Chapter 260 - CH: 258 Three Minutes

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{Chapter: 258 Three Minutes}

White Queen wiped the saliva from her cheek with the back of her hand, frowning in disgust. "You absolute pervert! Even now, you still can't keep your hands—or lips—to yourself, and I'm still just a l¡ttl£ g¡rl!"

William chuckled, shamelessly grinning. "You're not that young anymore. You look about th¡rt££n, maybe f*urt££n."

White Queen's eyes widened in indignation. "Exactly! According to normal human development, I'm equivalent to a th¡rt££n-y£ar-*ld g¡rl. How is that not y*ung?!"

William shrugged, unfazed. "In ancient times, that was old enough to get married."

Her voice rose a pitch in outrage. "Is this ancient times?! Tell me! Are we in some prehistoric era now? Don't try to justify your creepy behavior by spouting outdated nonsense!" She shouted furiously as she felt something nudge her from behind. "And stop poking me with that ugly thing of yours!"

A long stick that had been attached to her belt had gotten caught between them and was bouncing awkwardly against her butt. Embarrassed, William quickly let her go, rubbing the back of his neck. "Relax! I was just trying to show my gratitude."

White Queen took several rapid steps backward, glaring at him like he was some untamed beast. "Then spare me your gratitude, thank you very much! I've had enough of it to last me a lifetime!"

William let out a sigh and sat back down on the edge of the bed. His expression turned serious. "Alright, alright. Let's stop messing around. We've got more important things to talk about. You already understand the situation with the T cells and the metamorphic cells in my body. What I need to know is—how long can they remain fused before they destabilize? Can you analyze that for me?"

White Queen's playful demeanor vanished, replaced by a focused calm. Her eyes glowed faintly with a pale green light as she scanned William from head to toe. The light traced along his body, mapping out internal structures before it pulled back and formed a 3D projection in the air before them.

"This projection represents the internal structure of your body," she explained, gesturing to the floating model. "These golden dots you see are your T cells and the metamorphic cells influenced by the flow Pill."

She pointed at the glowing clusters in the image. "Watch closely."

With a wave of her hand, she selected two golden particles from the display. "This one's a T cell," she said, holding the left glowing orb. "And this one's a metamorphic cell," she added, indicating the one in her right hand. "Now, I'll magnify them a thousand times for a clearer demonstration."

The two dots enlarged instantly, expanding into golden spheres the size of basketballs. They shimmered with a strange, metallic light as they hovered in her palms.

"Because of the Pill's effects, the outer membranes of both cells have transformed—they now share the same surface composition, which allows them to fuse temporarily."

She slowly brought the two spheres together until they touched. There was a brief shimmer of light, and the two balls began to merge, stretching into a horizontal figure eight—an infinity symbol of glowing gold. Then, as the fusion deepened, the shape pulsed and reformed into a single sphere, roughly three times larger than the originals.

"Fusion complete," White Queen said, nodding in satisfaction. "Now, I'm going to simulate what this new fused cell will look like in ten minutes, based on current stability levels."

Her eyes flickered with streams of scrolling data as she crunched the numbers. After a few seconds, she gestured to the display.

"Ten minutes in, and it's still perfectly stable. No sign of strain."

"Now let's go further," she said. "Let's see what happens at twenty minutes."

The cell started to show slight distortion. The smooth surface rippled, and faint cracks of energy shimmered across its golden form.

"It's starting to destabilize," Ada said from the side, watching intently.

White Queen nodded. "It's not critical yet, but we're approaching the threshold. Let's fast-forward to twenty-five minutes."

The shimmering ball began to shift once more. Slowly, it split at the center, elongating and reverting into the earlier figure-eight structure. Within seconds, the two halves began pulling away from each other.

"There," White Queen said, her tone firm. "At the twenty-five-minute mark, the fusion breaks down. The cells revert to their original forms and begin repelling each other. This is your biological limit."

William nodded thoughtfully, taking in the data. "So that's it. After merging, my T cells and the metamorphic cells can only remain fused for twenty-five minutes. After that, the fusion fails."

