Day 18:

  Zefaris and Evile eharick's room, where they saw a se they didn't expect.

  Bria, the female sve who screamed ihe other day, was affeately hugging Tharick's body like a little lover, and her body and hair looked glossier ahier. Before this, she looked rather average, but now, she looked prettier and younger! If she was resold again, she might fetch twice her purchasing price. Looking at her like this, Evile felt a rollercoaster of emotions.

  She felt pity for the woman, knowing her Master, Zefaris, would likely kill her to harvest her fetus if discovered she carried a Tentacle Monster. Oher hand, she felt jealousy as a woman who got cucked. Even if Tharick is a Tentacle Monster now, he is still her man.

  Oher hand, Tharick was smaller, reduced by a size. However, he was also calmer when in the presence of a female, his urges satisfied. He was calmly reading a book while hugged, enjoying the female tact.

  Looking up, Tharid Bria saw Zefaris and Evile eharick calmly put the book away while Bria hurriedly stood up and bowed.

  "Groar." "Master." Tharick greeted, his transtion ending.

  "You did as instructed. Good." Zefaris smiled and cast a transtion spell before strangely eyeing Bria. "As for the sve, I believe she beed from this? Do you have a simir ability to Succubi and Dryads?"

  "I believe I do, Master. I just discovered it." Tharick holy reported, knowing the Tower Spirit likely captured this detail.

  "Hm. How do you feel, sve?" Zefaris asked Bria.

  "Excellent, Master. Better than ever. I would be happy to serve Master Tharick from now on." Bria smiled.

  "I am sure you would, but that could wait until ter," Zefaris said and turo look at Evile. "Girl, bring her back."

  "Yes, Master," Evile said, taking out a blindfold.

  "Goodbye Master Tharick. I hope I see you soon." Bria sadly said, letting Evile blindfold her.

  "Goodbye, Bria. We will meet again, I am sure." Tharick said, internally sighing.

  Evile felt annoyed but didn't sh out, obediently taking away the sve back to her cell.

  Meanwhile, Zefaris took out a Magic Testing Crystal. Tharick wordlessly checked his ges. However, a shog ge appeared in it, making Zefaris and Tharick surprised.

  S Results:Attributes:

  Physique: 94 -> 70Life Force: 94 -> 70Magic Power: 94 -> 70Mental Strength: 95 -> 100

  Affinities:

  Abjuration: 11%Charm: 5%juration: 4%Divination: 8%Evocation: 6%Illusion: 7%Neancy: 3%Transmutation: 100%

  Tharick's Mental Strength went up by 5 points! This was almost twice what he got from mutiting himself!

  "Iing. It seems like you greatly be from having sex. And you also mutually beed ahrough sex. I believe you be safely cssified as a sexual monster." Zefaris cluded.

  "Yes, Master. I also believe that." Tharick agreed.

  "You will have to routinely have sex, then. Good. That would be your job in the following months. tinue your studies and duties well, and you might just have more freedom in this tower." Zefaris said.

  "Thank you, Master!" Tharick feighusiasm.

  "From now on, Evile will be responsible for your monit and feeding. If you have any questions about magical difficulties, feel free to ask." Zefaris magnanimously said.

  Tharick's eyes lit up. Despite Zefaris being a dementid dying evil wizard, his knowledge and abilities as an 8th-level wizard were top-notch, especially in Transmutation. As a Transmutation genius himself, asking him questions could save much time.

  With clear questions in his mind and difficulties in magical practice, Tharick listed the problems he faced, and Zefaris patiently answered. For the first time in a long time, Zefaris did his role as a Master, and Tharick greatly beed from this.

  After twenty minutes of Q&A, Zefaris left, with both parties feeling satisfied.

  Tharick was satisfied since he felt he could make signifit progress in his Transmutation Magic, while Zefaris was satisfied siharick was a bright student, asked pointed and smart questions, and most importantly, was obedient and did as told.

  "I am starting to feel relut to dissect him if only a bit. But until he bees disposable, I should tiisfying him to create a fortable enviro. Even though he likely figured out something was wrong, he would ply with my demands." Zefaris thought.

  "The old bastard wants to satisfy me and make me more pliant to orders, not that I have much of a choice." Tharick figured.

  The Master and Apprentice were pletely on the same page, seeing through each other like open books. To them, it was like keeping a facade, not tearing down their masks pletely, maintaining a delicate illusion and bahis mostly happened since Zefaris didn't view Tharick as a threat, and Tharick stayed cooperative on the surface. Otherwise, things would have pyed out differently.

  About twenty mier, Evile came to the room, bringing a bucket filled with alchemical dregs, byproducts of alchemy. These dregs were often tossed away, but Zefaris thought it would be a good way to recycle them if Tharick ate them.

  "Here, Tharick. This will be your food for today." Evile said after dumping the tents into the food bowl.

