Even though the women from the north of the island shared the ability to be nourished by Energy Essence through Julia after becoming followers.
The number of times they had experienced it was worlds apart from the primary harem members like Julia.
Even to this day, Chuck's giant dragon and his combat prowess were for them...
Still nothing short of terrifying.
"Eeeeeeeeeee!!!"
The poor little flight attendant screamed shrilly, her face crimson, while her straight, seductive legs convulsed. As her toes curled and spasmed, a large spray of transparent juices erupted and splattered onto the floor.
Looking at her completely defeated state, Chuck, covered in sweat, smacked his lips with lingering desire.
Even though he had erupted no less than ten times today, having this last shot stuck in the magazine truly made his heart burn with a restless fire.
Starting from after lunch, Chuck had initiated a day of crazed, consecutive battles.
He first returned to the master bedroom with Julia, pushing her down against the headboard and pounding her in a wild, expert foot-clamping breeding style. The blonde Western mare screamed in happiness, losing her mind as she squirted wildly as usual.
Next, he had Gu Yitong lean over the edge of the bed, raising her mature, fleshy buttocks high as he slammed into her violently; the gentle, mature mother was soon crying and panting, fainting away amidst a spray of milk.
Gu Momo, after watching her mother's entire battle, was held face-to-face on Chuck's lap; like a human cup, her lower abdomen bulged repeatedly as her wide eyes and petite body trembled together, welcoming an ultimate climax.
Kaede and Kaoru were intertwined by Chuck, listening to each other's wanton cries while collapsing under his alternating attacks.
Valentina was pinned against the wall, fiercely impaled in a standing position, her abdominal muscles spasming and her toes barely touching the ground as she let out female whimpers.
The mature Western mare Janet was lifted by Chuck from the front, her fleshy legs and peach-butt shaking wildly as her sensitive backdoor completely surrendered and begged for mercy under Chuck's ruthless clearing.
Finally, Jiang Qi, acting as the wrap-up for the main group, was held on Chuck's lap with her jade feet raised, letting out sweet moans as she was completely filled to the brim.
Fucking one after another, finishing one and moving to the next.
The more he faced these rainy days with nothing to do, the more Chuck felt his almost limitless energy; under his terrifying "cooldown" speed, he could practically reverse the electricity meter. Even after consecutive eruptions, he only needed a brief rest and some nutrients and water for the magazine to rapidly reload.
When he stepped out of the damp, steamy master bedroom, the sisters Lee So-yeon and Lee Na-eun, Liu Siyao, Nicole, Sofia, Matsuzaka Emi, and the currently convulsing He Xiaoyu had all been thoroughly defeated and subjugated by Chuck's giant dragon.
But therein lay the problem: compared to the main harem, the combat power of these women was too weak. After a full round, the combined efforts of six women had barely allowed Chuck to erupt twice.
He Xiaoyu, the closer for the entire group, was particularly disappointing; she let Chuck's final shot get stuck halfway—neither going up nor coming down.
It was truly uncomfortable.
Shaking the giant dragon that was still scalding hot and glistening with moisture, Chuck's burning gaze crossed the temporary battlefield made of several single beds pushed together and looked at Wang Xinrui, who was huddled in the corner with a crimson face.
The moment she made eye contact with him, her thin shoulders trembled violently, and a "DANGER" sign practically appeared over her head.
At this moment, only one short thought occupied Wang Xinrui's mind.
It's over.
I'm about to get fucked.
Five minutes later.
"Ahhh! It's no good! It's no good, Big Brother Chuck!!!"
Wang Xinrui's delicate face was already a total mess of tears; tears, sweat, and saliva blended into one. Her well-proportioned legs kicked and trembled in mid-air, her toes curled tightly and her soles turned white from tension, yet she could not break free from Chuck's iron-grip hands.
Chuck held her deathly tight, lifting her entire body into the air like a ragdoll. His waist thrusted fiercely, every hit deep and heavy, creating a loud slap-slap sound and splashing juices, pushing her lower abdomen into a high bulge time and time again.
To be honest, Chuck hadn't refused to give her time and opportunity, but because Wang Xinrui was so slow and hesitant, her wish to "get to know each other before dedicating herself" ultimately failed to come true.
