Inside that super-realistic preview, two naked women walked up to the version of me sitting on an altar.
"Yes... Master," they said at the same time, their voices soft and obedient.
The first woman, with short, shoulder-length black hair and bangs that framed her sweet face, stepped forward. She paused for a second, her slender hands pretending to shyly cover her pussy.
The other one, with fiery orange hair that flowed all the way down her back, smiled seductively. Both of them were gorgeous, and their curvy, sexy bodies seemed to shimmer in the light of the room.
The short-haired woman then knelt in front of me. Without hesitating, she opened her mouth and started sucking my perfectly hard cock, taking it deep into her throat.
UB! UB! UB! UB!
The vibration from her throat felt amazing, making me moan.
SHHHH! AHHHH!
Meanwhile, the orange-haired woman pressed her big, soft breasts against my chest and started crushing my lips with a wet, sweet kiss.
MMMMHPSSAH!
In the preview, my right hand pressed the back of the short-haired girl's head, pushing my cock in deeper, while my left hand squeezed the orange-haired woman's slim waist, pulling her closer. The blue System screen popped up again over the hot scene.
[Would you like to proceed...?]
Hggg! Ahhhh! Heughh!
Me, the real Luo Chen, was still floating in the cosmic void, staring at the screen showing that lust-filled scene.
The sex between my other self and the two women continued in all kinds of wild positions.
'Leader of a cult, huh...?'
[Do you desire anything else...?]
The voice asked again, ready to give me unlimited choices. But I could only grin.
"No... That's perfect. I'll take it," I answered without a shred of doubt.
'A life like that... compared to freezing to death on the asphalt, the choice is pretty damn obvious.'
The blue light around me shone brightly, and in an instant, the feeling of weight and cold came rushing back into my body.
I came to, still lying on the wet street. Turns out, no time had passed at all. Next to me, my wrecked scooter was still lying pathetically under the flickering streetlights.
The rain had finally stopped, leaving behind a cold night air. With a body that felt weirdly numb and completely pain-free, I got to my feet. I decided to head back to the restaurant where I worked.
I walked into the stuffy, smoke-filled staff room. There, I reported that the restaurant's inventory motorcycle was wrecked. Of course, I left out the part where I got hit by a car, died, and came back to life.
"Are you crazy, Luo Chen!" the restaurant manager yelled, a pot-bellied middle-aged guy who always had an arrogant look on his face.
He stood up, crossing his arms.
"The delivery was cancelled and the bike is totaled. What the hell were you doing, huh?"
"I'm done now," I said, looking at him with a gaze that felt weirdly calm. I walked over and sat on the beat-up sofa in the corner.
'I don't need to do this crappy part-time job anymore.'
"Aha! So you're trying to run away? Fine by me," the manager sneered, completely misreading what I said.
"In that case, pay for the damages to the bike," he continued, holding out his hand, arrogantly demanding money.
I just stared at him and stayed quiet.
'I just need to handle this...'
I focused my mind, and just as I expected, a blue screen appeared in front of my face, invisible to everyone but me.
[Cult Leader Skills].
[Mind Control]
[Description: You can control someone for 10 minutes by speaking in a deep, commanding tone. You cannot control the target's emotions.]
'The skill sounds kinda weird. Is this really gonna work?' I thought, looking at the System screen.
"You don't have the money, do you?" the manager snapped, his patience gone. "I'm calling the cops, then. You think we're just gonna let you walk away after all this?"
'Should I try it? What if it doesn't work? Ah, whatever. I already died once tonight.'
I took a breath. "Um, well..." I tried to change my voice, making it deeper and more authoritative, though it sounded a little shaky at first. "I'M NOT GOING TO PAY YOU DAMAGES. INSTEAD, I WANT SEVERANCE PAY."
I looked him straight in the eye. "THE MORE YOU CAN GIVE ME, THE BETTER. MAYBE AROUND 20,000 YUAN..."
'No harm in trying, right...?'
"What? Severance pay? 20,000 Yuan??" The manager stared at me, his arrogant expression slowly turning to confusion. His eyes went blank for a second.
I watched him nervously. The seconds ticked by tensely, until he finally gave a slow, robotic nod, took out his phone, and started typing something. A moment later, my phone buzzed. A bank transfer notification for 20,000 yuan had just hit my account.
"Did... did it go through?" the manager asked, his voice flat and confused, like he didn't even know what he'd just done.
I shot straight up when I saw the balance in my account. My heart was pounding. I couldn't believe it.
'Oh my God... Do I really have this kind of power? This... this is insane.'
I needed to try it one more time, just to be sure.
"Manager," I called out, keeping my voice deep.
"What?" he asked, still with that blank stare.
"YOU NEED TO BE PUNCHED," I said, slowly getting up and making a fist, holding it right in front of his face. "I'M JUST GOING TO STAND HERE. SO... YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO SLAM YOUR OWN HEAD INTO MY FIST."