Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 557 The Prayer of Brahma

The night is deep.

However, for a lighthouse floating in the stratosphere, darkness is not absolute.

Without the obstruction of clouds, the boundless sea of ​​stars poured down its brilliance without reservation.

The cold moon, like a plate, and countless stars, like diamonds, shine through the porthole, casting a dreamy yet lonely halo over this steel cage.

In the metal corridor of the upper residential area, a woman's languid voice, slightly hoarse and weary, echoed.

Jessica complained helplessly, but her alluring peach blossom eyes shimmered with tenderness and the satisfaction of having tasted the sweetness of love.

She had almost no strength left in her body, with most of her weight hanging on the man beside her. The black leather jacket that had perfectly accentuated her stunning figure was now wrinkled and crumpled.

Linglong Moyu's arms encircled her slender waist, supporting most of her weight on his own.

His palm, through a thin layer of leather, freely caressed her smooth, firm waist, feeling the astonishing heat emanating from her slightly protruding belly.

However, even with his support, Jessica's long, beautiful legs remained weak and limp, causing her to stumble and her full, heavy breasts to keep bumping into his arms.

"I already told you I had important business to attend to later."

Linglong Moyu remained indifferent, casually shifting the blame completely, "It was your own excitement over today's great victory that led you to provoke us. If you had finished earlier, you wouldn't be so exhausted."

"you!"

Jessica was so angry she wanted to bite a piece of flesh off his arm.

But ironically, she couldn't refute it.

Indeed, she had overestimated herself and underestimated the man's unfathomable strength.

Faced with an absolute disparity in strength, the advantage of gender had long since vanished. Her reckless provocation only resulted in her being utterly routed and crying out in despair by the opponent's overwhelming superior strength.

However, women, especially in this situation, never reason with you.

Filled with shame and indignation with nowhere to vent, she angrily reached out and precisely found the soft flesh on Mo Yu's waist, pinched it hard, and then twisted it left and right, as if she wanted to twist that piece of flesh off his body.

Linglong Moyu raised an eyebrow.

The hand that was around her waist slid down and gently pressed on her slightly protruding, surprisingly elastic abdomen.

"Ugh——!"

With just that one moment, Jessica's already soft and delicate body stiffened as if struck by an electric current, and she tightly pressed her legs together.

She opened her mouth wide silently, her beautiful eyes somewhat unfocused.

After a long while, her unfocused pupils finally focused again, her eyes misting over with tears, and she glared at Mo Yu with a mixture of shame and anger.

"you!"

"What's wrong with me?"

Linglong Moyu wore an innocent and indifferent expression, yet his fingertips gently caressed her lower abdomen, as if he were about to press it.

Jessica was so frightened that she tried to back away.

But then she suddenly realized that she was being held firmly in his arms, with nowhere to escape.

All the shame and anger instantly turned into a pitiful weakness in the face of absolute power.

She looked at Mo Yu pleadingly, her eyes filled with a hint of apology: "I...I've already been bullied by you like this, can't you just let me have my way? Anyway, you don't feel pain, so you won't feel it at all. What's wrong with me pinching you a couple of times?"

Linglong Moyu really enjoyed this feeling.

He especially enjoyed seeing these usually aloof and valiant women completely conquered by him, collapsing into a pool of water and only able to sob softly—a stark contrast.

This sense of mental conquest and accomplishment brings him far more pleasure than mere sensory stimulation.

After all, for a "new human" whose sense of touch is only 70% of that of an average person, spiritual pleasure is far more worth pursuing than physical pleasure.

However, to be fair, at this moment he did indeed have a sense of unbridled joy and indulgence after achieving great success.

Before he succeeded, he was cautious and took things one step at a time because his foundation was not yet solid.

But now he is the deity and sovereign of this lighthouse. If he still walks on thin ice, wouldn't all his previous hard work and planning have been in vain?
He wasn't even afraid of being discovered.

While the three survival rules of the lighthouse cannot be abolished immediately, their gradual liberalization is inevitable.

It just can't be accomplished overnight.

He started by gradually releasing signals, from comprehensive and strict investigation to no action if the people didn't complain, and finally to complete elimination. This is the safest and smoothest path to reform.

