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Just as Shen Zhiwei finished putting the documents on the table into a file bag, Xu An'an gently knocked on the door of the inn room.

"Sister Zhiwei, could you help me choose a cosplay outfit?"

Xu An'an stood at the door, holding her phone in both hands. Her usual aggressive attitude towards milk tea had noticeably subsided.

Shen Zhiwei raised her eyes and subconsciously pushed up her silver half-rimmed glasses with her fingertips.

"Okay, come in and talk."

Xu An'an entered the room.

Shen Zhiwei looked at her and asked, "First, tell me the role and purpose."

"I want to cosplay as Iruru, and Wang Ye said I'm perfect for it."

Xu An'an lowered her voice a few decibels as she handed over her phone screen, which displayed several character reference images.

Shen Zhiwei's gaze shifted back and forth between the picture and Xu An'an, finally settling on the pink nightgown that was clearly too tight.

She seemed to want to say something, but ultimately swallowed her words.

"The character itself is exaggerated, so the costumes cannot be judged solely on their appearance; the supporting structure must also be considered."

Xu An'an nodded repeatedly and immediately dragged over a chair to sit down.

Shen Zhiwei turned on her computer and brought up the pages of several professional cosplay costume brands, listing the fabric, pattern, and customization options in turn.

Her movements were very skilled, and she could even accurately point out the advantages and disadvantages of different manufacturers' designs, and explain clearly the shoulder strap stress and waist fixation methods.

Xu An'an was originally looking at the pictures, but after hearing the rest, she gradually changed from sitting to leaning forward.

How do you know so much?

"I've worked with costumes and props when making documentaries."

Shen Zhiwei answered quickly.

"Doing research occasionally doesn't mean I'll wear it myself."

Xu An'an's finger stopped on the screen, and she looked up at Shen Zhiwei.

"I haven't even asked you if you know how to wear it yet."

Shen Zhiwei paused, and her gaze behind her glasses avoided Xu An'an.

"You ask too many questions."

Inside the inn room, Xu An'an's big eyes swept over Shen Zhiwei's half-open, oversized silver-gray suitcase like radar. She immediately got up and precisely pulled out a piece of high-quality black lace fabric from the gap between the layers.

"Zhiwei, how come you have something like this hidden in your meticulous suitcase?" Xu An'an tore off most of the fabric, and the delicate lace trim under the light exuded a seductive charm that was inconsistent with her identity as a cultural and artistic director.

Shen Zhiwei's expression changed.

"These are reference props for work, don't touch them."

She tried to snatch the fabric back, but her usually aloof and restrained face was now flushed with an uncontrollable blush of embarrassment and annoyance.

"I don't believe you! This is clearly 2B's combat suit from NieR!"

Xu An'an immediately shook out the clothes.

She held the clothes up to herself, her big eyes shining with eager anticipation.

"Sister Zhiwei, we're so close, can I try it on? I'll give you a body assessment!" Xu An'an began to plead and beg.

Shen Zhiwei frowned as she looked at the exaggerated magnitude that completely defied the laws of physics. She wanted to refuse, but the words she wanted to say circled around her lips before finally turning into a helpless compromise.

"This size was custom-made to my measurements. You can't fit into it. Forcing it on will only stretch the clothes out of shape," Shen Zhiwei tried to reason with her.

"How will I know if I don't try? I have a great figure, I can definitely pull it off!" Xu An'an ignored all advice and rushed into the room behind the partition screen with the clothes in hand.

A few minutes later.

"No... Sister Zhiwei, it's too tight, I can't breathe..." Xu An'an's voice trembled noticeably.

Shen Zhiwei quickly went around the screen to help adjust it.

This tight-fitting combat suit, originally designed for a D-class physique, was nothing short of a catastrophic "overload" accident on Xu An'an, pushing the limits of physical laws.

The black fabric was stretched to its semi-transparent limit by the two towering mountains, and the zipper, which was pulled halfway up, got completely stuck.

The skirt, stretched too far by the bust, had grown to a dangerous length, revealing the delicate flesh of the thighs slightly overflowing the edge of the "absolute territory," outlining an extreme sensuality.

The two women were so close together because of their tugging at each other that the scene was incredibly intense.

Just at this critical juncture, a series of steady footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

Wang Ye went directly to Shen Zhiwei's bedroom door.

"Knock knock—"

He raised his hand and knocked twice on the wooden door.

"Director Shen, is the narration script for the Shuanglin Temple video finished?" Wang Ye's voice came through the door.

The room fell silent instantly. Shen Zhiwei, who had been helping to pull the zipper, jerked her wrist and almost pushed Xu An'an over.

Before any response could be received from inside, Wang Ye habitually pushed the door.

The door was unlocked; the wooden door creaked open and swung open inwards.

Wang Ye's gaze was instantly fixed on the scene before him for thirty seconds.

At the edge of the screen, Xu An'an's overburdened cosplay outfit was on the verge of completely collapsing. She heard the door open and instinctively crossed her hands to try and block it.

As a result, this instinctive action amplified the overwhelming sense of oppression to an unbelievable level, creating an absurdly strong visual impact.

Shen Zhiwei, standing beside her, was still clutching a lace lace bandage that should have been tied around her thigh. Her usually abstinent and serious face was now flushed red, and her eyes behind her silver half-rimmed glasses were filled with panic.

"Clatter."

A crisp, unusual sound rang out in the quiet room.

A hidden clasp on the chest of the cosplay costume finally succumbed to the terrifying pressure of the G-level weapon and flew off right in front of Wang Ye. It bounced twice on the floor and rolled into a corner.

Instead of panicking and retreating like an innocent young boy, Wang Ye leaned lazily against the door frame with one hand in his pocket.

