Chapter 78: Raging Currents in the Dark Chamber

The days of being Wukong’s junior brother were anything but peaceful. At three in the afternoon, the author, Little Man Wang, was circling the sand at home. Was he running to exercise after getting tired of writing? Had he won the lottery and gone crazy? Did a mouse suddenly appear at home? Of course, none of these was the case. Just look—behind him, Liu Yunfei was chasing after him, shouting, "Don’t you run! Take a blow from Old Liu! …Wait, I forgot, Old Liu doesn’t even have a stick. Everyone says my combat skills aren’t enough, my abilities aren’t enough, and my intelligence is below seventy, yet I was made such a mess by those three electric birdmen—completely losing face for my senior brother!"

Little Man was panting as he ran. "Boss, if you were made invincible in an instant, then this world would be far too small a pond for you. This is an urban novel—we can’t have you conquering the universe, can we?"

"I don’t care! I want to be strong, stronger, the strongest!" Liu Yunfei leaped up and down.

"Fine, I’ll send you to the universe. There’s a planet full of mechanical beauties—do you dare to conquer them? Their bodies are made of alloy. You try to take them down and see—your thing will go in but never come out; it’ll get stuck until it's broken, even if I gave you millions of dollars’ worth of aphrodisiacs. How strong do you want to be then?"

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The Ramos Steelworks covered a considerable area. The factory zone, living quarters, and service district together formed a small town. But production had long ceased; everywhere was shrouded in darkness. Under the moonlight, the bizarre buildings looked like a group of giants gathering for a conference.

Since it wasn’t just a room but a casting chamber, it had to be in the factory area. Each side had a ten-thousand-ton hydraulic press, so the building must be large. Liu Yunfei thought to himself that the old man’s nagging actually helped—if he’d just mentioned a single location, it would've been hard to find.

He walked into the largest workshop in the factory district. This building was as tall as a six- or seven-story block, with a vast footprint, like a giant, covered stadium. Crawling through a broken window in one corner, he saw a massive iron contraption inside, resembling a four-clawed octopus. In the center was a square iron house, with four enormous arms surrounding it, each supporting the iron house from different sides. Liu Yunfei had to admit, those experts managed to deduce this place just from the video of the walls. Listening closely, yes, there were sounds coming from within the iron house.

Overjoyed, Liu Yunfei vaulted onto the roof of the iron house. The door was at one side of the roof, like the entrance to a cellar. He pulled open the heavy iron door—or one could say, iron lid—and light immediately spilled out from inside. Without a doubt, this was the place. He jumped down. It was a staircase made of iron scaffolding. Before he had fully entered, he saw Park Minji lying like a white lamb on the long table. Park Minji was utterly exhausted, writhing weakly, her breathing barely audible.

"Finally found you!" Liu Yunfei was so relieved that tears welled up in his eyes. He hurried over, picked up clothes from the floor, and started dressing Park Minji. She had been alone in that room for so long, consumed by a drug-induced heat, her senses blurred. Seeing a man appear before her, she suddenly burst with new strength, wrapped her arms around Liu Yunfei, and showered him with kisses, pressing her abdomen against him and moving with increasing urgency.

"Minji, it’s me! I’ve come to take you away," Liu Yunfei shouted in her ear, trying to snap her back to herself.

"Yunfei, I want you, I need you," Park Minji kept repeating, whether she truly recognized his voice or merely imagined him in her delirium. All the while, she was fumbling with Liu Yunfei’s clothes. He had just finished buttoning his shirt when she undid his belt; as he reached to keep his pants from falling, she pressed her full, firm chest to his mouth.

Any man in such a situation would find it hard to remain unmoved, even the legendary Liu Xiayi who merely sat with women and never went further—let alone Liu Yunfei, for whom Park Minji was the woman he loved most. He had little resistance to beauty, but he knew exactly where they were and what was at stake. Park Minji was not yet safe, and above all, she needed to go to the hospital immediately.