  "Thank you, Evile. How are you?" Tharick worriedly asked.

  "I... Sigh... Am tired, Tharick. Every day, I o be the hand that ends the life of others. And now, I even feel jealous of a sve. I am pathetic, aren't I?" Evile tiredly said.

  "You are not. You are my friend, Evile. I know you are also going through a lot. Stay strong." Thariced, reag oacle to stroke Evile's cheek.

  Evile let Tharick stroke her, holding his tentacle against her, "Thank you, Tharick. I hat."

  "Anytime. Feel free to visit when you ." Tharick said.

  "And what about you? How are you holding up?" Evile asked.

  "Surprisingly well, sidering I am a purple monster. It is not as bad as I imagi to be." Tharick replied.

  "That's good to hear." Evile smiled.

  They stayed like this for a while longer before Evile turo leave. "Eat your food, and I shall bring your partner."

  "I see. Thank you for tellihis." Tharick said.

  Evile nodded a.

  Tharick then started eating the alchemical dregs, finding them surprisingly delicious. After eating his fill, Tharick had a short afternoon nap before another woman was brought to his room.

  It was another young mother, but she was blond this time instead of brue, was taller, but her assets were slightly smaller in parison.

  When her blindfold was removed, she was surprised, yet surprisingly nhtehere was even a trace of eagerness in her eyes.

  "Tharick, Master Zefaris requested for a Semen Sample for his research. Please fill this." Evile said, pg a gss tainer on the floor.

  "I will do that," Tharick replied.

  After Evile left, Tharick, who felt lustful after eating his fill, curiously asked the new sve who curiously looked at him, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

  "Bria talked about you and said you were very nid gentle, so I am not that afraid. Moreover, she said you were really good in bed." The woman smiled and said.

  "Maybe she was forced to say it?" Tharick said.

  "With that look of hers and her glossy skin and hair? I doubt she looked like someone who went through abuse. She almost looked like a young girl in love. You hardly fake something like that." The woman replied before taking off her clothes and lig her lips. "I also want to have what she was having."

  "Here we go again..." Tharick thought.

  Mier, the two were engaged in intense lovemaking.

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  Evile tested her attributes through the Magic Testing Crystal and Zefaris recorded it.

  "Good. Now, drink the liquid." Zefaris ordered, pointing at a gss tainer filled with white liquid, Tharick's semen.

  "... Yes, Master." Swallowing back her disgust, Evile picked up the liquid and brought it o her nose, only to smell something sweet.

  "Hah? That doesn't smell like semen. It smells like milk with honey." Evile thought aantly drank it.

  The moment it hit her tongue, she instinctively had the urge to drink more and more of it, her body heating up. The feeling was addictive, and she felt more eic. This increase in vigor also made her feel somewhat raunchy, but instead of being a direct effect, it was more of a side effect, and she was able to suppress it.

  "Well? How do you feel?" Zefaris asked.

  "I feel great, Master," Evile answered.

  "Good. Rest for a while, and the your attributes again." Zefaris ordered.

  Several hours ter, they firmed that her Physique, Magic Power, and Life Force slightly increased, which was identical to what they observed about the women Tharick y with. Her skin and hair also looked somewhat better.

  "So he is a Golden Egg Laying Goose, hah?" Zefaris figured.

  Ingredients such as Succubus Milk and Dryad Sap were expensive alchemical ingredients with potential attribute-enhang properties. Although they had some side effects, these ingredients could be refio prevent it. Zefaris already used them to the point he could no longer improve his Life Ford Magic Power, making such products useless to him.

  However, just because they were useless to him didn't mean they were useless to others! On the trary! These sorts of ingredients were high in demand everywhere, and many wizards and nobles could only wish but not obtain them. It was only because he was a titled wizard that he could get them. While Succubi and Dryads could produce these products, it was in small quantities, usually meant for reproductive reasons, and rarely traded. At most, a succubus or dryad would trade one or two vials annually, and that is because they get coerced into it or receive a deal they ot refuse. In the market, about ten thousand vials are circuted every year in their try, and one vial is enough to increase attributes by a point, up to about 50.

  By current market standards, these liquids were worth their weight in gold! A single vial with 100ml of liquid was enough to buy an unskilled debt sve- or a used, average-looking woman with few skills.

  The Tentacle Monster, oher hand, could almost effortlessly replenish its energy by eating waste products, making it ideal for produg high-quality ingredients that everyone needed with minimal costs.

  Even if it produced a vial's worth to be sold every day, that would easily amount to 36.5kg of gold annually, which wasn't a small amount by any means. And from the looks of it, it could produce over a liter a day if given enough food. And its semen increased all attributes except Mental Strength.

  "Seems like I 't casually dissect him anymore. He is more worth alive than on my operating table. At least, until I have aentacle Mohat reached maturity. It also fatten my pockets a little, I am starting to run tight on funds." Zefaris thought.