His gaze swept aggressively upwards from Xu An'an's long, fair legs, admiring her intently, clearly enjoying the sight.

"Director Xu, the 'weight-bearing capacity' of this garment is clearly substandard." Wang Ye raised an eyebrow, his tone laced with undisguised mockery.

Xu An'an bit her red lips in shame and indignation, her hands tightly protecting her snow-white skin that was about to be completely exposed.

"Forcibly expanding in violation of regulations can easily lead to collapse accidents; this is a serious safety hazard," Wang Ye continued, making a clear double entendre about her impressive figure.

Xu An'an let out a soft moan of embarrassment, covered her burning cheeks and turned away, the straps on her back revealing an alluring cleavage.

Wang Ye then turned his gaze to Shen Zhiwei, who was so embarrassed she wished she could disappear into the ground.

"Director Shen, as our team's cultural consultant, you should know that 'over-packaging' is not good for the preservation of cultural relics, right?" Wang Ye said with a light laugh.

Shen Zhiwei's chest heaved violently, and her aloof and restrained exterior shattered completely. She pointed to the door, her voice cracking slightly.

"Wang Ye! Get out of here! Close the door!"

Wang Ye glanced at the two top beauties who were on the verge of breaking down and chuckled softly.

"Alright, I won't disturb you two any longer as you continue your in-depth study of 'anime culture'."

He turned around and placed his hand on the doorknob.

Just before leaving, Wang Ye seemed to suddenly remember something, and with his back to them, he uttered a casual remark.

"By the way, Director Shen, come to my room tonight."

Shen Zhiwei's breath hitched. Just as she was about to retort, Wang Ye's next sentence came through.

"I need to personally measure your size for the ten high-end cosplay outfits I promised to send you, so that you don't end up like Director Xu, with an unexpected equipment failure."

After saying that, Wang Ye strode out the door and closed it behind him.

The moment the wooden door closed, he clearly heard Xu An'an's embarrassed and indignant coquettish voice coming from inside, as well as Shen Zhiwei's angry footsteps on the floor.

……

The next morning, the thin mist over the ancient city had not yet completely dissipated.

Wang Ye got up early by himself, washed up, and left the inn.

He arrived at the parking lot, started the multi-million dollar Amodiro Conqueror L, and drove the steel behemoth straight out of the city, heading towards a deserted, abandoned open space more than ten kilometers away.

Surrounded by overgrown weeds, and after confirming that there were no surveillance cameras or people around, Wang Ye stopped the car, opened the door, and jumped out.

With a thought, the massive Amodiro RV van vanished from its spot and was steadily stored in the system's 1,000-square-meter static storage space.

Immediately afterwards, a glimmer of anticipation flashed in Wang Ye's eyes.

"System, release Apollo Dominion X."

boom--

With a muffled, loud bang, a colossal steel beast appeared out of nowhere on the wasteland.

Looking up, Wang Ye saw that the vehicle was 12.8 meters long, 2.55 meters wide, and 3.98 meters high, with a rated total mass of 32 tons.

The dark gray bulletproof composite box, paired with the Mercedes-Benz Arocs 4863 AK 8x8 reinforced chassis, exudes an even more overwhelming sense of oppression than the Amodiro Conqueror L.

"This is a true mobile fortress."

Wang Ye inspected the vehicle.

The 15.6-liter Mercedes-Benz OM473 inline eight-cylinder diesel engine produces a maximum of 730 horsepower and a peak torque of 4,000 Nm, and is paired with a 12-speed AMT transmission and a two-speed off-road transfer case.

It features full-time eight-wheel drive, nine differential locks, 420mm ground clearance, a 34-degree approach angle, and a 31-degree departure angle. Equipped with a 20-ton hydraulic winch at the front and rear, a central tire inflation/deflation system, and a 1.2-meter wading depth, ordinary rough roads are no problem for it.

Wang Ye entered the car by scanning his face.

The first floor features a U-shaped reception area, a full-size kitchen, a bathroom with separate wet and dry areas, and a separate master bedroom.

After the roof is raised and expanded, the second floor also includes a secondary bedroom, a guest bedroom, and an office and leisure area.

The side extension cabin extends 1.2 meters laterally, and the hydraulic lift roof raises it 2.1 meters, making it perfectly suitable for accommodating five or six people.

The kitchen is fully equipped with Miele kitchen appliances, a wine cabinet, a dishwasher, a washer-dryer combo, a 4K laser TV, and a 7-point-one-channel sound system.

With a 1,500-liter fresh water tank, a 500-liter gray-black water tank, 57.6 kWh batteries, a 4-kilowatt solar panel, an 8-kilowatt diesel generator, plus air-to-water system, underfloor heating, fresh air system, and three independent air conditioners, six people could live in an uninhabited area for a month without any problems.

Bulletproof windows, thermal imaging surround view, night vision system, satellite communication, and drone take-off and landing platform further enhance the sense of security.

Wang Ye became more and more satisfied as he looked at it.

With a thought, he retrieved the items from the storage compartment and living area of ​​Amodiro Conqueror L.

The next second, clothes, food, photography equipment, first-aid kit, and everyone's daily necessities were precisely delivered to the corresponding locations in the new RV.

The entire moving process took less than five minutes.

Wang Ye will sit in the driver's seat of the Zhenjiang Dominion X and start the RV version's autonomous driving travel mode.

Eight special off-road tires slowly turned, and the 32-ton steel fortress smoothly drove towards the ancient city.

Thinking of the expressions on Xu An'an and the others' faces when they saw the new car, Wang Ye's lips curled up.

"This surprise is absolutely amazing!"

……

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