scorched earth lust

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This is a cruel, dilapidated one-story building, dimly lit. There are no windows on this floor; instead, wooden planks, seemingly waiting to die, line the spaces where glass once stood. To block some ultraviolet radiation, the inhabitants of this floor pile anything that can isolate them from the outside world at the windows, even accumulating rotting corpses and garbage.

Mutated parasites roam everywhere: fist-sized flies, mosquitoes, and blood flukes are ubiquitous. Deformed "pets," abandoned due to mutation, are everywhere. These "pets" typically serve three purposes: first, they are trained to catch mutated pests for food; second, when pests are unavailable, they are fed corpses or rotting flesh; and third, feces are their only sustenance. Even feces are highly nutritious for these "pets," a delicious lunch. These "pets" also act as the inhabitants' waste cleaners. In the second stage, people domesticate these "pets" for breeding. Those "pets" that survived the catastrophe often possess astonishing vitality and fertility. They are allowed to mate extensively to reproduce. After giving birth, these "pets" rarely live long; they either die during childbirth and become food for the host, or they become food after the birthing process. In the third stage, over 90% of the offspring of these bred "pets" are deformed and unable to survive independently. These mutated deformities are often hunted down on the same day they are born; lunch is a luxury, and these deformed creatures are only used as breakfast or dinner. The 18th floor
of the Te Allen Building, known as the "doghouse," is the floor with the most "pets" and also the floor with the highest mortality rate. Legend has it that countless "pets" and the spirits of the deceased constantly linger and entwine on this floor. Every nightfall, the kennels echo with unusually piercing howls. Life is lost on this floor for various reasons, and it's said that only survivors with strong hearts can live here.

Deep within the 18th floor, on the east side, lies a dark, deep doorway. Beside it stands a wooden plank painted in red—"Behind the plank, a vicious dog."

Suddenly, from the depths behind the plank, a strange howl echoes.

"Snap!"

A hand, not particularly fair, grasps the iron doorway from the inside.

With a "clatter," the door is pulled open, and in the dim light, nothing can be seen hidden in the darkness behind the doorway.

A sharp whistle rang out from behind the doorframe, and a hand was thrown out. It was a deformed, mutated hand, presumably a human left hand. The fingers were twisted and intertwined, the ring, middle, and index fingers tangled together like intertwined tree roots, connected at the tips. There were no nails, only fleshy spirals at the tips. Two bizarre right thumbs grew from the back of the hand where the little finger had joined to the left.

"Thud!"

The severed hand hit the ground with a thud. At the severed end was a tearing wound, with several centimeters of bone and several centimeters of blood vessels still attached. Scattered blood seemed to be flowing from the severed blood vessels.

Suddenly, a dark shadow darted out from a corner of the building, then another, then another…

More and more shadows gathered before the severed hand, each with a menacing glint in its eyes.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh... Woof woof woof... Whoosh whoosh..."

The dark figures were none other than pets, and in a short moment, hundreds of them swarmed up the corridor on the 18th floor.

They swarmed and pounced on the severed hand lying on the ground. The "pets" tore at the severed hand, and in the blink of an eye, the severed hand was shredded to pieces, leaving not even a trace of bone.

Then, a voluptuous figure in high heels emerged from behind the doorway. She wore a simple white dress, the fabric of which, though sparse, covered all the areas she wanted to conceal. She showed no fear in the face of these ferocious "pets," crouching down and spreading her legs. Underneath the white dress and short skirt, she wore nothing, revealing a bare vulva. A ring-shaped pendant hung from the outside of her full vulva. Then, her full vulva was gently pried open by a pair of hands, and the pink vagina parted slightly. At the same time, a trickle of vaginal fluid dripped from the vaginal opening. Two fingers were gently inserted into the vaginal opening, slightly probing the vaginal canal. Vaginal fluid dripped continuously from the fingers onto the floor.

Within this space, all the male "pets" were erect, their genitals exposed to the air, glowing a deep green as they stared intently at the juicy orifice before them.

Then, the two fingers inserted into the vaginal opening were slowly pushed inside, stretching the labia open. The clitoris peeked out from under the foreskin, and below the clitoris, where the urethra should have been, was a metal butterfly-shaped spring-loaded key, with a ring pendant hanging from one side.

The rhythm of the fingers increasing after insertion was evident as the two fingers, hooked together, repeatedly pulled up and down the vaginal walls, faster and faster! Suddenly, the ring pendant hanging from the vaginal opening seemed to emit a pale green light! In that instant, the speed of the fingers' up-and-down movement was almost at its limit! The endless flow of vaginal fluid, accompanied by the sounds of thrusting into the vaginal walls, echoed throughout the kennel!

