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BONUS CHAPTER
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Zane washed his hands and took out his phone, where a video was playing. A frail middle-aged person gradually transformed into the Hulk, emitting a violent aura of green under intense green light. The Hulk then went on a rampage in the laboratory, finally lifting a cabinet and smashing the camera. The video ended.
"Has the Hulk been born? Looks like I need to step up my pace," Zane pondered while sitting on the sofa.
"Skynet, I entrust the Cosmic Cube to you. Get it for me at all costs. And, of course, be discreet, don't let anyone discover it was my doing. Anyone who obstructs, kill without mercy."
"Okay, boss."
Zane finally breathed a sigh of relief. He believed that with Skynet's capabilities, it could surely get its hands on the Cosmic Cube. Originally, he had thought about adopting a conciliatory approach, creating some kind of accident to make S.H.I.E.L.D. voluntarily transfer the Cosmic Cube, allowing him to strike from an unexpected angle. But now that the Hulk had appeared, the arrival of characters like Quicksilver, the Hydra army, and others was not far off. The Marvel Universe was about to unfold, and Zane couldn't afford to be so leisurely.
Although Skynet didn't have a physical form, Zane believed that with Skynet's learning abilities, it could surely create something like a robot. Wasn't that what Ultron did? If worse came to worst, Skynet could also hire those mercenaries who cared more about money than principles to snatch it.
While Zane was still contemplating how to reap all kinds of benefits before the plot began, the bathroom door opened.
Anna emerged with Lorna, who was now wearing Zane's white shirt. She had on oversized boxers and looked nothing like the beggar-like appearance from earlier. The freshly cleaned Lorna appeared like a delicate porcelain doll, her exquisite features appearing exceptionally charming beneath the snowy-white skin.
The only flaw was that Lorna seemed particularly frail, as if a gust of wind could blow her away. Zane's shirt hung loosely on her, two sizes too big, and the bruises from the recent beating made Zane particularly distressed.
Yet, this highlighted Lorna's vulnerability, evoking an impulse to protect her.
"Boss, there weren't any clothes for this girl in your house, so I borrowed your clothes."
"Uh-huh, no problem."
Zane expressed that he didn't mind at all. Moreover, women wearing white shirts had a unique charm. Although Lorna was still young, her alluring temperament had already begun to take shape.
"Cough, what about pants?"
Zane coughed a couple of times to cover up his earlier perverted thoughts.
"The pants are too big; I can't wear them." Lorna looked at Zane with shyness, lowering her head. However, she felt a hint of joy in her heart, after all, making oneself pleasing to others was a woman's art.
"Alright, let's have dinner first. I didn't prepare today, but tomorrow I'll take you shopping for clothes."
"Okay."
"By the way, Anna, have you eaten?"
Anna rolled her eyes at Zane, then cleverly mentioned that she had already eaten before leaving.
Zane secretly praised himself for choosing the right assistant.
Meanwhile, Lorna had no interest in watching Zane and Anna's banter. She eagerly skipped to the dining table and, without delay, picked up the already prepared porridge, pouring it into her mouth.
Since leaving the bathroom, Lorna had followed the fragrance to the target. If it weren't for the consideration of the girl's shyness, she would have pounced on it earlier. Who knows how long it had been since she had eaten something warm.
Watching Lorna devour the food, Zane, with a still youthful face, displayed a small smile.
"Take your time; there's plenty more in the pot."
"Umm, it's delicious."
After enjoying three big bowls of porridge, although Lorna was still unsatisfied, her long-starved stomach began to protest. She could only reluctantly glance at the remaining porridge in the pot. Lorna vowed that this was the most delicious thing she had ever eaten in her life, surpassing even the fresh pizza.
Pizza had been the best thing Lorna had eaten in her 16 years of life.
Once Lorna finished eating, she sensibly began to clean up the bowls and chopsticks. Zane didn't stop her; after all, overly pampering Lorna might make her feel not happiness but unease.
"Lorna, come lie on the sofa."
Upon hearing Zane's words, Lorna instantly froze, her small face turning red.
"Could it be..."
"What are you thinking? I'm going to treat your injuries."
Seeing Lorna's face getting redder, Zane knew she had misunderstood. He quickly raised the bottle of arnica lotion in his hand, indicating his pure intentions.
This bottle of arnica lotion was left by Zane's parents. As a family with a gardening background, they knew the benefits of arnica lotion and always kept some at home.
"Oh."
Blinded by the misunderstanding, Lorna obediently lay down on the sofa, allowing Zane's warm hands to massage and rub her body. The combination of the heat from his hands and the stimulation of the arnica lotion on the wounds gave Lorna an unusual sense of pleasure. Unable to resist any longer, Lorna made a cute, kitten-like sound.
"Um..."
"The areas you can reach, you can apply yourself."
Zane was also in torment at the moment. After urgently helping Lorna with the wounds she couldn't reach, he handed her the arnica lotion, then headed straight to the bathroom. He needed to cool off; otherwise, he would definitely end up doing something foolish.
Considering Lorna's age, just 16, and her frail body due to prolonged malnutrition, it was really difficult to take action. If he did, Zane would surely egret it and want to slap himself a many times.
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