Chapter 397 The Robust Imperial Husband 8 (1/2)

Chapter 397 Robust Imperial Husband 8 The damp, earthy smell mixed with the stench of rotting grass roots permeated the narrow earthen cave.

This is the edge of a remote village far from the capital, an abandoned earthen cave that has now become the temporary shelter for the Lin siblings.

Lin Tian and his group have been in this world for half a month now. They have gone from initial fear to confusion, and now to resentment.

He leaned against the cold earthen wall, his once decent coarse cloth robe now covered in mud and wrinkled, clinging to his delicate but slightly thin body.

Lin Tian's appearance, due to long-term malnutrition and his dark complexion from farm work, is the type of male appearance that is least favored in a matriarchal world.

But at this moment, a near-fanatical flame burned in his sunken eye sockets.

"Sister, you don't understand! This is fate! God sent us into this world not so that we would be ants!"

Lin Tian licked his chapped lips, his voice hoarse with excitement.

"Look at this world! Women are in charge? It's utterly absurd! It's a complete reversal of yin and yang, and a violation of human ethics!"

He waved his arms, the movements so large that they kicked up some dust.

"And I dreamed about it again last night!"

"I dreamt that I was standing on the throne in the Golden Palace, with civil and military officials prostrate at my feet—no, with civil and military women!"

"Those high and mighty women all looked at me with eyes full of adoration and awe!"

"The harem...yes, three thousand women in the harem, no, how can three thousand be enough? All those women who once looked down on me, all of them..."

Lin Tian suddenly grabbed his younger sister Lin Wan'er's thin shoulders, his fingers trembling slightly from the force.

He was lost in his own fantasy, his face flushed with a sickly redness, and his breathing became rapid.

Before transmigrating, he was a shut-in who accomplished nothing in the real world and was addicted to all kinds of overpowered protagonist novels.

Now living in this matriarchal world, the huge contrast has not broken him; instead, it has aroused the most twisted desires deep within his heart.

Now that he has transmigrated, he will become the ruler of this world.

He trampled these illogical, so-called rules under his feet and enjoyed the male-dominated pleasure he had always dreamed of.

Lin Wan'er grew impatient with his shaking and slapped his hand away.

Her looks were only average, but the calculating look in her eyes made her appear much more mature than her actual age.

Although this world is dominated by women, there are still hierarchical distinctions.

"Brother, wake up."

"Keep dreaming, huh? A harem of three thousand?"

"Look at us now. Even that old widow at the village entrance, who lost three husbands, complains that you can't lift a finger or carry anything. With such a low fertility, how can you expect to have a harem of three thousand beauties?"

Lin Wan'er's voice carried a coldness that was incongruous with her age.

She scoffed and mercilessly burst Lin Tian's bubble of fantasy.

"How could there be a problem with my fertility? These pregnancy scores are completely inaccurate! And if they don't like me, well... they're just blind! Wait for me..."

Lin Tian felt as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water; his face instantly turned ugly, and he retorted stubbornly.

"Waiting for what? Waiting for a pie to fall from the sky?"

"Brother, I've read this book, and I know some of the plot."

Lin Wan'er interrupted him, leaned closer, lowered her voice, and her eyes gleamed with an all-knowing light.

"Is this a book??? What's the plot?"

Lin Tian was taken aback.

"Yes, we didn't accidentally travel through time; we traveled into a book! A... matriarchal novel!"

Lin Wan'er's tone carried a hint of excitement.

"At this point in time, the Second Princess Xiao Fengye will soon be betrothed by the Empress to Ling Siran, the ugliest man in the world."

"That Ling Siran is no ordinary ugly man; he's the ugly, powerful, and tragic war god of this world!"