"Pfft!"

The finger suddenly pressed against the G-spot on the upper edge of the vaginal wall! The finger stopped at the G-spot on the vaginal wall! A large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out of the vaginal opening! At the same time, the pendant ring hanging from the vaginal opening also emitted a faint green light! As a large amount of vaginal fluid sprayed onto the pendant ring, the sprayed vaginal fluid was atomized by the ring, and along with the rising white smoke, the entire kennel was instantly filled with atomized vaginal fluid and a lewd atmosphere.

"Woof woof woof!!!! Woof woof woof!!!!"

The male "pet" closest to the door could no longer suppress its restless emotions, and lunged forward, trying to lick up the vaginal fluid and the pubic fluid all over the ground.

This restless "pet" was a brown Cobo Fila, about 1 meter tall at the shoulder and weighing around 35 kilograms. After the catastrophe, the Cobo hadn't changed much, except that all its fur had fallen out, leaving its exposed skin a completely reddish-brown. Its hardened outer skin was only steered by itself. This Cobo also served as the kennel's guard dog, chosen for its tough, impervious skin. The Cobo leaped into the air and

pounced on the source of the vaginal fluid, opening its blood-red maw. In an instant, its open mouth was filled with sharp, pointed fangs, their cold light flashing back and forth. Even if you weren't there to witness this predation, it would still send chills down your spine.

As the Cobo's fanged maw drew closer to the source of the vaginal fluid, the girl in white showed no intention of fleeing, instead continuing to forcefully open her vaginal opening, allowing more vaginal fluid to spray out.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle!!! Awooooooooo!!!!!!!!!"

The moment the Pharaoh approached the girl's vagina

, he tore open in mid-air, starting from the center of his nose! Blood

… a mist of blood sprayed out from the tear in his nose! Then, from the tear in his nose to his brow, his jaw and skull were completely ripped apart, followed by his neck… then his sternum… his spine… and finally his testicles… his penis… his tail…

"Snap!"… "Pfft!"

The Pharaoh's entire body leaped into the air and lunged at the girl. The instant he touched her, his body was completely cleaved in two, from the middle of his nose to his entire torso. The two severed fragments fell to the ground behind the girl. As the Pharaoh's remains passed through the girl's body, no internal organs or blood were strangely ejected; only white mist rose continuously from the Pharaoh's corpse, as if it had just experienced a high-temperature ordeal. In the right side of the Pharaoh's body, even his heart and brain were still beating, and his erect penis was continuously ejaculating semen into the air.

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[Let's rewind a little, slow down time a little] During the girl's orgasm, the pendant hanging from her vaginal opening flickered with a green fluorescence. This green light vibrated violently with the girl's orgasm, the vibration accelerating, causing the green light to resonate molecularly. This abnormally intense molecular resonance created a miniature high-frequency molecular vibration barrier centered on the ring—a molecular blade imperceptible to the naked eye. Therefore, the evaporation of moisture occurred as the vaginal fluid sprayed onto the ring. Simultaneously, as the Pharaoh touched the girl, his nose first came into contact with the activated molecular blade on the ring, tearing his entire body apart.

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The girl in plain clothes stopped her actions, completely withdrawing her fingers from her vagina at the end. As she withdrew them, an earring-shaped object was pulled from her vagina. The earring appeared to be a male earring, with a silver diamond embedded in one corner.

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Part 2 [Old Chapter]

Video Time: April 6, 2017.

Dr. Yerevan glanced at the numbers displayed on the control panel, picked up the logbook beside him, and began making notes. He then looked at Naoli in the laboratory.

Naorie was tightly bound to the center of the laboratory by five mechanical tentacle shackles. Her hands were raised high, her legs spread apart, and her body was slightly leaning back, forming an "X" shape. Behind Naorie, the five mechanical shackles were connected by blue light, like a powerful force field controlling all of Naorie's strength, preventing her from moving even an inch. Despite her relentless efforts, Naorie tried to use her own strength to shake this wretched device, even if only by the slightest bit. Unfortunately, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move an inch within the device. Each time Naorie exerted force, there was no response from her body; only her exposed, high pubic bone and thick vulva would slightly open and close with each effort. There wasn't a single pubic hair on Naorie's vulva. Naorie's head was only slightly tilted back, her green pupils, hidden among her disheveled long hair, fixed on the direction of Yerevan.

