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Transforming Succubus: Almost Doomsday

The apocalypse was nigh. A few humans awakened as pioneers. They were granted the privilege to step forward and travel to different "versions" of the world. Their duty was to venture into these various versions of the world to obtain power, artifacts, and information and then return to the original world to prevent the disaster of the apocalypse. But the disgrace of the pioneers — different pioneer Zhou Baiyu — made an immense contribution to all of humanity. Through his unremitting efforts... the apocalypse eventually did not come to pass. At the same time, he also made a tremendous contribution to the demons. Through his unremitting efforts... it was very nearly, by a hair's breadth, that the apocalypse descended. The story... must start with his transformation of the succubus.

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Chapter 6: Disillusionment

What was meant to come, finally arrived.

A succubus of devastating beauty and devilish figure, with a disdainful posture, stepped out from the grand door at the end of the hallway.

As the leader of the succubi, her appearance was similar to that of the other succubi in their indecent attire, yet there was a slight difference in color; hers was silver-white.

And her snow-white hair signified her extraordinary status and lineage.

Such a creature, exuding allure and wildness, could entirely make one overlook the fact that it was, in essence, a demon.

Although it was just one glance, Zhou Baiyu could feel the high status of this succubus.

But just when he thought something akin to a harem literary plot might unfold, the next moment became unspeakably brutal.

In the room filled with Demon Crystals and fragrances, that supremely beautiful succubus suddenly flashed away.

An immense sense of oppression almost made Zhou Baiyu involuntarily step back.

Before understanding what was happening, scarlet liquid splattered onto his face, arms, and neck.

The attendant, who was just by Zhou Baiyu's side a short time ago—

had her description in his eyes change from "an adornment growing on the neck" to "a love swaying in the wind."

The spurting blood was stopped, for the succubus, much like a vampire, was biting down on her prey's wound.

The tip of the succubus's tail, blossoming like a flower, swiftly expanded, resembling the mouth of some monster or perhaps the proboscis of a mosquito.

With a flick, the tail's tip wrapped around the sizable "radish."

The attendant had no consciousness or expression to begin with.

But the handsome face rapidly shriveled and sank in, nevertheless conveying a kind of empty, lifeless deathly stillness.

The hands of the succubus never stopped, quickly tearing open the attendant's belly.

It was as if stirring the organs and destroying the functions of a living being brought her a certain pleasure.

Zhou Baiyu just thinking about a hand incessantly churning his inner organs, crushing his guts, made him feel an aching void and an urge to vomit.

He felt he was nearly at the end of his tether, the scene before him was too gruesome.

Many people have the courage to face death, to brace themselves to meet death head-on, but to witness a slaughter up close is an entirely different, more profound terror.

In that moment, the ferocity of demons in the attendant's memory became all the more tangible.

Zhou Baiyu truly felt the terror of this world; had he been the first one chosen, he wouldn't have even had the time to think of a countermeasure.

Seeing a succubus attack a human was the fantasy of countless shut-in guys in Zhou Baiyu's world.

They all eagerly wished to cross over to the world of animation to witness the grace of a succubus.

But for Zhou Baiyu, the scene before him was a grand disillusionment—

A Island literature is deceptive! Light novel otaku literature is deceptive! Galgames are also fucking deceptive!

The true nature of a succubus is nothing but a beautiful monster!

Zhou Baiyu struggled to maintain his composure.

He watched intently at every scene unfolding before him, analyzing the situation seriously even though he was already so frightened that he felt physically ill.

After the first attendant was harvested by the succubus, her tail, which had enveloped the "radish," flicked, and then the tip opened up again.

The attendant's corpse was then fiercely flung against the wall, turning into a smashed heap of flesh and blood.

He was no longer the love swaying in the wind but an impromptu ink painting. On the purple crystal walls, the painting slowly flowed.

Zhou Baiyu's heart was pounding, but he couldn't care less whether the succubus could hear his heartbeat.

