Looking at Lee So-yeon posing in this manner, Chuck scratched his chin and smiled, shaking his head.
Even as shameless as he was, faced with Lee So-yeon's incredibly "proper" attitude, it was very hard for him to say the sentence he really wanted to say: "Isn't it common sense to be completely naked when doing a dogeza?"
Chuck thought for a moment and didn't answer immediately. Instead, he withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Lee Na-eun, who was still sitting on the other side of the dining table.
Obviously, regarding her sister's decision this time, Lee Na-eun didn't react as intensely as before; her expression was merely sorrowful with a hint of numbness.
Although Lee So-yeon's action was no different from before—doing whatever it takes to fight for benefits for her—things had already come to this point. Even if only her sister's life improved, Lee So-yeon as the older sister could more or less benefit from it.
At least it wouldn't be like the past period, where she had nothing to look forward to besides three meals a day and a bed to sleep in.
Therefore, after feeling Chuck's gaze, Lee Na-eun's delicate body trembled, her pink short hair swaying slightly. After a burst of hesitation, she finally stood up slowly, knelt down towards Chuck side-by-side with her sister.
An indescribable sorrow subsequently revealed itself in her numb eyes.
Regarding this man in front of her, it was hard to say what feelings she held for him in her heart.
Initially, it was resistance, vigilance, and even some aversion. But after experiencing companion betrayal and having her life saved by him, a hint of awe arose. Until he roughly took her sister's chastity right in front of her, this awe completely turned into fear.
But the food and warmth she received during this time also added a layer of dependency within this fear.
"I..."
"Sex is a very pure thing. Primal, pleasurable, plus the functional aspect of reproduction, it's that simple. It's just that my methods are a bit intense, but you need to understand one thing."
Without waiting for Lee Na-eun to speak, Chuck spoke first, letting out the words he had been holding back for a while in one breath.
"I am actually also a very simple person. The way I treat women largely depends on your attitude towards me. And if you want to get my shelter and help, the most difficult part isn't any trade, but catching my eye."
Hearing Chuck's words, the Lee sisters simultaneously showed astonished expressions. Both raised their heads, their eyes looking at him trembling slightly.
"On this point, you two actually passed from the very beginning. So ultimately, as long as you put down that meaningless pride and arrogance from the start, all these past events wouldn't have needed to happen. You two wouldn't be kneeling here now, but lying on the large bed in the bedroom with them."
Lee Na-eun and Lee So-yeon's gazes followed Chuck's pointing finger towards the half-open bedroom door. Complex yet different expressions appeared on their faces.
Lee So-yeon smiled self-deprecatingly, raised a hand to wipe the tear stains from her face, straightened her body, slightly closed her eyes, and let out a long breath.
Lee Na-eun clenched her fists, her face full of regret.
It could be said that until this very moment, the two sisters had truly opened their hearts to Chuck for the first time. And it wasn't until they heard Chuck's heartfelt words just now that they understood that what had been tormenting them all this time wasn't Chuck... but something that was always there, yet had been taken for granted and ignored by them.
It was exactly that pride cultivated from the life of being surrounded by stars like the moon—as a popular idol, as a rich girl raised in a greenhouse since childhood.
Precisely because they believed from the bottom of their hearts that they "didn't need men," they valued their innocence so highly. So they always subconsciously treated Chuck as a "threat" rather than "salvation." So in the end, everything they experienced was ultimately the fruit born from the seed of their own choices.
With tears in the corners of her eyes, Lee Na-eun's lips trembled as she slowly raised her head to look at Chuck. Her cheeks flushed red, she opened her mouth wanting to say something, but was suddenly stopped by Chuck raising his hand.
"Let's end it here for today. Go back and get a good sleep. If you've made your decision, wait for me on the bed in the bedroom after dinner tomorrow."
As Chuck spoke, he stood up swaying a massive length, looking down at these South Korean idol sisters, the corners of his lips curling up slightly.
"But be prepared in advance not to be able to get out of bed the next day."
...
Towards the Lee sisters, Chuck actually never had any hostility or disgust.
Honestly speaking, from his perspective, these sisters had always been in his bag. It was nothing more than spinning around in the palm of his hand like Yitong did in the past. In the end, they still had to return to tranquility and obediently spread their legs for him.
The art of mastering women lies in composure, in one's own strength, in always treating the other party as an accessory rather than a deity to be worshipped.
Simply put, it's about having an attitude of "it doesn't fucking matter to me whether you're here or not." But precisely because of this, it conversely wins a woman's favor in the end; the inferior nature of an accessory is undoubtedly manifested.
[Prompt: Detected that you have become companions with two people of the opposite sex. Detecting...]
