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

Su Nanqi adjusted his glasses, his gaze behind the lenses flickering for a long time before he slowly nodded: "I...accept."

Baili Mo and Xiao Yan exchanged a glance, both seeing a deep sense of powerlessness and a hint of resignation in each other's eyes.

When faced with survival, dignity seems to become incredibly fragile.

The two finally managed to utter two words with difficulty: "...Okay."

And so, four men gradually appeared in Mo Chenchen's villa.

After learning about the theft, Huo Zhanting locked himself in his room for half a day.

He felt an inexplicable sense of frustration, but when he thought that he was just a bed partner chosen by Mo Chenchen, he didn't seem to have any right to criticize her.

Mo Chenchen finally did what she had thought of when she first met Baili Mo.

Red petals covered the bed. The man was wearing a red silk shirt and black trousers, and his eyes were covered by a black ribbon.

The woman peeled back the man's layers like unwrapping a birthday present, ignoring his suppressed breathing.

Her fingers traced the man's bare chest and abdominal muscles, and then conjured a glass of red wine out of thin air.

It was poured slowly from top to bottom onto the man, the dark red liquid creating a strong visual contrast with his pale skin.

The man lying on the bed was trembling all over, his hands gripping the sheets tightly. He wanted to turn over and take control, but he dared not move rashly.

Mo Chenchen laughed, grabbed the man's hands and raised them above his head, then leaned down and kissed his lips.

The man paused for a moment, then tilted his head back to meet him...

It's fair to say that Mo Chenchen thoroughly enjoyed the meal. When she brought the man a small umbrella, his impatient expression amused her.

Different fruits have different flavors, so if you can, you should try them all.

Eat the good ones multiple times, and skip the bad ones. I have three thousand beauties in my harem.

No, there are five beauties in the harem. I can favor whichever one I want.

If you serve them well, you get more supplies; if you don't, you get less. Who understands that?

Mo Chenchen arranged a room for everyone in the villa.

With nearly half a year of polar day, comes polar night.

The world was plunged into a long period of darkness, and the temperature plummeted again. Although it was not as terrifying as the extreme cold period, it was still bone-chillingly cold.

Darkness amplifies the fear and despair in people's hearts.

The villa was dark and quiet, but a small light was on. Several people were huddled in the room with a kang (heated brick bed) on the first floor of Mo Chenchen's house.

They burned the firewood and coal that Mo Chenchen had asked them to store in advance, set up a projector, and watched a movie with a few men.

Thanks to Mo Chenchen's prior instructions, firewood and coal for heating were prepared in advance in the villa, so this year we finally don't have to live a communal life in the cave.

They don't want to go through that experience again last year.

Five men, each with a distinct style but equally outstanding, sat around her, serving her tea and water, massaging her shoulders and legs—it was a delightful experience.

Outside lies despair, darkness, and cold; inside, however, lies a luxurious and warm haven.

Even Mo Chenchen herself found it absurd, yet fulfilling. Look, she had finally lived like a human being in this lifetime.

With several men following her, she naturally wouldn't mistreat them, providing each of them with some rice, flour, and cooking oil every month, enough to keep them from starving but not full either.

Acid rain is the last major natural disaster, with torrential downpours of highly corrosive rainwater.

Metals will rust upon contact, plants will wither, and exposed skin will be burned.

Everyone could only hide in houses or among the ruins, trembling and trying to avoid danger.

The rain lasted for a whole month, and almost all the plants outside died, turning the whole world into a grayish color.

Mo Chenchen has only lived in the apocalypse for fifteen years, and now it is the eighteenth year of the apocalypse, so she has no idea what the future holds.

Of the survivors, only one in ten survived. After the acid rain stopped, it took the world five years to slowly recover.

It took people five years to accept that the end times were truly over.

Although there haven't been any extreme weather events since the acid rain, the food shortage is extremely severe. It's terrifying that the whole world has to rely on animals and stored food to survive.

