Chuck woke up early, and similarly, after twelve hours of synthesis, the spoils of his hard work from the previous days were finally ready.
A total of fifty blocks of Sago starch were neatly stacked by Chuck on clean palm leaves.
Each one was a neat square, about the size of a palm, weighing approximately one pound, a creamy white with a faint reddish tint from the Sago trunk. Chuck picked one up and sniffed it; it still had a refreshing woody scent.
Chuck satisfiedly put them away. Not rushing to start the fire and make flatbread, he put on his clothes and headed straight out, walking up toward the steep slope.
He quickly arrived at the rocky beach.
He was eager to know the effect of the Yellow Potion but was also worried that he might lose control and fuck them relentlessly after taking it. Plus, he had a promise to keep with Gu Mòmo yesterday…
So, before things got out of his control, he needed to take precautions.
The good news was that, just as Chuck had expected, scorpions were not hard to find.
After turning over a few large stones, Chuck found a rather large, imposing scorpion. He didn't hesitate, piercing it directly with the bone knife, taking the stinger, and putting it into the Workstation along with the guava leaves he had brought.
[Guava Leaf, Scorpion Stinger detected in Workstation]
[Synthesis complete!]
[Disposable Potion (Scorpion Stinger) ×10: Significantly reduces seed vitality for 24 hours without affecting the quality or fertility of offspring. During the effective period, the probability of contraception can be infinitely close to 100%.]
Chuck raised an eyebrow, looking at the ten small black pellets in his hand, similar to the previously synthesized Snake Gall Potion.
In short, it was a 24-hour male short-term contraceptive pill (side-effect-free version), right?
In that case, it was truly an indispensable companion for fucking on a deserted island.
Chuck pinched a small pellet with his fingers and swallowed it. He smacked his lips, feeling nothing special.
However, the Workstation's description said it only reduced vitality, not capability, so it was normal to not feel anything after taking it.
One potion lasted a whole day, and one synthesis yielded ten pellets, enough for ten days.
This meant one scorpion allowed him to fuck to his heart's content for the next ten days without worry.
Scorpions, awesome.
Wrapping the remaining nine pellets securely in a palm leaf, Chuck couldn't help but ponder.
Since there were many kinds of disposable potions but they all looked like these small pellets, he might need to specifically fire some medicine jars in the future to avoid mixing them up.
With the long-standing potential problem completely eliminated, Chuck returned to the wooden house satisfied.
But the early morning sky, which had just been faintly bright, suddenly darkened without warning.
Soon after, a gentle rain began to fall outside the wooden house.
Pitter-patter…
The three women were still sleeping soundly on the wooden bed. Chuck didn't wake them. He looked at the sky outside and, for some reason, felt a sudden sense of foreboding.
The weather was fine this morning; he had thought it would be a sunny day. Why did it suddenly start raining?
Although it was only a light rain, Chuck didn't take it lightly. He quickly moved the firewood stacked next to the kiln inside the house to prevent it from getting damp and affecting their ability to start a fire for warmth.
He sat by the bed, started the fire, and smiled as he placed a block of Sago starch into the clay pot with water, listening to the rain outside.
Time to make flatbread.
Although he called it flatbread, starch and flour were two different things. Starch had almost no gluten, making it difficult to knead into a large loaf.
Therefore, the most suitable method was to mix it with water, heat it to gelatinize, and then spread it thinly in the pot to make crisp pancakes.
Hence, calling it a "meat sandwich" might not be entirely accurate; if anything, it was more like a pancake meat roll…
But in any case, having a staple carbohydrate was better than anything!
Chuck felt satisfied watching the starch paste gradually set and change color at the bottom of the clay pot.
As the aroma in the pot slowly spread through the wooden house, rustling sounds came from the wooden bed behind him.
The next second, accompanied by a familiar fragrant breeze, a pair of soft, pale arms wrapped around Chuck's neck.
Two soft, round mounds of flesh pressed tightly against his back, and a slightly husky, gentle voice spoke near his ear.
"Hey, Darling…"
Chuck slightly turned his head and saw Julia's exquisite face, still sleepy-eyed and full of tenderness.
He withdrew one hand and gently scratched her soft chin, like teasing a kitten.
"Awake?"
"Mmm…"
Julia adjusted her position slightly, pressing her face tightly against Chuck's shoulder. A pair of long, pale legs hooked around Chuck's front, her rosy-white feet pressing against his lower abdomen, silently exchanging warmth in the quiet.
