No man is immune to the allure of a beautiful woman, especially when she reciprocates your feelings or even makes advances towards you. Almost no man can resist the urge to take her to bed.
The reason why not many men sleep with every pretty woman they see is because they lack the ability or the responsibility.
Zhou Ziwei now seems to belong to the type who is afraid of taking responsibility, and men with this kind of mentality are often good men who are willing to take responsibility for their actions.
Zhou Ziwei is actually quite conservative at heart. He cannot tolerate the fact that the woman he likes, or the woman he has had an intimate relationship with, will turn her back on him and become a stranger, or even marry another stranger one day. Therefore, Zhou Ziwei does not dare to indulge himself easily when he cannot give the other person a title or a promise.
But now... Chu Qiutang has raised this issue to the level of whether he is a man or not, which makes Zhou Ziwei less willing to back down. Moreover, things are indeed as Chu Qiutang said. They are stranded in this alien world, and the hope of returning to Earth is really very slim.
If he is never able to return to Earth, then he will naturally be unable to fulfill his promise to Liu Xiaofei, and in this world, he seems no longer obligated to adhere to the previous moral standards...
Thinking of this, the hurdle that Zhou Ziwei had always held onto finally began to melt away, and his gaze towards the two women naturally became burning hot, unabashedly releasing the most straightforward and honest desires of a man.
"Fine! You actually dare to doubt whether I'm a man? Then I'll prove it to you..." Zhou Ziwei said, wrapping his arms around the two women's slender waists at the same time, and then slowly and intimately stroking them downwards.
Wang Xuewei was already limp, with most of her weight resting on Zhou Ziwei. Now, with Zhou Ziwei touching her, she was even more powerless. After a soft moan, she half-collapsed into Zhou Ziwei's arms, only able to breathe lightly.
As for Chu Qiutang's performance, it was naturally not much better. Although she wanted to be with Zhou Ziwei, her female reserve made it difficult for her to be "open and honest" with another woman in front of the man she loved.
So when Zhou Ziwei's hand gently touched her collar, Chu Qiutang gasped softly, then pleaded, "Director Zhou... I... can I wait until next time to be with you... to be with you... um... I... I haven't showered today, and I'm all sweaty from working up a sweat all day. I'm so dirty, I'm afraid you'll... you'll hate me!"
If it weren't for her words, things would have been fine. Upon hearing Chu Qiutang say that she hadn't showered all day, Wang Xuewei was immediately startled. She hurriedly grabbed Zhou Ziwei's large hand, which was about to invade her ample breasts, and said shyly, biting her lip, "Yes... I haven't showered yet, I'm so dirty... Maybe next time..."
Zhou Ziwei had already been aroused by them, and he couldn't let them back down now, otherwise he would be suffocating tonight... He shook his head and said, "Want to take a shower? That's easy, I'll take you there right now..."
After saying this, Zhou Ziwei hugged the two women tightly on either side, then strode out of the tent. With a slight thought, a gust of wind burst forth from his palm, instantly transforming into a huge tornado that lifted the three of them into the air.
After absorbing the heat emanating from the giant fireball in the sky for an entire day, Zhou Ziwei had now accumulated an even more powerful elemental energy within his body.
This energy may not be very powerful yet, but Zhou Ziwei should be able to use this wind-controlling technique continuously for several hours without any problem.
Zhou Ziwei is now like a bow with an arrow nocked, ready to be released at any moment.
Wang Xuewei and Chu Qiutang were agonizing over the issue of taking a bath, so Zhou Ziwei didn't care whether they were making excuses or not; since that was the case, he would just grant their request.
Finding a place to take a bath in this desolate plain would be difficult for an ordinary person, but it was no problem at all for Zhou Ziwei.
Even during the day, Zhou Ziwei had been releasing six or seven Kun beasts to explore in all directions, which should help him understand the world more quickly and comprehensively.
From the information relayed by a fruit fly, Zhou Ziwei learned that on a mountain peak dozens of kilometers away, there was a natural lake of moderate size, and in the lake grew a very beautiful aquatic plant. When Zhou Ziwei received this information, he had already considered whether he should go there for a bath and collect some samples of that aquatic plant...
Since Wang Xuewei and Chu Qiutang are both clamoring to take a bath, Zhou Ziwei might as well just take them there.
Although it was pitch black at night, it wasn't a big problem for Zhou Ziwei, who had the power of his soul to find his way.
