Just like everyone else washed ashore by the sea, including Chuck himself, Liu Siyao woke up half a day later in the same bed where she had lost her virginity two nights prior.
After learning the full story from her caretaker, Momo, she seemed to fall into a brief trance; realizing this wasn't the underworld and that she had miraculously survived, she couldn't help but weep.
When Chuck returned home and asked what she had encountered alone at sea after leaving the island, the answer Liu Siyao gave caused Chuck's brow to furrow tightly.
"This concubine only saw a sudden flash of light in the sea, and before I could react, the wooden boat was overturned and sank beneath the waves in an instant... Though I know how to swim, my strength eventually failed me."
A flash of light...
This description matched exactly with the sight he had glimpsed beneath the southern beach when he was building the fishing pier.
The Lord-class BOSSes each had their own functions, and some, besides guarding their territory, had special purposes; for instance, the crocodile's existence was to prevent the giant bird from being ambushed in the rain.
And this cold light underwater, besides claiming the seabed as its territory, likely bore the most important duty of this deserted island... the duty of preventing survivors from escaping!
Chuck's scalp felt a bit numb.
He had a strange feeling, as if the existence that created everything was saying to him—you can choose not to play this game, or you can choose to die, but escape? That is impossible.
Did that not mean that once he killed this Lord-class beast of the seabed, the island would lose its shackles on him... and he could leave this place?
As he thought of this, Chuck's expression turned solemn.
To be honest, Chuck had no desire to leave the island; in fact, he believed staying was better. However, the information gathered from Liu Siyao's words made him realize a crucial piece of intelligence.
A Lord-class BOSS entrusted with such a heavy responsibility was likely the most powerful existence on this entire island!
The true final BOSS of the game!
After this, Liu Siyao finally seemed to accept reality and the explanation Chuck had given her before; she never mentioned leaving the island for Jiangnan again.
She also shed her previous isolated and self-deprecating attitude, beginning to proactively interact and get along with her companions. Through this, she gradually understood many things about the eras following the feudal age.
Culture, technology, and even the internet—a series of things that seemed like fairy tales to a Tang Dynasty merchant—were instilled into her mind bit by bit.
Fortunately, her ability to accept new things was very strong. Through the mobile screen and the few movies, TV shows, and photos stored in the phone's memory, she gradually glimpsed that dream-like era she had never experienced, and inevitably felt a sense of longing.
However, the novelty of the modern world did not dilute the traditions she held in her heart; from then on, she became truly devoted to Chuck and began frequently becoming his "one-night concubine."
Three days later in the evening, Chuck officially bound the follower Liu Siyao to Janet's follower slot. The mature, large-breasted beauty from feudal society thus shared the "Human Rancher" exclusive bonus of the Western mare.
Not only did it provide an additional 10% bonus to the livestock growth aura, but as Chuck had hoped... it gave her the ability to secrete "nectar."
Thus, that night.
Slap, slap, slap, slap...
Chuck stood by the bed, holding his newly acquired Tang Dynasty concubine up in front of him. His giant dragon ruthlessly forced open the two tender folds between her legs, his waist thrusting upward fiercely.
He thrusted deep and heavy without mercy, pushing Liu Siyao's snowy-white, soft lower abdomen into a high bulge time and after time. Her snowy flesh trembled wildly all over. As her beautiful face flushed crimson, her sandalwood mouth hung wide open, and drool slid from the corner of her lips.
Her waist-length black hair swayed violently like waves, and her originally dignified and reserved voice turned completely crazed.
"Ohhh, My Lord! This concubine... this concubine's soul is being thrusted apart!!! Oh hoo... oh hoo ohhh!!"
Liu Siyao's slender, beautiful legs were raised high, her rosy feet trembling violently in the air. Her soles stretched white from tension, and her ten toes curled and uncurled frantically due to extreme pleasure, like ten pink petals shivering in the wind.
A mature woman tasting pleasure for the first time had never experienced such a sensation; she was barely holding onto her sanity by a thread.
