Wanjie Hotel: Iron Man is not allowed to charge

Chapter 317 Batman vs. Superman, Kryptonian Bloodline Acquired! (200 Million Words, Seeking Guaranteed Monthly Tickets)
"Bring out Brainiac's spaceship."

Wen Ming's words immediately displeased Lex: "Didn't you say last time that the spaceship belonged to me?"

"But we need Doomsday, well, although the one you created in the original storyline wasn't the real Doomsday, it was just a similar creature."

Wen Ming comforted him, "Don't worry, the spaceship is still yours, but you'll need to build Doomsday."

"OK!"

In order to enhance his abilities, Lex didn't hold back anymore. He raised his hands to indicate his full cooperation: "I'll go and bring the spaceship over right away."

"You can already pilot Brainiac's spaceship?"

Bruce narrowed his eyes at Lex, who felt a chill run down his spine, realizing he had let something slip. He then said smugly, "My intelligence is level nine. How could I possibly not be able to handle a mere spaceship operating system?"

Bruce nodded: "Then you must have already figured out how to create Doomsday, right?"

Lex immediately shook his head frantically: "How is that possible? Cracking this spaceship is extremely difficult."

Bruce laughed: "Then let me help you crack it?"

Lex shook his head again: "I was planning to give this technology as part of my dowry to my brother-in-law, Wen Ming."

Lina blushed instantly and "seized the opportunity" to throw herself into Wen Ming's arms again.

Bruce remained silent, simply watching Lex. Lex, seeing everyone staring at him, felt somewhat aggrieved, but finally honestly said, "Okay, okay, I have indeed cracked this gene fusion technology, but it's a bit inhumane, so I abandoned it a long time ago."

I'm a good person now!

Everyone smiled.

Wen Ming pointed to General Zod's corpse and said, "In the original story, you used General Zod's corpse to create Doomsday. Let's continue this time."

Lex swallowed hard. "Are you sure? Doomsday gets stronger the more it's fought."

"Don't worry, we don't have much else, but we have plenty of Kryptonite, don't you think, Bruce?"

Wen Ming looked at Batman, who nodded helplessly: "Don't worry, I've already made ten Kryptonite spears for this day."

"How many? Ten?"

Lex was stunned, and Clark couldn't help but glance at him. Catwoman Selena laughed from the side, "Ten? I bet you have at least 100 hidden in your Batcave."

Everyone laughed.

The work that followed became simple and efficient.

General Zod's body was placed in the spaceship's life incubation dish, and under the catalysis of Kryptonian technology, a twisted and powerful life form began to gestate and take shape at an astonishing speed.

To speed up the process, Wen Ming didn't hesitate to throw dozens of high-purity energy blocks into the petri dish. The surging energy was instantly drained, and accompanied by a tooth-grinding sound of bones cracking, the pseudo-Doomsday smashed through the reinforced glass and broke free of its restraints.

It raised its head, its neck muscles bulging, and let out a silent roar to the sky, announcing its birth.

However, the roar dissipated directly in the vacuum.

Doomsday was stunned; its nascent, destructive consciousness momentarily went blank.

It looked around and saw only a desolate, dim rocky landscape, and beyond the thin, almost non-existent atmosphere, an eternally dark starry sky.

Here, the yellow sun it yearns for is absent, and the power within its body is like water without a source, unable to boil.

It instinctively wanted to move and explore this unfamiliar territory.

However, the next second, a deadly attack came silently—ten kryptonite spears, shimmering with a ghostly green light, seemed to have anticipated all its movements and suddenly pierced its body from all directions and tricky angles!
"Pfft-"

The intense pain caused Doomsday to roar silently once more. Rage instantly overwhelmed its consciousness, and the bone spikes on its back and its ferocious tail thrashed wildly, trying to tear the attackers hiding in the shadows to shreds.

But it can't sense anything.

The attacker seemed to blend into this absolute silence; there was no heat, no sound, no breath.

A darkness deeper than the surrounding starry sky began to rapidly encroach upon its vision.

With a final, heavy heartbeat from within, its massive, mountain-like body lost all strength and crashed onto the planet's surface, raising a fine cloud of dust.

Inside a distant combat spaceship, Bruce Wayne's tightly pursed lips relaxed slightly, Lex Luthor's lips curled into an undisguised smug smile, and Wonder Woman and her sisters, Supergirl and her sisters, Superman, Catwoman and others exhaled slowly, revealing victorious smiles on their faces.

