Ning Shuyin transmigrated into a sci-fi romance novel and became the heroine's best friend and a tool to help move the plot forward. However, she accidentally modified the wrong code, matching ...
Chapter 5, the first time? That... seems a bit troublesome.
"The cabin is locked, and the reservation period is 6 hours. The countdown has begun." As soon as the mechanical prompt ended, the door lock clicked shut.
Ning Shuyin stood there, stunned, staring at the lonely bed in the center.
The door was locked from the inside...
6 hours...
Without turning his head, Situ Linchen walked straight to the control screen in the room and connected the computer.
His voice was calm and indifferent: "Confirm the date in the system."
"Do...do we want to go on a date like this?"
Ning Shuyin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice was full of tension.
Situ Linchen's fingers moved across the screen, his tone calm and collected: "How do you want to go on a date? This is the most direct and efficient way."
Ning Shuyin stood frozen in place.
“But I…” She was about to say something when the personal terminal on her wrist lit up.
Situ Linchen has confirmed his date with his partner.
A line of blue text appeared in front of Ning Shuyin:
[Dating Status: Pending confirmation from the woman.]
[Date Location: Resonance Chamber]
"What is a resonance chamber?" Ning Shuyin's voice was both confused and frightened.
Subconsciously, she had some wild guesses, but she didn't want to think in that direction.
Situ Linchen finally turned around, frowning as he looked her over: "You've never resonated with anyone before?"
He looked at it as if it were a strange species.
"No," Ning Shuyin replied softly.
His dark pupils contracted slightly, clearly indicating his dissatisfaction.
"First time? Well... that seems a bit troublesome."
trouble?
A sense of unknown fear descended.
Am I going to die here today?
That's too fast!
I've never been in a relationship before...
Will it hurt a lot?
Ning Shuyin's mind wandered, and she unconsciously took a step back. But the locked door was there, and she couldn't open it at all.
Besides, it's the vast outer space outside. Where could she escape to once she leaves the house?
Situ Linchen didn't give her time to think.
He raised his hand, pointed to the bed, and commanded, "Get on."
"Go up?" Ning Shuyin couldn't believe her ears.
She hadn't had time to process it yet.
A slight metallic clanging sound.
Situ Linchen had already unbuckled his uniform belt.
The black leather belt was pulled out and thrown aside.
He began to unbutton his uniform.
The first one, the second one...
The movements were swift and decisive, without any hesitation.
The heavy military uniform was removed, revealing the thin, close-fitting combat clothing underneath.
The battle suit was light gray, made of a special material with a matte finish, as if it blended seamlessly with his muscular physique.
Seeing that she was not moving, Situ Linchen stopped taking off his clothes.
Those eyes stared straight at her, with a hint of impatience.
"What, do you want me to help you?" he said in a deep voice.
"I don't want to take it off!" Ning Shuyin almost shouted.
She clutched her clothes tightly, as if grasping at the last bit of security.
Situ Linchen's gaze swept over her clothes.
"The materials used to make your clothes might catch fire in a little while."
He wasn't talking about clothes, but rather a piece of insignificant firewood.
"If you don't want to take it off, that's fine. You can treat your burns yourself."
He ignored her and, on his own, raised his hand and slid his light gray, form-fitting battle suit down from the collar.
The seemingly intact clothes, as if possessed by a living being, opened with a sound and were thrown at the foot of the bed.
The last layer of restraint has been removed.
Ning Shuyin could hardly look directly at him.
A body brimming with power and wildness.
When he wore his tight-fitting military uniform, only part of his neck could be seen.
But at this moment, his perfectly sculpted body was on full display. Beneath the smooth, taut muscle lines, an explosive power capable of tearing apart stars seemed to pulsate.
Before he even got close, the oppressive aura emanating from that super-strong male made it hard for her to breathe.
Seeing Ning Shuyin's evasive attitude, he simply let out a cold snort.
The next second, the world spun around.
Before she could even see him clearly, Situ Linchen was already in front of her.
My knees and back feel supported.
He effortlessly scooped her up in his arms and threw her heavily onto the cold bed.
"Ugh!" Ning Shuyin's back slammed against the bed.
Before she could struggle, a huge shadow loomed over her.
Situ Linchen leaned closer and pinned her down.
Her arms were braced on either side of her body.
Ning Shuyin was completely confined within this man's domain.
Those unfathomable black eyes seemed to hold the gathering of a storm.
They were so close that their noses touched, so close that she could see her own panicked reflection in his pupils.
"No...don't do this," Ning Shuyin pleaded.
A male superhuman of the Perseus race, classified as SSS-level, possessing immense strength.
If it were to involve intimate acts, her ordinary body simply couldn't handle it.
Only lovers who have both awakened can achieve that delicate balance, transforming turbulent energy into tenderness.
Ning Shuyin was nothing more than a fragile mortal.
Even a single drop of Situ Linchen's genetic fluid could cause her blood vessels to rupture.
This is a cruel law etched into the genes of our race.
"Let me go, please! Don't..." she struggled and pleaded.
She slammed her knee into his lower abdomen and kicked his taut thigh muscles with her ankle.
But every struggle was in vain.
He seemed not to hear at all.
Through the thin fabric covering her body, she could feel the deep vibrations emanating from the depths of his chest.
It was a forced, suppressed gasp from his throat.
"Ning Shuyin, help me."
Situ Linchen's body temperature was burning hot, and his aura enveloped her completely.
His forehead was covered in a fine layer of sweat.
Within moments, the air around him began to distort violently.
"Sizzle... sizzle..."
Eerie noises filled the room.
Visible arcs of energy coursed across Situ Linchen's skin like living things, making his exquisitely beautiful features appear as if they were lava.
The surrounding air became thin.
Shattered weapon phantoms appeared in the air—broken blades, twisted gun barrels, and shattered armor fragments.
This is Situ Linchen's special ability: [Weapon Transformation].
The vast majority of male awakened beings in the Perseid race only possess ordinary superpowers—that is, combat abilities that are "stronger and faster than ordinary people."
Only those at the S-rank or higher can awaken special abilities.
"Weapon Transformation" is a top-tier special ability.
These weapons, which should have been the perfect embodiment of power and slaughter, should have been incredibly sharp.
But at this moment, they appear broken and on the verge of destruction.
Every crack in the weapon seemed to groan in agony. Every fragment spoke of unbearable pain.
The shattered afterimages of weapons swirled around him and her, vibrating wildly and humming deeply.
Extreme fear choked Ning Shuyin's breath.
She could only watch as he pressed down on her inch by inch.
"It hurts! No!" Her voice was already hoarse.
He gripped her wrist and pressed it forcefully above her head—onto the cold metal restraint ring on the headboard.
Ning Shuyin closed her eyes and looked at the ground.
Her body was exhausted from struggling too much.
She was like a captured animal, left only to await the impending shackles.
A soft "click" sound followed by another.
but--
However, I didn't experience the expected feeling of restriction on my wrist.
Ning Shuyin opened her eyes in astonishment.
The man above her held her beneath him like a lion taming its prey.
But the iron rings at the head of the bed were fastened to his two wrists.
He gazed intently at her, a barely contained undercurrent of emotion churning in his eyes.
Hot breath brushed against her lips.
His voice was low and hoarse, a mixture of desire and restraint.
"Ning Shuyin, now, enter me."