The World of Bengtieli: They All Have designs on me

Hook completely ignored Ling Ke's presence. She kicked off her shoes and climbed onto Luo Ning's bed on all fours.

The bed wasn't big to begin with, and with her on it, it suddenly felt cramped.

"Come on!" She sat down cross-legged and patted the spot next to her with great interest.

“Let’s wrestle! That’s what ignites a man’s fighting spirit!” Before Luo Ning could refuse, Hook had already grabbed his right hand. Her hand wasn’t big, but it was strong and had the warmth of a child’s.

In order to find a suitable posture for exerting force, she moved her body on the bed.

During this process, her body, which was quite mature for her age, had a lot of contact with Luo Ning without any restraint.

Her knees pressed against his thighs, and to get closer, her soft breasts pressed directly against his upper arms. A vibrant scent, a mixture of earth, sweat, and candy, enveloped Luo Ning.

This is different from Natasha's seduction, different from Silva's envelopment, and different from Bronya's discipline.

This was a pure, brutal, and unconscious act of aggression. Luo Ning's body stiffened instantly.

The burning heat, forcibly suppressed by pain and reason, exploded once more deep within his body, as if fueled by new energy. "Hey! Why are you so weak!"

Hook grumbled in dissatisfaction, increasing the pressure on his hands. "Push harder! Show some spirit!"

Her body pressed down even lower, and that soft weight was clearly transmitted through the thin hospital gown, causing Luo Ning's breathing to become completely disordered.

His mind went blank, a jumble of chaotic feelings raging through his body like a pack of out-of-control wild beasts. Shame, panic, helplessness, and that uncontrollable urge he loathed.

Just as he felt he was about to be completely engulfed by this chaos, and his mental defenses were about to crumble.

In his mind, the system's notification sounded in an unprecedented way. [System: Warning! A complex high-intensity pressure source has been detected.]

[System: Stress Type Analysis: Energy Intrusion, Sensory Binding, Mental Discipline, Physical Impact] [System: Stress threshold has exceeded the critical point.]

[System: Survival Protocol Adaptive Evolution Initiated.]

A series of notification sounds, no longer cold alarms, but like commands, flashed through Luo Ning's mind, along with Natasha's hands on his legs.

[System is analyzing "Intrusive Energy Probing Mode...Analysis complete."] [System: Generate passive skill - Energy Absorption.]

[Energy Absorption: It can convert a small amount of passively received external probing energy into system energy and use it to repair bodily damage.] This was followed by Hiluva's burning embrace.

[System is analyzing the beam-type sensory oppression pattern... Analysis complete.] [System: Generate active skill—Sensory Disguise.]

[Somatosensory camouflage: It can actively control physiological indicators such as heart rate, skin conductance, and respiratory rate to simulate the signs of "calm" or "dependence" in order to reduce the duration of external stressors.]

Then there was Bronya's cold, controlling hand.

[System: Analyzing the disciplinary mind-inducing pattern...Analysis complete.] [System: Generating passive skill - Intention Insight.]

[Intent Insight: It can vaguely perceive clearly targeted action intentions, improving response efficiency.] Finally, the image freezes on the little face in front of him, puffed up and struggling with him.

[System is analyzing "Impact-type physical combat mode...Analysis complete."] [System: Generate active skill - Force Dissipation Drive.]

[Force Dissipation: Temporarily enhances flexibility and coordination, dissipating blunt force impacts to the greatest extent possible.] [System: "Adaptive evolution initially complete. Current energy: 7%."]

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. In reality, Hooke was still working hard.

“You’re like a mudfish!” she exclaimed in surprise.

In her mind's eye, Luo Ning's arm suddenly became unusually soft; when she applied her strength, it felt like hitting a ball of cotton, slippery and unyielding.

It's so slippery, I can't exert any force at all.

Luo Ning subconsciously activated the [Body of Force Relief].

His body, in perfect coordination with Hook's force, with an unusually flexible posture, flipped his wrist and leaned backward, easily neutralizing all of Hook's power.

"Hey?"

Hook used too much force and missed, landing squarely on top of Luo Ning. "You're trying to cheat!" she protested, getting up.

Luo Ning lay on the bed, panting heavily, his cheeks still flushed, but the heat that had almost made him lose control subsided miraculously the moment the system's evolution was complete.

Instead, it brings a completely new sense of subtle control over the body.

After fussing around for a while, Hook decided that wrist-gripping was pointless, so she climbed out of bed and announced that her "treatment" was a complete success. "Look, you feel much better! This is all thanks to me!"

She put her hands on her hips triumphantly, took her little follower, and left in a flurry.

In the room, only Luo Ning and Ling Ke remained. And there was the pot of fish soup that had already been cooked.

Ling Ke silently poured the soup into a small bowl, brought it over, and held it to Luo Ning's lips.

A pure, warm aroma of food, mixed with a faint saltiness, wafted towards her. Luo Ning looked at her and opened her mouth.

The warm fish soup slid down my throat and into my stomach. A genuine, unadulterated warmth slowly spread throughout my body, dispelling the last trace of abnormal heat.

He curled up under the wolf skin, feeling the lingering sting on his skin and savoring the warmth of the fish soup. He was no longer the prize he could only passively accept.

Chapter 194 The Silent Conquest, the Women's Truce

The warm fish soup slid down my throat and into my stomach.

That genuine, unadulterated warmth slowly spread to my limbs, dispelling the last trace of abnormal heat in my body.

Luo Ning curled up under the wolf skin, feeling the lingering sting on her skin and savoring the warmth of the fish soup.

He was no longer the prize he could only passively accept. The door opened.

This time, instead of being taken away, I was politely pushed away.

