100: Chapter 100 That night, three beds in the manor collapsed.

The lights in the master bedroom were somewhat blinding.

The expensive crystal chandelier swayed slightly, casting light and shadows that spread silently over that huge, custom-made Italian bed.

Chen Yuan stood by the bed.

He undid the last button of his shirt and tossed it casually onto the dark gray carpet.

His muscles, which were almost miraculous in nature, exuded a suffocating sense of oppression under the warm light.

"Mr. Chen... your gaze makes me feel like we aren't about to film a romance movie."

Megan sat on the edge of the bed, her voice trembling slightly.

She was originally the type with a wild personality, but now, she instinctively shrank back.

That fear, deep from within her genes, of facing an apex predator made every hair on her body stand on end.

Chen Yuan chuckled.

The faint blue luster in his eyes had not yet completely faded.

"Don't be nervous."

Chen Yuan approached step by step, his leather shoes making not a single sound on the carpet.

"Isn't this what you wanted to test—my stamina?"

He leaned down, bracing his hands on either side of Megan.

In that instant, Megan felt as if she were being crushed by a mountain.

The air grew thin.

Even her heartbeat slowed by half a beat.

"Then let's start the test with the most basic item."

Jessica swallowed hard beside them.

She prided herself on being experienced.

But at this moment, she felt that the man before her was not human at all.

He was a heavy-duty engine, running at full capacity, wrapped in human skin.

"Chen, I think... we could have a drink first and talk about life."

Jessica tried to ease the atmosphere.

"We've already had drinks."

Chen Yuan turned his head to look at Jessica, a wicked arc hanging on the corners of his mouth.

"Now, what we need to talk about is... physiological structure."

Before Jessica could react.

Chen Yuan exerted force suddenly.

"Boom!"

Without any warning.

The custom-made bed, which claimed to be able to withstand five tons of pressure, let out a tooth-achingly crisp sound.

The central beam actually snapped cleanly the moment Chen Yuan's knee landed.

"Ah!"

Megan screamed.

She sank into the collapsed bed, her face filled with disbelief.

"This bed... the quality is too poor."

Chen Yuan said indifferently.

Unconcerned, he picked up the still-stunned Jessica.

"Go to the next room."

He carried them as if they were two feathers.

He easily brought the two top Hollywood superstars toward the luxury guest room connected to the master bedroom.

That was a signature design feature of Elysium Manor.

Every room had a different style.

This one featured a Persian-style palace bed.

"Don't... Chen, I admit defeat, okay?"

Anya hid in the corner, looking at Chen Yuan's pupils, which seemed to be burning, and her legs went weak.

"Admit defeat?"

Chen Yuan turned back to look at her.

"In my dictionary, there is no such word as surrender."

He pulled Anya over as well.

That night.

The lights of Elysium Manor never went out.

It was the true "Hell Mode."

The T-Virus in Chen Yuan's body seemed to have been completely activated.

Endless energy.

Power that was violent to the extreme.

He felt he had inexhaustible strength, with every cell frantically roaring and releasing.

"Crack!"

That was the sound of the second bed collapsing.

Accompanied by the female stars' progression from screaming to begging for mercy, and finally to silent sobbing.

They had originally thought this was just a trade of power for sex.

An "audition" filled with ambiguity and flirtation.

But now.

They felt they were participating in an extreme sport called "Survival Challenge."

"Help... help me..."

Megan's voice was already hoarse.

She lay paralyzed there, like a butterfly ravaged by a storm.

Jessica was no better off.

Her face, which could topple nations, was now filled with terror and exhaustion.

"Chen... you really are a devil..."

She murmured.

Her voice was so weak it was almost inaudible.

Chen Yuan did not stop.

He felt his state was at its absolute peak.

The pleasure of controlling everything, of destroying everything, made him completely sink into it.

"Continue."

He spat out the word coldly.

He brought them into the third room.

That was a floating bed full of modern technological aesthetics.

