The lustful mentor reached out and picked up the white maggots that were burrowing in and out of his legs, chuckling softly as he spoke:

"Who would let these beggars starve to death? Even my mother couldn't bear it.

They are not begging for food, otherwise... ask them what they are begging for?

Hahaha, you, the insect breeder, are so cute!"

With a snap, the white maggot turned into a sticky puddle in her hand.

Zhu Hongyu looked at the group of "artificial beggars" in surprise.

"I want to know some strange and bizarre secrets." This is a believer in the All-Seeing Eye.

"I want to gain some spiritual knowledge." This is the command of the God of Wisdom.

"I want to feel happy... I... I'm about to be abandoned by my husband..."

"Don't eat it, give it all to me, I'm hungry!"

They all have their own appeals, and without exception, they are all closely related to the gods they worship.

Zhu Hongyu turned around and looked at the lustful mentor, and asked doubtfully: "This is..."

Her voice gradually lowered. In fact, all this made sense.

How could a fortress city let these beggars starve to death?

They beg for things, thinking it is "an act to please the gods."

"Do you want to know why there are these beggars?"

The corner of the desire mentor's mouth curled up, "It's not just for my father's advancement...

No one else here knows the reason, only I know it.

Others...didn't dare to give me alms, they were afraid of my relatives...

Kind-hearted outsider, do you dare? My mother is a third-order Sister of Pain.

When she spoke of the kind-hearted outsider, she added a hint of joking in her tone.

Immediately, she seemed unable to hold it back any longer and burst out laughing:

"Hahaha, I just saw you pretending to be kind and giving them food. Where did you get the Great Saint name from?

It's hilarious. You'll be scared when you meet someone powerful, right? If you ask me..."

"Okay, what do you want?"

Zhu Hongyu pursed her lips and asked seriously.

Now not only this desire mentor, but everyone else also looked at her with puzzled expressions.

"Don't you understand? My dear..."

"I understand." Zhu Hongyu nodded gently, "Now I want to know why all this is happening."

It seems that the method of gaining people's trust this time will be completely different from Xu Qingsong and the others.

The Desire Mentor was stunned for a moment, then his breathing suddenly became heavy, and he opened his mouth slightly:

"Well, I beg you for pleasure..."

"Ah?" Zhu Hongyu's face suddenly turned red. "No, no! I'll help you find someone else."

That’s not right. Others don’t dare to do such a thing.

What should I do?

Should I sacrifice myself for redemption?

For a moment, she was in a state of confusion.

"Does your fellow bug have any special abilities? Like hallucinations, mimicry, or something like that?"

The words of the Desire Mentor brought Zhu Hongyu back to reality. The other party chuckled lightly: "I'm not interested in women."

Praise the redemption!

Zhu Hongyu breathed a sigh of relief, then shook his head slightly, "My fellow bug doesn't have this ability."

“That’s a shame…”

The lustful mentor seemed unable to bear certain distracting thoughts any longer, and his breathing became heavier.

"Then bring me a full-length mirror, and then... it'd be best if you could make me a puppet."

Mirror?

Zhu Hongyu was full of questions, but she still met the other party's request. This is very simple, isn't it?

soon…

The Desire Mentor dragged his broken legs and moved in front of the mirror, his eyes gradually blurring...

"Uh... Mom taught me that girls should love themselves, and I've always remembered that..."

Zhu Hongyu widened her left eye, and the little dragonfly in her right eye seemed to be stimulated by something and began to flap its wings violently, scratching her eye sockets and causing some pain.

What? Is that what you mean? ! !

This lustful mentor couldn't help himself and violently pulled off a small section of white bone from his right calf.

It had been tortured there, with only a thin layer of fascia connecting it.

Now... everything she has comes from herself.

She stared at herself in the mirror blankly.

She likes herself so much.

Her lover is herself.