What an empty woman needs most is spiritual comfort, and millions of empty women are enough to support the entertainment industry of any size
Therefore, the nightlife in the city not only did not decline due to the scarcity of men, but instead developed into a pillar industry that was more terrifying than before the war
Countless women who have not been selected by men and have not successfully won the sperm bank lottery in the dazzling neon lights, just to allow those virtual cowherds to temporarily paralyze their loneliness.
Yang Jie had no doubts at all. After he turned the roulette, the woman who was not beaten must be in a bar on the street, hugging her body that simulated the male polymer material and drank so much that she was drunk.
A strong man seemed to appear on the other side of the street. He probably relied on his extraordinary physical strength to complete his wife's quota this week and could go here legally to find a happy life.
Babies! Come and grab my bouquet! Give you a chance to taste the taste of an S-class man! There are screams full of superiority over there
Yang Jie glanced over there with contempt and turned into a dim alley
It's the fault of the upper class no matter how you think about it
Why not seriously study the new medicine to treat women's eggs?
Why not just approve the application of cloning technology?
Why not learn from neighboring countries across the ocean to give men more freedom?
Why not just let humans be extinct?
What research progress is the different situation in the region? How important is human existence? It is all excuses!
It's an excuse to solve everything without sincerity!
It is to allow them to continue to regard everyone as breeding pigs that can be controlled at will!
He thought angrily, his cheeks were a little hot. One day he would end this ridiculous thing, join like-minded people, kill these shameless idiots, and then build a country of asceticism, so that masturbation becomes the only standard
Brother, aren't you a robot? A hoarse greeting came from the dark corner of the alley
I'm not, but I won't give you anything you want. Yang Jie frowned in disgust. You don't have any evil ideas. I'm a healthy man. You know the consequences.
Tsk, another disgusting privileged pig
The hoarse female voice muttered disdainfully, don't think everyone begged for your genitals. If you hadn't blocked my light, I wouldn't have time to pay attention to you
Yang Jie was stunned for a moment, subconsciously flashed to the side, and the neon light shone in, falling on the tall woman next to the trash can on the roadside
She looks in her twenties, with strong muscles, with messy half-curly curly hair on her head, and half-burned cigarette in her mouth. She took the cigarette out of her mouth and bounced it lazily into the trash can, saying: If you want to find a woman, there are so many outside, you'd better not make any mistakes. I'm not a bitch who sticks her butt out with a chain.
Yang Jie's eyebrows were frowning tighter. This way of speaking, especially after knowing that he was a real man, was too different from ordinary women.
He likes this feeling that is different from all ordinary people, which makes him crazy the most. He subconsciously approaches two steps, and the woman in the shadow is seen more clearly
It was obvious that women working in the lower class had dark wheat skin, with not very healthy skin, some mud on their faces, their work pants were grinding white, and the torn sneakers exposed under the trousers were almost scrapped. The fingers with cigarettes were thick and full of traces of physical labor.
Logically, women in this class are extremely eager to advance through pregnancy. He thought about this subtle sense of incongruity, and then suddenly remembered a noun deep in his mind, and subconsciously asked, "Are you... a person from "paratumarumes"?"
The woman raised her eyebrows and looked at him in surprise. I really didn't expect that there were really many people paying attention to our organization, Ah
He came over excitedly and kept saying: Of course, of course, I am your staunch supporter! I have read every news on your secret web page, and I am trying to spread every message you sent. Believe me. Although I am a man, I am still a loyal fan of "Paradise". Unfortunately, I have been surrounded by those stupid women and have no chance to meet your people. This... This is the first time I have seen your member, my name is Kitano Yosuke. A few days ago, you published a news commending me on your web page. Do you remember?
The woman looked him left and right without much belief, then took out a small metal box from her pocket, opened it and scanned it downward from his head, and said in surprise: It's really you?
She shrugged the electric baton on her waist and whispered, "I thought you were trying to trap our robots." I just turned on the switch of the electric baton just now.
