People are infinite, creating the strongest Crystal Palace

Who knew that this action would allow Moyan to enter deeper, causing her to fall limp again.

It was already very deep because it came from behind, and now with this arch, it almost broke into a deeper depth.

"Hiss... Hehe, if we take action against her, we will all be a family from now on."

Moyan felt the tip of his penis being clamped and he deliberately straightened it.

"Well... stop pushing... it's going to leak out..."

Asuna, who was about to retort that Moyan was too fickle, felt that her innermost part was about to be opened, so she immediately clamped her legs together.

If Moyan were allowed to push further in, the already filled room would definitely not be able to bear it, and he would definitely lose consciousness.

"Then tell me, do you agree with me taking action against Tongzi?"

Moyan stopped his movements and gently pressed his body against Asuna's back, waiting for her to object, then he immediately pressed his body down heavily.

"Well... whatever you like..."

Asuna was just complaining a little and didn't think about stopping Moyan.

The moment she accepted the contract, she knew most of the information about Mo Yan, and she naturally knew about the harem world.

The reason why she has been in a bad mood these days is because Moyan was only concerned with bullying Tuzawa Shencheng and the number of times he injected into her body has decreased.

This time, so much was injected at once that she felt a little overwhelmed.

More than ten minutes later, Asuna saw Moyan get up, so she immediately turned over, put her hands between her legs, and stepped back towards the head of the bed to prevent Moyan from entering again.

"Don't... don't... don't pour any more into it... there's really no room left..."

Seeing Moyan looking at her, she quickly accused Moyan with tearful eyes.

Curled up at the head of the bed, he looked pitiful, weak and helpless.

"But, you are satisfied, but I am not."

Moyan ignored Asuna's pretending to be pitiful and pointed at his lower body.

There was still no sign of fatigue, which made Asuna's throat tighten.

"I...I use my mouth..."

Asuna knew that if she didn't satisfy Moyan, he would definitely not let her go.

"But... it's only this once tonight. If you can't do it, go find Mitt."

In order to prevent Moyan from pouring more water into her body, Asuna had no choice but to compromise and use her mouth, while not forgetting to ask her best friend Usagi Fukasumi to help.

In the next room, Usagi Fukasumi was sleeping comfortably with a pillow in his arms.

For some reason, Moyan, who came to bully her every night, didn't come tonight, so she was finally able to fall asleep according to her own consciousness.

But just as she fell asleep, she felt a chill on her back, which woke her up instantly.

She opened her eyes and blinked, then looked at the room where she was alone, and then she went back to sleep with peace of mind.

……

The next day, when Kazuko Kiritani came downstairs, she saw Asuna sitting at the dining table, rubbing her stomach and looking helplessly at the breakfast on the table.

After she walked in, she heard Asuna mumbling quietly.

"Hmm...I can't eat anymore..."

When I walked in, I saw a plate of donuts on the table.

What surprised Kazuko Kiritani was that the shape of the donut looked like human lips and was filled with cream in the middle.

The milky white cream overflowed, dyeing the lower half of the donut white and forming a puddle on the plate.

It looks like a person who eats too much and accidentally throws it up.

Kazuko Kiritani shook her head, feeling that she was overthinking.

At most, it was not baked well and the donut was deformed.

"Morning, Kiriko."

At this time, Moyan came out of the kitchen with two plates in his hands.

"Morning, Moyan-kun."

Kiritani Kazuko nodded politely, then didn't dare to look at Moyan again.

After all, what happened last night is still very embarrassing for girls.

“Here’s your breakfast.”

Moyan smiled and handed a plate to Kiritani Kazuko.

"Thanks…"

Just as Kazuko Kiritani was about to say thank you, she stopped and stared blankly at the sausage on the plate.

He swallowed, a little afraid to look directly at the plate in front of him.

If it was just ordinary bread with sausage, she would certainly not be afraid to look at it.

The key point is, why is the bread baked so white and plump, and why is the sausage not sandwiched but inserted in the middle?

"What's wrong? Doesn't it suit your taste?"

Just as Kiritani Kazuko was sitting there, neither moving nor staying still, Moyan's voice sounded beside her.

"No, no, I'm going to start..."

In order to stop herself from thinking too much, Kazuko Kiritani reached out and wanted to finish the bread and ham in front of her immediately.

"Wait, I forgot to add the cream. I'll add it for you now."

Moyan took a cream bottle and squeezed the cream onto the junction of the ham and bread.

Moyan accidentally squeezed too much, and the cream was spread all over the bread, with most of it piled up on the plate.

