Of course, Ye Lang didn't know all this. At this time, he exited Ayiguli's live broadcast room and looked at the live broadcast rooms of his wives, concubines and maids.
Although they only received one night of training, the live broadcast room looked quite professional.
With their better looks than most female anchors, coupled with their unique temperament and style, they quickly attracted a large number of viewers.
Although these viewers did not see any inappropriate or revealing content in their live broadcast rooms, they were attracted by their respective talents and charms.
In particular, the authenticity and frankness they showed in the live broadcast made the audience feel a special sense of closeness.
Whether chatting or showing off their talents, they won the audience's love in the most natural way.
This kind of experience is particularly precious in this era when everyone is on the verge of collapse. They interpret tenacity and beauty in their own way, making the live broadcast room a warm pure land.
Ye Lang watched the barrage of comments on the screen surge like a tide, and the slowly increasing passion value, and felt secretly relieved. He knew that although these passion values grew slowly, they were stable.
He is not always eager for quick success, but also values long-term accumulation and sedimentation.
Watching the lust value slowly climb, Ye Lang felt a sense of satisfaction. Everything seemed to be moving in the right direction. As long as he continued to advance step by step, the accumulation of lust value would eventually usher in a qualitative leap.
After exiting the live broadcast room, Ye Lang turned his gaze to the window. The night was as dark as ink, and not even a single star could be seen in the city. The whole world seemed to have fallen into a dead silence.
Only the terrifying cold and the howling wind reveal the desolation of doomsday.
The outdoor temperature is now close to minus ninety degrees Celsius. In such extreme low temperatures, even those with special abilities wearing thick cold-proof clothing dare not go out easily.
Everyone is shivering in the severe cold of this doomsday, looking for a bit of warmth and hope.
Ye Lang stared quietly at the world outside the window that was swallowed by the severe cold, but there was not much fear in his heart, only determination and calmness.
His goal never wavered, only to become stronger and happier.
Fortunately, these two paths merged miraculously in his hands because of the Hehuan system.
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Aiguli's live broadcast room is still very lively, and barrages of comments keep crossing the screen like meteors.
But she had no intention of continuing the live broadcast. Before 11 o'clock in the evening, she hurriedly said goodbye to netizens and closed the live broadcast room.
Aiguli stared blankly at the black screen, her fingertips unconsciously stroking her lips, her heart in a mess.
Of course she knew what would happen tonight. From the moment she decided to go with Ye Lang, she knew that this day would come sooner or later.
But she had never thought that this day would come so soon, nor had she expected that she would be so panicked inside.
Aiguli is certain that her heart belongs to Ye Lang and she will never regret it even if she dies.
But whenever I think about what is about to happen, it always brings back nightmare-like memories.
Those beasts were not human beings at all, and they didn't treat them as human beings.
I'm not joking, I really treat these women as animals. No... not animals, but things that are even worse than animals.
Endless torture, treating their body parts like toys to be tortured and destroyed.
Branding irons, ice, sharp blades, electric shocks, etc., all left indelible scars on their bodies.
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