The World of Bengtieli: They All Have designs on me

She looked at the small, sealed sampling tube she had resealed; it lay quietly on the lab table, emitting a faint glow. Only a negligible amount of the liquid inside had been used.

Yet, it was enough to stir up a massive upheaval in her life, which had been peaceful for over thirty years. "Luoning"

She uttered the name unconsciously. Why?

Why would an eight-year-old boy's bodily fluids have such an amazing effect? ​​This defies common sense and all the scientific theories she has learned.

As one of Belloberg's top scholars, this unknown phenomenon should have been a pure subject of research for her.

She should analyze it, deconstruct it, and find its underlying principles with the most rigorous and objective attitude. "Yes, research it."

Hiluva grasped at this as if it were a lifeline. "This is a topic that is very worthwhile to study."

She spoke to the air, her tone deliberately calm.

"An individual capable of exerting such a strong physiological influence on mature women has extremely high research value in terms of its biological characteristics, pheromone composition, and energy fluctuations."

She began to limp around the studio, her thoughts gradually shifting from the confusion she had just experienced to the familiar field of science.

"Bronia's reaction... and the strange behavior of the maids in the main hall." This is definitely not a coincidence.

"That child must possess some kind of special, undiscovered secret."

Hiluva's eyes gradually sharpened, revealing the inquisitive glint of a scientist.

She needs more samples. No, not just samples.

She needs to observe the research subjects more closely.

We must observe his state in different environments, record his physiological data, and analyze his behavioral patterns. Only in this way can we completely unravel this mystery.

"For the sake of Bellenberg's future, for the sake of scientific progress, I must continue this research." She found a plausible reason for herself.

A reason that is convincing enough to convince yourself and, if necessary, to convince others.

Verbally, she told herself that it was all for science, for revealing the truth. But deep in her heart, a faint but persistent voice whispered.

The voice was full of curiosity, longing, and a secret anticipation of some unknown experience.

She wanted to smell that strange fragrance again. She wanted to taste that exquisite sweetness again.

She wanted to know what kind of "surprise" the boy named Luo Ning could bring her. Xiluwa stopped and looked towards the studio door.

It's time to take the initiative and explore her "new research topic."

She straightened her slightly disheveled technician uniform, trying her best to regain her usual shrewd and capable demeanor.

However, the lingering blush on her cheeks and the complex, enigmatic light deep within her azure eyes indicated that something had quietly changed.

She pulled back the heavy metal roller shutter and opened the studio door.

As outside light streamed in, it dispelled some of the warmth inside. Hiluva stepped outside.

Chapter 162 Hilva Awakens Her Inner World Ability [Gear Control]

The next day, Shiluwa's destination became clear.

Following the information she had gathered, she arrived at a rather secluded large hot spring bathhouse, supposedly reserved for the nobility. Hot air filled the air, accompanied by the gurgling of water and the aroma of sulfur mixed with a unique fragrance.

After passing through several corridors, she finally saw the figure by a quiet, misty private bath.

Luo Ning's small body was half-immersed in the milky-white hot spring, water droplets sliding down his soft hair and dripping into the pool, creating tiny ripples.

Avoid slipping.

He closed his eyes, seemingly enjoying the rare warmth.

Hiluva's heart skipped a beat the moment she saw him. It was him.

She approached slowly, trying to make her footsteps as inconspicuous as possible. "You're Luo Ning?"

Her voice rang out beside the empty bathtub, carrying a hint of something unusual that she herself was unaware of. The boy, hearing her voice, fluttered his long eyelashes and opened his eyes.

Those were incredibly clear eyes, now appearing even more moist due to the steam. "Mmm..."

He uttered a single word with a strange sound, looking at Hilva with a hint of confusion on his face. "Sister, who are you?"

The childish noise, strangely, touched Hiluva's heartstrings.

Hiluva sat by the pool, the sunlight sweeping across his shoulders and neck as they were submerged in the water.

"My name is Shiluwa. I was just passing by when I heard some noise inside, so I came to check it out." She made up a rather lame excuse.

"Are you taking a bath here alone? Aren't you afraid of the danger?"

Luo Ning shook her head, a faint smile appearing on her face. "It's very safe here, and I really enjoy taking baths, they're so comfortable."

His smile was pure and innocent, yet it made Hiluva feel inexplicably parched. "The water temperature... is it alright?"

Hiluva reached out her hand, as if just to test the water temperature, but her fingertips brushed against Luo Ning's arm, which was submerged in the water.

The boy's skin was smooth and delicate, warm to the touch, and incredibly pleasing to the touch. Luo Ning's body stiffened slightly.

He didn't look away, but simply looked at her with his moist eyes, a hint of confusion in them. "It's alright."

His voice was faint, like a feather brushing against Hiluva's heart. Hiluva's fingers lingered on that skin for a moment.

She could feel the boy's slight trembling, and a strange sense of satisfaction welled up within her. [He didn't immediately pull away.]

[As expected...this child possesses an irresistible quality.]