However, after waiting for a while, the expected plot twist and enhancement did not occur!

The previously noisy spaceship fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes turned to Wen Ming.

Wen Ming crossed his arms, a playful "I knew it" smile on his face. Without hesitation, he looked at the two main characters in the room—Bruce Wayne and Clark Kent.

“Don’t forget,” he slowly reminded him, “the name of this movie is—Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice.”

"so?"

Superman Clark looked at Wen Ming in astonishment, his blue eyes filled with innocence and a hint of reluctance.

Bruce had already rubbed his forehead, his deep voice clearly showing a headache: "So, form trumps substance, is that it..."

"Therefore, a great war is imperative!"

Lex Luthor, standing nearby, was so excited he almost jumped for joy. He waved his arms like a child watching a spectacular circus performance begin: "The rules are right there! Hurry, hurry, let's get started!"

Let me see just how human ingenuity manages to utterly defeat the gods!

Batman and Superman exchanged a glance, both seeing deep helplessness and a hint of resignation in each other's eyes.

Yes, the title is Iron Law.

Under these peculiar rules, if a fight isn't performed according to the "script," the process might never be completed.

Batman couldn't help but say, "Wen Ming, how about we postpone it? That way, everyone can build up their resources more."

Superman immediately nodded: "Yes, yes, isn't it said that the more foundation you have, the better the enhancement effect?"

Lyles immediately waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, we are building up our foundation now. Our DC universe has fallen far behind the Marvel universe, so we must seize every opportunity to improve."

"Wait a moment!"

Harley Quinn suddenly screamed and leaped in front of the crowd like a nimble swallow.

"How can we enjoy something this fun behind closed doors? It has to be streamed live! Oh no—"

She winked mischievously, her brightly painted lipstick forming a wide smile: "Let's all have some fun together! There's a saying in the boss's hometown: 'Sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone!'"

Aquaman Arthur, carrying his trident, laughed heartily upon hearing this, his voice booming like thunder: "Excellent! That's a great idea!"

Let everyone see how mortals fight gods! This is invaluable teaching material!

Batman and Superman exchanged helpless glances again. They could already foresee how this contest, which might have been just a formality, would turn into a chaotic farce.

……

Sure enough, the Iron Hotel's tradition of "enjoying a good spectacle" was put to full use.

Almost a minute after Harley finished speaking, Tony Stark, with his arm around Pepper's waist, was the first to arrive at the "spectator zone" amidst the roar of his gold and red suit.

"Clark!"

He shouted from afar, snapping his fingers: "Beat that little bat hard!"
If you win, Stark Industries will pay off your family farm's loan and even build you a fully automated one!
Does your mother's house need rebuilding? I can build her a much bigger villa!

Immediately afterwards, the space rippled, and Hela, the goddess of death, made a dazzling appearance with her "family"—two mothers with similar temperaments and four brothers with very different styles.

They skillfully set up a row of beach chairs and brought out a small beer barrel, looking every bit like they were on vacation.

Hela leaned back lazily in her chair and raised her glass to Bruce: "If you need magical or death power, just say the word."

To be honest, I've long wanted to test my skills against this son of Krypton, to see if his body of steel is harder, or if my sword of the night sky is sharper.

Wonder Woman Diana arrives in a grand procession with her "goddess team"—her two mothers, Queen Hippolyta; her two aunts, Meranipe; her four sisters, Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, and Hecate, Queen of Hell; and two new members, the sisters Hecate, goddesses of the underworld, radiating a dark magical aura.

Fourteen goddesses, each with their own distinct style yet equally radiant, formed a beautiful sight. They brought over a huge long table, which was instantly filled with divine wines and golden apples.

Seeing this, Natasha Romanoff immediately pulled up her "Black Widow family"—the original Black Widow Melina and Evelyn, the third Black Widow Yelena, Taskmaster Antonia, and the new member Ghost Ava.

The team of six top female agents exuded an aura of power, with Natasha giving a provocative look in Diana's direction.

Faced with Natasha's silent challenge, Diana simply took a light sip of her fairy wine and sighed in a "low voice" that everyone could hear: "It's a pity that my other aunt, the valiant Antiope, can't return to the DC Universe, otherwise we would be a complete family of fifteen."

