Bronya's plan to seduce Brother was a major success.
Although it would be a little painful at first, and Brother Jun An also said "the road is difficult," as long as she was properly "expanded" by Brother, she would eventually be able to adapt.
But there were still drawbacks. Because she got too addicted and forgot the time, Bronya had to work overtime with Brother Jun An at night to finish the work she had originally planned for today.
Nighttime. The lights were still on in the Principles Studio of the E.T. Studio Company building. Bronya was working overtime inside.
"Mmph, can't Brother just go out?"
Bronya sat on the Captain's lap, who was sitting cross-legged. In front of her was a coffee table, and on the coffee table was Bronya's work laptop.
Her hair was tied into a single ponytail, still emitting a misty vapor from her recent shower. She wore only a thin shirt, and at least she was wearing a skirt underneath. If someone burst through the door, she could stand up immediately.
Of course, there was another possibility: she might freeze up due to excessive nervousness, but Bronya was confident she could remain calm in any situation, so naturally, she wouldn't freeze.
Because Brother was too infatuated with the "tight" feeling, Bronya couldn't go to her original workstation.
Faced with his little sister's complaint, Jun An naturally couldn't just leave.
Unlike Theresa, Little Vita, and Little Griseo, those legal lolis who had lived for tens or even tens of thousands of years, this was a real loli!
Jun An sniffed the shampoo scent in Bronya's hair. Hearing her words, he immediately put on a woeful expression.
"Eh, when I first came, you told me to go harder. Now that you're satisfied, you want me to leave? What exactly is Brother in your eyes? Am I just a tool for your sexual release?"
Bronya knew her brother was deliberately playing for sympathy, but she still tried to negotiate with Jun An.
"But I need to work now."
Bronya's beautiful eyes showed a hint of resentment. "I thought it would be over in two hours at most. Who knew Brother would take so long? I'm a working person now too."
"Aren't you a leader now? Can't you just postpone it for a day or two?"
Jun An hugged Bronya's small waist, reluctant to let go. "Let me help you adapt."
Because Bronya's body adapted relatively poorly, Jun An had been busy helping her adapt all afternoon, yet she still hadn't fully adapted to the size of Jun An's "weapon."
To help her expand her "capacity," Jun An had maintained this position. It definitely wasn't because he was reluctant to leave his sister's "acupoint"!
"Isn't it precisely because I'm a leader that I need to lead by example?" Bronya retorted.
In the original storyline, Bronya hadn't yet become a high-level executive at E.T. Studio by the age of sixteen. But the Bronya in this world's setting was different; she had been trained by Jun An and had "brought funding to the group."
Needless to say, with the Herrscher of Reason's ability, making money was easy. The key was Jun An's hellish training, directly throwing her into a "little black room" to study.
During the Great Honkai period, to enhance Bronya's combat power and allow her to keep up with the main trio, Jun An had locked Bronya in the little black room to study hard.
Among the thirteen Herrschers, the Herrscher of Corruption and the Herrscher of Reason had the highest growth potential, belonging to the type of Herrschers with extremely high upper limits and extremely low lower limits.
And in this world setting where enemies were three times stronger and protagonists one-third weaker, the best way for Bronya to keep up with Mei and Kiana was naturally to study, constantly study. Not only did she have to make up for the nine years of compulsory education she missed, but she also had to learn a series of basic knowledge in a short period.
Under Jun An's meticulous guidance, Bronya, even before her "ascension," had the strength to rival an ascended Herrscher, directly surpassing Kiana, the Herrscher of Flamescion with three cores, in terms of mechanics.
Because Bronya had once been locked in the little black room by Jun An to diligently study knowledge related to the Herrscher of Reason, coupled with her inherent genius, her foundational knowledge was incredibly solid.
Although she still lacked some experience to be a minor company leader at the knowledge level, even if she had no experience, she had money. She directly "brought funding to the group," immediately able to be her own client and start her own projects.
The only trouble was that game production consumed more time and mental energy than Bronya had imagined.
"Then I'll help you."
Jun An thrusted against Bronya, causing her to glare coquettishly at her unscrupulous brother.
Bronya was sure that if a normal girl of her size were in this situation, she would have been pierced through by his "spear."
"How can you help?" Bronya couldn't help but roll her eyes, her face flushed, unsure if it was from anger or a natural reaction.
The cute girl's anger still made Jun An's heart race, making him want to bully her even more.