Yosuke said excitedly: I am not a robot, I am Kitao Yosuke, if it is convenient, you can check my DNA at any time
I didn't expect to meet like-minded partners in such a place
The woman grinned, her wide lips had a different style. Then... Let me re-introduce, I am Matsuno Suzuki, and I am an E-class maintenance worker at the Energy Reserve Institute.
What about... what about his non-public identity? Yang Jie's pupils are shrinking, and his strong expectation makes his blood start to accelerate circulation.
Deputy Minister of the 13th Division of the underground organization "Paracum" section, please give me more advice. Ling threw away the cigarette in her hand and stretched out her wide right hand.
Yosuke wiped the sweat from his palms on his pants, stretched out his hands nervously and devoutly, and held them tightly with her.
When asked if he was willing to abandon everything he had, Yosuke didn't hesitate at all, so he nodded in agreement.
He went back to the temporary residence, turned on the computer and submitted his resignation application. According to Matsuno Suzu's guidance, the new trend column filled in a place he had never heard of before. To his surprise, the place that was not in the database had successfully passed the review of the Adult Male Management Department.
During the period of conception corresponding to the reviewed location, through any satellite scan, you can only see a wasteland.
From now on... I will go there every three days to report it? He pointed to the desolate grassy clearing on the screen, and asked the bell behind him with some anxiety
Report a lot
The bell lit a new cigarette, sprayed a mouthful of white mist on his face, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "That's the hand and feet of our "paratumarumes". You are not the first man we accept. If you can't help them get out of their existing life, wouldn't it be useless?"
She pointed at the open space on the screen with her finger and explained with a smile: From the time your information is transferred here, a false information will be reported here every three days. In the male allocation system, your performance will always be stable and excellent, except for still refusing to choose a wife
An unprecedented sense of ease surged into his heart, covering up the trace of loss he was unwilling to admit. He breathed out and asked: What should I do afterwards?
Ling smiled and grabbed his hand, pulled him out of the chair, then looked at him seriously, and said word by word: Follow me, from now on, do whatever you want
Therefore, the nightlife in the city not only did not decline due to the scarcity of men, but instead developed into a pillar industry that was more terrifying than before the war
Countless women who have not been selected by men and have not successfully won the sperm bank lottery in the dazzling neon lights, just to allow those virtual cowherds to temporarily paralyze their loneliness.
Yang Jie had no doubts at all. After he turned the roulette, the woman who was not beaten must be in a bar on the street, hugging her body that simulated the male polymer material and drank so much that she was drunk.
A strong man seemed to appear on the other side of the street. He probably relied on his extraordinary physical strength to complete his wife's quota this week and could go here legally to find a happy life.
Babies! Come and grab my bouquet! Give you a chance to taste the taste of an S-class man! There are screams full of superiority over there
Yang Jie glanced over there with contempt and turned into a dim alley
It's the fault of the upper class no matter how you think about it
Why not seriously study the new medicine to treat women's eggs?
Why not just approve the application of cloning technology?
Why not learn from neighboring countries across the ocean to give men more freedom?
Why not just let humans be extinct?
What research progress is the different situation in the region? How important is human existence? It is all excuses!
It's an excuse to solve everything without sincerity!
It is to allow them to continue to regard everyone as breeding pigs that can be controlled at will!
He thought angrily, his cheeks were a little hot. One day he would end this ridiculous thing, join like-minded people, kill these shameless idiots, and then build a country of asceticism, so that masturbation becomes the only standard
Brother, aren't you a robot? A hoarse greeting came from the dark corner of the alley
I'm not, but I won't give you anything you want. Yang Jie frowned in disgust. You don't have any evil ideas. I'm a healthy man. You know the consequences.