Chuck ignored her entirely, remaining a ruthless woman-pounding machine. While slamming into her, he lowered his head to take one of the massive, soft "meat dates" on her chest into his mouth, focused on savoring the taste of Liu Siyao.
It was not in vain that he had anticipated this; this "vintage" from the Tang Dynasty truly had a different flavor. While warm and fragrant, it carried her unique body scent and a strong sweet aftertaste—a rare delicacy indeed.
Unfortunately, poor Liu Siyao was now completely crushed by pleasure under Chuck's offensive. Her hands gripped Chuck's neck tightly, her black hair sticking messily to her sweat-drenched cheeks, her eyes becoming increasingly glazed, and a shallow smile lingering on her lips.
Having never felt such enjoyment in the first half of her life, she felt as if the past thirty years had been lived in vain, to the point she didn't even notice the abnormal changes in her body.
Chuck slammed harder and harder, sucking more and more fiercely. Releasing one side, he switched directions to suck the other side greedily. Accompanied by high-pitched, classical-style bed-creaking moans, he gripped those plump Tang Dynasty buttocks and accelerated further, creating afterimages like a pile driver. Juices splashed everywhere, soaking their bodies and the bed beneath them completely.
Finally, Chuck let out a low roar and jammed the giant dragon firmly into her depths for a total eruption. Liu Siyao's waist jolted, her eyes rolled back, and a sharp, piercing cry erupted from her mouth. Her hands let go of Chuck's neck, and her snowy, plump upper body fell backward, two tits swaying along with two thin white streams of milk.
Chuck caught her body in time, watching up close as her lower abdomen slowly bulged, while massive amounts of thick fluid bubbled and gushed out as he withdrew.
Ultimately, Liu Siyao slumped weakly into Chuck's arms like she had no bones left, and Chuck carried her back to her bed in the artificial cave.
"Baby..."
As Chuck was getting some fresh air on the outdoor bench as per his routine before heading to the bedroom to rest, a familiar female fragrance mixed with the scent of sweat approached. The red-haired mature mare, eyes full of lust and expression lazy, walked toward Chuck with graceful steps, swaying her fleshy, snowy-white body. She gently linked arms with him and sat down at the dining table.
After habitually using the Nettle Potion, the women in the house no longer fell into a complete coma after being satisfied every night. After all, even Momo was now a veteran opponent of Chuck's and had long since grown accustomed to this intensity.
That was why Janet was able to get out of bed at this hour, and it seemed she had something to say.
Chuck reached out to pull this fragrant, soft mature body into his embrace, his other hand unceremoniously fondling the two massive mounds on her chest, wantonly feeling the heavy and soft texture while turning his head with a smile.
"Mmh..."
Janet's azure eyes were like water as she bit her lower lip. The fire of lust that had just subsided was stirred up slightly again, but she looked at him with a seductive smile and spoke slowly.
"What Julia talked to you about... I heard from her... Baby, actually, Mommy... has wanted to become a real mother for a long time now."
As her words fell, Chuck's eyes widened slightly, and he then suppressed the smile on his face, nodding gently.
"In the past, I thought I might be alone forever, but that would be too lonely. I once had the thought of adopting a child from an orphanage, but because work was too busy, I could never make up my mind."
As Janet spoke, she tenderly raised her hand to stroke his chin, her eyes full of love.
"Now that heaven has let me find you, perhaps... it's time for me to conceive a child of our own..."
"Have you talked to Julia about this?"
Chuck did not rush to agree to Janet's request as he had with Julia. Instead, he asked first. After all, even though they were on a deserted island, they were still relatives. Regarding this issue, Chuck hoped to clear any concerns before the plan began.
Of course, it turned out Chuck was overthinking.
"Mmh, that girl even teased me... saying that since I have so much milk, I won't have to worry about the baby not being fed enough after it's born..."
"Haha, that's not exactly a lie."