The indescribable, novel experience of the previous night resurfaced in Hiluva's mind. She licked her slightly dry lips.

"Let my sister check if the water is too hot."

As she spoke, Hiluva began to test the water temperature with her hand. Luo Ning's breathing seemed to quicken slightly.

His cheeks were flushed, whether from the heat or something else, it was hard to tell. "Sister..."

He called out softly, with a hint of pleading in his voice.

Hiluva's heart pounded violently at his call, which carried a deep, resonant tone. "This feeling...when did I become so attached to such a young boy?"

The.

The thought struck her as absurd, but her body reacted with unwavering honesty.

That emptiness rose again from deep within her lower abdomen, stronger than ever before. She wanted more.

I want to "study this topic more deeply".

Luo Ning seemed to want to shrink back, but the space at the edge of the bathtub was limited.

His hesitation, his deliberate compliance, was, in Hiluva's eyes, a silent invitation.

An urge to completely conquer her grew wildly within her. [If... if only I could make him completely mine.]

Just as this thought reached its peak, Hiluva felt as if something in her brain snapped with a "crack," followed by a surge of entirely new perceptions.

The world around her—the wispy steam, the ripples on the water, even the dust motes floating in the air—seemed to have been suppressed.

Slow Playback button.

Everything became sluggish.

Only she herself remained unchanged in her thoughts and actions. [Gear control]

An unfamiliar word, accompanied by a strange sense of power, surfaced in her mind. What is this?

Hiluva was somewhat taken aback, but then a surge of ecstasy overwhelmed her.

Time...slowed down? She looked at Luo Ning.

The boy's expression was still one of panic and helplessness from a moment ago.

His mouth was slightly open, and water droplets were about to drip from the ends of his hair at a visible, slow pace.

Hiluva tried to reach out her hand. Her movements were fluid and natural.

Everything around remained as slow as if frozen in time. Could this be...?

She murmured to herself, her voice filled with disbelief.

This sudden ability seemed tailor-made for her current desires. A complex smile appeared on Hiluva's face.

With a mix of curiosity, excitement, and... an irrepressible dark desire, now no one would disturb her.

She can do her "research" however she wants.

Hiluva's fingertips gently touched Lonin's cheek again.

The boy's skin was warm and smooth; she could even feel the tiny blood vessels pulsating beneath it, though the pulsation was unusually slow.

It brushed across his delicate collarbone and flat chest. "Hmm."

There it was

Chapter 163 Silva was almost discovered

Hiluva's heart skipped a beat.

She carefully parted the water. Then, she touched it.

Luo Ning's personal item actually raised its head slightly at this moment.

For an eight-year-old boy, this is already quite astonishing.

But what shocked Hilva even more was that the small sword tip actually emitted a faint, almost imperceptible, shimmering white halo.

The aura emanating from that light was exactly the same as the one emanating from the [Liquid of Abundance] she had encountered before! So that's how it is.

Hiluva's pupils suddenly contracted. No wonder!

No wonder that liquid had such amazing effects!

This child… He himself is one of the sources of [Abundance]! This discovery made Hiluva's body tremble with excitement.

She was almost losing control of herself, wanting to immediately devour the entire [source].

However, just as she was preparing to go further and delve into the mysteries of "that companion sword"— *thump thump*

Suddenly, a clear knocking sound came from the direction of the door.

Then came a tentative call. "Brother Luo Ning? Are you inside?" Xiluwa froze.

The flow of time... has it returned to normal?!

She suddenly opened her eyes, and everything around her—the flow of steam, the ripples of water—instantly returned to normal.

Hey! Someone's here!

Her current posture, and Luo Ning's state...

Hiluva's mind went blank. Almost instinctively, she grabbed Luo Ning, who was still somewhat naive, and together they plunged into the warm pool.

The gurgling sound of water temporarily drowned out everything.

The pool water bubbled and gurgled, masking all underwater movements.

Outside the door, Bronya's voice carried a hint of concern. "Little brother Luo Ning? Are you in there? Are you feeling alright?"

Hiluva held her breath underwater, her heart pounding in her chest.

Luo Ning's small body stood in front of her, the water rippled, and he tried his best to keep his voice calm.

"Yes, Bronya, I'm fine. I just soaked for a while and feel a little hot."

Bronya's voice sounded somewhat muffled through the doorway and the steam.

"Really? The spring water here is good for your health, but you should be careful about the duration of use the first time you use it." "Are you settling in well? Let me know if you need anything."

Luo Ning's voice, with its childlike softness, now carried an unnatural tension. "Everything is fine, thank you for your concern, sister. It's very comfortable here..."

He forced himself to say these perfunctory words, but Hiluva underwater was not feeling well.

The bathtub, shrouded in mist and appearing unfathomably deep, was actually only about head-deep. She had sunk too quickly and, in her panic, had choked on several mouthfuls of water.

The warm spring water rushed into her nasal cavity, spicy and irritating, causing her to cough violently. In the chaos, she waved her hands wildly, trying to grab something to steady herself.

Then, she grabbed something... not very thick, but unusually tough.