Tsk, another disgusting privileged pig
The hoarse female voice muttered disdainfully, don't think everyone begged for your genitals. If you hadn't blocked my light, I wouldn't have time to pay attention to you
Yang Jie was stunned for a moment, subconsciously flashed to the side, and the neon light shone in, falling on the tall woman next to the trash can on the roadside
She looks in her twenties, with strong muscles, with messy half-curly curly hair on her head, and half-burned cigarette in her mouth. She took the cigarette out of her mouth and bounced it lazily into the trash can, saying: If you want to find a woman, there are so many outside, you'd better not make any mistakes. I'm not a bitch who sticks her butt out with a chain.
Yang Jie's eyebrows were frowning tighter. This way of speaking, especially after knowing that he was a real man, was too different from ordinary women.
He likes this feeling that is different from all ordinary people, which makes him crazy the most. He subconsciously approaches two steps, and the woman in the shadow is seen more clearly
It was obvious that women working in the lower class had dark wheat skin, with not very healthy skin, some mud on their faces, their work pants were grinding white, and the torn sneakers exposed under the trousers were almost scrapped. The fingers with cigarettes were thick and full of traces of physical labor.
Logically, women in this class are extremely eager to advance through pregnancy. He thought about this subtle sense of incongruity, and then suddenly remembered a noun deep in his mind, and subconsciously asked, "Are you... a person from "paratumarumes"?"
The woman raised her eyebrows and looked at him in surprise. I really didn't expect that there were really many people paying attention to our organization, Ah
He came over excitedly and kept saying: Of course, of course, I am your staunch supporter! I have read every news on your secret web page, and I am trying to spread every message you sent. Believe me. Although I am a man, I am still a loyal fan of "Paradise". Unfortunately, I have been surrounded by those stupid women and have no chance to meet your people. This... This is the first time I have seen your member, my name is Kitano Yosuke. A few days ago, you published a news commending me on your web page. Do you remember?
The woman looked him left and right without much belief, then took out a small metal box from her pocket, opened it and scanned it downward from his head, and said in surprise: It's really you?
She shrugged the electric baton on her waist and whispered, "I thought you were trying to trap our robots." I just turned on the switch of the electric baton just now.
Yosuke said excitedly: I am not a robot, I am Kitao Yosuke, if it is convenient, you can check my DNA at any time
I didn't expect to meet like-minded partners in such a place
The woman grinned, her wide lips had a different style. Then... Let me re-introduce, I am Matsuno Suzuki, and I am an E-class maintenance worker at the Energy Reserve Institute.
What about... what about his non-public identity? Yang Jie's pupils are shrinking, and his strong expectation makes his blood start to accelerate circulation.
Deputy Minister of the 13th Division of the underground organization "Paracum" section, please give me more advice. Ling threw away the cigarette in her hand and stretched out her wide right hand.
Yosuke wiped the sweat from his palms on his pants, stretched out his hands nervously and devoutly, and held them tightly with her.
When asked if he was willing to abandon everything he had, Yosuke didn't hesitate at all, so he nodded in agreement.
He went back to the temporary residence, turned on the computer and submitted his resignation application. According to Matsuno Suzu's guidance, the new trend column filled in a place he had never heard of before. To his surprise, the place that was not in the database had successfully passed the review of the Adult Male Management Department.
During the period of conception corresponding to the reviewed location, through any satellite scan, you can only see a wasteland.
From now on... I will go there every three days to report it? He pointed to the desolate grassy clearing on the screen, and asked the bell behind him with some anxiety
Report a lot
The bell lit a new cigarette, sprayed a mouthful of white mist on his face, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "That's the hand and feet of our "paratumarumes". You are not the first man we accept. If you can't help them get out of their existing life, wouldn't it be useless?"
She pointed at the open space on the screen with her finger and explained with a smile: From the time your information is transferred here, a false information will be reported here every three days. In the male allocation system, your performance will always be stable and excellent, except for still refusing to choose a wife
An unprecedented sense of ease surged into his heart, covering up the trace of loss he was unwilling to admit. He breathed out and asked: What should I do afterwards?
Ling smiled and grabbed his hand, pulled him out of the chair, then looked at him seriously, and said word by word: Follow me, from now on, do whatever you want
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