My life can't be a harem game!

It turns out that the old Hobbit in front of him at this moment is not a real Hobbit, but a product of the evil research institute that they transformed through certain means! ?

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ps; It’s time to show my real sleeping skills, the lolita complex is going to be exhausted.

83. A wide net spread, a well-planned plan

In the afternoon, in an advanced research institute underground in an ancient building northwest of Amano Castle, speechless word combinations kept appearing.

"I can kill people in Sanya with just one p, and can stir up a strong wind with just a sneeze. I am handsome and more handsome than Pan An. I am the dream lover of thousands of girls and the ultimate goal of all men..."

"Ugh, his fighting power is extremely strong, his breath creates a storm, and no one knows his face... Ugh!"

The melody ends with the sound of vomiting, just like the lyrics.

"......"

The person who was responsible for beautifying the words vomited for the third time. The cleaning robot next to his feet rushed forward quickly and quickly absorbed and purified the filth. The whole process took less than three seconds. Not only did the ground become sparkling, but even the air was purified.

Compiling lyrics is the most direct propaganda method, and also a form of deception. Now there are fifteen songs about the hero "Nameless" in the three regions of Asian Humanity. The lyrics and tunes are different. The only thing in common is the provocation and confidence in one's own strength...

The purpose of writing this song is to make people unhappy.

The only way to win is to let the sub-humans actively hunt and kill him.

Compared to rumors without any evidence, the sudden appearance of a so-called human hero among the Hobbits in the sub-human area is the most normal situation now, because the 'unknown' hero already exists and has caused a stir, so it is natural for his story to be spread.

Compared to this...

"Charlotte, where exactly did you extend your tentacles? What's going on with that harpy?"

Lu Fengxian, who was sitting on a chair, asked Charlotte next to him. From the brief conversation just now, he understood that it was not just the human world, but even the sub-humans had their own people. In response to his question, the other party just yawned and shook her head...

"I don't know. Anyway, it seems that our institute has performed sub-human transformation surgery for hundreds of years..."

The uncertain tone made Lu Fengxian feel helpless but speechless. He knew a long time ago that although she was the director of this institute, she was actually almost completely an idiot except for research. She knew nothing and could do nothing. Even her emotions were probably lacking...

"Director, you are so forgetful. Experiments in this area have been conducted for thousands of years, and the so-called president we just contacted is the most successful one in recent times. The agreement we signed with him is to help our institute when necessary."

An old man nearby said this after hearing Charlotte's vague answer. His face was full of disdain for her answer, but soon it turned into sour jealousy. "Director, you work day and night. It's really too hard. This is one of the results of your own research."

"Eh... is this true?" There was no joy in Charlotte's pure white eyes. In fact, she had long forgotten about this kind of experiment. There were nearly a hundred experiments every day, and almost all of them were successful except for a few that were extremely difficult. To remember that very successful experiment... it was really difficult.

Charlotte had no intention of hiding it, so it was easy for the old man to get her feeling from her expression. His face suddenly turned very bad. Even though he had always known that this director's personality was like this, he couldn't stand it. Why, why did some impossible things become so simple in her hands? Why, why did the result change when it came to him? Fail again and again, continue again and again, then fail again, continue again... Doesn't God have eyes? He dedicated his whole life to science, but in the end he was crushed by a child who was not even a fraction of his age. How unfair! ?

"Have you started studying the transformation of humans into sub-humans thousands of years ago?" Hearing their conversation, Lu Fengxian broke out in a cold sweat. This research may sound quite simple, but only those who truly understand it will know how difficult it is.

Transforming humans into subhumans is not like writing a word, where you just remove a letter and then add another. It is a transformation and transformation of a species, a world-class great research. Almost since the Age of Heroes, there have been people in the world who envied the subhumans’ physiques and did not think about surpassing them, but instead studied becoming subhumans…

So far, no one has succeeded. At least, looking through the miscellaneous reports on this subject, without exception, they have all been changed from "experiments" of turning into sub-humans to encyclopedias of "fancy ways to commit suicide"!

From drinking the blood of demi-humans in an attempt to become a demi-human, to taking off his head and trying to install it on the body of a demi-human to complete the evolution, and finally to trying to become a demi-human by absorbing radiation and being bitten by a spider... The first part is okay, but the second part is completely like watching a movie and being obsessed!

"This experiment has existed since the founding of the institute." Lu Fengxian's gaze was too direct, causing the old man next to him to notice his shock. He sighed and explained with a little helplessness, "It was completed seven years after Charlotte was born. At that time, she was biting a lollipop, and we, the institute just happened to organize to study this impossible project together..."

