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Leonard Churchill decided to stay in the Flood Gang Headquarters again.

He handed the bronze fragment over to Lord Nine Brown, all that was left was to play the waiting game.

Deciphering the Demon God Forbidden Skill¹¹ Supreme Tyrant Body” takes time.

Listening to the process invoked thoughts of interpreting scriptures, an endeavor that demanded delicate precision and might not fully bear fruit in the end.

Lord Nine Brown himself had spent many years trying to reach his current level of understanding with the shard he held in his possession.

Luckily, he now had experience, and his Law Comprehension was improving as he aged, meaning the process wouldn’t be too slow.

Leonard wasn’t in a hurry either.

Because the Flood Gang boss handed him the half of the secret skill he had already comprehended, suggesting that Leonard should try learning some of it in the meantime.

After all, it was not part of his Professional Sequence, hence, the learning threshold for the Fifty-two Demonic God Secret Skill was rather high.

Leonard chose the same place to reside, just like last time, in the Machinery Studio on the eleventh floor.

Seven Brown was quite pleased with this as well.

Although Leonard had given her much convenience by offering the Taren Ancient Language Dictionary in the past, having a live translator at her side was even better.

Just as they always did, one tinkered with machinery while the other read various books in the archive room.

Living under the same roof, they did not disturb each other and provided each other with company to chat with.

And thus, Leonard’s day-to-day life busied up once more.

Tracy Garcia left him with many court secret texts from the Orlan Dynasty, which were extraordinary knowledge that wasn’t available to purchase anywhere in the market.

And the sheer amount of it would take years just to read through once. Fortunately, after Leonard released those mad thoughts last time, though he now had a few more voices in his mind and the frequency of mental breakdowns increased, his efficiency in reading and learning had greatly improved.

In such a manner, Leonard spent every day practicing the Breathing Method, comprehending Tyrant Body, and gobbling up various forms of knowledge like a whale.

Every day he also engaged in necessary physical and martial skills training, his life was pretty fulfilling.

But there were a few differences compared to before.

Leonard’s rational persona could not entirely suppress his desires anymore, causing some occasional disturbances.

Fortunately, the Black Gang Daughter, Seven Brown, didn’t seem to mind.

One day.

Leonard was engrossed in reading the texts in the archive room.

Sudden silence fell as the sound of the metal cutting machine outside ceased. His eyes flicked towards the window and saw at a glance that Seven Brown had finished a precise mechanical part and seemed to be very satisfied with her work as she inspected it.

Having completed her task, she removed her oil-stained mechanic suit, exposing her short-sleeve shirt dampened with sweat.

Working with the metals was quite a taxing task, resulting in beads of sweat dotting her fair skin, even her hair was drenched in sweat.

Perhaps finding the dampness on her body uncomfortable, Seven Brown smoothly removed her work suit completely, revealing her slender legs in tight-fitting pants.

Because she didn’t leave the house usually, Seven Brown tended to stay in the workshop for long periods, which was equipped with a private bathroom and a rest area.

But because it was typically just her dwelling there, the room was made with a rough industrial design.

The restroom had only a few panels of glass to serve as partitions, there weren’t even doors.

She hung her work suit on the wall and headed straight for the bathroom, just as she usually did, she stripped off her shirt and pants while walking, thoughtlessly tossing them onto the couch nearby.

In the blink of an eye, she was down to her black, sexy underwear and vest.

It has to be said, the Black Gang Daughter’s physique was quite a sight to behold. The contours of her chest were perfect, her abdomen was toned and the lines well defined, and her long legs, capable of handling a heavy bike, offered a visual combination of coolness and sexiness.

Seven Brown knew that Leonard was present in the room but didn’t treat him like an outsider.

She walked to the bathroom entrance and promptly took off her vest, offering Leonard a view of her bare back.

As she turned slightly, her enticing curves were no longer hidden from view.

The sound of rushing water followed soon after.

Leonard chuckled lightly to himself, just taking a glance before he returned his gaze to his book.

The delight he could acquire from such low-level enjoyment was rather limited, compared to reading which enabled him to enjoy the fulfilling sensation that came from thinking and acquiring knowledge.

Even so, rationality couldn’t always suppress certain instinctive emotions and he would occasionally feel restless.

Not long after, the sound of water suddenly stopped.

The sound of footprints gradually grew louder in his ear.

“Leonard, what do you want to eat later?”

“Anything is fine.”

With Leonard’s reply, his glances caught Seven Brown walking in wearing a loose bathrobe and drying her hair with a towel.

As she raised her arms, her bathrobe gaped open, and in his peripheral vision, he caught sight of her curves.

In the peak of her youth, even without support, there was no hint of sagging. Having not ventured outside, Seven Brown wasn’t wearing her usual heavy makeup, her facial features were delicate, two parts pure and three parts cool and brash.

This was just part of their regular interaction, there was no need to deliberately avoid anything.

With that. Seven Brown straightforwardly came in.

Leonard, not bothering to avert his gaze, took in the sight with interest. Seven Brown, entirely nonchalant about her accidental display, made no effort to close her robe, just rolling her eyes and grumbling, “Hey… it’s not like you’ve never seen it before.”

But that was just typical of him.

With a slight smile, Leonard shifted his gaze back onto the text.

As Seven Brown sat next to him, her eyebrows rose in an arc, saying, “But… I do think that you seem more like a normal person now.”

The two were growing more familiar with each other, and this Black Gang Daughter wasn’t one to avoid discussing such topics.