Post-Apocalyptic America: Synthetic 3D Female Protagonist.

Even just a side profile reveals the sharpness and definition of her features. Her icy blue eyes are fixed intently on the land ahead, exuding a soldier's unwavering resolve.

Her bare arms, with their smooth and toned muscle lines, exuded an explosive power, which, combined with her tall, curvaceous, model-like figure, created a wild yet captivating charm.

It was Saran Johnson.

"Salan!"

The moment Claire saw that figure, she could no longer contain her excitement and blurted out.

Hearing the shout, the blonde woman piloting the mecha paused. She deactivated the mechanical arm, opened the cockpit, and nimbly jumped down from the half-person-high mecha.

She turned around, revealing a pretty face with sharp features and a touch of heroism. Her icy blue eyes were instantly filled with surprise and disbelief when she saw Claire.

"Claire?!"

Just as Claire and Saran Johnson reunited, Su Hui's gaze passed over them and landed on a uniquely shaped windmill building not far away.

Alongside him was Merlin's watchful gaze.

They all discovered that the building was the location of the singularity.

The originally chaotic and disordered dimensional energy in the singularity was guided by Angela in an unknown way and became the energy center supporting the entire farm estate.

"Really you?!"

Saran Johnson's voice was filled with uncontrollable surprise. She strode forward, her icy blue eyes fixed on Claire, as if to confirm that what she was seeing was not an illusion.

Two friends struggling to survive in the apocalypse finally embraced tightly at this moment.

There were no many words, only a tight hug, conveying the excitement and relief of finding each other again.

After a moment, the two slowly separated, and Claire wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"I thought I would never see you again."

Saran's voice was slightly hoarse as she released Claire, her icy blue eyes carefully scrutinizing her friend to make sure she was unharmed.

Claire shook her head, her pale pink hair swaying as she turned to introduce Su Hui to her best friend.

Her gaze toward Su Hui was filled with gratitude, a complex mix of awe, dependence, and a sense of belonging.

"Salan, this is Mr. Su Hui."

"He saved me, and... gave me a new home."

Claire explained solemnly.

Saran Johnson's gaze instantly shifted to Su Hui, a scrutiny honed by professional training, sharp as a hawk, leaving no detail overlooked.

She saw a man who was unfathomable.

He simply stood there calmly, yet he seemed to be the center of the entire world. The invisible pressure emanating from him made even this battle-hardened elite police officer tremble from the depths of her soul.

She immediately understood that the man before her was terrifying, yet also the only reason Claire was able to survive unscathed in this apocalyptic world.

"Thank you, Mr. Su Hui."

Saran suppressed all surprise and emotion, and extended his hand to Su Hui with a posture that was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Thank you for saving Claire."

Su Hui looked Salan over carefully, smiled, nodded, and extended his hand to shake hers.

As an S-class compatible individual, Su Hui had already made up his mind to take Saran as his woman.

Angela walked over at just the right moment, a pure and gentle smile on her face that seemed to soothe any turmoil in one's heart.

"It seems we have every reason to hold a grand welcome banquet tonight."

She looked at Su Hui, her azure eyes filled with a sincere invitation.

“Mr. Su Hui, if you don’t mind, please stay here with your companions tonight, so that we can do our best to be your hosts.”

"it is good."

Faced with Angela's invitation and seeing that Claire and Saran were already chatting, Su Hui did not refuse and nodded in agreement.

Su Hui withdrew his gaze from the windmill building that served as the core of the singularity not far away, a smile playing on his lips as he temporarily suppressed his curiosity.

Not urgent.

Since Angela is intentionally hiding it, let's see what she's really up to.

As night falls, the farm and estate are brightly lit.

In the main building's restaurant, a long table was laden with dishes, and the lavishness of the banquet exceeded everyone's expectations.

A white tablecloth was laid out on the long dining table, and exquisite silver cutlery was set out.

