Two Worlds: Snickers Bars for Cow Maids

The puppet girl's expression became intoxicated. She took a deep breath, as if she could smell the blood on the distant battlefield. Her fingers gently stroked her cheek, the movement filled with nostalgia and longing.

“It brings back memories when I think of all that flesh and blood being hung and tortured,” Edwige continued, a cruel glint in the puppet girl’s eyes that contrasted sharply with her innocent appearance.

"I don't want to interrupt your beautiful memories, but I have to solve this problem!" Zhang Luan said with a frown, a hint of displeasure in his tone.

The puppet girl shrugged and made a relaxed gesture. Edwige's voice had a nonchalant tone:

"It's very simple, just kill him!"

"Is it that simple?" Zhang Luan was surprised. He thought he would face a complicated magic ritual or an enemy that required special weapons.

The puppet girl nodded and blinked, putting on an innocent expression that contrasted sharply with the cruelty she had previously displayed. There was a hint of mischief in Edwige's voice:

"Yup!"

Zhang Luan narrowed his eyes, clearly skeptical of this simple answer. "Such a powerful monster, wouldn't it have some kind of life-saving magic? I can easily kill it?"

The puppet girl suddenly gave a silent laugh when she heard this question. Her shoulders trembled slightly, but no sound came out. Adwig's voice rang out in Zhang Luan's mind, with obvious teasing:

"When did I say you could just kill it?"

The puppet girl's expression became serious. She pointed at the battlefield in the distance, then pointed at Zhang Luan and made a throat-cutting gesture.

"The Deathbringer is a powerful being among the demons. It feeds on emotions of fear and anger, and the battlefield is its feast. Do you think it can be cut down with a single sword like those low-level monsters?"

The puppet girl shook her head, and the red light in her eyes became brighter.

"It possesses powerful magical resistance, and ordinary weapons cannot harm it at all. Moreover, it can control those warriors who die under its influence, making them its puppets. Have you seen those soldiers on the battlefield who have fallen but stand up and continue fighting? That is the beginning of its puppet army."

Zhang Luan turned his head to look at the battlefield, and sure enough, he saw some soldiers who should have been dead staggering to their feet and continuing to join the battle, but their movements were obviously unnatural, and their eyes flashed with the same red light as the messenger of death.

"Then how can we kill it?" Zhang Luan asked, his tone becoming more serious.

Edwige stretched out her fingers and gently touched Zhang Luan's chest. The puppet girl's movements were fatally charming, and her fingers seemed to carry a faint magic power, which made Zhang Luan feel numb at the moment of touch.

At the same time, Edwige's voice rang in his mind, low and full of temptation:

"The power of Cachubis in your body is the nemesis of most demons. Because demons are fire-based, they are not afraid of any fire damage. Some are even superb dark fire magicians. Only the power of ice can kill them!"

Zhang Luan frowned as he looked toward the distant battlefield. The Death Messenger, surrounded by black energy, had shrunk to a mere speck, but the chaos he was causing was becoming increasingly apparent. He muttered to himself, "At this distance, my magic won't reach it."

The corners of the puppet girl's mouth rose slightly, and the red light in her eyes danced like flames. She seemed to be extremely excited because of absorbing a large amount of negative energy, and her emotions were so high that they almost overflowed.

Edwige's voice rang out in Zhang Luan's mind again, with a hint of teasing: "Then it depends on the master's strength!"

Before he finished speaking, the puppet girl moved her body close to Zhang Luan, her arms wrapped around his waist, her soft breasts rubbing against his chest intentionally or unintentionally, transmitting warmth through the thin fabric.

She tilted her head slightly, her red pupils locked onto Zhang Luan's gaze, her lips slightly opened, and a sweet breath came out.

The long tip of the tongue slowly stretched out and slid slowly along Zhang Luan's earlobe, wet and dexterous, teasing his senses like a feather, and then gently bit his earlobe and sucked hard.

Zhang Luan's breathing couldn't help but become heavier, and his body reacted instinctively, but he suppressed his inner restlessness and kept his eyes fixed on the battlefield in the distance.

At this time, Edwige's small hands began to wander restlessly, slowly moving down from his lower abdomen, and her fingertips teasingly stroked his sensitive areas through the fabric, then stopped, and gently used her palm, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily, the rhythm was ambiguous and seductive.

"Master, please relax a little..." Her voice echoed in Zhang Luan's mind, with a hint of coquettishness. "The smell of blood on the battlefield and the excitement here are a perfect match, aren't they?"

Zhang Luan felt a warm current rising from his lower abdomen, which was so comfortable that it almost distracted him, but reason told him that now was not the time to sink.

He gritted his teeth and let Edwige cling to him like a kitten, but his eyes never left the Death Messenger in the distance.

Artillery can hit it at this distance, but the damage caused by the shells is physical and fire attacks, which are ineffective against it.

Fighter jets need to get close to attack in order to dive and drop, but if they get close, they will be controlled by mental magic, which obviously won't work.

