"I went to find some things. It's cold today, you should put on your clothes first."
Chuck wasn't surprised by Julia's slightly new endearment for him. He smiled, lightly stroked the back of her head, and pulled her delicate body into his embrace.
It seemed this foreign woman had started calling him that around the third round last night.
It appeared that because the two of them had finally merged, Julia had completely surrendered both her body and soul to him.
Moreover, having experienced the joy of womanhood for the first time, Julia's Trust Level soared. With the continuous light screens that appeared during the pounding session, it eventually reached a terrifying 95 points (Unwavering Devotion).
Indeed, the hardest part about conquering a woman is the process from meeting to falling in love. Once she's hooked, it becomes unstoppable.
"Hmm? Doesn't Darling like to see me like this?"
Julia hugged Chuck's waist tightly, her large white rabbits pressed close to his chest. One pink, delicate foot subtly hooked up behind her, seemingly deliberately showing the sole of her foot to Chuck.
Noticing Chuck's gaze shift, a hint of playful delight flashed across Julia's small face. She lightly raised her head, leaned close to his ear, and whispered: "Darling is a foot fetishist, isn't he? You kept holding them yesterday. Do you like my feet that much?"
"You little tease."
Chuck smiled helplessly, then raised his hand and gave her perky ass a firm slap. He then met her eyes and said menacingly, "If you don't put on your clothes right now, I won't care when you cry in pain later."
"Ouch!"
Julia's body trembled, and she quickly shook her head piteously: "Okay, I was wrong. Sh*t, Darling, you were so crazy last night. I'm still swollen…"
After saying this, she waddled off to put on her clothes, swinging her big butt.
"The weather isn't right today. It's probably going to rain soon. Gather the things nearby, collect extra firewood, and start the fire in the kiln early."
Time was short and the task was urgent. Before leaving, Chuck only had time to briefly instruct Julia.
"Okay!"
Julia nodded obediently as always. Even though she walked with a slight pigeon-toe gait due to Chuck's ravaging last night, she was still quick and efficient in getting to work.
Looking at the foreign woman, a sense of satisfaction rose in Chuck's heart.
Not only was she stunningly beautiful and had a top-tier body, but she was also obedient, gentle, and understanding. She was helpful during the day and revealed her passionate, seductive side at night. She even gave him her first time and innocence.
With such a woman, what more could a man ask for?
Chuck picked up his flint axe and walked down the stone slope to start chopping wood.
It's true that practice makes perfect. Making a wooden bed shouldn't require much wood. In about half an hour, Chuck brought two logs up to the shack. He cleanly trimmed off the branches and tossed them near the kiln, then carefully stripped off the bark with the bone knife.
Finally, two clean logs lay on the ground beneath the shack. Just then, the tool on the workbench was finished crafting.
A flash of white light, and Flint Wedge × 1 appeared in Chuck's hand.
It was slender, about the size of his palm. Chuck fiddled with it, feeling it was just a slightly smaller axe head, but its shape was perfectly symmetrical and felt good in his hand.
So, what should I do next?
Do I have to manually chisel out a wooden bed?
Chuck thought for a moment, then confidently threw the wedge directly into the workbench.
When in doubt, check the crafting prompt.
[Crafting Prompt: The wedge tool made of flint has medium-high hardness. It can be used to process logs or split logs into planks.]
Aha!
Chuck was overjoyed. He immediately picked up a log and tried placing it in the workbench, but then another light screen appeared.
[Prompt: The log is quite large. Processing will require occupying two workspace slots simultaneously. Proceed with processing the log in the workbench?]
Two workspace slots?
Chuck chuckled. That was perfect; he had just enough.
He placed one complete log into the workbench, and a recipe list similar to the tool grinding process appeared again.
And it was another Multiple Recipe prompt!
Chuck roughly scanned the light screen. Besides the basic recipe of processing one log into six planks, there were also basic furniture items like tables, chairs, stools, and wooden cabinets. He could choose any of these as the crafting target, and the materials required were usually only one, or at most two, logs.
It has to be the workbench; everything can be crafted.
His gaze finally settled on [Simple Wooden Double Bed]. It required one log and took two hours to craft.
He pressed craft without hesitation. A large light sphere, bigger than previous crafting light spheres, appeared. It occupied two workspace slots and began a two-hour countdown.
A distant rumble of thunder echoed, and the wind outside the shack gradually grew colder.
Chuck's expression grew serious.
The issue of the bed was tentatively settled, but upgrading the shack to a wooden house with four sealed walls before the storm was impossible.
However, Chuck felt he had done his best before this storm.
From decisively abandoning the cave by the sea to moving to this stone slope platform backed by a cliff, building the kiln for containers, constructing, and upgrading the shack—he and Julia had put in diligent effort for every project, reaching this point one step at a time.
If this was still not enough to withstand a storm, he had nothing more to say.
Thinking this, Chuck felt much more at ease.
He picked up the flint axe and walked down the stone slope to continue chopping trees while the rain hadn't started, preparing to craft the necessary furniture and planks after the wooden bed.
It wasn't until around noon, as Chuck was dragging the fifth log onto the stone slope platform, that he felt a coolness on the tip of his nose.
He reached up and touched it; it was indeed a raindrop.
