2: Hotel Night and System Activation

The wind whistled past his ears.

Lin Feng carried Yoona in his arms as they rushed out of the back alley of the bar.

The girl in his arms was as hot as a furnace.

Her soft body rubbed against him incessantly.

Unconscious moans escaped her lips.

That sound.

It was practically challenging the limits of a man's endurance.

"Damn it, how high a dose did those bastards give her?"

Lin Feng cursed under his breath.

The sounds of chaotic footsteps and shouting came from behind.

"Don't let him get away!"

"Catch that kid!"

The gang of thugs was chasing after them.

Lin Feng didn't dare to stop.

Relying on the physical fitness he had built up in Los Angeles over the past two months.

He carried Yoona, who weighed less than a hundred pounds.

He moved with swift, light steps.

He crossed two blocks.

And shook off the pursuers behind him.

Lin Feng gasped for air.

His lungs felt like they were on fire.

He looked up.

It was a hotel that looked reasonably high-end.

The Hilton.

Lin Feng felt the wallet in his pocket.

He bit his lip.

This was the very last of his savings.

But looking at Yoona writhing in pain in his arms.

He had no choice.

"Give me a room."

Lin Feng rushed to the front desk.

He slapped his credit card and passport on the desk.

The receptionist was startled by his fierce appearance.

She glanced at the girl with disheveled clothes in his arms.

Her gaze immediately became a bit strange.

"Hurry up!"

Lin Feng growled.

The receptionist tremblingly completed the check-in process.

"1208, sir."

Lin Feng grabbed the room card.

He rushed into the elevator carrying Yoona.

The moment the elevator doors closed.

Yoona suddenly reached out with both arms.

She tightly hugged Lin Feng's neck.

Her burning lips pressed against his neck.

Her hot, moist breath sprayed onto his skin.

"Hot..."

"Help me..."

She whispered in Lin Feng's ear.

Her voice carried a sob.

Lin Feng's body stiffened for a moment.

As a young man full of vigor.

This scene was simply deadly.

But he didn't have the habit of taking advantage of people in distress.

At least not yet.

"Endure it, we're almost there."

Lin Feng patted her back.

Trying to calm her down a bit.

But clearly, it was useless.

The drug's effects had completely taken hold.

Yoona began to tear at her own clothes.

Her already thin T-shirt.

Was instantly pulled wide at the neckline.

Revealing the black lace edge underneath.

And a large expanse of snow-white skin.

The elevator arrived.

Lin Feng almost fled into the room while carrying her.

He threw her onto the bed.

Lin Feng turned and rushed into the bathroom.

He filled a basin with cold water.

Splash!

The towel was soaked in cold water.

He applied it directly to Yoona's forehead.

"Wake up!"

Lin Feng held down her flailing hands.

Yoona was startled by the cold water.

She quieted down for a few seconds.

But soon.

An even more intense wave of the drug's effects surged back.

Her eyes had completely lost focus.

Leaving only the most primal desire.

She suddenly sat up.

She grabbed Lin Feng, who was wiping her sweat.

The two of them rolled onto the carpet together.

Yoona was like a beautiful serpent.

She entwined herself around Lin Feng.

Her hands wandered haphazardly over his body.

She even reached under the hem of his T-shirt.

Touching the firm muscles of his abdomen.

"Give it to me..."

"Please..."

Yoona's voice had become hoarse.

Her nails scratched red marks onto Lin Feng's back.

That expression of desire mixed with pain.

Was enough to destroy any man's reason.

Lin Feng looked at the woman beneath him.

This face.

Was the dream of countless shut-ins across Asia.

She was the unattainable center of a girl group.

At this moment.

She was lithely begging for pleasure beneath him.

If he didn't save her.

This potent drug might fry her brain.

Or even be life-threatening.

Send her to the hospital?

It was too late.

And she was a public figure.

If she were sent to the hospital, it would be global headlines tomorrow.

Her career would be ruined.

Lin Feng swallowed hard.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

His reason was collapsing bit by bit.

"You asked for this yourself."

Lin Feng's voice was terrifyingly low.

He grabbed Yoona's flailing wrists.

He pinned her to the carpet.

He looked down at her from above.

Yoona seemed to feel that masculine pressure.

Instead of being afraid.

She met him even more frantically.

She took the initiative to kiss Lin Feng's lips.

Boom!

The last string in Lin Feng's mind snapped.

To hell with reason.

To hell with being a gentleman.

He was an outcast abandoned by the Los Angeles Lakers.

A loser with nothing.

Since the heavens had delivered such a stunner to his doorstep.

Why not take her?

Lin Feng no longer suppressed himself.

He took the initiative.

Roughly responding to her demands.

The sound of tearing clothes echoed in the room.

Outside the window, Los Angeles was brightly lit.

Inside the room was also a scene of passion.

It was a primal struggle.

Yoona drifted between pain and pleasure.

Her nails dug deep into Lin Feng's shoulders.

Leaving her mark upon him.

Time seemed to lose all meaning.

No one knew how much time had passed.

When everything finally settled.

Lin Feng collapsed onto the bed, drenched in sweat.

Yoona had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Curled up in his arms.

Like a wounded kitten.

Just as Lin Feng was preparing to close his eyes and rest.

A cold, mechanical voice.

Suddenly exploded in his mind.

[Ding!]

[Detected that the host has completed a deep intimate link with an ss-rank charm target!]

[Target identity identification: Top global girl group center, Yoona.]

[Determined intimacy: Negative distance contact (highest level).]

[charm basketball system, officially activated!]

Lin Feng snapped his eyes open.

A system?

As a transmigrator, he naturally knew what this was.

But there had been no movement for a year since he arrived.

Why now of all times?

Could it be... this was the activation condition?

Before he could even react.

The system's voice continued to sound.

[Newbie Gift Pack has been distributed.]

[Given that the host's first target is an SS-rank high-influence female.]

[Reward Critical Hit!]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the SSS-rank skill pack: Shintaro Midorima's Full-Court Three-Pointer (Complete Form)!]

Lin Feng's pupils contracted sharply.

Shintaro Midorima?

That freakish shooter from "kurokos basketball"?

Full-court three-pointer?

The skill that allows a 100% hit rate from anywhere on the court as long as it's not blocked?

A massive stream of information instantly flooded his brain.

Accompanying it.

Was a warm current flowing through his entire body.

It was muscle memory being reshaped.

The muscles in his arms trembled slightly.

Seeming to adapt to a new way of exerting force.

Lin Feng raised his hand.

He made a shooting gesture in the air.

That feeling.

Was clearer than ever before.

As if the hoop were right in front of him.

As long as he took the shot.

It would definitely go in.

Lin Feng turned to look at the sleeping Yoona beside him.

His gaze became complex.

This woman.

Not only had she helped him bid farewell to his virginity.

But she had also allowed him, in this cruel world of basketball.

To obtain the key to the throne.

"It seems I don't need to go back home after all."

A wicked smile curved at the corners of Lin Feng's mouth.