Luo Xiu was having an indescribable dream. A beautiful woman had just torn off his clothes and kissed him in a dominating way, silencing any words he tried to speak. Then, she began riding him frantically.
The sensation was extremely realistic. At first, he felt pleasure, but as time went on, her violence caused his body to crack. Every time she moved, his bones creaked.
'Why am I being humiliated in my own dream?'
He was furious. He wanted to teach that woman a lesson. But his dream-body wouldn't obey him—or maybe it couldn't, due to the overwhelming force she exerted.
'Damn it! Why do I have to dream of that green-clad woman in human form? And why is her strength greater than the dream owner's? This is so unfair.'
Luo Xiu grumbled internally, annoyed by the entire situation. But he couldn't do anything. All he could feel was his body being torn apart, with the only part still alive being his "little brother."
It seemed stronger than his normal body—much stronger, enduring violent thrusts without pause and still standing firm.
Luo Xiu had to look at that part with a new perspective — and at the same time, pride.
What man wouldn't want the most resistant part of his body to be down there?
'So strong! But if this keeps going, soon it'll be the only thing left standing, while the rest of my body vanishes?'
"What a horror scene." Luo Xiu shuddered. His heart raced and his nerves were on edge.
A deep fear took over him.
"Wake up!"
By this point, he was no longer enjoying the dream. He just wanted to wake up as fast as possible, but that seemed impossible. His mind felt trapped.
'Obey me, you damn brain, and wake up!' he shouted at his brain waves, which suddenly trembled and began to send out signals.
At that moment, Luo Xiu opened his eyes. Above him was a rocky structure, the ground beneath was cold, and on top of his legs sat a beautiful woman with long hair black as night, cascading down her back like a waterfall. Her eyes were crimson, two spheres of living blood, and her skin was as white as snow.
That was Luo Xiu's description of this stunning woman. But at this moment, she was being cruel to him, moving up and down violently against his lower body.
'Damn... it wasn't a dream!' He realized that in an instant. And upon that realization, despair flooded his mind.
He was afraid of dying. He wanted to call out to her, but her hand was muffling his voice. He wanted to push her off, but her strength was immense.
'Is this it? Am I going to die like this?' He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had imagined many death scenarios, but never thought he'd die in such a... never mind.
As darkness took over his mind, a sound echoed in his ears:
[Immortal Adaptation System]
[Your body can adapt to anything.]
'A system? I have one?... Screw that right now. System, adapt me to this crazy woman's riding!'
Luo Xiu bet everything on that system. He wanted to live. He'd think about the rest later. There were still many questions to answer.
Meanwhile, the woman continued, with no sign of stopping. The young man's body beneath her was nearly done for. His bones were completely shattered on the inside.
But just then, a change occurred: his body's cells began to evolve amidst the madness.
And at the same time, Luo Xiu heard a new message:
[You are being torn apart by the brutality of the Empress! Your cells are adapting to this madness.]
[Resistance skill acquired.]
After that notification, he felt himself growing physically tougher. The woman's thrusts weren't as extreme as before—he could endure them a bit better.
And an hour later, he could endure everything. His resistance continued to improve, gaining one experience point per second.
[Resistant – Level 2]
[Exp: 3600/9000]
[Description: Can withstand the strength of three bulls.]
'Three bulls? So I can handle 1500 kilos? According to the internet, an adult bull weighs 500 kg. Whether that's right or not doesn't matter. I have more important things to deal with right now.'
At that moment, Luo Xiu returned to reality. His eyes were cold. His legs were still broken—he had only gained the resistance skill, not regeneration.
'System, can you give me a healing skill?'
He asked internally, but received no answer. This system didn't seem to be the intelligent type.
'Looks like it's up to me. Adaptation System, huh?' He pondered, trying to figure a way out of that situation.
But he found none. He was helpless. All he could do was let the woman do as she pleased.
Five hours later…
[Congratulations! You have reached Resistant – Level 4]
[Exp: 18,000/18,000]
[Can withstand the strength of nine bulls.]
[Note: EXP required always triples with each level, and stat gains increase as well.]
'When is this going to end? How much stamina does this woman have?'
He wondered, and soon saw the situation finally cease. His body stopped trembling. At that instant…
[Your broken bones, due to the violent assault, are adapting to your resistance.]
[The two are fusing into one.]
[The skill "Resistance" has evolved into "Body Restoration."]
[Description: Your bones will always adapt to your resistance.]
Inside him, his bones began to repair. It felt like an invisible hand ran through his body, fitting together the pieces of a puzzle. Soon, a new skeleton was forming in his legs.
Recovering, Luo Xiu looked at the woman before him with eyes colder than Antarctic ice. Then, he asked sarcastically:
"Had fun?"
The woman, upon hearing that, looked down. Their eyes met, and soon a blush formed on her face, accompanied by shame.
Luo Xiu was back to normal! No matter how beautiful this person was, she had almost killed him! Literally—and in the most humiliating way possible.
"Who are you? Why did you capture me? What is this place?" he asked coldly. At that moment, there wasn't a single trace of emotion in his voice.
The woman on top of him didn't reply, but suddenly pulled out a dagger from nowhere. Its color was red, made of living blood. Yes, that's right—Luo Xiu even saw liquid dripping from it.
"Irrational! This is your fault, so why are you going to kill me?" He panicked. That scene traumatized him, especially when the blade appeared at his neck.
But then, a hand lifted his chin.
"Who do you think you're speaking to, talking to me like that?"
The woman changed completely. Her shyness vanished, and her entire demeanor turned authoritative—especially as she dressed in her blood-forged clothes, exuding a deadly and murderous aura.
Whose favorite thing… was blood.