Suddenly, a huge "bang" sounded from overhead. Liu Yunfei’s heart sank—something was wrong. There was a tremendous roar, and the iron lid above automatically swung shut, sealing the iron house tight. Liu Yunfei pushed Park Minji aside, rushed up the stairs, and struck the iron lid with all his might. Given his strength, he expected the lid—and perhaps even its hinges—to be blasted off. But, aside from a deafening clang, nothing happened. The lid didn’t budge.

It wasn’t that Liu Yunfei lacked strength; the ten-thousand-ton hydraulic press simply exerted a force beyond comparison. Even the Ruyi Golden Staff wielded by his senior brother Sun Wukong weighed only eighty-one thousand catties, but the pressure from this machine was in the ten-thousand-ton range—a whole different league.

Thinking quickly, Liu Yunfei transformed his arm into a diamond drill, intending to bore a hole—no matter how small, an opening would suffice for escape. Yet before he could begin, Park Minji clung to him from behind, one hand firmly grasping his lower body. Liu Yunfei’s body reacted instantly, and under her clumsy touch, his diamond drill etched erratic white lines across the roof, but the alloy was so hard that not even a scratch could penetrate it.

Then Liu Yunfei recalled: the iron house couldn’t be completely airtight—how else did the light get in? There had to be a wire or conduit somewhere. And what about the surveillance camera? As long as there was a single opening, escape was possible. But as this thought occurred, the light blinked out as if it had a mind of its own, plunging the room into utter darkness, filled only with Park Minji’s seductive moans.

All Liu Yunfei could think of was escaping as quickly as possible. If Park Minji didn’t have intercourse within the hour, her life could be at risk. He couldn’t be sure if the kidnappers’ warning was true, but judging by her current state, it was highly likely. He gritted his teeth—well, so be it. You people want to see me perform in a porn movie? Fine, I have the ability. Park Minji was going to be his sooner or later anyway. The sooner he acted, the safer she would be; she would not blame him for it.

He laid Park Minji on the long table, kissed her lips, and in the darkness, stripped off their clothes, caressing her smooth, supple body. His desire surged uncontrollably as he pressed himself to her, and Park Minji, desperate and impatient, pulled Liu Yunfei toward her, guiding him inside.

Liu Yunfei had learned to relax his invincible diamond body during such moments, especially with the woman he loved most. He was not rough with her—this was her first time. Park Minji wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, drawing him deep inside. With only slight pressure, he broke through that final barrier; inside, she was warm and wet, clinging tightly, pulsing around him. Because of the drug, she felt almost no pain, only overwhelming pleasure. She screamed aloud, her fingers digging into his shoulders.

At that instant, Liu Yunfei suddenly thought of Yu Qing. She too had clutched his shoulders that way, even drawing blood. The realization struck him—why had those kidnappers not harmed Park Minji all this time? Why lock her in such a special place? Why lure him here, only to trap him in this iron chamber? Hardy must have had more in mind than just voyeurism.

His thoughts became crystal clear. Yu Qing knew that making love would weaken him, so she set this trap—using Park Minji as bait, injecting her with aphrodisiacs to force him into intimacy at his most defenseless moment, then plan a fatal strike. Hardy, you are indeed vicious. But how did Hardy know about his relationship with Park Minji? Had he told Lam? Was Lam a traitor? Or did Lam tell someone else? Yu Qing? Was it you again? Have you still not given up? If that's the case, I won’t forgive you!

With everything clear in his mind, Liu Yunfei continued moving inside Park Minji, but he had already reactivated his diamond body. Let’s see who traps whom—after all, they didn’t know he could control it at will. As he picked up the pace, Park Minji sank into complete bliss, lying back on the long table, her lower body moving in rhythm with him.

While making love, Liu Yunfei kept his senses sharp, listening intently for any movement in every corner of the iron house.