Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

Upon hearing Roland's words, Frenia nodded repeatedly.

"That's right, Master, I'm courting you."

She controlled her tentacles, mimicking the movements of humans showing off their muscles, and spun around.

"Miss Roland, I am the most powerful tentacle monster here, I want to be with you..."

Frenia tried hard to recall the common sense books she had read, and after struggling for a while, her expression suddenly brightened, and she said with a smile.

"I want to marry you and have a little tentacle mom!"

Roland's face stiffened, and she blushed slightly.

This is so strange. The first person to propose to me after all this time I've been transmigrated is actually a tentacle girl.

Moreover, she was the one who was proposed to.

At that moment, she felt a slight tightening on her buttocks.

Looking back, Renee was clutching the tentacle suit on her buttocks, looking up at him with a worried expression on her face.

Is Renee worried that she'll accept Frenia's marriage proposal?

Roland's head creased with annoyance. She reached out and touched Renee's hair before looking at Frenia.

"Frenya, I'm sorry."

"I have no plans to get married right now. I need to focus on my career, and I'll save romance for later."

Frenia's expression immediately turned dejected, and her once-glorious abyssal tentacles drooped listlessly, looking like wilted eggplants.

She pouted and made a low-class sound.

"Waaaaah, I was rejected by my master."

The other five silly tentacle girls cheered, clapping not only with their hands but also with their tentacles, creating the atmosphere of an entire class.

clap clap clap!

"Congratulations!"

"Master is great."

"Your Majesty deserves it."

The gloating expression on the silly tentacle girl's face contrasted sharply with Frenia's, making Frenia, who had failed in her marriage proposal, look rather pitiful.

Roland couldn't help but burst out laughing.

These six lively girls, if the Roland Group ever celebrates Chinese New Year, we should definitely have them perform in a skit.

She cleared her throat, walked over to Frenia, and reached out to ruffle her long blue hair.

"Okay, stop making that face, it looks pathetic."

Frenia felt Roland's touch, bit her lip, and continued to ask.

"Master Roland, when will your next heat cycle be? I will continue to request mating with you."

"Oh, is it my heat cycle?"

Roland then realized that Frenia's proposal was not in the human sense at all, but rather a courtship behavior typical of the animal kingdom.

Turning his head, he saw that the five silly tentacle girls were also staring intently at him.

It seems that if she actually made up a date, these tentacle girls would fawn over her and woo her on time.

"Sigh, the humanization education of the tentacle monster girl still has a long way to go."

Roland didn't give an answer, but instead tapped each of the tentacle monsters on the head and said irritably.

"Don't try to take advantage of me all the time; I am your master."

"And stop showing off your tentacles. We have serious business to attend to today."

The tentacle monster girls then obediently followed Roland to experiment with the new tentacle slime on the beast-eared girls.

One of the selected experimental subjects happened to be Mint, a green-haired catgirl who had lost her limbs.

The reason is simple: this catgirl has the most severe addiction to the Bewitching Herb potion.

Under Renee's leadership, the group conducted a detailed controlled experiment.

The results were largely consistent with Renee's previous test report; the moisturizing mucus attached to Roland's platinum tentacles was a superior alternative to the tentacle monster girls.

Not only are the treatment and pain relief effects significantly improved, but there is also no residual abyssal aura.

An unsuspecting alchemist would simply assume it's a high-end healing potion and would never guess it's a product of the Tentacle Suit.

"Sister Roland, the only remaining problem is the side effects."

Renee looked at Mint, the green-haired catgirl, lying face down on the soft aristocratic bed, struggling to wiggle her limbless body and rub against the silk cup beneath her.

Mint's face turned bright red, and she lowered her head, not daring to meet Roland's gaze. Her breath was filled with an alluring scent, making even a silly tentacle girl feel a little restless.

"As you can see, Miss Mint's current condition is a result of the side effects."

"My test results were off. For humanoid creatures, the effect was 30% stronger than expected, which was 1.6 times that of the abyssal tentacle slime."

Roland manipulated the tentacles to extend them in front of her and glanced at them.

All I can say is that these effects perfectly match her preconceived notions about the system.

She waved her hand dismissively.

"This side effect is insignificant; it won't harm your body anyway, and it's nothing compared to kicking the addiction to the Bewitching Herb Potion."

"Next, we'll replace all the auxiliary mucus with platinum tentacles and try to complete the treatment within a month."

She paused for a moment, looking at the wriggling mint on the bed, and felt a little embarrassed.

"As for the side effects, have your sister Jenny buy a batch of breeding guidebooks. The beast girls can figure it out themselves by reading the books."

Renee nodded without changing her expression.

She's in work mode right now, so she won't be shy about this kind of topic.

"It should be fine within a month, but Sister Roland, are you producing enough?"

"Even if the Platinum Tentacles can do the work of three people, it's only for you alone."

Roland already had a solution to this problem: the system skill [Touch Armor Granting], which allows for the mass production of platinum tentacle battle suits.

However, the cost of applying the touch effect is based on the number of times it is used.

The number of Faith Points required varies depending on the target's strength.

For example, novice beast girls with apprentice-level magic power or lower require 10,000 faith points.

You need 50,000 Faith Points to reach the basics of magic.

Intermediate magic power is even more outrageous, rising directly to 300,000 faith points. After using the skill, the target's loyalty must be checked; if the loyalty is insufficient, the attempt will fail.

The system doesn't mention the consequences of failure, but all your faith points will definitely be wasted.

Upon success, one will receive a platinum tentacle suit of varying quality based on the level of loyalty.

These tentacle suits will grow along with their owners, their cultivation speed will decrease slightly, but their combat power will be significantly higher than that of other superhumans of the same level.

The first target Roland chose to imbue was the green-haired catgirl Mint, who was writhing like a maggot in front of her.

This mint is incredibly loyal.

Not only did he grit his teeth and resist when the store opened at seven o'clock, but even after having his limbs cut off, he still maintained his yearning for the Roland Group.

Moreover, during the funeral, he led the prayers for Roland, which earned Roland a large amount of faith points.

With the Touch of Power applied to Mint, Roland couldn't even imagine the possibility of failure.

"Rene, don't worry."

"The platinum tentacle battle suit will not be limited to just the one I'm wearing in the future; there will definitely be enough in production."

Roland revealed a confident smile, activated the system skill, and locked onto the green-haired catgirl.

As ten thousand faith points dwindled, Roland's smile grew even brighter.

"Miss Mint, next Sister Luo will give you a gun."

"From now on, you'll never have to endure the suffering of being without limbs again!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Roland felt a twitching sensation in her lower abdomen.

Renee turned pale with fright.

"My goodness! Miss Roland... your belly is so big!"