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After robbing the treasures of the War Strategist Office with his eyes, Chen Zao finally turned his attention to Ren Ling, who was lazily reclining on a rattan chair, her jade-like hand propping up her delicate chin.
This woman, known as the Most Beautiful Woman of Luohan Slope, seemed to have a penchant for wearing pure white corsets.
It was unclear whether this corset had any special protective qualities.
Last time at Commercial Street, Chen Zao had seen Ren Ling dressed in a similar pure white corset that resembled soft armor.
Now, in his own residence, she looked just as stunning.
The snow-white outfit, which exuded a hint of sensuality, perfectly accentuated Ren Ling's figure, highlighting her curves beautifully.
Over it, she wore a sheer long skirt that added an air of mystery to her tall and alluring silhouette.
As she lay on her side, her waist and hips formed a captivating curve that flowed like a masterfully drawn line.
Her perfectly shaped bosom was accentuated by the corset, appearing round and full, almost bursting out of the fabric, evoking an irresistible urge to touch.
In this post-apocalyptic world, women with such perfect hourglass figures were as rare as giant pandas.
In comparison to Ren Ling's mature beauty, Ren Xiao's pair of unsteady large breasts seemed almost exaggerated and outside the bounds of reasonable aesthetics, as if they had mutated.
Ren Ling's long, fair legs were strikingly more elegant than Ren Xiao's short and lively ones.
During their last encounter at Commercial Street, Chen Zao had been in a hurry and only caught a fleeting glimpse of Ren Ling without taking a closer look.
Now that he was nearer at the War Strategist Office, he realized that this beauty reclining on the rattan chair possessed an unparalleled charm that was both delicate and distinct.
Her eyes were like pools of water, deep and captivating. When she glanced around, they sparkled with brilliance and vitality, truly unforgettable and enchanting.
Previously, Chen Zao had underestimated Ren Ling, thinking she was merely at the peak level of Sister Zhi Ling.
This beauty was far more stunning than he had imagined.
Not only was she beautiful, but she also exuded a certain elegance.
Even when lying lazily and casually, she radiated a vibrant aura.
Perhaps it was due to her genes being enhanced to a mid-high level of cultivation, as the light cast a charming, rainbow-like sheen over her.
She resembled a lotus fairy fallen into the muddy world, emanating an ethereal quality that made those from the Apocalyptic People feel an innate desire to admire and worship her beauty.
No wonder many Young Masters in Panlong Six Strongholds were eager to bow down at the feet of this Post-Apocalyptic Female Scientist.
She was known as the most beautiful woman of Luohan Slope, a title truly well-deserved!
Even Chen Zao, who was indifferent to any type of woman, felt a slight shock of attraction when his gaze accidentally met Ren Ling's enchanting eyes.
Although this feeling of attraction was not very strong, it still marked Chen Zao's first experience of such a sensation.
He had never felt this way about any woman before.
But it was fleeting; he soon turned his attention back to the other treasures stored in the War Strategist Office.
For him, ancient artifacts that could be sold for money in the Golden Age were far more appealing than Ren Ling.
With Hu the Young Master's off-key singing in the background, Ren Ling caught sight of Chen Zao from afar as she passed through the lively hall filled with music and dance.
Noticing that Chen Zao towered over her fellow companions, a spark of curiosity and exploration lit up in Ren Ling's enchanting eyes.
However, upon closer inspection, she realized that Chen Zao lacked the aura of a strong individual.
His complexion was dark and dull, lacking any rosy or healthy glow, clearly not the appearance of a skilled practitioner.
Ren Ling lost interest in studying Chen Zao, turned her beautiful eyes away, and continued to enjoy the joyful performance of Young Master Hu, who was singing and dancing with two maidens.
This Young Master Hu, known as Hu Rengui, was the same age as Ren Ling.
He was a tall man with well-defined features, considered quite handsome in the apocalypse.
In fact, all ten Young Masters who came to the War Strategist Office for this gathering were eye-catching young men.
Coming from Noble Families, they had been refined by Beast Oil, their physiques and demeanor far surpassing that of ordinary apocalypse refugees.
Each of them radiated the reflective sheen of an Intermediate Warrior.
Although their cultivation levels varied, with some never having stepped onto a battlefield, their combat effectiveness could not compare to those seasoned warriors. However, with their martial arts skills above intermediate level, they appeared robust and strong. The maidens couldn't help but feel their hearts race at the sight of them, believing that if these Young Masters beckoned them with a finger, they would eagerly rush to accompany them.
Yet these Young Masters showed no interest in the various beauties among the maidens in the War Strategist Office; they were completely captivated by Ren Ling's ethereal charm, their hearts tightly held by her.
Whenever Ren Ling organized a gathering, even if they were embracing other beautiful women at the time, they would immediately push those women aside and rush to bring gold to attend Ren Ling's banquet.
The Song Gathering they organized today was a typical Ling's Golden Song Festival.
Not only would they sing and have fun, but they would also gamble with gold.
Ren Ling was the Big Banker of this gambling event.
As Chen Zao approached the main hall, he noticed a strange Large Wooden Box standing next to the rattan chair where Ren Ling lay.
This object was definitely not an antique; it had numerous wires connected on both sides and protruding devices resembling receivers.
On top of the wooden box, there is a dial controlled by gears that can be turned.
It has a scale ranging from 1 to 6.
It looks like a sound pressure meter.
But in reality, this is the scoring device for the Doomsday Song Contest created by Ren Ling herself!
After the Noble Young Masters sing, this scoring device will rate them based on the harmony and pleasantness of their musical performance.
Ren Ling also holds an additional scoring option that she can give to these young gentlemen.
If their songs particularly please Ren Ling, or if they display impressive musical skills, or if they present a particularly perfect song and dance performance, Ren Ling will use her scoring authority to award them extra points.
The score from the scoring device combined with Ren Ling's additional points will form the total score for each performance by the young masters.
With a limit of 6 points, for every point above that, the young masters can take away 1 gram of gold after the Song Gathering ends; for every point over, they take away 1 gram!
If they achieve a perfect score of 6 points, they can take away 7 grams of gold for each song sung!
Conversely, if their performance scores below 6 points, for every point below that, they must leave behind 1 gram of gold. If their score is particularly low, they could end up losing 6 grams of gold for each song sung.
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