Upon hearing this, Catwoman Selena, who had been watching the show from the sidelines, immediately retorted, "If you guys help the boss take over the entire Mount Olympus, Diana, your family register would probably need a magic book made with divine magic to hold it all, right?"

These words, like a pebble thrown into a lake, immediately created ripples.

A bright light suddenly shone in the Hecate sisters' eyes, and one of them whispered in an echoing voice, "Olympus... I have longed to return there to tell those treacherous people my longing and... revenge."

Harley Quinn, like a shark smelling blood, immediately moved closer to the Hecate sisters, affectionately taking their arms, and whispered in a seemingly innocent but actually inflammatory tone, "The boss's glory must be spread across that Mount Olympus!"

No, it should be sprinkled throughout the entire realm of the gods!
Every self-proclaimed noble deity on the Origin Wall should be the boss's most humble servant!

The light in the Hecate sisters' eyes grew even brighter, and faint magical fluctuations began to emanate from their bodies: "That's right!"

Those so-called gods, after receiving my power and blessings, have long forgotten reverence and gratitude.

I must... repay them properly.

Harley clapped her hands excitedly: "I also think they desperately need a real owner to 'manage' them properly!"

Queen Atlanna, who had just arrived with her son King Orm and Mera, happened to overhear this dangerous conversation.

She reminded him at the right moment, "Hercate, you'd better be careful. Didn't you just absorb and fuse with the power of the Black Apple?"

If possible, I suggest you set up a few more ingenious traps to lure that 'Inverted Man's' clone over several more times, repeatedly devouring its power.

When you perfectly master both the power of the collective unconscious and the power of the Black Apple, nothing in the entire realm of the gods will be able to restrain your steps.

Hearing this, the Hecate sisters nodded in deep agreement, their restless magical energy calming down slightly: "We must proceed cautiously... Although we have undergone several plot enhancements, I can sense that there is still room for improvement ahead."

Wen Ming's advocacy of a "steady" approach has now been deeply imprinted in the hearts of every employee and traveler at the Iron Hotel, much like a genetic code.

Even someone as powerful as Hecate—the source of magic in the DC Universe, a goddess with almost limitless magical power—believed that before returning to Mount Olympus, she must be fully prepared and never repeat the same mistake of capsizing in the gutter.

On the other side, the Wanda Sisters, Jean Grey/Phoenix, the Supergirls, Kula, Athena Asamiya, Isla, Celis, and other members of the Daughters Alliance occupied a large area on their own.

They happily spread out their picnic blankets and laid out the unique snacks and drinks they had collected from all corners of the universe, instantly transforming into the most enthusiastic fan club, joyfully cheering for their favorites.

The Quicksilver brothers were pitifully circling around. They wanted to join in, but the problem was that it was all a Daughters' Alliance, and they were so anxious that they were considering whether they should have surgery.

Fortunately, Peter Parker, Dandy, Ninth Brother, 9S and others accepted the two brothers and stopped their dangerous thoughts.

Such a grand event naturally wouldn't be complete without the fighters from the King of Fighters universe and the ever-energetic Goku. Cammy also led her December Guard members, all neatly and uniformly present to observe and learn.

"I bet 1000 contribution points that Batman wouldn't last 30 seconds against Superman!"

"Who are you underestimating? That's Batman. I bet 3000 points he can last at least 3 minutes."

"Our Lord Bruce is a superhuman who has undergone countless enhancements; his body has long since broken through its limits! I bet 500 points in 5 minutes!"

……

Soon, the clamor of betting drowned out the cheers.

Ever since Wenming turned a blind eye to Jonathan's amusement park project that exploited loopholes in the rules, the members of the Iron Hotel quickly abandoned the vulgar gold.

Contribution points, a hard currency that can be exchanged for high-tech equipment, mystical knowledge, and to post bounty missions, are now flying around the gambling table, adding the most realistic thrill to the upcoming battle.

As everyone eagerly awaited their arrival, Bruce and Clark walked into the temporarily designated "ring" area.

Bruce silently inspected his armor and the various gadgets in his belt, while Clark awkwardly tugged at the huge "S" symbol on his chest.

"Looks like there's no escaping it," Clark muttered helplessly.

Bruce's lips curled slightly beneath his visor: "Then let them watch a good show."

