Perhaps Wen Chu’s resentment was simply too heavy, or maybe this time there was no subtitle to cause trouble.

The words on the lottery machine spun rapidly, finally slowing down and stopping at—the waist…

Or rather, the crotch below it.

Wen Chu: 0.0

Well, at least the result led to the same destination.

Having drawn the crotch area in the lottery, Wen Chu finally gained partial freedom of movement and immediately sprang into action.

Xiu was still in a daze, lying weakly on the table, when he suddenly realized with horror that the chair was moving.

First, it slowly retreated downwards, then suddenly rose up—

“Ugh!”

Xiu shuddered all over, not expecting the chair to actually move.

The absurdity and thrill made him erect again amidst the stinging pain. Xiu struggled to voice out: “Wait a moment…”

But Wen Chu, who had been holding back to the point of tears, didn’t listen to him at all.

As if trying to reclaim all the suffering he endured yesterday and today from him, the chair operated rapidly. Xiu went weak all over, lacking even the strength to stand up and flee.

He could only lie foolishly on the table.

The apron had been torn halfway in the struggle, hanging precariously.

From an outsider’s perspective, he looked just like a female beast in heat, shamelessly sitting on a chair.

“Again, again… whimper.”

Xiu let out an extremely short sob, feeling the world spinning.

He came again.

But he couldn’t spit out anything at all, only trembling while enduring the excessive stinging pain.

“…Huh?”

Wen Chu also noticed his abnormality, the youth’s confused voice sounding in his ear.

“Are you uncomfortable?”

Wen Chu was very worried about Xiu’s condition but completely unaware that he was the culprit. He had no intention of holding back.

The whites of Xiu’s eyes rolled up slightly, unable to speak.

Wen Chu thought about it and felt that Xiu was probably really uncomfortable. After all, he couldn’t even spit anything out.

It didn’t matter. Xiu had just taught him what to do.

“Then let me help you,” Wen Chu said briskly.

“No—!”

Xiu let out a wail from his throat, straightened his back, and leaned backwards.

A normal chair would have tipped over by now, but Wen Chu held the chair steady, so Xiu just leaned against the backrest.

He couldn’t control his expression anymore. He reached out to cover himself to stop Wen Chu, but after trembling for a long time, he couldn’t lift the last bit of the apron. He could only touch Wen Chu’s hand through the apron.

“Don’t…”

Xiu gripped the apron tightly, twisting the fragile fabric into wrinkles.

Wen Chu had been holding back for two whole days; naturally, he wouldn’t listen to Xiu at this time.

An obvious arc appeared on the apron.

Xiu’s neck tilted back, exposing his Adam’s apple and collarbone like a sacrifice.

His hands gripped the armrests tightly, watching helplessly as the arc on the apron became more and more obvious.

He was milked by Wen Chu.

The most terrifying thing was that Wen Chu was recovering quickly now.

Xiu finally realized that if this continued, he might be fucked to death on the chair. Without Wen Chu’s healing ability and the god’s physical fitness, he couldn’t last long at all.

The corners of his eyes were a decadent red: “Let’s wait a while…”

“But you didn’t accumulate any energy for me just now,” Wen Chu stated the fact. “You said it yourself, if your wound isn’t treated soon, it will worsen. And you asked me to collect 30% energy with you.”

The result was that he was bullied by Xiu, diligently helped Xiu save energy, yet Xiu not only couldn’t spit out anything but also dragged things out.

Xiu tried to explain the difference in physical fitness to Wen Chu, but before he could speak, the chair moved again.

The brain that had just cleared for a moment turned into paste again.

Xiu only felt waves of blackness before his eyes, and a sore and swollen feeling came from his lower abdomen. Every time he was touched, he couldn’t help but shudder all over.

Xiu remembered the large bottle of water he drank and the whole bowl of noodles he just ate. His chaotic brain suddenly sobered up.

“Stop! Stop! I need to… ugh ugh ugh whimper ah!”