"...Baby~"
Janet annoyedly slapped Chuck's chest, only to have her lips forcefully claimed by him. She sweetly closed her eyes, her soft tongue responding passionately, only separating with a string of saliva after a long while.
Chuck gently pinched her chin, thought for a moment, and spoke in a low voice.
"Actually, regarding this matter, I already have a plan. It's not just the two of you, but the others as well. I intend to have all of you carry my children."
"Oh... my God."
Hearing Chuck's words, Janet's eyes widened in surprise, but a joyful smile instantly surfaced on her face.
"The house will be so much livelier then~ ...But Baby, why don't you tell everyone?"
"Because now is not the time."
Chuck's finger gently brushed over the soft, light-red stray hairs on Janet's forehead, his expression gradually becoming serious.
"To ensure our future life is never at risk, there are some things I must do. So this matter... needs to wait for another two months."
"...Two months?"
The smile on Janet's face gradually faded. Having witnessed Chuck's struggle with the black bear with her own eyes, she knew exactly what those words implied.
"Baby... so you've been working out so hard lately... for this as well?"
"Pretty much. Keep it a secret."
"Sigh..."
Hearing this, Janet sighed helplessly. She slowly lifted the hand Chuck had around her shoulder and stood up, swaying her massive pair.
"Baby... do you think that by now, even if you and Tina don't say anything, we wouldn't be able to guess?"
As her words fell, it was Chuck's turn to be stunned.
He saw Janet give him a helpless and heartbroken look.
"Baby, don't worry... women aren't as fragile as you think. So go ahead and do what you need to do. Everyone in this house is your backup."
After speaking, Janet turned around and returned to the bedroom first.
Chuck sat at the dining table, withdrawing his gaze from the dim bedroom door, looking at the flickering bonfire before him and the string of red numbers appearing beside it.
49:09:11:32
His fists gradually clenched, and a smile surfaced on his face.
The countdown was already past the halfway mark. He had originally planned to use sixty days to prepare before starting to conquer them one by one, but now everything was progressing smoothly... plus the unknown strength of the underwater BOSS might exceed his imagination, and he might need more time later.
Perhaps he could move the plan forward slightly.
The next morning.
Accompanied by the light screen of the 0.01 physical stat improvement fading away, Chuck's base physical stats reached 1.46.
As Chuck's workout intensity approached its limit, the gains became increasingly faint. Recently, the physical stat improvement screen only appeared every two to three days. It would likely slow down further, eventually reaching a maximum value, likely between the 1.5 and 1.6 Chuck had initially predicted.
Along with the tempering of this past period, Chuck insisted on practicing various slashes and thrusts with his heavy steel halberd every day, gradually adapting to the weight and improving his weapon proficiency.
The same went for Valentina and her sniper crossbow.
With 48 days left on the countdown, Chuck told Valentina his plan to officially launch a hunt against the brown bear entrenched in the river valley north of the volcano. She simply nodded plainly and asked, "And then?"
Thus, they naturally moved into the tactical discussion phase.
In fact, rather than a tactical discussion, it was more about quickly formulating a general combat plan according to long-held strategies, trying to account for unexpected situations that might occur in battle and making contingencies in advance.
But ultimately, just like every time before, they would likely have to improvise and make decisions on the fly.
So the two discussed it briefly, performed a simple simulation in a densely vegetated area of the eastern jungle, and went to bed early that day.
Day 47 of the countdown.
A sunny day, temperature appropriate, humidity as usual.
Chuck woke up in the morning, performed his routine training, had breakfast, did some work, and chopped wood. As they were about to head out, Valentina claimed she had an urgent need and ran to the dry toilet without further explanation.
It seemed even a Russian woman warrior could be dilly-dallying when it came time to leave.
After waiting patiently for Valentina to get ready, Chuck took her and left the stone slope platform, just as they would for a routine wood-cutting trip.
Only this time, the women in the house did not see them off; they even pretended not to notice, continuing peacefully with the work in their hands.
Yet each and every one of them was uncontrollably absent-minded.