自慰走绳playy荡学院

The next morning, as soon as Jack Clark opened the door, he encountered Gwen Gail looking for Mathilda Ward.

The girl was dressed in a pink sleeveless long dress that reached her knees, with an outer layer of transparent pink pleated tulle, exuding youth and beauty.

Especially the pair of white fox ears on her head, they looked cute and charming as she hopped and skipped past Jack Clark with light steps.

Huh!

Gwen Gail stopped as she brushed past Jack Clark, a look of confusion crossing her face as she turned back and said, “That’s strange, how come I didn’t notice you just now, Brother Callum?”

With sunglasses on, Jack Clark replied calmly, “I’ve had some breakthroughs with my Concealing Breath Secret Method.”

“That explains it, to think I didn’t notice such a big person standing right here,” the fox-eared girl realized, then curiously added.

“Brother Callum, what Secret Skill are you practicing? It feels pretty amazing.”

Jack Clark casually replied, “Just the usual Hidden God Method, but like Cultivation Methods, its effect varies from person to person. In my hands, it’s just slightly stronger.”

“It does seem that way,” nodded the fox-eared girl, still feeling that something was off.

During their conversation, the two of them arrived at Mathilda Ward’s next-door suite, where the fox-eared girl bounced into the bedroom and called out, “Sister Ilisa, I want to go with you to try on the dresses.”

“Sure, you look so pretty, Gwen. Wearing those stage dresses you’ll look even more beautiful.”

“Hee hee, thank you for the compliment, Sister Ilisa. Though 1 feel you’re even more beautiful,” she said.

After Gwen Gail entered the bedroom, Jack Clark remained in the living room and flipped open the God Elephant Secret Book while sitting on the sofa.

The Spatial Channel was already complete, now it was time to continue deriving the secrets of the book.

He planned to directly enhance his attributes and breakthrough to the Seventh Layer Heaven soon, and as long as he enhanced the Secret Skills faster, he could soon break through the Eight but even the Nine Layers.

As for the Summoning Secret Skill, he would see after deriving the Seventh Layer’s methods.

By then, the Thunderflame Behemoth should have grown to Level 9, touching upon the divine rules, while the projection of the Emperor level Level 9 Giant Beast would then be his second trump card.

However, as soon as Jack Clark’s consciousness sank into the secret space, in the empty white world, a pair of Black Gold vertical pupils slowly appeared.

They were unmistakably the Void Double Pupils.

At this moment, the Double Pupils manifested through his Spiritual Will, and when Jack Clark looked towards the Godly Dragon Elephant’s figure, the entire rune structure magnified in his view.

Under observation akin to that of a microscope with a hundred thousand times magnification, the deeper layers of the rune structure’s information appeared simpler and more understandable to Jack Clark’s eyes.

This was the so-called “seeing through falsehoods to gaze directly at the essence” mentioned in the notes.

About an hour later, Mathilda Ward and Gwen Gail finally came out from the bedroom and called out to the Jack absorbed in the Secret Book, “Brother Callum, we’re going to have breakfast first.”

“Hmm,” Jack’s eyes, with the Black Gold vertical pupils slowly disappearing, closed the Secret Book, and stood up.

The fox-eared girl exclaimed, “Just for a while and Brother Callum is already contemplating the Secret Book. You’re really dedicated to your cultivation.” Compared to Jack, Gwen Gail found two hours of daily practice to be dull and boring, and she would often rather play with her mobile phone or stroll with her fox beast.

Mathilda Ward smiled slightly, “That’s why Brother Callum is successful, never missing any chance to strengthen himself and slowly building up until a tower is formed from grains of sand.”

Jack just smiled in response to Mathilda Ward’s compliment and said nothing.

Although several factors contributed to his current status, his consistent effort since stepping onto the path of cultivation—continually practicing and battling without a moment’s slack—couldn’t be denied.

Of course, hard work was important, but that little bit of talent (attribute page, Giant Beast Avatar) was also crucial.

When the trio reached the dining room, they saw Damon Lopes in a Daoist robe, sitting at a table, eating breakfast while laughing foolishly at his mobile phone.

At this sight, Jack Clark couldn’t help but cough and chide, “Mr. Lopes, mind your image a bit. You’re an Innate Awakened One, can you not laugh so sleazily?”

“Alt… Really?”

Finding himself under the peculiar gaze of Mathilda Ward and Gwen Gail, Damon Lopes quickly sat upright, and his demeanor turned serious once again, regaining his air of suave detachment.

Damon Lopes greeted them warmly, “Sister Ilisa, Sister Moon, good morning.” The fox-eared girl giggled, “Good morning, Mr. Lopes. Were you just chatting with those beauties?”

“No, no, I was discussing life with them,” said Damon Lopes seriously, trying to maintain his image in front of the beautiful girls.

Jack sat down next to Damon Lopes, his eyes briefly scanning over the ‘sexy’ pictures and chat conversations on Damon’s phone, giving him a peculiar look.

The kind of “life” you’re discussing must be about ‘giving life’, I guess.

Just then, a black sedan pulled up slowly downstairs, and two young men in black military clothes stepped out carrying a black gold box.

Sizzle!!

A buzz of electricity came through Jack’s earpiece, followed by the receptionist’s voice, “Mr. Callum, there are two military Special Service Personnel downstairs looking for you.”

Jack’s gaze shifted subtly, “Please, ask them to come up, I’ll be waiting in the I7th-floor dining room.”

“All right.”

Soon, under the guidance of the hotel staff, the two imposing Special Service Personnel made their way up.

Jack Clark was already waiting at the door, and on seeing the Special Service Personnel, he courteously said, “Thanks for taking the trouble to deliver this personally.”

The leading young man replied solemnly, “No need for courtesy, Mr. Callum. Now, let’s proceed with the handover.”

With that, the three of them moved to the dining area, where one of the personnel connected to the network to record while the other solemnly placed the black gold case on the table, infusing it with True Strength..