Qu Xiaoxiao was currently sprawled on the plush carpet of the spacious room, but unlike usual, her lithe and alluring body was bound by ropes. Her mouth was stuffed with two pairs of her own cotton socks, puffing out her cheeks, and her nose and mouth were sealed with several layers of tape, adhering tightly. Only two small breathing holes were visible on her nose, seemingly made with toothpicks. With these two restraints, Qu Xiaoxiao could only emit soft, captivating whimpers, along with labored breaths due to restricted airflow.

After surviving in the apocalypse for over a decade, Yan Chuan had witnessed the depths of human depravity and endured countless hardships, only to ultimately meet his demise. Upon his unexpected rebirth, the very first thing he intended to do was to abduct Su Qiaoyan, the goddess he had long admired and the architect of his downfall...