Soon, a basin-sized gap was carved out in the vines of the corridor, revealing the interior. The vines inside were still entangled, but their color was closer to a grayish-white, similar to the giant vine seen by everyone before.
The two rcenaries, wielding machetes, chopped for a while before handing over the task to the others to take turns. The vines here seed to grow exceptionally hard, making the chopping process feel like cutting through stone. Several people were exhausted and panting by the ti they managed to cut through a few vines.
"Sothing’s not right. Did any of you sll sothing, like a bloody scent?"
Han Yan sniffed the air, her gaze revealing a hint of alertness.
"Captain, doesn’t seem to be anything unusual. Maybe it’s just a feeling of oxygen intoxication, a bit dizzy. Perhaps it’s because there are too many plants here."
Several rcenaries shook their heads. They were seasoned veterans who had experienced nurous battles. They were sensitive to the sll of blood and wouldn’t miss it.
"No, it’s definitely the sll of blood. Stop chopping. Wait a mont."
Han Yan beca increasingly uneasy. Ever since entering this botanical garden, everything seed strange. The rampant growth of vines, the colossal plants blocking out the sky, and the three people who disappeared without a trace—all contributed to her growing unease.
However, when she thought about the intelligence she had received and the value of the thing inside the botanical garden, she hesitated to give up.
"No need to chop anymore. Let’s just go."
Several rcenaries looked at each other, but since the boss had given the order, they were paid to do the job and had no choice but to comply. The remaining few cannon fodder survivors also had pale faces, thinking it was just a normal task, not expecting such hidden dangers.
Compared to the massive zombie army, the unknown and concealed dangers lurking in the darkness were even more frightening.
"Keep up with the team. This ti, everyone moves forward together, and you two guard the rear."
Under Han Yan’s command, the group ford a circle and continued moving in the previous direction. Little did they know that the vine corridor they had chopped open with machetes was slowly healing, as if it had a life of its own.
At the sa ti, the surrounding vines began to move slowly, and a strong sll of blood perated the air. These vines twisted more vigorously, and soon, the basin-sized holes in the corridor disappeared, just like before.
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Gray Bear, Order Base, logistics departnt inside the city. A group of won was busy at work.
"Ruhuishui, go back first. It seems that this ti, the competition pressure will be much greater. You not only have to compete with these newcors, but there’s also the possibility of facing those perverts from the Sex Technique School, and even the Mistresses from the Heavenly Palace. It won’t be easy."
ng Fei sighed and looked at the won in the logistics departnt busily preparing for the Sex Olympics. She felt a bit bitter.
An Ruhuishui couldn’t help feeling a bit discouraged. When she first received this notification, she was stunned for a long ti. The master unexpectedly wanted to redefine the harem hierarchy rules and use a Sex Olympics to do so—a piece of news that was truly shocking.
Not only that, even the current talent show has been combined with the Sex Olympics by the master’s decision. The word is that this decision was proposed by the think tank and a certain Mistress together, and An Ruhuishui and the others have just received the news.
This decision has caused a sensation among all the won in Order. Anyone with even a bit of ambition is watching closely because everyone knows that this is an opportunity that might change the entire harem system of the master, an opportunity that may not co again for many years.
However, for An Ruhuishui and ng Fei, it is a considerable blow. It ans that the competition they originally faced, among this group of talent show participants, might now expand to tens of thousands of beautiful won across the entire main base. Even those Mistresses with innate advantages will be their competitors on the sa stage, increasing the pressure countless tis.
ng Fei was almost ready to curse. With this setup, An Ruhuishui, who was considered one of the top beauties among this group of talents, would hardly stand out. After all, among the hundreds of thousands of beautiful won in the entire main base, there were quite a few stunning beauties and peerless temptresses.
Not to ntion a group of Mistresses who were not only stunning in appearance but also experienced, capable of outperforming An Ruhuishui in sexual skills. With their advantages in both looks and sexual techniques, they were definitely not on the sa level as a virgin like An Ruhuishui.
An Ruhuishui looked at the won in the logistics departnt, working tirelessly without a mont’s rest, all in preparation for the upcoming Sex Olympics. From the venue to the equipnt, and even the decorations, they were ticulously chosen, all to ensure the master had a better sexual experience.
However, the efforts of these logistics departnt beauties might not even get a bit of attention from the master. Still, they willingly poured in their efforts, just hoping for a slight chance to beco Mistresses in the Heavenly Palace.
After a long silence, the girl who had always been as calm as water showed a hint of determination in her eyes. There was sothing called ambition rising in her heart.
"ng Fei, no need to be so discouraged. For us, this might still be good news," An Ruhuishui smiled slightly and said to ng Fei.
"Good news? Are you kidding, or did you get hit and beco a bit delusional?" ng Fei looked skeptical, reaching out to touch An Ruhuishui’s forehead, as if checking for a fever.
The girl’s face blushed slightly, and she held ng Fei’s hand.
"ng Fei, I know you’ve helped a lot, and I appreciate it. But I think it’s ti for to take charge. Even though there are more people competing with us this ti, the chances of entering the master’s harem are also increasing."
"Not to ntion the master’s plan to reorganize the harem system. For newcors like us, isn’t this an opportunity?" An Ruhuishui’s words left ng Fei montarily speechless, as if implying that she, a newcor to Order, was ready to compete with those seniors for a chance to share a bed with the master.
"But... but!" ng Fei stuttered, at a loss for words for a mont.
"ng Fei, it’s not that I’m overestimating myself. It’s just that I feel unwilling. Look at those beautiful girls with similar looks and impressive figures. Why are they working so hard? Isn’t it all for the chance to beco soone exceptional, to be the master’s woman, to control their own destiny? Since they haven’t given up, how can I feel discouraged with my identity as a showgirl?" An Ruhuishui explained, her eyes shimring with determination.
ng Fei remained silent for a long ti, looking at the girl in front of her who spoke with such resolve. It seed as if she was witnessing a different An Ruhuishui – not the gentle and calm girl she used to know, but soone with a resolute and strong deanor, resembling a female warrior.
"What’s wrong, ng Fei? Did I say sothing wrong?" An Ruhuishui blushed, seemingly embarrassed after expressing herself. Speaking those words made it appear as if she had ulterior motives, as if she were deliberately aiming for the position of a mistress rather than genuinely admiring and respecting the master.
Overall, An Ruhuishui’s feelings toward Derick, whom she had not yet t, were quite complex. The specifics were unknown, but it was certainly not aversion. Instead, there was a mixture of admiration, reverence, and complicated sentints arising from the imnse power, the indomitable female warriors of Order, and an inexplicable sense of admiration for establishing such a vast Order force.
Another aspect contributing to her complex emotions was the brainwashing effect created by the female warriors who controlled individual sub-bases, fostering a sense of worship and affection for the master.
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