Chuck, currently in a state of high arousal, didn't care about any of that; he directly and ruthlessly forced his way through her virginity. The initial tearing pain almost made her faint on the spot, but the following violent offensive made it impossible for her to lose consciousness; she could only endure and beg for mercy.
"I really can't take it! Spare me, ahhh!!"
Accompanied by her scream, high-pitched to the extreme, Chuck's hands finally locked onto her slender waist and gave a fierce upward thrust, as if trying to nail her entire body through.
Wang Xinrui's pupils dilated instantly, her legs stretched taut. The scalding, thick Energy Essence was ruthlessly injected into her body. Her frame spasmed violently like she'd been electrocuted, and juices mixed with blood sprayed out wildly, leaving the bedboards a mess.
Chuck showed no mercy, continuing to pin her firmly to his hips until the very last bit of ammunition was cleared. Only then did he let out a satisfied sigh and slowly release his grip on her soft waist.
Squelch—thud.
As the giant dragon withdrew, Wang Xinrui slumped onto the bed like a pile of mud. She had long since lost her senses, her eyes rolled back, and her tongue lolling out slightly as she fell into a deep coma.
[Prompt: Detected that you have become companions with a member of the opposite sex. Detecting...]
[Name: Wang Xinrui]
[Age: 21]
[Various Conditions: Appearance Score 8.5, Measurements 87/58/90, Romantic Experience 0]
[Comprehensive Evaluation: 8.6!]
[Regrettably, this companion does not meet the standard!]
[Current Pending Follower: Wang Xinrui]
Looking at the Henan girl beneath him, who was finally and completely conquered, and the light screen floating before him, Chuck couldn't help but smile helplessly. He gently took hold of one of her small feet, which was still soaked in sweat and twitching occasionally.
The feel was warm and moist, with a fine matte texture like a mature woman's, but even softer.
Chuck remembered Wang Xinrui once saying she came from the countryside and had helped with farm work since she was a child; it seemed that wasn't a lie.
The first exchange with her tonight felt pretty good, though the dialect was indeed hard to keep a straight face through. As for the girl's painful screams, Chuck ignored them because he knew all too well that it was only temporary pain.
After a few more times, that pain would turn into pleasure, and the screams of mercy would turn into wanton moans.
"Not good, not good" would likely turn into "Good, good, good."
If Chuck remembered correctly, the last time his base physical attributes increased was about four days ago.
After that, just as he had predicted, his base physical attributes eventually stalled at 1.55, having basically touched his body's natural limit. It was difficult to improve further.
Day 25 of the countdown, early morning. Chuck opened his eyes amidst the cluster of jade bodies. No light screen appeared before him, and he understood why.
Similarly, after two days of underwater training with Valentina, Chuck's diving skills were now essentially proficient.
There was less than a month left on the countdown.
It was time to take the final step toward the end of the game.
For the third time, he would head to the volcanic summit to take revenge on the crocodile that had once killed him!
Regarding the strategy for hunting the giant crocodile, Chuck still didn't make too many plans. Similar to the brown bear hunt, he would be the main attacker while Valentina provided long-range harassment. Once the crocodile was successfully wounded and driven into the lake, Chuck could immediately dive in to pursue it.
Simple and crude, but for Chuck—who had evolved once again since the bear hunt—this was likely the most effective strategy.
After breakfast, he and Valentina each rested and adjusted themselves before leaving the stone slope platform with their gear.
By now, most of the women in the house knew exactly what was happening when such a situation arose. They vaguely sensed that something significant was reaching its conclusion.
So, although their hearts were as nervous as ever, they didn't show it. They stayed focused on their tasks while silently praying for Chuck.
Ascending the volcano with Valentina, they stopped at the hot spring platform. Chuck climbed to the summit first, vigilantly scanning the nearby lakeshore. After confirming no threats were close, he took several items from his back and laid them on the ground.
Diving mask and air cylinder, the massive steel halberd, diving fins, and a roll of hemp rope as wide as a wagon wheel.
Chuck first found a clear spot and took out a metal rod sharpened on one end that was tied to the rope. He grabbed the iron hammer at his waist and slammed it into the ground.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
After dozens of strikes, the nearly half-meter-long metal rod was driven almost entirely into the earth. Chuck yanked the rope to ensure it was foolproof, then set the hammer aside. He turned to glance at the summit lake, which had begun to show irregular ripples, warily picked up his massive halberd, and kicked the rest of the rope down toward the hot spring platform a hundred meters below.
