Kevin Gets Taken Advantage Of for Free

Deep in the mountains, at the Super God Academy, since the battle in Sky Dome City a few days ago, the distribution and concentration of supplies here have significantly improved, clearly indicating that it is receiving more attention from above.

With increased exposure, the seven initial members not only became more ambitious but also saw their net worth multiply. The surrounding facilities were subsequently upgraded, and the originally quiet environment became more lively and noisy.

The commercial street on the outer side, jointly created by Anti-Entropy, St. Freya Academy, and the SCP Foundation, is gradually taking shape.

The Memory Battlefield, Virtual Abyss, Mech Piloting, and Contact with Anomalous Creatures are just some of the features that have become unique to this neighborhood.

For secrecy reasons, the first batch of service personnel were all special machine lifeforms, while the YoRHa Unit from Siberia served as the superiors of the ordinary machine lifeforms, responsible for security and the operation of the neighborhood.

Groups of young women, blindfolded or masked and dressed in lace combat outfits, strolled through the community, experiencing human life while guiding the order of the neighborhood. The atmosphere was leisurely and pleasant, and quite pleasing to the eye.

In the quiet coffee shop, a white-haired man, hunched over his desk reviewing documents, stretched his neck and shook his aching arms, clearly showing signs of fatigue.

At that moment, a delicate fragrance wafted from behind, and slender, nail-covered fingers rested on the back of Kevin's neck, gently kneading it with just the right amount of pressure.

As his body leaned back in the pull, the man's head buried itself in two soft mounds of flesh, a feeling of intoxication that was impossible to resist.

"Good day, Your Excellency..."

As Kevin looked up, the young lady Commander of the YoRHa Unit, who was wholeheartedly serving the savior, gave him a faint smile and spoke respectfully.

My direct subordinates are still the best. They only consider service issues, never compete or fight, and are easy to please to the extreme.

Having dealt with those highly individualistic and privileged young women for so long, Kevin was truly exhausted.

The YoRHa Unit, which was completely loyal to him, was like a gentle paradise that made him willingly sink into it. The commander, who always wanted to steal a moment of leisure from his busy schedule, could not refuse it.

As the man was deep in thought, the Commander stepped aside, smiled, pressed a button on the table, and the door opened slightly.

Dressed in black and white maid outfits and carrying trays, A2 and 2B stepped forward side by side and presented several plates of desserts to Kevin.

Compared to 2B's innocent earnestness, handling everything with care, A2 seemed somewhat perfunctory, showing little respect for their savior.

"When will you play a game of chess with me? My chess skills have improved a lot lately!"

"No way! You humans are too cunning, always resorting to trickery, especially you! You have no morals whatsoever!"

When Kevin asked to play, A2 crossed his arms and coldly refused, then didn't hesitate to expose Kevin's shameless behavior, such as stealing pieces, taking back moves, and flipping the table.

"From now on, go find 2B for these kinds of things. Anyway, this stubborn guy will never get angry no matter how much you bully him..."

Then A2 maliciously pushed 2B forward. Kevin looked at 2B, who was standing upright, solemnly pounding his chest and bowing, and immediately lost interest in teasing him, so he had no choice but to wave his hand and give up.

At this moment, the blonde Commander leaned forward with her ten fingers and gently massaged Kevin's temples. Based on the updated data from the mastermind, the White Queen, she lowered her head to the man's ear and gently blew on it.

"Do you need help with your physiological needs, sir?"

"The most awakened members of the YoRHa Unit have begun to be equipped with the latest model of human-simulated nervous system, an upgrade specifically targeting their erogenous zones..."

A tingling, numb sensation came over him, and Kevin's heart immediately started pounding. He swallowed several times to calm his restless body, then downed the warm coffee in one gulp and gave a dry laugh.

"We'll talk about it later..."

After all, he spent the entire two days of his stay in Sky Dome City strolling around with Shirley and Jill.

Every night, after the policewoman gave Shirley sleeping pills, she would sneak into her "good brother's" room to talk about life and ideals.

The two good buddies talked late into the night, and then unconsciously ended up in bed together.

Having been appeased by his "good brother," it would seem rather depraved to take action against the subordinates of the YoRHa Unit back home.

Faced with temptation, Kevin still hoped that his dwindling conscience could remain at peace for a while.

"At your service, sir..."

The Commander rose slightly, pounded his chest with his left fist, and spoke in a clear, melodious voice with a hint of human regret. Even before parting, his cherry lips left a tingling kiss on Kevin's cheek.