Because the second round of feeding began.

This time, the unfortunate one was the attendant in front of Zhou Baiyu, and because he was directly in front of Zhou Baiyu, he saw it all even more clearly.

Every detail was fully captured in his eyes.

Zhou Baiyu watched earnestly. Indeed, there was a change in the succubus's movements.

It no longer raged as it had just moments ago. Instead, it took on a somewhat enticing demeanor, and began to sip the attendant's blood in tiny mouthfuls.

The movement at the tail's tip became even quicker and forceful.

The first prey was devoured completely and quickly, as if it were swept away by a fierce wind.

The second prey, perhaps because its hunger had been sated, led the succubus to exhibit much more grace.

Her speed of bloodsucking had clearly slowed, and she was using her mosquito-like tail to do most of the collecting.

Every subtle expression of the succubus was captured by Zhou Baiyu's eyes.

There was indeed enjoyment, but also confusion and regret in its eyes, along with an irrepressible restlessness… and boredom.

All this resembled a beautiful human female engaged in a monotonous yet somewhat relieving activity amidst boredom.

Zhou Baiyu realized he had been too optimistic. The monster fed on humans much faster than he had expected.

Now there were only two attendants left, and the third round of slaughter was about to begin.

He understood that even if he was incredibly lucky and not chosen by the succubus this time, it would only extend his life by a mere ten minutes or so.

"I can't just sit here waiting for death… I must bring the information back… No, to hell with the information, I want to live!"

In that instant, all the information, memories, and deductions from the moment the carriage had set off to the time they entered the demon's lair, rapidly integrated in Zhou Baiyu's brain.

The succubus seemed to have set her sights on Zhou Baiyu, as the body of the second attendant was already withered.

Disgust and perplexity intensified in her eyes, which flickered with an alluring but fatal crimson.

Yet Zhou Baiyu entered a state of extreme focus.

At this life-or-death moment, time around him seemed to slow down, and he became increasingly calm. The excitement within him sped up his thinking ludicrously fast!

The progress of his thoughts was almost completely intuitive—

"Hierarchical distribution implies the emergence of social strata..."

"The long years spent cultivating attendants suggest that the succubus has begun to seek higher forms of gratification."

"The fact that every attendant is good-looking shows the succubus' aesthetic aligns with that of humans."

"Her attire, though different from the other succubi, is not much better, meaning that in flaunting uniqueness and luxury, the succubi have not quite reached the level of humans, but they have awakened to this notion."

"The text in the updates indicates that the succubi may take the place of humans."

"The changes in her facial expressions also indicate she is confused by her current experiences..."

All the information pointed to one thing.

Zhou Baiyu knew he had only one chance.

It was a one-shot deal in the face of death. He had to strike accurately and hit the customer's needs precisely!

In a daze, Zhou Baiyu felt as if there was a glowing, hot star in his mind.

It was his personality trait "Orator" heating up intensely! All systems go!

Just as the succubus's distinctive fragrance grew thicker and her beautiful figure seemed to finally fixate on him—

Zhou Baiyu actually took a step forward on his own, presenting a submissive gesture, and got straight to the point:

"Oh Demon Lord, you wouldn't want the attendants, whom you've painstakingly cultivated, to only bring you the pleasure of a fifth-grade beast, would you?"

The figure of the succubus flashed again, arriving instantly beside Zhou Baiyu.

Her originally delicate fingers suddenly sprouted sharp, amethyst-like nails that cut into the skin of his neck.

But as Zhou Baiyu's words ended, the sharp nails did not proceed any further, nor did they pierce his throat.

Zhou Baiyu seemed not to feel the pain of the skin being sliced open.

He maintained his smile, displaying his harmlessness:

"Of course, gourmet food can be devoured hastily, but perhaps a slower, more refined taste would bring you a unique pleasure. I can see that you need greater joy, and I can help you with that."