White Queen crossed her arms. "Yes, and when it fails, your body risks massive energy backlash and cellular dissonance. If you try to push beyond that limit, you could end up in a coma again—or worse."

William sighed, already running calculations in his head. "Then I'll have to work with the limit. Twenty-five minutes of power… It's not much, but it's better than nothing."

"That's right," White Queen confirmed, her tone crisp. "But this calculation only applies to your current human form. Once you transform into the Shining Quadruple Transformer state, the fusion time is drastically reduced due to the immense energy expenditure that form demands."

She paused for a moment, then continued thoughtfully, "Unfortunately, I can't retrieve accurate, real-time data from your transformed state. I've had to rely on estimations and run multiple simulations. Based on those, you can maintain the Shining Quadruple form for approximately three minutes—four at the absolute limit."

"Three minutes?" William blinked in disbelief. "Seriously? That's basically the same as Ultraman's transformation limit. What am I, a budget superhero now?"

Ada laughed gently. "That comparison is oddly accurate. You're just one color timer away."

William ignored the jab, rubbing his chin. "So, there's still no way to permanently stabilize the fusion between T cells and Transformium Meta cells?"

White Queen sighed and looked at him with a touch of helplessness. "I've been trying, honestly. But it's incredibly complex. The compatibility is delicate, and I haven't yet found a perfect solution. Still, you've developed a preliminary foundation—something I can build on. Now that the initial fusion is possible, I'll focus all my efforts on solving the rest."

William gave a satisfied nod. "It's in your hands now. If you can do it, I'll give you a reward."

White Queen raised her voice instantly, stepping back. "I don't want your so-called 'reward.' You either grope my butt or try to kiss me every time. You're a shameless pervert!"

"Come on," William said with a grin, shameless as ever. "It's a reward filled with love and appreciation."

"No—it's a reward filled with v*¡lat¡*n!" White Queen snapped. "It's a manifestation of your perversion." Her eyes gleamed, and the three-dimensional projection vanished in a stream of data, returning to her systems through her irises.

Just then, Ada spoke up, as if remembering something. "By the way... why did you break up with Pepper?"

William's face turned slightly more serious, contemplative. "I realized something. A fruit forced from the tree won't be sweet. I let her go. Gave her freedom."

"Tch. Do you think we'll believe that?" Alice interjected sharply. "Stop pretending to be noble. Haven't you f*rc£d yourself on enough women already?"

As one of the most prominent victims of William's unchecked lust, Alice's resentment was palpable.

"Calm down, calm down." William raised his hands innocently. "I was joking. Besides, I couldn't possibly take her with me to Asgard—it's practically suicide. That place is no joke. Too dangerous for her."

Ada narrowed her eyes. "She's with Jane Foster now. An astrophysicist, right? Who is that Jane? Don't say that there is no relationship between you."

William sighed dramatically. "It's just… a twisted fate. One of those tragic destinies."

Ada rolled her eyes. "Don't even try to spin it. Let me guess—she's your target?"

"You read my mind." William chuckled, pointing at her. "That's why you're my wifey. You and I understand each other without even speaking."

White Queen smirked, arms crossed. "A dog can't stop licking its own habits. Everyone knows what kind of man you are—a classic womanizer."

William turned to glare at her. "What did you say?"

White Queen feigned innocence. "I was just making a general statement. Why are you so quick to assume I meant you?"

He stared at her a moment longer before nodding. "Since you've been performed well, I'll let it slide. Now—what about that lackey, Justin? How's he doing?"

"Very obedient, as always," Alice answered. "He misses you terribly, by the way. Constantly asking us for news about you."

William scoffed. "News about me? That guy doesn't care how I'm doing—he just wants a bone tossed his way. As long as he stays loyal, that's all I care about."

Just then, the doorbell rang. Ding dong. Ding dong.

Outside, Justin stood quietly, expression twisted in frustration. This was supposed to be his property, but the access codes had been changed. He wasn't even allowed to enter his own place without permission.

"Speak of the devil." White Queen grinned. "Justin's here."

"Perfect timing," William said as he stood up and stretched. "Let him stew outside for half an hour. As for the rest of you—wives, go get dressed."

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