Her temples were wet with sweat, a few stray hairs sticking to her forehead. But the coiled bun on top of her head formed an unimaginable contrast with her body full of sinewy muscles. Her snowy-white back, however, was held straight. Her feet gently tiptoed on the ground, her sturdy thighs and calves squeezing against each other. Her distinct muscle lines looked incredibly fleshy amidst the shiny fragrant sweat dissipating female scent.
Valentina tilted her head up slightly, raised her eyes, and stared coldly at Chuck. Her voice was still icy cold, carrying a familiar stubbornness.
"I was just afraid you might accidentally smash your hand, came over to shut you up, that's all."
After speaking, she lowered her eyelids, grasped that scorching, thick giant dragon with one hand, and parted her lips. First, she tentatively touched the dragon head lightly with the tip of her tongue, then her entire mouth opened completely, enveloping and swallowing it whole.
"...Mmh."
A wave of numbness washed over Chuck's waist. He couldn't help but tilt his head back, letting out a satisfying sound. But the movements of his hands still didn't stop, continuing to hammer clang clang clang on the forging anvil.
Sparks continuously splashed from the anvil, brushing past the top of her head. Yet Valentina acted as if she didn't notice at all. As her throat contracted, her tongue nimbly wrapped around the dragon body, swallowing and spitting it out stroke by stroke, quite skillfully.
Squelch, squelch.
The hammering sound of forging iron intertwined with the wet sucking sound. The squelch, squelch sounds seemed exceptionally clear in the narrow blacksmith shop.
Just like this, while swinging the hammer, Chuck enjoyed the wonderful service and the beautiful scenery beneath him. He looked down with satisfaction, his large hand gently stroking her fluffy silver hair, which was dampened by sweat and tied in a bun, and praised softly:
"So good."
As these two short words came out of Chuck's mouth, Valentina's body instantly trembled. That face pretending to be cold completely turned entirely flushed red. Her slightly bulging throat couldn't help but let out an unsuppressible hum. Her tense legs trembled violently, and a stream of scalding, transparent water instantly spurted out.
The next moment, the crotch area of the tight shorts she wore on her female-sweaty, fleshy buttocks was instantly soaked over a large patch. The water stain slid silently down the root of her snowy-white thigh, and soon pooled into a puddle on the floor of the blacksmith shop.
...
I don't know how long it took. Valentina—with a few curly black hairs stuck to the corners of her mouth and chin, her eyes bloodshot red, her face covered in tears and snot, white unidentified liquid still remaining at her nostrils and the corners of her lips, holding her swollen and aching throat with unfocused eyes—slowly pushed the door open. Amidst the astonished gazes of the women by the dining table, she walked step by step towards the bedroom.
Outside the house, Chuck, completely refreshed in body and mind, pulled up his pants and returned to the forging anvil, continuing to clink and clang. After a short while, the stubborn forging progress bar before his eyes was finally completely filled.
Just like Valentina's mouth.
Chuck picked up the forged long steel rod and couldn't wait to walk to the corner of the blacksmith shop. Bending down, he picked up the steel halberd head that had already been recast and forged, becoming a full size larger.
After a harsh scraping sound, accompanied by a muffled clack, the head and shaft were connected. The halberd head and halberd shaft once again seamlessly merged into one. And this time, the materials of the two were finally completely identical.
A halberd head with increased size and weight naturally had to be paired with a harder and heavier halberd shaft. This way, the overall weight of the long halberd wouldn't be unbalanced, and there would be no need to worry about a fragile wooden shaft breaking.
Chuck had finally obtained a truly ferocious and sharp weapon!
Holding the long halberd with one hand, Chuck braved the scorching sun of the extreme heat weather and walked out of the blacksmith shop. On the sweltering stone slope platform, he slowly swung the long halberd in his hand.
Compared to the bronze long halberd initially forged and used when facing the black bear, the current oversized steel halberd made entirely of steel was at least three times heavier. It went from just over ten kilograms originally, to becoming a terrifying killing weapon approaching forty kilograms now.
Such a heavy steel long halberd, if it were an ordinary person, let alone swinging it around as a weapon, even just lifting it up would require considerable effort.
But for Chuck, whose physical stats had already received an overall bonus of more than four times, it was neither too light nor too heavy, just right.
