At 7:30 in the morning, the alarm clock rang on ti, breaking the silence of the motel room.
Luke opened his eyes almost instantly, his gaze clear and without any grogginess of just waking up.
This one-plus hour of deep sleep, bolstered by the powerful recovery from 11 Constitution, was as effective as an ordinary person sleeping seven or eight hours.
Abundant energy surged within his body, but along with it ca the lingering aftereffects of last night's intimacy with Annie and the subtle restlessness from Mia's tearful face, mixed with the natural physiological reaction of morning, making him feel sowhat… agitated.
"Tsk."
He clicked his tongue, quickly got out of bed, rushed into the bathroom, splashed his face with cold water, and took a not-too-hot shower. Only then did he barely suppress that restless heat.
Looking at the increasingly handso and sharp-featured face in the mirror — the result of his optimized physique — he shook his head and pushed those distracting thoughts aside.
According to the new ti rule: Dragon Kingdom and Westeros were synchronized (sa day and night), while Arica was inverted with Dragon Kingdom (and thus Westeros).
This ant he could cleverly turn "one day" into "two days" by using the ti difference: be active during the day in Arica, then cross over to Westeros at night (which would be dayti there) to handle matters or rest, and vice versa.
In this way, he could almost always be in the "active ti" (dayti) of one world, greatly reducing suspicion and risk caused by the "master being absent."
The cost was that he almost lost continuous, long periods of sleep.
But with his current physical quality, he only needed one or two hours of deep sleep per day to stay full of energy.
This high-intensity, near "007" two-world shuttling mode would be torture for ordinary people, but for him, it was a strategy to maximize efficiency.
After washing up and changing into clean casual clothes, Luke went downstairs to the motel's simple attached restaurant to et up with Mia and the others.
When they parted last night, they had enthusiastically invited him to continue hanging out with them today. Since he wasn't in a rush, Luke had "found it hard to refuse" and agreed.
Breakfast was a standard Arican light al: fried eggs, bacon, toast, and orange juice.
The four girls were already seated at the table. When Luke appeared, four pairs of eyes instantly locked onto him with strange, probing, curious, and slightly… teasing looks?
It made him feel uncomfortable all over.
Elizabeth was the boldest and most direct. She bit her straw, blinked her big eyes, and dropped a bombshell: "Hey, Luke, seriously… you're not gay, are you?"
Luke's hand, which was picking up the orange juice, paused. He raised an eyebrow, looked at Elizabeth, and said calmly but with a hint of offense: "I am a normal man with normal sexual orientation. Please don't ask such rude questions."
He deliberately used slightly formal and serious wording.
Then he added: "I'm not from Sichuan!"
The girls were dumbfounded!
Luke used authentic slang English to explain the "classic reference" of "Sichuan opera" to them: "Crew cut, round face, full beard, on the road of spring heart Lin Xinru; white socks, glasses, small earrings, Tianfu Avenue Xiao Longnu!"
"Prejudice in people's hearts is a… Chengdu!"
"Pfft— hahaha!"
The four girls were stunned for a second, then burst into uncontrollable laughter. Especially Alexandra and Jennifer, who laughed so hard they shook like flowers in the wind. Alexandra even exaggeratedly slapped the table.
However, just as Luke was feeling a bit bewildered by their laughter and lifted his cup to take a sip of orange juice to hide his embarrassnt, his body suddenly stiffened!
Under the table, two warm, smooth little feet with bright nail polish, almost simultaneously and extrely deftly, reached over. One on the left, one on the right, they gently and teasingly pressed against his calves!
Through the thin fabric of his casual pants, the sensation was crystal clear!
Luke's heart skipped a beat. He calmly looked up.
On the opposite side, Alexandra was elegantly resting her chin on her left hand, smiling at him, while Jennifer beside her was resting her chin on her right hand, also blinking at him with seductive and bold eyes.
"These two vixens!"
The fla that had just been temporarily quelled by Emma in Westeros a few hours ago seed to be instantly reignited by these two restless little feet, and threatened to spread like wildfire!
Luke cursed inwardly but maintained a calm expression on the surface. He casually pulled his legs back and shifted his chair backward without drawing attention, creating so distance.
