59: Chapter 59 Su Xiaoqi Pushes Open the Door and Dies!

Second floor, suspension cabin.

The thermostat system precisely controlled the room temperature at twenty-six degrees.

The c-rank mental soothing bed emitted a faint silver halo.

The entire space was quiet and private.

Chen Chen sat on the edge of the bed.

Shen Wanxing obediently rested her legs on his knees.

The silver sequined backless evening gown she wore, already tattered, hung loosely from her shoulders at this moment.

Large patches of snow-white skin were exposed to the warm light.

As the temperature rose, a pale pink flush spread across her skin.

Chen Chen's palm moved from her slender ankles all the way up.

On this wasteland, there were no moral constraints.

The strong's possession of resources was comprehensive.

Shen Wanxing had long recognized and accepted this fact.

In this doomsday survival game, only absolute attachment could exchange for chips to survive.

She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling violently.

Her breathing frequency accelerated significantly.

As Chen Chen's weight pressed down, Shen Wanxing instinctively grabbed the bedsheet beneath her.

Her five fingers curled, joints protruding.

Chen Chen's gaze swept over Shen Wanxing's fair back.

It was covered in red marks he had left behind.

Only by completely binding these women with top-tier talents to his side could he build an indestructible fortress in this man-eating doomsday.

Shen Wanxing's Lucky Critical talent was the core engine for him to acquire top-tier resources.

The fastest way to deepen the bond was this most primitive and direct physical possession.

Each time, it carved an indelible mark into Shen Wanxing's subconscious.

Shen Wanxing let out a suppressed moan.

Her fingers hooked onto the edge of the mattress, and her fair back arched in an exaggerated curve, until even the silver halo of the c-rank mental soothing bed seemed somewhat dim.

...

First floor, living cabin.

Su Xiaoqi was gnawing wildly on an ice-field mammoth leg bone thicker than her own arm.

The unique cool texture of the meat and the massive amount of energy exploded in her mouth.

Her face was covered in grease, and her little feet dangled back and forth in mid-air.

The chewing motion suddenly stopped.

Su Xiaoqi blinked and cast her gaze toward the metal ceiling above.

"Strange."

Su Xiaoqi muttered indistinctly.

The metal ceiling above was emitting an extremely subtle, yet very rhythmic tremor.

Accompanying this tremor was a muffled sound that was deliberately suppressed.

Su Xiaoqi put down the leg bone and wiped the grease from her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Why does this vehicle have a built-in vibration function? Is the road uneven?"

Shen Wanbing, sitting in the passenger seat, was flipping through Radar data on the virtual panel.

Hearing this, her fingers paused mid-page.

She silently brought her long legs, wrapped in extremely thin black silk, together and adjusted her sitting posture to be more upright.

This Lv.12 Ghost Fortress used A-rank memory damping alloy armor for its shell, capable of absorbing and converting the full-force impact of a Tyrant-class deviant.

The chassis had been upgraded with an A-rank magnetic levitation engine.

Driving on the bumpy Flesh Wasteland, it was so stable that not even a cup of water would spill.

To think its physical soundproofing and shock absorption system couldn't block the vibration frequency of that c-rank mental soothing bed on the second floor.

This was simply absurd.

Remembering the turbulent tossing and turning of last night, she still felt a dull ache in her joints.

Shen Wanbing bit her lower lip, forcibly driving those chaotic images out of her mind, and refocused her attention on the red dots on the screen.

In the corner, Jiang Yanxue leaned on the sofa, playing with the purple Shadow Instant-Kill Blade in her hand.

Her gaze swept over Su Xiaoqi's silly appearance.

Jiang Yanxue's mischievous streak flared up.

She stretched out her long legs and kicked Su Xiaoqi's stool with the toe of her military boot.

"Stop eating."

Jiang Yanxue pointed at the ceiling and spoke with a straight face.

"They're fighting upstairs."

"Fighting?"

Su Xiaoqi's eyes widened, and two bits of meat residue sprayed from her mouth.

"Who is fighting who? Did a monster sneak onto the vehicle?"

"Not a monster."

Jiang Yanxue suppressed her laughter and deliberately straightened her face.

"It's Chen Chen beating up Shen Wanxing. It's a brutal fight. Didn't you hear the thumping sounds above?"

Su Xiaoqi froze.

Chen Chen's cold face appeared in her mind, and she remembered how Shen Wanxing was usually soft and weak, afraid of even a bug.

Shen Wanxing had just praised her for being amazing and handed her a tissue to wipe her mouth.

She knew who treated her well.

"How can Brother Chen Chen hit someone!"

Su Xiaoqi grew anxious and slammed the mammoth leg bone onto the table.

Her little hands clenched into fists.

"You don't understand."

Jiang Yanxue continued to stir the pot.

"Men don't recognize anyone when they lose their temper. Shen Wanxing is so weak. She's probably about to be beaten to death. Your combat power is so strong. Why don't you go up and help break up the fight?"

"Jiang Yanxue, stop messing around."

Shen Wanbing couldn't listen anymore and turned her head to give a cold warning.

It was too late.

Su Xiaoqi stood up.

The 160cm little loli rushed directly toward the folding ladder and climbed to the cabin door on the second floor in a few moves.

"Brother Chen Chen! Let's talk this over. Don't hit her!"

Su Xiaoqi shouted and pushed open the soundproof cabin door.

The moment the door opened, the activity inside poured out without reservation.

The first-floor living cabin fell into a deathly silence.

The shadow blade in Jiang Yanxue's hand almost dropped to the floor.

Shen Wanbing closed her eyes directly and raised a hand to rub her throbbing temples.

Three seconds later.

Bang.

The second-floor cabin door was slammed shut by a massive force.

Immediately after, Su Xiaoqi rolled down the folding ladder and fell onto the metal floor with a thud.

She scrambled up using her hands and feet.

Her fair, cute baby face was flushed with blood, and her skin showed an extremely high-temperature blush.

Even the twin tails on her head stood up slightly due to extreme shock.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Yanxue asked, knowing full well, the muscles at the corners of her lips twitching as she tried to hold back laughter.

"Did you break them up?"

Su Xiaoqi covered her burning cheeks and backed away repeatedly, retreating all the way to the storage cabinet in the corner.

She stammered, "No... no fighting..."

"If they aren't fighting, then what are they doing?"

Jiang Yanxue raised an eyebrow.

"They are... eating meat!"

Su Xiaoqi swallowed hard, her big eyes filled with terror and confusion.

"Eating meat?"

"Yeah... eating white meat..."

Su Xiaoqi's mind was filled with the scene of snow-white skin and wildness she had just witnessed.

She felt her brain was about to fry.

In the Jiang Consortium's dark division, she did nothing but eat and fight every day.

Those people had treated her like a weapon.

No one had ever taught her about such things.

The moment she pushed open the door just now, she saw Chen Chen's explosive muscle lines and Shen Wanxing's red-faced, submissive appearance.

Until Jiang Yanxue laughed until she rolled on the floor, she vaguely realized.

That was not a fight at all.

That was a game belonging to adults that she could not comprehend at all.

She grabbed the mammoth leg bone on the table, turned her back to the wall, buried her head, and gnawed wildly, refusing to turn back around again.

Jiang Yanxue finally couldn't hold it back anymore, clutching her stomach and laughing until she was doubled over on the sofa.

Shen Wanbing sighed and continued to look at her Radar screen, though a faint blush had quietly crept up to her earlobes.