Grind-to-Cash System: Buy SSS Skills to Spam them Infinitely with Cash Chapter 12- Depth of Ocean

I was too broke.

I couldn't trust the system at this point. It hadn't warned about the experiences I was wasting, and right now, seeing those jets in the air instead of healing—which I could've done just by eating my tail—I needed sothing to protect myself and escape this place.

'Wait, wait, WAIT!' I yelled inwardly, since my voice was already hoarse from screaming after getting my dick cut off. But now, that sa idiot seed to be moving toward the deck.

Considering the system labeled him a Dragon Slayer, he probably had the power to kill a dragon.

And right now, if I was thinking clearly and he did anything reckless, things would get even ssier.

Swish.

Boom.

Those sa sounds repeated, but this ti, my golden eyes reflected the sky—blinking, watching one of the jets get cleanly sliced in half. It split, caught fire, and exploded.

'...I need to run away from here,' I thought, already beginning to stand, realizing this was about to turn into a disaster. Slowly, I lifted myself from the barrel.

"Ugh, shit." My erect dick hit a nearby wooden edge, making wince as I tried to retreat. My thin nightgown snagged on a nail, and I fumbled to remove it, clearly intending to escape this situation.

I knew how to swim—and dying in the ocean was better than getting nuked.

'Co on,' I struggled with the nail. Then, from the corner of my eye, I noticed a sparrow hovering mid-air.

Yes. It was exactly that bastard—swiftly lurching toward the jets like they were calling him for a one-night stand.

"STOP, YOU BASTARD!" I scread. "YOU'LL KILL US ALL!"

However, my voice did not reach him, or even if it did, it appeared he just ignored it. Who knows? Given his speed, he had already moved far away from our reach, and then ca the fear I had: a missile.

There's a saying that won have more intuition than n, like where they can sense danger or things, but of course, most of the ti they lack the brainpower to process what to do in those monts except for screaming and yelling.

But they do sense things.

And right now, I was wearing a won's dress with a man's brain. So naturally, I knew that missile, which had a tail and a design that scread its identity, was a nuke.

A GODDAMN NUKE!

It didn't take long before that thing collided directly with that man, and in that flickering mont, I saw him creating a shield as if completely confident, like a protagonist thinking his plot armor was going to work against reality.

Ding!

[Newly identified skill is now active and accessible at the Mirror Shop: Absolute Shield – Seventh Layer (User: Asphastihs Gromwold) – 10,000 Gold.]

Note: Any acquired skills can be amplified according to the multipliers of the gold coins.

[Do Host want to buy—]

'Fuck, buy it, you bastard!' I yelled, as the heat from far away had already vaporized all the humidity in the air.

It was so warm and hot, though for , it wasn't.

'No!'

I sprinted. The decision was too fast and calculated, considering that woman had her clothes burned and her body about to soon evaporate from that damn nuke.

I wasn't playing a hero here, nor was I desperate to hug a naked beauty, but she possessed the buff ability which I needed right now at all costs to save myself.

I wasn't going to fucking die.

Even if it's a damn nuke.

My mind reeled as I sprinted, my nightgown catching on a jagged nail and tearing away completely.

Naked, I didn't hesitate.

Fuck, dead people don't hesitate.

I ran toward the princess, her eyes locked in a trance like the others—none of them realizing death was monts away.

I crashed into her from behind, my naked body pressing against hers, her flaming clothes already on the edge of burning away.

[Action: Naked Body Slamd Against Royal Woman]

Base Reward: 5,000 GC

Bonus (Royal Affection): 1,000 GC

Bonus (Fa Boost, Royal Tier): 500 GC

My hips shifted, and my hard shaft slipped right between her plush thighs, my hands instinctively grabbing onto her thick, perky, nearly naked breasts.

[Action: Erection Sandwiched Between Thighs]

Base Reward: 6,800 GC

Bonus (First Ti Bonus): 3,400 GC

[Action: Royal Breast Grope (Direct Contact)]

Base Reward: 7,400 GC

Bonus (Affection - Royal): 1,100 GC

"Activate the damn barrier and amplify it to max!" I scread, urgency overtaking all sense of hesitation.

[Skill Activation: Absolute Shield – Seventh Layer]

Cost: 10,000 GC

Amplification ×20: 190,000 GC

[Gold Coin Balance: 396,800 23,900 – 200,000 = 220,700 GC]

With a swift motion, the barrier snapped into existence, a radiant do forming around us, shielding us from the fiery hell around us. The others scread as flas licked their bodies, but I didn't stop. I grabbed her tightly and ran toward the ship's edge.

I leapt off, still clutching her tightly, as the ocean swallowed us whole.

Splash!

Everything was silenced by the heat which I didn't feel, but sohow, literally, all the clothes this woman wore burned away, with her hair burning and her skin turning red enough to make realize the heat was beyond anything I could imagine.

Maybe my dragon bloodline made immune to heat.

Who knows.

The ocean swallowed us, its icy grip—now slowly becoming boiling water—dragging us deeper into the abyss.

'!'

The princess's eyes shot open, wide with raw, burning agony.

"Urghhhh!" Her scream tore through the water, the ball-shaped do keeping us from the water and making those cries from her blistered lips even more intense for my ears.

She was in pain from the world's most painful situation—burning alive.

"Aaarghhh—!" Her naked body thrashed violently against mine, every movent sending fresh waves of excruciating pain through her scorched skin.

Her body, charred and seared by the nuke's unrelenting heat, felt like it was being torn apart with each breath.

"Ugh!?" She gasped, the air torn from her lungs, her cries ragged and guttural. Her voice was thick with terror and tornt, the intensity of her pain drowning out everything else.

We plumted into the dark depths, but her struggle—her desperate writhing—made it feel like we were falling into hell itself.

"Stop—STOP!" she wailed, her voice breaking with the effort, hands clawing at my arms, trembling with panic.

Her nails, sharp and frantic, dug into my flesh, tearing at my skin and drawing blood.

But I couldn't let go. If I did, her panic would consu us both as she would hit the barrier, which was now like a spherical ball, stopping water and protecting us within.

But heat was still sensible.

Each breath she took, gasping and choking, sent tremors through her body, and with every painful scream, I could feel her slipping further away from control.

Her suffering, her desperation—it was all I could hear, all I could feel.

The princess was drowning, not just in the ocean, but in the fire of her own pain.

'Shit, I am a scumbag!', And in that mont, feeling that there was no option but to control her, I swiftly used my other hand, leaving her breast, to grasp her chin, tilting her head as I sealed her lips, which were blistered and swollen.

Who cares about beauty when death is near the doorstep?

"Mmmphhhh!?"