"Looks like you're looking forward to it too, dear Naorie. But this still won't do. The estrogen levels are a bit too high; it's not good for our test subjects."

Dr. Yerevan said, tapping on the control panel and then pressing the button in the lower right corner.
Next, two more mechanical tentacles extended from the mechanical disc at the top of the lab. These tentacles were now transparent and closed, with a thinner needle at the tip, about 10 centimeters long. They slowly descended from the top of Naorie's head, stopping at her navel. Then, a blue light surface was generated on Naorie's back within the blue light rays that were fixed in place. This blue light surface scanned Naorie's back and abdomen, and the scan data was projected onto Dr. Yerevan's control panel.

Dr. Erevan watched the image projected onto the panel, which displayed a semi-transparent scan of Naorie's internal organs from both her back and abdomen. Using the panel, Dr. Erevan set the display to "Blood Default," making Naorie's abdominal organs clearly visible on the control panel. They were so vivid and lifelike that even Naorie's breath seemed to correspond to the uterus and intestines.

Dr. Erevan used the joystick on the panel to fine-tune the probe needles, adjusting the hollow probe needles to the sides of Naorie's abdomen…

"Snap!"

Dr. Erevan tapped the execute button on the control panel, then picked up a pen and logbook to make some notes.

Inside the laboratory, the two needles pressed against Naorie's abdomen were indeed spiraling into her body. On the projection screen, the needles could be seen probing Naoli's abdomen. The needles slowly pierced her skin on both sides, then some thin layers of fat, then muscle tissue, then her intestines… Wait, the needles didn't penetrate any of Naoli's intestines; instead, they passed through the gaps between them. Finally, the needles reached their ultimate destination—the ovaries.
"Ughh ... "Sizzle sizzle..." From the massive mechanical disk above Naorie's head, two hollow tentacles embedded in her ovaries began pouring streams of an eerie, fluorescent green liquid downwards. The liquid flowed through the tentacles' tubes towards the needles already inserted into her ovaries. "Pfft~" The green liquid was injected in large quantities into Naorie's ovaries through the tubular tentacles. Naorie opened her mouth, motionless, her thighs trembling violently at a high frequency. Amidst these violent tremors, her vaginal opening opened and closed violently. Suddenly, a stream of strangely luminous liquid forcefully shot out from her urethra. This unusual jet of urine was incredibly powerful; although Naorie was at least five meters away from Dr. Erewin's glass wall in the laboratory, a portion of this stream of urine sprayed completely onto the glass wall in front of Dr. Erewin without any reservation. The green liquid continued to be injected into Naorie's ovaries. Through Dr. Erevan's control panel projection, it was clear that the entire ovary was completely filled with this foreign green liquid. The ovary had even begun to swell unnaturally, its size approaching that of a billiard ball, squeezing the fallopian tubes on both sides and the top of the uterus together. Two distinct, unnatural bulges were visible on either side of Naorie's lower abdomen, emitting an unnatural, strange green fluorescence under the laboratory's dim lights. Dr. Erevan continued operating the control panel, seemingly deep in thought, and pressed the "Biochemistry Default" option. The control panel projection displayed the condition of Naorie's abdominal organs. Dr. Erevan zoomed in on the projection, observing closely. Within each ovary were several translucent green fluorescent spots, about 7-8 in each ovary, with 3-4 similar green fluorescent spots in the center of the ovary. Dr. picked up his logbook and made detailed records in the "ovaries" section. Dr. Yerevan put down the logboard in his hand, turned to the camera lens and said, "Case number 41021, life form feedback result: excessive estrogen, maternal conception is required for correction." As Dr. Yerevan finished speaking, he continued to operate the control panel.

Inside the laboratory, the needles inserted into Naorie's breasts vibrated mechanically. The part of the needle attached to the tentacle detached naturally, and the detached tentacle retracted along the original disc at the top, leaving only the needle in Naorie 's chest. "Ughh

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Meanwhile, a small, torn notch had appeared on one of Naorie's nipples. The outer edge of Naorie's right nipple had lost its original elasticity, and the expanding steel needle had ruptured it, protruding at an angle. A trickle of blood mixed with white liquid flowed down one side of her breast from the tear. Naorie's breasts were already quite swollen, and after the mammary glands were expanded, the entire areola also swelled completely, increasing in size by at least 1-2 centimeters. A fully expanded steel needle was still crookedly inserted into the outer side of Naorie's erect right nipple, making it appear as if two nipples were growing on Naorie's right breast: one bright red and flowing with blood, the other a cold, metallic nipple.