  "From now on, I want him to fill five vials every day," Zefaris said after some thought.

  "Yes, Master." Evile nodded.

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  Just like this, days flew by, with Tharick switg between women every day, dumping half of his loads ihe women and the other half in gss vials. After two weeks, Bria returo his cell for another session, and theher women.

  Every day, Tharick saw clear growth ial Strength as his upper strength limit steadily improved, and even his affinities grew due to the ingredients he ate. At some point, he started using serve Energy regurly to keep his size and food intake in check as his mass grew rger and rger. And with increased Mental Strength and Magic Power, his ability to cast spells grew accly. He also had the ce to ask his Master key questions, rapidly improving his ability to cast spells. Within four weeks, he had the Magic Power aal Strength of a 4th-level Adept but only knew 3rd-level spells due to his g time.

  Finally, ohird time Bria arrived, results arrived.

  "I'm pregnant," Bria happily said after a session of lovemaking.

  She looked evehier than before, having been nourished thrice. Even her physique improved from 10 to 18, making her physically strohan most people.

  "Oh, that's great!" Tharick said while stroking her. "Did Master Zefaris do as on you?"

  "For now, my pregnancy is being monitored. But I am allowed to tinue serving you." Bria said. "I wonder what our baby would be like. Will it be like you? Or maybe a hybrid like half-elves and half-beastmen?"

  "I am sure we will know after a few months," Tharick said, already knowing the answer.

  Sure enough, the other women also reported their pregnancies oer another, and Tharick would be soon a father to a dozen baby human girls.

  And so, time tinued flowing.

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  Day 100:

  Over three months have passed siharick became a Tentacle Monster, aarted to get used to his new life. And now, his Mental Strength surpassed the 500 mark and was likely on the level of a Chief Disciple. When he looked at the ges in his s result, Tharick was a bit emotional.

  S Results:Attributes:

  Physique: 500Life Force: 500Magic Power: 500Mental Strength: 100 -> 510

  Affinities:

  Abjuration: 11 -> 26%Charm: 5 -> 25%juration: 4 -> 24%Divination: 8 -> 27%Evocation: 6 -> 28%Illusion: 7 -> 22%Neancy: 4 -> 23%Transmutation: 100%

  He had 510 Mental Power, and all of his affinities were around 25%. While his Mental Energy steadily rose, his affinities rose more slowly as time passed. heless, he had the raw attributes of a 5th-level Official Wizard. Unfortunately, he barely mao study a sih-level Transmutation spell due to time straints- Manufacture. As the name suggests, he manufacture a plicated item from materials, including a chair out of wood, or create a door-sized hole in a wall, which was his angle. If push came to shove, Tharined to make a hole in the Magic Tower to escape.

  Unfortunately, Magic Towers resist magic, so Tharick had to raise it to the 6th level to make a dent big enough for him to escape. And that was merely creating the escape route. It still didn't at for the tower defenses and the terrible wizard guarding inside. His master could also track him with divination magic, which was also a factor.

  "But first, I need a way to break out of the tower. Then I would have the leisure to try tering the rest." Tharick thought and decided to tinue fog on it. It would likely take another year until he reached the 6th level in power and knowledge, but it was worth the iment.

  And so, Tharick tiaying in that room, idly passing his time by reading, practig magic, fug, eating, and sleeping.

  Little did he know that the tower was about to usher an upheaval.

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  "Cough* Cough* Cough*..."

  In his experiment room, Zefaris violently coughed for a full minute before stopping.

  Looking at his withered hand, Zefaris saw traces of blood.

  "Hah... Hah... I don't have much time." Zefaris muttered, dispirited, knowing he likely only had a year or two to live. "Moreover, the women Tharick impregnated are only carrying humauses without a hint of Tentacle Monster blood ihey are not even worth harvesting for study."

  After this discovery, Zefaris carefully analyzed the semen samples and realized the sperm cells were all adaptive sperm with a dominant osome X. This meant all the children Tharick sired would be of the mother's rad female. He figured that this was likely due to the geling Liver.

  In other words, the Tentacle Monster he created couldn't multiply- which made sense si was an artificial immortal race. The creation of more females was likely to reduce male petition.

  It was good news for Tharid the sves, but terrible news for himself.

  "It seems like I 't dey any longer. I must rely more oher method." Zefaris muttered and looked at the alchemical table filled with potion ingredients.

  "I raised them with my own hands. It is time to harvest them." Zefaris ominously muttered before looking at a er of the room. "And if that doesn't work, I only rely o pn. Luckily, I have extra funds thanks to selling Tharick's energy eje."

  Several gss vats filled with green nutrient solution were in the er of the room. Ihe vats were purple lumps of flesh that silently gestated there, occasionally twitg.