Pendragon's Infinity Gauntlet

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"Crunch! Crunch..."

As Pendragon's hand gripped it, the smooth LCD screens shattered along with the phone's body, turning into neat spheres that fell to the ground.

"Humph."

Pendragon tossed his ahoge aside and passed through the two startled doormen into the hotel’s magnificent and spacious lobby.

Pendragon doesn't understand interior design, but the lobby gives off a very high-end and expensive vibe. To the right of the reception desk, there are two artificial mountains made of oddly shaped rocks and a fountain.

The two young, pretty white girls at the front desk, unaware of what was happening outside, gave Pendragon professional smiles and spoke a string of English words—

Phrases like "hello" and "can I help you" are probably standard hotel responses, asking whether the guest is just looking for a bite or a room.

Pendragon's English is almost as good as her junior high school teacher's, except that she somehow got her tuition refunded.

Under such circumstances, even simple sentences were only vaguely understood by Pendragon.

"Bridge bean sack."

Pendragon rummaged through the two pockets of the skirt and found an old-fashioned miniature translator that looked like a small button.

"Get me a room."

Pendragon spoke to the foreign lady in fluent Mandarin.

A mysterious waveband connects to the brain and radiates outwards in the form of electromagnetic waves.

The translator flickered faintly in Pendragon's ear, completed its self-test and startup in the blink of an eye, and then ran stably.

Pendragon suddenly understood the meaning of the English in his line of sight, and the young lady at the hotel reception seemed not to have noticed that he was speaking Chinese, and directly understood what he meant.

"Okay, ma'am. Do you have an appointment?"

"No."

"Okay, please take a look at the prices here."

Pendragon didn't even look at the young lady taking out the menu, and said directly, "Give me the cheapest and most expensive one."

"Okay, could you please show me your valid identification?"

The receptionist abruptly stopped mid-sentence, her two green eyes losing focus, her face blankly staring at Pendragon—

The soft carpet is adorned with intricate and beautiful patterns, and the texture underfoot feels like walking on clouds. The style and arrangement of the furniture exude sophistication, and the spaciousness and magnificent lighting alone make it worthy of the title "Presidential Suite."

I never imagined that my dream from my past life would come true so easily!

Pendragon sent the hypnotized young woman back to work, took a deep breath of the luxurious air around him, locked the door, and went inside.

Having just transmigrated, I had no money and only a spaceship pilot's license. I could only make a living by relying on hypnosis.

P.S.: I'll be updating once a day... This afternoon, while petting the cat, it kept rolling onto its belly, so I couldn't resist petting it a little longer, hehehe.

Chapter 3: Perfect Cosplay Recreation

third chapter

The suite's living room also appears to be a bedroom, with a rose-colored, fluffy bed in the center and four bamboo-like black pillars supporting a circular ceiling that extends down from the ceiling.

With its predominantly bright red color and gold accents and decorations, this bed resembles a queen's canopy, exuding luxury and elegance.

Pendragon thought His Majesty Nero would like this style of bed; he himself would be alright, a real man should sleep in a Terminator.

The mattress is so soft that you feel like you're sinking into it just by sitting on it.

"Damn it, aren't they afraid of straining their backs while sleeping?"

After bouncing a few times on the bed, Pendragon stood up and found that the spot where he had sat was covered with a layer of yellow stains, which was the sand he had brought from the desert.

I got myself all dirty while learning to fly, so I stayed in a hotel to clean myself up.

"—Hmm~"

Stretching in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Pendragon used his telekinesis to draw the curtains and began searching the bathroom.

"Tsk, what a royal treatment!"

As expected of a presidential suite, even the bathroom is larger than that of a typical master bedroom. The floor and walls are covered with marble tiles, and in the center is a huge white porcelain bathtub, surrounded by four pillars that stand like guards.

This is probably... in the style of a Greek temple?

