Warhammer: Starting with Industrial Revolution

"You've come, my dear." Leaning against the headboard, the Lord of Pleasure looked down at Luo Ning, who was slowly walking towards him.

Her outfit today was completely different from her usual style; it was no longer so alluring, but rather looked more like a Japanese school uniform.

However, the style of the cut, the black stockings on Seneca's long, slender legs, and the endless glimpses of her figure peeking out from under her white side skirt were worlds apart from what a real student would look like.

Ronin walked over and climbed straight onto Slaanesh's round bed without any hesitation, as if it were his own room, and comfortably lay down next to Slaanesh.

Slaanesh watched Ronin's actions, but simply smiled and nestled into his arms, looking at him provocatively.

"Your outfit today is very clever, it's all about creating a sense of contrast?" Luo Ning couldn't help but ask.

The perfect face in her arms just smiled foolishly, "I don't mind putting in a little more effort for men who interest me."

Luo Ning smiled and had to admit that he was indeed enjoying it.

However, the fact that the Lord of Pleasure, one of the four great evil gods of the subspace, would be so attentive to him made him feel somewhat uneasy.

As if reading Ronin's mind, the Slaanesh in his arms gently traced his chest with his fingertips and said tenderly, "My dear, your mindset has changed. Do you want to relax?"

Looking at the beauty before him, Luo Ning was unexpectedly unable to feel any sexual interest, and simply shook his head.

Slaanesh didn't seem to care. He simply sat up slowly, gently cupped Ronin's face, and examined him closely.

"You stole my power to pursue your own interests in the real universe, even targeting my familiars. Haven't you ever considered that you might have already become my saint?"

Upon hearing Slaanesh's words, Rhonin nodded. "That's why I came to see you today. I've noticed that my charm seems to have increased, but my appearance hasn't changed much. Is this also the power of you, the great Lord of Pleasure?"

“Of course,” Slaanesh nodded slowly, his eyes clearly revealing a hint of appreciation. “My dear, my power is not as simple as changing a person’s appearance. Your attraction to the opposite sex comes from multiple aspects. If you are willing, as long as you nod, not only the opposite sex, but even the same sex will be unable to control their admiration for you.”

Luo Ning laughed, then shook his head helplessly. "Never mind, my sexual orientation is normal."

"Silly girl, haven't you ever thought about what it truly means to be admired by thousands? My power isn't limited to trivial matters like love between men and women."

The way she looked at Luo Ning was incredibly alluring. In that instant, Luo Ning seemed to see his future reflected in her eyes: standing at the top of the world, admired by thousands, becoming the pinnacle of the world, with countless people going crazy for the chance to hear his voice, and countless universes vanishing because of a single thought from Luo Ning.

"What a powerful method! But I'm also curious, why are you always so gentle with me? The demons of chaos are not only skilled at bewitching people, but also at using their immense power to force others into corruption—isn't that a common tactic of yours?"

As Luo Ning spoke, he slowly pulled Slaanesh into his arms, his hands moving as he felt the sweet scent of milk and the exquisitely soft texture of tofu.

To use an old saying from my hometown, it's called: "A fool wouldn't take advantage of a good deal."

The Lady of Pleasure murmured softly, clearly unconcerned about Rhonin's actions, or perhaps she was enjoying it as well.

"It's because I can't, not because I don't want to," she said with a faint smile in response to Luo Ning's puzzled expression. "There was another man before, who was completely different from you, but felt very similar. He even caused another god a lot of suffering in the end."

Ronin was taken aback, but quickly realized what he meant and blurted out, "Imperial Consul, Robert Guilliman."

Slaanesh looked up at Rhonin and nodded in satisfaction. "That's right, Robert Guilliman. The Empire really loves to publicize the events involving these big shots."

Rhonin smiled but didn't say anything. This was almost the biggest event in the Warhammer universe since the 40th millennium, and almost every Warhammer fan knew it very well.

"And you, though you don't possess the flames of that golden demon, your soul is equally unbelievably resilient. In the warp, I even doubted your..."

She paused here, then playfully kissed Luo Ning on the cheek, her eyes full of teasing. "There are some things you don't know, and maybe I shouldn't tell you."

Luo Ning sighed and couldn't help but complain, "You're really annoying by keeping people in suspense like this."

"Likewise, my darling." The great Lord of Pleasure smiled and rolled over in his arms, full of temptation.

But Luo Ning gently pushed her away, "I should go back now. It felt nice to spend the evening here with you."

"Bad man," Slaanesh said, his eyes narrowing suggestively as he gazed at Ronin, "only taking without giving anything in return, using people and then walking away. Don't you feel ashamed of your behavior?"

Luo Ning stood up, bent down, and lightly kissed Slaanesh's pink lips. "I'm sorry, I really don't know how."

"What if I don't let you leave?" Slaanesh stared at Ronin with a slightly mischievous grin.

But to his surprise, the other person simply waved at him lightly, saying, "I think I've found the way."

He seemed to have casually opened a door, but light instantly shone in from outside, engulfing Luo Ning's figure.

"This is impossible!" Slaanesh lost her composure and sat up, but Rhonin had already disappeared from her palace, leaving only the great Lord of Pleasure with a look of astonishment.

Meanwhile, Luo Ning slowly opened his eyes. Sunlight was streaming into the room from the window, making him feel warm and cozy.

It seems the timing was perfect. Although it felt like we had only exchanged a few words in Slaanesh's palace, a whole night had actually passed.

Just as he had seen in China, everything in the subspace was in complete chaos, even time and space were distorted.

He was getting ready to get up when he noticed a gentle knock on the door.

Luo Ning put on his clothes and slowly walked over. Standing outside the door was a guard from the governor's mansion.

"My lord, I apologize for disturbing your rest, but the governor has sent word that he hopes you will come to the governor's mansion as soon as possible."

Luo Ning frowned. "What happened?"

"I don't know either," the guard shook his head. "The governor didn't say, but he seemed very flustered."

His most frequent expression is panic.

Luo Ning couldn't help but complain in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud. Instead, he quickly tidied up and got into the guard's car, heading towards the governor's mansion.