Prehistoric - Death Virus
Chapter 1
Dirty Deal
In a room lined with books on four rows of shelves, a stately middle-aged man sits in a crocodile-skin armchair, dressed in traditional attire. His deep-set eyes rest beneath silver eyebrows, while his sunken cheeks create hollows in his rough, dark complexion.
He tilts his head, resting it on his left hand, while his other hand clicks the mouse placed on the sandalwood table. On the laptop screen, a track and field athlete competes in the largest stadium on Earth. The man takes a sip of tea, listening to the commentator's excited voice:
"Yes, everyone, the leading athletes are accelerating in the final thirty meters. Hoang Kim is still in fourth place. Will he break through? We wait and see..."
The middle-aged man's gaze locks onto the muscular legs of the athlete wearing bib number one. Sweat slicks his skin, clinging tightly to the muscles and tendons that bulge across his body. Number 01 unleashes his full strength, rushing forward with each stride, pulling the wind along as he surges past his opponents.
"Hoang Kim sprints faster than an arrow! Yes, friends, the son of the wind god is surpassing second place! He's just a few steps away from the leader!"
The middle-aged man watches lazily, his indifferent eyes following as Hoang Kim surges ahead. No. 01 crosses the finish line just as his closest rival is about to claim victory. Hoang Kim shouts excitedly, waving to thousands of roaring hometown fans.
The audience waves the national flags in celebration of the victory, while a swarm of reporters rushes in, eager to capture images of the son of the wind god. Fangirls in the stands sweep their smartphone flashes, capturing the hero's ascent to his championship title. The girls form heart shapes with their arms, directing them toward the nation's crush.
- Hoang Kim, I love you!
- I LOVE YOU, Hoang Kim!
- He's looking at me!
Hoang Kim smiles, bows his head in gratitude, and receives a national flag from the audience. The champion drapes the flag over his shoulders and walks over to help his fallen rival, who has collapsed on the field. The two formidable opponents shake hands, offering words of comfort and congratulations.
The exchange of sportsmanship, in the eyes of millions of spectators, is fair play. The middle-aged man smirks faintly, leaning back as he props his feet up on the table, watching Hoang Kim turn toward the fluttering national flag while singing the anthem. The majestic music ends, and there is a knock on the door of the room:
- Father, here comes the guest!
The man parts his lips into a faint smile:
- The door is not locked - He replies.
The door opens, revealing a young and beautiful woman with fair skin, blue eyes, and shimmering golden-blond hair, styled in a high bun slightly tilted to one side. Her cherry-red lips adorn an oval face. A dusting of white powder partially conceals her semi-double eyelid—a flaw that disrupts the elegance of her features.
Nature bestows upon her a scorching figure, as if capable of igniting the delicate shirt and outer coat she wears. Her perfect curves flow seamlessly into a short, form-fitting mini jupe that hugs her graceful waist. That black mini jupe accentuates her fair skin and endlessly long legs, while she emanates a sweet, fragrant scent. She bows her head in greeting and steps aside.
The man's gaze shifts to the three guests who enter the room one after another. Leading them is a young married woman. Her jet-black hair falls over her shoulders, combed to one side of her round face. Her soft, silkworm-like brows gently drop over her laksa leaf eyes, graceful lines like the delicate strokes of a master painter completing a flawless masterpiece. Those alluring eyes are melancholy and subtly sorrowful. The corners of her lips bear no lipstick, and her peach-colored cheeks are completely free of blush, highlighting the young woman's simple beauty.
She has a voluptuous physique, with the blazing fire mountain further accentuating her irresistible allure. The loose shirt she wears does nothing to quell her blazing heat; instead, it seems only to inflame the "passion" of her fire mountain. Her jeans clasp her long, sensual legs, making her slightly sexier than the blonde beauty.
The woman greets the man quietly, and he nods in response, his eyes narrowing as they fall upon the two girls standing beside her.