The birds are roasted to a golden and crispy perfection, with tender and juicy white meat underneath. A gentle touch releases scalding hot juices.

The tender and juicy steak, with its enticing pink color revealed when cut open, paired with a rich black pepper sauce, is an ultimate delight with every bite.

The vegetable salad was so brightly colored it didn't look like something from the apocalypse; every leaf was covered with glistening water droplets and exuded the fresh scent of earth and sunshine.

There are also soft, cloud-like breads with a rich wheat aroma, paired with light yellow cream that melts in your mouth.

These foods are clearly products of Angela's extraordinary technology, yet they perfectly replicate the taste and flavor of top-quality ingredients, making everyone's mouths water.

In this post-apocalyptic world, a meal like this would be enough to drive any survivor base crazy.

After dinner,

A huge bonfire was lit in the center of the manor; Angela seemed to have prepared a bonfire dance party especially to welcome Su Hui.

Joyful music flowed from the speakers hidden everywhere, and the survivors, who had been suppressed for so long in the apocalypse, finally let loose.

Hand in hand, they danced around the ever-growing bonfire, their laughter and songs echoing in the night sky.

The firelight illuminated their joyful faces, and the flickering light and shadow outlined their graceful, plump, or agile figures, creating a vibrant and moving picture.

Su Hui sat on a bench a little distance away, holding a glass of red wine, calmly appreciating everything before him.

His gaze swept over the women of various shapes and sizes.

Some of them were youthful and lively, while others were mature and charming. Under the flickering flames, each of their bodies exuded a primal and fiery allure.

Not far away, 2B, dressed in a black gothic miniskirt, and Eve, dressed in a futuristic bodysuit, looked somewhat bewildered.

Eve was clearly infected by the cheerful atmosphere; her amber eyes sparkled with a hint of eager curiosity.

She tugged at 2B, who remained expressionless and sat like a doll beside her.

"2B, shall we... give it a try too?"

2B's black eye mask concealed her gaze, but her slightly tilted head revealed that she was not unmoved.

Soon, a friendly older sister with long chestnut hair ran over with a smile, took Eve and 2B's hands without saying a word, and led them onto the dance floor.

Eve's body was a little stiff, and her amber eyes were full of confusion, but with her superb learning ability, in just a moment, her dance moves went from clumsy to smooth, and even carried a unique power and beauty.

Her high ponytail drew a vibrant arc in the air, and her tight-fitting combat suit showcased her amazing curves to the fullest. Every spin and jump was like a performance of power and beauty.

After dancing a few laps, Eve's face flushed with excitement. She suddenly broke free from her dance partner and ran straight towards Su Hui.

"Master, come with me!"

Her clear voice, filled with an irresistible joy, pulled Su Hui's hand and dragged him into the center of the dance floor.

Eve pressed her body tightly against him, and through the fabric, Su Hui could clearly feel the softness and amazing elasticity of her body, as well as the primal heat that came from life itself.

Her breath was slightly rapid, spraying against Su Hui's ear. Her amber pupils shone brightly in the firelight, reflecting his image without any attempt to conceal it.

Seeing this, 2B silently followed and stood on the other side of Su Hui.

Unlike Eve, she wasn't proactive; she just awkwardly imitated the other people's dance steps, but her body unconsciously moved closer to Su Hui.

Her movements were precise and elegant, like a programmed mechanical doll, yet her innocent and naive nature made her all the more endearing.

Soon, Su Hui was sandwiched between two stunningly beautiful women, one with silver hair and the other with brown hair.

Eve was passionate and fiery, each spin carrying a fragrant breeze as she slammed her voluptuous body into Su Hui's arms.

2B is as aloof as the moon, seemingly distant, but her slender waist always inadvertently touches Su Hui's arm, bringing a cool and delicate touch.

An ambiguous atmosphere quietly permeated the three of them.