Before he could finish speaking, Bruce launched the first attack. With a low shout, dozens of miniature firing ports instantly appeared on the armored arms, shoulders, and legs of his battle suit.

"Magic Bat Annihilation Bomb!"

Countless tiny bats made of dark purple magical energy roared out. They were not physical entities, but they swarmed towards Superman with piercing screams, causing ripples in the space wherever they passed and emanating a chilling aura of annihilation.

This is Bruce's masterpiece, a perfect fusion of cutting-edge technology and ancient magic, designed specifically to break through various energy defenses.

Tony Stark sat bolt upright in the audience, ignoring Pepper Potts beside him. He stared intently at the magical bats, a look of amazement flashing in his eyes.

This Batman has combined magic and technology so ingeniously!
Faced with this attack, Clark's eyes narrowed. He did not choose to withstand it head-on, but instead closed his eyes slightly and then suddenly opened them, unleashing a vast and boundless spiritual power.

"Mental barrier!"

A transparent wall seemed to appear in the air. The shrieking magical bats crashed into it, but instead of exploding, they melted away like ice and snow. Upon touching the pure and powerful mental field, they quickly dimmed, disintegrated, and finally vanished as specks of fluorescent light.

Clark stood still, motionless, with only his signature curls on his forehead being slightly swayed by the dissipating energy.

"Wow! He directly withstood magical annihilation with his mental power? This is Superman, who prefers to use his fists?" "Who said Superman's magic resistance isn't high? I'm the first to disagree!"

"This is magic resistance? Open your eyes and look carefully. This is a high-level application of mental power. I highly suspect that Superman, Batman, and Iron Man have been secretly practicing magic for a long time!"

……

The audience gasped in amazement, and even the usually haughty Hela nodded slightly in appreciation. Wen Ming couldn't help but chuckle and exclaim, "Master Bat is truly amazing."

The first round of combat seemed evenly matched, but Bruce knew that his powerful magical attacks had been neutralized by his opponent in a more domineering way.

"It seems a more direct greeting is needed."

Bruce said coldly, exerting force with his feet. The engine on the back of his futuristic bat armor spewed out a stream of dark blue particles, instantly creating a powerful counterforce that made him disappear from the spot at near teleportation speed, leaving only a slightly sunken footprint and a ring of spreading sonic boom cloud.

The next instant, he appeared to Superman's side, his fist, covered in black metal and intricate magical runes, slamming into Superman's temple with a piercing shriek that tore through the air.

The force of that punch was enough to blast a main battle tank into pieces.

Clark reacted with lightning speed, raising his left arm swiftly to block.

"boom--!!!"

A deafening roar erupted, and a shockwave visible to the naked eye spread out in a ring.

Clark's body swayed slightly, and the ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch. Bruce, using the reaction force of the collision, emitted subtle airflow from the joints of his armor, allowing him to appear behind Superman in a right-angle turn that defied the laws of physics.

The Bat Armor's elbow armor ejected a high-frequency vibrating particle blade, piercing straight into his heart!

"Too slow, Bruce."

Clark's voice rang out calmly. He didn't even turn around; he simply grabbed the wrist of the particle blade, which was powerful enough to cut through adamantium, with perfect precision.

The powerful grip caused the armor to emit a sickening metallic groan.

But this is exactly what Bruce has been waiting for!

The arm that was grabbed did not struggle; instead, it was instantly overloaded.

"Extreme overload!"

The azure arcs of electricity mingled with the purple magical energy, like a raging python, instantly coiling around Superman's arm, attempting to invade his body and disrupt his biofield and even the energy cycle within him.

Clark frowned slightly, grabbed Bruce's hand and pulled hard, swinging him like a hammer and slamming him into the distance. At the same time, his eyes turned bloodshot.

The heat vision was no longer a thick beam of light, but two extremely condensed, deep red rays, only the thickness of a finger, shooting towards Bruce, who was still in the air, at a speed beyond comprehension.

Wherever the rays passed, the air was ionized, producing crackling and popping sounds.

Bruce twisted his body forcefully in mid-air, and the bat emblem on the chest of his armor lit up instantly, unleashing a deep blue composite shield composed of hexagonal energy units and flowing with magical runes.

"Zizzi——!"

The highly concentrated heat vision struck the shield, but instead of exploding, it emitted a piercing, corrosive sound.

