Bored Gamer in Other World

Chapter 820 - 820 Thirty Four

The inside of her cunt would clung tightly on my dick as it held dearly on its conqueror like it was hesitant to give up its sojourn.

I paid no heed to her requests but only moved in reaction to the calling of my needs.

"PAK!"

"PAK!"

"PAK!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

And the rigorous sounds of fucking finally echoed in the night as two virgins rejoiced in the amazing pleasures of the flesh. HAHAHA!

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"Halt!"

"Ten bronze coins to enter!" an armored soldier barred my path into the city.

"Here's twenty coins, master." the beautiful lady on my left answered the soldier and lent the requirements for our passage while I stood to appear as dignified as I could.

Aurora was the one who carried my hard earned 201 bronze coins from yesterday and it was my job to look unperturbed by worldly things.

But I did know that it would have been better to arrive with antique carriages like the rest on the line. In the end, I just shook my head and lamented the foregone grand entrance I had wanted.

Can't really introduce them monster trucks in this dilapidated world.

"You may pass!"

"Where will we go master?" Aurora asked after we walked for five minutes in the vast expanse of the city.

Tall structures blessed our sight and the inside was a sea of people and commerce. It thrived with life this early in the morning.

"Our feet shall serve as our guide towards our aim, Aurora. One needs to be patient to get to where they want to be." I answered in nonchalance and kept the persona I adopted to perfection.

"Coiling dragon root for sale! Only 100 silver! I have only 3 in stock!"

"Lost cultivation manual of a lost era! Forbidden Sutra of the Seer! First come, first serve! Accepts Item trades only! Coins are not allowed!"

the merchants all advertised their wares as they called for the attention of the masses along the busy streets.

We also passed by these areas and I quickly concluded on how poor I was in this planet. Should I rob ordinary people?

No! I shook my head and immediately dismissed the idea. I was not a crooked bandit. Those people like the ones I met yesterday were also living hard lives themselves.

"Computer, show me the map of this city." I instructed with my mind and a clear depiction of the planet was zoomed before my eyes.

"Why is that place marked green?" I asked.

"You have already taken an influence on that area and its people, Clone No. 9,364,711,813,098.

It is your duty to safeguard your dominion until everything on this little rock shall be the host's domain and no others. Get it now?" a familiar sarcastic answer responded instead.

"Hello there, Wise Sage Nomad! Can you point me to the right direction and show me to a hospital in this city?" I replied cleverly.

And after a breath, an arrow appeared before my eyes, indicating the directions which to follow.

"Thank you!" I exclaimed in my mind and looked at the gorgeous woman beside me. She was perhaps 18 or so but the delicate features on her face would guise her much younger than her current age.

I felt the stirrings of another erection and to think that I had fucked her a second time just an hour earlier.

This is bad. I was getting addicted to the lures of the flesh already. Well, fuck it! There's no time like the present. HAHAHA!

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"What's wrong, master? Are you thinking about doing that thing again?" Aurora asked after she was used to this kind of look from me already.

It was the kind of gaze which spouted off flames of naked desire. One she experienced twice in the short span of mere hours.

"I am only appreciating beauty worth noting, Aurora. You are very lovely today." I skillfully deflected. Lewd admissions were for the foolish hearts.

And I was not one of those crass bastards. I belong to the gentleman class through and through. I held my yearnings down and consoled myself.

I could fuck her later tonight. Now was the time to make my presence known in this city and make some more money.

"Let's go, Aurora." I led the way while my sexy companion followed me silently behind.

"Who are you?" an old man asked after we got to our destination. This was a big building with cleaner ambience that the rest of the city. It accompanied a serene aura of healing and health.

"I want to use my knowledge as a resident doctor in this abode of the sick." I answered sagely and the old man scrutinized my form with clear piercing eyes.

"So you are a healer? Come, come. Welcome, Master?" the old man asked and waited for me to fill in the blanks.

"You can call me Master Clone No. 9,364,711,813,098. That is my name." I was forced to say my horrid designation because I really can't do otherwise.

Our brilliant maker programmed us to say these lengthy inhumane name to perhaps remind us emulations of who and what we were. A mere copy of his divine self.

I shook my head to set the negative thoughts aside. Lamenting my identity was an exercise of futility.

"Greetings, Master! I am Old Man Dylan. You can address me as Dylan. I'm one of the keepers in this establishment. Please come with me." Dylan hobbled inside and I followed him with measured strides.

"Sister Roselyn, we have a new healer in the city. This is…" the old man introduced me but failed to remember the exact numbers of my name. Not that I blamed him.

If the information was not ingrained into my brain, I too, would have trouble recalling the strings of numbers that composed my sorry identity.

"Hello there, Sister Roselyn. I am Master Clone No. 9,364,711,813,098. I hope I can lend my assistance in this temple of healing."

I smiled at the veiled lady and inspected the lovely curvaceous figure that her robes failed to hide beneath them.. I watched her pause for words the moment she raised her head from her seated form.