As expected.
At this point, Chuck had figured out the pattern of the beast distribution on this island.
Every large predator had its own territory.
And within each territory, there was likely one such Flower of the Other Shore.
They would guard the flower and attack any creature that trespassed into their domain.
If Chuck could kill them, he would get their flesh and heart, which could be synthesized with the Flower of the Other Shore into a special potion!
[Special Material Collected - Flower of the Other Shore (Blue) × 1]
[Synthesis Tip: The Blue Flower of the Other Shore contains spiritual energy. Refining it with a specific animal heart in the Workbench can synthesize a special potion that enhances mental faculties!]
Mental faculties?
Although he anticipated that this potion might be different from the last one, he hadn't expected it to enhance mental abilities.
But how would mental enhancement manifest?
Well, he would find out by trying it.
Chuck was curious but didn't waste time. He immediately put the pale blue glowing flower and heart into the Workbench.
[Workbench Input: Clouded Leopard Heart × 1]
[Can be refined with the collected Flower of the Other Shore (Blue) to create Special Item: Potion (Blue) × 1]
[Estimated Synthesis Time: 1 minute. Start Synthesis?]
So this "Hakimi" was a Clouded Leopard?
Chuck nodded in understanding, then promptly forgot the name.
He pressed the synthesis button, and the resulting light cluster was, as expected, pale blue.
While the one-minute countdown was running, Chuck looked again at the alchemy panel of the Workbench.
The Flower of the Other Shore was divided into three colors: Red, Blue, and Yellow.
He knew the Red Flower Potion enhanced physical qualities, and the Blue enhanced mental qualities.
So, what would the Yellow one enhance?
The soul? Or some kind of special superpower?
Chuck's imagination ran wild, and the minute passed quickly.
[Potion (Blue) × 1, Synthesis Complete!]
The blue pill appeared in Chuck's hand. Besides the color, it looked no different from the Red Potion he had swallowed before.
This time, Chuck didn't hesitate at all. He tipped his head back and swallowed it whole.
The pill melted instantly in his throat, sliding down his stomach like mint water.
Initially, nothing in his body changed, but having experienced this once before, Chuck wasn't anxious. He simply closed his eyes and patiently waited for the change.
Finally, the change began.
Unlike the heat from the Red Potion, the first sensation this time was a cooling one.
It started from his brow and slowly spread across his entire scalp, sinking deep into his brain…
It felt like a pair of gentle, cool hands softly massaging every cell of Chuck's cerebral cortex, making him feel a refreshment he had never experienced before!
One minute later, Chuck opened his eyes.
The world before him suddenly became a few shades clearer.
Not only that, the sounds of insects in the forest and the wind rustling the branches were all more distinct in Chuck's ears than before.
In addition, his sense of touch, smell, and taste were all heightened.
It was as if all of Chuck's senses had been amplified at that moment.
[Number of Potions Consumed: Blue × 1]
[Congratulations! Under the effect of the Potion, your Mental Faculties have increased by 20% across the board. Keep up the good work!]
[Tip: Mental Faculties refer to the comprehensive qualities of the brain and nervous system, including reaction time, memory, perception, and coordination.]
So, the enhancement of mental faculties referred to the evolution of the brain and nervous system!
Chuck realized the truth.
He raised his hands and wiggled his fingers slightly, feeling a noticeably more precise control over his body.
Closing his eyes, the shameful scene of Gu Yitong kneeling naked before him earlier flashed through his mind. He could even recall the general outline of her shyly inverted nipples.
His memory had genuinely improved!
This completely different sense of metamorphosis from the Red Potion made Chuck even more delighted.
And this was only a 20% increase.
If he were to take a few more Blue Potions in the future, to what extent could his perception and memory evolve?
"Does getting stronger really require fighting for my life?"
Letting out a long breath, Chuck turned around and saw that the sky was starting to darken.
He walked towards the Hakimi's corpse behind him.
Regardless, this exploration trip today was a perfect success.
Although the Hakimi's fighting strength was considerable and left Chuck with some injuries, its size was small, weighing no more than twenty-five kilograms. Therefore, there was no need to process it on the spot like the wild boar. Chuck simply carried it over his shoulder and brought it back.
