Li Ba, a graduate of Huaxia Agricultural University, was the sales manager at a well-known seed company in Wucheng before the apocalypse. When the apocalypse struck and order collapsed, the naturally timid Li Ba faced life-and-death situations and managed to scrape by and survive. By chance, he set aside the rules of post-apocalyptic survival to save a grandfather and his granddaughter, and in return, he received a magical bracelet. The bracelet contained a universe within—a plot of land, a stone trough brimming with spring water, and a Tower—all of which opened up a mysterious realm for him. What to do when food runs out? “My Fengshou Group has mountains of grain—I’ll trade it for crystal cores and jade!” Li Ba declared arrogantly. What to do when zombies attack the city? “The mutated plants cultivated by ‘Lord Ba’ can withstand a tide of a million zombies!” Li Ba said with absolute confidence. What if you’re not an Evolver and someone challenges you to a one-on-one duel? “I’ve got talismanic soldiers guarding me. Anyone who dares challenge me will get beaten so badly, even their own mother won’t recognize them!” said Li Ba, his bald head revealing a menacing expression as he spoke viciously. Using the mysterious space and his expertise, Li Ba cultivated crops and tended fields, determined to become a major farmer in the world of *Horse Herding* and pursue a happy life in the post-apocalyptic world.
Chapter 12: The Title—Qilang!
“Next up is the VIP exclusive performance. For just twenty jin of grain coupons per guest, you can enjoy a solo dance by our boss’s wife—‘Medusa’s Wildness’!” said Zhang Jie, the older of the twin sisters, with a smile. It turned out the show wasn’t over yet; the best was yet to come. “The boss’s wife is just for looking—no touching allowed. We guys can’t stand that!” “Feng Shao is right! Let’s head over to Hongguan Street, spend ten jin of grain coupons to let off some steam—that’s what really counts!” It was still Changmao and the muscle-bound man from earlier. They clearly had no interest in the VIP show. With a single call, the audience in the hall cleared out immediately, leaving only Li Ba behind. The sisters seemed to have anticipated this all along, and their eyes turned toward Li Ba. The older sister, Zhang Jie, asked with a grin, “Li Ge, what do you say?” Li Ba gazed at the alluring, seductive figure behind the sheer fabric. He thought for a moment. He was already in debt for quite a few grain coupons anyway—what’s another twenty jin? Let’s see what tricks this slut has up her sleeve! “Let the show begin!” Sipping his beer and waving his hand with the air of a big spender, he decided to stick around and watch the show. Hearing this, the sisters both wore sly grins. They then exchanged a knowing glance toward the bar, and the two guys who’d been collecting admission fees earlier immediately took their leave. “Clearing the floor! Something big’s about to happen!” Li Ba, with his sharp eyes, noticed the two “door gods” leaving and immediately perked up, staring intently at the stage without blinking. Just then, the sisters slowly pulled back the sheer curtain, revealing a graceful and alluring figure right before Li Ba’s eyes. Zhou Yan’s outfit tonight could only be described as incredibly sexy. Her long, wavy hair cascaded down her back, and her white, low-cut dress appeared semi-transparent under the stage lights, clearly revealing the pink lingerie beneath—now visible, now hidden. As she walked in her high heels, the hem of her dress fluttered, exposing her seductive thighs clad in black stockings. Her body swayed slowly to the music as she stepped forward toward the stage. Her red lips moved slightly, and she cast a flirtatious glance that nearly stole Li Ba’s very soul. “A siren! A siren who’s enough to drive a man mad…” Li Ba, who had been most fond of the allure of black stockings before the apocalypse, was now completely mesmerized. Her flawless hourglass figure—with what appeared to be a stunning 36E bust—bounced up and down with each step, seemingly about to spill out, capturing everyone’s attention. The full hips encased in the skirt traced seductive, alluring curves with the slightest turn of her body. In just a few seconds, Li Ba could no longer hold back, and a surge of inexplicable lust flared up in his lower abdomen. “Music!” Zhou Yan snapped her fingers. The music filling the hall immediately shifted from slow to fast, and her graceful body began to move to the beat. In Li Ba’s eyes, this woman now resembled a boneless serpent, her fiery figure writhing across the stage—every facial expression and gesture brimming with seductive allure. As the music reached its peak intensity, she threw herself face-down onto the stage, her plump buttocks thrust high in the air, her breasts hanging down, revealing two distinct mounds of white flesh. Her made-up face was exquisitely beautiful and alluring; her snow-white chin was raised, and her seductive eyes cast a gentle glance toward Li Ba. She stuck out her pink tongue and licked her full lips, like a frustrated, longing woman, her entire body forming a zigzag shape as she swayed gently to the music. “Mmm…” From time to time, faint nasal sounds could be heard. How could Li Ba possibly hold back any longer? He felt a sudden heat in his nose as a liquid trickled down; he touched it and realized it was a nosebleed. “This is going to kill me…” He didn’t bother to wipe the blood from his nose; his eyes never wavered as he stared intently at her, his expression utterly ferocious, as if he were about to devour her whole. “You fat bastard, this time I’m going to squeeze every last grain ration out of you!” Seeing the fat man’s frenzied, unbearable expression, a hint of sarcasm flashed across Zhou Yan’s