Chapter 115: Chris's Friendship Dilemma
Hotel Room
Fox lay on the king-sized bed, the sheets covering her smooth, naked body.
Lighting a cigarette and taking a deep drag, Fox said in a husky voice, "Damn! You're really persuasive!"
Chris glanced over, confirmed it was indeed Fox herself, and then replied with relief, "If your body wasn't so fragile, I could have gone even harder."
"Ha, maybe next time."
After finishing her cigarette, Fox calmed down and politely declined Chris's subtle request for round two.
Because she realized she truly couldn't handle Chris's intensity; whenever Chris really got going during their session, she felt like a jackhammer was pounding into her.
Jesus Christ, if she hadn't personally felt Chris's flesh and blood body, Fox would have suspected this guy was a Terminator who'd traveled through time.
Hard and heavy, like a block of iron.
"Oh, alright." Chris understood the implication in Fox's words and responded by rubbing his head helplessly.
Ever since he'd killed that Wendigo five times in a row and absorbed all that orange life essence, Chris's weight had been steadily increasing.
By now, his weight had broken the 660-pound mark, and his height had even reached 6'5".
If it weren't for Chris's control over his own body growing simultaneously, Chris felt his height and weight would have increased much more.
Therefore, for the current Chris, not all girls were suitable to be his girlfriend anymore.
He also couldn't just casually hook up with any woman he saw like before.
After all, never mind his crazy weight now—just the force Chris could exert was something no normal woman could withstand.
If Fox wasn't a super assassin who understood some extraordinary physical techniques, she would have been broken during their session long ago.
Whenever Fox moaned in a mix of pleasure and pain, Chris envied Superman's bio-force field.
If he had such a magical force field, he wouldn't have to hold back so much.
Watching Fox get dressed, Chris remained motionless on the bed.
But seeing Fox about to leave, Chris quickly spoke up to stop her, "Hey, even though we just got really close, that doesn't mean you can just walk out of here freely."
Fox crossed her arms and leaned against the cracked doorframe, raising her beautiful eyebrows and looking at Chris with a challenging expression.
"Oh? What if I force my way out?"
As a super assassin, Fox had also studied psychology and body language.
Therefore, she could sense that although the guy in front of her was an extremely dangerous individual, he harbored no ill will toward her and even had a strong attraction to her.
So Fox decided to use some of her feminine wiles to complete the mission indirectly.
However, this was all Fox's wishful thinking; though she was known as "Fox" and her mind was as sharp as her namesake.
But she would never have imagined that Chris had essentially "cheated."
With his mental ability of emotion perception, the moment Fox's intentions shifted, Chris had already detected her subtle schemes.
Therefore, regarding Fox's probing words, Chris lay back on the pillow, his eyes amused, "I won't stop any of your actions, as long as you don't regret it yourself."
Stewie hadn't yet finished Wesley's mental reconditioning; if Fox were to just casually walk out and interrupt Stewie's fun, Chris could only guarantee that she would still be alive.
As for what kind of torture she would suffer? Chris couldn't be sure—he could only pray that Stewie would go easy on her for the sake of their "one-night stand."
However, Fox lived up to her name; from Chris's subtle hints alone, she sensed something was off.
Now Fox was no longer in a hurry to leave; she decided to probe Chris and learn about his background.
After all, she couldn't have slept with him for nothing, could she?
Fox sauntered over to Chris, gently stroked his head, and asked in a soft, seductive whisper, "Speaking of which, I still don't know your name. Don't you think that's a bit unfair?"
Chris's body tensed, and he wrapped his arm around Fox, asking curiously, "What mouthwash do you usually use? You don't have any bad breath at all."
"..." Fox was speechless, then pushed Chris hard, telling him not to mess around.
But Chris was genuinely very curious about her lack of bad breath.
Because Chris himself only completely eliminated body odor after becoming a superhuman and his body reached a state of perfection.
God knows how grossed out he was by the weird smell on his body during the first couple of days after he'd dimension-hopped.
Even now, Chris could still smell the lingering scent of stale sweat in his old room back home.
Seeing that Chris had even stopped his wandering hands, Fox was sure that Chris was serious.
She rolled her eyes in exasperation, then explained, "This is a unique form of body control. After entering an 'accelerated state,' my heartbeat can exceed three hundred beats per minute.
In this state, the blood flow in my body reaches superhuman speed, which then gives me extraordinary strength. The breath issue you're concerned about was eliminated after I mastered this state."
"So that's how it works." Chris's palm moved down, then he observed Fox's face up close.
Under his enhanced vision, he didn't see any overly unsightly flaws, not even a single skin mite or pore blockage.
Through these observations, it could be confirmed that this assassin organization definitely had some serious capabilities.
This training method could actually allow ordinary people to evolve toward superhuman status.
Although they could only possess incomplete superhuman abilities, it was known through Cross and Wesley that these abilities could be inherited.
So, as long as they had controlled breeding, their organization might even be able to cultivate a true superhuman.
However, at that point, what they might have to consider is how to feed that superhuman, right?
But even if their world couldn't solve the problem of sustaining superhumans, Chris was completely unconcerned.
"Do you know this training method? Can you teach me?"
Although Chris's tone was a request, the increased pressure of his hand indicated that he was determined to get it.
"Ugh!" Fox forcefully removed the hand from her ass and rolled her eyes at Chris.
"I need to know your identity and your purpose."
Chris chuckled, placing his hand back on Fox's body, "Of course, I can even give you some extra information. Like intel about Sloan that will completely blow your mind."
Fox's pupils constricted. She had a gut feeling that what Chris was about to say concerned the life philosophy she had upheld for so long.
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