This is really...

Although Lv Fengxian did not personally experience the scene at that time, from these few words, he could roughly imagine the chaos of the situation at that time, the scene where a little girl holding a lollipop solved the problem that had troubled the Xiedao Research Institute for thousands of years among a group of old people who could retire...

“At that time, there were a few old fellows who couldn’t bear it and passed away all of a sudden. Otherwise, with their physiques, they would have been able to hold on until now.” The old man muttered to himself in sorrow, covering his forehead with his hands.

After hearing what he said, Lu Fengxian felt at a loss. After a pause, he asked him, "What should I say? Should I comfort her..."

"No thanks. I'm not so fragile that I need a young man under 20 to comfort me." The old man frowned and refused without hesitation, "Rather than worrying about my feelings, you'd better care more about yourself. If you follow the plan, you will most likely become the main target of the sub-humans. It would be fine if you could have the strength you had last time against the devil imitator, but..."

After saying that, the old man looked at Lu Fengxian thoughtfully, with wisdom flashing in his cloudy old eyes. In connection with the video of the last battle, he obviously guessed something, but he just couldn't confirm it yet...

Lu Fengxian was not angry at his suspicion. Instead, he bowed respectfully and responded, "I will pay attention to the security issues. Thank you for your concern, old sir."

The old man was a little stunned after hearing this. This was the first time he had seen such a calm young man. Although there are many young talents coming to the Evil Dao Research Institute every year, not to mention that each of them is young and energetic, they don't even have basic courtesy to others. Each of them thinks that they can change the world by changing the institute. They come here with ambitions, but each of them is high-minded but incompetent. People like Lu Fengxian are really rare.

"What a polite young man! Just listen to my advice. It's not too late to stop now. Once you start, you can't escape..."

The old man said a little more. Although he didn't say anything, he actually had a good impression of Lu Fengxian. Although many people died in the last base invasion, it didn't mean that he was the enemy. In fact, there was no such thing as friends or enemies in the Evil Research Institute. Everyone worked here for a reason, because of their wildness, because of their desires, or because they had no choice.

Moreover, the mobility of researchers in the Evil Path Research Institute is quite high, and it has its own branch research institutes all over the world. Most of the researchers cannot stay in one place for more than two weeks. Not to mention friends, they can't even see their companions who they can talk to for a few words. The institute itself is happy with this situation in order to prevent situations that shouldn't happen. Therefore, even if a large number of researchers were killed, few people paid attention to it. Even the fact that Lu Fengxian killed people was not heard until a long time later through rumors.

The significance of the disappeared people is actually like the decorations placed inside the research institute, the kind that is tasteless to eat but a pity to throw away.

"I'm sorry, old sir, I will never give up this plan." Lu Fengxian said with a smile.

"Oh, why? Don't you know how likely it is that you will die if you actually carry it out?" The old man narrowed his eyes. Since he could sit next to Charlotte, his status must be not low, and he roughly knew what Lu Fengxian's plan was.

Lu Fengxian nodded, "I know."

“If you know that, then why do you still…” The old man was very puzzled.

"Because I can't."

When giving the final answer, Lu Fengxian's tone was quite matter-of-fact, "I can't give up my family, I can't abandon my past, I can't watch the future happen like this, I don't want to be someone who is immersed in the fantasy of saving my sister, I don't want to be self-satisfied, I want to save my sister!"

His words were powerful and every one of them revealed his determination.

"What a pity..." The old man shook his head and sighed with regret. In his opinion, Lu Fengxian, who insisted on taking this path, had more than 80% chance of killing me.

"..."

The old man's attitude was not surprising. Lu Fengxian himself understood that if he was alone, he would not be qualified to fight against those sub-humans. He would most likely be torn into pieces. However, he also had the corresponding means to overcome the difficulties...

Thinking of this, Lu Fengxian couldn't help but cover his chest, where he could clearly feel countless lives beating and clamoring. He could fully feel their power, majestic, magnificent, terrifying...

"Come on, I will defeat you at all costs."

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Demihuman Territory, District 1, Conference Hall

The daily morning meeting is a fine tradition that the subhumans learned from humans. The more detailed racial tribes within the subhumans have a seat at the table, where frictions in daily life are regulated. Problems big and small can be raised and resolved here, and everyone is an evaluator.

It was often used when the living area was just demarcated thousands of years ago. Either Medusa crossed the border and these behemoths had to eat a lot of creatures in the area, or the ghosts came to destroy crops such as watermelons and pineapples to quench their thirst, or the sound of the Centaurs hammering steel was too loud and unbearable...

