"System... What do you an his affection is still 80, I even gave him my virginity to conquer him yet, his affection is still stuck on 80? Look at other n, I conquered them so easily, their affection skyrocketed to 100, but this man is a stubborn rock!" The woman’s na was Su Qing.
She stood amidst the wreckage of a luxury hotel lobby, her designer heels sinking into the shattered glass of the front desk. Her silk robe, once a pristine white, was now stained with the dark, sticky blood of the n she had left behind, or killed.
She looked like a fallen angel, a vision of tragic beauty, if one ignored the cruel, narcissistic glint in her eyes. She, by no ans looks like a woman living in an apocalypse.
"Stupid man..." She bit her nails. Her system was an affection system— she can increase the favourability of handso n, and once the handso value reaches above ninety she can copy their talent.
She has never allowed any n to touch her, yet even after letting him, smash her, his affection value remained stubbornly stuck at 80.
It was infuriating.
She was Su Qing, the most beautiful woman in this wretched world, the destined savior of humanity. How could a re mortal, a lowly survivor, have the audacity to reject her favor? She has allowed him the favor that most n could only dream of.
She looked at the shattered mirror on the wall. Her reflection stared back—pale skin, cherry-red lips, and eyes that held the arrogance of a queen. She ran a hand through her long, black hair, smoothing it down.
"System, analyze him again. Maybe he is just shy?"
[Ding! Analysis complete.]
[ Subject: Yang Dang.]
[Affection: 80. ]
[Handso Value: 96.]
[ Status: Unconquered. ]
[ Innate ability: ’The Gaze of the Tyrant’ (Passive). ]
[ Description: The eyes of a ruler. Any living being that looks into these eyes will feel an instinctual urge to submit, kneel, and worship. The effect is stronger on those with weaker wills. ]
His ability was very strong, and she liked it... She wanted to see handso n, kneeling in front of her, worshipping her and begging to get her attention.
She wanted to see Yang Dang, the man who had rejected her, kneeling at her feet, begging for her forgiveness, for her touch, licking her foot like a lapdog, while another handso man licks her other foot. After all, isn’t it only natural?
Su Qing’s lips curled into a cruel, satisfied smile. The ’Gaze of the Tyrant’ once she has it, she would need to make sure, Yang Dang’s eyes are ruined. Only she can possess such eyes. If he truly loves her then, he can destroy his own eyes, can he not!?
Just then, a handso man with blonde hair entered the lobby. He was a foreign man possessing striking blue eyes, he looked at her and anger flared up inside him.
"Y-You... Did you do it with him?" He asked, his voice trembling with a mix of rage and jealousy. He looked at the blood stains on her robe, his eyes burning with a possessive fire.
Su Qing laughed, a sound like silver bells chiming in a graveyard. She stepped closer to him, her heels clicking on the broken glass. She reached out and cupped his face, her fingers tracing the sharp jawline.
"Jealous? Is it Knight jealous? How cute," she purred, her eyes gleaming with a dark, predatory light. "You think you have a claim on ? Are you trying to dictate my life, Leo? Did you forget your place? Maybe, Yang Dang’s cum is still inside , how about you bark three tis, then I will let you clean him off my most sacred part."
Leo’s face instantly turned puppy-like. His affection value was 100, he was a loyal dog. He didn’t care about her infidelity; he only cared about her attention. He bowed his head, his eyes filled with adoration. "No, my Queen. I am just worried about you."
He got on his knees and began to kiss her feet. "Forgive , my Queen. I am just a dog, I have no right to question your actions. I only want to serve you."
She looked down at him with a look of utter disdain, her eyes cold as ice. She didn’t even bother to look at him. She just looked at the door, waiting for him to finish. Such n were once a fine novelty but seeing them grovel, it ruins her mood.
"Get up," she commanded, her voice dripping with boredom. "You’re making a ss. And you’re too ugly to look at."
He scrambled to his feet, his face flushing with sha and humiliation, yet his eyes remained fixed on her with a desperate, hungry adoration. He was a handso man, but in her eyes, he was nothing more than a tool to be used and discarded.
"My Queen. I have collected 20 level 2 zombie cores. I also found a cache of high-grade ammunition and a few dical supplies. I have also secured the periter. Please, allow to serve you further."
His voice was a desperate plea, his eyes wide and watery, brimming with a worshipful adoration that bordered on madness.
She looked down at him, her expression one of utter indifference. "Hand the zombie cores, and scram. You are only giving a headache."
"Yes! Yes!"
He hurriedly pulled out the Zombie cores, each glowing with a different color, and walked out of the hotel lobby, his head bowed in submission.
Just then,
"Oh, so you can absorb the energy from the zombie core to grow... How interesting."
She looked back, only to see a peerless man, devoid of impurity. Skin-like jade, eyes like the deep abyss, and a figure that seed to be carved by the gods themselves. He stood amidst the shattered glass and the stench of death, yet he looked like a noble descending from the heavens.
Her heart skipped a beat. Her breath hitched in her throat. This man... He was breathtaking, awakening a strong desire within her.
She had seen many handso n in her life, but none compared to this man. He was like a sculpture of perfection, a masterpiece of nature.
She felt a strange heat rising in her lower abdon, a familiar, greedy sensation that she had felt when she first saw Yang Dang. She wanted to conquer him. She wanted to make him her slave, her lapdog, her toy.
She wanted to see him kneeling at her feet, begging for her attention, while she looked down at him with a look of utter disdain.
[Ding! Narrative overruled. An anomaly detected. Host, run.]
Narrative overruled?
Su Qing froze, eyes narrowing. "System... what nonsense is this? Speak clearly! I don’t want riddles. Speak like you’re talking to as a fellow human!"
The holographic words flickered before her, indecipherable chaos. She clenched her fists, the black nails digging into her palms.
[Ding!]
[Run bitch, run!]
"..."
Eh!? Run?
But before she could even think, further Tianmo grabbed her by her neck, and took the zombie cores from her hands.
"Let go of ! Who do you think you are?!" she scread, her face turning a shade of purple as the grip tightened. She clawed at his arm, her nails raking against his skin, but they didn’t even leave a scratch. He was like a statue of diamond, unyielding and cold.
Woosh!
The purple aura rushed forth from Tianmo’s figure, entering her body.
"Arrghhhhhh!" she scread as her cheat was forcefully taken from her.
[Ding!]
[Brain-washing affection function activated. Note: it can’t affect cultivators above the foundation stage.]
Tianmo heard a system notification inside his head. He threw away the ugly mud. Her figure collides with the glass.
"Nn..." She whimpered, her body sliding down the shattered glass of the lobby floor. The pain was sharp, a thousand needles piercing her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror that gripped her soul. She couldn’t tell what just happened.
’System, System...’ she muttered in her mind but no response ca by. She was horrified, after all without a system she was but a weak woman in the apocalypse.
"Y-You... What did you do?" She questioned Tianmo. The audacity!! Unable to see the mountains above mountains.
Pity!
Young Master Tianmo pointed his index finger and the condensed spear of god shot forth killing her instantly.
Brrr!
The dark fla also burned her soul with no rcy. He then focused on the system. "Oh, it can’t affect cultivators above the Foundation realm? I guess, I can use the lower worlds to farm innate talent then."
[Ding!]
[Innate talent is based on the structure of the world and it’s and it’s narrative authority. It’s very unlikely for lower-level worlds to give birth to extrely powerful innate talent. The system suggests, bringing the woman to the cultivation world.]
Oh! But how can he?! The ring only allows him to travel through dinsions. It’s a solo-use artifact, not group use.
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