"Execute!" With Dr. Erevan's operation, the steel needle in Naorie's chest changed. With another tremor, the expanding steel needle embedded in Naorie's nipple began to rotate from the inside, then changed, and then a vacuum appeared!

"

Sizzle s

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At this moment, Dr. Erevan was merely making some notes on Naorie in the laboratory and had no interest in appreciating this lewd scene. Looking at Naorie in the laboratory again, her left breast had returned to its normal size. The previously violently swollen breast no longer had that ferocious, bursting feeling. It was a fairly pretty breast, and although it was no longer swollen, it still had the firmness of a young girl. However, at the tip of that breast, there was an unnatural protrusion. That protrusion was pointing upwards, expanding the already erect nipple to an unacceptable degree. In the middle of the nipple hole was a ring of metallic interior, and the remaining milk on the inner wall of the metallic nipple was dripping down the somewhat shriveled breast. On the other breast, a small, inconspicuous, yellowish-flesh-colored fleshy growth grew at the bright red nipple. This was some breast tissue squeezed out from the torn nipple, temporarily blocking the tear. From the outside, it looked as if two nipples had grown on the right breast. Because of this, Naorie's right breast still contained a large amount of milk that had not yet been fully released. Although it did not appear as swollen as before, it still looked unusually full. The bright red areola was still erect on the right breast, pulsating with Naorie's breathing. ... ... Part 3 March 14, 2029, inside the Te Allen Building, 46F [Second Authority]. Inside the Te Allen Building, this floor appeared remarkably bright against the backdrop of its dilapidated exterior. Except for a cracked corner on the west side, this floor was basically the most intact floor in the entire Te Allen Building. The people living on this floor were the symbol of the spirit of the Te Allen Building, and also the symbol of the Second Authority's rule within the Te Allen Building. Those residing above the 46th floor are mostly survivors without any unusual characteristics, and most of them either submit to or beg for protection from the residents of the 46th floor (except for the highest-ranking inhabitants on the top floor). Those living below the 46th floor are mostly mutants or impoverished survivors, receiving no protection and showing no pity or sympathy. Some upper-floor inhabitants even treat these survivors as scraps for food, subjecting them to humiliation and abuse. For the inhabitants of the Te Allen Building, the 46th floor is also a passage between heaven and hell; those on the upper floors can freely move downwards, while those on the lower floors cannot move upwards. On the east side of floor 46, in front of a floor-to-ceiling window lined with radiation-shielding glass, a well-dressed , burly middle-aged man spoke to a young man behind him, "Chen Jie, this is my last warning. Staying away from Chen Liangxuan is good for both of us." The young man, named Chen Jie, appeared to be in his late twenties, with shoulder-length hair and silver diamond earrings on either side. He wore a casual hoodie, slightly hip-hop style pants, and spotless white sneakers. Underneath his open hoodie was a crisp black shirt, giving him an exceptionally wealthy and aristocratic air in this apocalyptic world. His skin was unusually pale, a result of prolonged lack of sunlight. His left hand was in his pocket, while his right hand gestured accusingly in the air. "Godfather, this is a baseless accusation. I will not believe you until you have concrete evidence." The man called Godfather turned around. He was exceptionally burly, about two meters tall, wearing a reddish-brown Tang suit. The front and back of the suit were embroidered with a giant dragon coiled in gold thread. The clothes fit his body perfectly, showing that he was very strong and robust. On this burly body was an old head, which was bald. He wore Cartier sunglasses, and behind the sunglasses was a face full of wrinkles. On the left side of this face, there was an old and long scar that ran from the right side of his head to his left cheek. The old man asked Chen Jie, "Chen Liangxuan is a Jiang Liuer. She doesn't even belong here. How much do you know about her?!" Chen Jie seemed angry and replied, "We grew up together. After the catastrophe, my family not only didn't provide Liangxuan with any help, but we also kept distancing ourselves from her. I don't understand why you did this, and I don't accept your actions." The old man turned to Chen Jie, took off his glasses, revealing a ferocious and aged face. One of his eyes was a red tumor, with no white or iris visible, just a bright red tumor growing in his left eye socket. The old man stared at Chen Jie and said viciously, "I'll only say this once. If I find out you're in contact with her, I'll kill her!" After saying that, the old man put his glasses back on and turned to look out the window. Chen Jie didn't say anything more, but turned and walked towards the door. ... "Damn it!" Chen Jie muttered, walking into the elevator at the end of the corridor. The elevator slowly ascended and stopped at 50F.

