Is this cheat code from Bika? Just do it!

However, they are also individuals with independent thoughts. If we force them to act in a way that creates rifts between them, it would be unwise.

Link slowly raised his hand and gently placed it on Jin Meiting's flat and smooth abdomen. His fighting spirit flowed like a babbling brook, seeping into her body again through his fingertips, continuing to stimulate her.

However, this time Link had a hidden agenda and used some underhanded tactics.

He manipulated his fighting spirit, precisely stimulating several special acupoints around Jin Meiting's lower abdomen and uterus.

This subtle stimulation prompts the follicles to begin secreting eggs more rapidly and gradually maturing.

During this process, Jin Meiting's bodily functions subtly changed, and she involuntarily secreted more estrogen.

At the same time, a surge of heat rose from her lower abdomen, and desire, like an undercurrent, quietly awakened!

Jin Meiting felt her body gradually getting hotter, as if a fire was burning inside her, making her wriggle uncomfortably on the sofa.

The white underwear was visibly soaked through, its color gradually darkening...

"Well..."

Her cheeks flushed crimson instantly, like a magnificent sunset.

She bit her lower lip tightly, trying to suppress the throbbing in her body and not make a sound.

"It's okay, Kim Mi-jung, just call out if you want to. I won't laugh at you~"

Link whispered seductively in her ear, his voice deep and alluring, like a soft feather plucking at her heartstrings.

The stimulation of the acupoints by the fighting spirit gradually intensified, like waves crashing against Jin Meiting's rational defenses...

at last!

"Ugh... Ah...!"

Jin Meiting let out a soft moan, her lower abdomen suddenly spasming and arching, her private parts gushing out streams of warm nectar like a burst dam.

In just a moment, the underwear and sofa cushion were completely soaked, leaving a large water stain!

Stimulated by Link's superb fighting spirit, Jin Meiting unexpectedly reached the peak of pleasure!

"Is it comfortable, Kim Mi-jung?"

"Lord Link... is... is a big bad guy..."

"Bad guy? How do you know I'm good or bad?"

Lin Ke gently helped Jin Meiting, whose pretty face was as red as the sunset, to sit down beside her. Then he lowered his head slightly and gently bit her face, which was as delicate and beautiful as a ripe red apple.

A wicked smile played on his lips as he reached out and grabbed her soft, boneless hand, slowly guiding it towards his crotch.

"Feel it yourself and see if it's good or bad?"

41. A powerful offensive

Jin Meiting's face instantly turned bright red, as if she were drunk.

For some reason, that jade-like hand involuntarily and gently clenched its fist.

In an instant, her bright eyes widened and her little mouth opened wide in surprise!

So big! So thick! So hard!

Seeing this, Link became even bolder, his left hand quietly wrapping around Jin Meiting's neck and pulling her tightly into his arms.

At the same time, his hand precisely covered her firm, soft left breast, kneading it gently.

"His ha~"

Jin Meiting let out a soft moan involuntarily. Her already extremely sensitive body was instantly jolted as if by an electric shock, and she shuddered uncontrollably, her face turning even redder.

But Link wasn't about to give up!

As a virgin, Jin Meiting exuded an alluring fragrance of youth, and her soft breasts were exquisite, with a tender and elastic feel. Coupled with her beautiful and charming face, she was intoxicating.

hum!

Link's wicked smile deepened, and his hand explored deeper and deeper with even more unbridled abandon.

His left hand slipped directly into Jin Meiting's shirt collar, brazenly reaching into her black bra and making intimate contact with her soft breasts.

His right hand wasn't idle either, slowly stroking down her fair thigh, and then along the base of her thigh, exploring the mysterious forbidden area under her bodycon skirt.

Jin Meiting suddenly squeezed her legs together, her small hands gripping Link's clothes tightly. Her face became even more alluring, her eyes brimming with desire as she gazed at Link with seductive eyes, pouting, "Lord Link...please don't..."

