Strategic Supplies

If it had been when Zhang Tie first came here more than a year ago, then faced with something like this, the greenhorn Zhang Tie would have done nothing but grow dry-mouthed, without the faintest idea what was happening. But over the past year or so, after being "steeped" in so many women, Zhang Tie's understanding of women had reached a level he could never even have imagined before. It was the kind of mastery born from practice, an intuitive understanding that connected everything; no one had taught him—it had simply come naturally.

Those greenhorns and pretty boys always thought that finding women required a slick tongue. What they did not know was that, many times, language was entirely superfluous in communication between a man and a woman. When a woman admired a man and was willing to open herself before him, she would naturally reveal her allure and charm through inadvertent movements of her body, and actively respond to the signals he sent her.

The outwardly dignified female lieutenant still sat upright behind the desk, her back straight and her eyes fixed on her typing, but Zhang Tie could already smell the restless scent radiating from her.

This had nothing to do with lewdness. In Tang De's words, it was the invisible life magnetic fields surrounding two people colliding, merging, conversing, and communicating. Love at first sight was the result of two people's life magnetic fields speaking to each other.

Starting with Teacher Daina, Zhang Tie had discovered that such mature women held an indescribable attraction for him. He liked women like this. Such women were like a Xianlong T9 sports car fueled by burning alcohol: no warm-up was needed to ignite them with ease, and once they started, they could instantly bring him the ultimate experience and that