Regardless of size, status, or race, anything that is internal to the subhuman race will be brought up for discussion, and will be coordinated by the ministers of the ethnic groups where friction occurs. If it cannot be coordinated, it will be put to a vote.

As the times became more peaceful and life became more stable, the initial anxiety turned into warmth and people completely regarded it as their home. The so-called conference hall then became a completely empty space. Just as mentioned before, even the most idle demi-humans had their own work tasks and it was impossible for them to be idle here all day long. It was not realistic.

It was cold and desolate, and even a word spoken would echo.

This was the situation half an hour ago. Now it is a completely different situation.

"Fuck, why bother? Those stinky guys with bird-like bodies are flying around all day long, making so much noise that we can't sleep, but now they're spraying shit right in the middle of our city!"

"Yeah, what happened to the Harpy Newspaper? They actually started advertising for humans?"

"Thanks to your Hobbit Newspaper's nonsense, there are at least a dozen humans in my territory who want to kill that 'Nameless', and one of them is my son. If you don't explain to me, I will never forgive you!"

It was extremely noisy, with leaders of various sub-human tribes standing here. The whole conference hall looked like a place where demons were dancing wildly. The air they exhaled was scorching hot. This conference room that had been sealed for a long time officially became lively, as noisy as a vegetable market. A few of the more impatient ones even held their weapons, as if they were ready to fight at any time.

Momentum, appearance, strength, clothes... none of them are the same!

The only thing they have in common is probably their goal——

An old harpy was sitting in the corner, drinking water from a cup.

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ps; There are so many things in the three-dimensional world, and it’s really tiring to be a lolita fan, but I have an urge to open a new pit in my heart...

84. The ‘unknown’ hero that Asians are paying attention to

The enchanting Medusa clan leader swayed her body as she approached. Her perfectly curved abdominal muscles and white skin were extremely pleasing to the eye. However, after getting close to her target, she suddenly slammed the table in front of her hard, extremely domineering and majestic...

"Lan Xi, I'll only give you one chance to reorganize your words. Tell me, why do you keep promoting that man? Do you know her? "

Not only are her actions full of personality, but she also speaks like a grown man without any affectation. She asked questions very straightforwardly. If it were in the human world, this would definitely be a female man, but this is not the human world, let alone a society with normal ethics...

"Yes, and at this critical moment, Lan Xi, do you think you can do whatever you want just because you are old?"

The two cute ears on the head of a female cat-man fluttered. She was the only demi-human who was lazily lying on the table among all the demi-humans present. She was also the only one wearing a leather jacket. From Lan Xi's angle, she could even easily see the two small dots on the leather jacket... As representatives of wildness, they would never have the side effect of sagging breasts like human women even if they did not wear underwear. Most of the time, the female demi-humans walking on the street were in a vacuum state.

Of course, although it won’t sag, the only women who can truly abandon their sense of shame and completely indulge their bodies in mating are probably cats…

It is somewhat similar to the estrus of animals. The cat people of the subhuman race are in estrus most of the year except for the hot summer. They are always longing for the opposite sex. The one in front of you is the best among them. She has played with hybrids countless times and spends the night lying in the bed of a different man every day. She has at least more than 300 sex partners in the 30 cities of the subhuman race. She is also known as -

A hybrid silver cat!

If it was just one person, it wouldn't be a big deal and we could just ignore it. However, there were many people with impure thoughts present, but there were very few who expressed it as explicitly as she did...

"You want to have a blast tonight, right? I heard that it's very tiring for the elderly to have fun once."

"It's a good thing you're good at this. Although old men are quite interesting, I won't be happy if I can't get anything done."

"Be serious, although it is indeed interesting, but now is the time for business, please put personal matters last."

Some people pretended to be serious, some showed disdain for it, and some showed a little interest. What a small meeting room could express was the fact that women are superior to men in today's sub-human society.

Lan Xi had expected this in the seven or eight years since he became a subhuman. At this moment, facing this group of lustful women, he was not panicked at all. He just coughed a few times, frowned his old and white brows, and said, "Everyone here seems to be interested in me, but unfortunately, I have entered the aging stage several years ago, and now I am powerless."

After saying this, he gently fluttered the light black and white wings behind him, expressing his current situation where he had the will but not the strength.

"But, if you really need it, I don't mind satisfying you with my hands and mouth..."

These rather obscene-sounding words did not embarrass any of the female demihumans present. Instead, some meaningful and inexplicable smiles appeared on their faces.

The hybrid silver cat smiled the brightest. He opened his mouth with Cisco's small canine teeth, made a circle with his fingers, and moved them gently in front of his mouth. "I appreciate your kindness, but forget it, old man. When it comes to oral skills and hand skills, let's not talk about my men first. The sisters here are no worse than you!"

