The world is forcing me

millions of believers

overhaul

The banquet yesterday was Yu Miao's coming-of-age ceremony in this life, and the three people he gave the bracelet to stayed with him in the current palace.

After the system task is completed, you can go to the next world.

The task is not difficult...

But it's so embarrassing.

Yu Miao covered her cheeks, the tips of her small and delicate ears were blushing.

Piercing someone of the same sex with your own hands is really not something the thin-skinned and soft-spoken Yu Miao can do.

He couldn't help but ask the system: "Why did the task have to wear three men? Is it good for you?"

The system replied: "We have random tasks in a random world, and the system has no authority to explain them. But the premise of all tasks is for the development and evolution of the world."

After hearing this, Yu Miao bowed her head in frustration, her mouth was flattened.

He was originally born in a peaceful and happy family. The family was not very rich but had enough food and clothing, but it was his appearance that caused the trouble... Then something happened that killed him, and he could only be bound by the system Come to do missions in exchange for a chance to survive in any world.

He is so hard!

I used to be chased by men and I could act like a straight man to hate and reject them, but now I have to wear piercings for men.

Yu Miao was at war with heaven and man in his heart, and after finally overcoming the psychological barrier, he had to think about who to wear first.

At the same time, in a place similar to a distillation room on the other side, three men were cleaning their bodies.

Among the three, except for Fang Zai, the other two are named Xing and the other named Sang, and their skin color is darker than Fang Zai's.

Now, just thinking about the imminent meeting with the Juggernaut, his fingertips tremble.

The other, a big man named San, sat on a stool like a bent bull.

"Brother Xing, I really wish I could be pushed forward by the master. He is so small and beautiful..."

"Owner……"

Both Sang and Xing murmured vaguely.

And Fang Zai also fell into imagining about his master——

There is a huge ring hanging on the side of his nose, which becomes the owner's property...

He must be proud that he is a cheap dog that belongs to his master.

In addition to the high caste in this world, there is also a surname that is as loud as thunder.

It is the Fang family.

They are untouchables, but they are taken care of by the high caste because of their extreme worship beliefs. They are invincible on the battlefield, and they are loyal to their masters.

They are like high-caste domestic dogs, docile inside and outside like a mad dog, guarding their master with a ferocious face.

When the skin all over their bodies is bright and rosy, their nerves have been stretched, and they are wandering on the edge of the abyss all the time.

The door opened, and the servant pulled it open, holding three collars.

What does it look like to act like a dog?

The legs are bent and the knees touch the cold ground, the forelegs are arched and the shoulders are raised, and the head is docile and drooping.

Three large humanoid dogs were led to the god's bedroom.

Only the young man breathing lightly on the bed and them remained in this huge room.

Under the layers of veils, the ruler lies quietly.

The fragrance that fills the room is emitted by the master of all things. They climbed step by step, intoxicated and low-smelling, and their whole bodies were as if they were in hell due to delusion and obsession.

In the end, they will carry out the noble carnage!

At this time, the nerves in the scarlet eyes trembled, and every grain of blood clamored for the desire to possess.

This is a step that all Dalits who aspire to a high caste go through.

The battlefield in this world is just a massacre praying for the luck of the high caste.

Those who stand out are not only those with outstanding abilities, but also those who are extremely eager for Yu Miao.

They are the only high caste in the world, fanatical believers of the unique and perfect ruler, and every minute and every second of fighting on the battlefield is to come to God to express their loyalty and love.

Even though the three of them were panting and blushing and trembling, their hands holding the knife were steady and calm.

Only the winner can kneel and serve the master until the master opens his eyes.

The day went from evening to dawn.

Heavy ornate drapes also cover the windows, otherwise light surprises the playful master of dreams.

Yu Miao was having a strange dream.

He soaked in the hot spring pool, and his whole body was very relaxed, as if all his troubles and depression had been washed away.

In an exceptionally comfortable state, electricity ran up his spine.

He thought in his heart that something happened, dreaming of water, it feels like he is about to wet the bed!

Hey, he covered his face and struggled to wake up and hold back, but when he struggled to really open his eyes——

Not urine.

Yu Miao suddenly lost all sleepiness, his face turned red like an apple, he thought: It's better not to open your eyes!

Fang Zai, who met once yesterday, had his throat rolling for a moment, and blood was still on his face.

In addition, there are large and small wounds on the muscular body that are still oozing blood, and the black collar on the neck is particularly abrupt.

Only then did Yu Miao realize that something was wrong.

The smell of blood was too strong.

Yu Miao was so shocked that her eyes widened and she wrinkled her nose.He glanced at the remaining blood on the ground and immediately looked away, his eyes were red with fright and he sat up quickly.

He is the person who hates bloody scenes the most, looking at the guy who is obviously the culprit in front of him, he is instinctively afraid to stay away.

And Fang Zai raised his head, exuding a confused aura all over his body, the greed in his eyes was full of greed, and he was in a trance-like detachment like a pilgrimage.

"Master, I am the winner. So can you please put a ring on the slave?"

This is a custom, and Yu Miao learned about it yesterday.

——Get the gift of high caste by winning by killing.

Yu Miao trembled: "Okay..."

In the box next to the bed are the accessories that have been prepared.

Inside, there are five rings arranged according to the system.

Yu Miao picked up the one with more pendants, which should be earrings.

Fang Zai didn't have pierced ears.

How to bring it?He hesitated.

Fang Zai couldn't hide his disappointment, and narrowed his eyebrows slightly, "Does the master not like slaves?"

How dare!

"No, no," Yu Miao quickly waved her hand, "I just don't know how to carry it..."

Then he found that his hand was held by Fang Zai's hand that was painted by Man Haina and was wearing a gold bracelet.

That hand was terribly hot.

There was only one gold bracelet given yesterday, but now Fang Zai has three in one hand.

Yu Miao thought that in many parts of Asia, the more bracelets and jewelry a woman has, the more she is loved by her husband.

Bracelets in this world are obtained by fighting...so killing because of love?

Just listening, Fang Zai said: "You can use it to pierce my body, don't be sorry, this is the glory I have been looking forward to for a long time."