"Luke? Why does your face look a bit strange? Are you feeling unwell?"
Mia beside him noticed his small movent and subtle expression change and asked with concern, completely unaware of the undercurrents beneath the table.
"I'm… I'm fine. Maybe I just woke up and haven't fully woken up yet."
Luke quickly forced a smile and took a big gulp of orange juice. The cool liquid slightly dampened the heat in his heart.
On the opposite side, Alexandra and Jennifer acted as if nothing had happened and were already looking down at their phones.
Luke's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of their phone screens — they seed to be typing rapidly in a chat, with knowing, mischievous smiles on their lips.
The content in the phone chat box:
"Bet on who gets him first?" "100 dollars!" "I'll put in 200!"
Poor Mia was still innocently worrying about Luke, completely unaware that her sister and best friends were betting on her "crush."
Breakfast ended in a weird and subtle atmosphere.
The group headed to the parking lot to pick up Jennifer and Elizabeth's boyfriends.
Jennifer's boyfriend Tony drove a black BMW 3 Series. He was a typical Arican white guy with blond hair and blue eyes, tall and well-built, a senior at UCLA, wearing a Polo shirt and casual pants, looking sunny and cheerful.
Elizabeth's boyfriend Parker drove a white Tesla Model 3. He was a curly-haired, black-eyed guy with a slightly shy temperant, and was in the sa class as Elizabeth.
As soon as the two got out of the car, they enthusiastically hugged and kissed their respective girlfriends in a very "Arican" way.
The "girlfriends" introduced everyone to each other.
Tony and Parker hadn't t Mia before, but they had obviously heard about this "legendary" girl from their girlfriends.
They greeted Luke in a very familiar Arican way, patting him on the shoulder and calling him "Bro," with friendly attitudes.
Luke politely shook hands and exchanged greetings with them.
After getting to know each other, Tony and Parker couldn't help teasing Mia, making harmless jokes about her "bad luck."
Mia looked a bit embarrassed but didn't get angry. She just secretly glanced at Luke, as if observing his reaction.
Luke tily changed the subject and looked at the smiling Alexandra: "Alexandra, where's your boyfriend? Isn't he coming today?"
Before Alexandra could answer, Jennifer jumped in: "Her? She dumped her third boyfriend a month ago! She's currently in her 'single hunting period'!"
She gave Luke a aningful glance as she spoke.
Alexandra shrugged nonchalantly, her smile seductive: "Single life is great, darling. It ans more possibilities, doesn't it?"
Today's activity was still at the beach.
When Luke changed into swim trunks and walked out of the changing room, Tony and Parker, who had been chatting and laughing just monts ago, suddenly froze with stiff smiles on their faces.
Parker sucked in a cold breath, his eyes wide as bells: "Holy shit! This guy… is he a professional model or a fitness trainer?"
Luke's system-enhanced body, with its smooth, distinct muscle lines and perfect proportions full of power and beauty, glead under the sunlight as if plated with gold. It delivered a massive visual shock and… psychological pressure to the two n, who also worked out regularly.
Tony's expression also darkened. He whispered to Parker in complaint: "Damn it! With him here, we won't be able to attract any girls' attention today! We need to find a way to make him look bad…"
Their "plan" ca quickly — beach volleyball.
Tony and Parker took the initiative to invite everyone to a 2v2 friendly match.
They thought their physiques were strong and their athletic ability decent, planning to show this "Eastern kid" a thing or two on the court.
However, reality was harsh.
Luke tead up with Alexandra.
Luke was from X Province and could definitely play volleyball. Combined with his 11 Strength, Constitution, and superhuman reaction and coordination, his skill level was off the charts.
Alexandra herself had excellent athletic reflexes. The two actually cooperated surprisingly well.
In contrast, although Tony and Parker had decent physical fitness, they were completely outmatched in front of Luke.
Luke's spikes were powerful and sharp-angled; his defense was fast and his sets precise.
Soon, the score pulled ahead.
Tony and Parker were panting and sweating profusely, but could only watch helplessly as Luke leaped up again and again, smashing the ball hard onto their side of the sand.