Moreover, the information extracted from the fruit fly's memory has become a clear roadmap imprinted in Zhou Ziwei's mind, so even if he flies in the dark, he shouldn't get lost.
Amidst the two women's soft gasps of surprise, Zhou Ziwei, like a roc spreading its wings, slowly flew through the air.
After the massive tornado rose into the air, he transformed it into a giant vortex, supporting himself and the two women beneath it. This felt much better than being completely enveloped in the tornado.
If they were to measure the distance of several dozen kilometers on foot, it would probably take them most of the night to walk there. But now, riding on a gust of wind, they arrived at the not-too-high mountain peak in no time.
Zhou Ziwei kept his altitude low and moved slowly up the mountainside, hugging the slope. Gradually, the dampness from the clear mountain lake reached him, and a strange fragrance wafted on the wind, making him deeply intoxicated.
"It smells so good!" Wang Xuewei and Chu Qiutang had obviously also smelled the exotic fragrance. They were immediately invigorated and, forgetting their shyness, covered their noses and sniffed the scent like two adorable puppies, saying with fascination, "What is this fragrance... it's so tempting..."
"It's the scent that comes from the flowers of aquatic plants... Hehe... If you take a bath in this water, you'll instantly become a fragrant and beautiful woman."
Zhou Ziwei joked.
"Really? That's great!" The two women shouted excitedly at the same time.
But at that moment, Zhou Ziwei's expression suddenly darkened, and a thought flashed through his mind. The vortex of air beneath them immediately stood up, forming a solid wind wall in front of them.
The sounds of "poof" were incessant, and in an instant, countless wooden arrows shot into the wind wall, only to be pulverized by the force of the swirling wind.
"What's wrong? What happened?" Wang Xuewei and Chu Qiutang couldn't see anything in the darkness, but the sounds around them couldn't be hidden from them. They were both startled and asked in surprise.
Zhou Ziwei frowned slightly and said, "We seem to have run into some trouble. It's unbelievable that so many people are lying in ambush here in the middle of the night!"
At this point, Zhou Ziwei couldn't help but complain again about why there were no stars or moon at night in this ghost world. Otherwise, as long as there was even a little light here, he could send his Kunchong to act as eyes and ears, and he wouldn't have almost run headfirst into the enemy's encirclement like this.
"Gibberish..." As the volley of wooden arrows passed, a sharp and urgent scream came from below, but Zhou Ziwei and the other two could not understand a word of it.
However, it's unlikely that someone was questioning their identities or preventing them from getting close.
But Zhou Ziwei was already driven by lust, so he didn't care whether the spot had been taken by someone else first. At this moment, all he knew was that these guys below were hindering his good deed, and he wasn't one to back down so easily.
He snorted and, without replying, urged the whirlwind to continue flying towards the mountaintop.
"Whoosh—" Several burning wooden arrows flew into the air again, but these arrows were not aimed directly at Zhou Ziwei and his companions. The oilcloth wrapped around the arrowheads flickered with light, but it still revealed the figures of the three of them.
Immediately following this was another burst of babbling and shouting from below, as if someone was anxiously warning them.
As soon as the wooden arrows ignited, Zhou Ziwei had already seen the situation below.
In a low thicket, at least a hundred people were lying in ambush. These people, both in their clothing and in their appearance, seemed quite different from the people of the Great Xia Dynasty they had seen in the past two days.
This immediately made Zhou Ziwei wonder: Could it be that... these people are not from the Great Xia Dynasty?
Zhou Ziwei showed no intention of landing, and surprisingly, the group below stopped attacking him. However, when Zhou Ziwei activated his vortex again and flew towards the lake at the top of the mountain, a dozen or so gusts of wind suddenly rang out. To Zhou Ziwei's surprise, the dozen or so people actually took flight and blocked their path.
Zhou Ziwei was greatly surprised. Ever since he mastered the Force Field Space and the Art of Wind Control, Zhou Ziwei had always been extremely proud of his ability to fly freely in the sky, because apart from him, he had never seen anyone else who could fly like him... But today he was horrified to discover that not only could others fly like him, but there were more than a dozen of them.
What Zhou Ziwei was very curious about was how others could fly, besides himself. He remembered that the old charlatan had once said that there was a country made up of islands across the sea, and that country had a group of wizards who had the ability to fly by controlling artifacts.
So... how exactly do they fly on their flying weapons? Is it like in fantasy novels, where they ride flying swords and fly all over the sky?
The distance between the two sides gradually closed, and the other party had entered within sixty meters of Zhou Ziwei. Zhou Ziwei was finally able to use his soul power to scan them.