Wen Chu felt wronged. He felt Xiu was unreasonable, so he didn’t listen to Xiu and even sped up.

Fireworks exploded in Xiu’s brain, and his nerves snapped completely.

He convulsed, his thighs trembling.

Wen Chu was hurt from being squeezed and had to slow down.

But Xiu was still convulsing.

He looked like he was broken from fucking, leaning against the back of the chair, knees buckling inward, tongue slightly protruding.

Every time Wen Chu moved, he trembled, unable to even make a sound. It was only thanks to Wen Chu’s fixation that he didn’t slide off the chair.

Then, Xiu suddenly relaxed completely. Wen Chu suddenly had no obstruction and lost control all at once.

Xiu let out a tiny, extremely hoarse hum.

Then, at the same time Wen Chu released, the sound of trickling water rang out beneath him.

Xiu’s gaze was vacant, staring blankly at the collection progress bar.

[Current Energy Collection Progress: 25%]

[Current Energy Collection Progress: 35%]

[Current Energy Collection Progress: 40%]

His vision went black, and he completely lost consciousness.

Wen Chu looked at Xiu guiltily, then at the collection progress.

It’s over. He seemed to have overdone it.

As a Brave Hero, being fucked by a chair until incontinence… Xiu wouldn’t hack him after waking up, right?

quq

Don’t want this kind of thing.

Wen Chu left the chair cowardly. He couldn’t move Xiu, so he could only watch as a large puddle of liquid flowed out from under Xiu’s apron due to his departure.

[Current Energy Collection Progress: 50%]

The collection progress went straight to 50%.

Wen Chu originally wanted to unlock the Service Zone, but stopped abruptly when he saw the Transportation Zone that could also be unlocked.

He began counting on his fingers.

Known: Unlocking the Transportation Zone requires 50% progress, unlocking the Service Zone requires 30% progress, and unlocking each zone deducts 10% progress.

Also known: He currently has 50% progress.

Question: How to unlock to maximize benefits?

Wen Chu counted seriously: “I can unlock the Transportation Zone first, so 40% remains. Then I can unlock the Service Zone once more, leaving 30%.”

If he unlocked the Service Zone first, leaving only 40%, he wouldn’t be able to meet the condition for unlocking the Transportation Zone.

Having calculated clearly, Wen Chu hesitated no more and began unlocking.

The Transportation Zone and Service Zone were repaired together. Looking at the remaining 30% progress, Wen Chu felt he was a math genius.

This way, Xiu could not only go to the community hospital but also to the large comprehensive Service Zone in the east.

It could be considered making up for his excessive behavior… right?

Wen Chu glanced at Xiu, who was still unconscious, and tested—still breathing.

Breathing meant alive. Wen Chu was relieved again and ran out to check the situation of the two newly unlocked zones.

As soon as he went out, Wen Chu was shocked by the scene before him.

The ruins outside the Residential Zone were cleared to reveal two intersecting main roads running north-south and east-west. The roads intersected at the center of the dungeon and also ran straight through the center of the Residential Zone.

Clean and flat, there were unknown green shrubs on both sides of the road, and the ubiquitous thorns had also become part of the greenery.

Although the greenery on both sides was a bit messy, these were already two roads that could easily reach most parts of the dungeon.

The Residential Zone was in the north of the dungeon, also the side closer to the entrance. Wen Chu personally walked along the road to test it.

Setting off from the Residential Zone to the south, after reaching the center of the dungeon, there was still a large area of ruins, which were the unlocked Commercial Zone or Entertainment Zone. The road was broken here, requiring a detour along the ruins.

Going further east, there were still a few small ruins on the road that required detours, and then one could arrive at the Large Comprehensive Service Zone.

From a distance, Wen Chu saw a hospital covering a vast area, as well as social welfare institutions like nursing homes and orphanages. He was moved to tears.

Great. His and Xiu’s efforts were not in vain.

Although there were still a few small obstacles on the way over, it was much better than the ruins and thorns before.