Pella, the intelligence officer of the Silver Fortress, walked in, carrying a stack of documents and wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses that made her look overly serious.

She had expected to see a chaotic scene, or at least a tense standoff. But the room was unusually quiet.

The mixed smells in the air made her frown slightly.

The lingering scents of spicy perfume and engine oil left by Lady Hiluva, the cold metallic and scholarly aromas of Lady Bronya, the earthy and sweaty smell unique to child Hook, and... a strong, fishy odor.

These flavors intertwined, like the lingering smoke of a war.

Meanwhile, at the heart of the war, the boy who should have been torn apart the most was leaning against the headboard, calmly drinking soup.

The youngest daughter of the Landau family, who was said to never get close to anyone, was silently holding a bowl, her movements mechanical, yet possessing a strange patience.

Pera stopped in her tracks.

She saw the strategy game table on the bedside table and the black electric guitar in the corner. These were props for the "therapy".

But the scene before my eyes felt like a subversion.

The boy, Luo Ning, looked up and glanced at Pera.

That glance was calm, without the previous panic or deliberate avoidance.

He glanced at it briefly, then returned his focus to the bowl of soup in front of him. [System: New target detected.]

[System: Activate passive skill - Intent Insight.]

[System: Target-oriented intent: "Observe," "Report," "Assess." No immediate threat.]

Luo Ning's movements remained unchanged. But Pera felt extremely uncomfortable.

She felt as if she had been scanned by some kind of sophisticated instrument, and all her intentions had been seen through.

A sense of absurdity welled up inside me. "That... Mr. Luo Ning."

Pera cleared his throat, trying to maintain his professionalism as an intelligence officer.

"Lady Bronya asked me to check on your health and convey her greetings." "Hmm."

Luo Ning uttered a single syllable from his throat.

This brief response even had a touch of Reiko's style. Pera was momentarily speechless.

In her mind, another voice screamed excitedly.

"Hehe, this little thing is interesting!" the evil personality whispered deep within her consciousness.

"Can you smell it, Pella? He... there are several smells on him. Natasha's medicine, Silva's sweat, Bronya's commands..."

The smell... wow, now it's tainted with that little wildcat's scent again. He's like a territory whose owner has stamped their mark.

Pera's cheeks began to burn uncontrollably.

She pushed up her glasses, trying to block out the sound with the lenses, and also the boy in front of her who was making her feel uneasy.

"But now, look at him." The voice continued.

He suppressed all the flavors. He became the master. Those powerful women, their love, their desires...

They all became his nourishment. It's truly... amazing!

Peco felt a wave of dizziness.

She forced herself to look at Lingke, but the indifferent girl only glanced at her before looking down, as if Pera were just a wisp of air.

There is no room for her to interfere here.

“I… I will convey my report to Lady Bronya truthfully.”

Pera practically fled the Silver Iron Guard command post.

Bronya listened to Pera's report.

Pera's report was objective and detailed, but Bronya could detect a subtle unease in her voice, one that even Pera herself was unaware of. "You said he was calm?"

"Yes, sir. An unprecedented calm."

Pera replied that she dared not voice the insane speculations of the evil personality in her mind. Was Ling by his side?

“Yes. There’s a strange balance between them….” Bronya fell silent.

Her fingers tapped lightly on the table, once, then again. Her plan had failed.

Hiluva's plan also failed.

Even Hooke's chaotic and unpredictable attacks eventually became a catalyst.

They all wanted to mold Luo Ning into their ideal image, or rather, they all wanted to leave the deepest mark on this blank canvas. As a result, the canvas itself developed a consciousness and began to devour their ink.

He is no longer a pawn. He is becoming a player.

For Beloberg, the chessboard was too small and too dangerous.

If he stays here, this out-of-control "care" will only escalate until it completely drives him into an unknown direction, or... drags them themselves into an unpredictable abyss.

“Pera.” “Yes, sir.”

"Under the guise of a technical exchange between the Silver Forbidden Iron Guard and the Star Bend Train, arrange for the train's energy replenishment. Simultaneously, notify the train crew that their passenger... Mr. Luo Ning, 'Your recuperation is complete; you may return.'"

Pera was stunned. "Now?"

"Yes, right now."

Bronya's tone left no room for argument.

She stood up, walked to the window, and looked down at the snow-covered city. This was a way of cutting her losses.

It's also a kind of... temporary retreat.

She needed to reassess the value and risks of this piece. At the interface of the Star Train, a cold wind howled.

Luo Ning changed into his own clothes, carefully folded the wolf pelt, and put it into his backpack. He prepared to leave.

Surprisingly, many people came to see him off.

Hiluva leaned against a pile of crates, arms crossed, without her guitar.

She simply watched from afar, a playful smile playing on her lips, as if she were watching the curtain fall on a wonderful performance. Natasha stood not far away, wearing her white lab coat, her hands in her pockets.

Her gentle smile remained, but her possessiveness, which she was determined to have, had subsided considerably, transforming into a deeper scrutiny. Hook had also been brought along, with two little followers standing beside her.

For once, she didn't yell or scream. Instead, she angrily kicked the broken ice under her feet, occasionally glancing up at Luo Ning, seemingly still angry about the "troublemaker" on her wrist.

Pera stood behind Bronya, constantly adjusting her glasses, her gaze shifting between Lonin and the other women around her, as if collecting data and building a new analytical model.

Lingke stood in the place furthest away from the crowd.

She tossed him a small, sealed metal can. Luo Ning caught it steadily.

It's concentrated caviar, the highest-calorie food found in the Arctic.

She said nothing, simply adjusted her goggles, turned, and left decisively. Finally, it was Bronya's turn.

She stepped forward to represent the authorities in the handover.