The girl on the right, Bang Suong, has a delicate frame. Her youthful figure is accentuated by the gentle curves of her developing chest, rising and falling behind a short-sleeved crop top that hugs her body tightly.
Similar to a high school girl, she wears a short pleated skirt that hugs her white-and-pink thighs. Her brown hair is styled into a bun at the crown of her head, with slanted bangs gracefully framing her delicate little chin. Her soft, silkworm-like brows lift slightly like a butterfly spreading its wings; her eyes, brighter than stars, instantly sharpen like a blade.
Tuyet Lan stands quietly to the left. Her jet-black, silky hair cascades down her back like a flowing stream. The blue dress-like top, shaped like a flared skirt, accentuates her willowy figure, while the jeans cover her long, graceful legs—so stunning that even a supermodel would envy them. Her figure is perfectly balanced, with silkworm brows and sparkling phoenix eyes, as tranquil as a calm lake.
Her pure gaze avoids the middle-aged man's prying scrutiny. She gently presses her peach-colored lips together, lowering her head to conceal the fear on her delicate, moon-like face. Timidly, she steps behind the woman to hide the fairyland brimming with life, evading his sharp, owl-like gaze. He smiles as he observes the three contrasting expressions, then speaks to the blonde girl.
- How interesting! Anh Dao, I remember inviting only two people — why is there a third?
This man is Anh Dao's father, the one who had orchestrated the meeting yet pretends not to know. Bang Suong is annoyed by the teasing, but with her family in danger, she has to endure it to avoid offending the 'Manh Thuong Quan'[1]. Sensing the tension, Anh Dao gently introduces the young woman.
- Father, she is Thanh Ngoc, the mother of Suong and Lan!
The man nods:
- You haven't answered my question yet?
Her pale pink cherry lips raise slightly, and her cute little face turns fierce as Bang Suong tries to hold back her anger. This is a bad place; if she is careless, danger will befall mother and daughter. Anh Dao says slowly:
- I texted, but Lan went to school and forgot her cellular phone at home. Ngoc has read the message and knows everything. Ngoc wants to negotiate; she is willing to dedicate herself to replace her two daughters.
Lan blushes deeply, burying her face in her mother's back. Bang Suong, sixteen years old, has never held a boy's hand. The words 'dedicate herself' tinge her pure, moon-like face with a shy pink hue. Thanh Ngoc pleads to endure the humiliation on behalf of her daughter.
- I agree to have sex with you if you save Luu Ly's life!
At fifteen, carefree and full of life, dancing with pink dreams, Ngoc ended her thoughtless, worry-free days at the age of a full moon. She came from an orphanage, so her husband's family did not approve. The young couple had to leave their homeland when the unborn child was still in Ngoc's womb. She gave birth to her first daughter, Tuyet Lan. At seventeen, Bang Sương was born. In her impulsive and immature youth, Ngoc gave birth to Luu Ly at the age of twenty.
At first, their love was passionate and fulfilling, but over time, the burdens of daily life—food, clothing, money, and everything in between—led to family conflicts and marital strife. Over the past three years, their savings had been drained by their youngest daughter's serious illness. The couple juggled countless jobs and borrowed from wherever they could, just to keep little Lưu Ly's fragile life hanging by a thread.
The doctor said that Luu Ly's optimism and will to survive had kept her from succumbing to her serious illness. Surgery was required sooner or later, but the cost was very high—even selling their house wouldn't cover it.
Luu Ly has a super rare blood type, causing her body to reject the blood and bone marrow of her relatives. Her family must find a suitable bone marrow donor for transplantation.
It never rains but it pours. The husband, depressed and addicted to alcohol, spends his days and nights drunk, neglecting his children and failing to fulfill his responsibilities as a husband and father. Lacking talent, he has often scolded his wife and children, and the bond between husband and wife has deteriorated over time.
One day, a middle-aged man and Anh Dao came to find Lan and Suong. The sisters were stunned to realize that the person approaching them was JK—the most powerful media mogul on Earth. He made a proposal:
"I understand your family's situation. If you want to save your little sister, both you and your sister must spend a night with a man. I'll cover all the treatment expenses!"