Link's lips curled up, and his fingers gently explored through his underwear.

In that delicate, pink and white area, they precisely found the vital spot and gently pinched it.

As if some mysterious switch had been flipped, Jin Meiting's delicate body trembled slightly, and she subconsciously opened her small mouth, exhaling a fragrant breath and panting repeatedly.

Her delicate body writhed in Link's arms, seemingly resisting yet also welcoming him.

Link pulled her tightly into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her alluring lips, his tongue boldly probing into her mouth, stirring it wildly, savoring her sweetness to the fullest.

Kim Mi-jung trembled all over from this series of attacks, her face flushed red, like a ripe cherry, delicate and tempting.

However, just as Kim Mi-jung was about to reach the peak of her second climax, Link seized the opportunity and suddenly stopped.

"I love you just the way you are, Meiting. You are so beautiful. I really want to do more to cherish and love you. But let's stop here for today. We'll continue next time."

Link gave her a final, gentle kiss on the cheek, then got up and left the room.

Jin Meiting was left alone on the sofa, breathing heavily, a feeling of unfulfilled desire spreading through her heart.

"How awful...of all times to stop...you big bad guy..."

In the room, only Jin Meiting's faint murmur remained, sounding both angry and resentful, lingering for a long time.

As for Link, he did it on purpose, of course!

In fact, as early as when he was massaging her, Link had already keenly sensed that Jin Meiting did not resist him.

If she truly harbors resistance, she will definitely refuse without hesitation when her body experiences unusual reactions.

If that's the case, why be in such a hurry?

Since there's no escaping it anyway, might as well savor it slowly.

Women are like red wine; you have to savor them slowly to appreciate their different flavors.

......

Link then went to the military camp again.

After he successfully materialized 300 heavily armored shield soldiers, he was about to turn around and return to the city lord's mansion when he happened to run into Lina training new recruits in the training ground.

At this moment, Lina's eyebrows were raised in anger as she sternly reprimanded the group of soldiers who had just entered the military camp.

"Don't even think about slacking off under my nose! The more you sweat in training, the less blood you'll bleed on the battlefield!"

Even from a great distance, Lina's scolding could be heard clearly.

But these greenhorns, new to military service, clearly didn't take Lina seriously. Many of them stood there casually, their eyes full of disdain and laxity.

Lina's face was ashen, and she was about to unleash another tirade against these arrogant fools when Link strode over.

"What I expect is to train a truly elite army. I don't expect each of them to be able to take on ten men, but they must be able to obey orders without question and have absolute loyalty to Winterfell. Those who try to fill positions without real ability and are lazy have no right to remain in my camp!"

"Lord Link!"

"It's the Lord!"

A gasp and greetings immediately rang out from the crowd.

Link walked straight to a slightly higher spot, glanced at the crowd, clapped his hands lightly, and said loudly, "Gentlemen, please be quiet for a moment. I'm sure you all know why you're here, and I understand that most of you are here for the twenty copper coins of military pay, right?"

In the crowd, a young soldier shouted at the top of his lungs, "Of course! If it weren't for these twenty copper coins, I would never have come to suffer as a soldier. It's tough and tiring, and I might even lose my life on the battlefield!"

Upon hearing this, Link's expression hardened, and his tone suddenly became serious: "Of course I know that, but today, I must solemnly declare that becoming a soldier of Winterfell is not so easy. If anyone tries to cheat or slack off during training, or disobeys military orders, then please pack your bags and leave as soon as possible. My camp cannot tolerate such cowards!"

42. Training

Seeing that the crowd had quieted down in shock, Link softened his tone and continued, "However, as long as you strictly obey orders, I can forge you into true warriors in a short time. Here, I also promise you that anyone who serves for a full year will have their pay increased to forty copper coins!"

Forty copper coins! That's double the price!

The crowd below the stage immediately erupted in cheers and exclamations. Even the usually composed Lina had an expression of disbelief and astonishment on her face.

