Parrot was not pleased with the progress of work. There was no use from the diggers. None of the future robbers and murderers engaged in the development of skills in working with a pickaxe, and many of them had problems with strength and endurance. The work was progressing slowly, it would be much more effective to hire professionals, the same Adorians, for example.

“Wind, can you do all this magic?”

“Yes, but my job is supposed to bring me money, not take it.”

- Not understood.

“We can either hire a mage, or buy a baton, scroll, book, amulet, or something else that will allow you to use spells.” The longer the magician goes here, the more we owe him, plus the fee for his teleportation here and from here. With the purchase of magic is also not so easy. There is a spell pushing barriers, but it has limited power and will work only with a certain amount of stones. There is a removal spell hard, but it does not act on stones, only on hard rock. They can dig a tunnel, but we don’t know where to dig, and every charge is expensive. Void spells can remove stones, but cost a lot. We already got my clothes out from under the rubble, it would be possible to flood everything here, but there is no such volume of water in this city.

- And now what?

- We are waiting further, let them work slowly, but for free, but for some reason they die like flies. Some of them have already lost a couple of levels, running here from the point of rebirth.

- They said that they had heard the sound of a collapse below from the place where they are now digging.

- Yes, and this is the most unpleasant. We have added work.

A gloomy silence lasted a few seconds.

- No, that will not do. Wait here, watch them, I need to pull someone by the balls and help us.

- Just pull without fanaticism. Poor Kiri, you are so exhausted that she barely got away from here. I am ready to swear to anything that she is now inventing brutal ways to kill you.

“Forget about it, it’s just a pawn in foreign chess, it won’t do anything to us.” Watch out for noobs.

Nobody trusted anyone. There are no non-player characters left, most players have already died several times in the most mysterious and sinister way. Everyone has long understood that this is not a chain of accidents. Worked in groups, while some were digging a stone, others were guarding them, but can it really be a question of security if you don’t know what your guard was up to? In addition, the landslides steadily claimed the lives of diggers, annoying them even more. Most of them have already regretted having contacted the Organization, but could not do anything - an attempt to leave the Organization is much more dangerous than death.

The end of my happy solitude has been put off.My dungeon has become even deeper, more branched, even more confusing. The upper levels were collapsed to make it difficult for my insistent pursuers. I designed the floors so that digging down was meaningless - each subsequent floor was located not exactly below the previous one. It is not known why they dig me up, but sooner or later they will get tired of doing it, at least I count on it. In addition to the right book, help me to come to the aid of the Second - a muscular product of Star. The Second, like his mother, had innate abilities for mining and high for his level, the value of power, so I just had to give him a pickaxe and show where to dig. It is a pity that these bastards stuck so early, even a month, and there would be such a network of caves that anyone would get lost. On the other hand, I received 66 levels for almost nothing, if not for that strange type, I would sit here with a dozen weak low-level generations. Now, however, I also did not succeed too much, if serious people pursue me, even my current level is ridiculously small in order to confront them directly.

The second is a name that I have invented. Star did not want to name her son, pretending to be deaf when I asked her. She no longer tried to scream or bite me when I had sex with her, she just lay silently, not trying to take the initiative, as if not recognizing my existence. Reception with sex stretched into four parts, which so inflamed Alexander, did not make any impression on Star. There was such an impression that I have an unfeeling doll. As a man, I didn’t like such an attitude, but I was able to put up with him as the Seedor - a woman regularly brought posterity. Sooner or later I will find a way to deal with it.

Star is the only one of my partners that I kept tied because of her danger to me. Linaria herself was glad to be with me, and I trusted Alexandra, believing that she was accustomed to her life and would not try to harm me, especially since you cannot escape from the Basement because the teleporter works only with me. Now, of all three, only Linaria went with a stomach, ready to give birth from day to day, the rest were in the early stages of pregnancy.

As expected, I found a girl in one of the warehouses for food, eating a variety of food. It seems that hunger has continuously accompanied all my women from the moment of conception to the birth itself, and I did not find any way to reduce it, which was very sensitive for me to afford. Dear, however, I have a class. Why did I start all this? In addition to Andorra, there are a lot of virtual games where girls of all shapes, colors and sizes are ready to engage in any sex for as long as the player wants. Why didn't I start playing there? From the very beginning of the game I would have a harem from at least a thousand women who are ready to fulfill my every whim. For the money it would have been much cheaper. There would be no need to sit in a dungeon and figure out how to fuck your woman so that she would not kill me.

