Possessed by a Humiliation Night Game (2)

It wasn't an item I had ever owned, so I could at least figure out that it had come from a successful enhancement.

But I had never heard of anything called the Lust God's Black Box, so when I checked it my head tilted in confusion.

"Did the planning team and the item development team secretly cook this up as a hidden item?"

The development division was split into several departments, and items were made by the item development team, so even I didn't know every single thing they produced. Still, something on the level of a Lust God item was top-tier gear. It should have come up at least once during a full development meeting, yet I had never heard a word about it.

"I'll know once I open it."

Command: Open Lust God's Black Box!

What? A gift box that held every single skill of the Lust God?

Each one of those skills was already among the absolute best in the game.

Jackpot—!

Just getting one Lust God skill was already a massive win, and this wasn't one skill—it was a whole box full of them?

They'd called the enhancement difficulty hellish, but the reward effect was no joke.

Command: Display every skill inside the Lust God's ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Black Box!

What? There were ten of them in total? The Lust God had that many skills?

On the developer account I had already equipped three of them, which meant seven more still remained.

If I managed to equip all seven, I would be damn near invincible.

I had checked my account and confirmed the brand-new item.

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All that was left now was to complete the quest so I could log out.

But as a Level 1-star trash character?

In the Murim Noona game, a third-rate martial artist was Level ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠2-star, a second-rate was Level 3-star, and a first-rate was Level 4-star.

Level 1-star meant I couldn't even beat a third-rate martial artist.

Because it had been a developer test account, that had never been a problem before.

My job had simply been to wander around inside the game and make sure everything was working properly. For that purpose I had built a character optimized for fast, trouble-free movement and nothing else.

There had been no reason to do level-up quests, and therefore no reason to learn martial arts and fight.

So the only techniques Black Leopard Messenger knew were high-speed lightfoot arts and a handful of stealth and defensive skills.

Offensive martial arts had been completely unnecessary.

"But it's not like that anymore. The moment I reach the Dang Family I have to clear the heroine quest."

Black Leopard Messenger's job was delivering letters—basically a medieval Chinese postman.

And his current quest was to deliver a letter to the Sichuan Dang Family.

If all I had to do was hand over the letter and leave, the current Black Leopard Messenger's abilities would have been more than enough. Just get to the Dang Family fast and deliver the letter.

But now I had been given the goal of completing the heroine quest.

There was naturally an important heroine inside the Sichuan Dang Family, and the situation now required me to fuck her.

Simply delivering the letter and walking away was no longer an option.

"Fuck! How the hell am I supposed to fuck a Sichuan Dang Family heroine when I can't even use martial arts? I'll be lucky if I don't get killed by Poison Heart Flower Dang Juju, who's famous for how vicious she is."

I turned the problem over and over in my head.

"First... I have to raise my martial arts. Otherwise clearing the quest is out of the question, and I might even get killed by some random bandits on the road. At least I know every single quest in Murim Noona inside and out. So I can just use quests to eat spiritual medicines and improve my martial arts."

But stopping mid-journey to go do other quests?

"Haah, I still have to go to the Sichuan Dang Family first. If I take the letter and run off somewhere else, those foul-tempered Dang bastards will hunt me down to kill me."

In Murim Noona, the Sichuan Dang Family was portrayed as a complete den of demons—complicated, filthy, lecherous, and full of people with rotten personalities.

Come to think of it, it wasn't only the Sichuan Dang Family that had been set up that way.

Well, given the nature of a humiliation night game, most of the great families and sects that appeared were written as lecherous, foul-tempered groups.

Anyway, right now I was on my way to deliver an important letter to the Sichuan Dang Family, and under these circumstances I couldn't just abandon the delivery and bolt somewhere else.

"I'll think while I head to the Sichuan Dang Family. How the hell I'm supposed to fuck the heroine. Haah, fuck the Poison Heart Flower? Goddamn it! Forget the heroine quest—just going to the Sichuan Dang Family right now and keeping my life is already going to be hard enough."