Just as he was pondering a countermeasure, the puppet girl suddenly knelt before him, her movements gentle but with an air of imperviousness. Her slender fingers expertly unbuttoned Zhang Luan's pants, and when she saw his majestic figure, a glint of greed flashed in her eyes.

She licked her lips as if she was facing a feast, then leaned over, opened her warm little mouth and took him in, her tongue entwining and swirling around deftly, bringing waves of intense pleasure.

At the same time, her small hand reached into Zhang Luan's clothes, moved up along his chest, and gently touched his sensitive spots with her fingertips, sometimes kneading, sometimes scratching with her nails, teasing Zhang Luan's body to tremble slightly.

Chapter 353 Zhang Luan’s Response

Zhang Luan finally couldn't help it, reached out and grabbed Edwige's hair, ran his fingers through her soft hair, and his waist moved involuntarily, gradually keeping pace with her rhythm.

"Isn't it exciting to do something like this in front of the battlefield, Master?" Edwige's voice sounded in his mind, with a strong sense of teasing, like the whisper of a devil.

While enjoying this sinful pleasure, Zhang Luan stared at the battle in the distance.

Despite the strong willpower of the Elf Legion Commander and the Lizardman Duchess, they were still influenced by the Death Messenger and fell into madness.

If he rushed over and cast magic rashly, he would probably be controlled by their minds before he even got close, and become a bloodthirsty and angry puppet like them.

Just as Zhang Luan was thinking, the movement under him suddenly accelerated, and Edwige's sucking became more intense. Her wet and hot little mouth tightly wrapped around Zhang Luan, and the tip of her tongue flexibly circled around the top, making an ambiguous "tsk tsk" sound.

The little hands were not idle either, gently holding the root, sometimes stroking it up and down, and sometimes increasing the force in rhythm with the mouth.

Zhang Luan only felt a wave of heat rushing from his lower body straight to his forehead, like waves coming one after another. The strong stimulation made it almost impossible for him to think. His body involuntarily tensed up and his breathing became heavy.

Before long, he could no longer control himself. With a low growl, he thrust his waist forward, and a stream of hot liquid spurted out, directly spraying on the puppet girl's face.

Her fair and delicate face was instantly stained, and the thick liquid slowly slid down her cheeks, some hanging on her long eyelashes, and some dripping at the corners of her mouth.

Ed

Chapter 349

But Vicky didn't stop. She raised her head, her red pupils flashing with satisfaction. Her small hands continued to gently stroke Zhang Luan, squeezing out the last few drops of residue. Then she leaned over again and carefully cleaned it with the tip of her warm tongue. Her movements were gentle and focused, as if she was tasting some delicious delicacy.

After cleaning, she scraped the liquid off her face with her fingers, put it into her mouth, and licked her fingertips. She had an extremely charming smile on her face, and her eyes were captivating, as if she was silently teasing.

Zhang Luan looked down at her beautiful face that was sprayed all over. The originally pure and flawless face was now covered with traces of silver. There was sticky liquid on her forehead, nose bridge, cheeks, and even the corners of her mouth. Her wet hair stuck to the sides of her face, making her look both embarrassed and seductive.

A complex emotion surged in my heart, including the pleasure of conquest and some inexplicable impulse.

At this moment, he looked at Edwige's tainted face and suddenly had an idea - living things could not get close to the messenger of death, but inanimate things could!

With a thought, Zhang Luan suddenly woke up. With a flash of consciousness, he was instantly pulled away from the battlefield and back to the real world.

Still standing on the empty street, which was originally filled with weapons and equipment, now all of them have been stored in the warehouse by Zhang Luan.

He sorted out his thoughts a little.

For these two worlds, there is no time difference between his leaving and entering.

It is like living your life again in two different worlds at the same time.

In the real world, in the eyes of others, I have never left at all, but the memory is already a long time ago.

He was previously a local warlord named Chaka, who appeared tough but was actually timid and was controlled by Zhang Luan.

Now he has come to the home of Burmese General Lekha, threatening him with his good-for-nothing son Wentun, who has just harvested a large quantity of military supplies.

Drone! I need a drone!

Zhang Luan was secretly calculating in his mind.

He walked quickly into the building and saw Leica, who was angry but dared not speak, and Chaka sitting beside her, and he couldn't help but smile.

"General Chaka, please keep an eye on Wentun. Mr. Leka and I have something to do!"

Zhang Luan said with a smile.

"okay, I get it!"

Chaka nodded. There was no doubt that the two big guys were facing off, Zhang Luan and Leica. Now that Zhang Luan had won, there was no doubt that he needed to continue to stand on Zhang Luan's side.

Zhang Luan turned around and looked at Leica, his smile growing wider.

He walked over, put his arm around Laika's shoulders affectionately, and patted her like an old friend: "Okay, General Laika, come with me, there are some things I need you to do!"