- Linaria, have you ever had anal sex?

- Many times. Criminals often used the second hole, especially when several of them wanted to be with me at the same time. If you want, please, I will now get up so that you feel comfortable.

Linaria got her booty to me, leaned over and leaned on a shelf with food. The gray-brown ring of the anus was visible between the buttocks, attracting the eye, but I was not interested in such things.

- No no need. I do not want to do it this way.

Linaria with visible pleasure returned to the food.

- If you need something from me, just tell me.

- I just wonder what you can do, or rather what is your life experience.

- I know how to do well all kinds of sex, except the most perverted. I was taught to pick locks and steal, but I needed them more to defuse their sex tools.

- And how many men did you have?

- Lots of. I can not count.

“Have you ever been infected by them?”

- Yes, when I just got to them, I contracted a disease from which everything itches. Many men took the disease from me before they realized what was the matter. I was then severely beaten.

- And then what happened?

- It was very painful, but I did not receive injuries. Players in such cases say that endurance is high.

I once again regretted that I could not see its characteristics. Endurance is a parameter that is responsible for points of life, that is, for damage that can be sustained before dying.

- Well, what about the disease?

“Since then, the doctor constantly checked me so that I wouldn't infect anyone else.”

I felt relieved. Virtual Chlamydia - the last thing I need in this game. In vain I did not ask this question immediately, as it appeared here.

- Have you dealt with your superiors?

- They invited me to her. They liked to assert themselves over me more; they had elite prostitutes for sex.

- Did they discuss their plans with you?

- No, they are all very cautious, they will never talk about anything. All the criminals always told me that I was a bitch and the rest of it, and that it was an honor for me, that they used me for their needs.

“I don't consider you a bitch.” - I said honestly - I like you and I am happy to be with you.

Linaria smiled warmly.

“I’m glad you think so.” I will try my best to serve you, especially if you do not beat me.

“I won't do that, I promise.”

From further inquiries, it became clear that the girl does not possess any valuable information about my pursuers, if not considered useful information about the length and shape of the genitals and sexual preferences of their owners. The organization is a huge criminal syndicate that spans several virtual states on this continent. In Sonar Sonya, too, there was their branch, in which Linaria consisted. The head of Linaria and several other criminals in this city, the so-called observer, was Grism Mednaya. Above it was a junior coordinator, someone Leorm Unforgettable. Finally, the senior coordinator of the fifth sector, Leorm’s commander, was Vadil Vozdorny. The girl did not know who was the main one over Vadil, but even this not very long chain gave rise to sinister thoughts about the complete futility of my self-defense. The organization dealt with everything illegal, from prostitution and robbery to the production and distribution of local drugs, which, obeying game conventions, did not act on players. Most of its members were dodgers, that is, characters with developed dexterity and abilities for lightning-fast combat. There were others — guards, alchemists, healers, enchanters, and all those who are needed in any serious guild. In terms of numbers, one fifth of the Organization - the players who were at the head of the clan - none of the rank and file members, including Linaria, knew.

- Such soft, it is even difficult to imagine that so many people paw them.

I walked up behind me and put my hands on her chest. My sexual organ touched her back just above the tailbone. Male flesh touched the female, to bring together two different organisms.

- Now it's all just for you.

The girl answered, continuing to chew, while I gently massaged her charms. She was naked, but not embarrassed by this. A sense of shame has died in her for a very long time.

“Eat your food, honey, I have a special drink for you.”

Truth be told, drinking it could hardly be called, rather drops. My seed supply was only 20, which is only slightly more than the average man. I wanted to quickly find out whether my feelings would change if I greatly increased this characteristic, for example, to the level of 10 men.

- What kind of drink?

There are no brains at all, but oh well, it’s not valuable.

- You already saw it, it pours from here. - I pointed to my evenly pulsating organ.

- He himself will not flow. - the girl gently stroked my dick.

- Yes, I need to help him.

Linaria sat down on her knees to begin to please me with her familiar technique, where the main role was played by lips and tongue.Skillful caress quickly increased excitement, pulling out of me immodest words:

- Wife, how did I live without it? I swear, I will do everything so that they do not get to you, if you at least occasionally do so!

The girl mumbled something, not pulling my organ out of her mouth, and redoubled her efforts. The sperm splashed out and splashed Linaria’s face, running down her chest and swollen belly, but I asked her not to pay attention to the friable drops. You can finish three more times, and then you have to go and buy something to increase the protection of my asylum even more.