Xiu could go to the community hospital for basic bandaging first, then travel safely all the way to the large hospital for complete treatment. The problem was completely solved.

Thinking this, Wen Chu suddenly paused.

Right, the problem is completely solved.

Then Xiu would have no request for him, and no need to help him collect energy.

What’s more, he had just been so excessive.

After treatment, Xiu could leave.

On the empty road, Wen Chu’s heart suddenly clenched.

…He didn’t want it to be like this.

The subtitle appeared at this moment.

[Oh my god, what happened? How did you unlock more than half at once? And there are three lottery chances unused??]

Wen Chu was silent for a while before speaking: “Can repaired buildings be withdrawn?”

Subtitle: [Mwo?]

Wen Chu forced a smile: “Nothing, I was joking. Let’s draw first.”

He clicked the lottery button and directly did a triple draw.

But his good luck seemed to have run out just now. This time, Wen Chu drew the Left Knee, Crotch, and Right Foot respectively.

Wen Chu: …

Left Knee and Right Foot were whatever, but there was actually a duplicate Crotch.

Even the lottery was against him.

Wen Chu really suspected the subtitle came to counteract him: “Did you secretly rig it?”

Subtitle: [Oh my, what are you saying? I don’t have such high authority.]

Wen Chu didn’t bother to argue. His mind was full of “Xiu can leave after recovery.” Looking at the road surface, he sighed sorrowfully: “Forget it, whatever. If I can’t draw it, I can’t draw it. It’s useless anyway.”

Subtitle: [What do you mean by that?]

Wen Chu was sad: “The Service Zone and Transportation Zone are both unlocked. Xiu will leave after treatment. I was so bad to him just now; it would be good enough if he doesn’t dismantle me before leaving.”

Subtitle: […]

Wen Chu: “What? You want to mock me?”

Subtitle: [Nothing, just think it’s kinda funny. Can I record a video?]

Wen Chu: …

Wen Chu went to be sad alone.

The joys and sorrows of a city and a subtitle were not connected. How could such a black-hearted subtitle with backroom operations understand his sadness?

So annoying. Why did he have to be smart just now?

Now it’s great. He personally sent Xiu away ahead of time.

He quite liked Xiu…

[Current Favorability: 60%]

On the other side, Xiu, who had fallen into a brief state of suspended animation and coma, was awakened by the favorability prompt.

He looked at the light screen in front of him, blinked in a trance, and took a long time to realize what had just happened.

Xiu’s face suddenly turned bright red.

The chair had returned to its original state. Propping himself on the table, he got up with weak limbs and walked to the bathroom.

His bodily fluids would be absorbed by the dungeon and turned into energy, but Wen Chu’s wouldn’t. Wen Chu’s all remained in his body.

Xiu limped even more obviously. He moved into the bathroom, cleaned himself up, and clearly saw that the place was red, swollen, and turned outward. It hadn’t even closed up yet. He feared it wouldn’t recover in a short time.

The front presented a ripe red color. Even extremely fine warm water poured on it brought a burst of stinging pain.

It was clearly a look of being played until ripe and rotten.

After so many times, this was the first time it turned out like this.

Xiu’s face was flushed red. Forcing himself to clean up and change the medicine, he took some anti-inflammatory drugs and painkillers, and then cooked himself another bowl of noodles.

He was still injured and had exercised vigorously like that; the noodles he just ate had long been digested.

As for the apron, it was thrown directly into the trash can by Xiu.

He would rather not wear anything than see this piece of clothing again.

The Lord Brave Hero finally paid a painful price for his reckless seduction. Even when the noodles were cooked and he sat on the chair to eat, his posture was still somewhat unnatural.

Xiu didn’t call Wen Chu the whole time.

Mainly because according to the setting, he didn’t know Wen Chu’s name yet, and Wen Chu was definitely not in the room now.

Otherwise, it couldn’t be so silent. As early as when he woke up, Wen Chu should have hummed.

Little heartless thing, run after fucking.

Fortunately, the Service Zone and the road were unlocked.

