Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 81 – New Rules

Lin Fan opened her eyes.

On the ceiling, a sliver of morning light shone through a gap in the curtains, casting a long, thin patch of light.

She got up and walked to the wardrobe.

She opened the doors.

Inside, the clothes Ah Hu had brought back from the mall yesterday were hanging neatly.

Dresses, shoes, and even a few pieces of underwear.

Lin Fan’s gaze swept over the clothes.

Finally, her hand stopped on a black, long dress with a cinched waist.

The hem was very long, almost reaching her ankles.

The cinched waist would perfectly outline the curves of her figure.

She took the dress down and slipped it on.

She pulled up the side zipper.

The skirt fell naturally, completely covering her long legs.

But the cinched waist design made her figure stand out even more.

She walked to the mirror.

The woman in the mirror had short black hair and fair skin.

Clad in a long black dress, she looked noble and aloofly beautiful.

Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction.

She turned and took a pair of black high heels from the shoe cabinet.

They had stiletto heels and a simple, openwork design on the vamp.

She sat on the edge of the bed, lifted her foot, and put on the shoes.

The red nail polish she had applied to her toes yesterday glinted seductively in the sunlight.

She stood up.

The hem of her dress swept lightly across the floor.

The high heels made a crisp sound as they tapped against the floorboards.

She walked to the window and pushed it open.

The morning breeze blew against her skirt.

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Beneath the skirt, there was nothing.

This decision was a spur-of-the-moment idea she had while changing.

She had Psychokinesis, anyway.

When flying, she could precisely control her skirt to keep it from flipping up.

No one else would see.

But she herself would know.

That feeling of being caressed by the wind, high up in the sky.

Lin Fan licked her lips.

She liked this feeling.

Liked this feeling of being in complete control.

She turned and left the room.

…

The second-floor cafeteria.

A clamor of voices.

After all the survivors from the Fire Phoenix Stronghold joined Fragrant Hills International yesterday, along with a few scattered small survivor groups who came seeking refuge, the stronghold’s population had suddenly surpassed two hundred people.

The cafeteria was almost completely full.

Most of them were newcomers who had just joined.

Their faces still held the apprehension and unease of being in a new environment.

Lin Fan pushed open the cafeteria door.

Instantly.

All sound ceased.

Everyone’s gaze turned in unison toward the black figure at the entrance.

A long black dress.

A tall figure.

Facial features so exquisite they didn’t seem human.

And that unignorable, heart-pounding aura.

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The new survivors were all stunned.

They had only seen Lin Fan from a distance yesterday.

But today, at such a close range.

They truly felt the breathtaking beauty of this woman.

And the oppressive feeling emanating from her, an instinctual urge to submit.

A few young men even unconsciously lowered their heads.

They didn’t dare to look directly at her.

Lin Fan ignored everyone’s reactions.

She walked straight to the table where Ah Hu and Zhou Ming were sitting.

Seeing Lin Fan, Ah Hu immediately stood up.

“Lei-jie.”

“Sit,” Lin Fan said faintly.

She sat down in the empty seat next to Zhou Ming.

The black skirt fell naturally.

She crossed her legs.

Her high-heeled shoe swayed gently under the table.

Zhou Ming’s gaze involuntarily fell on that dangling high heel.

A slender ankle.

Toes painted with red nail polish.

And that black high heel, swaying gently in the air.

Zhou Ming felt his heart begin to race again.

“What’s the situation from yesterday?” Lin Fan asked, her voice calm.

Ah Hu immediately replied.

“Everyone from the Fire Phoenix Stronghold has agreed to join Fragrant Hills International.”

“Zhao Lei is now in charge of coordinating the daily guard shifts.”

“Zhou Ming and I are preparing to take the armored vehicle to the Iron Fist Stronghold and a few other small strongholds nearby to absorb the remaining people and supplies.”

Lin Fan nodded.

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“Follow the old rules.”

“Those willing to come can join.”

“Those who are unwilling, leave the supplies and find somewhere else to survive.”

“Yes,” Ah Hu replied.

Lin Fan picked up a glass of water from the table and took a sip.

“One more thing.”

Ah Hu and Zhou Ming looked up at the same time.

“Starting today, supplies can no longer be distributed without limit,” Lin Fan’s voice was soft.

“It needs to be tied to work.”

“The more you do, the more you get.”

“No work, no supplies.”

Ah Hu was stunned for a moment.

He quickly understood Lin Fan’s meaning.

The stronghold’s population had now exceeded two hundred.

Although supplies were plentiful, if no rules were established and everyone was allowed to take as they pleased, no amount of supplies would last long.

Moreover.

A group without rules has no cohesion.

Only by making everyone understand that survival capital can only be earned through labor could this stronghold truly function.

“I understand,” Ah Hu nodded.

“I’ll pass on the notice.”

“Also, have Doctor Chen and a few core members hold a meeting,” Lin Fan continued.

“Formulate a complete work allocation system.”

“Including patrols, supply runs, planting, farming, medical care, logistics—all posts’ workloads and their corresponding supply distribution standards.”

“I want to see a concrete plan within three days.”

“Yes!” Ah Hu immediately agreed.

Lin Fan put down her glass.

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She stood up.

Her skirt traced an elegant arc behind her.

“I’m going out for a bit.”

“Where are you going, Lei-jie?” Ah Hu asked.

“Just for a walk,” Lin Fan said without turning back.

“If anything comes up, contact me via drone.”

With that said.

She pushed open the cafeteria door and walked out.

…

On the roof of the Fragrant Hills International building.

Lin Fan stood at the edge of the rooftop.

She glanced down at the city ruins below her feet.

Then.

She tapped the tips of her toes.

Her entire body floated up as if she were a weightless feather.

Psychokinesis enveloped her body.

She ascended slowly.

The black skirt swayed in the wind.

But with a thought.

Her Psychokinesis precisely controlled the skirt, making it cling tightly to her legs.

From the outside.

It looked as if the skirt was being held down by an invisible force.

The cool wind blew against her, completely unobstructed.

A faint smile touched the corners of Lin Fan’s lips.

She accelerated.

Her black figure streaked across the sky like a meteor, flying toward the far side of the city.