Chapter 113: The Three-Year Beginning (Additional Chapter 2/50 for Silver Sovereign Zhuo Xiao)

The pitch-black night was vast and boundless.

In the distance, the sea of forest rustled in the night wind; the indifferent might find it soothing, but those with uneasy hearts would be filled with dread. Mei Mumu did not know the location of the Red Room in this parallel world.

The Red Room under his control in this lifetime was located in the northeastern suburbs of Moscow, within the future Los Elk Island National Park. The most common creatures here were moose. These behemoths, which could grow over two meters in length and weigh up to 700 kilograms in adulthood, were the titans of the deer family.

Mei Mumu had once tried using a hunting rifle against these giants.

If you fired a small-caliber rifle into a moose’s chest, the beast would teach you exactly what it meant for chest muscles to clamp down on a bullet. Unless you hit a vital organ with a standard WWII-era pistol, a moose would run for dozens of kilometers before finally dropping dead.

As spring arrived, the deep, resonant mating calls of the moose echoed through the night.

"Hmm. It’s time."

Actually, Mei Mumu had sensed Yelena’s arrival long ago, but the girl seemed to be caught in a mental struggle, pacing outside the gate for a full ten minutes.

Ha! All that "I’m just going to nudge it and not go in" nonsense—wasn't she going to come in eventually anyway?

"Knock, knock!" A rapping at the door echoed.

"Come in!"

My, oh my! One has to admit, before a Russian girl evolves into a "babushka," her figure and beauty are often of a very high standard. As a candidate for the Black Widow program, Yelena’s looks were easily a 90 or above.

At 1.7 meters tall, those long, straight legs seemed to account for 1.2 meters of her height alone.

She had clearly dressed with great care tonight. The braid she usually wore at the back of her head had been styled into a single-sided wave, cascading elegantly over her left shoulder. Combined with her signature heart-shaped face, finely sculpted features, sexy red lips, a pair of 36D "Ural Mountains" that screamed violence, and an unnaturally slender 24-inch waist, she possessed the greatest assets one could ask for.

Paired with that low-cut, backless black leather outfit and a short leather skirt that hit just above the knees, her ability to target the male gaze was off the charts.

One must understand, such clothing isn't something just anyone can pull off. If the bust isn't full enough, the top slides down. If the legs are too thick, the leather skirt looks bloated. Only women with the most impeccable figures could carry such an ensemble.

Mei "Integrity"*, the veteran Brigadier General, put on a stern, authoritative air. He interlaced his fingers, resting his elbows on the desk, and placed his index finger against the skin just below his nose, obscuring half his face.

"Greetings, Commander! Sergeant Belova reporting for duty!"

"You're here. Do you know why I summoned you?"

Swallowing slightly, Yelena offered a standard, radiant smile. "I do. Thank you, Commander, for giving me this opportunity. I will prove myself!"

"Cadet Belova, there are thousands who crave power. How can you prove you are worthy of inheriting such strength?" Mei "Integrity" feigned a look through her file.

"I..."

"Excellent grades are just grades. Any result not tested in actual combat is meaningless. By the Intelligence Department’s old standards, you would have already earned the title of Black Widow, graduated with honors, and headed out on a mission."

Mei Mumu summarized, "As a novice intelligence officer, you are already good enough. You crave more. Why? Tell me—"

"Of course, for the sake of the Motherland..."

"Enough!" Mei "Integrity" cut her off abruptly. "You are not a political commissar. And I have no obligation to listen to your preaching in the middle of the night."

The sharp reprimand made Yelena’s scalp tingle. Instinctively, she gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, making the decision Mei "Integrity" had been waiting for.

Her expression suddenly turned seductive. With a fawning look, she swayed her hips, walking with a feline grace. She approached in the most feminine manner possible and leaned forward slightly, revealing the deepest ravine of the Ural Mountains. The sight was enough to dazzle the eyes of even the most composed man. Biting her lip gently, Yelena whispered: "I crave strength! I want to be the woman of the strongest man! Nothing will stop me! For that, I am willing to pay any price!"

As she spoke, she leaned her body toward Mei Mumu, hovering just out of reach.

If a man were to do this, it would likely be an act of dominance, putting pressure on the other person. But when she revealed that mountain ravine, it meant something else entirely.

If Mei Mumu just gave a nod, everything would fall into place...

Mei "Integrity" was quite satisfied; if one is to be a leader, how can one not be a bit corrupt? Hehehe, this is... Just as he was about to make his move, an accidental glance caused him to change his mind.

On Yelena Belova’s personal file, the date of birth was clearly written: October 11, 1930.

Holy crap!

Oh, for the love of—!

Mei had never considered himself a man of integrity. Coming to this Russian side of things, he had been fully prepared to cause chaos without a care in the world. Time paradoxes? None of his business. Once Thanos arrived, the Earth would be all but finished anyway, and besides, at that point in time, the Soviet Union wouldn't even exist.

At most, he would keep a low profile and avoid becoming too famous.

But there were some lines that could not be crossed, no matter how many times one traveled through time.

For instance—three years minimum, up to the death penalty!

He might lack integrity, but he was certainly not a lolicon. This was fundamentally different from those who claimed they weren't lolicons while clearly favoring young girls.

To hell with it, Yelena was a loli by any standard definition.

Since when does a loli stand 1.7 meters tall with 36D Ural Mountains?

Russian girls just grow with that kind of violence!

Even though he felt Yelena was like a ripe peach, ready to be plucked, he... he just couldn't bring himself to bite! In this life, some lines simply cannot be crossed, such as the 404 dead zone...

In that split second, Mei Mumu recharged his "integrity."

A cold smirk appeared on his lips. "Everything? Does that include your loyalty to the Motherland?"

The words were heavy. Yelena had assumed Mei Mumu just wanted to take advantage of her, and she had already steeled herself to offer her body, treating it as if she were being bitten by a dog. She hadn't expected this Brigadier General, who wasn't much older than her, to actually be testing her.

"Of course not,