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>> Model One: Humanoid Containment Facility × Immortal Anomaly
Project No. 99: “Filth-Eating Flesh” (Extreme Risk)
Description: No. 99 is a young adult male of Slavic descent, whose height fluctuates between 194 and 205 cm. His torso is wrapped in movable bandages. Several slit-like mouths are concealed across his body, and he prefers fresh meat. His age, methods of attack, and maximum intake per meal are unknown.
Special containment procedures: To be managed independently by Class D personnel Mei Ziqing.
Note: Since the X Incident, all tests attempting to remove Mei Ziqing from the facility are permanently prohibited.
>> Model Two: Caregiver × Polar Bear Gene-Reverted Warrior
Staring at the white-haired, dark-skinned hunk on the hospital bed, whose arm was thicker than her thigh, Gan Lu could hardly believe this was a frail patient in need of care.
The agency warned her, “His genes have reverted to those of a polar bear. He's very picky.”
Gan Lu wasn't concerned. What difficult clients hadn't she dealt with?
It turned out she was far too naive, and he put her through the wringer.
He wanted to be held while having his fur brushed, fed when drinking water, and coaxed to sleep... In the single-bed hospital room at night, a broad hand rubbed her waist. “One last time.”
>> Model Three: Maintenance Technician × Living Mecha
The supposedly self-evolving super mecha introduced to the base had stalled six times in a row during test runs. The bruised and battered pilot had had enough.
Xia Lingshuang kicked the mecha's outer shell. “What's with your attitude now?”
The undamaged armor rippled and caved in. The anti-gravity generator sucked her inside and locked her in place. Its synthetic voice faltered: “More than 72 hours have passed since your last special maintenance. Also, surveillance shows you had dinner alone with him.”
>> Model Four: Monster Apartment Manager × Kraken
Meng Hui noticed a new tenant in the building. They never went outside. A damp, fishy smell often seeped from the apartment, and rings of salt crusted the floor.
She knocked on the tenant's door. “Sir, please take care of your living space!”
A cold, slick tentacle reached through the crack, wrapped around her, and pulled her into the dark room. It coiled and roamed over her. “...Care... teach... me...”
The desolate nest now had a living warmth. The fine, flexible tips circled and kneaded the tiny red marks left by the suckers, turning her whimpers to silence. “Care for... one at a time.”
>> Model Five: Intern × City-Core Higher-Dimensional Consciousness
After joining the council, An Ni kept seeing visions of a pure white silhouette with many wings sprouting from its back. Thinking an angel had appeared, she would pray earnestly each time: Let my rivals have bad luck, double my pay, and keep traffic clear on my commute... Every wish came true.
In the restricted zone, the holy humanoid spread metallic wings covered in cables and spoke seductively: “Ask me for what you want. Your desires taste delicious.”
She looked at the cables stretching outward. Some connected to servers; others plugged into the dazed executives' brains, controlling the city's operations.
>> Model Six: Low-Level Mimicry Esper × Zombie Tyrant
When the zombie horde breached the shelter, Cong Rong could only change her body's color. Her fleeing teammates shoved her out to buy themselves time.
With nothing left to lose, she turned invisible and played dead, hoping to fool them.
Unfortunately, the army was led by an S-Class tyrant whose intelligence rivaled that of humans. He saw through her, caught her, took her away... and raised her?
Cong Rong considered herself emergency rations. Then the tyrant pressed a finger to her lower belly. “Here. Turn transparent. I want to see.”
>> Model Seven: Player × Half-Eagle Boss
Being trapped inside a game didn't change much for Yu Xier, a player who cared only about the peaceful aspects of the game. She still gathered, crafted, and sold goods. There was even an extra perk: greater freedom to explore maps the developers hadn't officially opened and scavenge resources.
But why hadn't there been a notice saying this was a hidden dungeon?
“Adorable little thief.” The final boss's scythe-like beak drew her into his dark feathers. “You can't leave before you defeat me, can you?”
Reader advisory:
1. Not a strong female lead. All male leads are nonhuman, with niche preferences. Read with caution if this isn't your thing.
2. Each arc has an independent plot, set in a different timeline within the same region.
3. Romance-focused, happy ending, one-on-one, all pure, pure in every way.
Theme: Love is understanding.