Above the bathtub is a beautiful crystal chandelier, which fills the entire room with soft light. White bath towels are neatly folded into squares and placed next to the bathtub.

Pendragon first washed his hands, figured out how to use these advanced gadgets, and then used his telekinesis to thoroughly clean the bathtub and plunger three times before turning on the hot water.

Just as Pendragon was waiting for the bathtub to fill with water, the passersby whose phones he had crushed with his telekinesis rushed into the hotel, putting immense pressure on the front desk.

Some people were unwilling to accept the situation, some wanted to seek compensation from Pendragon for their lost phones, and many others simply wanted to watch the spectacle.

After all, Pendragon is far less dangerous than aliens. If he had just crushed their dog's head instead of a cell phone, probably no brave American would have dared to chase after him.

The hotel staff were completely bewildered. There were just too many people, and the few security guards couldn't control them at all. The two doormen, sweating profusely, went to the manager to explain the situation.

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These clothes... must be made of magic, right?

Pendragon tugged at his sailor uniform and closed his eyes.

The layer of magic covering my body appeared in my mind; it was indeed a material made of magic!

Pendragon's consciousness controlled the disintegration of the magic. When he opened his eyes, he found that all his clothes, skirt, scarf, stockings, and shoes had vanished as if vaporized in the slight distortion of light.

Speaking of which... it seems that BX's wife has a large bust?

Pendragon lowered his head, his gaze sweeping downwards!

"Damn it! Who grouped up the Shadow Priest?!"

Suddenly, two beams of magical power appeared on her chest and lower abdomen, creating an invisible forbidden zone that absorbed all light!

This might not be from a comic book; it was filmed this way just to pass censorship!

"Feel the dark side of the Force!"

Pendragon pointed his long, slender, white middle finger toward some unknown place.

Although you can't see them, you can still touch them... After squeezing and bouncing them, Pendragon discovered that the huge breasts didn't exist at all; they didn't bother him at all, and he couldn't even feel their weight.

do not care!

Seeing that the bathtub was full of hot water, Pendragon stepped one foot into the water, and then his whole body slid in instantly like a white strip of oil being thrown into a frying pan.

"No splash, perfect score."

The bathtub was enormous; Pendragon could hold his breath and lie in it, and even swim forward for a while.

The mental energy stirred the water, like countless gentle hands softly washing every inch of the skin.

After washing off the sand and dirt, I changed the tub of hot water and lay in it to wash again.

"Phew! That felt pretty good."

Her silver hair, which had been coiled at the back of her head, was now completely loose, clinging wetly to her smooth, white back, except for that stubborn tuft of hair.

Barefoot, Pendragon stood before the bathroom mirror, eagerly anticipating his reflection.

"..."

What to say?

It was roughly the effect of being instantly struck by a charm spell. It felt as if the air itself had frozen, to the point that I forgot how to breathe.

As the character who created the highest amount of money spent on in-game purchases and is also the mascot of gacha games, her facial features are naturally impeccably beautiful.

His dark gold eyes naturally exuded a cool and aloof aura, giving him a cold and stern demeanor. However, the glasses perched on his nose perfectly softened this aura, making him appear more gentle and giving him a unique charm.

In short, Pendragon didn't find her face beautiful as a boy, but as a human being, he found her beautiful, like a beautiful elf stepping out of a legend.

His gaze shifted downwards, and he was amazed by the flat and slender abdomen. He felt that such a thin and slender waist might break at any moment.

Then, beyond the second layer of dark magic, there were slender, straight legs, with rounded, white, and smooth shapes, without a trace of excess fat, like exquisite and delicate porcelain, as beautiful as snow.

Finally, there are her well-proportioned feet, small and exquisite, with toes like ten jade beads, smooth and lustrous, with a delicate texture.

Pendragon subconsciously swallowed. Those legs... to be honest, they really got me hard. I'll live my whole life relying on those legs. I'll lick them to my heart's content.