The long halberd, flashing with a cold light, carved an afterimage in the air, bringing a scalp-tingling sound of breaking wind. Chuck casually swung and slashed it a few times. Feeling his arms gradually congesting with blood and his body heating up accordingly, he couldn't help but nod in satisfaction.
Then he went directly below the stone slope platform. Finding a randomly exposed sandstone in the quarry area leading to the southern beach, he gripped the long halberd in his hand tightly, let out a low shout, and thrust straight out!
Crack—
A crisp sound, accompanied by flying rubble and the halberd head sinking into the rock. A wave of joy appeared on Chuck's face. So he gripped the halberd shaft with both hands, exerted force again, and used even more strength to pull this killing weapon out of the stone.
That tiger that once put him in mortal danger, and the crocodile that once killed him...
Relying on his impression of facing them previously, Chuck could already conclude that this kind of power had definitely reached a level capable of posing a threat to them head-on!
But the problem was, the formidable aspect of a lord-class fierce beast wasn't just in strength, but also terrifying agility, territorial advantage, and intelligence that could be called cunning.
The current Chuck, wanting to clear the remaining three in one breath, was still far from being fully prepared.
The weapon was sorted out. Following past routines, next it should be armor's turn.
But this time, besides the diving suit, Chuck didn't plan to make any shields or armor.
After all, for the brown bear and the crocodile, as long as Chuck took one hit, he would highly likely be either dead or injured. So besides slowing down his movements, these things had no meaning whatsoever. Traveling light wasn't forced, but the only choice.
But this didn't mean Chuck absolutely had to walk on a tightrope. After all, the current him was different from the past...
He was no longer alone.
After starting high-intensity workouts following Chuck, Valentina's physical stats were also visibly enhancing slowly. And her exclusive bonus not only could share his potion bonus margin, but could also provide him with a continuous taunt aura.
And all these were bestowed by the workbench cheat.
That is to say, under the condition of openly and honorably challenging a lord-class fierce beast, bringing Valentina along to gang up on it is a completely game-rule-compliant approach!
He himself holding the long halberd, traveling light, going all out to deal with the fierce beast. While Valentina uses her best tree-climbing skill, hiding at a mid-to-long-range position for support.
She didn't need to cause too much lethality. As long as she could harass the lord-class fierce beast while Chuck was dealing with it, even just a momentary loss of balance or distraction could become his opportunity to launch a fatal attack.
However, in this situation, throwing spears—which have a relatively close attack range and relatively low accuracy—might no longer be suitable...
A bow or crossbow.
Even... a sniper crossbow equipped with a scope!
If such a sharp weapon could be crafted, it would also perfectly suit this silver-haired woman's former identity as a soldier on the modern battlefield. It could also reuse the remaining materials from the previously scrapped ballista.
Warrior + Archer?
An absolute combination where 1+1 is greater than 2.
...
Arriving under the water tower, taking a shower with the cold water from the water pipe. After washing off the dirt on his body, Chuck didn't continue busying himself aimlessly under the scorching sun either, and leisurely returned inside the house to take a nap.
In the afternoon, after Valentina got up from her nap, Chuck described his idea to her in detail.
"Mmh... a sniper crossbow? Indeed a very good idea."
After hearing Chuck's idea, Valentina naturally nodded in agreement, and couldn't help but feel excited in her heart as well.
After all, in the previous two important battles, she was either responsible for backup or directly left behind to guard the house. She barely managed to help Chuck with anything. Although she didn't say it verbally, she still felt somewhat suppressed in her heart.
But hearing Chuck's description this time, it seemed that in future battles, her strength could finally have a place to be utilized.
And it was even in shooting, an area she was quite confident in.
So when Chuck finished saying he planned to make a sniper crossbow for her, Valentina couldn't help but ask: "Then is there anything I can help with?"
"You really can't help with this."
With his hands behind his back, lazily lying at the head of the bed, Chuck looked at the silver-haired furry woman sitting cross-legged before him, couldn't help but laugh, and shook his head. This immediately provoked a burst of anger from the latter.
"You really want to pick a fight, don't you?"
Chuck spread his hands: "I'm not picking a fight. People have different strengths. I'll just do this kind of handicraft work myself. Just do your part like before, and that'll be enough."
"..."
Although unconvinced in her heart, regarding Chuck's sound argument like this, Valentina really couldn't refute it. She could only lower her head in annoyance.