It took 23 years for the people to truly come back to life, and the whole world regressed to the agricultural era of the 60s.

Even so, it was enough for everyone to cheer and rejoice; the apocalypse was finally over.

The five men around Mo Chenchen also went from initially submitting and compromising, to later getting used to it, becoming dependent on it, and even...

They developed complex emotions that even they themselves could not clearly define.

They witnessed how Mo Chenchen remained calm and composed amidst one natural disaster after another. They knew that Mo Chenchen's secret was astonishing, but no one dared to ask her.

They and their families benefited from Mo Chenchen's kindness and took advantage of her. Although they didn't live a very good life, at least they didn't starve to death.

The five of them took even better care of Mo Chenchen; it was ingrained in their very being.

They were used to her assertiveness, her laziness, her occasional capriciousness, and also to the subtle yet "harmonious" coexistence between them.

They would go to great lengths for a single word from her, and secretly rejoice at a satisfied glance from her.

There were times when I looked at her sleeping profile late at night and felt an indescribable possessiveness welling up inside me.

Even though they knew she didn't have much affection for them at all.

This abnormal yet stable relationship actually lasted for twenty-three years in the apocalypse.

The continuous spring rain that had lasted for months finally washed away the pollution in the air.

When the sun shines warmly on the earth once again.

When healthy green shoots begin to sprout in large areas on barren land.

All the survivors realized: the end times were truly over.

A new order began to slowly rebuild, official institutions re-emerged, and society gradually began to get back on track.

Mo Chenchen's villa has also become dilapidated and crumbling. After all, it is not easy to have survived until now in the apocalypse. What else can be done?

Mo Chenchen also knew that it was time to make a decision.

That evening, Mo Chenchen called all five men into the living room, intending to hold a family meeting.

Mo Chenchen is 44 years old this year, but because she never lacks food and is irrigated by water from the space well, she looks like she is in her early thirties.

霍展霆今年也49了、百里陌49、萧衍也一样49、苏南启48、韩跃最小今年45。

They've all entered middle age, but fortunately, they're all good-looking and know that Mo Chenchen likes people with good figures, so they've all managed their figures well.

In addition, Mo Chenchen has never lacked food for anyone, and even though she is middle-aged, she is still quite charming.

When there are small spare rib fans everywhere, one would definitely be a superior person.

Mo Chenchen remained as languid as ever, leaning back on the sofa, her gaze calmly sweeping over them.

Twenty-three years have left their mark on their faces, making them more mature and composed.

But the look in his eyes was deeper than when he was young.

"The apocalypse is over," Mo Chenchen said calmly.

"You... are free. You can leave and start your new lives."

The living room was completely silent.

None of the five men moved.

Huo Zhanting spoke first, his voice low: "I'll stay with you." He was used to staying by her side.

Baili Mo smiled and leaned lazily against the sofa armrest: "I'm used to it here. Outside... it's not very interesting."

I'm used to you. What's the point of being outside without you?

Xiao Yan succinctly replied, "I'm not leaving."

Su Nanqi pushed up his glasses: "I think it's fine as it is, and I don't want to change it."

Han Yue then leaned over and started massaging Mo Chenchen's shoulders: "You can't just discard me after I've served my purpose! I'm sticking with you for life!"

Mo Chenchen looked at them and raised an eyebrow.

She hadn't expected this outcome.

She had thought that once she was free, these once proud and arrogant men would be eager to leave.

After all, she knew perfectly well how and why these people had followed her in the first place.

She remained silent for a moment, watching the lights of the new world gradually illuminate outside the window, and then looked at the five men beside her who had long been an integral part of her life.

Twenty-three years of companionship, even if it started with transactions and desires, has already left traces that cannot be easily severed.

That's it.

She exhaled softly:

"Whatever you want."

"Let's just live our lives like this."

Upon hearing this, the five men all felt a sense of relief, fearing that this cold-hearted woman had already grown tired of them.