Pendragon touched his stiff ahoge (cowlick) and sighed helplessly, regretting that he didn't have one right now... *facepalm*

No matter how much he craved it, he was in a sage mode. Right now, like Ainz Ooal Gown, he didn't react much to women's bodies.

He dried his cool, silver-gray long hair, projected a black ribbon with magic, and simply tied it into a ponytail.

"As for clothes..."

Magic surged and solidified on the surface of his body, then swiftly wove into the garments Pendragon envisioned.

A navy blue skirt, shirt, and tie, paired with a French-style black coat, make for a perfect menswear outfit.

Pendragon is now going to cosplay as the Saber in a suit!

"I'm probably the most accurate cosplayer in the world right now."

Aside from the difference in hair and eye color, Saber should look like this in the real world.

P.S.: The company is organizing a few days of overseas travel on the 30th, but I have absolutely no drafts saved up! I'll try to cram some over the weekend…

Chapter Four: Seal Released

"He's a little short..."

Pendragon remembers that BX's height and weight perfectly matched Saber's: 154cm and 42kg. The saying that someone weighing less than 100 pounds is either flat-chested or short is quite true, and he had both, practically having all the advantages.

If a girl the same height as Pendragon wore this outfit, it would just be cosplay. But on him, it can only be described as breathtaking.

His face is the kind of stunningly beautiful face that appeals to both men and women, and he has an innate aloof aura that also has a mysterious effect of enhancing one's sophistication.

He's an incredibly cute young girl when he wears women's clothing, but when he changes into men's clothing, he exudes a boyish charm. Perhaps, the only way to describe him is as an exceptionally handsome young man with an ethereal and refined air.

Looking at his slender figure, fair skin, and youthful purity in the mirror, anyone who saw him would sincerely admire his beauty.

After all, he has Saber's face, not Old Sword's face. He can never be handsome in this lifetime, so he can only pretend to be cute to make a living.

Pendragon was very satisfied with his current appearance. Men's clothing was indeed more comfortable and convenient. He was not used to things like stockings and short skirts at all. Even if he were to die, jump off the spaceship, and die in space, he would never wear women's clothing again!

Wouldn't I look better if I took off my glasses? — Pendragon thought to himself as he took off his glasses.

For the first time, his dark golden eyes surveyed the world without any obstruction.

Everything seemed to stand still, and the passage of time slowed infinitely! In Pendragon's view, the dust floating in the air was like a scene frozen in time, completely still!

"Is this... my eyes getting faster?"

Glasses are a necessary tool to allow the strengthened optic nerve to rest; in fact, wearing them can actually cause vision to decline!

Pendragon had not expected that the first release of the seal would have such a time-stopping effect.

Moving even a little feels very strenuous; it requires a lot of magic power to keep up with this powerful dynamic vision.

Pendragon felt a little uncomfortable in this state, so he closed his eyes, put his glasses back on, and decided to stick to being a literary youth.

After taking care of his appearance and indulging in a bit of narcissism, Pendragon decided to go online to research the world he was in.

"Well, Apple computers are a real cancer! They must have sponsored this!"

In the TV series before the time travel, it seemed like their world only had one brand, Apple. All the mobile phones and computers were Apple products. I've wanted to complain about that for a long time.

Despite his words, Pendragon ultimately chose to turn it on, as he had never encountered such a high-end device before and was quite curious about it.

——The dividing line of poverty——

"Damn it! That garbage apple!"

After searching for a long time without finding the browser or knowing where to download the software, Pendragon simply used his own quantum optical computer to connect to the network.

Then I forcibly installed a well-known Chinese browser, Shock Browser, on my Apple computer and started surfing the internet with it.

"Shocking! You from another planet, all for him..."

Front page headlines!

What the heck? A Korean drama got a second season? And the production team even bought out the Shocking News Department for a hefty sum?

Despite his disdain, Pendragon couldn't resist clicking on it out of curiosity.