The scan results, however, took Zhou Ziwei by surprise...
Jet aircraft... Holy crap... What kind of world is this?
Zhou Ziwei finally understood. Each of those so-called flying creatures carried a small, oxygen tank-like device on their backs, from which a powerful stream of air was constantly being ejected. This airflow could obviously be manipulated to change direction freely, allowing these people to move quite gracefully in the air.
Although Zhou Ziwei hadn't had a chance to examine it closely, he was pretty sure that the thing they were carrying was definitely a high-tech product, and the technological content it contained was probably quite high.
But isn't this place still in the age of cold weapons? How could a country possess such powerful technology? Could it be that... the technological level of this world is actually far beyond that of Earth, and only that Great Xia Dynasty is still in a backward state? Just like the African jungle tribes on Earth.
However, it seems unlikely. Didn't the old charlatan say that the Great Xia Dynasty has been constantly at war with several neighboring countries, and it also frequently goes to war with that country that has countless powerful wizards?
If the technological strength of the two sides were really that different, how could the Great Xia Dynasty have withstood the other side's offensive? In that case, it would probably have perished long ago!
As the distance between the two sides drew closer, Zhou Ziwei took the opportunity to thoroughly analyze the jet-powered aircraft behind those people with his soul power, and finally roughly understood how it worked.
Immediately, Zhou Ziwei's heart began to pound wildly.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Ziwei was just overjoyed to have found a red vine plant, an energy seed that could replace petroleum, but now he has discovered an even more advanced and environmentally friendly energy source—water.
It turns out that the energy source used in the jet aircraft carried on the backs of these dozen or so people is water. The working principle of this aircraft is also very advanced and strange. There are two working systems in the aircraft. One system electrolyzes water to separate it into hydrogen and oxygen, while the other system burns the separated hydrogen and oxygen and evaporates another part of the water into steam. Then, the power of the steam is used to maintain the flight power.
A portion of it is converted back into electrical energy to continue decomposing the water in the tank... thus achieving a microsecond-level circulation system.
Under Zhou Ziwei's analysis, he quickly discovered that the technological components of this jet aircraft were not actually very high; it could only be said that the design concept was quite ingenious.
When he examined the aircraft's outer shell and internal components more closely, he discovered that... none of the aircraft's components were mass-produced mechanical products; each part was clearly handcrafted.
Are these primitive humans, or superhumans from the future...?
Zhou Ziwei's eyelids twitched a few times, then he suddenly realized.
Considering that the old charlatan said the twenty-seven Towers of Divine Wishes in the Great Xia Dynasty were relics left by the gods in ancient times, then... these jet-powered aircraft used by the so-called witch tribes must also be relics left by our ancestors!
The internal structure of this aircraft is not very complex. Unlike electronic instruments on Earth, it does not contain any circuits. At most, it only has two wires for electrolyzing water.
Such instruments could be made by skilled craftsmen by hand, even primitive people could... However, Zhou Ziwei sensed that the water was not ordinary water, or that something else had been added to it. But Zhou Ziwei could not detect the composition of the catalyst that was dissolved in the water by scanning with his soul power alone.
Now Zhou Ziwei is absolutely certain that if he can unravel all the secrets of this spacecraft and bring it back to Earth, it will be a true treasure trove, bringing him unimaginable wealth. Moreover, he can then apply this water electrolysis technology to other fields. This technological revolution could truly lead to a major disruption in the world's energy and technological development...
As the two sides closed in, the dozen or so people on the other side simultaneously raised a torch-like object. They tore off a piece of black cloth covering it, and the torch heads, exposed to the air, ignited naturally, brightening the night sky that had been stained with black ink.
These torches seem to be some kind of trick used by these witch tribes, but Zhou Ziwei wasn't interested in them at all. He could tell at a glance that they were just torches coated with something like white phosphorus powder, which would cause them to spontaneously combust when they came into contact with oxygen.
To the average person, this trick seems like magic, but to those who understand the underlying principles, it's nothing special.
When Zhou Ziwei saw the strange red and blue paint on the faces of the dozen or so people flying towards him, he finally concluded that these people were indeed the so-called wizards from the Wusang Kingdom.
Since that's the case, then this time we absolutely have to steal one of the aircraft and take it back to study it properly...
Volume 2 The Assassin's Nightmare Chapter 400 Who is More Insidious?