According to the city lord, as long as one serves for a full year, one can receive twelve silver coins every month.

For them, this was undoubtedly a huge sum of money, enough to bring about a dramatic change in their lives.

Looking at the excited crowd below the stage, Link knew that strict rules alone were not enough; they also needed to see tangible benefits to ignite their fighting spirit and motivation.

"Moreover, our army will continue to expand. At that time, those who train hard and fight bravely on the battlefield will have the opportunity to be promoted to higher positions and receive more generous military pay."

"But if anyone can't endure this hardship, wants to back out, or wants to be a coward, they can leave now. I will personally train you from now on."

Link's gaze was sharp as he slowly swept across each person's face, his eyes filled with undeniable authority.

Faced with such a great temptation, naturally no one chose to turn away.

Seeing this, Link nodded in satisfaction, then shouted at the top of his lungs, "Good! Everyone! Ten people per row, ten lines in total, any extras stand at the back of the line!"

A group of people pushed and shoved each other, creating chaos, and it took them a good five or six minutes to finally manage to line up.

Link glanced at Lina beside him and instructed, "You stand at the front of the line and participate in the training."

Lina's eyes widened, and she pointed at herself in disbelief, exclaiming in surprise, "I'm going to participate in the training too?"

Link replied decisively, "That's right! You not only have to participate in the training, but also remember the whole process. From now on, you will be the one training new recruits in this way."

"Yes!"

Although Lina was still somewhat surprised, she always obeyed Link's orders without hesitation.

Although the hundred-plus people in front of us had lined up, they still looked chaotic and disorganized from a distance.

However, Link knew that everything should be done step by step and not rushed.

His thoughts drifted back to his military training days during his student years.

Although military training is unlikely to significantly improve the strength of the army in a short period of time, it is very effective in establishing a sense of discipline and fostering team cohesion.

Next, simply follow the instructions in "Friends of Dual-Use Military and Civilian Personnel" to gradually carry out the training.

......

"It's 2:30 in the afternoon. You'll all stand here for a full two hours! Those who stand well will get meat for dinner later; those who stand crookedly and can't keep up will not only miss out on meat, but I'll also punish them by making them stand for another half hour! Do you all understand?"

Link paced back and forth among the ranks, a wooden stick in his hand, his sharp eyes not missing a single subtle movement.

Upon hearing that there was meat to eat, everyone perked up immediately, standing ramrod straight like javelins.

In Winterfell, meat is a rare commodity, and the taste of a piece of meat is better than any delicacy in the world.

In their minds, it was just standing there, nothing difficult.

At this moment, they could almost see a steaming bowl of fragrant meat placed in front of them, just waiting for them to feast on it.

However, reality is far crueler than imagined.

Within ten minutes, some people began to sway, their legs feeling as heavy as if filled with lead, or as if countless ants were crawling on them. Only those who have experienced it firsthand can understand that excruciating, tingling sensation.

Link's wooden stick fell from time to time, precisely striking those whose postures were slightly off, correcting their movements one by one.

Soon, everyone's clothes were soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to their bodies, and a cold wind blew, chilling them to the bone.

Half an hour has passed!

An hour has passed!

Time passed slowly, and more than a dozen people in the group could no longer hold on and fell to the ground with a thud.

Link waved his hand, signaling them to rest aside.

"Time's up! Everyone, stand still!"

Those who were still holding on in the queue felt as if all their strength had been drained away when they heard Link's words. They collapsed to the ground instantly, like puddles of mud, without the strength to move an inch.

Link walked up to the group, his gaze sweeping over the tired yet stubborn faces before him.

"Alright, this is your first time standing at attention. I'm telling you clearly, from now on, whenever you assemble, you must stand like this! Understand? You are soldiers, soldiers of Winterfell! When you stand, you must stand with the dignity and spirit of a soldier! Do you all understand?"