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On February 16, 2029, inside the Te Allen Building, floor 50 [Production Room]. This
floor , and most of the essential tools needed for daily life are produced here. Of course, there's no such thing as a free lunch; all the tools and equipment people need must be obtained through equivalent exchange. Floor 50 is also under the jurisdiction of floor 46, belonging to
the Production Room of the Second Royal Authority. This so-called equivalent exchange only applies to the residents of the upper floors; for the lower-level residents, the cost of exchange is enormous, because for them, there is nothing of value below.
A year ago, among the inhabitants of floor 29, a mutated, deformed woman miraculously gave birth to a healthy baby girl. However, none of the inhabitants on floor 29 had enough food to feed her. The baby's father, also a mutated individual with 40% deformity, was forced to sacrifice his own life and his wife's to ensure the baby's survival. Their only request was some fresh milk from the inhabitants on floor 55, "between the ranches." Despite their desperate

pleas, the administrators on floor 46 refused their request, refusing to believe that two deformed parents could produce a healthy child. They didn't want to waste their limited food on this uncertain life and demanded that the baby be dissected; if her organs were intact, she would be saved, but if they were deformed, she would be abandoned.

Desperate, the baby's father had no choice but to kill his wife and boil her organs and bones into a soup to feed his child. Three months later, the baby girl's father had boiled the last bone from his deceased wife into a soup to feed her. But by then, there was nothing left to eat, and outside the Te Allen Building, there was an abundance of irradiated food. The father refused to accept that his child would suffer the same discrimination he had endured and hoped she could grow up healthy. He then pleaded with the administrators of 46F for some fresh milk, but this request was deemed unreasonable, and his hope for survival was dashed once more. That night, amidst the baby's cries, the father chopped off his left arm with a knife, followed a month later by his right foot, then his left leg, and finally his entire right leg. When the baby girl turned one, she finally learned to speak…

“Papa…Papa…Papa…”

However, no one could respond to this newly-speaking infant. Beside her lay a cold male corpse, missing both legs, his entire left arm, both ears, nose, tongue, and one eye. Next to the corpse was a dilapidated pot, covered in a thick layer of black ash. At the bottom of the ash were pieces of rotting flesh, fused to the pot's base—the corpse's last vestige of dignity: a complete set of male genitalia.

Shortly afterward, another baby girl's corpse was found in the kennel aisle, this one having lost all its internal organs…

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Several people were gathered around a wooden workbench about eight meters away, seemingly discussing something. In the center of this enormous workbench sat an exceptionally vibrant, blooming flower. The flower was remarkably bright, its petals enormous, like the size of a hand, tightly packed layer upon layer, displaying shades of crimson, peach, reddish-purple, pure purple, and pure white—a dense and dazzling display of color. The entire flower was covered in fine hairs, and a milky sap was faintly seeping from its stamen. Its leaves resembled those of a wormwood plant, with dozens of flowers on a single stem, all beautiful and captivating. The stamen resembled the tender pink lips of a young girl, containing thousands of tiny seeds, each like a grain of sand.

"Cough…cough…cough…"

A weak cough escaped from among the crowd around the table, but no one paid it any attention.

"Lord Chen Jie! This...is it really alright?!"

The pharmacist asked Chen Jie, his eyes revealing a deep-seated fear and awe.

"As a pharmacist, do you have any better solutions?"

Chen Jie looked at the pharmacist, who lowered his head silently when their eyes met, no longer daring to say anything, only glancing at the exceptionally beautiful flower blooming on the table.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

At this moment, a weak female voice came from the crowd...

"This...this...this might ruin this Te Allen. If they really get addicted, the consequences are unimaginable..."

Chen Jie looked up at the people opposite the control panel, finally fixing his gaze on a girl wearing a nurse's mask. The girl was dressed in a nurse's uniform, but beneath the long gown was a pair of worn-out black stockings with garter belts, and on the bottom of the stockings were a pair of dirty white cloth shoes with a few cute embroidered patches.

"Alright, let's try it and see."

With that, Chen Jie snapped his fingers, and two enormous hands appeared on either side of the nurse's shoulders. These hands were so large that each hand could easily grasp half a shoulder and half an arm.

The nurse was firmly held in place by the large hands, her eyes filled with terror. Just as she tried to struggle, the large hands suddenly tightened their grip, forcefully lifting her entire body off the ground. Her feet were already dangling in the air, slowly being lifted up by the large hands.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

The strength of the hands increased, and the bones inside the nurse's body made a "crackling" sound, as if the large hands behind her were about to crush her frail body.

