Post-Apocalyptic America: Synthetic 3D Female Protagonist

They help each other, either by lifting their sister's legs higher or by using their mouths to entertain their host and sister, with all sorts of positions emerging one after another.

The women were piled up together, forming a sensual mountain of flesh, and under Su Hui's conquest, they all let out high-pitched moans.

Fair skin, intertwined limbs, and the mingled scent of sweat and bodily fluids filled the entire space.

The revelry didn't gradually subside until the morning of the following day.

The villa was in a mess, with bodies lying haphazardly everywhere.

On the sofa in the living room, at the corner of the stairs, and on the carpet in the bedroom, there were bodies fast asleep everywhere.

Their clothes were torn to shreds, their fair skin was covered with the marks of battle, their limbs were intertwined and piled up, and the air was filled with a strong smell of lovemaking. Dried water stains could be seen everywhere on the ground.

Every woman's face bore the flush and exhaustion of ultimate satisfaction as she slept soundly.

On the huge bed in the master bedroom, Su Hui lay with his hands folded behind his head, looking refreshed.

A graceful figure with long platinum blonde hair was kneeling on his body, moving up and down in a queenly riding posture.

Sweat streamed down Emma's smooth back, and a flame of desire burned in her icy blue eyes. Her body's instincts drove her to relentlessly seek pleasure from the man beneath her.

Her voluptuous body had become exceptionally sensitive from the all-night conquest, and each penetration brought out a suppressed groan from her.

Emma's ample breasts, like two snow-white, fragrant giant balls, swayed violently with the twisting of her waist, the soft, bouncy waves of her breasts rising and falling in layers.

She sat down heavily on her plump buttocks, the waves of her hips surging like the tide, the huge object completely submerged in the hot, tight wetness, the soft flesh scraping against the shaft, the squelching sound of water never ceasing.

"Ah... Master... your big thing... it's so hot... it's inside... it feels so good~"

Emma's aloof demeanor had long since crumbled, her moans becoming high-pitched and frantic, her icy blue eyes glazed over and unfocused. She actively rubbed her waist against her chest, her inner walls sucking like countless tiny mouths, honey gushing out, warmly irrigating their joined parts.

Su Hui gripped her slender waist with his large hand, feeling the elastic ripples of her full buttocks. His fingertips sank into her soft flesh, thrusting upwards, each thrust hitting her cervix and producing a series of loud slapping sounds.

Emma leaned forward, her platinum hair falling loosely and obscuring half her face. She bent down and kissed Su Hui's lips, their tongues entwining and exchanging saliva, the salty and sweet taste spreading in their mouths.

Her telepathic senses detected Su Hui's thoughts, and she immediately adjusted her angle, precisely targeting the tip of his penis with her deepest sensitive spot. She contracted spasmodically, squeezing Su Hui's tailbone until it went numb.

"Mmm... Master... shoot inside... Ahh... fill me up... Ooh... I'm coming... Ahh!"

Emma screamed and accelerated her movements, her plump buttocks slamming down with a ripple of flesh, her large breasts slapping against Su Hui's chest with soft, muffled sounds, her toes curling, and liquid splashing, soaking the sheets.

at last,

After letting out a suppressed, high-pitched groan, Emma trembled all over, completely exhausted, and collapsed weakly onto Su Hui's firm chest. Her full breasts were deformed by the pressure, and only her rapid breathing proved that she was still awake.

Sweat soaked her platinum blonde hair, making her look less assertive and more alluring.

“Master… mmm~”

Her voice was hoarse and had a strong nasal tone.

Su Hui's hands gently stroked her smooth back, kissing her as he savored this moment of tenderness after the battle.

After Emma calmed her breathing and the kiss ended, she fell into a deep, satisfied sleep.

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In the master bedroom, the morning light streamed through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, casting dappled shadows on the carpet.

The air still carried the rich aroma of the afterglow of the celebration, mixed with the subtle scent of wine, intoxicating the senses.

Su Hui rested his head on his arms, leaning against the headboard, feeling refreshed. His gaze fell on the beautiful body lying on his chest.

Emma's signature platinum blonde hair was soaked with sweat, with a few strands clinging to her smooth forehead and cheeks. Her usual queenly and unapproachable majesty was completely shattered, leaving only the languor and charm after extreme pleasure.

Her voluptuous, mature body curves were fully exposed as she lay there defenselessly, her rapid breathing causing her full breasts to rise and fall slightly with her heartbeat, pressed tightly against Su Hui's chest.

