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But Miranda recovered soon, squinting her eyes, "You want to blaspheme me?" She heard that the other party probably wanted to insert the dirty cock into her cunt!
Chen Luo nodded unabashedly. "Yes, I want to sleep with you, make love to you. We will be the masters of this world, and no one can threaten our existence. There will be no disease, no threats of any kind. Just be happy in life, get out more, and you'll discover new things."
"Have another child, and you'll take good care of our child, so you won't be so paranoid. There are many strange and bizarre things in this world, and I need your help." Chen Luo walked over to face Miranda, put his arm around her waist, and could smell a faint scent, the unique body fragrance of a woman.
"Let go of your hand!" Miranda snorted, picking up the red wine and continuing to drink. "You're not qualified yet. Let's talk about it when you are."
"I'll find a better way. You need to give me a branch of the main fungus, the most authentic branch," Chen Luo said in a serious tone. "The Progenitor virus does have great potential, but Spencer hasn't yet been able to tap into its potential. I'll continue researching and developing it. You help me, I help you. That's what cooperation is."
Miranda hesitated, then continued pouring herself some wine. With a wave of his hand, a root, roughly the size of a branch, sprouted from the ground. "Here you go. Remember, don't lie to me, or I'll make you pay dearly!"
"Well, I think you can stop the experiment. These werewolves aren't any good. They'll only expose your existence. The humans out there are greedy, ignorant, and possess advanced weaponry. With time, we won't be afraid anymore. For now, we have to keep a low profile. I don't want anything to happen to you. Listen to me, I won't lie to you. Spencer has a lot of resources, and we can use them for research and development. I'm also in business, and as long as we have money, we can do more. Don't rush. We have a long lifespan, so we can take our time. This is a long-term goal!" Chen Luo reasoned with Miranda and moved her emotionally, as if he truly cared for her.
As he spoke, Chen Luo took Miranda's mold branch, cupped her face, and kissed her. He kissed her gently, then held her close. "I'll definitely keep my promise, you can rest assured."
Miranda didn't know why she didn't resist being kissed. Or maybe she didn't resist, or maybe it had been so long since anyone had offended her, so she was somewhat yearning for such things. Regardless, she kissed Chen Luo, her teeth pried open by his large tongue, which stretched out to tease her, skillfully seducing her, giving her a strange feeling
she hadn't felt in a long time. Feeling a little aroused, Miranda pushed Chen Luo away. "Watch your words and actions!"
"I'm going to fuck you sooner or later!" Chen Luo kissed Miranda fiercely, then left with a hearty laugh.
Lady Achina remained seated in her chair, and the other three hadn't left either, seemingly chatting about village affairs on a regular basis. Seeing Chen Luo emerge, she narrowed her eyes. "Did you agree?"
"Yes, fine. You guys have a meeting, so I'll go out for a walk." Chen Luo said, cigarette in hand, and left. The village still lay covered in perpetual snow, but the local wheat was easily grown and survived. The soil was fertile, and the melted snow turned into water to irrigate the plants, without affecting the harvest.
The only downside was perhaps the limited variety.
Miranda emerged and continued her meeting with the four lords, ignoring Chen Luo's concerns.
Smoking outside, she could see the werewolves hiding. While their intelligence was low, they knew how to use weapons, which did seem a bit strange.
A carriage slowly approached. Surprisingly, it wasn't pulled by horses; it seemed to move automatically, a truly bizarre and novel experience.
The carriage arrived in front of Chen Luo, and the trunk suddenly opened, revealing a man who was exceptionally fat and unusual. A small staircase appeared in the carriage, and a visibly overweight man, his belly dominating the view, had only two short legs. His smile was like that of a profiteer. "Hello, I'm the Duke. Nice to meet you. It seems you're Lady Achina's lover. It's an honor. I'm wondering if you'd be interested in doing business with me? I only accept ancient gold coins, no other currency."
"Sorry, I don't have any gold coins," Chen Luo shrugged. Even if he wanted to buy something, he wouldn't have any.
"The Dimitrescu family still has plenty of gold coins." The Duke blinked, lighting a cigar and a small book—what looked like a nursery rhyme book from some place.
"Haha, those belong to others, not me. Do you have anything good?" Chen Luo asked, blowing out a smoke ring. He held no ill will towards the Duke, but certainly no good feelings either. This man was incredibly secretive, just like the profiteer in the Spanish castle.
"I have a lot of stuff here. I'll use anything you need. From making special dishes to upgrading your weapons," the Duke simply outlined his services.
"Okay, Mr. Duke, let's talk about it next time. I don't need it yet, but I'll come find you if I need it," Chen Luo shrugged. He didn't want to say much. Now that the mission was accomplished, it was time to return.
The Duke, however, gave Chen Luo a deep look. "You have a strange smell about you. Some things are unpleasant to touch. Well, since you don't need it, I'll be leaving now. My friend said he's got some good stuff, and I need to see if there's anything else that might surprise me. If you want to contact me, I've got it at Madam Achina's." With that, he retreated back into the carriage, folded up the steps, and drove away.
While they chatted, the meeting ended. The sound of high heels clattered, and the 2.9-meter-tall Madam emerged, a pipe in her mouth, a letter in her hand. "This is the Mother Goddess's reply. Let's go, we're going back."