Looking at the dungeon repair progress on the panel, Xiu sighed helplessly. While eating noodles slowly, he suddenly heard a burst of loud female laughter.

“Hahahahaha Xiu, where are you? Why is it still blocked? I’m done for, I can only persist for twenty seconds. Hurry up and watch hahahaha the precious footage I risked my life to film.”

As the voice fell, a light screen appeared in the room.

Because she couldn’t see and didn’t know where he was, the light screen directly occupied the entire living room, playing in 360 degrees without blind spots.

In the light screen was a flat and open road, and beside the road were ruins with a vastly different style.

In the bleak wind, the youth’s sad voice sounded.

“The Service Zone and Transportation Zone are both unlocked. Xiu will leave after treatment. I was so bad to him just now; it would be good enough if he doesn’t dismantle me before leaving.”

Xiu: …

Xiu tried hard to suppress the smile at the corners of his mouth.

“I didn’t expect it to be like this either… Hateful dungeon, hateful Demon King identity, hateful King. After Xiu leaves, I’ll just wait for death here.”

Following the youth’s voice, a small circle slowly appeared in the sand beside the road.

Xiu could almost imagine Wen Chu squatting there, drawing circles while muttering.

Alice gloated: “Your husband.”

Xiu admitted generously: “Mmh, my little husband. Isn’t he cute?”

Alice: “…”

Alice: “Nothing to say to you love-brains.”

Xiu laughed: “You’d better bully Wen Chu less. Otherwise, if he finds out after getting out that you were the commentator temporarily, he might chase you to beat you up.”

Alice muttered: “How would I know that quill pen would suddenly…”

Time was up. Because the room was still judged as an inappropriate scene, Alice couldn’t see anything and disappeared directly after persisting for just over twenty seconds.

Xiu laughed again, finished the noodles quickly, cleaned the dishes, and groped his way back to bed to sleep again and recharge his energy.

The medical kit at home didn’t have ointment for that place, so he could only continue taking painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs.

Although he didn’t know if it was useful, it was better than nothing.

Lying in bed, Xiu was even a bit dazed.

Really… hadn’t been so seriously injured for a long time.

The last time he was injured seemed to be before he became a god, right?

In the worlds he and Wen Chu experienced, the changes he brought were not fabricated out of thin air.

He had been a savior countless times.

Attempting to turn the tide at the end of the world, being exploited to the bone due to compassion for all living beings, full of enthusiasm to save the world only to find himself powerless, unintentionally participating in struggles but becoming a victim of power games.

From enthusiasm to calm, and finally completely jumping out of the joys and sorrows of the world, indifferently watching everything go towards destruction.

All life would eventually go to the end of death, and everything before that was meaningless struggle before death.

This was the experience Xiu gained from countless practices.

Before meeting Wen Chu, he had always felt this way.

Until he met Wen Chu.

Such a beautiful, fragile existence, yet possessing such tenacious vitality.

Silly, stupid, like a puppy that couldn’t be driven away. Being mocked by him yet thinking he was being praised. Crying and making noise for half a day, the biggest trouble was whether he loved him enough.

This idiot couldn’t even recall how much suffering he had experienced, but remembered love firmly.

Wen Chu was too weak at the beginning. Xiu indeed suspected his perception was wrong, but with step-by-step understanding of Wen Chu, he could be absolutely sure of his perception.

If new life had to have a concrete description, it should be Wen Chu’s appearance.

Always vigorous and upward, never giving up, like a tenacious little grass that could sprout green shoots in spring even after being trampled countless times.

It wasn’t just him teaching Wen Chu; Wen Chu was also imperceptibly changing him.

The cycle of life in the cold spring, he narrated the reciprocation of death and rebirth, and Wen Chu brought rebirth;

The steam city with perennial smog, he spoke of the cycle of oppression and injustice, and Wen Chu broke the cycle with him;

The city rampant with fierce ghosts, he unfolded a scroll of ugly human hearts spanning a thousand years, but Wen Chu turned to save the world with him;

Wen Chu, just like his name, brought green grass and gentle breeze, pulling him from a barren and impoverished world to another, noisier world.