By the time he returned to the rock slope platform, it was already evening.
"…Chuck?"
Julia was sitting by the fire, adding water to the clay pot with a bamboo tube. Hearing footsteps behind her, a look of delight immediately appeared on her face, and she got up to greet him.
But after only a few steps, she saw Chuck's appearance, and the smile on her face froze.
"Oh my god… you're bleeding so much!"
Her voice instantly turned frantic. She rushed over, looking at Chuck's blood-stained, claw-marked shirt, her face turning pale.
"Don't worry, Julia, it's just surface wounds."
Chuck comforted her softly, then suddenly raised an eyebrow, feeling that this scene was quite familiar.
The last time he was scraped on the arm while making a hasty retreat from the wild boar in the jungle, they had a similar conversation when he shamefully returned to the cave.
However, unlike that time, Chuck was returning today as a victor, bringing back the prey he had personally killed.
"Forget about that, look what this is."
Chuck smiled, then flipped the Hakimi's carcass from his shoulder onto the ground.
"What the f**k…"
Julia's attention had been focused on Chuck's wounds, and she hadn't noticed he was carrying a large cat on his shoulder. She was first startled, then bent down to look, a hint of surprise appearing on her face.
"Oh my god, Cheeseburger Leopard!"
Chuck was about to say it would be their blanket tonight, but after hearing Julia's slightly broken Chinese-accented English, he thought he had misheard.
He scratched his head and asked, "What kind of leopard did you say?"
"Clouded Leopard, what's wrong? Don't you recognize it?"
"...Alright, just wait for me to process it first."
"Hey! No, let me take care of you first! Take your shirt off."
Julia's face suddenly looked fierce as she glared at him, then gently but firmly pulled Chuck over to the shelter.
The two sat down on the spread-out wild boar hide. The foreign woman took out a few pieces of the medicinal herbs she had prepared for Chuck's wounds before, chewed them in her mouth as before, and then smeared them onto a simple bandage made of torn cloth and palm fiber.
Chuck was a bit surprised by this.
Tearing the valuable cloth into small pieces and then tying them with fibers ripped from palm leaves—this was a good idea for bandaging wounds, as it increased breathability and saved material.
"When did you make these?"
Chuck looked at the foreign woman kneeling beside him, carefully bandaging his wounds, and asked curiously.
"You mean this?"
Julia raised her long golden eyelashes, her sapphire-like eyes glancing at him. Then, her soft fingertips gently poked the bandaged area on Chuck's back, causing him to grimace instantly.
"F**k, what was that for?"
"Wow, Chuck, you can feel pain after all."
Julia complained softly, then sighed slowly.
"When you insisted on looking for trouble with the wild boar before, I already guessed that you'd probably be getting hurt often, so I had to figure something out, didn't I?"
Hearing Julia's words, Chuck understood, and his heart was slightly touched.
How was this foreign woman starting to feel increasingly wifely?
Not bad.
"Give me a kiss."
Chuck leaned in, wanting to taste Julia's mouth, but she nimbly dodged him, giggling.
"Haha, stop it. Let me treat your wounds first."
"It's fine, it won't take long."
Chuck persisted. The foreign woman gave up and opened her small mouth.
Their tongues tangled, saliva exchanged. While Julia responded, her small hands finished bandaging Chuck's last wound. She finally collapsed powerlessly in Chuck's arms, letting him take whatever he wanted.
The two continued to kiss passionately. The intensity of their make-out session grew, and Chuck's hands gradually became less obedient, kneading her soft, full mounds and her firm, elastic buttocks without any thought of controlling his strength.
A soft moan escaped Julia's nose. Just as Chuck was about to push her down, her reason briefly took over. She forcefully pulled back, looking at him helplessly.
"Chuck, what do you want to do?"
"That."
Hearing that, Julia playfully slapped him.
"Hey, that's not what I meant. I mean, what are you trying to accomplish?"
"Your pussy."
Such coarse and direct language first made her pause, then she rolled her eyes at Chuck, giving him a beautiful, yet annoyed glare, complete with an international gesture.
"F**k you."
"Oh yeah, come on."
Seeing Chuck's rogue behavior, Julia sighed in resignation.
