"Looks like this World Cluster really isn't dead. Otherwise, it couldn't keep supplying me with space-time tidal energy."
"Humanity's current contribution is considerable. They're developing fast."
Zhang Ming's mood immediately brightened. Everything was heading in the right direction.
"In the past, I racked my brains and toiled for decades over a measly thousand or two points of source. Now, one fight earns me this much."
He sighed with heartfelt feeling. Getting stronger certainly had its benefits.
Things that had once been unimaginably difficult now seemed effortless.
[Your Excellency Nine-Thousand-Year-Old, please don't get too carried away. You haven't even fully repaired the damage to your soul. One bite from Little Turtle outside could leave half your body paralyzed.]
[So please get some rest soon. That concludes my report.]
Miss Gourd kindly reminded him. Her tone was cheerful, and a smile never left her face.
"Auntie Hulu, I won't bully you today. But I absolutely have to bully Sailor Girl, or I'll die." Zhang Ming looked utterly serious.
[Pervert...] Unable to refuse Zhang Ming's wish, Miss Gourd could only turn into Sailor Girl.
"Two! I want two at once! Otherwise, I'll die."
[...]
"Three! I want three at once! Nine-Thousand-Year-Old needs three!"
The bratty, twin-tailed girl No. 99 appeared, casting a sidelong glance at the deranged "Moral Abyss," "Nine-Thousand-Year-Old." "Are all you adults this perverted? It's only a dream, and you still have to be such a small fry? Want another hundred girls to keep a despicable small fry like you company?"
Zhang Ming grabbed No. 99 by the ankle. With a yelp, she landed bottom-first on the sand.
In the real world, Zhang Ming was a paralyzed patient Little Turtle could kill with one bite, as well as a genuine eunuch. But in dreams, he was still a normal man with