I Can Assimilate Everything - Chapter 290: The Real Enemy II

This is a story about Sylvia and Fred.
I think young people should be high-spirited and wanton.
Everyone is growing up, but even though things are changing, those young people with love still shine, illuminating the galaxy and the world.
There is one sentence I agree with:
The Weasley Twins are the most Gryffindor boys I’ve ever seen.
They are brave and free.
I long for the light of twins, so I have this story.
Who wouldn’t want to be incarcerated at Hogwarts Nightcrawler with the Weasleys?
Don’t argue, you think.
This is the story of a silly college student crossing hp
I’m here to raise my head to guarantee a happy ending! Save all the troubles! No worries! What is it?
There are many private settings, all ooc belong to me.
I hope you love Little Sill as much as I do.

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Going back to middle school days, when my father was still alive, and my mother had not passed away.Luo Ye made up her mind to become the pride of her family, the support of her lover, and the reliance of her friends.

When an unlucky, awkward virgin dies in the most humiliating way possible (you don’t wanna know), he wakes up not in heaven… but a mechanical construct powered by divine magics built for a single purpose: Sex.In a fantasy world cursed by a sexually frustrated demon queen, men can’t keep it up, women haven’t had a decent orgasm in centuries, and birth rates have plummeted harder than masculine egos. Society is teetering on the edge of population collapse—and the only thing standing between mass hysteria and sweaty salvation... is him.His new owners? A smoking-hot, elven herbwitch MILF and her fiery half-dwarf, half-elf genius daughter who created him as their latest “intimate invention.” After a magical screw-up gives him a soul (and an upgrade below the belt), he becomes the only pleasure unit capable of leveling-up his powers of pleasure, independent thought—and maybe... emotional connection?Now powered by aphrodisiacs, awkwardness, and sheer mechanical stamina, our hero must navigate lusty labs, intense moaning missions, and a society starving for satisfaction... all while trying to survive being “tested” and “reviewed” by every noblewoman, monster girl, and lonely tavern wench in the realm.------------------WARNING: May contain excessive thrusting, magical lubricant, seductive stat screens, and one very confused virgin trying to do the right thing! Reader Beware... and bring tissues.

“Do females fly??”“What?!!! I've never seen one.” Parrick said with a frown.“Then why....” he said nonchalantly pointing to the sky where a female was descending at a super sonic speed with a loud scream on the top of her lungs.Parrick gaped at the sky in disbelief. The female clearly had no wings...so how come she was up there! Also...there were no flying beastmen settlements from where the female came from!!!“Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!” the female screamed falling from such a high altitude and her scream died down the next minute.“My Lord ...we didn't save her!!!!!” Parrick gaped in utter shock and disbelief.“Her scream surely attracted a number of other males. They'll go rescue her...and you too can go if you badly want to.”“Huh!!!!!” Parrick was dumbfounded.“Look!” he said and indeed a group of flying beastmen and other land beastmen were sprinting to the direction the female had fall in.Sydney is swept away by a tornado and is thrown into a different space. She's confused as to why she came to this weird world but she accepts her fate. The people here are half human half beasts and despite being an independent woman back on earth, here she needs a male to survive but not just one.... multiple males.-One male is younger than her-The other is literally a walking legend-Another is venomous, even from mere skin contact.-The other is a hard specimen to understand-Her last male is a walking disaster!