After understanding, Liu Ruoxi revisited her personal panel, as she still had some unresolved questions.
Player: Liu Ruoxi
Occupation: Bitch (Inactive)
Age: 36
Body Measurements: Height 172cm, Bust 36E, Waist 60cm, Hips 104cm.
Background in the Human World: CEO of “Yadilan Group,” holding 51% of shares, married, with one son and one daughter.
Bound Master: Yang Haoran
Shame Level: 0
Points: 0
Game Store (Accessible)
When her eyes swept over the occupation “Bitch,” Liu Ruoxi’s gaze turned cold, but she said nothing more and continued reading. She paused when she reached “Bound Master: Yang Haoran.”
“Master? What does that mean?”
Seeing that her bound master was her own son, Liu Ruoxi felt a sense of foreboding.
“The bound master is the player’s mission target. All game missions will be closely related to the player’s assigned master.”
“Why is it Haoran?”
Liu Ruoxi’s foreboding grew stronger. From what she had learned about the game’s perverse nature, she knew the missions wouldn’t be anything decent. But now, it involved her son, and she couldn’t help but feel a tightness in her heart.
Barbarossa, of course, knew why it was Yang Haoran, but game rules forbade it from revealing this to the player. So, it fabricated an answer: “Player Liu Ruoxi, precisely because he is your son, he is bound as your master.”
Finally, Barbarossa revealed its true nature and said playfully, “This must be quite amusing, isn’t it?”
Hearing Barbarossa’s response, Liu Ruoxi frowned even deeper. She felt the answer wasn’t truthful, but she couldn’t think of any other reasonable explanation. Moreover, based on her preliminary understanding of the game, this did seem to fit its style.
“What about the game missions?”
After all this, aside from inferring the game’s perversity from her occupation, Liu Ruoxi had never seen the mission panel.
“Game missions are triggered by the player. There are currently no missions available,” Barbarossa replied.
Hearing this, Liu Ruoxi felt conflicted. She both hoped to quickly complete the missions to exchange for the Dragon’s Delay Potion to treat Haoran and wished this evil game would never trigger any missions.
Just as Liu Ruoxi was deep in thought, a voice interrupted her contemplation.
“Ruoxi, has Haoran’s condition improved?”
Yang Wenfu frowned as he looked at his wife, Liu Ruoxi, who seemed lost in thought.
Liu Ruoxi snapped back to reality and saw the middle-aged man standing before her.
The man was dressed in a white shirt, refined and elegant in appearance, looking to be in his thirties. He was Yang Haoran’s father, Yang Wenbo.
Behind him followed a delicate young girl in a school uniform.
The girl was about 160 cm tall, with beautiful, cascading hair that fell like a waterfall. Her face exuded the natural innocence of a student without makeup.
She had a pure, flawless oval face, with slender, curved eyebrows and eyes that shimmered like autumn water. Her long, crescent-moon-like eyelashes fluttered gently, making her look pitifully charming. Her large, watery eyes were dark and deep, and beneath her delicate, translucent nose were thin, luscious lips as enticing as ripe cherries, a feast for the eyes.
Following her snow-white swan neck downward, even the slightly plain school uniform couldn’t conceal her graceful figure. Her jade-like arms and budding breasts had already quietly blossomed, taking on initial shape like inverted sea bowls, standing proudly.
Upon closer inspection, they were at least a D-cup, making her a “child-faced beauty with large breasts” compared to her peers.
Her slender willow-like waist was graspable in one hand, and below her perky, rounded buttocks were elegant, shapely long legs,ζΆθΉζ΄η½ and glowing as if under the moonlight.
She was Liu Ruoxi’s daughter and Yang Haoran’s twin sister, Yang Mengyao.
Having inherited Liu Ruoxi’s excellent genes, she, despite her young age, already showed signs of growing into a stunning beauty, standing graceful and tall.
At Yulin High School, she was known as the school belle.
“Haoran has woken up. The doctor said he’s recovering well.”
Hearing her husband’s question, Liu Ruoxi thought for a moment and decided to keep the truth from both of them, replyingε·ζ·‘ly.
Due to conflicts, the relationship between the couple had not improved, and their conversations were cold and distant, almost like strangers.
Yang Wenfu looked at hisε·ζ·‘ wife, remained silent for a moment, and said nothing more.
He walked past Liu Ruoxi to his son’s hospital room, turned the handle, and entered.
The young girl behind him followed, glancing at her mother in the hallway. Seeing her mother looking haggard, she felt a pang of sadness.
She knew her mother was strict with them in words, but in her heart, she cared about her and her brother more than anyone else.
“Haoran, are you feeling better?”
