They're not even human anymore; those wicked women can cry even more miserably.

She thought she had finally found a new way out for the succubus race, but it turned out that what she was exploring was an existing industry chain.

"Clap clap clap."

The sudden sound of applause startled Oboro awake.

She turned her head and looked toward the source of the sound.

Queen Eden stood at the door, exuding charm, yet her face was filled with a contented smile.

Previously, Oboro was holding mini-classes and parties to taste new wines, and she never showed up or stopped them, letting them do whatever they wanted.

Finally, they arrived late and stepped forward.

She walked onto the stage, reached out and patted Long's head, her eyes full of admiration.

"Mother, I am so pleased that my good daughter could think of these things. Our thoughts coincide. You are truly my daughter!"

As he spoke, he pulled Long into his arms.

The overwhelming aroma of milk made it impossible to breathe.

Oboro was so shocked by what had just happened that he forgot to react.

After finally emerging from the ocean of maternal love, she stared blankly at Queen Eden.

Clearly, they hadn't quite come to their senses yet.

"Now that you know, it's time to tell you some things."

As the largest den of iniquity and a premier brothel, Dreamland, beneath its glamorous exterior, is a massive underground industrial machine.

This is an achievement she has worked hard and endured for a long time to attain.

But through her own understanding and hard work, she forged the same path as herself.

Queen Eden was truly gratified; her silly daughter had grown up.

The system is continuously down.

Everything that happened today has repeatedly refreshed her perspective.

Char leaned against the wall, quietly watching everything unfold before him.

He was not surprised by the commercial empire described by Queen Eden with a touch of pride.

It seems they already knew all along.

In fact, he was the only one in the entire affair who knew the truth behind it all.

The truth that even the succubus ladies who have already entered the underground industry don't know.

Queen Eden had long since forged a new path for the succubus race.

Her business empire was not solely supported by Dreamland.

Even mobile phones used for assassination and intelligence gathering are only one part of it.

Succubi's businesses span the entire world.

There was no information they couldn't obtain, and no one they couldn't assassinate.

But she kept quiet, while the zombie succubi created a harmless roast chicken.

The purpose was to lull all parties into a false sense of security.

Succubi are demons. In the territory of other races, if it weren't for their harmless disguise, how could they have lived peacefully until now?

Although succubi may have a bad reputation now, no one is on guard against them.

Only by placing oneself in a position of absolute weakness and making the world believe this illusion can one achieve true peace.

Look, even their princess, Oboro, is too young to access this level of industry, and her impression of her race is limited to the prejudices of outsiders.

All of this was because the Succubus Queen was directing and mediating from behind the scenes.

In fact, no one knew that this succubus queen herself had already reached the demigod level!

Such a demigod's schemes are not small; even the succubi's betrayal of the demon race back then was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

There is an even bigger secret hidden within this.

Although succubi truly yearn for peace and despise the demon race that worships destruction and conquest.

Just as Xia was lost in thought, Oboro was slowly processing the news he had just learned, and the shock in his heart could not be calmed for a long time.

She recalled the Queen of Eden's nonchalant attitude when she spoke of a new way out for succubi.

So, is it because they are already assassins and spies that they are so careless?

Her gaze shifted from Queen Eden to the succubi below the stage.

So, is their usual lack of ambition just an illusion?

There are so many things I want to say.

She opened her mouth, but before she could utter a sound, she was interrupted by a voice.

"Damn, this feeling of wanting to rush but not being able to is so exciting!"

The succubi all turned to look at the one who had spoken.

Although she still maintained the aloof and goddess-like demeanor of a succubus, her eyes seemed to be shining.

The other succubi's eyes lit up as they discovered a new source of amusement.

Surprisingly, it was quite sour and refreshing.

It has a different feel to it.

Although the medication caused them to lose their astringent reaction.

But this unexpectedly unlocked a new spiritual interest.

"Since we're not really in the mood for sex anyway, why don't we indulge ourselves for the day and pursue some refined spiritual goals?"

The proposal was unanimously approved by the succubi.

All of Long's words were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say them.

She had barely accepted this fact and had elevated the image of these lazy succubi in her mind, only to have it immediately plummet again.

Sure enough, they were still the same group of bitches I knew.

Simply speechless.

In this world full of perversions, I feel so abnormal.

The succubi excitedly began looking for new fun, but when the news reached the outside world, it was the guests who were truly devastated!

Countless people were struck dumb.

"Dreamland has closed down!"

"I made plans with Lois yesterday, are you sure you haven't made a mistake?"

"I'd pay any price to get in!"

All guests were turned away.

The aloof succubus sister stood atop the tall red building, looking down at the complaining guests.

"Sisters, you have worked too hard these past few days, so the Queen has ordered a day of rest. You may all go back now."

After saying that, he turned and left without any hesitation.

She showed none of the seductive charm she usually possessed as a succubus.

The guests all wilted like frostbitten eggplants.

Looking back now, they realize just how dedicated the succubi were.

This is the first time I've taken a day off since the store opened!

As long as the dreamland remains, they will spend lavishly and, like the rest of the world, despise succubi.

But only when you lose it do you realize how little you knew how to cherish it!

Without the daily warmth of the succubus sisters, these tiring and numb days have become utterly boring.

The guests were devastated, but for the other brothels, it was a cause for celebration.

Good heavens, Dreamland has finally closed down!

Those shameless bitches usually steal so many customers by taking advantage of their race.

Now that they're closing down, isn't this their chance?

The other brothels, feeling smug, were all ready and determined to steal the customers away.

The older and younger women all dressed up in front of the mirror, trying to look their best and hoping to attract more customers.

However, even after a group of people dressed up and waited at the door for a long time, very few people even passed by.

Business was even worse than usual!

They finally passed by a familiar-looking customer, and a charming older woman quickly went up to him and pulled him along.

"Earl Saul, it's been a long time since you've visited me. Would you like to come in and have a seat?"