"Well, it's ready now. You can eat it."

Kiritani Kazuko: …

……

[I have something to do today, so I will update once. I will update twice tomorrow if I have more time. 】

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Chapter 215 White Hair and Red Eyes [Seeking monthly tickets, urging for updates, rewards and subscriptions! ]

Today, in Tolbana Town, a first-tier boss strategy meeting will be held.

When Moyan brought the girls to the meeting place in the north of the town, quite a few people had already gathered there.

This was an open-air stepped performance booth similar to a university classroom. Moyan's group of twenty people naturally attracted a lot of attention, especially since the team was full of beautiful girls, which made the group of male players unable to take their eyes off them.

"Who is this guy? Why are there so many beautiful girls following him?"

"I don't know, but I'm jealous!"

……

"There are so many women around this man, could he be the protagonist of this world?"

"It's possible that the protagonists of many novels and animations will be surrounded by many beautiful girls."

"So are we going to fight for the Boss this time?"

"Grab! Why not grab? But I'll go first this time, and it will be your turn next time."

……

From among the many noisy voices, Moyan keenly captured several topics of interest.

When he turned around, he saw several young men gathered together, casting strange glances at him from time to time.

Listening to them, it seems like they must grab the first kill of the Boss.

The players gathered here now are not just thirty or forty like in the original book, but hundreds, not counting the nineteen people brought by Moyan.

Moreover, these hundreds of players are all experienced and skilled players, so it would be very difficult for them to snatch the items.

In addition, this place is restricted by the reincarnation space. Except for the skills related to cold weapons, other abilities are weakened by 90%, which makes it even more difficult.

Ignoring the envious, jealous looks of the group of people, Moyan led the girls to find an open space and sat down.

This group of people should be the reincarnations. Hearing the topic they were discussing, Moyan almost laughed out loud.

This is treating yourself as the protagonist of the world of Sword Art Online.

Seeing Moyan suddenly laugh, Asuna looked over in confusion.

"Mr. Moyan, what's so funny?"

"Nothing, just thought of something funny."

Moyan waved his hand and withdrew his attention from that group of people.

As long as a group of men do not harm him, Moyan is too lazy to pay attention to them.

However, a smaller figure below attracted Moyan's attention.

I always feel that the little Loli looks familiar, but it happened so long ago that my memory is a bit fuzzy.

Soon, Moyan remembered who that little Loli was and immediately found it interesting.

"There are so many people gathered today, aren't they afraid of death?"

Asuna looked around and found that there were at least three hundred people gathered here, not counting the twenty of them.

"No, that's not the case."

Hearing Asuna's words, Kazuko Kiritani beside her shook her head.

"I'm not sure everyone feels this way, but many people come here not out of a spirit of self-sacrifice, but because they are afraid of being left behind."

Kiritani Kazuko said helplessly:

"If I have to say it, I worked hard to level up for this purpose."

"Falling behind? Falling behind what team?"

After hearing what Kazuko Kiritani said, Asuna became even more confused.

"Falling behind from the front line. Everyone is afraid of death, but they are also afraid that the boss will be defeated without knowing anything."

Kazuko Kiritani explained.

"Isn't this a sense of competition? Not wanting to fall out of the top ten in the grade and maintaining a deviation value above 70 is a motivation."

Asuna's words reveal the reason why many high-level players, even though they are very strong, still work so hard on the game.

To put it bluntly, it's because they have a strong desire to compete and don't want to be squeezed out by other players.

Many games take advantage of this and create a server-wide ranking list in order to stimulate players to compete with each other so as to achieve their profit goals.

[So, everyone should play the game rationally and don’t let entrepreneurs (capitalists) take advantage of you. ]

"Um, big, that's probably it..."

Tuzawa Fusumi, who was two people away from Moyan, listened silently to the conversation between the two girls. She felt that her best friend seemed to have found a new love, and suddenly felt a sense of loss.

clap clap!

"Everyone, let's officially begin now."

At this moment, the sound of someone clapping and shouting came from the stage, and the noisy audience suddenly quieted down.

Next was the blue-haired boy named Dierberu, who was giving a speech on the stage according to the lines in the original novel.

There was some excitement in his voice as he spoke because he had not expected to gather so many people.

But he was only excited at the beginning and soon calmed down.

The speech continued, but the difference was that the team that discovered the Boss room on the first floor was not the one he led, but the one bought from the intelligence dealer, which made Argo a small profit.

Listening to the speeches of the people below, Argo looked happily at Mal in his own small treasury.