The worst guy unexpectedly reincarnates into the world of Dungeons and Dragons and helps a little slave girl

In an entirely white space, Gawater opened his eyes, trying to figure out where he was.

"Damn it, how did I end up here?" Gawater growled angrily, shouting into the air.

Suddenly, a blonde beauty in a bikini appeared before him. She looked at her outfit with a very displeased expression.

"You're truly the worst guy I've ever met," the blonde beauty vented her frustration at Gawater.

"No way, you just show up in a bikini out of nowhere and start scolding me? What's that supposed to mean? You're the weird one. But I respect your fashion choice, very nice," Gawater nodded, his eyes fixed on her chest.

"I am a god. Here, my appearance changes to reflect the deepest longing in the heart of the person before me. Usually, when someone arrives here, I take the form of their deceased mother, closest friend, or lifelong pet. You're the first to make me look like this," the blonde beauty said, clearly annoyed with Gawater.

"So, am I dead? That's terrifying," Gawater pretended to tremble, though his gaze never left the beauty's chest.

"Yes, you are dead," the blonde beauty replied, feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, covering her chest with her hands.

"Then can I grab your chest?" Gawater didn't seem to care that he was already dead. There were more important things on his mind.

"No, you can't. I really want to punch you right now. Even though you're awful and annoying, I need your help with something. Can you do me a favor?" The blonde beauty frowned, clearly reluctant to ask Gawater for assistance.

"If you won't let me grab your chest, then do 100 jumping jacks," Gawater proposed as a condition for his cooperation.

"You do realize I could destroy you right now, don't you?" The blonde beauty extended her right hand, her index finger igniting with flames.

"I know, you're a godyou just said that. But I don't think you'll destroy me, because you just asked for my help. Since you hate me so much but still have to humble yourself to ask for my help, I believe I'm the only one who can do this. You need my assistance, so shouldn't you show a little sincerity?" Gawater said calmly.

The blonde beauty clicked her tongue, and the flames on her fingertip extinguished. She spread her arms and began doing jumping jacks. With each intense movement, Gawater was treated to quite a spectacle.

Gawater focused intently on the blonde beauty's chest, his expression serious.

"There is a little slave girl named Shener who is now dying. Shener's life should not be so miserable; she has never experienced true happiness or joy, and has suffered throughout her life. Now that Shener is on the brink of death, I hope you can go help her. I will transfer your consciousness into Shener so that you can assist her. Can you do that?" The blonde beauty, while doing jumping jacks, looked at Gawater seriously.

"You know I would accept this request, and that's why you're asking me, right?" Gawater looked up, smiling at the blonde beauty.

The blonde beauty stopped doing jumping jacks, stood still, and nodded silently.

"I will not interfere with your actions, nor do I care about the good or evil of the world. Please help Shener and bring her happiness in your own way," the blonde beauty said, drawing a circle in front of her chest with her left hand, creating a golden arc in the white space. She pointed at Gawater with her right hand.

"Sure, let me take good-good care of this little girl," Gawater said with an evil grin.

"The world you are about to enter is different from your original world. In your terms, it's a world of dragons and dungeons, a medieval world of swords and magic. You will start in Shener's slave dungeon, and you will possess Shener's body. Now, go." The blonde beauty finished speaking, and the golden circle on her left hand displayed the scene of the dungeon.

With that, the blonde beauty's hands clenched into

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