Happy Little Farmer -
Chapter 521
Chapter 521: Chapter 521
He indulged seriously for a while before Yang Fan turned his attention to the two girls.
He was indeed quite interested in that mysterious grand prize.
"Do you two want to come in and soak for a while? It’s pretty spacious in here," Yang Fan said.
The two girls giggled, exchanged a smile, and without refusing Yang Fan’s invitation, they undressed at the side of the bath and climbed in.
Yang Fan completed the first stage, the bathhouse, almost without a ripple.
He came out clean and joyful.
It looked like the owner of this place was absolutely ambitious, even more ruthless than Diwu.
Yang Fan hadn’t experienced the rest yet, but from what he had just experienced with the bathhouse, he was willing to call it a supreme luxury.
The two girls were not only obedient and cute, skilled at serving, but they were also savvy, taking care of Yang Fan in every possible way.
After coming out, Yue He and Yue Li reconnected with him and led Yang Fan to another room.
Although the environment was still very classy, to put it plainly, this room was for ear picking, massage, cupping, and the likes, still attended by two young and beautiful girls.
Yang Fan first enjoyed the required procedures, then he got down to business.
He took on the challenge with the two girls one more time, handling both of them by himself.
The third room was quite interesting.
It turned out to be a sickroom.
When Yang Fan first entered, he was taken aback out of habit, taking a second look before realizing.
This must be the start of the role-playing scenario.
He was familiar with this.
Although he had never personally experienced it, he had seen plenty of it.
This time, there was one girl inside, dressed as a nurse.
She started by giving Yang Fan a set of muscle-relaxing and blood-invigorating compressions, then she began to move on to the main event.
Yang Fan, the patient, plunged into the nurse right there on that narrow hospital bed.
She cried out loudly, her shouts resounding to the heavens, startling both the living and the dead.
This was the most intense cry among the five girls Yang Fan had encountered so far.
Afterwards, Yang Fan moved on from room to room.
By the time he reached the sixth room, Yang Fan finally began to feel a hint of weariness.
The sixth stage was here.
He had completed two-thirds of all the services offered by the clubhouse, and the end was not far off.
The most interesting part of their design was that each time you switched places, you first experienced other services, providing plenty of time to rest while gently arousing and entertaining slowly.
Even though Yang Fan had passed six stages, he didn’t feel bored.
If it was like battling continuously, finishing here and immediately starting dryly with the next, let alone six stages, Yang Fan doubted he could last through three.
It’s secondary whether the body is tired or not; the key is the mental interest in the activity.
But the way they did it here, it almost completely diminished that aspect.
That rest, either incredibly tender or extremely erotic, could always sustain one’s interest.
It really was like opening a mystery box; having completed the previous tasks, you become even more curious about what comes next.
"You’re so impressive, sir, reaching the sixth event already," said the girl.
As they left the room, Yue He and Yue Li greeted them with faces full of surprise and joy.
They still referred to Yang Fan as they had at the beginning, addressing him respectfully as ’sir.’
Yang Fan had found the honorific somewhat delightful during the meal, but now it felt a bit awkward.
"You two should switch to a more normal way of addressing me," Yang Fan said with a smile. "What’s next?"
"Sir, no, I mean, does big brother need to rest a bit?" Yue He asked with a delicate voice, "We don’t have a set time here. It totally counts if you finish all nine challenges before you leave tomorrow afternoon."
Yang Fan glanced at the time. "No worries, I feel pretty robust."
This comment prompted a bout of laughter from Yue He and Yue Li.
"Then, we’ll take you to the next one," Yue Li said.
The seventh room.
This one posed more difficulty compared to the previous ones.
The room simply had a thick carpet laid down with various rings of different heights extending from the ceiling, nothing else—simple yet challenging.
In the room stood a girl dressed so scantily that it seemed like she was wearing clothes, yet also as if she wasn’t.
She immediately performed an aerial trapeze show for Yang Fan.
Then came a series of high-difficulty maneuvers.
The first six rooms combined probably didn’t deplete as much energy as this one.
But Yang Fan was now a complete cheater.
Just when his body started to feel a touch of fatigue, the Inner Qi in his Dantian, swirling like yin and yang fish, rapidly suffused through his body, sweeping away the tiredness like a retreating tide.
He fought like an indestructible cockroach, growing stronger with each battle.
When Yang Fan emerged from the seventh room, energetic and with a satisfied smile at the corner of his mouth, Yue He and Yue Li’s mouths hung open, their eyes wide as large bells.
"Mr. Yang, aren’t you tired at all?" Yue Li couldn’t help but ask.
Yang Fan shook his head. "I’m young and vigorous, so it’s normal for my body to be a bit better."
"That’s probably not quite normal," Yue Li said with a wry smile. "The most impressive member we had here made it to the sixth station and nearly passed out. He fell asleep in the room itself. It was so alarming our boss had the doctor on contracted stay for most of the night, until we were sure everything was fine, and only then did we let the doctor leave."
"At the seventh room, Mr. Yang, you have already set a new record for us."
Yang Fan smiled. "That’s because they all overexert themselves, not regularly exercising enough."
"The member I just mentioned has been a fitness trainer for over a decade and has a very muscular build," Yue He said.
"They’ve developed what’s called ’dead muscle,’ which might look good, but is not very functional. I might be sounding boastful, but most fitness trainers probably couldn’t withstand a single slap from me," Yang Fan said. "To truly exercise well, the ancient techniques passed down by our ancestors are the best."
"Externally, the muscles may not look as prominent, but internally, there’s a richness to them, with great strength."
"I believe it!" Yue He said emphatically. "You’ve proven it yourself, sir, I dare not disbelieve."
"Mr. Yang, if I may be so bold to ask, is it something girls like us can practice?"
"The Eight Section Brocade, whoever uses it speaks well of it," Yang Fan said.
Even though he shifted the credit to practicing Ancient Techniques, away from utilizing Inner Qi as a cheat,
the Eight Section Brocade was indeed effective, with unanimous praise from those who practice it.
Anyway, that’s what they say online. Yang Fan himself had never practiced it.
"But it’s very difficult," Yue He said with a pout.
Yang Fan smiled. "If you want to be lazy, of course you’ll never succeed at anything. These exercises are good, but they’re really tough on the lazy. They utterly defeat laziness, and there’s no such thing as quick success in the world of martial arts."
"That’s disheartening..." Yue He muttered with a pout.
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