[Name: Lee So-yeon]
[Age: 28]
[Various Conditions: Appearance Score 9.3, Measurements 91/59/94, Romantic Experience 1]
[Comprehensive Evaluation: 9.4!]
[Perfectly meets the standard! Trust Detection Function activated!]
[Current Trust Level: 11 (Stranger)]
/
[Name: Lee Na-eun]
[Age: 20]
[Various Conditions: Appearance Score 9.3, Measurements 90/57/92, Romantic Experience 0]
[Comprehensive Evaluation: 9.4!]
[Perfectly meets the standard! Trust Detection Function activated!]
[Current Trust Level: 6 (Stranger)]
After Chuck finished getting some fresh air and returned to bed, lying down comfortably surrounded by his harem, two familiar prompt light screens suddenly popped up before his eyes.
He merely scanned them roughly, memorized them after confirming the specific numbers, then yawned and closed his eyes.
Although it lacked a bit of suspense, at least the dust had settled. The sisters' scores also unsurprisingly exceeded nine points, becoming new members of the deserted island harem.
As for subsequent trust level improvement, Chuck was already thoroughly familiar with this kind of thing. At worst, fucking them more often would eventually raise it to max value.
After all, women are just this kind of creature.
When she decides on a man, all unruliness, squeamishness, and pride will disappear, leaving only submission and admiration.
It seems tomorrow... an exciting sister double-flight will finally be ushered in.
...
[Detected that the host's physical attributes have received a minor improvement through exercise. Base value +0.01]
[Current base physical attribute value: 1.31]
Waking up early in the morning, the reward for the previous day's hard work appeared before his eyes in the form of a light screen again. Although it was only a pitiful 0.01, many a mickle makes a muckle. Chuck was already satisfied with this.
So he flipped out of bed, got dressed, pushed the door open, and started a new day again.
Besides daily training and routine work, since his focus was now on conquering the BOSSes, the first thing Chuck needed to do was to start designing and crafting a series of tools and equipment needed for future diving.
And the most troublesome and most important among them was the diving suit.
Although one can dive without a diving suit, when Chuck really needs to dive below the surface to face an unknown powerful existence and engage in a prolonged dangerous struggle, the biggest problem isn't even lack of oxygen...
It's the cold.
Water conducts heat at a rate more than twenty times that of air. Moreover, in the ocean, the deeper the distance from sea level, the colder the water temperature becomes. Coupled with continuous swimming and shivering, the body's heat will be rapidly siphoned away, no less than walking naked in a storm. By then, muscles will stiffen, strength will decrease, and reaction speed will slow down; this is absolutely not the situation Chuck wants.
So the function of the diving suit, just like the raincoat before, is to ensure Chuck can maintain his condition as much as possible in abnormal environments.
Now that Chuck had proficiently mastered the workbench's tailoring function, designing a tight-fitting diving suit matching his body size wasn't difficult. The key lay in the material for making the diving suit.
Python skin was great for making raincoats, but if he wanted to make a diving suit, setting aside the effectiveness, the size of the snakeskin wasn't enough either, so he had to find another option.
Unfortunately, the textile materials Chuck currently possessed were still silk and fiber linen. Although both could be tailored to sufficient sizes, their elasticity and extensibility were both insufficient. Even if coated with waterproof material, wearing it would definitely hinder movement and even tear.
And among the materials Chuck could find on this deserted island, there were no materials that met the requirements...
Then the answer to this question was obvious.
As a necessity for underwater activities, this deserted island must have materials suitable for making diving suits. And currently, there was only one and only one area on this deserted island that Chuck hadn't explored yet.
—The river valley jungle in the north!
According to past experience, under the rules set by the deserted island, BOSS conquering must follow a sequence, one link interlocking with another.
Therefore, once Chuck was fully prepared, headed to the northern river valley, and successfully slayed that brown bear, it was highly likely he would obtain materials meeting the needs for making a diving suit.
He would then obtain the ticket to challenge the next boss.
Looking at it this way, diving-related equipment could only be temporarily put on hold. Chuck simply focused his attention on weapons.
After mastering iron smelting and forging techniques, besides forging bolts for the ballista and upgrading spearheads and halberd heads, Chuck hadn't yet forged a powerful weapon with true lethality for himself.
Just like Chuck previously multiplied the weight and size of a series of gathering tools like the iron hammer, iron pickaxe, and iron axe to match his increasingly tyrannical physical stats, Chuck's current main weapon, the steel halberd, had also become incredibly light with the further evolution of his physical stats.
It was time to turn the steel halberd into a great steel halberd.
...
After several days of clear weather, another extreme heat weather arrived mercilessly.
