Herkoen Wenley was topless in the dim light. Drops of sweat streamed down his sturdy chest, leaving perfect trails behind. The veins on his arms were popping, looking extremely manly. He fell into someone’s trap and went into heat in advance, so his body was burning. He could not take it anymore and tore Daphne Miller’s clothes with all his might. Daphne could feel that her clothes were being removed, piece by piece, but she could not wake up. Was she not dead already? Why must she suffer such humiliation? Feeling ashamed and enraged, she managed to wake up by her sheer willpower and fight back. Unfortunately, her strength was nothing compared to Herkoen’s. Not only did her resistance do nothing, but it sparked Herkoen’s desire to make her submit to him instead. “Who are you? Go away!” Daphne shouted. Herkoen kissed her like he had gone mad. Both their lips and breath were entwined to the point that Daphne almost suffocated. Herkoen’s rough fingers brushed against Daphne’s fair neck. In the end, Daphne could not hold herself back and bit Herkoen’s shoulder as revenge. Then, she could not take it anymore and passed out. Daphne had no idea that she had accidentally marked an extremely powerful figure. … Herkoen noticed that someone was beside him when he woke up, and he immediately had his guard up and choked the person’s neck. Daphne did not react at all. It was only then that Herkoen remembered what he had done. He had always hated females the most, but he had slept with one. This would certainly become trouble if it were not taken care of, especially since the woman was pretty. She was beautiful yet dangerous. Besides, Herkoen had great psionic strength, so he would never have a child in his life anymore. There was no benefit for him in keeping this woman around. His hands turned into sharp claws, and he wanted to take her life. However, he was stunned after he saw a silver cobra that looked very lifelike wrapped around her arm. Then, a piercing boom cut through the sky, and a bullet shot through the glass. Herkoen caught the bullet. The Beastkin had great eyesight. Herkoen could see the man standing on the building across from him. It was a colonel from Hildi—Lester Waltzan. Eric Stone, Herkoen’s staff, rushed in as soon as he heard the gunshot and shielded Herkoen behind him. “Let’s go. Lester is just showing off. He’s just a colonel. He won’t have the guts to start a war,” said Herkoen before he gave Lester the middle finger to provoke him. Lester put his gun away and watched them disappear. The authorities received information that the Renegade Coalition had the audacity to build a base in their country to collect information. They had also taken many innocent young women to be their escorts. That was why the authorities had asked Lester to take this place down in the name of a crackdown. However, they had a request—Lester was not allowed to harm Herkoen. It was common for two countries to go to war with each other. They could just go to Unmanned Planet on their battleships and fight it out. The winner could then name their request. That was the law laid down by Beast God. Members of the Renegade Coalition were cruel and cunning by nature. Herkoen was their heir. If Lester killed him, the coalition would attack the people of Hildi regardless of who they were. The people would be the ones to suffer in the end. In the blink of an eye, Lester arrived in the suite that Herkoen was in earlier, and he immediately noticed the naked young woman lying on the bed. There were still slight whiffs of lustful scent lingering in the room. There were also tears in the corner of Daphne’s eyes, which showed what a brutal night she must have gone through. Daphne arrived at a void while she was unconscious. She looked at the figure reflected on the ground and wondered how someone who was about to die could experience so much all of a sudden. “Child Delivery System is selecting a host.” “A host was successfully selected. Transportation was successful.” At that moment, a small white ball appeared in front of Daphne. “Congratulations, Daphne, you’ve been linked to the system. I’ll be liaising with you from now on. The quest that you have to complete and the generation about this world will be shown on the status panel. Please have a look,” said the system. Daphne read the words carefully and learned that human civilization had disappeared. Animals had evolved into Beastkin and had psionic strength. Males were ranked by their psionic strength, with Rank S being low, Rank SS being middle, Rank SSS being high, and Rank SSS+ being very rare. It was very rare to find two Rank SSS+ males in a country. A male of such rank was called the child who was blessed by Beast God. He would have a bright future, but it would be difficult for him to have a descendant. Females were ranked by their fertility, which had the same number of ranks as the psionic strength of the males. To become a mated pair, the female needed to mark the male. However, the highest rank so far for fertility in a female had only been Rank SS. The children they delivered would only be at Rank SS, and they would have to work hard if they wanted to level up their psionic strength. As long as Daphne became a mated pair with a male with strong psionic strength and delivered a child with a high rank, she would be rewarded a high number of points. Points could be used to exchange for necessities in the system marketplace. As long as she completed the quests given by the system on time, she would be rewarded a chance to let her and her family live again in the end. “You have one chance to reject this quest and die according to your original life. The system will continue to search for the next host,” said the system. Daphne accepted the quest without any hesitation after she saw the final reward. Her planet had fallen because of a zombie virus outbreak, and nobody could save them anymore. One after another, her family drank poison, and Daphne was no exception. She would do anything as long as she could reunite with her family. “Alright, Daphne. Pleasure working with you,” said the system. Daphne opened her eyes slowly and saw that everything around her had become unfamiliar. A man was standing by the window with his back facing her. As soon as she moved, her entire body started aching, and she gasped in pain. The man turned around and showed his concern without any expression, saying, “You’re awake.” He was in a military uniform. Daphne felt a chill down her spine when she met his gaze. “I’m sorry to have frightened you.” He had gotten used to a situation like that. Countless females would hide from him when they saw him because he had too much blood on his hands and had a ferocious air about him. “My name is Lester Waltzan. You can call me Lester,” he added. Daphne nodded, not daring to say anything. Lester was too intimidating. “The United Federation could not find out who you are. Were you kidnapped when you were a child? You can treat me as a shoulder to cry on and tell me everything that you’ve gone through. “You don’t have to be afraid. I’m a colonel from Hildi. Everything I ask you is legal. You can trust me completely,” said Lester. It seemed like Lester was quite an important person. All Daphne wanted to know was if the man who had taken her innocence was alive or dead. “What happened to the people in the boxing ring?” Daphne asked. Lester glanced at his watch and answered, “They’ve all been detained and thrown into jail. The other women who were sold to the brothels like you already had their statements taken. You’re the only one left.” “What? Brothels?” Daphne asked. What kind of stupid system was that? How could it transport her to a brothel? Daphne was speechless. Lester glanced at the mark on her arm and told her the unfortunate news. “Oh yes, you—already have a partner,” he said.