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I Am the Only Fertile Woman in the Game

[Polyandry + Adored by All + Pregnancy Runaway + Leveling Up + Pure Male Harem] Qiao Suisui opened her eyes and found herself in an interstellar beast world where females were scarce compared to males. How scarce? Looking around, she was the only viviparously born female! Bound to the fertility system, she became the target of a scramble among the big shots— A Colonel from the Empire Military Department, who betrayed his family just to give her a status. "I swear on the honor of the Sikoses Family, I will never let anyone harm you." A previously indolent member of the Royal Family started on the path of power struggle just to protect her. "Suisui, no matter where your heart lies, I will never let go." An obsessed scientist, who kneeled at her feet, humbly begging for love. "Qiao Suisui, you're lying to me... you also love me, right... why won't you look at me..." The last blood of the Wolf Clan, who was a bloodthirsty killer in public, but behind closed doors, he transformed into a big dog, warming her feet with his belly. "Sister, our Wolf Clan mates for life. You touched my tail, so you have to take responsibility." (More men joining the lineup...) System: The stronger the male gene, the higher the quality of the reward. Qiao Suisui: (Resting her chin on her hands) Let me see who I should seduce today... PS. The female protagonist appears fragile but is actually calculating and self-serving. All males are merely tools for reproduction.

Mr. Five Tones · Kỳ huyễn
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Chapter 134 Southern Battlefield

The Southern Battlefield, lying at the desolate edge of interstellar space, once thrived as a bustling corridor of interstellar trade, but had become a ruinous aftermath of war. The sky was devoid of any clouds, shrouded only by a faint grey haze, as if even the air had been polluted by the gunsmoke of war.

The ground was littered with charred soil and shattered rocks, resembling a dead wilderness. The vegetation that once flourished had long been destroyed by the flames of war, leaving only patches of withered yellow grass and the occasional twisted tree, its trunk contorting as though in an anguished wail. Here and there, one could see fragments of broken machinery scattered about, rusty and forlorn, as if recounting the fierce battles of the past.