Chapter 243

Neo nodded and asked her where the device was. Veya told him to wait a minute as she started searching through her pockets. Her hands moved fast, digging deep until she finally pulled it free. She pressed it once and held it out. "Here. Take it."

Neo took the small device and slipped it into his own pocket. The moment it settled against his side he remembered the problem. If he entered Torch Man mode the raw power would wreck the thing for sure. He needed distance first.

He had only one main desire: to stop being defined by one mistake. The flaw that haunted him was his obsession with proving he had changed. The inner conflict sat heavy—wanting to move beyond his past while constantly dragging it behind him as proof of who he used to be.

Neo entered Dark Monarch mode. The shift settled over him like a second skin. With the device safe in his pocket he triggered his speed skill and ran. The ground blurred. Trees and rocks became streaks. He put as much distance as he could between himself and the mana spring. When he reached the river he stopped, breathing hard, and a clean idea hit him.

He found a small boat pulled up on the bank, set the device inside it, and shoved the boat out into the current. The water took it. Only then did he switch fully into Torch Man mode. Heat and light flared around him. He shot upward, flying hard and fast until the mana spring came into view below.

Veya stood waiting near the empty edge of the spring. Neo landed a few steps from her. He looked at the dry spring, then at her face.

"Your device is against water, isn’t it?"

Veya nodded.

Neo let out a long breath of relief.

"The device will hold their attention for only three hours," she said. "We must hurry up mining. You know."

Neo nodded. "You’ll help too?"

Veya shook her head. "I will help, but in a different manner. I will let my robots mine. They will help you mine."

She reached into another pocket and took out a small box. She set it on the ground, pressed one finger to the top, and stepped back. The box grew. Each side fell away. Ten robots stepped out. As they moved, every single one doubled. Copies formed, then more copies, until the entire mana spring area filled with working machines.

Veya snapped her arms wide. "Look at my robot army. Named Best Robot Working Force. They can learn everything—from building to mining."

Neo nodded. "I’ll take care of the pickaxes." He brought out one thousand seven hundred ninety-eight of them—the exact total they needed. The robots took the tools and went to work without a word.

Neo and Veya spread a blanket on a clear patch of ground and lay down on it. Neo grinned as he watched the machines dig. This was good. Mana stones for free, without breaking a sweat. He turned his head toward Veya. She held a tablet, eyes on the numbers.

"How many mana stones have they mined?" he asked.

"One million," she said.

Neo cursed under his breath. "It’s already been one hour and we already have this many?"

He slapped his forehead. Why hadn’t he thought of something like this before? He kept thinking for a long stretch of time, watching the robots work, then looked at her again.

"Can these robots work all day? And what do they need?"

"They can work all day without tiring," Veya said. "As for what they need to build a single robot—it is really not a lot of things."

Neo nodded. He reached out and rubbed her green hair, then grabbed her and pulled her close against him.

"It seems you really want a reward from me."

Veya nodded. "Yes. I want a reward."

Neo grinned. He slowly took off her white coat. Underneath she wore a tight shirt and tight pants that hugged every curve. He pulled the shirt up and off, then the pants, then her green underwear. He left her naked except for the open white coat draped around her shoulders. He laid her on her belly on the blanket and mounted her from behind. His broad shoulders blocked the light above her. His muscled arms braced on either side of her head. His thick legs pressed against the backs of her thighs.

He grabbed his massive cock and stroked it once, already hard. He caressed her green hair.

Veya spoke, voice low. "Don’t worry. No one is here in a ten-mile radius."

Neo nodded. He parted her ass cheeks with both hands and pressed the warm head of his cock against her tight pink anal fold. He pushed slowly. The head slipped inside with a wet sound.

"Nngh—"

He used his body weight and pressed deeper until every inch was buried inside her. Veya released a long, pained moan.

"Ahhh—fuck—"

Neo hugged her head from behind and kissed her green hair. "Don’t worry. The pain will go away soon."

Her legs were raised, feet kicking lightly against his back. When he tried to move, her insides clenched hard around his cock, milking him.

Veya had only one main desire: to become worthy of the trust someone had placed in her. The flaw that haunted her was her fear of failure. The inner conflict sat sharp—wanting to live up to someone’s faith while becoming terrified of proving that faith misplaced.

Neo started thrusting. Each stroke went deep. The soft, tight heat of her ass gripped him and pulled. He felt every ridge, every squeeze. Sweat already beaded on his chest and shoulders. His muscled arms flexed as he held himself over her. His broad back rose and fell.

From Veya’s side she felt the heavy weight of him, the thick length stretching her open, the heat of his skin against her bare back. She saw the strong lines of his arms, the way his shoulders blocked the sky, the sweat sliding down his neck. Every thrust made her toes curl.

"Hnnn—yes—just like that—"

Neo kept going, harder now. The wet sounds of skin meeting skin filled the air—slap, slap, slap. Her ass cheeks jiggled with every impact. He watched his cock disappear into her tight hole again and again.

"Fuck, you’re so tight," he growled. "Taking every inch."

Veya moaned louder. "It hurts—but don’t stop—fill me—"

He thrust deeper. Her walls clenched and milked him with every pull-back. Sweat dripped from his chest onto her back. His muscled legs drove him forward. He reached under her and gripped her hips, holding her steady while he pounded.

"Ahh—ahh—Neo—"

He felt the soft heat sucking him in. The more he thrust, the better it felt. His cock throbbed inside her. He could feel himself getting close.

"I’m gonna cum," he said, voice rough. "Gonna fill this tight ass."

"Do it—cum inside me—"

Neo drove in one last time and came hard. Thick pulses of cum flooded her. He held deep, letting every drop empty into her. His body shook with the force of it. Sweat ran down his arms and chest.

He stayed buried for a few more breaths, then slowly pulled out. Cum leaked from her stretched hole. He took a piece of fabric and gently cleaned her asshole, wiping away the mess with careful strokes. Then he helped her into her clothes again—underwear, pants, shirt, and the white coat.

After that Neo and Veya enjoyed the rest of their time eating sweets while Veya cracked jokes about physics and sciences that made Neo beg her to please stop.