The distance between the two sides gradually closed, and by the flickering light of the torches, the dozen or so men with their faces painted with greasepaint finally saw what Zhou Ziwei and his two companions looked like.
The first thing that surprised the dozen or so people was that Zhou Ziwei and his two companions had no trace of paint on their faces. Then, when they saw that the three of them seemed to be standing in mid-air, and that they didn't have a tortoise-shell-like flying vehicle on their backs like the others, the expressions of the dozen or so people changed drastically.
These people usually rely on the tortoise shell on their backs to act like gods. Even in the Kingdom of Wusang, the common people worship them like gods, completely unaware that their flying ability is just a piece of equipment. As long as that equipment is removed and tied to a pig, the pig can also fly around in the sky.
Because they were familiar with the details, these so-called wizards were often less skeptical of the existence of gods than ordinary people. However, seeing that Zhou Ziwei and his two companions seemed to be able to fly in the air on their own, they were all stunned and turned pale with shock...
Of course, these guys had their faces painted with face paint, so they didn't look like human beings originally. But now, their faces twitched with fear, making them look even more like vengeful ghosts. This scared Wang Xuewei and Chu Qiutang so much that they cried out and burrowed into Zhou Ziwei's arms.
"Don't be afraid... they're just a bunch of Japanese devils!" Zhou Ziwei gently stroked the two women's hair while eyeing the dozen or so people opposite him with ill intent, pondering how to get one of their aircraft back.
“Chirp chirp…##.—.#……—*”
The dozen or so wizards from the Usang Kingdom flew to a stop a dozen meters away from the three of them and then the leader shouted at Zhou Ziwei again. However, the words he spoke were like the croaking of a toad, which made people's skin crawl.
"Shut up...Speak to someone with a nicer voice. What are you doing, you toad, croaking around like that? You're so annoying!"
Zhou Ziwei frowned at the noise from this guy and couldn't help but shout a few words at him.
Zhou Ziwei didn't expect the other party to understand him just by hurling a few insults; he just wanted to provoke the other party so he could find an excuse to kill him and seize one of these flying machines first.
Unexpectedly, just after Zhou Ziwei finished shouting, the guy actually shut his mouth. His mouth trembled for a while, and then two extremely shrill sounds suddenly came out. But Zhou Ziwei actually understood them. He said the words "divine language," which made Zhou Ziwei pause for a moment.
"Divine language?" Zhou Ziwei was surprised that the people of Wusang could understand Chinese and even regarded it as divine language.
It seems this place really might have been created by some amazing person from China in the past. But... when did China become so advanced that it could not only create the wondrous Tower of Wishes, which can decompose, refine, and reduce various metals, but also invent an environmentally friendly aircraft that can use water as a base fuel? If China really had such amazing technology in the past, wouldn't it have dominated the world long ago? How could it have allowed old M to play the role of international police there?
"Can you understand me?" Zhou Ziwei said loudly.
After Zhou Ziwei finished speaking, he stared intently at the Japanese soldier from Uzbekistan who was leading the group. The soldier looked at Zhou Ziwei with a blank and surprised expression, but did not react. He just muttered the words "divine language".
This made Zhou Ziwei slightly disappointed. It seemed that this guy didn't really understand Chinese. Just like many Chinese people can tell whether a foreigner is speaking English or Japanese, but they still can't understand a word of what they are saying.
Zhou Ziwei felt he was already quite cunning, but he didn't expect these Japanese devils from Usang to be even more cunning than him. Although Zhou Ziwei was eager to seize their aircraft, he was too embarrassed to kill them without a reason before the two sides officially broke off relations.
However, the wizards from the Kingdom of Wusang showed no restraint whatsoever. Although they seemed momentarily stunned by his "divine language," the leader of the wizards waved to the group behind him, and then all of the dozen or so wizards stood in the air, bowed to Zhou Ziwei, and vigorously shook their buttocks... It seems that although the ethnicities are different, the etiquette in this world is the same, which is quite speechless.
However, just when Zhou Ziwei thought that these people would respect him, who could speak "divine language," like the old charlatan from the Great Xia Kingdom, and would not harbor any hostility towards him, these little devils who had finished shaking their butts suddenly launched a frenzied attack on Zhou Ziwei.
The weapons these wizards were using were actually the torches in their hands. Because they were bent over, the torches in the hands of the dozen or so wizards naturally drooped down a bit. The torches, which were originally pointing straight up, were now held horizontally in their hands, with the torch tips pointing directly at Zhou Ziwei and his two companions.