Post-Apocalyptic America: Synthetic 3D Female Protagonist.

Saran, Angela's friend, noticed immediately that something was wrong with her.

"Angela? Are you alright? You look terrible."

Saran asked with concern.

"I am fine."

Angela gritted her teeth and glared fiercely at Su Hui, who was walking over in a refreshed manner not far away.

This monster!

The physique of a legendary-level being is simply inhuman!

This field of mine, which I've worked so hard to cultivate for so long, can't withstand his tireless plowing! It's about to be plowed to pieces!

She cursed inwardly, but outwardly she could only force a straight face and pretend nothing was wrong.

“Saran, you’ve come at the right time. Help me get everyone on the bus. We’re about to head to New York.”

Her voice was slightly hoarse and trembling, but she still tried her best to remain calm.

117. Return, Arrangement, New Changes

Two days later,

The massive convoy, swirling through the blizzard, finally reached the edge of the Torrance safety zone.

The wheels crunched over the thick snow, making a dull creak, as if playing a mournful tune for this desolate, apocalyptic world.

The outside temperature had already dropped below zero, and the howling wind lashed against the sturdy shell of the armored vehicle like the wailing of ghosts and wolves.

Inside the carriage, the warm air contrasted sharply with the frigid outside.

Angela Ziegler sat quietly in the corner, wrapped in a thick blanket, but still couldn't shake off the chill that seeped from the bottom of her heart.

Her once compassionate and gentle blue eyes now seemed somewhat empty, as she stared blankly at the rapidly receding snow outside the window.

She has barely uttered a single word in the past two days.

Whenever Su Hui's gaze swept over her, her body would tremble slightly involuntarily. The scenes that happened in the room that night were etched into her mind like a brand, filling her with shame and indignation, yet leaving her powerless to resist.

The convoy slowly drove into the gate of the safe zone, and the heavy alloy gate slammed shut behind them, completely shutting out the apocalyptic blizzard.

Emma Grace, who had been waiting there, stood out conspicuously amidst a group of fully armed guards, wearing a well-tailored white cashmere coat.

Her platinum blonde hair shimmered under the indoor lights, and her icy blue eyes were calm and sharp, as if they could see through everything.

When Emma saw Su Hui get out of the lead vehicle, a barely perceptible smile appeared on her cold lips as she quickly went to greet him.

"Welcome back, my master."

Her voice was clear and pleasant, carrying both respect and intimacy.

Su Hui nodded and instantly established a mental connection with Emma.

His gaze returned to Angela, who was getting off the bus afterward.

Emma followed his gaze, her sharp eyes lingering on Angela for a moment before settling on her incredibly voluptuous and alluring figure, still tightly wrapped in her combat suit.

Having received prior notice, Emma naturally knew that this was the medical ability user that Su Hui valued. Emma's icy expression melted like winter snow, revealing a smile as she proactively stepped forward.

“Ms. Angela, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Emma Grace, the head of the Torrance Security Zone.”

Emma spoke warmly, extending her hand to shake hands with the other party, "Welcome to the team. I have arranged accommodations and supplies for you and your followers, so please rest assured."

"Now you can rest easy for a bit, you must be tired from the journey."

As they were speaking,

Emma's secretary, who had been following her, stepped forward and gestured, then began to methodically direct her staff to arrange accommodations and follow-up matters for Angela and the nearly one hundred female survivors she had brought.

Su Hui did not wait for instructions at the same place, but went straight to Emma's office in the main building.

Inside the spacious and luxurious office, outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows lies a desolate, apocalyptic scene of howling winds and snow.

The interior, however, was warm and cozy, and spotless.

Su Hui casually sat behind the huge desk that symbolized the pinnacle of power, his slender fingers rhythmically tapping the surface.

The office door opened, and Emma walked in carrying a steaming cup of coffee.

She had changed out of her smart coat and into a white business suit that accentuated her figure, hugging her voluptuous curves. Beneath the skirt were a pair of long, beautiful legs encased in pure white stockings, and she wore silver high heels. Every step she took exuded maturity, sophistication, and ultimate allure.

"Master, have a cup of coffee."

Emma placed the coffee on the table, leaned forward slightly, and the breathtaking curves of her chest were faintly visible through her neckline.

Su Hui didn't touch the coffee. Instead, he reached out and pulled her into his arms, making her straddle his lap.

Emma obediently adjusted her position, pressing her plump, pert peach-shaped buttocks tightly against Su Hui, and naturally wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Everything is arranged?"

The faint scent of her perfume lingered around Su Hui's nose, and one hand had already wandered to her firm breasts, feeling their amazing softness and elasticity.

"Yes, everything is arranged."

Emma's breathing became slightly rapid, her icy blue eyes welled up with moisture, and her voice became somewhat languid.

“That Ms. Angela’s abilities are indeed very special. Her treatment techniques and the scientific data she brought are of great value to us.”

Su Hui's hand slid down her waistline and finally stopped on her thigh, which was covered by white stockings, and gently caressed it.

"Yes, I know. But I'm more interested in other things."

Emma's lips curled into a playful smile as she looked at Su Hui with a spring-like gaze in her eyes.

"That Miss Angela seems to harbor quite a grudge against you. It seems you didn't even use your control abilities this time, yet you managed to get this angel to 'obediently' join us?"

