MTL - Travel to a Primitive World to Build Infrastructure - Chapter 29

When I was 15-years-old, during the year that I graduated from middle school, my father told me this.

When I became a rich young master, I had to enjoy it.
Training? No!
That is so boring.
I have a system, no need for training.

Are you hungry? Come, I will treat you with some food at a luxurious restaurant.
What a poor homeless. Come, I will give you a house.

I, Lin Fan is a good person.

- Description from Novelupdates

When 20-year-old gamer Liam isselected to test Elysium, a revolutionary virtual reality game, he expects excitement and adventure. But the moment he opens his eyes, Liam realizes this is no ordinary game. Trapped on an unfamiliar planet alongside four other testers, he must navigate strange landscapes, face dangerous challenges, and unravel the mysteries of Elysium.As the testers progress through the game, they uncover unsettling truths that blur the line between reality and illusion. Survival becomes the only mission, but with every step forward, the stakes grow higher, and the price of freedom becomes uncertain.NB: Sex Chapters will be identified with R-rated.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”