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Chapter 200 Top-Tier Beastman Boy Band
The "Department for Optimizing Bloodline Succession" is dedicated to solving the problem of bloodline inheritance for male protagonists. The male protagonists in the three thousand minor worlds are all perfect creations carefully crafted by the Heavenly Dao, and are excellent in every aspect.

The department's office staff's pastime in their spare time was to record images of the amazing male protagonists in those mission worlds and share them on the Transmigration Bureau's forum. At first, it was just for internal viewing, but later it sparked a competition among other departments.

On the forum of the Transmigration Bureau, the "Three Thousand Worlds Male God Competition" is intensifying and creating a frenzy.

Departments such as the "Transmigrator Elimination Department," "Rebirth Correction Department," and "Plot Collapse Repair Department" have all released photo albums featuring handsome men. Among them, the bathing picture of the interstellar commander from the "Rebirth Correction Department" stands out.

Some rare images have fetched astronomical prices at the Chuanshuju auction house.

In particular, once the loopholes in the mission world are patched, the mission will be considered complete, and other mission takers will no longer be able to participate. At the same time, the related male protagonist's photo album will become a rare and unique item, and his net worth will immediately skyrocket.

As the terminator who consistently tops the task completion rate list, and working in a slightly erotic department like the "Extinction Optimization Department," Fu Ying naturally takes the lead and has amassed a considerable fortune by selling 4D holographic photo albums.

This time, the small world of "My Extinct Beast Husbands All Want to Kill Me" features seven male protagonists, each with a distinct style and a truly luxurious cast. Each one is a stunning sight to behold, let alone when they stand together.

Chapter 200 of the mixed-style version: The ultimate beastman boy band—she had a feeling they could make a fortune!
Fu Ying's mind was filled with business calculations regarding styling and angle selection. As for the word "love" that had just made her heart tremble slightly, she casually tossed it into a corner of her memory.

These are all sugar-coated bullets that erode the will of those undertaking revolutionary tasks, and she must remain vigilant at all times.

When Dan Yue pushed open the door and entered, Fu Ying was sitting at the table, sipping flower tea.

A fragrant aroma surrounded her. Although she appeared languid and relaxed, he could still detect a faint hint of aloofness in her eyes, as if something had disturbed her peace of mind.

Dan Yue paused slightly and said softly, "Aying?"

Fu Ying looked up at him, her emotions instantly subsiding, and said with a smile, "It's alright, come on, let's change."

She also prepared ancient costumes for Dan Yue, this time with a funeral theme.

Dan Yue possesses a gentle and serene temperament, with a slender figure, delicate features, and long, azure hair that complements her white robes, creating an ethereal and otherworldly aura—a perfect match.

With a flick of her finger, Fu Ying fastened a waist sash for him, outlining his slender yet graceful waistline. A tinkling jade pendant then adorned his waist. With his hair bound by a jade crown and his wide sleeves cascading down, he looked like a celestial being who had stepped out of a painting.

When he looked down at people, his silver-blue eyelashes cast gentle shadows under his eyes, like a deep sea that could drown a person.

"Ah Yue, I really do understand you the best."

Fu Ying pulled Dan Yue to the mirror, gently touching the dark patterns on his clothes, a satisfied gleam in her eyes. Indeed, every outfit was a novel visual feast.

Dan Yue chuckled softly, lowered her eyes, and wrapped her long arms around her from behind, gently placing her palm on her slightly protruding belly. Her movements were gentle: "As long as A Ying likes it, is the cub being good? Is it getting tired?"

Fuying leaned against his chest, listening to his whispers, her lips unconsciously curving upwards, and her alluring eyes softening.

"No, the little one is very well-behaved."

……

The top-tier orc boy band is already taking shape, and Luo Heng joined after Dan Yue.

However, he leaned against the door, his slender fingers gripping the animal skin coat tightly, his purple eyes filled with wariness.

"Don't be nervous, I just wanted to take a picture of you as a memento." Fu Ying's voice was calm and businesslike. After all, she hadn't successfully won over Luo Heng yet, so she naturally didn't show the same tenderness and affection as she did with other males when she was with Luo Heng.

"Here you go." She handed over the photo.

Luo Heng stared in shock at the image that seemed frozen in time in the photo: "A...a photo?" Fu Ying nodded, glanced at him, and naturally leaned closer. Looking down at her smiling self in the photo, she smiled and said, "It's amazing, isn't it? I just wanted to take some photos of you guys. After all, good-looking people should have their images captured."

Hearing her casual praise, Luo Heng blushed.

Her faint fragrance lingered around him, making his throat tighten, and he couldn't help but whisper, "Why am I here?"

Fu Ying raised an eyebrow and glanced at Luo Heng: "Aren't you my beast husband?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Heng clenched her fists, her breathing becoming rapid. He was indeed her beastly husband, but she... she wasn't...

"Alright, come and change your clothes." Fu Ying pulled him to the bamboo bed, took a robe and put it over the animal skin. She deliberately slowed down her movements to demonstrate the dressing process. When her fingertips brushed against his waist, she could clearly feel the tension in his body.

"Can you do it now?" Fu Ying suddenly let go, took a step back, tilted her head and chuckled at him: "If you can't, I can help you put it on yourself. After all, you are my beast husband."

Before he could answer, Fuying had already gracefully sat back down at the table and continued drinking tea and eating snacks.

Luo Heng is timid and cowardly, so we can't rush things. We should take it slow and steady, like boiling a frog in lukewarm water.

The bamboo house was quiet; there wasn't even the rustling sound of someone changing clothes.

Does she not know how to dress?

Fu Ying raised an eyebrow and looked back with some suspicion.

In the candlelight, Luo Heng's bare back was bathed in a warm glow; his body was slender, and every undulation was perfectly proportioned.

When Fu Ying and Ni were intimate, they left many ambiguous red marks on this body, which she was very familiar with.

As they were watching, Luo Heng's jade-like skin suddenly flushed red at a visible speed.

Fuying subconsciously looked up and met those misty purple eyes.

Luo Heng's Adam's apple bobbed, her body stiffened, and even her fingertips trembled with tension, like a small beast cornered by a hunter.

Fu Ying coughed lightly and suddenly turned her head: "Heh, hehe, well, I didn't mean to peek. I just didn't hear any noise and thought you didn't know how to put it on. Maybe I should go outside and wait."

As he spoke, Fuying stood up.

However, just as her fingertips touched the bamboo door, Luo Heng's very soft voice rang out: "...Don't go."

Fu Ying paused for a moment, then turned to look at Luo Heng. His body stiffened even more, but he did not dodge. His slender fingers picked up the clothes on the bed, and although his fingertips trembled slightly, he still awkwardly put on the robe.

When the dark gold waistband was tightened, the entire bamboo house lit up.

His magnificent black brocade robe was embroidered with intricate patterns in gold thread. His long, purple curly hair cascaded down, making his androgynous face even more captivating. The dark gold robe and the subtle fragrance emanating from him created a breathtakingly beautiful scene.

Despite her gentle demeanor, when she donned the magnificent attire of the Demon Realm, a certain imposing aura inexplicably emanated from her eyes and brows.

Dressing up like a real-life doll is truly delightful.

(End of this chapter)