narrow, almond-shaped eyes, and she then gave a subtle nod to the twin sisters standing beside the stage. “Next act: Wet and Seductive. Fifty jin of grain coupons for admission…” The twin sisters’ voices rang out. Before they could finish speaking, Li Ba was already nodding his head vigorously and shouting, “No matter the price, perform! Perform for me!” He had completely lost his head; forget fifty jin of grain coupons—even if it were five hundred jin, he probably wouldn’t hesitate for a moment right now. The music shifted, becoming high-energy and explosive. At some point, Zhou Yan had acquired a plastic hose. Her body swayed to the beat as she raised the hose high above her head and aimed it at herself; in no time, a spray of clear water drenched her from head to toe. Tossing aside the hose, Zhou Yan began dancing wildly on stage to the pulsing beat. Her long hair flew about, water splashed everywhere, and as her white dress became soaked, her perfect, voluptuous figure was revealed almost as if she were naked—sexy and alluring beyond description. At that moment, Li Ba could barely resist the urge to rush onto the stage and take that slut right there. Just then, Zhou Yan actually began walking down from the stage, step by step, her long legs encased in black stockings. Her graceful body swayed as she drew closer to Li Ba. When her dripping-wet body was less than three meters away from him, Li Ba could no longer hold back. With a loud roar, he sprang to his feet and lunged at her. Zhou Yan seemed to have anticipated this; she dodged with a quick sidestep, leaving Li Ba to lunge at thin air. As he spun around, preparing to pounce like a hungry wolf once more, his pupils contracted—he saw the slut lift the hem of her skirt, and there, at the base of her thigh encased in black stockings, was a pistol. His lust instantly faded by more than half. The sexy vixen before him was certainly bold and alluring, but she was also a rose with thorns—if he wasn’t careful, he might lose his life right here. Li Ba backed up step by step until he plopped back down on the couch. Seeing how timid he looked, Zhou Yan couldn’t help but let a look of contempt flicker in her eyes. Then, she wriggled closer, pressed her seductive red lips against Li Ba’s ear, and whispered softly, “If you can’t hold back, you can take care of it yourself—I don’t mind!” “You said it! Li Ba let out a savage laugh. He’d finally found an outlet for his frustration. (300 characters deleted here) In just thirty seconds, Li Ba slumped limply on the sofa, his face radiating satisfaction. Zhou Yan glided over, her damp body leaning against Li Ba. Her skirt flipped up, revealing a straight, slender leg in black stockings propped on the sofa, exposing a glimpse of her underwear—a pink thong that was barely visible. Li Ba took just one glance, and his lower abdomen grew hot—he found himself stirred once again. “Next act: ‘I Love Bananas.’ Want to watch?” Zhou Yan licked her red lips and whispered softly into Li Ba’s ear. “Of course I’ll watch! Anyone who doesn’t is a total jerk!” That night, Li Ba was destined to get his fill of eye candy. Outside the Villa, two men stood at the main gate, listening to the thumping music coming from inside. They exchanged a glance and both burst out laughing. “They’ve finally caught a fat sheep. This time, Sister Yan won’t let up until she’s squeezed every last drop out of that fatso!” "Hmm, I hope that fat guy really is a cash cow. That way, Sister Yan can make her wish come true sooner!" Late at night, just before midnight, a dark figure stumbled out of the Villa. “This is killing me!” In the moonlight, Li Ba’s plump face looked pale and ashen, with a thin sheen of sweat on his forehead. He never imagined he was capable of such feats—under the seduction of that irresistibly alluring woman, he’d managed to take care of himself seven times in a single night. “Seven-Time Lover”—or “Qi Lang” for short. When that seductive woman affectionately bestowed the title “Qi Lang” upon him, Li Ba’s vanity was thoroughly satisfied. But when she tossed a thick stack of bills his way, Li Ba took one look and nearly fainted on the spot. One thousand jin of grain coupons! And that was after the discount. The VIP shows put on by that flirtatious woman charged higher and higher fees with each performance—starting at twenty jin of grain coupons and climbing all the way to five hundred jin for the final show. And that didn’t even include the cost of beer. It was nothing short of robbery! Li Ba, of course, refused. Even if he had the money, he wouldn’t let anyone treat him like a sucker—not to mention he only had a total of fifty-seven jin of grain coupons in his pockets. Just as he was about to renege on the bill, two dark gun barrels were pressed against his forehead. The two guys who’d been selling tickets at the door had appeared out of nowhere, their faces twisted with fury, threatening to shoot him on the spot if he didn’t pay! Li Ba was filled with regret! Tears streaming down his face, he pulled out every grain coupon he had and knelt before this gang of con artists, begging them to give him a few more days—he promised to pay back every last grain coupon he owed. Since these people were after money, not his life, they readily agreed. That slut Zhou Yan had him write an IOU and gave him ten days to pay. If he failed to pay by the deadline, the previous home purchase contract would be voided, and the 1,000 jin of grain coupons he’d paid as a down payment would be forfeited. “Spending over a thousand jin of grain coupons on a striptease—it’s an outrage!” Li Ba raised his eyes to the sky and the bright moon, letting out a cry of grief and indignation in his heart. Afterward, dejected, he made his way home on wobbly legs to go to sleep.
