chapter 10

The harmonious picture soon ended because the real-world time flow was much faster than the game world, with 1 minute in reality equating to 24 days in the game world. When the picture restored, the audience realized half a month had passed in the game.

"Brother, please let me go! I can't take it anymore after half a month!" the wolf begged Recoba, who stood in front of him with a row of fox beauties.

Recoba, patting the wolf's shoulder, encouraged him with a bowl of tiger whip wine, believing in his extraordinary physique. Reluctantly, the wolf drank it, and the screen showed a message: "The live broadcast screen involves explicit content and has been automatically blocked."

The audience wailed but soon envied the wolf's situation. Recoba's hospitality was intense, providing a fox beauty every day. Another half month later, the wolf looked exhausted and pale.

Recoba entered with more tiger whip wine, insisting the wolf continue breeding to strengthen the orc race. Despite his pleas for rest, Recoba praised the wolf's potential, noting seven fox women were already pregnant.

The wolf, tired and desperate, begged for a break. Recoba, empathetically, shared that the human bloodline warriors were also breeding but without the luxury of fox beauties, instead facing powerful races like the Tigers, Lions, and Werewolves.

The wolf and the audience were stunned by this revelation, leading to laughter and comments about the absurdity of the situation. Recoba, ever the strategist, aimed to create a new generation of powerful bloodline warriors.

Recoba brought in a nearly lifeless human bloodline warrior for the wolf, encouraging him to drink his blood for strength. The wolf's transformation was immediate, his power visibly increasing. Recoba promised more bloodline warriors if the wolf helped him further.

In three months, the wolf reached the goal of impregnating 20 fox women, ending his grueling breeding duties. Recoba fulfilled his promise, providing more bloodline warriors to the wolf, who grew even stronger.

Recoba, noting the wolf's readiness, hinted at a new mission, possibly returning to the capital.

The harmonious picture soon ended because the real-world time flow was much faster than the game world, with 1 minute in reality equating to 24 days in the game world. When the picture restored, the audience realized half a month had passed in the game.

The scene shifted to a grand room filled with fox women, their beauty ethereal and captivating. The wolf, looking both overwhelmed and weary, stood in the center, surrounded by the alluring fox beauties. "Brother, please let me go! I can't take it anymore after half a month!" the wolf pleaded, his voice strained with desperation.

Recoba, standing tall and imposing, gave a reassuring pat on the wolf's shoulder. With a calm yet firm demeanor, he handed the wolf a bowl of tiger whip wine. "You have an extraordinary physique, brother. This will help you continue," Recoba encouraged, his voice filled with unwavering confidence.

Reluctantly, the wolf took the bowl and drank, his expression a mixture of resignation and determination. As he swallowed the potent wine, a message appeared on the screen: "The live broadcast screen involves explicit content and has been automatically blocked."

The audience erupted in disappointment, their wails echoing through the virtual space. Yet, envy quickly replaced their frustration as they imagined the wolf's enviable situation. Recoba's hospitality was indeed intense, providing a fox beauty every day. The days turned into nights, and another half month passed. The wolf's once vibrant demeanor faded, leaving him exhausted and pale.

Recoba entered the room again, carrying more tiger whip wine. His determination to strengthen the orc race was unwavering. "You must continue, brother. The future of our race depends on it," Recoba insisted, his voice carrying the weight of responsibility.

Despite his pleas for rest, the wolf found himself unable to refuse Recoba's requests. The praise for his potential seemed endless. Recoba proudly announced that seven fox women were already pregnant, a testament to the wolf's strength and stamina.

The wolf's eyes, once filled with vitality, now reflected his desperation. "Please, I need a break," he begged, his voice barely a whisper. Recoba, displaying a rare moment of empathy, shared a secret with the wolf. "The human bloodline warriors are also breeding, but their situation is far from luxurious. They face powerful races like the Tigers, Lions, and Werewolves."

The revelation left the wolf and the audience stunned. Laughter and incredulous comments filled the virtual space as they grappled with the absurdity of the situation. Recoba, ever the strategist, aimed to create a new generation of powerful bloodline warriors, and his methods, though unconventional, were effective.

Recoba introduced a nearly lifeless human bloodline warrior to the wolf. "Drink his blood, and you will gain strength," Recoba urged, his tone authoritative. The wolf, driven by a mix of desperation and curiosity, complied. As he drank, an immediate transformation occurred. His power surged, and his weary body seemed to regain its vigor.

Recoba's promise echoed in the wolf's mind. "There are more bloodline warriors if you help me further," Recoba had said, and the wolf's resolve hardened. Three months passed, and the wolf achieved the goal of impregnating 20 fox women. His grueling breeding duties finally came to an end.

True to his word, Recoba provided more bloodline warriors, and the wolf's strength continued to grow. Each encounter, each battle, honed his skills and increased his power. Recoba, observing the wolf's progress, knew the time was near for a new mission.

One day, Recoba approached the wolf, a hint of pride in his eyes. "You have done well, brother. You are ready for your next mission. It may take you back to the capital," Recoba hinted, his voice filled with anticipation.

The wolf, now a formidable warrior, nodded. His journey had been arduous, filled with trials and tribulations, but he emerged stronger and more determined than ever. The bond between him and Recoba, forged through shared goals and relentless pursuit of power, was unbreakable.

As the wolf prepared for his next mission, he couldn't help but reflect on the absurdity and intensity of his journey. From the grueling breeding duties to the fierce battles, each step had shaped him into the warrior he had become.