I Shall Cuck Everyone

Chapter 375 Ophelia's Assistance

I still prefer the old Roth, the battle maniac. But alas, he is still my friend. After chatting for a while, Roth decides it is time to leave. I escort him to the teleporter station and watch as he disappears into the void.

Once he is gone, I return home and stand on the balcony, gazing at the sky. Today, I promised myself that all my women would sleep with me. But as I reflect, I realize how fast time is slipping away.

It feels like just yesterday I arrived here, yet the days have flown by without me noticing. Before I leave this place, I want to achieve something truly significant—something that will leave a lasting mark on the vampire world.

{Master.}

Yes, Mimi?

{We're finally alone.}

Yeah, we are. That sounded lewd.

{You seem worried. Should I cheer you up? Also, Guida's dying to see you.}

Mimi, I've been thinking. I want to turn the vampire planet into a place that draws attention, a top-tier tourist destination. What do you think I should do?

{First, you'll need an artificial sun. Most races aren't cold-blooded like vampires and prefer warm, sunny environments. If you introduce that along with our advanced infrastructure, the vampire planet could easily become a major tourist hotspot.}

But wouldn't that alter the essence of vampire culture? The vampire lords might not even agree to such a drastic change.

{Master, as you know, most vampires dislike humans. If you frame it as a move to surpass human achievements, they'll support it. You could also pitch it as a way to help vampires adapt to sunlight, which is their greatest weakness. Over time, they'll adjust to it, and it'll make your race stronger.}

That's actually a solid idea. However, there's only one person capable of creating an artificial sun powerful enough to illuminate the entire planet.

{Edgar Frost.}

Exactly. And the only way to find him is through two people; the Celestial Monkey Emperor or Ophelia.

"Fine," she mutters, giving in. She slips them on, and as expected, they fit her perfectly. Smirking, she steps closer, pulling me into a kiss before reaching for her bra.

"I'd love to spend the whole day like this, but we might get caught by Zella," Ophelia says, finishing putting on her outfit and moving to apply her makeup.

"Mom, I made you some panc—Jake?" A voice interrupts as the door swings open. Standing there is Zella, a plate of pancakes in her hand.

"Zella."

"Jake," she says, narrowing her eyes. "I thought you were gone? What are you doing here, in my mom's room?"

Luckily, Ophelia and I had already put some distance between us before Zella entered. She was seated on a small chair in front of her mirror, calmly applying makeup, looking like she had nothing to hide.

"Yes, I did leave," I say confidently, "but when I came back, I couldn't find her. I looked around, knocked, and she asked me to come in."

Zella's eyes soften. "I see... But why are you here?"

"I needed her help with something important. I'm looking for Edgar Frost," I reply.

"Oh, Edgar? The scientist who helped us build our home and the sun around it? That makes sense," Zella says, her suspicion fading completely.

She places the plate of pancakes on the table. "Well, I just wanted to drop these off. I'm going to check on Xander. By the way, before you leave, spend some time with your baby, okay?" she says with a playful wink before leaving the room.

The moment the door closes, I exhale sharply in relief.

"That's why I said we should be careful," Ophelia says with a laugh. "Imagine if she'd caught me being plowed from behind. Ha!" Her laughter is infectious, and I can't help but join in.

Once her makeup is done, Ophelia turns to face me. "I know where Edgar Frost is. The problem is, he's a very busy man and rarely acce

pts visitors. But I'm sure he wouldn't refuse to see me," she says with a sly smile.