The Affliction of loss made the man have an urge to turn around and call out to the three beauties behind him. He took a deep breath and came to his senses.

It wasn't that my resistance was weak, but rather that these highly awakened robots from the YoRHa Unit were practically sentient.

Outside the door, the Commander leaned against the corridor, tapping his pointer with his right hand, and looked back at the figure sitting alone in the hall, seemingly still resentful about the rejection of the new system test request.

"That's strange. I clearly feel that his hormone levels have reached the standard for a human's desire to mate, so why is he refusing?"

Are there any key parts of our body structure that need adjustment?

Without hesitation, 2B stepped forward seriously and expressed his willingness to be the first test subject.

"I think... he prefers to be passive..."

"Next time, 2B and I will hold them down, and you can try first, Commander..."

A2 slightly raised her head, rolled her eyes, and sneered, completely confident.

At that moment, the person in the hall seemed to hear the discussion outside the door, staggered, and coughed violently.

Unable to comprehend this awkward situation, the three Yuhar Robot exchanged glances and stepped back. However, during this time, they were seriously discussing the feasibility of "forced entry."

Kevin's lips twitched slightly inside the room. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry at such a loyal subordinate.

After a moment of silence, the man opened the newspapers that Dukao had brought and used a red pen to circle some of the eye-catching headlines and contents.

From the few words above, it's clear that things have been quite turbulent along the southern coast lately.

Abnormal crustal movements have caused varying degrees of subsidence and fissures in multiple cities, resulting in rivers turning yellow and turbid, and large areas of vegetation dying off...

A few days ago, an underwater volcanic eruption caused a sparse fish population in nearshore waters, and a deep-sea fishing vessel, forced to set sail, even witnessed a sea monster...

According to experts, the unusual phenomena in the city can be largely attributed to the over-exploitation of groundwater, while the sea monster may simply be a large, conventional creature born from changes in the Earth's ecosystem...

Between the lines, Kevin only saw one sentence: stability is above all else.

However, Dukao, being a former soldier, was clearly not fond of this whitewashing tone.

Therefore, his strong sense of crisis prompted him to package some of the inside information into a newspaper and send it to Kevin, hoping that the Speaker, who was independent of the system, could secretly help him investigate.

Vegetation death... land subsidence... water pollution... sea monsters? What exactly is involved here?

Lacking crucial information, Kevin was at a loss and had no choice but to temporarily set aside his work and turn to greet today's client as the door opened slightly.

Chapter 708, Section 741: Kevin Gets Taken for Free

"I have a shipment of high-quality weapons that I need to sell, and I'm looking for a suitable agent..."

At the round table, Kevin waved his right hand, revealing a full array of samples, including standard American weapons, the Schicksal Gods Seat Series, and Anti-Entropy high-precision weapons.

"30/70 split..."

A silver-haired arms dealer, dressed in a white fitted suit and exuding a capable air, sipped a cup of black tea and smiled as he held up three fingers.

"Only 70%?"

Kevin frowned slightly, clearly not satisfied with the price.

"Sorry, 70% is distribution fees, and only 30% is your profit..."

The arms dealer smiled knowingly and patiently corrected him.

"Koko, could you be any darker?!"

Kevin was getting a little frustrated; his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he couldn't help but rub his temples and snort coldly.

"The agent isn't indispensable to you; he just heard I have an admirer and wants to give us a chance to cooperate and create a wonderful story."

"Slander! This is utter slander!"

Koko supported herself on the table and stood up, her expression somewhat indignant.

"Murata Himeko Valkyrie St. Freya Academy; Jill Hera, the Miss Wild Serpent; Thunder, the former commander of the Schrodinger Company's Imperial Army Commander..."

Kevin rolled his eyes, rattled off a string of names, and then looked somewhat heartbroken.

"I'm your idol..."

"Idols can't put food on the table. Everyone has to make a living these days. Former SCP Foundation Chairman... Mr. Kevin..."

Koko blinked, looked at her freshly painted nails, and whispered, displaying with unvarnished realism the title someone had lost.

"You must remember your time in the Middle East, right?"

"What Middle East? I've been busy expanding my business in Africa lately, and I was even received by the King of Republic of Wakanda. I'm quite busy..."

One of them played the emotional card, while the other feigned ignorance and dodged the question.

Sure enough, Koko is a woman with a strong sense of professional ethics; she's the kind who's obsessed with money.

