Darkstone Code-Chapter 867 - 865: Devil in Heaven

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What?

Penny whispered in Lynch’s ear for a moment, her face blushing with a hint of embarrassment. For a nineteen-year-old girl, what she was about to do was indeed a bit embarrassing.

But not too embarrassing.

The fierce unfolding of the feminist movement has thoroughly eliminated many outdated thoughts from people’s minds, like the notion of women having to be loyal—such oppressive traditions that mentally enslave women have been abolished.

Now the pursuit is for the rights men have in relationships and emotions, which women should and must also have.

Some sociologists once worried that campuses in the Federation were becoming increasingly frightening, with issues like promiscuity and abortion occurring in nearly every school.

Students completely discarded moral concepts; some girls unabashedly lifted their skirts or even their tops at graduation or opening ceremonies, exposing their bodies to students and parents.

They called this "the unique rights of women in the new era" and went overboard with it.

More interestingly, although this movement in some sense harmed men’s rights, it received support from many men.

Sociologists described today’s youth as "a generation that is rotting," but they quickly fell silent as various women’s rights organizations suppressed these sociologists as "remnants of the old era."

Those radical feminists would write threatening letters to them, smash their home windows, or even directly beat them.

In the end, people stopped speaking out, just watching some things slowly decay.

Strictly speaking, decay is not all bad; at least decomposed matter generates nutrients to nourish the earth.

She looked expectantly at Lynch, who nodded slowly after considering for a while, seemingly hesitant about his choice.

Actually, he wasn’t.

After thinking it over, he realized there weren’t really many people who could accompany him.

Catherine was still an intern, and her persona as a lucky girl rising from the underclass would be inappropriate to bring along.

Nelli, that little girl, was just a trade commodity, and she herself had no fame or influence, not qualified to accompany him.

Anna was a very suitable choice, but the event itself had an ambiguous atmosphere; those attending were couples or spouses, taking Anna could lead to misunderstanding and even a series of unforeseen troubles.

Severa was the same, moreover Lynch now didn’t want to have more contact with her, they were an absolutely impossible pair, and provoking such issues was unnecessary. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

After thinking it over, only Penny seemed suitable.

She was a leading figure among the new generation of actresses, regardless of her acting skills, people would award her something for Lynch’s sake.

Young, influential, and had rumors of a romance with Lynch in the media, which was enough.

The most suitable person, in fact, was Jenia, but unfortunately, she wasn’t in the Federation.

Clearly the only suitable choice, but Lynch demonstrated "I’m really struggling with whether to choose you" and "I might regret it at any time."

People are like this—contradictory yet foolish.

It’s like sellers and buyers in the market; when a seller asks a thousand bucks for a product, a buyer casually haggles to half.

If the seller decisively agrees at once, the buyer’s first thought would certainly be "Damn, I should’ve slashed another zero" or even feel like "Did I lose out?"

But if the seller holds firm, finally cutting only five bucks, the buyer would feel a sincere pleasure, thinking they earned it.

These emotions and psychological changes indeed surround us every day, with similar situations we encounter.

"Get off work and come back early..."

If you agree immediately, the person requesting might start doubting if there’s a problem with you being late previously.

Lynch had no choice but had to show this "I struggled so hard to make this decision" display, and the hard-earned result would make Penny cherish it even more.

The girl immediately dashed onto Lynch, kissing him several times on the face, her entire face smiling like a blooming flower.

Having gotten the outcome she wanted, the girl was in a great mood, hugging Lynch’s neck, sitting on his lap, humming a little tune.

Turning her head, she saw a program playing on TV.

"Do you like watching this too?" she asked.

Lynch placed the girl on the nearby sofa; perhaps young men and women liked being close, but he didn’t enjoy it much.

This is a common trait among adults—after maturing and seeing too much of the so-called truth, they start becoming somewhat... strange.

He shook his head, "I just stumbled onto it, it looks interesting."

"This fantasy about the development of future technology is a good theme; the social economy is starting to recover, and technological development is about to accelerate again, bringing Airei’s Generation to a new era."