Su Hui's palms slowly roamed over her smooth and delicate back, feeling its amazing elasticity and warmth.

for a long time,

Emma's breathing gradually calmed down.

She slightly raised her head, her icy blue eyes now shimmering with tears, burning with an unquenchable flame, gazing intently at the man beneath her.

"Owner……"

Her voice was hoarse, with a heavy nasal tone, and it had a unique kind of sexiness.

Su Hui lowered his head and kissed her sweaty forehead.

Emma squinted contentedly, then, as if remembering her duty, she forced herself to sit up despite her exhaustion.

"No need, that's fine."

Su Hui held her down, making her continue to lie on top of him.

Emma obediently lay back down, adjusting to a more comfortable position, her cheek pressed against Su Hui's firm chest muscles, her voice regaining some of its coolness, and began to report.

"During your absence, the integration plan for the three worlds has progressed smoothly."

"The Naruto world has become our primary base for manpower and biotechnology. With the technical support of Dr. Vegapunk, Mr. Orochimaru's research on gene optimization has made breakthrough progress. The first batch of 5,000 'Speed ​​Force Legion' has completed its initial transformation. They have been implanted with simplified God Tree genes and equipped with energy suppression armor developed based on Seastone technology. Their individual combat capabilities are sufficient to easily deal with conventional dimensional monsters."

"In the world of One Piece, centered around Wano Country, a massive resource gathering and heavy industry production line has been built. Dr. Vegapunk has used the Pacifista technology you brought back, combined with the abilities of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit and the Magnet-Magnet Fruit, to develop a new generation of automated defensive puppets called 'Thunder God Guardians,' which have been fully deployed at key nodes in various worlds."

"Regarding the aftermath of the A Certain Magical Index world, Mr. Aleister has submitted a preliminary plan, proposing to relocate the entire Academy City to an independent space under our control as the fourth core base, specifically for researching the power system of idealism."

Su Hui listened quietly, his finger idly tracing circles behind her back.

His power is like a greedy beast, frantically devouring everything in every conquered world and transforming it into war potential at an alarming rate.

"very good."

Su Hui pinched her plump buttocks; they felt smooth to the touch.

War is about resources, technology, and manpower.

This dimensional war concerns the survival and destruction of the entire universe.

He traveled through world after world, collecting not only women and laws, but also constantly strengthening the civilization foundation of the main world.

Aleister, Vegapunk, and Orochimaru—these beings who stand at the pinnacle of wisdom in their respective worlds—are now all serving him alone. The sparks ignited by the collision of their intellects will become his sharpest weapon in the battle against the vast retinue of the Demon God.

Over the next few days, Su Hui inspected the nascent, vast empire connected by permanent spatial passages.

In the underground base of the Naruto world, he witnessed the "Speed ​​Force Corps" conducting exercises.

Those former ninjas now wear streamlined, black exoskeleton armor with miniaturized thrusters on their backs.

With a command, five thousand men instantly transformed into streaks of motion, traversing the complex simulated battlefield. Their high-frequency katanas easily sliced ​​through thick alloy targets, demonstrating supersonic mobility and terrifying destructive power.

Orochimaru stood beside Su Hui, his golden snake eyes filled with fanaticism:

“Master, this is only the first generation product. Once I have thoroughly analyzed the Hashirama cell sample you bestowed upon me, and combined it with the application of the AIM diffusion field, future soldiers will even be able to create their own 'reality' and distort the laws of physics with their bare hands!”

Su Hui was very satisfied with this. He then went to the "Mechanical Island" in the One Piece world, which had been transformed into Vegapunk's super factory.

Tens of thousands of "Thor's Guardians" are assembled on the assembly line. They look like enlarged versions of pacifists, but the laser emitters on their chests have been replaced with magnetic storm coils that can release high-voltage arcs.

Vegapunk showed him his latest achievement—an experimental space carrier named "Pluto".

It combines ancient weapon design blueprints, sky island levitation technology, and the concept of ninjutsu from the ninja world, enabling it to maneuver within the atmosphere regardless of inertia. Its main cannon, the "Positron City-Breaking Cannon," is powerful enough to vaporize an island in one shot.

After the inspection, Su Hui spent several more days completely releasing his pent-up desires.

He did not show favoritism and traveled to both the Naruto world and the One Piece world through the spatial passage.

In Konoha, he reunited with Tsunade, Mei Terumi, Samui, and other women. On the top of the Hokage Rock, under the moonlight, he once again appreciated the unique charm of these mature female ninjas.

In the world of One Piece, he reunited with Hancock, Robin, Yamato, and other women, and enjoyed a few days of debauched imperial life in the palace on Amazon Lily.