The shield fluctuated violently, and the outermost layer of magical runes crumbled rapidly, but the inner energy structure withstood the impact, deflecting the terrifying heat in all directions and carving two deep red lava trenches in the ground.

"It blocked it! Batman's armor is too tough!"

"This is practically a tortoise shell!"

"The Bat Lord must have a special shield against heat rays!"

……

Tony stared at Bruce's deep blue protective shield, which resembled a tortoise shell, and wondered if his Iron Man suit could achieve the same ease and precision.

Hmm, we need to add a few more ice magic shields.

I'm not imitating that stinky bat.

Ice counters fire, doesn't it?
Bruce landed, sliding on his knees to dissipate the force. The surface of his armor turned a dark red due to the high temperature, but the core structure remained intact.

He raised his head, his eyes beneath the visor incredibly grave. Clark hadn't even used magic; his mental strength, physical presence, and heat vision alone were enough to exert unprecedented pressure on him.

The enhanced Superman is terrifyingly strong.

“It’s time to end the warm-up, Bruce,” Clark said calmly, hovering a foot off the ground.

Bruce did not answer. Instead, he increased the power of his armor to the critical point. The layers of armor on his chest unfolded, revealing an incredibly complex energy core. The light in the surrounding space began to distort, and massive magical and technological energy converged and compressed within it.

"Chaotic Nova!"

An energy sphere, its interior flowing with chaotic colors and its exterior wrapped in countless magical chains, took shape on Bruce's chest, emitting destructive fluctuations that caused the protective shield of the entire spectator area to flicker violently.

However, just a split second before this final blow was about to be delivered—

Time seems to be stretched infinitely.

Clark's figure blurred for a moment.

No, it wasn't blurry; rather, his speed instantly increased to an unbelievable level, surpassing the limits of Bruce's armor sensors and his own neural responses!

Bruce felt an irresistible force press down on the core of his armor on his back. Then, his arms holding the "Chaos Nova" felt lighter, and the sphere of destruction that contained most of his energy had disappeared.

"Hey——!"

All energy output from the armor was forcibly interrupted, the system instantly overloaded and crashed, and the surface light quickly dimmed.

Bruce didn't even have time to make any effective blocking or dodging movements before he was gently but irresistibly pinned to the ground by this force, unable to move.

Everything happened in a flash of lightning.

When the audience realized what was happening, they saw Superman Clark Kent standing quietly in the center of the arena, while Bruce Willis was kneeling on one knee, his bat armor having lost all its luster, like a sleeping behemoth.

Clark casually tossed the half-condensed energy ball, sending it hurtling towards a mountain-sized meteorite in space. The meteorite silently exploded into countless fragments, bursting forth with dazzling light in the starry sky.

“Your armor and magic are very strong, Bruce.” Clark nodded slightly, his tone apologetic but more of a statement of fact: “But speed is my domain.”

The room fell silent for a moment, then erupted into a deafening clamor and the noise of the betting settlement.

Batman was defeated, defeated by that absolute speed.

Tony said with some regret, "It's obvious that Batman didn't use Kryptonite."

Wen Ming chuckled upon hearing this: "This is an exhibition match, not a real life-or-death struggle."

Bruce slowly stood up, and his armor began to glow faintly again.

He looked at Clark, and a deep voice came from beneath his visor: "Next time, I'll be faster."

Clark smiled slightly, sunlight shining into his azure eyes: "I will become even faster!"

The two looked at each other for a moment, and then burst out laughing almost simultaneously.

At this moment, all the competition and victory or defeat transformed into mutual respect and understanding.

Everyone present cheered happily.

Because, the enhancement is here!
The people of the DC Universe have finally gotten their revenge!
After completing three films in a row—Man of Steel, Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice, and Smallville Season 5—along with the double boosts from Aquaman 1 and Aquaman 2, the DC Universe's characters have finally caught up with the far-ahead Marvel characters after five consecutive power-ups.

Superman could clearly feel his power soaring, while the Goddess of Magic happily opened her arms, feeling that she could now crush her old rival, the Upside-Down Man!
Everyone was immersed in the joy of improving their abilities.

After finishing everything, Wen Ming did not celebrate with everyone, but hurriedly returned to the hotel and directly dragged Mai Shiranui back into the Street Fighter universe.

As soon as he stepped into this place, he immediately felt that every cell in his body was cheering with joy.