He immediately turned and called out to the foreign woman, who was still collecting firewood in the jungle below the stone slope.
"Julia! It's raining!"
"Coming~"
The foreign woman didn't hesitate, running up the slope with an armful of branches and dry grass.
Only a few dozen seconds passed between the first raindrop falling from the sky and the dense rain completely drenching the ground.
Chuck didn't dare to delay. He quickly moved the boar hide cloak and the hakki rug that were on the ground onto the four logs placed side-by-side, turning them into a temporary bed.
Julia also moved her stockpiled wild fruits, herbs, and other belongings to a safe place.
Boom—
With a closer rumble of thunder overhead, the initial raindrops instantly transformed into a dense curtain of rain.
Whoosh la la la.
The sound of rain hitting the palm leaves on the shack roof instantly filled the space beneath the shack. The sturdy shack instantly became a reassuring shelter. The entire stone slope platform floor was drenched, but only the area covered by the shack remained dry.
A pot of meat soup was cooking in the clay pot on the fire. Even though the wind blowing in from outside was getting colder, their bodies remained warm.
The two sat side-by-side on the stacked logs, wrapped in the hakki rug, leaning against each other, enjoying the rain view outside while waiting for lunch.
Their current feeling of security was surely a reward for their hard work over the past few days.
However, while they were at ease, others did not seem so fortunate.
The meat soup was quickly ready. Julia, as usual, scooped it into clay bowls, and they enjoyed a late breakfast/early lunch together.
Due to their physical exertion last night and having barely eaten in the morning, they both ate heartily.
Chuck ate quickly too. Since the storm had arrived, there was nothing to do but shelter in the shack with the foreign woman. He figured he might as well seize the moment and continue the unfinished pleasure from last night...
The foreign woman seemed to sense Chuck's intent. While eating, she flushed and lightly pressed the soft sole of her foot against Chuck's instep, fanning the flames in his heart.
Even though her lower body was still swollen and painful, it was already overflowing again. Having tasted the forbidden fruit, the foreign woman simply couldn't resist the transcendent pleasure that made her whole body twitch and her mind go blank.
Just as Chuck finished eating, and placed his clay bowl hastily by the fire, preparing to turn and push the foreign woman down.
A rapid sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside the shack.
Chuck's movement paused. He sighed, looking resignedly toward the stone slope.
He saw their neighbor on the deserted island, Gu Yitong, running towards his shack, completely drenched by the rain. Her black hair clung to her shoulders, and her wet large tits jiggled as she ran clumsily.
He frowned and immediately raised his hand, shouting angrily.
"Stop right there!"
The large cow was about to rush under his shack when she suddenly heard Chuck's sharp command. She trembled and stopped instantly.
She was completely soaked, standing miserably in the rain. Seeing Chuck's cold gaze, she wanted to step forward but dared not. She could only open her mouth pitifully: "I… I need your help with something!"
"Say what you need to say. But I haven't allowed you to come in, so you'd better not trespass onto my territory."
Chuck raised his hand, casually kneading Julia's white rabbit through her T-shirt while coldly speaking to Gu Yitong, who was standing in the rain.
"Mmm uh…"
Julia, already restless, became even more sexually aroused by Chuck's touch. But she then looked up at the woman outside the shack, feeling a surge of displeasure.
She is really in the way.
Even for someone as open as her, it was awkward to engage in that kind of activity with Chuck in front of a woman she didn't particularly like.
But then, an excellent alternative solution occurred to her, one that was perfectly suited for her currently swollen state. Not only would it satisfy the immediate craving, but it would also avoid the pain of aggressive intercourse. She admired her own cleverness, and a trace of excitement flashed across her small face.
She put down her clay bowl, turned around, and knelt directly on the ground. Then, she scooted forward on her knees until she was positioned between Chuck's legs.
Her cheeks were flushed, and her tender tongue lightly licked her lips. Like a greedy little hamster, her small hands impatiently unzipped Chuck's pants, immediately finding the treasure she sought. She parted her lips and, without question, took it into her throat.
"Gulp…"
Hearing Julia's muffled sound in front of him, Chuck raised an eyebrow, then stretched his legs out in pleasure. He braced his arms behind him, leaning back naturally, his gaze still fixed on Gu Yitong, who was being drenched like a wet chicken outside the shack.
Gu Yitong was already anxious and miserable. Then, she saw the blonde, blue-eyed foreign woman suddenly kneel between Chuck's legs right in front of her, her head moving up and down. She was instantly frozen to the spot.
Even though she was still a virgin, she was a mature woman and naturally understood what was happening. She was simultaneously shocked and embarrassed, momentarily forgetting what she was going to say.
Ultimately, the cold rain snapped her back to consciousness. Her beautiful eyes looked at the despicable man shamelessly enjoying the lewd service, and she once again forced her proud head low.
"Please, I'll do whatever it takes. Please let my daughter take shelter from the rain here!"
Her back was bent at a 120-degree angle. Her eyes still held humiliation and despair. Her pair of plump huge tits sagged under gravity like water bags. The wet dress clung to them, revealing large patches of pale skin.
Chuck looked at her in this state, and a smile returned to his lips.
"Then I assume you still remember my rules?"