74: The Emperor's Eye, open!

Lin Feng looked at the fatally charming woman before him, gazing into those emerald eyes that seemed capable of swallowing everything.

He didn't speak.

She didn't speak either.

At this moment, any words would be redundant.

They were of the same kind.

Paranoiacs who craved control over everything.

This psychological game that began in the art gallery had reached its final stage.

Scarlett, the woman who had conquered the world on the silver screen, was also a top-tier player in reality.

Step by step, she had guided and tested him, completely peeling away the deepest ambitions and vulnerabilities in Lin Feng's heart, exposing them to her.

And Lin Feng had responded to all her provocations in the most candid way.

He didn't hide his thirst for power, nor did he hide his paranoia for victory.

This was a dangerous resonance.

Like two magnets, after testing each other, they finally found the most perfect point of alignment, then attracted and collided with reckless abandon.

No lights were on in the bedroom.

Only the starlight filling the sky and the moonlight drenching the sea filtered through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, coating the room in a hazy, cold glow.

The sound of the waves became the only background music.

Sometimes low and deep, sometimes high and soaring.

In this ultimate collision of spirit and flesh, at the peak where this hunting game called "artistic exchange" was finally decided.

The system notification Lin Feng had been waiting for finally sounded in his mind without warning!

[Ding!]

[Detected that the host has completed a deep intimate connection with the ss-rank charm target 'Scarlett Johansson'!]

It's here!

Lin Feng's heart gave a violent, uncontrollable throb.

He forcibly suppressed his inner ecstasy and waited for the system's subsequent announcement.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the third 'First Night Achievement'!]

[Distributing SSS-rank reward for you...]

SSS-rank!

A higher grade than the previous two rewards!

Lin Feng's breath couldn't help but hitch for half a second.

In the next second, that cold mechanical voice echoed in his mind with a majesty that sounded like a divine oracle!

[Reward SSS-rank skill pack: Seijuro Akashi's Eye of the Heavenly Emperor!]

Boom!

The moment those words appeared.

A cool, omniscient feeling, like a torrent of the purest energy, instantly surged from the very base of his spine, along his central nervous system, and into his brain!

That feeling was indescribable.

It was as if his entire brain had been formatted and then written with a brand-new, higher-dimensional operating system.

Before his eyes, the entire world seemed to be completely deconstructed at this moment.

Air was no longer a void.

He could "see" countless dust particles floating slowly in the light, following fixed airflow trajectories.

Sound was no longer blurry.

He could "hear" every tiny splash of water as the waves crashed against the rocks below, and he could distinguish the millisecond intervals between them.

His consciousness seemed to break free from the shackles of his physical body, floating into mid-air, looking down on everything from a God's perspective.

He had his eyes closed.

Yet he could even clearly "see" a seagull that had just skimmed over the sea in the distance outside the window.

He saw the trajectory of the seagull's wing muscles as they exerted force in the next second.

He saw how that trajectory drove the feathers to slice through the air at a specific angle.

He could even "predict" that in 0.3 seconds, the seagull would use an updraft to lift its body twenty centimeters.

Everything had turned into data that could be calculated and predicted!

This is... the Eye of the Heavenly Emperor?

Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze fell upon Scarlett, who was already fast asleep beside him.

In the vision of the Eye of the Heavenly Emperor, this woman who had just been engaged in a soul-level game of wits with him turned into sets of terrifyingly precise data streams.

[Target: Scarlett Johansson]

[Status: Deep Sleep (Stage 2)]

[Breathing Frequency: 15.8 times/minute]

[Heart Rate: 61 bpm (Predicted heart rhythm for the next second: Steady)]

[Eye Movement: None]

[Facial Muscle Relaxation: 97%]

[Conclusion: Target's consciousness is completely asleep, perception of external stimuli is extremely low.]

...Lines of data invisible to the naked eye flashed wildly in Lin Feng's field of vision.

He could clearly "see" her steady breathing rate.

He could accurately "hear" the rhythm of her every heartbeat.

He could even "predict" through the slightest degree of relaxation in her facial muscles that she was in the most stable state of deep sleep and wouldn't wake up anytime soon.

This feeling... this feeling of seeing through everything and having everything under control!

It gave Lin Feng an unprecedented sense of shock and power!

This was no longer simple visual enhancement.

This was a higher-dimensional perception!

It was an imperial vision that could see through appearances to the essence and even predict the future!

He finally understood what Scarlett meant by "prediction."

True prediction wasn't guessing or gambling.

It was the only inevitable result derived from absolute control over every detail!

"So... this is what it truly means to control the whole court."

Lin Feng murmured to himself.

In his eyes, a fire never seen before was burning.

With these eyes, nothing on the court would be a secret to him anymore!

Every breath of his opponent, every muscle tremor, every exchange of glances would become the basis for him to predict their next move!

He would be able to see the weakest link in the defensive system!

He would be able to see the open spots his teammates ran to that even they hadn't noticed!

He would be able to see the only path to victory!

Lin Feng slowly sat up from the bed.

He didn't disturb the woman beside him.

Outside the window, the sky was beginning to show a hint of dawn.

A new day was about to arrive.

Lin Feng dressed silently, his movements as light as a cat's.

Before leaving, he looked back at the woman on the bed with perfect curves who was still sleeping soundly.

Their encounter began with a discussion about art.

Their interaction was a game of control.

Their union was a transaction where each got what they needed.

No emotional entanglements, only a resonance of souls and the achievement of goals.

He got what he wanted.

Perhaps she got what she wanted too.

Lin Feng didn't linger; he turned and walked out of the bedroom, leaving this "Box of Light" suspended on the cliff.

The early morning sea breeze carried a hint of chill, blowing against his face and cooling his mind, which was somewhat boiling from obtaining such great power.

He got into his aston martin and started the engine.

However, he didn't return to his apartment in Beverly Hills.

He turned the car around and drove directly toward the Lakers' training facility.

The humiliation of the six-game losing streak.

Kobe's trust.

The eyes of his teammates.

And Scarlett's words, "You can't see the full picture of victory."

Everything was urging him on.

He couldn't wait to test the power of this "Emperor's Eye."