He seemed to always have an ability to make people help but feel fond of him. When approaching him, one could always unconsciously feel at ease.

Including Alice, such a heartless person, actually worried for Wen Chu’s affairs, even specially coming to be the system to help.

Lying in bed, Xiu thought drowsily, perhaps it really counts as Wen Chu saving him?

The past was simply too long. The relationship between them had long gone beyond what a few short words like “who saved whom” could summarize. Xiu really couldn’t sort out these chaotic emotions.

Eyelids grew heavier and heavier. Before falling asleep, Xiu thought:

Anyway, at least this time Wen Chu really saved him.

The little angel he nurtured had unknowingly become a reliable and reassuring existence.

…Wen Chu.

One second before falling into deep sleep, the youth’s beautiful face was still before Xiu’s eyes.

The youth sat on the lawn, reaching out his hand and smiling at him from that end of the sunlight.

.

Amidst the subtitle’s ridicule, Wen Chu squatted on the road outside and was sad for a long time. Finally, he returned home reluctantly when night fell.

After returning home, he was still silent, afraid of being discovered by Xiu.

When Xiu woke up, he would definitely scold him first, then hack him with a sword, and then dismantle him after being fixed in the Service Zone.

Boohoo, what a miserable Little Chu.

Wen Chu even thought about never making a sound and letting Xiu suspect it was a wet dream. But after returning home, he only saw darkness.

He quietly groped into the bedroom.

There was no expected interrogation by torture, only a soundly sleeping Xiu.

Wen Chu breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed Xiu was tired and had fallen asleep.

Great, escaped a calamity.

Wen Chu wandered to the kitchen again, wanting to try if he could wash the dishes with only a pair of hands. But after entering, he found the kitchen had been cleaned up spotless.

That apron was thrown into the trash can like a rag, mixed with kitchen waste.

Wen Chu: …

Wen Chu, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, couldn’t catch his breath again.

He felt his fate might be like this apron, thrown into the trash can.

As he entered the room, the subtitle disappeared again. Wen Chu had no face and no place to shed tears, so he could only sigh and climb onto Xiu’s bed.

Xiu still only slept on half, leaving exactly half the space for him.

If he was going to die tomorrow, he wanted to sleep with Xiu tonight.

.

Of course, the dungeon didn’t sleep. Wen Chu just kept his eyes open and stared at Xiu’s face until dawn.

Xiu slept until past ten o’clock before waking up.

After waking up, Xiu tentatively called out: “Are you there?”

It’s been a whole night. Wen Chu should have finished grieving and come back, right?

Wen Chu didn’t make a sound, quietly acting as a dead city.

Xiu was silent for a moment, then turned over and got out of bed.

This body was well-exercised. After a night’s rest, the pulling sensation in the muscles had disappeared. But that place was done too hard and hadn’t recovered. Every step felt exceptionally strange.

Not painful, just sore and swollen, always feeling like there was something inside.

Xiu moved stiffly to the wardrobe and muttered to himself: “What a pity. The Service Zone has been restored. I wanted to say goodbye before leaving.”

Through the reflection on the mirror in front of the wardrobe, he saw the quilt on the bed move.

Xiu: …

As expected, he secretly ran back to sleep with him.

Little idiot.

Xiu sighed, opened the cabinet, frowned, and began to choose clothes.

“The original clothes can’t be worn anymore. Still have to choose a piece of clothing to go out.”

As Xiu spoke, he bent down with his back to the bed.

Picking and choosing in the wardrobe, he skipped a few pieces with more fabric and picked out two pieces of scrap cloth that were better than nothing.

More accurately, they were two cloth strings. Just wrapping around the chest once and tying a bow to barely cover a bit, and wrapping a “V” shape on the lower abdomen, it could be regarded as clothes.

“This one?” Xiu asked aloud.

Wen Chu under the quilt: !!