53: Why is Chapter 53 only 2x?

If the union with Chen Keke was a gentle initiation, then the clash with Xu Zhaozhao was a hearty, exhilarating tango.

This girl, whom Fang Che secretly called a "little enchantress," knew far better than he imagined how to stoke the flames.

She was neither shy and passive like Chen Keke, nor direct and domineering like Jiang Ning.

Every one of her responses, every gasp, carried just the right amount of provocation, scratching at the tip of his heart with a perfect touch.

"Fang Che... put some effort into it... don't slack off."

"Like this... mmm... I like it like this..."

"...it feels so hot..."

Chen Keke, having just awakened from an extreme experience, heard these explicit words and, through their shared senses, felt the same sensations; she was so embarrassed she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

She never would have imagined that her usually quiet best friend could be so... uninhibited when it came to this.

Meanwhile, Jiang Ning wore an expression of "disappointment at someone not living up to expectations."

"This little girl, she only knows how to do these superficial things!"

"Can't she be more direct? So wishy-washy!"

Fang Che was amused by Jiang Ning's bold words, but he had to admit that Xu Zhaozhao's rhythm of feigned resistance and calculated advances certainly had a unique flavor.

He enjoyed the thrill of this conquest, perceiving the different feelings in the hearts of the three different girls simultaneously through their shared senses.

This battle lasted longer than the previous one.

Finally, amidst a series of high-pitched screams from Xu Zhaozhao, Fang Che reached the peak once again.

[Talent: Absolute Critical Hit triggered—]

[Critical Hit multiplier: ×20]!

This irresistible force spread along their tightly pressed skin, easily breaking through Xu Zhaozhao's final line of defense.

[Creation Agreement triggered—Fang Che × Xu Zhaozhao]

[Both parties detected as fully consenting.]

[Initial union determination successful.]

[Base reward: All stats +5 (Initial union)]

[Talent "Absolute Critical Hit" triggered—]

[Critical Hit multiplier: ×2]

[Actual gain: All stats +10]

[Final determination: Fang Che all stats +10! Xu Zhaozhao all stats +10!]

[Creation Agreement (Multiplayer Mode) activated! Bond Link members 'Chen Keke' and 'Jiang Ning' receive partial agreement benefits, all stats +2!]

Fang Che's stats increased once again.

[Strength: 118]

[Agility: 119]

[Constitution: 119]

[Spirit: 121]

Meanwhile, outside the carriage, that damn system announcement rang out on time once again.

[Full Carriage Announcement!]

[Survivor 'Fang Che' and Survivor 'Xu Zhaozhao' have completed their initial union Creation Agreement!]

[Due to triggering the special Talent 'Absolute Critical Hit' (2x), both parties gain +10 to all stats permanently!]

[Due to activating 'Creation Agreement (Multiplayer Mode)', participants 'Chen Keke' and 'Jiang Ning' gain +2 to all stats permanently!]

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"..."

"..."

This time, the carriage fell into a deathly silence.

If the first time was shock, the second was numbness. And the third... was a deep sense of powerlessness and a hint of inevitability.

Fang Che, this man, was crazyly farming stats in a way they could neither understand nor resist.

And those three girls, Jiang Ning, Chen Keke, and Xu Zhaozhao, just by accompanying Fang Che, had gained a massive boost in this short hour that an ordinary person might not be able to achieve in a month.

Especially Jiang Ning; she hadn't done anything, yet she had gotten a free ride of 4+2 = 6 points to all stats!

Why?!

This thought arose in the hearts of countless girls, only to be firmly suppressed by themselves.

They had no right to ask "why."

The only qualification lay behind that closed door.

Some quick-witted girls had already begun to quietly size up the "competitors" around them, calculating their own strengths and weaknesses.

Was it their figure? Their face? Or... something else?

A silent war surrounding Fang Che had already begun.

The room was quiet for a few seconds, leaving only the sound of the four people's intertwined breathing.

Fang Che entered his post-coital period.

Xu Zhaozhao, lying on top of him, could still feel that sense of fullness slowly withdrawing, with soreness and numbness intertwined, as the aftershocks washed over her in waves.

She subconsciously tensed her waist, a very light nasal sound escaping her throat, as if reluctant, or perhaps still adjusting.

For Fang Che, it was another kind of more direct torture.

"That warm, soft, enveloping sensation gradually receded, and the trapped fluids finally flowed out, wetting a small patch on the bedsheet."

Xu Zhaozhao lay on Fang Che's chest, eyes closed, catching her breath for a long while before letting out a low laugh.

"With such a large volume, why was it only two times..."

Her voice was languid, laced with a bit of complaint.

"What? Not satisfied?" Fang Che pinched her cheek and said, annoyed.

"Mmm... a little." Xu Zhaozhao opened her large, watery eyes and looked at him innocently. "Keke got four times, but with me it's only two times. It's not fair."

"That's because you didn't try hard enough."

Jiang Ning had already sat up, leaning against the headboard, looking down at the two entangled people with eyes full of contempt for a "newbie."

"This kind of thing is about being evenly matched; it's a collision of power!"

Jiang Ning's tone was like she was critiquing a boxing match.

"You only know how to whine and moan on the side; how much explosive power can that have? The Critical Hit multiplier depends on the level of investment from both sides and... compatibility! Understand?"

Xu Zhaozhao's face flushed red at her words, and she retorted unconvinced: "I... how was I not invested? I screamed until my throat went hoarse!"

"That's just heat, not explosive power!" Jiang Ning hit back mercilessly.

Hearing their conversation, Fang Che felt a headache coming on.

He felt like he wasn't managing a harem, but leading a strange research team studying "On the Correlation Between Critical Hit Multipliers and Different Positions and Vocal Frequencies."

Just then, Jiang Ning's gaze snapped toward him.

That look was just like a female leopard eyeing its prey, full of aggression and dominance.

She didn't speak.

She simply reached out a hand, grabbed the arm of Fang Che, who was still pressing on Xu Zhaozhao, and pulled with a sudden burst of strength.

Fang Che felt a massive force, and he was uncontrollably dragged off Xu Zhaozhao and slammed down beside her.

"Hey!" Fang Che protested.

Jiang Ning paid him no mind at all; with a flip, she straddled his waist.

Her healthy, wheat-colored skin shimmered with an alluring luster under the dim light.

Her firm, strong thighs tightly clamped his waist, full of explosive power.

She lowered her head, meeting Fang Che's eyes, her own burning with the flames of battle.

"Their performance is over."

"Now, it's my turn."

She licked her lips, her voice raspy and sexy.

"Fang Che, are you ready?"

"Let me see where your limits truly lie!"

As soon as she finished speaking.

"Hiss—!"

With a sharp intake of breath, having the whole thing swallowed, Fang Che felt himself...

This time, it was Fang Che's turn to experience the feeling of being conquered.