The "Lineage Optimization Department" specialized in solving the lineage continuation problems for male protagonists. The male leads in the three thousand minor worlds were all perfect creations, favored by the Heavenly Dao and meticulously sculpted to be outstanding in every way.

The department’s office staff, as a pastime in their leisure, would save images of the stunningly brilliant male protagonists from the mission worlds and share them on the Transmigration Administration Bureau’s forums. What started as internal viewing later sparked a competition among other departments.

On the Transmigration Administration Bureau’s forums, "The Three Thousand Worlds’ Male God Contest" grew increasingly intense, creating a frenzy.

Departments like "The Transgressor Removal Department," "The Rebirth Correction Department," and "The Plot Corruption Repair Department" all circulated albums of handsome men. Among them, a bathing portrait of a commander from The Interstellar Realm, submitted by "The Rebirth Correction Department," took the top spot.

Some of the rarer images were auctioned off for astronomical prices at The Transmigration Bureau’s auction house.

In particular, once a mission world’s loophole was patched, the mission would be deemed complete, and no other Task Takers could enter it again. At that point, the photo albums of the corresponding male protagonist would become out-of-print collector’s items, their value skyrocketing instantly.

As the Task Taker who consistently topped the mission completion charts, and working for a department with slightly suggestive connotations like "The Lineage Optimization Department," Evangeline naturally seized the opportunity. By selling 4D holographic photo albums, she had amassed a considerable fortune.

This time, the minor world of *All My Sterile Beast Husbands Want to Kill Me* had a full seven male leads. Each had a distinct style, making for a truly lavish lineup. Every single one of them was a breathtaking sight you couldn’t tear your eyes from, let alone when they all stood together.

’A mixed-style Paragon Beastman Troupe. I have a feeling this will absolutely make me a fortune!’

Evangeline’s mind was filled with business calculations—how to design the styles, how to select the angles. As for that word, "love," that had just made her heart tremble slightly? She tossed it carelessly into a forgotten corner of her memory.

’These are just sugar-coated bullets designed to corrupt a Task Taker’s will. I must remain vigilant at all times.’

When Danton pushed the door open and entered, Evangeline was sitting at the table, sipping floral tea.

A rich fragrance swirled around her. And although she looked languid and at ease, he could still detect a faint, almost imperceptible coldness in her expression, as if something had disturbed her.

Danton paused. "Eva?" he said softly.

Evangeline looked up at him, the emotion in her eyes vanishing in an instant. She curved her lips into a smile. "It’s nothing. Come on, time to change." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

She had also prepared a set of traditional-style robes for Danton, though this one had a funereal aesthetic.

Danton possessed a calm and gentle temperament, like still water. He had a slender figure and delicate features, and his long, azure hair contrasted beautifully with the white robes, giving him an ethereal air. It was a perfect match.

With a flick of her fingers, Evangeline tied the sash for him, outlining his lean, smooth waistline. Then she added a chiming jade pendant. With his hair bound in a jade coronet and his wide sleeves draped at his sides, he looked like a noble Immortal who had just stepped out of a painting.

When he lowered his gaze, his silver-blue eyelashes cast soft shadows beneath his eyes, like The Deep Sea, which could drown a person in its depths.

"Luna, I really do know you best."

Evangeline pulled Danton in front of the mirror, lightly stroking the subtle patterns on his lapel. Her eyes shone with satisfaction. ’Sure enough, every new outfit is a novel visual feast.’

Danton chuckled softly and looked down. His long arms wrapped around her from behind, his palm coming to rest gently on her slightly rounded belly. His touch was feather-light. "As long as you like it, Eva," he said. "Is the little one behaving? Are you tired?"

Evangeline leaned against his chest, listening to his soft words. The corners of her lips curled up unconsciously, and the seductive charm in her eyes softened.

"No, the little one is being very good."

...

The Paragon Beastman Troupe was starting to take shape. The next to enter after Danton was Loras.

However, he leaned against the doorframe, his well-defined fingers clutching his Beast Skin Clothes tightly. His purple eyes were filled with caution.

"Don’t be nervous. I just want to take a picture of you as a keepsake." Evangeline’s voice was calm and businesslike. After all, she hadn’t successfully "conquered" him yet, so she didn’t show Loras the same tender affection she showed the other males.

"Here," she said, handing him the photo.

Loras stared at the figure that seemed frozen on the paper, his face a mask of shock. "A-a photograph?"

Evangeline nodded. She glanced at him and casually moved closer, looking down at her own beaming face in the photo. "It’s amazing, right?" she said with a smile. "I just want to take a few pictures of you all. After all, beautiful people should be immortalized in images."

Hearing her casual compliment, Loras couldn’t help but blush.

Her faint fragrance drifted over, making his throat tighten. "Why... am I in it?" he couldn’t help but ask in a low voice.

Evangeline raised an eyebrow and glanced sideways at Loras. "Aren’t you my Beast Husband?"

At her words, Loras clenched his fists, his breathing growing ragged. ’He was indeed her Beast Husband, but she... she wasn’t...’

"Alright, come over and get changed." Evangeline pulled him to the side of the bamboo bed and draped a long robe over his beast skin clothes. She deliberately slowed her movements, demonstrating how to put it on. When her fingertips brushed across his waist, she clearly felt his body tense up.

"Do you know how now?" Evangeline suddenly let go and took a step back. She tilted her head and chuckled at him. "If you don’t, I can help you dress myself. After all, you *are* my Beast Husband."

Before he could answer, Evangeline had already glided back to the table and resumed drinking her tea and eating snacks.

’Loras is timid and shy. I can’t rush his "conquest." The slow-boil approach is the only way to go.’

The bamboo house fell silent. There wasn’t even the RUSTLE of changing clothes.

’Could it be that he doesn’t know how?’

Evangeline raised an eyebrow and glanced back suspiciously.

In the candlelight, Loras’s bare back was bathed in a warm glow. His body was long and slender, every curve and contour perfectly proportioned.

Back when Evangeline had been intimate with Nix, she had left many amorous red marks on this very body. She was intimately familiar with it.

As she watched, Loras’s cool, jade-like skin suddenly flushed crimson at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Evangeline instinctively looked up, her gaze locking with a pair of misty purple eyes.

Loras’s Adam’s apple bobbed. His body was rigid, and even his fingertips were tense and trembling, like a small animal cornered by a hunter.

Evangeline coughed lightly and quickly turned her head away. "Heh, heheh... Um, I wasn’t peeking on purpose. I just didn’t hear anything, so I thought you didn’t know how to put on the clothes. Maybe I should just wait outside."

With that, Evangeline stood up.

However, just as her fingertips touched the bamboo door, Loras’s faint voice sounded out. "...Don’t go."

Evangeline froze for a moment, then looked back at Loras. His body was even more rigid, but he didn’t shy away. His long fingers picked up the robe from the bed, and though his fingertips trembled slightly, he still awkwardly managed to put it on.

When the dark gold sash was fastened, the entire bamboo house seemed to brighten.

The magnificent black brocade robe was embroidered with intricate patterns in gold thread. His long, curly purple hair cascaded down, making his androgynous face all the more captivating. The dark gold of the robe, interwoven with the subtle, mysterious fragrance wafting from him, created a scene of breathtaking beauty.

Although Loras had a gentle and delicate disposition, when clad in the magnificent attire of the Demon Realm, an unexpected aura of power emanated from him.

’Playing dress-up with a life-sized doll is truly a delight.’