But Jun An still resisted the urge to continue poking her. After all, her "depth" and physiological resistance were no match for Theresa's, nor was she as tolerant of him as Theresa. If he really broke her, it would be over.
But Jun An still couldn't resist mischievously gripping her slender waist, saying defiantly, "How can I not help? You should know, I am the Hyperion Captain who pacified the Herrscher of Corruption relying solely on programming!"
Bronya rolled her eyes at him again, then said while typing on the keyboard, "Are you referring to the time you copied and pasted 3,000 EB of hard drive space to feed to the Herrscher of Corruption?"
Back then, the problem of the Herrscher of Corruption truly made the whole world tremble.
Corrupting data, corrupting souls, corrupting bodies – it was an absolute "mechanics monster," a Herrscher practically born to target human civilization.
In the internet age, if the Herrscher of Corruption connected to the external network, basically the entire world would be doomed.
But Jun An had prepared for three months. For three months, he had been forcing Bronya to produce a large number of USB drives – military-grade storage hard drives, each one incredibly heavy.
And Jun An himself wrote a piece of code. The content of the code was very simple: copy the sentence "I am the Hyperion Captain's O-Maid," copy it endlessly, copy it endlessly.
Soon, Jun An had 800 ET of "I am the Hyperion Captain's O-Maid," 400 ET of "Captain is the greatest!", 600 ET of "As long as Captain is happy, I am willing to dedicate everything!", and 1,000 ET of "I love Captain the most!" on hard drives.
The final 100 ET of space was a small portion of "Fight for the beauty of the world," and it was used to fool the doctors, along with a game about a maid, Slave Girl Sylvie.
Under the onslaught of massive amounts of data, the newly born Herrscher of Corruption, much like the Herrscher of Sentience being forcibly "whitewashed" by Fu Hua's memories, was instantly overwhelmed and stupefied.
She was successfully "whitewashed" by the Captain.
Now, the Herrscher of Corruption was probably still acting as a tool in Schicksal, helping Theresa manage Schicksal and serving as Schicksal's firewall.
Regarding the Captain's methods, Bronya could only say it was "harmful to public morals," but truly, it was only harmful to public morals.
"Just tell me, did I or did I not subdue the Herrscher of Corruption relying solely on a keyboard!"
Jun An pinched one of Bronya's "beans" with one hand, saying unhappily, "If it weren't for me, the whole world would be doomed!"
Bronya snorted lightly, her face flushed red as if with a fever. "But even if you say that, it's useless. Just like how no matter how much you pinch, they won't get bigger, you don't know how to program."
Jun An's skills were multifaceted, but almost all of them were broad rather than deep. If Jun An were to do some simple scripts or code, he'd be fine, but to have him make a AAA masterpiece, that would be sorely lacking.
"Alright then."
Jun An indeed couldn't. So he picked Bronya up and made her lie face down. "Then I'll just go for one more round and then leave."
Bronya immediately blushed, her eyes filled with deep affection for her brother, and she nodded slightly.
But in her heart, she was also certain, "Brother definitely won't stop at just one."
If it were before she had experienced such things, she might have believed such deceptive words. After all, a normal man only has a few rounds in him. Although Bronya had read countless "manuals" and watched numerous "films," she also knew that there weren't many who could make a girl scream without resorting to drugs.
Moreover, Brother's body was still that of a child. She initially thought five or six rounds would be his limit.
At first, Bronya even naively thought about how she should comfort Brother if he, as a virgin, emptied his "magazine" right after entering the "door."
Even if he was a "small fry," Bronya would have accepted it. After all, she liked Brother as a person, not his "O-stick." Doing it with him was merely to confirm their relationship and solidify her position.
She had even mentally rehearsed comforting words for the Captain, things like "small is also cute," "soft is also gentle," "short is also comfortable," "I'm satisfied with just one round."
But she was wrong. This brother had definitely made quite a few girls bleed before her!
He was even so skilled at kissing!
However, because her brain had been turned completely blank by the Captain, and he had also "poured out everything he had," Bronya naturally forgave him.
Anyway, Bronya was just a child who hadn't even completed her nine-year compulsory education. She had even once thought about letting the entire orphanage become Brother's "crystal palace."
But thinking about it now, it was truly laughable. This evil thing must be sealed within Bronya's body; he absolutely must not be allowed to bring disaster upon the others in the orphanage!
Bronya definitely wasn't lusting after Brother's body! She was just thinking for the sake of the orphanage children.