The next second, a large hand grabbed her wrist. Amidst her astonished expression, it yanked her entire body forward, finally stuffing her into that solid, warm embrace.
"To me, you are always trustworthy. So no need to feel embarrassed. In this world, there probably isn't a woman stronger than you."
"..."
Valentina subconsciously struggled for a bit, but quickly quieted down amidst Chuck's voice.
A long while later, she even proactively reached out her hand, gently hugging Chuck's waist, burying her cheek in the crook of Chuck's arm. Even when Chuck gently stroked her hair, she didn't resist in the slightest.
That docile appearance, was just like a completely tamed female leopard.
...
Half an hour later.
The atmosphere of tender embrace from just now, had vanished without a trace at some point.
On the large bed, Chuck was pinning Valentina beneath him. One hand gripping the bedboard, the other grabbing the coiled silver bun at the back of her head. He pressed her cheek fiercely against the bedboard, ruthlessly slamming his waist against her sturdy fleshy buttocks time and time again.
Accompanied by every wide-open, forceful movement, her well-defined abdominal muscles were pushed up into a clear outline by the giant dragon time after time, constantly deforming with every impact.
Couldn't be helped, with a beauty in his arms, and the atmosphere reaching this point, not fucking was really not Chuck's style.
And Valentina, who had just had her mouth cleared by Chuck, and upon waking up was having her backdoor cleared by Chuck again, could only have one cheek pressed against the bedboard deformed. While biting the bed blanket tightly, her nails also digging deep into the fleece material, she let out muffled, whimpering groans amidst Chuck's powerful and heavy impacts.
That pair of size 42 large white feet curled backward, convulsing crazily in the air. Her toes stretched straight and then curled fiercely. Her snowy back with distinct muscle lines would tremble violently with Chuck's every deep thrust, covered in large patches of sweat.
Chuck let out a low growl and accelerated his speed. Finally, his waist slammed down fiercely, the giant dragon completely sinking to the deepest part. From the inside, it pinned her abdominal muscles firmly against the bedboard, then irrigated with large patches of thick, scalding liquid.
Squelch—squelch—
Until the precious energy essence was all scalded into Valentina's flower bud pulse by pulse. Valentina, in violent spasms, rolled her green eyes completely back. Biting the bed blanket, she let out a whimper suppressed to the extreme. Her toes spread wide, her expression finally completely broke down. Covered in tears and snot, she collapsed paralyzed on the bed, completely fainting away.
Chuck withdrew and retreated. He took two linen towels from Tang Yumo's hands, who had been standing by the window waiting for some time. He stuffed one into Valentina's buttock cleavage which was gurgling and leaking fluid, and casually wiped the sticky residue from the giant dragon with the other. Then he flipped out of bed, swaying it like this, while leisurely coming to the dining table.
And under the gazes of a group of harem members with flushed cheeks, he sat down casually on an empty bench as if nothing happened.
"Darling seems to be exceptionally favoring Sister Tina today... making me almost jealous."
A soft jade foot suddenly reached out from under the table, provocatively resting on Chuck's knee. The latter unceremoniously reached out to grab it, kneading it while looking at Julia's exquisite, soft, and charming green eyes and smiled.
"Just a whim. Anyway, having nothing to do, whoever wants it, we can go into the room right now."
"Hubby, it's hot now, and you just stayed outside for so long. Forcing yourself to continue isn't very good. Why don't you wait until tonight?"
The beautiful mother housekeeper Yitong walked slowly behind Chuck. With her warm, soft palms, she gently wiped the sweat stains from Chuck's forehead, neck, and chest, while gently massaging the shoulders that were somewhat sore and swollen from forging iron just now.
Across the dining table, Janet, who was sitting with her plump legs crossed, leisurely sipping tea holding a cup, also cast a teasing glance upon hearing this.
"That's right, and Baby, don't forget, you promised those two girls in advance for tonight. If you can't get it up then, wouldn't you lose face?"
"Can't get it up? Me?"
Hearing this, Chuck immediately curled his lips. He looked at the mature Western mare across from him with spring in her beautiful eyes, the corners of his lips curling up slightly, and issued a "threat" that instantly made the latter's legs wet and overflowing.
"Just for this sentence you just said, tonight I'm going to continue fucking your back, fucking you until you scream and beg for mercy."