"Hey, didn't we agree? We have two more days."
"I'll just rub, I won't go in."
"…"
Just as Chuck was about to completely lose control, Julia's gaze suddenly shifted.
"Hey! Did you forget we still have work to do? If we don't process the meat quickly, it will spoil!"
Honestly, if this were yesterday's Chuck, he might have ignored everything in the heat of the moment and simply pushed Julia down.
But the Blue Potion he took earlier boosted his mental faculties by 20%. While his senses and nerves were fully enhanced, his control over his bodily desires seemed to have also improved.
But was this a good thing?
Chuck slowly withdrew his hand that was gripping the foreign woman's tits. He slowly stood up, lifted the Hakimi carcass again, and instructed the flushed Julia: "Then, just like last time, build two smoking racks and keep the fire burning strong."
"Oh… okay."
Seeing Chuck actually regain his composure instantly, the foreign woman, still slightly flushed, slowly got up and replied obediently.
But for some unknown reason, she felt a strange emptiness inside.
Processing the Hakimi was much easier than the wild boar.
The most useful part was definitely the Hakimi's skin. Unlike the wild boar hide, this was fluffy and soft. Once peeled and cleaned, it would be perfect for warmth at night.
After so many days of survival on a deserted island, they finally had a blanket.
As for the rest, the Hakimi's teeth, though sharp and pointy, were too small to be used as a weapon, and the Workbench gave no synthesis tips, so they would just be kept as a souvenir.
And as everyone knows, Hakimi meat isn't tasty, and being a carnivore, its meat is full of parasites and must be cooked at high temperatures for a long time before consumption.
But out here in the wild, these few dozen pounds of meat were a good supplement to their food supply, so it wasn't good to waste it. However, the internal organs would not be saved this time.
Working together, it took them over an hour to finish processing the Hakimi before nightfall. All the meat was sliced and hung on the smoking racks.
The clay pot was filled with some supposedly fragrant and de-fishy herbs that Julia had found, covered with a lid, and stewed together with a pot of Hakimi meat.
While the meat was stewing, Chuck pulled out his phone.
Sure enough, there was an unread message from Gu Momo.
[Momo the Great]: Thanks, thanks to your help, Mom and I can finally eat meat.
[Momo the Great]: But Mom has been spacing out ever since she came back today. She often doesn't hear me when I talk to her and seems out of it. Did something happen?
Chuck smiled, carefully considered his words, and then replied.
[Me]: I guess letting go of her self-respect to accept help from others is still a bit hard for her.
[Me]: But it's okay. You keep trying to make her come to me for help. The more times she does it, the more used to it she'll get.
The message was sent, and only a few minutes later, Chuck received a reply.
[Momo the Great]: Alright, I'll try to think of a way tomorrow!
Chuck put down his phone, smiling even more broadly.
This is bad.
Why did he feel like he was starting to enjoy being a scoundrel more and more?
After eating and drinking their fill, it was another tranquil night.
Since the kiln fire had died out, it was cooler under the shelter tonight than yesterday, but the Hakimi's hide had been processed.
The two used it as a blanket, lying together on the palm grass bed covered with the wild boar hide, cuddling with the life vests as pillows. It was warm enough.
But the Hakimi's hide wasn't very large. To cover both of them, they needed to lie close together…
Julia was currently facing away from Chuck, held in his arm.
Her slender shoulders and back, and her firm, perky buttocks, fit perfectly against his body, like a seamlessly joined puzzle piece.
The flames that had been suppressed not long ago flared up again.
Chuck wanted to close his eyes and try to suppress the flame with willpower again, but the large flagpole that just rose beneath him suddenly made contact with a mysterious swamp…
The warm, slick dampness, mixed with the friction of hair, instantly startled Chuck.
When did this foreign woman take off her panties?
Just as he was about to speak, he felt her full, peach-like buttocks suddenly flex!
A strong, immediate squeezing sensation made Chuck tremble!
This foreign woman actually deliberately clamped down with her thighs!
The next moment, a slightly hoarse whisper came from in front of him.
"Chuck…"
Julia's legs did not loosen at all. She slightly turned her head, and her blue eyes glittered with barely suppressed desire.
"I remember you said before… you'd just rub, right?"