"I had a nightmare last night. I was a little scared."
Julia's voice was calm but held a slight tremble.
It was clear that the abnormally real experience last night had left her unable to recover from the sadness even now.
Despite this, she still believed it was just a nightmare and had no idea that Chuck had witnessed her every move in the dream, so she could only process her emotions internally like this.
Chuck easily guessed what she was thinking. Although he could not, under any circumstances, mention what he had witnessed last night.
But that didn't mean he wouldn't do anything.
Flipping the pancake in the pot, Chuck turned around, reaching out to support Julia's soft buttocks. Amidst her soft cry, he spun her a hundred and eighty degrees around himself.
Her pale feet rested on his thighs again, her soft chest pressed against his. Chuck placed her small head on his shoulder, continued making pancakes with one hand, and gently stroked her soft back with the other.
"Don't be scared, honey. I'm here."
"I will always protect you."
After last night's event, these words were Chuck's sincere inner feelings.
At these words, Chuck distinctly felt Julia's soft body tremble in his arms, and the front of his shirt on his shoulder immediately became damp.
Then her slender arms hugged him even tighter, as if she wished to strangle his neck.
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Julia slowly loosened her grip. She then slightly arched her slender waist, leaning back, her small hands gently pinching Chuck's earlobes. Her eyes met his tenderly, and a charming smile curved her lips.
"By the way, when did I become your 'honey'?"
"You always have been."
Chuck smiled, then leaned forward, nuzzling his nose into her soft, full chest. This immediately made her giggle. She then leaned in, her moist lips about to kiss him.
"Then let your honey kiss you…"
"Wait, let's eat first."
Chuck quickly raised a finger to press against Julia's soft, tender lips under her reproachful gaze. He then helplessly glanced at the clay pot in his hand. Julia turned her head.
The lust in her eyes abruptly turned into appetite.
"Shit, Darling, that smells amazing!"
The thin, crispy pancake had a woody aroma. Rolled with sizzling, smoked meat and freshly picked wild vegetables, the combination was indescribably delicious when bitten into—refreshing and non-greasy.
Chuck cooked the pancakes while distracted, and Julia helped grill the meat.
Soon, the Gu mother and daughter, who had also woken up, also enjoyed their first carbohydrate meal since arriving on the deserted island.
Food is life. As civilized human beings, they had long left the age of eating raw meat. Whether Chinese or Western, whether rice, noodles, bread, or toast, staple foods were the most crucial part of the human diet.
Although it hadn't been obvious before, their long-term lack of carbohydrates had already caused some adverse reactions in their bodies, the most direct being longer sleep times and less energy during the day.
So, all four of them ate this breakfast with exceptional gusto.
Towards the end, they didn't even need to roll it with grilled meat or wild vegetables; the freshly cooked pancake could be eaten directly, and they didn't find it bland at all.
When the meal was over, Chuck patted his stomach and let out a satisfied burp. An inexplicable wave of fatigue swept over him.
Looking at the three women, they were all sitting, lying, or leaning against his thighs, eyes vacant and faces full of contentment.
Who would have thought that for one breakfast, the four of them would eat pancakes made from a whole three pounds of Sago starch, and all of them, without exception, were suffering from a carb coma?
"Chuck… Thank you. We wouldn't have been able to eat such good food if it weren't for you."
Gu Yitong, despite her drowsiness, stood up and bowed to Chuck to express her gratitude.
Since coming to live under Chuck's roof, she had been very aware of her position. She actively did chores and showed gratitude when receiving favors.
After all, only this made her a good dog.
Chuck waved his hand dismissively. Then he looked down at Gu Mòmo, who was comfortably dozing on his lap, and gently stroked her soft little head.
"Later today, I'm going to take your daughter's virginity. You need to watch the entire time, understood?"
At these words, both Gu Yitong and Gu Mòmo, who was leaning against his leg, instantly froze.
Gu Mòmo immediately covered her face with her small hands, curling up her petite body, her heart pounding wildly in embarrassment.
Gu Yitong looked at Chuck in astonishment, then down at her daughter. Her feelings were a mix of excitement and complexity, but ultimately, she nodded.
"I… I understand."
Chuck nodded, then gently patted Gu Mòmo's slender shoulder, whispering in her ear: "Go to your mother first."