Once a business model is established, all that nonsense about spiritual idols and the World Serpent, even the cute little boy you've been eyeing, is useless; none of that compares to the real value of the US dollar.

"At least a 40/60 split, I get 60% and you get 40%, these are all top-quality goods, priceless!"

Kevin's facial muscles twitched slightly, and he had no choice but to sit back down at the negotiating table, hoping to squeeze some money out of this female vampire.

Ever since Cocolia stirred things up, his aunts, one by one, have been eyeing his wallet, looking for an opportunity to vent their anger, each competing to be more extravagant and exploitative towards their husbands.

Now, he is not only heavily in debt, but he can't even afford the basic maintenance of the Hyperion.

If I don't find some extra income soon, I'll eventually be drained dry by these female confidantes, both openly and secretly.

In fact, the contest of funds is also a game of power between men and women. If you want a harmonious family and a carefree life in the future, you have to bear it all now, even if you're embarrassed!

While Kevin was looking for business partners, he suddenly discovered that an Arms Dealer was posing as a follower and mistress of the World Serpent was doing very well.

Previously, the person in question had ignored or remained silent, and the fact that the two had lived together was tantamount to a tacit admission.

Therefore, the opportunistic white-haired man, having exploited the loophole, connected with giants such as the Avengers, Anti-Entropy, and St. Freya, making a fortune and becoming a top arms dealer connecting seven continents.

"If the Speaker really wants to do business with me, we can agree on a 40/60 split, but I'll get 60% and you get 40%..."

Koko tapped her smooth forehead, thought carefully for a moment, and then reluctantly gave up 10% of the profit.

Meanwhile, the female Arms Dealer rolled her eyes and complained, shifting the blame to Kevin.

"Don't say I'm not taking care of you. You should know that you're currently being closely monitored by the SCP Foundation, Anti-Entropy, and St. Freya Academy..."

"Taking your order risks breaking ties with our previous big clients..."

"I have a large group of people working for me, and they all depend on this business for their livelihood..."

This group of women actually started an economic blockade. Kevin rubbed his forehead in exasperation, but he was somewhat skeptical of Koko's alarmist claims that she was putting herself in a vulnerable position.

Today, she saw the message and agreed to come, so she must be thinking of making a quick buck.

She's obsessed with money; you'd be better off believing a ghost than trusting her.

"At most, it'll be a 50/50 split. If not, we'll break up. Besides, I'll sue you for defamation to clarify our relationship!"

Kevin gritted his teeth, his face darkening as he revealed his bottom line, while also issuing a threat.

"The channels are expensive, okay? This is the market I worked so hard to develop. It's only 40% of the price. If you're not satisfied, I'll just take a loss and spend the night with you."

Koko refused to back down. In a flash, as if she had thought of something, she stood up, brushed her long hair behind her ears, then pursed her bright red lips, unbuttoned her collar, spoke seductively, and looked very confident, even a little eager.

Kevin's expression froze for a moment, and he pulled his chair back slightly. For some reason, he felt a sense of humiliation at being taken advantage of.

Even Cocolia, the Alliance Leader of Anti-Entropy, has to pay for an overnight stay, and you're asking me to pay? Have you no humanity?!

Where are the fans? Where are the admirers? Where are the mistresses?

They're definitely fake fans! No, they're fake haters in disguise!

Kevin now finally understands that inexplicable, heart-wrenching feeling—yes, it's the same feeling Princess...

"Four-six it is, pay immediately!"

The devastated savior slumped into a chair, tore open Spatial Rift, and presented the quantity and quality of the new weapons to the unscrupulous merchant Koko.

After the white-haired merchant in front of him further reduced the price, the down-on-his-luck savior finally managed to receive twenty million US dollars in payment.

In return, Kevin used spatial manipulation to teleport supplies to Koko's convoy.

Once everything was ready, Koko breathed a sigh of relief, confident she had made a fortune. Then, with a smile on her face, she leaned against Kevin and began to unbutton her white suit.

"No need for that. Just focus on your business, implement your ideas, empower the vulnerable to protect themselves, and incidentally earn some extra money to support yourselves..."

Kevin stood up, held Koko's delicate hand, and then bent down to button her clothes one by one, his tone solemn.

"Hmm, you've grown up..."

"However, she was cuter when she was little..."

Koko smiled gently, playfully pinched Kevin's cheek, a hint of regret and nostalgia in her eyes, then waved and turned to get into her car and leave.

The two gazed at each other until their shadows had completely disappeared from each other's sight before finally turning around.