[Midnight] [The twelfth day of the closed beta (Game Time) is about to begin] [Players are about to enter the world of Destiny] [Current Survivors: 756,650] [Real-world deaths today: 37] [Notice: 18 days remain in the closed beta. Please complete your class advancement as soon as possible.] [Player Lin Mo has selected "Direct Physical Descent" mode] [Teleport Countdown... 3, 2, 1—] [Descent!]
Lin Mo opened his eyes to the brocade canopy above, embroidered with Cloud Patterns that glimmered softly in the candlelight.
Several warm bodies pressed tightly against him beneath the brocade quilt, soft and fragrant, entwined all around him.
Chun Lan lay sprawled over his chest, her long hair scattered across him. Her face was buried in the hollow of his neck, her breathing even and deep, with a satisfied smile still lingering at the corners of her lips.
Xia Zhu rested on his right arm, one leg draped over his waist. Her wheat-colored skin shone with an oily sheen beneath the candlelight.
Several other women were also sprawled haphazardly throughout the tent. Some were curled beneath the covers, some leaned against his side, and some used his legs as pillows.
The tent was thick with the heavy scent of semen, mixed with cosmetic fragrance and sweat, enough to make one lightheaded.
Lin Mo took a deep breath and gently pulled out his arm.
Xia Zhu mumbled in her sleep, turned over, and continued sleeping.
Lin Mo lifted the brocade quilt, carefully moved aside the arms and legs draped over him, broke free from the tender embrace, and stepped barefoot onto the felt carpet.
The carpet was cold. He rolled his neck, picked up the robe hanging from the rack, draped it over himself, and strode out of the sleeping tent.
A faint sliver of white had