Yang Wenfu placed the fruits he brought on the table, leaned down, and looked at his slightly pale son with concern.
Yang Haoran lay in the hospital bed. Having learned that his “second brother” was fine, he relaxed and joked, “Dad, if you’d come any later, you might not have seen your precious son.”
“I came as soon as your mother called and said something happened to you,” Yang Wenfu said, frowning tightly. “How could you be so careless? How did you injure down there?”
He couldn’t understand it. Injuring an arm or a leg would make sense, but how could he injure his lower body?
Bringing this up, Yang Haoran felt somewhat awkward. How could he explain it?
He grinned and fabricated a story: “It was an accident, Dad. I fell off the bed while taking off my pants, and, well, here I am.”
Yang Wenbo listened to his son’s nonsensical words and felt helpless. “Be more careful in the future. Don’t be so reckless in everything you do.”
“Mmhmm,” Yang Haoran nodded obediently. Just then, a young girl walked in through the door, and his eyes lit up as he called out, “Little Yaoyao, you came to see your brother.”
Yang Mengyao looked at her brother lying pale in the hospital bed. Though worried inside, seeing him acting as cheeky and carefree as always, she respondedε·ζ·‘ly with a soft “mm,” much like her mother, Liu Ruoxi.
Although they were twins, born together, the difference between the brother and sister was like heaven and earth.
Since childhood, Yang Haoran had been mischievous, doing all sorts of unruly things and disliking studying. His grades could barely pass. Yang Mengyao, on the other hand, had been clever and well-behaved since young. From kindergarten, her academic performance had always topped the class, making her a “study genius.”
Now, both attended Class 5, Grade 1 of Yulin High Schoolβone was the class monitor and study committee member, while the other was a “back-row legend.”
“Rest well in the hospital. I’ve taken notes of the teachers’ lessons. You can catch up with them later.”
After standing there for a while, seeing it was about time, Yang Mengyao bit her lip lightly, hesitated for a moment, but still spoke up.
“Mmhmm,” Yang Haoran nodded compliantly in his father’s presence, though he usually tossed the notes his sister prepared for him aside.
Seeing her brother’sζ·θ‘ attitude, Yang Mengyao frowned, wanting to say more, but in the end, she gave up.
She had already said the same things to her brother countless times before. She knew he didn’t like listening, but she tirelessly advised him, hoping he would study hard. She even offered to tutor him if he struggled.
But once, when her brother grew impatient with her nagging, he scolded her harshly. Since then, his attitude remained unchangedβhe continued to idle away, dozing off in class. As for her, she grew increasingly silent around him. She knew her brother never listened to his little sister.
Yang Wenfu chatted with his son for a while. Seeing that he was emotionally stable and aside from being somewhat weak, there were no major issues, he left the hospital with his daughter.
One had to go to work, the other to school.
Liu Ruoxi, meanwhile, set aside her company affairs to stay at the hospital with her son. She would call the nurse to change the IV drip when the anti-inflammatory medicine ran out or prepare easily digestible, nutritious meals to feed her son.
Thus, seven days passed continuously.
…
Seven days later, Yang Haoran’s penis had mostly healed. This was the day he was discharged from the hospital to recuperate at home.
Hao Lei was in her office, with Liu Ruoxi sitting across from her.
As the hospital director, she had her own private office.
“Ruoxi, Haoran’s injury has mostly healed. He just needs to rest and recuperate at home for a while.”
“After discharge…” At this point, Hao Lei hesitated, considering the other’s identity, but her duty as a doctor prevailed. “After discharge… at home, try to show Haoran some pornographic videos to stimulate his penis. Ideally, help him achieve normal erections. If his penis can erect normally, stimulate it once every two days. If not, stimulate it for about half an hour daily.”
“In cases like his, the most common sequelae are erectile dysfunction. Stimulating it during his recovery period at home will aid his subsequent recovery or full rehabilitation.”
Hearing her friend Hao Lei’s words, Liu Ruoxi never expected her to mysteriously pull her here just to say this.
Just as she was about to respond…
A voice sounded in her mind, accompanied by a blue screen appearing before her eyes.
“Ding, mission triggered. Beginner mission activated!”
“[Beginner Chain Mission 01]
Player masturbates the bound master for five minutes. Mission reward: 10 points.
[Chain Mission 02]
Let the bound master view the player’s breasts for 15 seconds. Mission reward: 20 points.
[Chain Mission 03]
Wear the game-provided sexy uniform in front of the master for 30 seconds. Mission reward: 30 points.]
Special requirement: Detected that the designated master’s penis is injured. Please stimulate the master’s penis to achieve normal erection during the mission. Additional reward: 50 points.”
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