Chapter 121: Seven minutes. Seven minutes is all I can spare...

People will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.

~ Maya Angelou

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Afterwards, Hillel met other female Viltrumites.

Cassandra, with a head of silver hair, grey pupils, a cold demeanor, and spoke very little.

At first, Hillel even thought the other party was an assassin, after all, she started fighting right away without uttering a word of nonsense. As a result, after being beaten to the ground, this woman’s earlobes turned red, looking like she was at his disposal.

There was also one named Iveta, with long fire-red hair fluttering, fiery in disposition, and smiling brightly and ostentatiously.

She belonged to that kind of good woman who, while smiling away, would rip your heart out.

She was the first one to be defeated, but Hillel felt this woman was a bit yandere, clinging on smilingly all day long, and going to kill other male Viltrumites if she couldn’t get what she wanted.

Every time she killed to her heart’s content, she would come back smiling again.

Out of billions of Viltrumites, there had to be a few weirdos.

Oh right, there was also Mira. She could be considered normal, quite different from the previous few. This woman had a plump, mature figure, and in every gesture, she carried a charm tempered by the passage of time, looking lazy yet full of flavor.

She didn’t shout about killing like the others, but instead stopped Hillel first and asked if she could lean on him.

Hillel said no.

Then she flew away.

Two days later she flew back, saying her younger brother was injured, and asked if Hillel could heal him.

Hillel went over to take a look, and half of Mira’s younger brother’s kidney had been gouged out. The reason the opponent didn’t deal a ruthless blow was very simple: they also wanted to pair up with Mira.

Hillel didn’t say a word and healed him directly.

As a result, Mira and her brother became followers.

If he really had to choose a breeding partner, Hillel felt Mira wasn’t bad, even though this woman had a very strong sense of purpose, purely looking for shelter.

But... the purple has a lot of charm!

...

Hillel originally didn’t plan to leave behind mercy or seed, but unfortunately, the ones chasing after him later turned into big bros.

Hillel tore the person apart directly.

He felt that his inclination toward reproduction still needed to be shown just a little bit, otherwise it would be easy to be misunderstood.

I’m definitely not a gay man!

Hillel decided to bring the Viltrumites a minor shock of love!

The Viltrumites were a race extremely lacking in emotion. They worshipped strength and despised weakness, turning even reproduction into something like primitive duels without a shred of warmth.

Warriors growing up in such an environment actually craved true affection deep down in their bones more than anyone else.

Especially female warriors.

This was truly a fallen female warrior!

Hillel decided to use gentle treatment in exchange for their submission.

Using both soft and hard tactics.

"Your fists are even weaker than my grandma’s. With such puny strength, you still want mating rights?"

"Fuck off!"

"Haven’t I been gentle enough with you all? Is this how you repay me? Go down and precipitate for me!"

The female warriors overheated.

However, the outcome was still good, after all, every time Hillel beat people down, he would apply healing and then impart combat experience to them.

After all, the experience pack of Conquest shouldn’t go to waste.

Those female warriors who had been cold and hard for a lifetime fell in no time.

They had lived for hundreds of years, some even for thousands of years!

Who the hell had ever seen a Viltrumite like Hillel?

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One day.

Hillel was lying in a crater recovering his health, having just finished a fight with Conquest, who should now be floating in outer space.

Oops.. Didn’t hold back; the strength was a bit too much.

Punched the old man straight into outer space.

But he didn’t need to worry about Conquest; at this moment, a group of women surrounded him airtight.

Belesa, Cassandra, Iveta, Mira... and over a dozen female Viltrumites whose names couldn’t be called out, this bunch acted as if they had discussed it beforehand.

Their faces were filled with determination.

Anyone who didn’t know would think they were going to burn their boats and destroy the interstellar alliance with three thousand Viltrumite soldiers.

"Great Hillel." Belesa, who was at the head, took a deep breath. "We’ve figured it out. Someone as outstanding as you must give birth to offspring for Viltrum; this is your responsibility!"

"But fighting you single-handedly, none of us can defeat you, so let’s all go together!"

Hillel raised an eyebrow.

Go together?

What’s the meaning of this? From a strong workout, it changed to a multi-person strong workout? Author, I have to confess, I really like what you are doing!

"Do you know this is illegal?"

"Bring it on!"

Mira said with a smiling expression. "That’s right, it’s multiplayer. No need to giggle anymore; now it’s time for us to get serious!"

This plump woman clenched her fist hard, shattering even her clothes.

Hillel was frozen by the snowy white for a long time.

Holy cow!

Did this woman grow up eating Ragna?

Anyway, these dozen or so women seemed to have reached some astonishing consensus...

First unite the seven swords to take down Hillel, and then fight pairwise.

Only the remaining few strong ones deserved to share the great Hillel.

As long as they could conquer this apex powerhouse and give birth to powerful offspring, who went first or last, who had more or less, didn’t matter anymore.

"Hillel." Cassandra spoke coldly, her grey eyes showing a rare intensity: "Today we will definitely beat you into submission, submission in every sense. Our battlefield has never been limited to the stars!!"

"Oh, so you aren’t mute after all!" Hillel scratched his head.

Cassandra’s face flushed. "There’s no need to waste words with the weak, but if you want to talk to me, I won’t refuse."

Oh?

Viltrum actually has a stunner like you?

"Yes! Beat you into submission!" Iveta waved her fist, her face flushed red with excitement.

"Ah!! Can I take a fierce bite out of your shoulder? Especially when I’m happiest, I want to take a bite of your flesh and blood; it must be delicious!"

Hillel stood up and slowly stretched his muscles.

"Fine, I can see it too. Every single one of you is a talent!"

"Seven minutes!"

"Seven minutes is all I can spare to play with you!"

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