"No..."

The three women begged in unison.

But it was useless.

Here.

Chen Yuan was the only true god.

His will.

Was the will of heaven.

Who knows how much time passed.

When the first hint of dawn appeared on the horizon.

In the last guest room.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

The expensive floating bed was finally completely ruined because the hydraulic rods could not bear the weight.

Inside the room, it was a mess.

Expensive silk sheets were torn into strips.

Expensive red wine was spilled all over the floor.

Jessica, Megan, Anya.

Three stunners who could drive all the men in the world crazy.

At this moment, they were like a pile of discarded silk, lying lifelessly on the ruined bed.

They didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

They didn't even know when Chen Yuan had left.

Chen Yuan walked into the bathroom.

Cold water fell from the showerhead, hitting his scalding skin, emitting bursts of white mist.

He closed his eyes.

Feeling the energy gradually calming down within his body.

This feeling.

Was wonderful.

Not just a physiological release.

But a spiritual baptism.

He could feel that the perfect version of the T-Virus had completely locked onto his genetic chain.

He was no longer just a simple enhanced human.

He was evolving toward a higher-dimensional life form.

"Boss, breakfast is ready."

Outside the shower curtain.

Came the calm, cold voice of Alice.

She seemed completely indifferent to the commotion that had happened in the room last night.

Or rather.

As a cyborg, she simply couldn't understand this primitive human behavior.

"Hmm."

Chen Yuan pulled back the shower curtain.

He walked out naked.

Water droplets slid down his muscles, which looked like they were carved from marble.

Alice stepped forward.

She gently helped him put on a brand-new silk robe.

"How are they?"

Chen Yuan sat at the dining table by the floor-to-ceiling window, elegantly slicing a medium-rare steak.

"They are all in a deep sleep."

Alice reported in a low voice.

"I have called the medical team to inject them with high-concentration nutrient solution."

"If we don't intervene, they will likely sleep for three days and three nights."

Chen Yuan took a sip of black tea.

He looked out the window.

The morning in San Verde was filled with mist.

Deep within that thick fog, countless prying eyes seemed to be hidden.

Chen Yuan's gaze gradually turned cold.

The laziness after the revelry disappeared.

Replacing it.

Was the sharp edge of a drawn blade.

"Is there any news from Victor?"

"It has been investigated."

Alice handed over a tablet computer.

On it, the names of several old-money consortiums were jumping, along with strings of shocking capital transaction data.

"Although the stock of Johnson & Johnson has collapsed, the people from Pfizer and Rockefeller do not intend to let you go."

"They have established a joint committee in New York."

"In name, it is to investigate biochemical safety, but in reality..."

Chen Yuan sneered and interrupted Alice.

"In reality, they want to carve up my inheritance."

He stood up.

At this moment, he was refreshed, his eyes bright like lightning.

The madness of last night.

Not only did it not consume his stamina, but it allowed the potential within his body to be released even more perfectly.

He pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window.

Standing on the balcony.

Letting the morning breeze blow through his long hair.

"The land of gentleness is good, but if you stay here too long, your bones will rust."

Chen Yuan looked down at the city below.

In his eyes.

A dangerous light flickered.

"San Verde is already stabilized."

"It's time to clean up those old foxes in New York."

He turned his head.

Looking at Alice standing behind him.

"Alice."

"Yes, Boss."

Chen Yuan's mouth hooked into a cruel arc.

"Notify Victor, and the Tyrant Guard."

"Prepare to fly to New York."

He paused, his tone domineering and unquestionable:

"Also."

"Buy the tallest building in New York."

"I want to stand there and watch them jump off the roof one by one."

Alice bowed slightly.

"Understood."

"I will go contact the real estate developer right now."

Chen Yuan turned back, watching the sun gradually rising in the distance.

The golden sunlight spilled onto his handsome profile, illuminating him like a god.

"New York."

He murmured softly.

"I'm coming."