She said this with a charming smile. As soon as she finished speaking, everyone present burst into laughter, and the sound of teasing continued.

It was undoubtedly a farce with an unclear purpose, but the mutual teasing eased the atmosphere to the greatest extent. At least, the atmosphere was no longer as tense as it was at the beginning, and it was no longer directed at Lan Xi alone.

A few rational people saw through the other party's plan but did not expose it. Instead, they waited until the atmosphere cooled down before slowly asking, "Let's get back to the point, Lan Xi, what is your purpose in promoting the so-called hero everywhere? Your newspaper has always been famous for being indifferent to news about the human world. Why did you suddenly become a supporter of the so-called hero without a name? Don't you think it's strange?"

What he meant was that he suspected that Lan Xi had received some undeserved benefit and therefore did such a thing. Otherwise, he couldn't think of any possibility that would make her take such a big risk to report such a thing.

Every place has its own rules. This is the case with most things in the world. The rules of human society have no effect on the sub-humans. Sub-human rules are incompatible with human society...

Both sides are unable to accommodate each other, yet they both want to live in the same world with each other.

Doubts are inevitable, and such direct questions were also within Lan Xi's expectations. He shook his head, raised three fingers and swore, "I, Lan Xi, swear here with my integrity that if I receive any benefit from the nameless hero or the human government, the ancestor of the subhumans, I wish to have no peace after my death."

A poisonous oath came out of his mouth so nakedly, without any pause, without a trace of confusion, powerfully proving his innocence and that their speculation was just nonsense.

"Oh my god, how come this old guy answered so quickly? I wanted to calculate the time from when he was asked the question to when he answered, but it turned out that I didn't have time to calculate it."

"Me too, but if what he said was true and he didn't accept any benefits, then why did he report this? Don't you think people are a little sensitive about this now?"

"Who knows? Didn't Lan Xi, this greedy guy, use the advertising rights of the competition to make a lot of money last time? Maybe he's up to something again."

The atmosphere became more relaxed again. Most of the demi-humans present had retained some of their wild instincts, which they didn't normally use, but at this moment they could clearly feel that this gray-haired Hobbit elder was not lying, he was telling the truth...

As long as we make sure that he is not blinded by the benefits that humans can provide, nor is he being manipulated, the rest can only be regarded as trivial matters. Whether it is wealth or influence, it will not be a big deal even if it is taken away. To put it bluntly, as long as the sub-humans are still in the world, they are few in number and powerful, and they will never lack the things that humans dream of. What they really need is more powerful power and a more powerful inheritance...

Strength can be passed down through bloodline. Children born to weak people are not necessarily weak, but children born to strong people definitely have great potential...

"Come to think of it, if that nameless hero is as good as you said, why not let him join?"

"Join what?"

"The battle for the strongest male."

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The scene became silent and awkward for a moment. After roughly confirming that Lan Xi had no ill intentions, the conference room, which was filled with chirping sounds, suddenly became quiet.

The person who spoke was a catwoman with short ears and a small tail coiled around her waist. Unlike the catwoman lying on the table before, she was dressed quite conservatively and looked quite immature as a novice... At this moment, she seemed to realize that she had said the wrong thing, and she covered her mouth, lowered her head and dared not speak.

It's not a big organization. Although most of the sub-humans here have certain power or Beijing, in terms of origin, it can only be regarded as a joint organization of private chambers of commerce. It doesn't matter if they want to decide some small things, but the real big things still need to be reported...

Humans were completely disqualified from participating in the competition hundreds of years ago. Everyone knows this and it is hard not to know. After all, in terms of numbers, humans have an absolute advantage. As for why they were kicked out, the female demihumans understand the reasons very well.

This is something that has been decided by the fifteen generations of powerful subhuman clan leaders...

Medusa, with her phoenix eyes, shrugged helplessly and said helplessly, "Forget it, let's just forget about the discussion about that very powerful human."

Part of the exposed skin was a spiritual piece, and the girl with small horns on her head kept nodding, "Yes, no matter how strong you are, you are still a human being."

"Compared to the Centaurs' lower body...it's not worth it." This was the murmur of a cat-man.

They all sounded the same. They valued their own lives more than the men they had never seen before. After all, they had as many men as they wanted. If they really messed with the ten most powerful tribes among the sub-humans... they would be in great danger.

It is precisely for this reason that everyone wisely chose to keep their mouths shut. No one can guarantee that the information here will not be leaked to others. Because it is not a formal gathering, most participants in the meeting will choose to bring a few accompanying people with them.