What was even more "infuriating" was that Luke seed to completely let loose. Every ti he scored, especially after a beautiful powerful spike, he would excitedly strike a few bodybuilding poses, showing off his bulging muscles and sense of power — sotis thumping his chest and roaring, sotis pumping his fist at the spectators.
This kind of behavior was not only acceptable but extrely popular on the passionate Arican beach. It imdiately drew screams and whistles from many girls, young won, and even older ladies, heating up the atmosphere.
Tony and Parker looked at each other and could only helplessly admit defeat, collapsing on the sand like two dead dogs.
At noon, the sun was blazing.
Everyone spread out beach blankets, preparing to rest and recharge.
Alexandra took a bottle of sunscreen from her bag and naturally handed it to Luke. Then she lay face-down on the blanket, fully exposing her extrely sexy back curve to him.
The smooth honey-toned skin, the deep spinal groove, the firm and perky buttocks outlined by the bikini edge in a breathtaking arc…
Her intention was obvious.
"Luke, help out?"
She turned her head, her eyes lazy and seductive.
Luke held the bottle of sunscreen, feeling as if he were holding a hot iron.
His throat felt a bit dry: "Alexandra… um, I've never used sunscreen before, and I've never helped anyone apply it. I might… not be very good at it."
"Everything has a first ti," Alexandra's voice carried a smile, like a feather lightly tickling the ear, "You learn by doing."
"Learn by doing… Just do it!"
At this point, refusing would seem pretentious and suspicious.
Luke took a deep breath, squeezed out a dollop of cool sunscreen onto his palm and rubbed it warm, then tremblingly placed his palm on Alexandra's smooth back.
The touch was warm and silky smooth, with astonishing elasticity.
He tried to keep his movents steady, starting from the shoulders and neck, moving down along the spine, spreading it evenly.
The sunscreen quickly ward with body heat, leaving a glossy layer that made the skin look even more like satin.
"Mmm…"
Alexandra let out a very soft, satisfied moan. Her body rose and fell slightly with his movents.
"Luke… your hands… are so hot…"
This voice and feedback made Luke's heartbeat quicken. When applying to her thighs and calves, he was especially careful.
His fingertips occasionally brushed unintentionally against the firm inner thigh or the rounded knee hollow, causing the girl beneath him to tremble subtly.
The air was filled with the coconut scent of sunscreen and an indescribable ambiguity.
Just as Luke felt his self-control reaching its limit—
"Alexandra! You've gone too far!"
A sharp filled with anger rang out.
Mia, holding a surfboard, stood beside them at so point. Her little face was flushed red, and her sapphire-blue eyes burned with angry flas as she glared fiercely at her sister lying there.
There was no longer the usual dependence and affection in her eyes — only vigilance and hostility toward an "enemy."
"How can you let Luke apply sunscreen for you! Don't you know this is very… very intimate?!"
Mia stomped her foot in anger, kicking up a small cloud of sand.
She grabbed Luke's wrist — still sared with sunscreen — and forcefully dragged him away from Alexandra.
"Luke, ignore her! Co on, I'll take you surfing! Didn't you say you've never tried surfing in your life? I'll teach you! I'm really good at it!"
Without giving him a chance to refuse, she pulled the sowhat dazed Luke toward the sea with surprising strength.
Left behind, Alexandra slowly propped herself up on her elbows. Watching her sister forcefully drag away the slightly flustered Luke, who was slightly hunched over because of the suddenness, she didn't get angry at all. Instead, she let out a clear, silver-bell-like laugh full of mischievous success, drawing sideways glances from many people around.
Luke was dragged along by Mia. He felt the trembling strength of the girl's grip on his wrist from excitent. Listening to Alexandra's unrestrained laughter behind him, he felt a mix of emotions.
This beach trip in Arica was turning out to be even more "exciting" and… testing of his self-control than he had expected.
In the distance, Tony and Parker, resting on the sand, watched the scene and exchanged a glance. Both saw the sa helplessness and a trace of schadenfreude in each other's eyes — looks like they didn't need to do anything. This guy had already fallen into the "gentle trap" of trouble.
But this trouble… sohow made people a little envious and jealous!
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