The God Virus

In the upcoming two days, Virus returned to the brothel and even spent five hundred Qi Ingots of first-grade to purchase a VIP membership. As a matter of fact, those five hundred Qi Ingots were the entire capital Virus had at hand and now he was nearly broke.

Furthermore, even after two days had gone by, not a single customer paid a visit to their shop, not even for window shopping.

"Boss… I don't believe this is going to work." Feeling down, Archibald seemed to have lost all hopes of their business somehow surviving because, at this rate, bankruptcy was like an inevitable prophecy.

On the other hand, scowling, Virus remained on his seat before sinking into deep contemplation. 'Since no one's willing to stop by, I have to make them do so.'

A while later, he opened his mouth at last, "It's clear we lack advertisement, no one knows? about this wonderful shop filled with a variety of techniques…"

"Of course, all of this is happening since no one bothers coming to this shitty district, but what is 'advertisement'?" Totally unfamiliar with the term, Archibald's curiosity was inflamed.

"Well…" Sinking into another streak of silence instead of responding, Virus started deliberating on some issues and how to resolve them.

Around a few minutes passed when he finally decided, "Okay, I thought of an idea. Here's what we're gonna do…"

Listening to Virus' rough plan, Archibald was full of doubt. Still, he did as he was told and vanished somewhere briefly before returning with a stack of sheets.

Meanwhile, abruptly picking one paper from the stack, Virus started scribbling on it at a fast pace.

'Reach the apex with us, Cultivation Trust.'

Jotting that sentence down in a large and easily perceivable font, Virus began describing that one Low-Human attack technique was to be given to one lucky winner after drawing lots fifteen days from now on.

During these fifteen days, anyone who wished to be the lucky winner had to personally visit to sign up so they could participate when the lots were drawn.

Beneath the paper, he also wrote the exact address of the shop.

Then, behind the same sheet, Virus wrote the name, class, and price of every book they were selling in the shop.

Following that, he told Archibald to copy everything to all the other sheets as well.

"Alright, I'm leaving for the day." Since it was going to take a while before all the papers were done, Virus exited the store before his immediate departure.

'Let's go to the brothel, shall we?' In the past two days, after elevating his position to that of a VIP member, Virus had gone to the brothel two times overall, once every night.

Unfortunately, he came back fruitless every single time. And tonight, he wanted to try his luck once more.

Therefore, strolling to another district that was filled with brothels and prostitutes, Virus straightly walked to the one that was Blaze's hang-out.

The instant he was there, a receiver woman came to warmly guide him through the corridor. While in there, all of Virus' awareness was focused on the various compartments trying to find his target.

And luckily, this time, he indeed came across Blaze's profile that was occupying a splendid room.

"I want to sit there." Pointing at the empty room beside Blaze's, Virus notified the guide.

"Yes, please follow me, dear client." Due to him being a VIP already, no one could refuse his request unless the space was occupied.

After being led to the room, as always, the guide queried, "What kind of woman do you desire tonight, dear customer?"

"Just bring me anyone to accompany me while I drink my tea." Voicing that impatiently, Virus signaled the guide to leave. The reason why he had asked for a woman besides his usual order of tea was that he did not want anyone to get suspicious.

In case he kept coming here to drink a cup of tea alone, it was bound to draw some suspicion and that may lead to unwanted consequences he wanted to avoid at all costs.

"Both your tea and one of our finest women will be in your presence soon." With that, the guide took his leave.

Alone, at last, Virus released his sense of awareness and focused it all in his neighboring compartment. Subsequently, the clear image of what was happening inside it revealed itself to him.

"Ahh… Uhm… Uh…. hell y-yes Blaze…"

Slap!

"Fuck me! Ah… right there… fuck my b-brains out…"

Currently, putting the woman on four legs, Blaze was busy pounding it into her nonstop while slapping her ass from time to time.

"Do you like that?"

"Yes… yes… yessss!"

It was at this point that a woman strolled over to Virus' room while carrying a cup of tea with herself.

"Hi, I'm Aily, I-I'll be serving you tonight, dear customer."

Locking his gaze on the newcomer, he briefly inspected her.

She was a petite woman, with fiery-red yet oddly shiny hair very neatly arranged, and her round brown eyes together with her long face were giving off an aura of extreme alertness.

Although she tried hiding it, she was shivering like a scared cat about to jump high into the air at the slightest of provocation. The most noteworthy detail of all, however, was her voice, clear, lustrous, and without declension; it touched his ear like the gentlest melody, and yet it was lust-inducing to the point one just wanted to jump on her and mess her up to kingdom come.

"Aily? Alright, I'm Vee, come, sit here quietly." While patting the empty mattress beside himself, Virus signaled the lady to take a seat right beside him.

Meanwhile, all of Virus' focus was once more locked on Blaze's compartment as he observed the goings-on. Alas, that only made him feel surprised.

In the meantime, after Blaze was done fucking the other woman's brain out, he ordered another one to be brought to his lodging.

Afterward, the next round of intercourse was initiated.

In fact, even with that new woman, he still wasn't finished as he kept requesting more and more.

'Huh… I've come across a degenerate.' Shaking his head, Virus determined.

"A-are you perhaps dissatisfied with me, dear customer?" Catching Virus shaking his head repetitively, Aily who was currently leaning onto him trembled. She was utterly horrified of the consequences that may follow in case she failed to satisfy this client of hers.

"No. I'm just pondering another matter of mine." Drinking a mouthful of his tea, Virus was no longer in the mood to keep watching Blaze. So, standing up, he proclaimed, "That's it for me tonight, goodbye."

Then, before he could even take a single step forward, a hand grabbed his wrist.

"W-what did I do wrong, dear client? P-please don't do this to me."

"Huh? What the hell are you talking about? I'm not doing anything to you."

"I'll be punished if you leave without doing something to me tonight."

That instantly forced an annoyed scowl on Virus' face. However, understanding the degree of cruelty that could be inflicted upon unfortunate souls like Aily in facilities like these, after some hesitation, exhaling a sigh, Virus advised her, "I see. Just say we did it then, it'll be a secret between the two of us."

Rubbing his chin, he reckoned. 'Hmm, this is good news actually. No one will suspect me with this.'

Turning around, he was about to truly depart this time, when he realized Aily was still holding his hand and refused to let go.

"What now?" Now he felt lost by this woman in front of him.

In response, she spoke a sentence with a stutter. "T-they'll notice we didn't do anything s-since…"

"Since what? Don't tell me you're a virgin, haha… ha-…ha...? Wait, you're a virgin for real?" At first, Virus was merely saying it as a joke since the thought of a virgin prostitute tickled him. However, seeing how Aily was blushing like a monkey's ass, he was speechless.

"Huh, a virgin in a brothel, and it's not a joke?" Murmuring that, Virus' eyelids were wide open.

"I-I… my parents sold me to the brothel in exchange for ten cows."

"What the actual fuck is wrong with the people of this city? Why do they all seem to love cows more than their children?" Grabbing his head using both hands, Virus felt like he was going nuts.

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