"Smack!!!!!!!!!"

The nurse's body was slammed heavily onto the operating table in front of Chen Jie.

"Cough... Pfft... Cough... Pfft..."

A patch of blood, greenish-red and soaked with liquid, appeared on the nurse's mask. Blood mixed with dark green liquid slowly flowed from the edge of the nurse's mask, down her chin, and down her collar.

"This... This... Waaah... This is... My only... Cough... Clean work clothes..."

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Part 4 [Old Chapter]

Video time: April 6, 2017

In the center of the laboratory, Naoli was firmly fixed by mechanical tentacles. Her head was slightly tilted back, and her face was expressionless. Her originally firm and full breasts now appeared somewhat shriveled in stark contrast. One breast was like a balloon that had not yet deflated, while the areola and nipple of the other breast were still erect. Next to the nipple was a small piece of pink soft flesh, as if two nipples were growing together on one breast, which appeared particularly full in contrast to the other.

Suddenly, an expression of suppressed shame appeared on Naoli's previously expressionless face. She clenched her fists, and her thighs trembled slightly.

Then, the trembling in Naoli's thighs became more and more intense. Naoli's brows furrowed, her eyes were tightly closed, and she bit her lower lip hard, as if she was enduring something.

"…………Eek…………Hmm…………Hmm…………Eek…………Hmm…………" Naoli's eyes were closed, and the veins on her ankles were bulging. She was trying to squeeze her legs together, but under the influence of the blue optical field of the mechanical shackles, she could do nothing and couldn't change her current position at all. The only response she could get was the trembling of her slightly parted labia and the trembling of her vaginal opening. A trace of liquid seemed to be flowing from her vulva, and it was impossible to tell whether it was urine or vaginal fluid.
"Ugh…………Hmm…………Ugh…………"

Naoli's trembling became more and more intense!

Suddenly, Naoli opened her eyes. Her hands, which had been clenched into fists, opened, and she stretched out her fingers, trying to straighten each one. Her eyes were wide open, and her green pupils slowly rolled upwards. Then, the trembling between Naoli's thighs intensified. With the violent trembling, Naoli's vagina and urethra seemed to lose all control, and streams of fluid flowed continuously down her open vulva and groin.

One minute passed… two minutes passed… five minutes passed… ten minutes passed…

It seemed as if all the moisture in Naoli's body was flowing out through her vulva, forming a greenish, fluorescent puddle on the floor beneath her. Her body fluids continued to leak from her trembling vulva. Naoli's eyes rolled back, her once green pupils losing their luster. Her mouth was slightly open, her pink tongue protruding slightly, her face expressionless.

"Drip… drip… drip… drip…"

The fluids inside Naoli continued to flow out through her trembling vulva, indistinguishable between urine and vaginal fluid, continuously flowing down her thighs to her toes and dripping onto the floor.

About thirty minutes later…

Naorie’s body was completely unresponsive. Her lifeless eyes rolled upwards, as if she had lost all signs of life. “

It seems she’s ready,” Dr.

Erevan said, glancing at the dazed Naorie before operating the control panel.