The Sichuan Dang Family was currently in a pretty complicated situation.

Internal power struggles were turning it into a complete shitshow of a family.

In that kind of environment, simply dropping by to deliver a letter was one thing, but staying there long enough to clear a heroine quest was like jumping into a fire while carrying a load of firewood.

Either way, I would have to use every ability I had to stay alive as long as possible and watch for an opening.

Surviving came first.

"You may leave whenever you wish, Second Matriarch. But you already know what the result will be."

"Haah... You are the Head of the Medicine and Poison Hall. Prescribing medicine is supposed to be your duty."

"Which is why I wrote you a prescription. The medicine for the Second Master will be prepared exactly according to that prescription."

"You expect me to accept that my womb and your semen are required?"

"Surely you aren't questioning our skill and our prescription? Our medical arts are the finest in the Dang Family. If you cannot trust us, feel free to seek out another physician."

"……"

Jong Yak-hui, wife of the Second Master of the Dang Family, ground her teeth as she glared at the two men.

The Head and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Deputy Head of the Sichuan Dang Family's Medicine and Poison Hall.

Men who, when her husband still held power, had been so busy bowing before her that they barely lifted their heads.

Now they stood with their chins high, smiling down at her.

The slimy, lecherous smile on Dang Dupae's face as he held out the prescription was even more revolting than usual today.

Dang Dupae and Dang Dupyeong looked at Jong Yak-hui with expressions that clearly said, So what are you going to do about it?

Those bastards. There are obviously other ways to prepare the medicine, yet they write this outrageous prescription.

To save her husband Dang Duyeong, she needed the medicine Dang Dupae had prescribed.

She did not doubt the medical skill of the Head of the Medicine and Poison Hall.

The problem was that in order to receive the medicine she needed, she would have to offer her body to the two of them.

These two dared to lust after the body of the Second Master's wife—after their own sister-in-law.

If her husband had been healthy, they would never have dared even to look at her with lewd eyes. Now they openly demanded her body.

Of course she could ignore Dang Dupae's prescription and refuse the medicine.

But then my husband won't last more than a few days.

Until the antidote was found, she had to keep administering the detoxifying medicine so that her husband would not die.

And that detoxifying prescription was truly grotesque.

Those bastards! They want me to take Nine-Leaf Snow Ginseng into a womb filled with semen so it can absorb yin-yang energy, then steep that ginseng in the Dang Family's secret elixir?

An utterly absurd prescription.

What did "a womb filled with semen" mean?

It meant the two of them intended to put their cocks into her cunt and cum inside her.

There was no way that was the only method of making Nine-Leaf Snow Ginseng absorb yin-yang energy.

Surely there were other ways.

Yet Dang Dupae's prescription explicitly listed both womb and semen.

"When powerful yin energy and powerful yang energy achieve harmony, the Nine-Leaf Snow Ginseng must be inserted so it can absorb that harmony. The two of us can create that harmony. Decide. If you dislike our prescription, simply leave. You may go to another physician and receive a different prescription."

That was impossible. No ordinary local doctor could treat a husband poisoned by absolute toxin and write a proper prescription.

When it came to treating poison, Dang Dupae was the best.

If I want to save my husband... I have to take Dang Dupae's medicine.

There was no choice left.

Jong Yak-hui bit her lip until it bled, then finally nodded.

"Very well. I will follow Head Dang's prescription."

"Hmm. Then you will have to lend us your womb. Are you prepared?"

"I'm prepared."

"Then let us begin. Start by removing your clothes."

Dang Dupae, satisfied that things had gone exactly as he wished, looked Jong Yak-hui over with a lecherous gaze.

A gaze that made her skin crawl. But there was nothing she could do.

To save her husband Dang Duyeong, she had no choice but to sacrifice herself.

"Aren't you going to undress?"

Dang Dupae smiled slickly as he watched her.

Ah... there's no other way.

Jong Yak-hui's eyes grew moist.

But there was no other way.

To save her husband, Jong Yak-hui would have to offer her body to these two men.