Cultivation Quick Transmigration: The Believer Girl is Lacking Money and Morals

These few words, though seemingly light, felt like the heaviest shackles, slamming heavily into Huo Zhanting's heart.

He closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, his eyes were calm. All the struggle and entanglement had vanished, leaving only tranquility.

"...Okay." That single word carried immense weight, as if it had drained all his strength.

His tall figure swayed almost imperceptibly for a moment, then immediately stood firm again.

"Commander!" "Young Master Huo!"

Huo Zhanting raised his hand to stop all the shouts.

He nodded in satisfaction and stepped aside to let the doorway open: "Come in."

Mo Chenchen slammed the door shut behind him, completely cutting off all outside sights and noise.

It was as if the world had shrunk to just the two of them.

The villa was warm and cozy, with a light, clean, and refreshing scent in the air, a stark contrast to the sick, desperate, and filthy environment outside.

Huo Zhanting stood in the center of the living room, his body stiff, and he didn't even dare to casually look around.

He felt like a piece of merchandise delivered to his door, filled with embarrassment and helplessness.

Mo Chenchen wasn't in a hurry to get the medicine.

She walked to the sofa, sat down gracefully, crossed her legs, and looked at Huo Zhanting with great interest, scrutinizing him carefully from head to toe.

"Take off your coat," she commanded, her tone perfectly natural.

Huo Zhanting's body trembled, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his fingers, which were on his clothes buttons, did not move further.

Is Huo Zhanting the kind of person who fusses over things? Of course not, he's always efficient and decisive in everything he does.

He just sometimes finds the process of inspecting goods unpleasant.

Mo Chenchen didn't urge him, but instead crossed her arms and leaned back, saying dangerously, "Since it's a transaction, I should at least inspect the goods, shouldn't I? If you're not up to standard, I can have Baili Mo do it."

Speaking of Baili Mo, Mo Chenchen recalled the amazement she felt when she first saw him in the antique shop, and the wicked sense of humor that welled up uncontrollably in her heart.

Thinking about it that way, it wouldn't be bad if it were that person, fulfilling all the ideas that were in my mind back then, wouldn't that be...?

Huo Zhanting became unsettled upon hearing Mo Chenchen's words. His eyelashes fluttered slightly as he slowly unbuttoned his military jacket.

Huo Zhanting's military uniform was no longer as neat and tidy as it was when he first arrived at the base. The severe lack of water during the extreme heat made it impossible for him to wash it frequently.

The blood-stained jacket was taken off, revealing a similarly dirty and worn military green shirt underneath.

Even through his clothes, you could see his thin yet broad shoulders and narrow waist.

"Continue." Mo's deep voice was full of malice.

Huo Zhanting's fingertips trembled slightly. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and began to unbutton his shirt.

One, two... bronze skin was gradually exposed to the warm air, and the lines of the collarbone were clear and sharp.

When his shirt was completely removed, revealing his muscular upper body, Mo Chenchen looked over without any hesitation.

The extreme cold and exhaustion had made him quite thin, with his ribs faintly visible, but the foundation laid by his long-term military training was still there.

His chest muscles were well-defined, and his abs... while not as muscular as in his prime, were still firm and clearly arranged, with his V-line hidden below his belt, exuding a sense of power.

Mo Chenchen couldn't help but whistle very impolitely, clearly extremely satisfied.

She stood up and walked in front of the man. Although she was shorter than him, her aura was in no way inferior.

She extended her slender, pale fingers, the cool fingertips touching the man's chest.

Then, following the direction of the muscle, slowly, slowly, stroke by stroke.

Huo Zhanting froze, his muscles tensed instantly, and his breathing seemed to stop.

He could clearly feel the woman's fingertips tracing from his chest to his abs and then to his waist.

The scrutiny in his eyes slowly turned into appreciation as his fingers moved.

Never before had he felt such a strong urge to run away.

He tried to brush the woman's hand away, quickly put on his clothes, and then opened the door...

But he can't.

He clenched his teeth, forcing himself to stand straight, ignoring the shivers that the woman's soft hands sent shivers down his spine.

He had never been with a woman before and had no idea what the next step would be.

Mo Chenchen checked her over from head to toe, then withdrew her hand with satisfaction, her tone languid: "Hmm, not bad. Although you've lost some weight, you're still in good shape. Put your clothes on."

After saying that, she stopped paying attention to the man and went straight down to the underground.

They went down to the basement of the villa and took out two large boxes of medicine from their storage space, placing them on the ground.

Inside were various antibiotics she had stored in advance, as well as anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing medications.

They manually carried the box to the first floor before calling Huo Zhanting over to take over.

"The medicine is all here. Distribute it as you see fit. Just wait!"

Then they went into another room and soon brought out a small box containing: soap, toothbrush, toothpaste, shampoo, shower gel, a set of hiking clothes, a box of underwear, a box of socks, and a set of razors.

After they moved out, they saw the man still standing next to the two boxes of medicine, lost in thought.

Huo Zhanting looked at the two boxes of life-saving medicine with an extremely complex expression.

Did these drugs buy back his dignity and freedom?

Hearing footsteps, I turned around and a box was shoved into my arms.

I glanced down and saw that they were toiletries.

Huo Zhanting...

Looking at the thing in his arms, Huo Zhanting suddenly felt that being kept by someone wasn't so bad.

Besides, his eyes looked at Mo Chenchen standing next to him again. Besides, Mo Chenchen was so good-looking, it seemed like he wasn't at a disadvantage.

He's never been with a woman in his life. In this messed-up world, he might die any day now. He can't die as a virgin, can he?

Thinking about it that way, this deal doesn't seem so bad.

Sure enough, if you can't resist it, try to enjoy it; you'll always discover something new.

Mo Chenchen had no idea about the man's journey from feeling humiliated at first to gradually understanding her feelings.

She didn't care whether the other person was willing or not; they had to agree whether they wanted to or not, so it didn't matter.

He casually instructed, "Take the medicine first. Once the infectious disease is under control, come back and fulfill your duty. Remember to wash yourself thoroughly; I don't like dirty things, especially certain areas. Wash yourself properly."

Huo Zhanting had just managed to calm himself down when he heard Mo Chenchen's words, and he almost broke down again.

Finally, he gave a curt reply: "Okay, thank you!"

He then carried two boxes of medicine and the small box that Mo Chenchen had given him as he left Mo Chenchen's villa.

A group of people were still guarding the entrance, and they all looked surprised when Commander Huo came out.

Huo Zhanting's close friends even glanced at the man's genitals, wondering to themselves, "So fast?"

Huo Zhanting almost tripped over his own feet when he saw the group of people staring at each other. These guys were unreliable.

He squeezed out through gritted teeth, "Aren't you coming over to take the stuff?"

"Oh, oh, oh!" Baili Mo was the first to step forward, and the other brothers followed suit.

Huo Zhanting then turned around and looked at the survivors: "Go home and wait. I'll go back and organize the medicine, and it will be distributed to everyone gradually."

The survivors cheered and went home one after another to wait.

Once most of the people had left, Baili Mo handed the small box in front of Huo Zhanting and asked, "What does this mean? Are there clothes and shampoo?"