“Execute,” he pressed Enter. … …

“ Wa

... Naorie's legs were stretched straight out, attempting to touch the ground with her toes. Even with her entire foot bone fully straightened, her feet still couldn't reach the ground. At this moment, some noticeable changes appeared on Naorie's body. Her once voluptuous figure now showed obvious signs of dehydration. On either side of Naorie's breasts, where the skin of her chest was once smooth, the outline of her ribs was now clearly visible. The curves of her once alluring and elastic waist, hips, and pelvic bones were gradually emerging from her skin. At Naorie's once full vulva, the outline of her pubic bone and clitoris became more pronounced. And on her once smooth vulva, a large amount of thick, curly, dark green pubic hair had grown, so dense that it covered her lower abdomen, labia, and even her anus. Naorie now appeared extremely thin. Two relatively full breasts, one large and one small, clung to her emaciated body. Beneath her breasts, on her previously shriveled stomach, the outline of a uterus, compressed and prominent, was visible. On either side of the uterus were two fallopian tubes, each about the thickness of a finger, and ovaries the size of papayas, their distinct outlines clearly visible on her abdomen. Thick pubic hair covered her legs, obscuring her labia and vaginal opening, making it difficult to discern what should have been there. Dr. Erevan read and recorded the data projected on the control panel, occasionally observing Naorie, muttering to himself, "We can proceed to the second stage." With that, Dr. Erevan pressed the "Execute" button on the control panel. "Hiss..." Inside the laboratory, the pressure valve on the protective door behind Naorie released pressure, and a burst of white steam escaped from around the door. "Creak~" The heavy protective door was pushed open, revealing complete darkness behind the white door. Within that dark space, a hunched, robust figure walked towards the laboratory. The figure's gait was unlike that of a normal human; his steps were uneven, neither nimble nor clumsy. "The show's about to begin. This time, I can't afford to make a mistake. Perhaps this is the last time," Dr. Yerevan said with a hint of joy, turning to face the camera lens. Dr. Yerevan walked behind the camera, and the camera adjusted its focus, zooming in on the laboratory display. Now, the entire screen showed the laboratory. From behind the open protective door, a figure darted out. This…this is…this…this should be considered human? Or perhaps a humanoid male creature that resembles a human?! This creature looked remarkably like a male animal?! It resembled a mandrill or a chimpanzee, but it had very little body hair, especially on its chest, abdomen, and genitals. The chest area consisted of a single, robust, and exceptionally well-developed pectoral muscle, completely hairless. Small, dark brown nipples adorned the tanned skin. Below the pectoral muscle were eight perfectly formed, almost flawlessly developed abdominal muscles. A tuft of body hair, about ten centimeters long, grew vertically downwards from the navel below the abdominal muscles. Beneath this tuft of hair was a rather strange male genital organ. This organ wasn't very long, appearing to be only about ten centimeters. The penis looked quite swollen, with a ring of dark red skin along the lower edge of the glans, resembling a closed umbrella. At the urethral opening at the tip of the glans, a dark red, possibly fleshy or bony spike protruded from the inside out, measuring only about two to three centimeters in length. The rest of the creature's body was covered with varying amounts of black body hair, which was not dense and even somewhat sparse. This hair was mostly distributed on its head, limbs, back, and buttocks. The creature's limb muscles appeared unusually well-developed. It always hunched over, and its height was approximately 170 to 180 centimeters. It was impossible to tell whether the hair on its face was hair or a beard; its facial structure was not significantly different from a human's, except that its chin and mouth protruded considerably. When the creature first rushed into the laboratory, it seemed somewhat overwhelmed by the bright light and appeared dizzy. Just as it was trying to return to the dark space through the protective door, the door slammed shut again. The creature turned around and pounded on the closed protective door, exposing its entire back. It was a very strong back, with each section covered in sparse black hair. This hair did not look like human hair, but rather like chimpanzee hair. Behind its hairy back, at the center of its lower waist, there was a cup-sized circular patch of skin. This patch of skin was hairless and covered with thick, burn-like scars.

"Eeeeeee... Awoooooo... Eeeeeee..."

The creature pounded its chest and hissed, the sound unlike human language, more like an animal's cry. The sound grew louder, and the creature became increasingly agitated; its pounding seemed to vibrate even the laboratory glass.

The creature wasn't far from Naoli, who remained unresponsive, only her chest showing slight rise and fall against her prominent ribs.

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Part 5 [Past Events] Old World, 2020.

Chen Jie was born into a family of police officers; both his parents were highly respected local police officers, especially his father, whom Chen Jie always viewed as tall and imposing. After graduating from police academy, Chen Jie became a policeman. Besides a pure sense of justice driving him to this decision, the most important reason was his deep-seated desire to protect the giants.

However, shortly after becoming a qualified police officer, a dream come true, Chen Jie began to perceive the "contradiction" hidden within the job.

Police officers would "risk their lives to protect the people"...

but at the same time...

those very people they risked their lives to protect would try to evade the police and commit despicable acts!

Theft, hit-and-run accidents, smashing police car windows with stones—these incidents were increasingly frequent in the city...

The police, who were supposed to protect the general public, had also become prey in the eyes of these corrupt and malicious individuals. They showed no gratitude, only making demands, hurling insults, and issuing irresponsible and malicious comments like, "What the hell are you doing?!"

And when the police risked their lives to arrest these scoundrels, the laws, originally meant to protect the public interest, would readily release them under the influence of their money.

Later, Chen Jie also began to learn about this "contradiction."

...

...

Chen Jie worked with his father at the same police station. His father often patrolled with him. This day, however, his father was temporarily transferred to a neighboring area, leaving Chen Jie to patrol the streets alone.