The girls were shocked by the indecent proposal, unable to believe that someone of such high status could be so perverse. Ngoc and her daughters still couldn't understand why JK had such a twisted idea—a man of power, capable of commanding the world's beauties to kneel at his feet with a single word. Yet he chose the Lan sisters under conditions so strange it was almost bizarre.
JK smugly glances at the mother and daughters, his gaze holding three parts pity and seven parts mockery.
- You and your daughter are beautiful and alluring. I wish I were young and healthy enough to go all the way. Unfortunately, I'm old now, my back hurts and I might not even be able to keep up with one, let alone three young, beautiful and vibrant women in their prime!
The listeners blush, and Bang Suong struggles to endure the unpleasant attitude, suppressing her anger. JK sneers and lightly taps on the table. The tapping sound, "clack... clack... clack..." seems to echo the old man's teasing of the three of them. He makes a shocking proposal, suggesting an indecent exchange to save Luu Ly:
- If the mother and her two daughters have sex with a man, and all four experience orgasm, I will save Lưu Ly!
The mother and daughters can no longer believe their ears, anger etching a crisscross of livid purple marks onto their flushed faces. The girls, forced to do humiliating things like animals, now realize they have been ensnared. If JK had approached Ngoc directly from the start, she would have immediately agreed and kept it a secret. JK cannot drag the three of them into such a filthy game. They sneer at JK with bitter contempt.
- My daughter is willing to die for her sister to live. You exploited that emotion to make a vulgar exchange of conditions. A teenage girl who hasn't dared to hold a man's hand—intimacy is just a delusion to her. You played psychological games on my daughter, pushing me to the brink of a mental breakdown and forcing me to offer myself as a substitute for her. My daughter and I accept the sacrifice—it's like walking straight into a trap!
Thanh Ngoc trembles, swallowing her resentment before declaring firmly:
- We refuse to turn ourselves into animals!
Anh Dao is a woman, but she has been an accomplice in the evil that oppresses other women. Although her actions were justified as a daughter's duty to obey her father, guilt tore at her conscience. She bowed her head in shame, burdened by the cruel fate awaiting those about to be destroyed.
- So virtuous! I will let the men subject you to treatment worse than that of dogs and pigs. - JK shouts loudly - Where are you guys, turn this virtuous mother and her daughter into whores for me! I want to hear them moaning beneath your bodies!
Ten tall, muscular men enter the room, laughing loudly. They lick their lips, swallow their saliva, and stare hungrily at the sensitive areas, as if they want to devour them raw and drink blood. The hostile crowd shouts:
- Good stuff! Does the boss actually allow us to play?
- It's really good! If that ass is taken doggy-style, it'll be ecstatically wild!
- He he he... The fat rises to the cat's mouth; it would be a shame not to eat it. Hahaha...
The threat of group rape has Lan shivering and hiding behind her mother. Suong was once a national martial arts champion. She is arrogant, rebellious, and hates evil as if it were her enemy. Facing the crowd with human faces and animal hearts, all opponents exude vigor and overwhelm the spirit of their adversaries.
Martial arts masters have endured countless battles to cultivate such terrifying pressure. She knows her strength is no match for the enemy; her defiant nature is instantly crushed. Her small body trembles with fear of angering them, the animals will immediately rape her mother and daughter until they die.
JK waves the order to rape Suong. The lechers run to tear her skirts and tops. The daughter screams in terror, causing her mother to break down mentally. If JK's demands are accepted, her mother and daughter will have to live a life of shame. If they refuse to give in, honor and chastity will be buried in a tragic death. The most important thing is life. The mother decides to protect her daughter at all costs. Ngoc shouts in panic:
- I agree!
JK smirks and orders his subordinates to withdraw. A bunch of people click their tongues lustfully, some touch Suong's body, and later leave the room. Suong has never suffered disgrace. She falls onto her mother's lap, trying to hold back her tears of grievance.
