was a good thing; the Faith Value in the shield pool had just increased by a large margin.

This was a win-win.

But his mind was very clear.

Women were just a distraction in the apocalypse and a support for providing attributes.

His true confidence came from the fragments in his hands.

He placed the first fragment that originally belonged to him in the center of the isolation array.

Afterwards, he opened the silver note pendant that Luo Yunwei had handed over and took out the second fragment.

As soon as the two star-glimmering metal fragments came within ten centimeters of each other, the isolation array on the table immediately flickered violently, the blue light spiking directly into the red zone.

The two fragments seemed to come alive.

Countless golden threads of light sprouted from the broken edges, pulling and entangling with each other.

Chen Chen did not interfere.

Clang—

A dull, deep roar that did not belong to this space exploded in the secret chamber.

It did not destroy any physical objects, but it shook Chen Chen's eardrums painfully.

The two fragments interlocked.

The broken edges instantly melted and healed.

Starlight flowed over it; the originally palm-sized fragments had turned into a dark gold metal plate the size of half a book.

It was engraved with extremely complex three-dimensional geometric patterns that made one dizzy just by looking at them.

A waterfall of numbers rushed crazily through the secret chamber, displaying the terrifying information density of a high-dimensional creation.

The system's bold red notifications flooded the screen crazily.

[Mythic-grade vehicle evolution blueprint fragment · Interstellar Fortress, decoding initiated.]

[Current decoding progress: 2/7.]

[Partial core framework structure of the Interstellar Fortress acquired.]

[Warning! Warning!]

[Observer chains tightening.]

[The channel to escape the map cycle is being interfered with by an unknown force.]

Chen Chen stared fixedly at that dark gold metal plate.

Fragments of the world's truth flashed back.

Memories were not forcibly injected into his mind; instead, several intermittent keywords popped up.

"Cage."

"Harvesting ground."

"Ascension ladder."

"Tampered coordinates."

Chen Chen tapped his fingers on the table.

Level 3 Map, Gray-White Mechanical Holy Court. These were all just appetizers.

These high-dimensional beings were raising all the survivors here like poisonous insects in a jar.

To survive, he had to find all the remaining five fragments.

Just at this moment, the private communication channel on the table suddenly blared.

The red light flashed frantically.

This was the highest-level emergency alert.

"Enter." Chen Chen connected immediately.

Shen Wanbing's holographic projection slammed directly onto the table.

She wasn't wearing a jacket; her white shirt was half-soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her snow-white skin.

Her hair was disheveled, and the calm, aloof demeanor she usually had was entirely replaced by anxiety.

"Chen Chen! Something big happened!"

Her speaking speed was as fast as gunfire. Her fingertips traced a huge light screen in the air.

"The moment the fragments fused, it triggered a high-dimensional planar resonance!"

"It released a super pulse!"

Chen Chen stood up. "The jammer didn't block it?"

"The dimension of this pulse is too high; it pierced directly through our Radar concealment layer!"

Shen Wanbing suddenly expanded the holographic map. More than eighty percent of the Level 3 Map had originally been covered by black fog.

At this moment, on the Radar map, a huge gap had been forcibly torn open in a large area of black fog in the southeast.

"A corner of the fog has been dispersed by the pulse."

"This pulse triggered a chain reaction." Shen Wanbing zoomed in on the gap, and dense red dots lit up frantically, as if a sea of fire had suddenly been ignited on the pitch-black wasteland.

"All the Gray-White Mechanical Holy Court strongholds in this area have been forcibly powered on!"

"Twelve trap mines!"

"Three main-level resource hubs!"

"And..."

Shen Wanbing took a deep breath, cracking the data pad in her hand.

"A full-strength Gray-White Judgment Fleet."

"There are over fifty ships! The leader is a true Tier 6 peak unit."

"They are receiving the echo of the high-dimensional pulse."

Chen Chen walked to the holographic map, fully unleashing his Mental Power of over four hundred points, his entire aura becoming extremely oppressive.

"How long until they lock onto us?"

"Thirty minutes at most." Shen Wanbing spoke rapidly. "As long as they trace back along the pulse's afterwaves, in thirty minutes, the Judgment Fleet's main cannons will be right in our faces."

Outside the corridor, Jiang Jiuyou's communication also cut in simultaneously.

The background sound was full of fire control system activation alarms.

"Lord, fifty warships—even if our current Star-Splitting Main Cannon Array is fully loaded, it will overload and shut down after firing two rounds. If we take this battle head-on, we will surely die."

Chen Chen did not panic.

He looked at the fused second fragment on the table.

"Shen Wanbing, the new fragment contains the framework structure of the Interstellar Fortress."

"Can it be used for an emergency?"

Shen Wanbing immediately plugged the data needle into the isolation platform. Blue light swept over the fragment.

Two seconds later, she looked up.

"Yes."

"The fragment contains a complete short-range space warp code. If we forcibly connect it to the Sea Scale's main power reactor and combine it with the Star Sea composite energy reactor, we can take the entire city on a five-thousand-kilometer-level instant jump to leap out of the Judgment Fleet's encirclement."