Only after he had completely appeased all his concubines did Su Hui return to the main world.

the next day,

Pandora's underground laboratory.

In the center of the empty laboratory, the portal constructed of pure energy remained stably suspended.

Merlin stood gracefully in front of the door, seemingly having been waiting for a long time.

Today, instead of wearing that elaborate, dreamlike star-studded gown, she changed into a simple white lace-trimmed dress. Her long, silvery-white hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and her bare, snow-white feet made her look like a runaway fairy princess.

"Master, are you finally done with your work?"

When she saw Su Hui, her blood-red eyes lit up, and she ran over with small, quick steps, her tone carrying a hint of lazy complaint.

"The main body has been urging me several times regarding the guild leader."

"Oh? She's in a hurry to see me?"

Su Hui walked up to her and reached out to pinch her delicate, elfin face.

"Um……"

Merlin puffed out his cheeks and said somewhat vaguely, "The captain said that your growth rate has exceeded her expectations, and she wants to personally verify your 'qualification'."

"qualifications?"

"It's...it's the qualification to become a core member of the Phantom Troupe and fight against those 'gods' together."

"You said before that your leader is an extraordinary demigod. How big is the gap between a demigod and a true god?"

Su Hui remained silent for a moment. Instead of answering Merlin's question, he asked, "Tell me about the leader of the Phantom Troupe. I want to know about her specific strength." (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and unrelated to the initial question.)

When the commander was mentioned, Merlin's face showed awe and solemnity.

After carefully assessing Su Hui's strength, Merlin spoke:

"Master, according to my investigation, your current extraordinary rank is 'Immortal,' which, according to conversion, is the mid-stage of Immortal..."

"Let's use a specific level as an analogy. I'm currently level 92."

Before Merlin could finish speaking, Su Hui raised his hand to interrupt her and added.

"Okay, Class of '92."

Upon hearing this, Merlin nodded and continued:

"At your current level, in most derivative worlds, you are already enough to be called a 'false god' and can easily wipe out most civilizations."

"But 'demigod' is a completely different concept."

Merlin's expression turned extremely serious: "The minimum threshold for advancing to demigod is reaching level 100 and successfully comprehending at least one law to its extreme, thus condensing 'divinity'. A being who has condensed divinity can corrupt an entire plane with a single drop of blood, and alter reality with a single thought. The biggest difference between them and immortals lies in the degree of their interference with the 'origin of the world'."

"If the immortals manipulate time and space within the framework of 'rules,' then demigods are qualified to 'modify' the rules."

She took a deep breath, a solemn look appearing in her blood-red eyes.

"Based on my understanding, according to the level conversion, if the level of a demigod is 100-150, then the leader's level is at least 140 or higher, and may even be close to 150. She is a peak demigod, and is only one step away from becoming a true 'god'—igniting the divine fire and condensing her divine spark."

"Over 140 levels..."

Su Hui repeated the number, his eyes showing no sign of frustration, but rather sparkling with excitement.

"And what about the real gods?"

he asked.

"Gods..."

Merlin's voice lowered further, "Ignite the divine fire, condense the divine spark, and you can step into the realm of gods, your level will leap to over 150. Those dimensional demons who are chasing us, their level is at least 180, and may even be close to 200! That is the realm of gods that we cannot understand at all."

The reason our group has been on the run is because the enemy we face is one that can create and destroy countless universes with a wave of its hand. All our struggles, in their eyes, are probably...maybe just a slightly more interesting drama.

A chasm!

This is an unimaginable gap.

Su Hui's level soared from 87 to 92, which seemed amazing, but in the top-level combat power of this universe, he was still just a novice who had just stepped onto the table.

The atmosphere in the laboratory became somewhat tense. Merlin lowered his head, looking dejected, as if he were once again recalling the despair of the Phantom Troupe's repeated failures and escapes.

Su Hui laughed.

He reached out and gently stroked Merlin's soft, silvery-white hair.

"Interesting, isn't it?"

Merlin looked up, puzzled, her blood-red eyes filled with confusion. What she saw wasn't dejection or solemnity, but a pair of black eyes burning with a fierce flame. There was no fear in them, only boundless fighting spirit and…excitement!

"The greater the gap, the more meaningful and challenging it is to defeat them."

Su Hui's smile was full of aggression. "Gods? These dimensional demons destroy universe after universe, their arrogant attitude is disgusting. I wonder what it will feel like when my fist smashes into their faces, and my blade cuts off their heads?"