Lan is not as brave as her younger sister. She doesn't even want to kill an ant, and her shyness makes her hate herself. Lan can only hold her sister in silence. Ngoc gently pats her daughter, who is crying in sorrow:
- I'm sorry, daughter! - Ngoc's voice breaks as she cries - I'm sorry!
Time will heal all wounds. They would rather become dogs and pigs than drown in insults from a pack of beasts. JK calmly waits for the victim to settle down. There's no need to rush. JK takes pleasure in others' misfortune and wants to savor his wicked joy for as long as possible. Ngoc refuses to let JK have his way; she gently wipes away her tears and demands:
- We must put it in writing. When this is over, you must save my daughter and repay my family's debt!
Ngoc can't accept that JK will only save her daughter, he must solve all the difficulties for her family. The mother is not afraid of being mocked as a prostitute who sets conditions. By agreeing to do filthy things, she and her daughter have lost their dignity as chaste women. JK claps his hands and praises her:
- Wise! This woman is wiser than I thought! I like her very much!
He squints and lets out a laugh:
- Your whole family is struggling to survive, let alone keep that covenant intact. It's nothing but scraps of paper; I can destroy it in your hands at any moment!
Thanh Ngoc smiles:
- There are countless people in the world, yet you still seek out me and my daughter. That must mean we are the only suitable ones. Of course, you can't kill us-the game hasn't officially started yet!
JK laughs, mocking her desperation:
- Game over, I can kill your whole family!
JK's true face frightened Lan and Suong. A cruel person would not make empty threats.
The sisters huddled together, clinging to their relatives, burying their bloodless faces in their mother's arms. Ngoc calmly reassured her daughter and sneered at JK:
- Killing a human is as easy as turning your hand over, but killing an entire family is no longer an easy task, you would struggle to deal with the consequences.
She stared directly at JK:
- If I let the world know about this covenant, you would have a reason to kill my family. Don't worry, my liver is as big as the sky; I dare not reveal this filth.
She remained eerily calm:
- I still need you to save my daughter!
JK retorted:
- In the end, this covenant has no value. Why do you and I have to go through all this superfluous nonsense?
Ngoc immediately replied:
- For fear that you will break your promise. If my family is gone, my daughter and I have nothing left to live for, let alone care about our honor. You may have the power to twist the truth, but don't think you can silence the rumors and suspicion!
She turned to Lan:
- My daughter designs secure virtual spaces on electronic devices that no one can hack. The contract has been saved on both your laptop and my phone. If you keep your word, it will be erased.
The covenant is a talisman for Ngoc and her daughter. JK is not afraid that Ngoc will expose this matter online. If it is exposed, only the mother and daughter will suffer humiliation. The powerful are more than capable of shaping public opinion to their will.
JK orders Anh Dao to draft the manuscript. The blonde girl finishes writing and hands it to JK for him to roll his fingerprint. Anh Dao places the contract and laptop in front of Ngoc. Her mother and daughter carefully read the contents and roll their fingerprints onto the paper. Anh Dao returns Lan's phone so she can take a photo of the contract.
Lan pulls out the gloves from her shirt, puts them on, sets up the virtual space, and completes the combination lock with lightning speed.
JK waves and instructs Anh Dao to take Ngoc and her daughter home. Anh Dao takes off her jacket and places it over Suong. Ngoc nods her thanks and then asks JK:
- Who do we have to have sex with? I want to be mentally prepared!
JK leans back comfortably in his chair, letting his arms rest behind his head:
- Already craving sex? Rest assured, baby, I'm not forcing you or your daughter to go to bed with someone who is sick, has broken feet, a cleft lip, or is blind. Don't worry.
The mother and daughter remain silent as they follow Anh Dao away from this luxurious yet dirty place.
Footnote
[1]Manh Thuong Quan
Vietnamese people often refer to acts of kindness, generosity, and a willingness to help the poor, the needy, and the sick, or to provide sponsorship. This is precisely what Manh Thuong Quan (Lord Mengchang) represents.