Wen Ming used immense willpower to suppress the wildly upturned corners of his mouth, but the overwhelming joy in his heart made him unable to resist hugging Mai Shiranui and pacing back and forth quickly in the hot spring pool of the Shiranui-ryu Martial Arts Hall.

"Disciple, what's wrong with you? Why are you so excited today?"

Mai Shiranui buried her head in Wen Ming's shoulder, feeling like she was about to faint.

How many minutes has it been?

Wen Ming is full of energy today!

"Master, don't you like it?"

Wen Ming didn't explain, but instead had the two of them stand in the best spot to see the sun and greet the sunrise.

In the hot spring pool next door, Street Fighter Dancer let out a soft moan, biting her lip and complaining in a low voice, "What's wrong with you today? So early, are you going crazy?"
"No, don't go so fast! It's only just begun!"

When the sun was high in the sky, Wen Ming's excitement lasted for a full three hours before he and Mai Shiranui lay down in the hot spring pool to enjoy the gentle comfort of the hot spring.

Mai Shiranui could tell that Wen Ming must have accomplished something big, which was why he was so happy, but he couldn't tell her, so he could only express all his joy in this way.

This made Mai Shiranui very gratified and proud, because it proved that Wen Ming could only completely let go of his burdens with her.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, he explained everything.

Mai Shiranui then held Wen Ming tightly in her arms, enjoying the lingering bliss together.

"Thank you, Master!"

Wen Ming found a comfortable position, lay back, and looked up at the sun in the sky, a smile playing on his lips once again.

It's hard not to be excited!

This is Kryptonian blood!
He finally obtained the Kryptonian bloodline he had always dreamed of!
From then on, I could become infinitely stronger just by basking in the sun!
It’s so cool!
Unfortunately, he didn't get it before entering the King of Fighters universe, otherwise, after basking in the sun for 28 years, he could definitely take on Darkseid with his bare hands now.

However, even without Kryptonian blood, his own strength was already considerable; now he was simply stronger!
Moreover, he was not afraid of Kryptonite at all, because Kryptonian bloodline was only one of his many bloodlines.

From now on, all I need to do is sunbathe in every universe for 6 hours, and my physique will continue to get stronger!

Six hours, hmm.

"Master."

"what happened?"

"Do you still have the strength?"

"No, it's almost broken."

Mai Shiranui sensed Wen Ming's still-unsettled excitement. After thinking for a moment, she turned around, blushing, and said, "Come on."

Wen Ming was overjoyed. He stepped forward and leaned close to Mai Shiranui's ear: "Master, you rarely let me use this door."

"Slow down, I'm afraid of pain."

"okay!"

……

In the hot spring next door, Street Fighter Dancer woke up groggily, but as soon as she woke up, her eyes became unfocused again.

"How could you? How could you do that there?"

"That's it! You two get out of my martial arts gym!"

"I'm going to get my revenge on you! Just you wait!"

……

That evening, a delighted Wenming used all his skills to prepare a sumptuous dinner for his two Shiranui Mai masters.

The King of Fighters and Street Fighter dancers wolfed down the food Wen Ming had prepared, drinking bowl after bowl of chicken soup.

While feeding the animals, Wen Ming asked, "Where's Uncle Andy? Why haven't I seen him come to eat? I've been here for so long, and it seems like he's never eaten any of my cooking."

"he?"

Street Fighter Dance pouted, his mood instantly souring.

The King of Fighters dancer put down her chopsticks and grabbed the Street Fighter dancer's hand: "Your experience is exactly the same as mine."

Street Fighter remained silent, his eyes slightly red.

King of Fighters Dance quickly pulled her into his arms: "I know how you feel. Let's sleep together tonight and have a good talk."

Street Fighter Dance nodded, glancing casually at Wen Ming. Unable to resist, she leaned close to King of Fighters Dance's ear and whispered, "You did this because you're completely disappointed in Andy..."

The King of Fighters Mai nodded generously: "We women should please ourselves, not live to please others. This is what my apprentice taught me."

Street Fighter's eyes lit up suddenly, and he muttered those words to himself.

"Women should please themselves, not others..."

……

P.S.: Requesting the guaranteed monthly votes at the beginning of the month, and continuing to draw throughout the month~
Wow, I've reached 200 million words without even realizing it! Hooray!
(End of this chapter)