In a dimly lit alley, a pimp wearing a hoodie and a sweatshirt pointed at a scantily clad streetwalker in the distance and whispered to Chen Jie, who was dressed in a police uniform, "Officer, please let me go this time. She's really in need of money because her father owes a huge sum of money to loan sharks. She's forced into prostitution because she has no other choice. If she had a better option, she wouldn't be doing this."
Chen Jie glanced at the streetwalker, who was nonchalantly playing with her fingernails, trying to pick off the chipped and worn nail polish.

The pimp continued, "Women like her are just for show, they won't cause any trouble..."

As he spoke, the pimp pulled a roll of money from his sleeve and silently placed it in Chen Jie's palm.

Chen Jie tilted his head, the brim of his police cap obscuring one of his eyes as he pondered…

“What’s wrong with this? What’s wrong with taking money from these scoundrels?”

…

“The security on this street has always been excellent. Even if I arrest this guy, they can be released immediately after paying bail… For them, the only difference is whether they pay ‘me’ or ‘the court and lawyer’…

“

Even if I take this money, I’ll still work my ass off to protect this street. Nothing will change.”
Chen Jie said nothing, silently clutching the money handed to him.

“Brother, you’re a really kind-hearted person. You’re truly a responsible police officer!”

With that, the pimp brushed past Chen Jie, pulling away a streetwalker and disappearing into the depths of the alley.

…

…

[One night]

The police station received a report of a burglary at a senior citizens’ apartment. Chen Jie and his father rushed to the scene.

"Chen Jie! Go in through the back door!"

his father commanded, running in the other direction.

As soon as he opened the back door, Chen Jie bumped into the annoying guy trying to escape!

Chen Jie drew his gun, pointing it at the prisoner who was about to jump out the window.

"Don't move! You're under arrest!"

When the prisoner turned around, Chen Jie realized it was the pimp from the alley; it seemed he not only pimped but also worked as a thief.

The pimp jumped down from the window, grinning at Chen Jie, and said, "Oh, it's you... I was so careless... Um... Can you pretend you didn't see anything...? Just let me go this time... I won't cause you any trouble."

Chen Jie's eyes were resolute and sharp, one hand holding a gun and the other pointing at the criminal in front of him. "No! I'm arresting you!!!"

The pimp raised one hand and said, "Please! Brother! Think about it carefully... If you arrest me... then your acceptance of my bribes will be exposed... That gun you're holding is really dangerous... Don't point it at me, okay!?"

Hearing the pimp's words, Chen Jie was at a loss for what to do. His face showed difficulty, and large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. He slowly removed the gun from the pimp's body, and the silence seemed to freeze with his inner turmoil.

As the pimp spoke, he approached Chen Jie. His raised hand slowly moved towards Chen Jie's raised pistol, pressing the muzzle down and lowering it. His other hand went behind his back.

Suddenly! The pimp pulled a loaded pistol from behind him and pointed it at Chen Jie!

"Chen Jie!!! What are you daydreaming about!!! That guy has a gun!!!"

A stern rebuke rang in his ears, followed by a tall figure shoving him aside…

"Bang!!!" ———————— "Bang!!!"

…

In the frozen air, two gunshots shattered the silence almost simultaneously.

Chen Jie, knocked to the ground, looked up and saw his father lying in a pool of blood.

Just moments ago, the father, gun in hand, rushed from the other side of the apartment building. He saw the criminal pointing the gun at Chen Jie, and as the gun was pointed at him, the father used his body to push his son away. At that instant, both the criminal and the father pointed their guns at each other and pulled the triggers almost simultaneously…

…

Chen Jie's legs trembled, and he struggled to his feet, using the wall for support. His father, shot in the chest, lay motionless in a pool of blood, completely lifeless. The criminal, only wounded in the right shoulder, was clutching his injury and groaning in pain.

…

…

Soon afterward, police cars and ambulances arrived. They arrested the criminal, and Chen Jie's future was over. He was not only punished for embezzlement but also burdened with the heavy cross of "causing the death of his comrade" and "causing the death of his father," a cross he could never remove…

After that, his mind and body completely sank into the abyss of "darkness"...

Now there was nothing that could move him, or anything that gave him any value in life.
No matter who died, or where, even his own family, he would probably be unmoved...
He had become that kind of person

... After the catastrophe, for Chen Jie,

a

"huge and absolute leader" appeared. When this leader issued an order, he could forget everything and wholeheartedly carry out the action...
(

A

soldier doesn't need to think about anything else; for him, completing orders is paramount).
...
[The End]

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