I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 250 - 194: There’s a Punishment Called Forced Orgasm

Chapter 250: Chapter 194: There’s a Punishment Called Forced Orgasm

He was thinking just that.

As expected, the bait was taken immediately.

He saw a woman slowly approaching him.

She did not opt for traditional Filipino attire, but instead exhibited her personality with a casual and unrestrained outfit.

Skin-tight jeans paired with a loose black leather jacket, several silver chains nonchalantly draped around her neck in harmony with the small silver hoops twinkling on her earlobes added a touch of cool allure.

Her hair was tied up high in a messy ponytail, with disobedient tendrils falling across her forehead, obscuring one eye.

After she sat down opposite Chen Yun’s table, she started in a slightly husky voice in English, "Handsome, are you interested in..."

Before she could finish, she reached out to touch Chen Yun’s hand that was resting on the table.

Chen Yun, however, immediately withdrew his hand, avoiding the woman’s reach.

This left the woman slightly embarrassed.

But Chen Yun did not care about that; he sharply noticed that the local toughs lost interest in him after the woman approached.

There was even a hint of fear in their demeanor.

He did not believe these thugs adhered to any code of honor in the worldly society; they were either in cahoots with the woman,

Or they feared the woman and dared not make a move.

Based on the subtle fear the thugs displayed, Chen Yun tended toward the latter.

This woman was likely trouble.

Of course, if it wasn’t the latter case, no big deal. It would just require a little more effort to find another big fish.

He pondered.

Chen Yun spoke in fluent English, "What do you mean? Is it... that kind of service?"

His tone seemed curious, his face full of naivety.

At the same time, he was employing his Emotion Stimulation ability to heighten the woman’s lower vigilance and other contrary emotions.

This rendered the woman increasingly mindless.

Making her overlook any inconsistencies about Chen Yun.

She dismissed the earlier awkwardness, contrived a seductive look she frequently used, and said, "You know what I mean, do you want to come with me, handsome?"

As she spoke,

Greed nearly spilling out of her, she leaned forward to intentionally reveal her curves as if by accident.

Seeing this, Chen Yun nodded his head.

After hastily paying the bill, he pretended to be impulsive and followed the woman.

As the night settled quietly over Laoag, neon lights along the streets lit up one by one, adorning the city with mystery and allure.

Chen Yun closely followed the woman.

The air was filled with a blend of sea breeze and the enticing aromas from street food stalls, while the occasional guitar serenade added an exotic touch to the night.

However, that was all part of the distant excitement perceived through Transparent World Perception; Chen Yun was being led into increasingly isolated areas by the woman.

She seemed extremely familiar with the area, occasionally turning into narrow alleys, eventually stopping at an inconspicuous small building.

Following the woman inside,

It appeared to be a rental property seemingly empty, the woman sat on the bed familiarly and gestured for Chen Yun to join her with an inviting wave of her hand.

To this, Chen Yun showed a faint smile.

His act was no longer necessary.

"To be honest, the greed, cold-bloodedness, and killing intent you’ve displayed all along are disgustingly unbearable,"

Chen Yun said calmly in Chinese, watching the woman sitting not far away.

As he watched the woman’s confused gaze, Chen Yun’s expression shifted from the pretense of a lustful creep to one of mild coldness laced with killing intent.

If it had been a consensual engagement or a scam, Chen Yun was unlikely to feel killing intent, at most crippling her by removing a leg would suffice.

The characters earlier in the day who set up the roadblock to extort money were merely left with a leg removed by him.

But the thick scent of blood in the room was overpowering, and the two men hidden in the woman’s bedroom also reeked of it.

Clearly, there had been multiple murders here.

The two men hidden not far away and the woman sitting on the bed wanted more than his money; perhaps even his... body?

That made sense.

After all, how much could they get just by robbing tourists? Unless they happened upon a wealthy individual, it would be more profitable to sell everything, including the body.

Get the money, kill the victim, then sell the body—that’s the most efficient use.

Thinking, Chen Yun couldn’t help but shake his head in resignation.

Although the woman on the bed did not understand the Chinese spoken by Chen Yun, she could sense something was off when she saw Chen Yun’s suddenly calm demeanor.

She frowned and shouted, "What are you hiding for, grab him!"

The two burly men hiding in the room stopped concealing themselves and rushed out wielding machetes.

Their menacing approach,

Would have caused any normal tourist’s legs to give out in fear.

But that clearly did not include Chen Yun.

