Survival of the Ten Thousand Races: I Have a Beastgirl Compendium

[A struggle for supremacy among the myriad races, an original world, a bestiary of beast girls, and a ruthless capitalist's path to godhood]

Beneath a dusky sky, Mo Yuan opens his eyes on the battlefield of the myriad races, where he has been swept away. An SSS-rank Fortune God mark, glowing with golden light, appears in his palm.

"Can wealth really make you a god?" He sneers and stabs the Goddess of Fortune to death. But the fingertips stained with divine blood reveal a bestiary of beast girls!

"So killing gods is the best way to prove your loyalty."

While the prodigies of the myriad races fight over half a piece of bread, Mo Yuan reclines on a divine throne atop a floating island in the clouds, toying with the bestiary presented by the Goddess of Desire. A rabbit-eared girl carries over spiritual salt milk tea, still warm and specially made by a cow-girl chef, while the mermaid princess has already plucked the pearl stolen by a shark knight to light his way.

A snake beauty soothes his head, while a wolf girl and a dog spirit girl give him a foot massage together.

Mo Yuan holds a dragon-breath cigarette, rolled for him by the Elf Queen, between his lips as the Spirit-Eater Empress lights it.

A nocturnal catgirl and an eagle-woman empress fan him from the side.

After a girl from the evil gods swallows the smoke, an army of beast girls with powerful auras appears behind Mo Yuan.

"One hundred thousand divine coins, and your entire race is mine."

He smiles at the kings of the myriad races kneeling before him. Behind him, the pupils of an adorable mechanical maiden flicker as she turns the mineral veins across the continent into a torrent of data.

The day copper coins knock on the gates of the Divine Kingdom, the ancient gods in the Pantheon finally tremble.

Mo Yuan ascends the steps over shattered divine cores, with a torrent of capital formed from the saintesses of the myriad races behind him.

The claws of the Nian beast tear open the iron curtain of the laws. A succubus's contract locks around the throat of fate. The financial storm stirred up by angel wings devours the last Divine Kingdom.

"Who says money can't buy godhood?" He crushes the authority of the gods in his palm!

Amid a rain of gold, the beast-girl bestiary turns to a new page: "Page 10086: Goddess of Light (awaiting collection)."