Her tone was slightly teasing, clearly mocking Su Hui's mischievous intentions.

"She's a smart woman; she knows how to choose."

Su Hui said calmly, but his movements became increasingly unrestrained. The smooth touch of his fingertips on the stockings brought a unique kind of stimulation.

Emma felt the burning heat emanating from the man, her body gradually softened, and her breathing became increasingly hot.

A beautiful blush spread across her cheeks, and even her breathing became a little more rapid.

Her gaze shifted downwards, landing on her long, beautiful legs encased in white stockings. Su Hui's other hand was slowly sliding up the curve of her calf, bringing a shivering, itchy sensation wherever it touched.

"Because... I will always be your most loyal servant."

Emma's voice trembled slightly.

She felt the warmth and strength of the man's hand, and experienced the sensation of her full, peach-like buttocks being firmly controlled. In her icy blue eyes, reason was being rapidly overwhelmed by the tide of desire.

Everything in this office symbolizes her past ambition and pride.

At this moment, however, she was willing to give all of this, including herself, to the man behind her.

The business has been concluded.

The rest is the time for the master to reward.

Emma suddenly slid off Su Hui's lap, her movements carrying a deliberate elegance and seduction.

Instead of getting up, she knelt on the carpet, then braced her hands on the smooth desk surface and slowly lowered her upper body.

This movement caused her waist and hip curves, tightly wrapped in the skirt, to bend up at an astonishing angle, forming an arc that could drive any man crazy.

She turned to look at me, her icy blue eyes shimmering with undisguised invitation and submission.

Her red lips parted slightly, but no sound came out.

A silent invitation is far more deadly than any words.

Su Hui admired the stunning scene before him, where the mature woman in the office was completely captivated, and slowly stood up, walking towards the large desk.

.......

After Su Hui returned, things seemed to return to normal.

After receiving Su Hui's instructions, Emma personally stepped forward and gave Angela extremely high treatment and respect. She immediately organized a team to upgrade and renovate the various defense facilities in the safe zone. At the same time, she established a special research group to analyze the dimensional energy technology brought by Angela.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Su Hui found Merlin.

Opening a spatial passage to the world of One Piece is Su Hui's most pressing concern, and he has naturally kept it in mind.

In the villa lobby.

This tiny demigod clone was lazily curled up in a soft sofa, hugging a pile of snacks, like a boneless cat.

Su Hui sat down on the sofa, reached out and hugged Merlin's small, soft body, his hands reaching deep into his arms to knead her tender breasts, feeling them as he asked:

"How's the preparation going? With all this free time, when will the portal to that pirate world open?"

"Ugh~ It itches... Ouch... Don't touch it~"

Merlin sat in Su Hui's lap, squirming and wiggling her little bottom, which aroused Su Hui's desire, though he did respond with a complaining tone.

"Although the world coordinates anchor points are recorded, it is, after all, a complete derivative world. Establishing a stable two-way channel is not that simple!"

"The preparation work is very troublesome, it will take at least a week."

"A week..."

Hearing Merlin's coquettish reply, Su Hui felt that this girl hadn't used her full strength. His hand unconsciously traced and teased the budding nipple of her breast, while his other hand, which was around her waist, reached between the little girl's fair, supple legs.

His fingers, like wandering tongues of fire, ignited the desire in the delicate body in his arms, causing Merlin to unconsciously squeeze her legs together, trying to stop Su Hui's actions.

But her eyes began to moisten as her fingers stroked them.

"Really, I really didn't lie to you~ You wretched master." Merlin breathed slightly, covered Su Hui's arm with her small hand, and looked up at Su Hui with a pleading expression.

But Merlin had no idea that her pitiful appearance not only failed to stop Su Hui, but also aroused his interest even more.

He lowered his head.

Su Hui then forcefully kissed Merlin's moist, pink lips, silencing her soft moans.

Next.

During the waiting period, Su Hui did not sit idle.

He began to consciously "train" the new angel lady.

Each time, Angela arrived with a tragic air of fearlessness, only to leave the next morning, covered in marks and exhausted, filled with shame and indignation.

She was filled with shame and indignation, yet she had no choice but to act submissively under his orders.

Her resistance weakened, and she began to hypocritically enjoy the pleasurable sensations Su Hui brought her.

Su Hui thoroughly enjoyed the process.

Time slips away quietly in this leisurely yet conquering daily routine.

Several days later, Emma found Su Hui again.

"Master, regarding our previous discussion about the plan to directly control the Federal President..."

Emma's expression turned serious. "It's time to prepare for action."

"According to our intelligence, the situation in Washington is becoming increasingly chaotic, with various forces vying for power. This is a good opportunity for us to fish in troubled waters."

At this moment,

Su Hui received a communication from Merlin using magic.

The communication screen clearly showed that it was a message from Bayonetta in Washington.

"Something's changed at the White House!"

“They’ve caused a huge problem, and we need your help now, Su Hui! Perhaps this is your chance to take control of the Federation. —Beyond the Strings”

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Su Hui showed Emma the message constructed of magic.

A deep blue light danced in Emma's icy blue pupils, reflecting Bayonetta's words, which carried a hint of elegance and urgency.

"There has been a change in the White House."

Emma read the message from Bayonetta aloud softly, her delicate eyebrows slightly raised. She stretched out her slender finger and gently touched the end of the message, as if she could touch the anxiety contained in the words.