Chen Yun had no interest in wasting words with them.

A surge of killing intent burst forth.

Instantly dispatching the two robust men to Western Heaven.

Despite the men’s bull-like physiques, to Chen Yun, both in mind and body, they were as fragile as paper.

A mere sweep of his killing intent was enough to crush their spirits to the breaking point.

He then collapsed dead on the ground.

And such a scene clearly scared the once arrogant woman.

She sat on the bed, stunned, for a long time without recovering.

She had no idea why two strong men with machetes collapsed halfway through their rush.

She never saw the man lift a finger. Even if it was a gunshot, shouldn’t there have been some movement?

She looked at Chen Yun as he approached slowly.

The woman gradually snapped back to reality, hurriedly stripping off her clothes while moving closer to Chen Yun.

Although she didn’t know why the two strong men had died.

It must have been related to the man in front of her.

She realized that she might have encountered some sort of iron board she couldn’t understand.

And she, who prided herself on her looks, wanted to use her body to bargain for a chance to live.

But as soon as she took a step closer, she saw Chen Yun step back with an obvious look of disgust almost spilling from his face.

This flashed a look of despair across the woman’s face.

"Let’s talk about the higher-ups in your organization that you recognize, as well as the real power-holders in this city,"

Chen Yun calmly stood in front of the woman and stated his purpose.

In this crime chain, the woman couldn’t possibly be the only link; above her there must be higher echelons, those big fish were the ones Chen Yun could barely consider pawns for behind-the-scenes games.

Regarding this question.

The woman, who had already given up hope on trading her body for survival and had no intention of resisting, immediately shouted out a bunch of names with excitement as if she were listing vegetables.

She was never loyal.

Staying alive was more important than anything.

And Chen Yun didn’t need to pull out a pen to remember; he could remember all names, addresses, and contact information after hearing them just once.

But sometimes.

He actually found himself somewhat annoyed by the low data transfer efficiency of human language.

Like now, he felt a bit tired from listening.

It wasn’t just because his reaction speed, when uncontrolled, made the whole world seem to be moving in slow motion.

It was also because his processing speed was much faster than the transmission speed of language, so communicating with humans in their language could indeed occasionally feel tedious.

Human language on average transmits information at a speed of 39 bits per second, a glaringly low and trivial rate in an era where electronic devices exchange millions of bits of information every second.

Even Chinese, with its higher information density where each idiom contains a compressed packet of data, made him feel slightly better.

As he was thus distractedly musing,

the woman in front of him, driven by a strong will to survive, finished spilling everything she knew.

She looked at Chen Yun with yearning eyes.

And Chen Yun, noticing this, calmly stood up to look at the woman.

"Do you know what a ’forced climax’ is?" asked Chen Yun calmly.

As he spoke, he found some rope to securely tie the woman to the bed, and used a piece of clothing to gag her.

Facing this woman, whose emotions were full of greed and killing intent from the start, Chen Yun never intended to let her live.

But since she had been so compliant,

he could let her experience what it was to be euphorically tormented to death.

With the ability of Emotion Stimulation, he could theoretically plunge anyone into any emotional state, and he could control the intensity at will.

When he wanted someone to feel ecstasy, that person would immediately start to feel it.

But anything in excess is not good.

Investing too much spiritual power and overstimulating someone was clearly not ideal.

And now.

Chen Yun intended to use this woman as a test subject for his experiment.

The woman who dared not resist paused for a moment, clearly not quite understanding what Chen Yun meant.

Vaguely, she felt that Chen Yun wanted to do something sexual with her, and she was eager at the prospect of something that might allow her to survive.

However, something seemed off.

In the next moment!

Without Chen Yun touching her, she started to feel a tingling heat all over her body.

Her emotions seemed to be filled with excitement.

Looking at Chen Yun, who had disappeared sometime during her distraction,

the woman seemed to have a faint understanding of what was happening.

Despair passed through her expression as she began to grasp the meaning of Chen Yun’s words.

But quickly, before she could despair, she was overwhelmed by numerous other familiar emotions.

Excitement, pleasure, agitation, sensation, joy, relaxation, contentment...

At that moment, the woman felt like she was in serious trouble.

But the problem was she couldn’t do anything about it.

It felt like she was stuck on a cloud, unable to come down.

This indescribable sensation gradually made her forget all the noises of the outside world.

And then...

At a certain tipping point, she collapsed, walking calmly and despairingly towards a death of excruciating ecstasy.