Wang Xiaole was finally ridden.

The weight from above made the person involved curl up on the ground;

In the position behind him, Isabella, who was sleepwalking happily, was sitting on top in a standard posture.

The young girl was unaware that her skirt had been lifted up, and she was currently maintaining an indecent position, with her legs squeezed next to the "horses" two kidneys.

The advantage of the safety pants she was wearing was that it prevented exposure, but the disadvantage was that the fabric was too thin!

Unaware in her drowsiness, she didn't realize what kind of intense stimulation she was causing for Wang Xiaole when she sat on his back;

The presence of the safety pants was as good as nothing. Wang Xiaole didn't act indecently and only muttered objectively in his mind, and the contents were the current reality:

(Thoughts) "I feel like there's a fruit girl riding on me. The upper body is hard to say, but when the lower body rubs, it's no different than not wearing anything..."

Especially when the girl's legs were sandwiched between his ears, every time she moved on top, Wang Xiaole felt a sensitive area being teased and tickled.

He had to do something, as being ridden like this made it too easy to make mistakes;

Don't underestimate Wang Xiaole's feminine appearance, he had plenty of strange methods if he ever had the impulse to "deal" with the empress.

In order to prevent his own sanity from gradually fading, he pretended to move his limbs and imitated the galloping movement of a war horse, speaking casually from the corner of his mouth:

"Can we chat? Don't think I'm just a horse, I nearly hooked up with a female tiger last time I went to the jungle!"

"If it's during this period before entering the battlefield... it's okay to have a conversation. What do you want to talk about?"

"There are many options, like each other's interests!"

"Change the topic."

"Eh, but we didn't even start..."

"Change the topic."

The synonym for domineering is "unreasonable," and Wang Xiaole couldn't force the other person to reveal the information he wanted to know, right?

In his helplessness, he came up with a good idea again:

"Let's talk about the secrets of this country. I really want to know how the people in this male-free country reproduce."

"Horse, are you asking about having children?"

"Yes, yes, that's exactly what I mean. You summarized it so well!"

Who wouldn't be curious?

The place where girls reside naturally makes the opposite sex feel longing;

Moreover, Wang Xiaole had already decided to settle down in this utopian-like country, so it was necessary for him to learn some knowledge.

Isabella might have also thought that it was boring not to speak a word along the way, so she temporarily treated the riding "horse" as a peer and began to speak:

"The founder of Dibiles is the first empress, Gwendolyn Lestier..."

"I have a question."

Wang Xiaole timely interrupted:

"Without mentioning the surname and just based on the name, why does it have such an Eastern flavor?"

"Who said that? Gwendolyn, doesn't it sound like a very traditional 'Dibiles-style name'?"

"Okay, you win! Anyway, I don't understand those letters."

Isabella showed off a proud sense of "winning the identification", hands on her waist with a confident look;

But despite her pride, she still had to continue where she left off:

According to official records in the country, the first empress, Gwendolyn, was famous for her beauty and dislike of men. In this regard, she even had a spiritual obsession.

Originally, there was only one super empire on human territory, but sixty years before Gwendolyn was born, that empire was already in a state of fragmentation, and no one came out to tidy up the mess;

Gwendolyn detested standing on the same land as the opposite sex, so she wanted to build a country that only consisted of girls, like a paradise;

For this reason, with her extraordinary skills, she united the chaotic western part of the empire, established her own country, and laid the foundation for the Dibiles territory.

The population of the country is divided into two parts:

One is the militiamen (army) who followed her, and the other is the ordinary people who migrated from other countries, and both are required to be women.

The queen translated her own will into writing and compiled the initial legal code, which explicitly stated that males were not allowed in the country; however, unmarried girls seeking asylum or planning to immigrate were warmly welcomed.

But without males, the population would decline within a few decades, and the territory would be left with only the queen herself, which would be lonely and desolate.

Fortunately, after conducting extensive research and investigation, the queen discovered a vast ocean; how exactly this ocean came to be, no one knows, but it is known that the ocean is special.

Located near the southern border of the territory, there exists a blue ocean— not to boast about the clarity of the local water, but because the sea water is truly opaque and has always been a deep blue.

"The Sea of Reproduction"

For how many years, people have become accustomed to calling it such;

Throughout the generations, the queen, no! The entire nation, relies on the small amount of water from there to fulfill their ultimate goal of reproduction.

Any female who drinks the ocean water can conceive life within her body after several weeks, followed by careful nurturing and giving birth after ten months.

In fact, it is more like reproduction than childbirth!

The ocean water in the "Sea of Reproduction," after being consumed by a female, takes a portion of her genes and, using the uterus as a carrier, generates a completely new individual.