World Travel Simulator System In Modern Society - Chapter 19: Lynn Asked You If She Can Be A Zombie Again

War correspondent Chen Xuan accidentally traverses to a Martial Arts World,becoming a hunter.In his home, besides him, there are two women, the beautiful sister-in-law Su Wanqiu and her pure sister Su Yun.Under the matchmaking of Wanqiu, Chen Xuan marries the pure Su Yun.Unexpectedly,after the wedding night,a strange piece of information suddenly appears.Chen Xuan:.....His expression is somewhat peculiar!Why does this system seem somewhat improper!So....with the improper system, and the improper him, they push through the Martial Dao, and reach her!

Ding~

[A message has been sent by the Gods]

[Welcome chosen one to the World of Milfs for your trial to attain Godhood. Fulfill the Gods requests and obtain their approval to join us and become a God]

[Fail your given request and meet your demise]

Ding~

[A request has been sent by the Gods]

[The God of Storms Synthia sends a request: Grope your adopted mother's buttocks till you leave marks on her ass]

[The God of Music Calliope sends a request: Make your Aunt moan so loud that your neighbours can hear her sweet voice]

[The God of Health Fiona sends a request: Lick of the curry that spilled on your neighbour's chest, while her husband watches tv in the room next door]

[The God of Stars Noella sends a request: Blackmail your classmate's mother into sucking you off in her son's room]

[The God of Wisdom Seraphina sends a request: Drink all the office lady's breast milk straight from the source, that was supposed to be for her baby]

I see....So I basically have to do a bunch of naughty and perverted stuff that the Gods want to see me do with a whole lot of smoking hot milfs, for a chance to become God and save my life.

What else can I say other then... WHAT KIND OF FUCKED UP JOKE IS THIS?!?!

Want to know how this all came to be? Then follow our protagonist and his journey to become God by making his own Milf Harem

(Warning: This novel is made by a Degenerate for Degenerates, so if you aren't into kinky stuff and prefer vanilla, then this novel isn't for you)

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[No NTR - No Yuri - No sharing - No system that assists the protagonist - No mind control - No blood related Incest - No drugs or potions that influence the girls - Hardcore Inseki - A lot of Netori and Stealing - Harem - Slice of Life Romance - No unnecessary Drama - A lot of fleshed out +18 scenes - Finally a very competent protagonist]

[This novel is focused on Older Women and Milfs, so don't expect any younger girls unless there's a Oyakodon]

[And finally I want all the interactions to feel natural and I want the readers to be invested in the characters, so the story will be fleshed out and not rushed in any way]

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