At ten o'clock in the morning, the temperature climbed from the original twenty-something degrees to over thirty degrees in a matter of ten-plus minutes. The women in the house, long accustomed to this situation, skillfully and quickly finished their tasks at hand, washed up by the water tower one after another, and returned inside the residence.
Pieces of clothing carrying body fragrance slid off the women's bodies, ultimately hung neatly in the cool storage room. The water valve of the wooden water pipe in the kitchen was opened, cool fresh water was collected in basins, and then splashed by Yitong outside the doors and windows.
The women leisurely lay down in the bedroom or sat around the dining table, fanning themselves with thin wooden boards and chatting, occasionally gathering together to take a few sexy photos with their phones.
Snowy-white skin glowed with a soft luster in the sunlight filtering through the window. Plump breasts and round buttocks outlined tempting curves in their casualness. Pairs of slender jade legs crossed casually, pairs of rosy jade feet walked around with relaxed steps, beads of sweat sliding down collarbones into deep or shallow cleavages.
Despite facing over two days of anomalous extreme heat weather, the atmosphere in the house remained tranquil and leisurely.
Because they knew, as long as they stayed safely at home, the sweltering heat would eventually fade. Even if any unexpected problems arose, Chuck would solve them. And for at least the next two days, they wouldn't need to go out, wouldn't need to be busy anymore, and wouldn't need to wear clothes.
Of course, they also had to be prepared to be pinned down and fucked on the spot by Chuck anytime, anywhere.
Similarly, not just the harem at home, the island north women and Liu Siyao also returned to the cave to escape the heat. Experiencing such a rapid temperature rise for the first time, this female merchant from the Tang Dynasty was indeed quite panicked. Fortunately, He Xiaoyu, Wang Xinrui, and the other women were beside her to explain.
While all the women were leisurely killing time, Chuck didn't rush back into the house to escape the scorching sun this time. Instead, braving the sweltering heat that was gradually becoming unbearable for ordinary people, he stood by the burning furnace, shirtless and holding an iron hammer, hammering away on the forging anvil stroke by stroke.
Clang, clang, clang—
By the blacksmith shop, Valentina, wearing only a tight tank top and with her silver short hair tied back into a bun on top of her head, crossed her arms. In the high temperature approaching forty degrees, she boredly watched Chuck sweating profusely while hammering that long pure iron rod, casually commenting:
"Isn't it a bit too long?"
"Longer is better, only longer can stab deeper."
"...You pervert, can't you go one moment without talking about that kind of thing?"
The corners of Valentina's eyes twitched. She glared at Chuck with great annoyance, then turned her head away, but still leaned against the edge of the blacksmith shop's shed.
Chuck continued hammering, focusing intently on the forging progress in his vision. After it cooled, he placed the iron rod in his hand back into the furnace to heat it again. Only then did he wipe the sweat from his chin, turned to look at Valentina—who was also covered in shiny sweat, her tank top soaked, the red nipples on her chest faintly visible—and raised an eyebrow curiously.
"Like watching me forge iron so much?"
"Don't flatter yourself, I'm just bored with nothing to do."
Valentina widened her green eyes, immediately turning her head and unceremoniously retorting. But when she withdrew her gaze, she imperceptibly lingered on Chuck's sweat-drenched pectoral muscles for a moment.
Chuck smiled, pulled the reheated, red-hot long rod out with iron tongs, placed it back on the forging anvil, and casually undid his belt. In two or three moves, he took off the only pair of shorts on his body and tossed it casually, landing accurately on the bench outside the house.
Then he swayed that already high-spirited, thick giant dragon between his legs. Amidst Valentina's gradually reddening face, while raising the iron hammer in his hand to strike the red-hot iron rod, he spoke casually.
"Then if you're so bored, you might as well just come over and lick."
Valentina's breathing grew rapid accordingly. She narrowed her eyes and responded coldly: "Hey, has it been a long time since I fought you?"
"No problem, I can accompany you right now. Either fight directly, go back and rest, or come over, kneel down and lick for me. Do whatever you like."
"Hmph."
Valentina let out a cold snort. A trace of disdain and embarrassment flashed in her green eyes, yet she involuntarily licked her dry lower lip.
Waves of heat rolled in the blacksmith shop. The high temperature exceeding forty degrees was enough to make an ordinary person suffer heatstroke and go into shock within tens of minutes. But the two, whose physical stats and endurance were both extraordinary, felt completely no pain; besides sweating profusely, there was only slight discomfort.
Chuck's sturdy pectoral and abdominal muscles were covered in shiny beads of sweat, sliding all the way down the crevices. Valentina just watched from time to time like this, her Adam's apple bobbing subconsciously, and ultimately, unknowingly walked in front of Chuck...
Amidst flying sparks and the thud-thud sound of forging iron, she slowly knelt down.