"In terms of film and literary works, in the coming years this kind of content will have a good audience."

Penny didn’t quite understand what Lynch was saying, but she knew about this TV series.

"The actress in it slept with the entire crew, from the producer to the lighting technician, she didn’t miss a single one."

It’s clear she was somewhat inexplicably dissatisfied when talking about the actress, kind of like a shepherd dog seeing a husky—

This thing’s a damn dog too?

Lynch whistled, while also feeling puzzled, "Since she slept with the producer, why bother with the lighting technician?"

"Because she’s the lighting technician’s girlfriend..."

Alright, this is a surprisingly amusing yet inspiring story. The lighting technician’s girlfriend helped out in the crew, inadvertently discovered the director was easy to hook up with, so she slept with him and got a minor role.

If a minor character wants more screen time, they must get the cameraman’s help. The cameraman thinks shooting this way has more impact, and the final image is what it is.

But a minor character is a minor character, they’re gone after two or three episodes.

The pretty girl on TV entered the producer’s room through the director, eventually overcoming all obstacles and successfully landing the lead role in the series.

Many people outside say she only got this position by sleeping with everyone who opposed her. That’s pure slander; if she could only talk with her pants down, she definitely wouldn’t impress the producer.

The producer is responsible for the whole TV series and the investors’ money. He’s not going to risk his future just for a temporary pleasure worth twelve hundred bucks at most.

This actress not only has guts but also talent and capability, which is the key.

Many people only see her glamour at this moment but not the price behind it.

And this is precisely the most real situation in the entertainment industry: without connections, one can’t get ahead; to rise, one must find someone or several to hold them down.

Before long, Penny’s broker came down from the second floor, so did the maid.

Upon seeing the maid, Penny glanced her up and down briefly and then snorted softly.

Wearing such a short skirt, what’s the difference from wearing a belt?

Really a slut!

Instantly, Penny made her judgment about the maid.

She knows that it’s unlikely anything will happen between her and Lynch; either Lynch will choose a much younger girl to marry very late or pick someone with a background similar to his.

Someone like her, someone like those other girls involved in scandals, are unlikely to become Lynch’s wife.

This is one thing to know but another to encounter.

It’s like everyone hates dog shit; you don’t need your fingers touching it to feel disgusted; sometimes just seeing it can ruin your mood.

But soon enough, her eyes moved around, as if she thought of something, and she chuckled.

"Mr. Lynch..." The broker greeted Lynch first, then looked at Penny, "I’ve organized everything in the bedroom’s closet; if you need anything, call me anytime..."

Penny suddenly stood up from next to Lynch and quickly ran to the broker. The two whispered for a long time at the door, and eventually, the broker left looking completely shocked.

"What did you talk about? She looked like she was struck by something," Lynch was curious, but the girl didn’t tell him.

Elsewhere, the broker who left Lynch’s house, sat in the car with her mind somewhat unruly.

Penny’s request just now was a bit too shocking to handle.

Penny is currently a leading young woman in the country, beautiful and youthful, like the girl next door. Many people are crazily obsessed with her.

Actually, outside movies, she doesn’t differ much from the image she leaves with the audience; reality is somewhat like the scripts.

At most, sometimes she has a bit of a temper, sometimes she’s a bit unreasonable, but besides these, she has no other flaws.

But now, things seem to have changed.

The car she took stopped on a street behind the financial district, where many entertainment and modeling companies exist.

Every time a call comes from the financial practitioners on Bupen’s financial street, models and actors can quickly be in place, providing various pleasures for those waving cash.

Naturally, many special shops also exist here.

For instance, adult shops, some with a special kind of flair.

The poor broker has never had a boyfriend, yet had to enter such a place to buy things; she felt as if her legs had lost feeling.

Standing at the door for a good while, she finally mustered the courage to step inside. It was an adult shop named "Hell’s Guest in Paradise," featuring a very special style.

As soon as entering the hall, an employee wearing a leather headgear and a tight black leather outfit approached proactively.

She made a gesture like a lion tearing and then said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Welcome..."

"Sweetheart!"