Leica's body obviously stiffened for a moment. He raised his head, his eyes full of vigilance: "I have helped you with everything I should help with. What else do you want from me?" There was a hint of unwillingness in his voice, and he was obviously uneasy about Zhang Luan's relentless pressure.

Zhang Luan stopped, turned around, stared at Leica, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "It's simple, I want you to be president!" He said it lightly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"What? Let...let me be president?" Leica's eyes widened, and he looked at Zhang Luan in disbelief.

However, something that even a force like White Shadow did not dare to promise easily, but in Zhang Luan's mouth, it seemed like a foregone conclusion.

"That's right, you become president." Zhang Luan nodded, a sly smile on his face. "I'm not interested in governing the country. I just need you to import some weapons and equipment I need in the name of the country. As for the money... I can pay for it. You won't work in vain!"

Leica was stunned, his brows furrowed, as if he was still digesting this sudden proposal.

After a while, he came back to his senses, his voice filled with confusion: "So... your purpose in letting me become president is just to import weapons and equipment?"

"That's right!" Zhang Luan smiled even more brightly, with confidence in his tone.

He knew very well that it was much more profitable to participate in the arms expo and purchase military supplies in the name of a country than to go to great lengths to find arms dealers himself.

Those dealers either offered ridiculously high prices or could only provide a small amount of outdated equipment that could not meet his needs at all.

What's more, Zhang Luan will have to arm an army of thousands or even tens of thousands of people in the future, and maybe even more!

The war profiteers simply cannot afford such a large-scale demand for arms.

Take the Kangaroo Country as an example. With such a large territory, it only has an army of only 8.

If Zhang Luan's plan was not carried out by a single country, it would easily attract the attention of major powers and even cause unnecessary trouble.

He doesn't want to cause trouble and just wants to be a quiet behind-the-scenes operator.

Having someone like Leica, who has obvious weaknesses, as president is obviously the most suitable choice - he is both capable of getting things done and easy to control.

Thinking of this, a gleam of light flashed in Zhang Luan's eyes, and the smile on the corners of his mouth deepened.

"No matter what you really think, you have to know that becoming the president of a country requires election, and the people will not vote for a general!"

Leica shrugged, a hint of disdain in her eyes, as if she was amused by Zhang Luan's lack of political common sense.

"You are talking about the conventional method!" Zhang Luan smiled, with a cunning light flashing in his eyes.

"What is the unconventional method?" Leica was stunned and leaned forward slightly, obviously interested in what Zhang Luan was about to say.

"Go directly to the Presidential Palace and ask him to sign his abdication and recommend you as the president of trust. Talk to each congressman one by one and ask them to agree to elect you!" Zhang Luan said casually. He didn't mean to be joking at all, which made his words sound even more ridiculous.

"Ha, ha ha ha!" Leica couldn't help laughing as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

After the laughter gradually subsided, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and his expression became serious again.

"Will the president be so kind as to abdicate? Even if you really catch him with some evidence and he abdicates, there are more than a hundred congressmen. Can you convince them one by one?!" Leica shook his head and said helplessly.

There was a tone of pity for Zhang Luan's naive ideas, as if he was explaining the complexity of politics to a child who was ignorant of the world.

"Of course, persuasion requires skill!"

As Zhang Luan spoke, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He slowly raised his left hand, palm facing up, and a faint light flickered in his hand.

As the light condensed, an ice cone that sparkled in the sunlight appeared out of thin air in his palm, emitting a cold and dangerous aura.

The surface of the ice cone is as smooth as a mirror, and the tip is so sharp that it seems to be able to pierce through any obstacle.

The meaning is very clear, whoever disobeys will be killed directly, simple and efficient!

Chapter 354: Coup? It's that simple

"Force? Do you think the other three generals will agree? Unless you can deal with them all! And even so, how can a government seized by force last long? The country will fall into division and war!" Leica said with great sorrow, with a hint of worry in his voice.

"Division and war?" Zhang Luan almost laughed out loud when he heard this.

He found Laika's "patriotism" amusing.

The ice cone slowly dissipated in his hand, turning into a wisp of cold air and blending into the air.

"Isn't Myanmar already divided and war-torn enough? The four generals are at loggerheads, the government and military are at odds, local warlords and government forces are fighting each other... You don't think Myanmar is a peaceful and prosperous place right now, do you?"

Zhang Luan's words left Leica speechless.

The general's face changed several times, from anger to embarrassment, and finally settled on a complicated expression.

He opened his mouth to retort, but found that he couldn't come up with any strong arguments.

Because Zhang Luan said

Chapter 350

Facts, naked facts.

The chaotic situation in Myanmar has lasted for many years, and Lekha, one of the four generals, is a participant and beneficiary of this chaos.

Leica's face instantly turned red, and then turned blue!

Zhang Luan's merciless words slapped him hard on the face, burning and painful!

He wanted to refute, but what Zhang Luan said about the damn current situation was the truth!