After passing through a long metal corridor, the two arrived at the brightly lit residential area of ​​the upper class.

Just then, a familiar figure walked towards us.

He Guangzhe Fanlu was walking hurriedly, his head bowed as if deep in thought.

Realizing there was someone ahead, she looked up, a hint of surprise in her clear almond-shaped eyes.

"Lord Adam,"

She bowed slightly, but her gaze involuntarily fell on Jessica's face, who was practically clinging to Mo Yu. "Manager Jessica, what's going on...?"

Jessica, still leaning against Mo Yu's chest, instinctively tensed up and tried to straighten up to create distance between herself and Mo Yu.

If this had been discovered in the past, she could have prepared her last words and been ready to be purified by the flames that very day.

Although the man beside her was now the actual ruler of the Lighthouse, the high-pressure rule brought about by Coco's three survival rules over a long period of time still made her instinctively feel a little nervous and afraid.

What's more, the other party is a Lightbearer!

He is the most loyal and ruthless executor of the three laws of the past!
However, Linglong Moyu tightened his grip slightly on her waist.

Jessica had barely managed to stretch herself out a little when she softly bumped back into his arms.

"She just twisted her ankle in the stairwell and has trouble moving around, so I helped her back to rest." Linglong Moyu looked at Fanlu and said a lie that even a three-year-old wouldn't believe with an indifferent expression.

Fan Lu's gaze shifted from Mo Yu's face to the woman in his arms.

Jessica's features still retained a touch of languid charm, a result of being nourished by love; her slightly swollen red lips and alluring autumn eyes seemed to drip with moisture.

Even as a Lightbearer, she could keenly detect the faint, fishy smell in the air, a mixture of sweat and another special bodily fluid.

"I see,"

However, she gave a look of sudden realization, her tone full of concern, "Manager Jessica, you still need to be careful and take good care of your health. The subsequent maintenance and upgrades of the lighthouse will rely heavily on your expertise."

Upon hearing these words, Jessica's last trace of fear vanished completely.

Upon hearing this, the last trace of fear in Jessica's heart vanished completely.

Instead, there is a sense of triumph and arrogance belonging to the victors.

Instead of being passive, she took the initiative, wrapping her arms around Mo Yu's waist and pressing her voluptuous, fiery body closer, feeling the contours of his strong muscles, before giving Fan Lu a charming smile:
"Thank you for your concern, I will take good care of myself."

Looking at her arrogant and spoiled demeanor, a barely perceptible hint of anger and sadness flashed deep in Fanlu's eyes.

Her hands clenched slightly, then quickly relaxed, but the respectful smile on her face seemed somewhat stiff.

"Giggle."

Jessica was really enjoying it.

She placed her entire weight in Mo Yu's strong arms, looking at the once arrogant Lightbringer before her with an almost humiliating posture. This woman, as the head of the Law Priests, even participated in the formulation of the breeding mission; her situation could not possibly be hidden from her eyes.

But so what?
Now she can only watch helplessly, pretending she knows nothing and smells nothing.

The thought that Fan Lu, who used to patrol the lighthouse with priests and judge people, could only force a smile in front of her now filled Jessica with an extraordinary sense of comfort and pleasure.

Of course, she knew very well that what Fan Lu feared was not her, but the man beside her who had already trampled the entire Lighthouse underfoot.

But that's enough.

The three of them brushed past each other.

……

Linglong Moyu escorted Jessica back to her room.

Just as he was about to help her to the bedside and then turn to leave.

Suddenly, Jessica turned around, wrapped her arms around his neck like snakes, stood on tiptoe, and pressed her already swollen lips against his once again.

Intense emotions, humid and lingering.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

The connection is still there.

Jessica's arms were still wrapped around his neck, and she looked up at him with affection: "Let's... do it again."

You should get some rest first.

Linglong Moyu reached out and grasped her fragrant shoulders, gently pressing her down to sit on the edge of the bed.

"If we do it again, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow."

"cut."

Jessica curled her lip, a cold smile appearing on her alluring face: "Don't think I don't know, aren't you just eager to see that little bitch from earlier? Afraid she'll get impatient?"