Then he focused his full attention on the surface of the lake.
Whether because it wasn't sure of itself or because it wanted to wait for Chuck to get closer, the shadow beneath the lake surface merely circled back and forth after appearing. It clearly sensed Chuck's arrival but did not launch a reckless attack.
This suited Chuck perfectly.
Three minutes later, Valentina's figure appeared.
After she climbed to the summit, her gaze swept across the area. Her green eyes beneath her silver hair showed a brief flash of shock at the extraordinary scenery, but she quickly returned to a state of focus and calm.
She turned around, grabbed the end of the hemp rope Chuck had just secured, and began pulling rapidly. In moments, the end that had been dangling a hundred meters below was in her hands.
Valentina walked quickly behind Chuck and rapidly coiled the rope three times around his waist, tying a solid, permanent knot.
the whole process was seamless. Chuck didn't even speak; he just held the halberd, his eyes locked on the restless shadow beneath the lake surface.
Fortunately, everything was going according to plan.
Finally, the rope around his waist was secured. Valentina knelt on the spot next to the metal anchor, took the repeating sniper crossbow from her back, propped up the bipod, and took aim.
Only then did Chuck, halberd in hand, slowly step forward.
Sensing his approach, the shadow beneath the surface began to grow agitated, gradually rising. Finally, with a loud splash of water, a terrifying and hideous form emerged by the shore.
Over five meters in length, a thick torso, dark and chilling scales, and a horrifying, bloody maw.
Chuck wasn't sure what species this crocodile was, but he knew that as a top predator among amphibians, freshwater crocodiles didn't usually reach such exaggerated sizes as saltwater crocodiles. Yet this monster in the freshwater lake clearly possessed a build even more terrifying than a saltwater crocodile.
But this doubt only flashed through Chuck's mind for a second. At this stage, he wouldn't dwell on such things; he only wanted to claim victory and avenge his previous death.
After making eye contact with Chuck, the giant crocodile's scarlet vertical pupils showed unmasked frenzy and bloodlust. Clearly, as a Lord-class beast with intelligence, it remembered this hateful bipedal creature that had teased it twice and escaped before its eyes.
When enemies meet, there's no need for words—the battle began immediately.
Whoosh—
A sharp crossbow bolt pierced the air, embedding itself deep into the crocodile's armor, but it failed to breach that rough, hard defense.
"Suka!"
Valentina rapidly worked the lever to reload, her heart turning cold.
This battle today was supposed to be the last time this sniper crossbow would be useful, but she hadn't expected this result right at the start.
The bolt hadn't hurt the giant crocodile; instead, it provoked it. However, due to the taunt effect of the "Natural Wildness" bonus, it could only roar and crawl rapidly toward Chuck, who stood in its way, opening its hideous, bloody jaws.
With the aid of the daylight, Chuck finally clearly saw the crocodile's fangs and massive mouth—it could practically swallow a person whole. If it bit any part of his body, he would likely be tossed into the air and torn apart in the next instant!
Chuck thrusted the halberd forward, but the giant crocodile dodged nimbly, and its tail—covered in heavy scales and as thick as an adult man's thigh—came sweeping toward him!
This move again!
Chuck remembered it vividly. He had fallen to it before because he lowered his guard after landing a hit, only to be ambushed by the tail. A single strike to his head had knocked him unconscious, leading to his death.
Once bitten, twice shy. Having learned a lesson at the cost of a life, how could Chuck not be prepared?
He quickly leaped up. Instead of retracting the halberd, he used the momentum to raise it over his head. At the same time, his arm muscles bulged, and Blood Qi Mastery was activated. The forty-kilogram steel halberd, like a terrifying long club, swung down through the air toward the giant crocodile's head!
"I'll give your head a smack too, let's see if you can take it!"
The halberd, as the perfect answer Chuck had arrived at when choosing his primary weapon among swords and staves, combined the advantages of multiple weapons. It could thrust, it could hook, and it could also slash!
A base physical attribute of 1.55, a 240% potion bonus, and a 50% localized reinforcement from Blood Qi Mastery, combined with a forty-kilogram steel halberd.
In this strike, Chuck used his full strength. It was the culmination of all the blood, sweat, and effort he had put in over this past period!