NIKKE: The Apocalypse Arrives, But the System is 100 Years Late

Mo Chen and Neon locked eyes, staring at each other in complete silence.

The atmosphere froze.

Mo Chen's headache grew worse by the second.

He had no idea how long Neon had been awake, nor did he know what—or how much—she had seen.

Neon made a few muffled sounds, pointed at Mo Chen's hand, then at herself, shaking her head slightly as if to say she wouldn't scream.

Only then did he cautiously remove his hand.

"I saw everything," Neon whispered.

Her voice was as soft as a gentle breeze brushing across a lake—light and low.

But to Mo Chen, it was like a thunderclap.

She saw?! Saw what, exactly?!

He was just about to ask when he noticed her face, red as a ripe apple, her gaze lowered, refusing to meet his eyes.

At that moment, he understood.

Shit. Neon had definitely seen everything: there was no way to cover this up now.

Just as Mo Chen was scrambling for a way to explain, Neon spoke again.

And what she said stunned him to his core.

"Master... I want it too."

"…What?"

Mo Chen froze.

Did I hear that right?

Neon, now blushing furiously, kept her gaze down, but she mustered up the courage to repeat herself in a whisper.

Her voice trembled slightly, betraying her nervousness. Despite her attempt to appear composed, her emotions were a tangled mess, and her shy demeanor only made it more obvious.

In reality, she had been watching from the start—ever since Mo Chen and Rapi were in the living room. Later, when she saw Anis drag Mo Chen into the bathroom, her curiosity got the better of her.

She had snuck to the door, pressing her ear against it. But through a small gap—she saw.

And what she saw shook her to her core.

Her heart pounded so hard it felt like it would burst from her chest. She struggled to control her breathing, afraid of making even the slightest noise.

Anis… she's so wild!

It… it looked painful, but she kept telling him to go harder. Is it really that good?

And Master… so strong…

By the time she came back to her senses, her breath was uneven, her cheeks were burning, and she had already sneaked back into bed.

But sleep never came.

Because the sounds from the bathroom kept playing in her mind.

It was too intense!

Yet, beyond the excitement, there was also… a deep sense of loss.

Compared to Rapi, who could assist Master directly, and Anis, who was so bold and passionate, what did she have?

Even though she had always liked Master, she felt like she was getting further and further away from him.

Especially this time, both Rapi and Anis had ambiguous relationships with Master, even sharing that kind of intimate connection. But she was left out, and he didn't even glance her way.

Although she could comfort herself by saying she was Master's only disciple.

But in the end, Master was just Master.

The girl's heart was in turmoil. They used to be such close companions, but now it felt like she was being isolated.

And her admiration for Master made it even harder for Neon to sleep.

This can't go on!

So, she mustered her courage and said with a playful smile, "Haha, Master, I was just joking earlier. You didn't really believe me, did you?"

Mo Chen snapped out of his thoughts, his expression turning slightly strange, and his gaze at Neon shifted.

"Neon…"

Before he could finish, Neon interrupted.

"Hehe, don't worry, Master. I won't tell anyone about you and Anis. Hmph, but Master, you've got to give me something in return…"

Her hand slipped out from under the blanket, making a gesture as if asking for a bribe, trying her best to appear calm and composed, whispering jokes just like during their usual playful banter.

Mo Chen sighed.

"I know what you're saying. But shouldn't you put on your underwear first? You're not a kid anymore."

When the blanket was covering her, he hadn't noticed, but now that a corner of the blanket was lifted, he couldn't help but remind her.

In his heart, Neon was his disciple, and sometimes, he even treated her like a daughter.

But these words made the hesitant girl suddenly sit up straight.

"I am wearing them!"

Neon suddenly threw off the blanket, her slender body flipping over like an agile cat. Before Mo Chen could react, she was already straddling him, her delicate hands pressing against his chest, her carefully manicured nails digging lightly into his skin.

Master had said it before: opportunities are something you seize yourself. Moving forward bravely is the way of firepower!

She wanted to be cherished by Master, to receive his care, just like Anis, not to be treated like a stranger.

Mo Chen was stunned, his gaze involuntarily shifting downward.

She was indeed wearing them: a cute lace pair of panties.

But they were pulled down to her knees.

"Master!" Neon's emerald-green eyes locked onto Mo Chen's, as resolute as a soldier ready for a final stand. "I want it too!"

"Huh?"

Those words left Mo Chen dumbfounded.

"What are you talking about?"

"I want it too, just like Anis!"

"Huh?"

Do you realize this is like betraying your master and overthrowing your ancestors?

Neon was clearly extremely shy, her face as red as an apple, but she clenched her teeth, determined. Her eyes shone with a resilient light, as if she wouldn't back down no matter the difficulty.

"Master, I like you."

Mo Chen's heart warmed, and he swallowed hard.

Does she realize she's not wearing any clothes right now?

"Get down first."

Mo Chen spoke with difficulty, his voice slightly hoarse.

Did she not realize how enticing she was?

The weight of the girl's entire body was pressing down on him as she straddled him, and Mo Chen's hands rested on her thighs, the sensation clear and vivid. Her smooth skin felt as silky as satin, slippery to the touch.

"I'm not getting down!"

Neon showed no signs of backing down. Once she had broken through her psychological barriers, she became fearless and charged forward. "Master, no matter what you say, I'm going to do it!"

Feeling that her words might not fully convey her determination, she added,

"This is what you taught me!"

She wasn't some melancholic girl who wallowed in self-pity. Charging forward was her motto!

Mo Chen almost wanted to shout, "I never taught you this!!!"

At the same time, he felt a headache coming on.

In his heart, Neon was a pure and good kid.

The constant stimulation from the girl was testing his nerves and he could feel his resolve gradually crumbling.

Especially where she was sitting.

And her thin nightgown did nothing to block Mo Chen's enhanced vision.

Neon was resolute. No matter how much Mo Chen tried to push her away, she wouldn't budge, clinging tightly to him like a koala.

Mo Chen felt an even stronger headache coming on.

Once this girl set her mind on something, there was no changing it.

Just like her love for firepower—charging forward without hesitation, never admitting defeat.

That stubbornness was both her strength and her greatest flaw.

Once she made up her mind, not even ten oxen could pull her back.