Su Hui enjoyed the blessing of having two women on his left and right, his large hands casually stroking their slender waists and shapely buttocks, eliciting a soft gasp of excitement from Eve and a barely perceptible tremor from 2B's body.

The atmosphere at the ball grew increasingly lively.

Once Su Hui found a moment to escape the frenzied dance floor, he found a relatively quiet corner and lit a cigarette.

Before he could calm the agitation stirred within him...

A figure quietly appeared in front of him.

Claire stood in the shadows, a rare blush appearing on her usually aloof and distant pretty face, her pale pink short hair swaying slightly in the night breeze.

Her eyes, which were always as clear and cool as sapphires, were now burning with a blazing flame, fixed firmly on Su Hui.

"Master~"

Her voice was low, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.

Before Su Hui could respond, Claire suddenly stepped forward and grabbed his wrist. Her palm was slightly cool, but it held an irresistible force.

She grabbed his hand, turned and walked away, quickly leaving the area illuminated by the campfire and heading into the shadows of a row of modular buildings.

Su Hui did not resist, but simply let her pull him along with great interest.

He was curious about what this girl, who was always as resolute as an iceberg, wanted to do.

Claire skillfully opened a door, pulled Su Hui inside, and then locked the door behind her.

"Click".

A soft sound shut out the noise from the outside world.

This is a separate bathroom, not very large. The cool moonlight shines through the small window overhead, illuminating Claire's increasingly intense gaze.

She pushed Su Hui against the wall, while she leaned against the door, her chest heaving violently.

"I……"

She seemed to want to say something, but in the end, all her words came out as one action.

Claire lunged forward, tiptoed, and awkwardly but firmly kissed Su Hui with her slightly cool lips.

"...This is to express my gratitude to you."

She whispered almost inaudibly in his ear, pressing her body tightly against his, her arms encircling his neck, her full breasts pressed against his chest without any hesitation, her blue eyes shimmering with undisguised adoration and possessiveness.

Lips and teeth intertwined, tongues sucking.

Su Hui savored the softness of the delicate body in his arms, tasting the flavor of her rosy lips and sweet saliva, making soft, wet sounds.

Feeling Claire's passion, he wrapped one arm around the girl's slender waist, while his right hand naturally caressed her full breasts. He squeezed and kneaded them with his five fingers, flattening and rounding the soft, snow-white flesh with each movement. His thumb and forefinger precisely pinched the erect nipples, causing Claire to whimper and moan during the kiss.

Just as the atmosphere in the bathroom was heating up, with the rustling of clothes and suppressed breathing mingling together, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Thump, thump thump".

"Claire? Are you in there? I saw you coming this way."

It was Saran's voice, clear and tinged with concern.

The sudden sound made Claire freeze instantly.

Her eyes widened suddenly, a hint of panic flashing in her pupils, and she was momentarily at a loss.

Seeing this, Su Hui couldn't help but smile, a smile that was even more exciting and dangerous.

He made Claire turn around so her back was to him, with her hands on the door panel. He then grasped her slender waist with his own hands, brushed his palms over her pert buttocks, and slipped his hand inside her clothes to touch the cleft of her buttocks.

Claire nervously looked back at Su Hui, her beautiful blue eyes filled with tension and pleading. She shook her head at him, hoping Su Hui would let her go.

But since Claire started the fire, how could Su Hui let her off so easily?

Ignoring Claire's pleas, Su Hui bent down and pressed his body against Claire's, his warm breath tickling her ear as he whispered:

"Baby, don't you think this is more exciting? I touched you, you're already all wet!"

Claire's legs tightened as she was stimulated by Su Hui's whispers, trying to stop the hands that were playing tricks on her, but doing so only brought Su Hui a more pleasurable experience.

"Look, it's stretchy!"

Su Hui pulled his hand out and spread his five fingers in front of Claire. A transparent, glistening fluid was sticking between his fingers. Claire lowered her head in embarrassment, biting her lower lip tightly, and her breathing became heavy.