With that, he rose straight up.
Outside the window, the light rain had, without their notice, turned into a heavy downpour, washing loudly against the eaves.
Such weather was somewhat unexpected for Chuck, but it suited his intentions perfectly.
Fucking indoors on a rainy day was a beautiful thing.
He poured himself some water and took out the bright yellow, glowing potion.
Then, he glanced at Julia, who was lying sideways on the bed with eyes full of tenderness. A smile curved his lips, and he put the potion directly into his mouth, tilting his head back to swallow it with water.
Similar to the Red and Blue Potions, the Yellow Potion dissolved into a cool liquid that slid down his throat into his abdomen. Soon, a rush of heat surged deep within his body, heading straight downward…
Finally, the heat gathered between his legs. An intense swelling instantly appeared. Chuck looked down in surprise, finding that his pants had already been unknowingly pushed up into a tall tent.
Is this the power of the Yellow Potion?
Chuck's heart trembled. An unprecedented burning sensation came from his lower abdomen. Since there were no outsiders, he simply pulled down his pants and looked down.
The sight was astonishing.
The little Chuck below was now completely engorged with bulging veins, exhibiting a ferocity he had never seen before with every throb!
Chuck roughly measured it and was surprised to find that his Golden Cudgel, which hadn't noticeably changed since he became an adult, had actually swelled a little more than before.
By standard measurement, the original Chuck was around sixteen-something (cm), barely above average.
But now, it was at least seventeen, even approaching eighteen!
Holy shit, magic potion.
But the biggest change wasn't the Golden Cudgel, but the treasure pouch containing the two golden eggs below.
The pouch was noticeably larger than before. The fullness within it even felt strange to Chuck. Not even when he had been abstinent for a whole month due to busyness, accumulating to the extreme, had he reached such a rich state.
Immediately after, a light panel appeared.
[Number of Potions consumed: Yellow ×1]
[Congratulations! Under the effect of the Potion, your Fertility has comprehensively increased by 20%. Please continue the good work!]
[Hint: Fertility refers to the comprehensive qualities directly related to procreation, such as weapon hardness, erection speed, reloading speed, and magazine capacity. The weapon itself will also slightly increase within a reasonable range (the increase will diminish with subsequent consumption of the Yellow Potion, reaching its limit after four doses).]
[Congratulations! Due to triggering a hidden mechanism by consuming the Potion refined from the Yellow Lycoris Flower in its perfect state, the Potion's exclusive hidden effect is activated!]
[From now on, the Energy Essence you release can be slowly absorbed by your designated exclusive companion — Julia's body, providing nourishment. Effects include but are not limited to: beautification, metabolism boosting, calming and nurturing the spirit, extending longevity, and enhancing mood.]
Holy…
Looking at the information on the light panel, combined with the swelling and heat coming from below, Chuck's breathing and heartbeat reached their peak.
As he pulled down his pants, Julia, who was lying on the bed behind him, also saw his naked backside.
Glancing at the rain outside, the foreign bombshell quickly understood Chuck's intent. Her small face was flushed crimson, her eyes filled with desire, and she stretched out her arms toward Chuck.
"Darling, come here."
Chuck turned in response, and the terrifying weapon suddenly appeared before her eyes.
In an instant, the seduction in Julia's eyes turned into disbelief and astonishment.
"Ah!"
Even Gu Yitong and Gu Mòmo simultaneously gasped, then both turned their heads away, their ears bright red.
"Holy fuck…"
Julia looked at the long gun between Chuck's legs, which was clearly more ferocious and swollen than before. Her face held a mix of excitement and apprehension.
She looked at Chuck, her long golden eyelashes fluttering.
"Darling… why are you so… today?"
Chuck slowly approached the bed, smiling as he climbed on.
"Maybe it's because my honey is too sexy."
Hearing this, Julia was both shy and delighted. She slowly shed her clothes, revealing her exquisite body.
Watching Chuck's increasingly menacing weapon approach, she bit her lower lip, parted her long, pale legs, and her pink, tender feet curled up in a mix of tension and anticipation.
She reached her hand down, her two slender fingers gently pressing on either side of the rosy lips in the jungle. Then, with thin, sticky threads connecting her fingers, she slowly spread herself open under Chuck's burning gaze.
"Be gentle with your honey… okay?"