The blue light of the Architect System flickered in the corner of Cheng's vision, a sharp contrast to the dim, flickering candlelight of the cottage.
[CURRENT MISSION: "The Gilded Cage" — PROGRESS: 65%]
[Sub-Task: Establish a secure perimeter. The High Priest's spies are within 50 meters.]
[REWARD: "Refined Gunpowder" & "Reinforced Steel" blueprints.]
Cheng's hand tightened around Heng's waist. The "Scholar" side of his brain was calculating the exact trajectory of the spies outside, while the "Alpha" side was burning with a protective, territorial heat.
The System's Stimulus
"Cheng... you're looking at nothing again," Heng whispered, his voice soft and worried. He reached up, his small hand tracing the Alpha's sharp, concentrated jawline. "Are you seeing the 'spirits' the Priest talks about?"
"I'm seeing the future, Little Soul," Cheng rasped. He looked down at Heng, and a new notification popped up.
[NOTIFICATION: Target 'Heng' feels 'Vulnerable'. Applying 'Possessive Aura' Buff...]
Cheng felt a surge of raw, dominant energy. He didn't just pull Heng closer; he lifted him, pinning the Omega against the heavy wooden beams of the cottage's loft. The "sweet-spice" scent of their bond—Sandalwood and Ozone—became so thick it was almost visible.
The Ultra-Long Spicy Blueprint
Cheng didn't wait for a question. He claimed Heng's mouth in a kiss that tasted of absolute ownership and 21st-century desperation. Cheng was methodical, his hands mapping every inch of Heng's skin as the System fed him data on the Omega's arousal levels.
[SYSTEM LOG: Affection +10... Bond Synchronization: 85%... Keep going, Host.]
The encounter was impressively long and detailed. Cheng worshiped Heng's body with a scholarly intensity, his thrusts deep and rhythmic, driving the "Tragedy" out of the Omega's soul. Every moan from Heng felt like a victory over the old world. Cheng marked the Omega's thighs, his chest, and his neck, ensuring that even if the High Priest looked at him, he would only see Cheng's seal.
"I am building an empire of steel and fire," Cheng groaned against Heng's skin, his hands gripping the Omega's hips so hard his knuckles were white. "And you are the only one who gets to sit on the throne. Everyone else... the White Lotus, the Priests... they are just dust under my boots."
The First Invention
As the morning light began to bleed through the cracks in the wood, a final ping echoed in Cheng's mind.
[MISSION COMPLETE: "The Gilded Cage" (Phase 1)]
[REWARD GRANTED: Blueprint for "The Dragon's Breath" (Handheld Fire-Lance).]
[NEW TASK: Humiliate the White Lotus (Lang) in front of the Minister.]
Cheng smiled—a dark, predatory expression. He looked at the sleeping Heng, then at the empty space where the "spirits" were supposed to be. He had the science. He had the system. And now, he had the weapons to make sure no one ever touched his Omega again.