Linglong Moyu ignored her jealous sarcasm and turned to walk towards the door.

He's already emotionally deficient in the material sense, so how can you expect him to have a devoted heart?

It’s simply a fool’s errand!

As for why there are so many selfish desires despite the lack of emotional connection?

Emotions and desires are two completely different things.

The former stems from an individual's perception of the world, while the latter is more influenced by the secretion of hormones within the body.

For example, androgens and hormones.

From a genetic perspective, the stronger the genes and the stronger the body, the more hormones it will secrete in order to perpetuate its genes.

This is an instinctive choice made by a species for survival of the fittest.

A person lacking in emotion may be heartless, but not without desire.

On the contrary, his desires will be stronger and purer than those of a normal person!
Because a person who cannot feel pain will never care about the consequences of their actions, yet can taste the fruits of every plunder and conquest without any burden...

Such people are born villains in love, scum of the earth.

Linglong Moyu left Jessica's room.

I had only walked a few steps down the corridor when I saw the figure I expected at the corner of the corridor ahead.

"Lord Adam."

Fanlu placed his hands together in front of his lower abdomen, adopting a humble and respectful posture, and waited quietly in the center of the passage.

Upon seeing Mo Yu appear, her clear and sharp almond-shaped eyes lowered slightly, not daring to look him in the eye.

"I...I'd like to speak with you alone. Could I take up some of your precious time?" Her voice was tight and trembling slightly.

Linglong Moyu picked up the terminal, glanced at it, and said indifferently, "I have an appointment with Chief Steward Jingnan and Commander Victor. I need to attend an important meeting later. If you need anything, you can come find me after the meeting."

Upon hearing this, Fanlu's pupils contracted.

The three top leaders of the Lighthouse are about to hold a meeting to decide the future of the Lighthouse.

But she deliberately ignored Charles, the leader she served...

It seems quite obvious what this meeting will discuss.

Just as Mo Yu was about to walk past him, who was standing there dumbfounded, and leave, Mo Yu was about to walk away.

"wait wait wait!"

Fanlu suddenly snapped out of his shock and almost instinctively turned around, grabbing his arm tightly from behind without hesitation.

"Lord Adam, please, please wait a moment!"

She was really anxious.

Her almost blind loyalty to Charles, coupled with a vague, inexplicable feeling within herself, compelled her to find a way to save her leader no matter what!
At any cost!
Linglong Moyu's power was far beyond what Fanlu could match. Even though she used all her strength, she was still easily dragged half a step by Moyu.

This caused Fanlu not only to not let go, but to hold on even tighter.

The thick arm sank deeply into the V-shaped opening edged with gold trim.
The already form-fitting fabric was stretched to its limit, becoming even tighter, as if it would tear apart at any moment.

"Lord Adam... I beg you..."

Fanlu's voice was broken, with a slightly hoarse sob in it.

She tilted her head back, her bright eyes gazing at Mo Yu's expressionless profile. A misty haze welled in her eyes, which were filled with a heartbreaking plea.

In the past power structure of the Light and Shadow Society, as the agent of Charles's will, her authority was even slightly higher than that of Vatican, who was also a Lightbearer, and she was an equal to Mo Yu.

But now...

The wicked thoughts in Linglong Moyu's heart were greatly satisfied at this moment.

He thoroughly enjoyed the sense of conquest that came with this extreme contrast.

However, on the surface, he maintained his usual indifference.

He stopped, pulled his arm away from Fan Lu's tight embrace, took out his terminal, and glanced at the time.

"It's 9:30 p.m. now, and there's still half an hour before the meeting starts."

He turned around and looked down at her from his superior position.

"You come with me."

"Thank you! Thank you so much, Lord Adam!"

Fanlu felt as if he had been granted a pardon, bowing repeatedly in respect, a stark contrast to his usual aloof and arrogant demeanor in front of others.

Linglong Moyu didn't look at her again, but slowly turned and walked towards the conference room.

Fanlu followed closely behind him, extremely anxious, yet dared not urge him on.

Time passed slowly, and every minute and every second was agonizing!
(End of this chapter)