Everyone in the alliance is watching to see what kind of genetic test results the child of its most powerful spiritualist and martial artist will have.
But because of a genetic defect, she was exiled by her family to the Boundless Wasteland at the age of six. Once she came of age, she would have to take part in the most primitive form of reproduction.
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Wen He, whose eyes had been opened by all kinds of training: She's not a bug queen!
The only way to solve the problem was to take part in the Zerg trials as an adult. Passing would prove that she had a strong physique and enough perseverance and ability to drive foreign species out of the alliance.
She had no choice.
She simply lay flat. Lie flat.
Wen He accepted the reality of failure and arrived at the Boundless Wasteland. Where was the desert they'd promised? Where was the barren land? This place had everything she could want. It was practically a paradise for living off the fat of the land.
Oh, and she had a dear little uncle.
Well, his only flaw was that he believed in an old god. He spent all day in church murmuring at a stone idol.
As an atheist, Wen He could only think, My head is pounding.
Sermon over.
She peeled back layer upon layer of his thick, concealing clothes, slipped her arms around his waist, and pinned him against the other side of the door. Admiring the marks he'd gone to such lengths to hide, she mischievously brushed her hand over his exposed skin and said, “Little Uncle, should we let your followers see their most beloved emissary making such a naughty face?”
Reading Guide:
* All churches in this story are original creations.
* There is only a one-year age gap. She calls him Little Uncle because of their family seniority.
Theme: None for now
