By the time Julia finished boiling this batch of fiber, hung it up to dry, washed the clay pot, fried the flatbreads for lunch, and roasted the jerky…
This whole process would take at least ten to twenty minutes.
As she had said, it was certainly enough time for Chuck to have a quick round before lunch.
When he stepped inside the wooden cabin, two figures, one large and one small, were lying on the wooden bed: Gu Yitong and her daughter, resting after a busy morning.
Gu Mòmo was currently lying on her side, breathing steadily, seemingly fast asleep.
Gu Yitong, however, for some unknown reason, was sprawled face-down on the wooden bed frame in a slightly awkward position.
Crucially, she was wearing only two pieces of flesh-colored lace lingerie, just like Julia. Her huge, fertile childbearing hips, along with a pair of plump, pale long legs and milf feet, were fully displayed before Chuck.
That wasn't all.
Because of the prone position, it was inevitable that the two mountains of huge breasts on Gu Yitong's chest had turned into literal cushions, compressed against the bed frame by her body. They spilled out like water bags from the sides of her snowy-white chest. It even looked as though, due to this compression, two milky-white damp patches were subtly seeping into the bed frame beneath the masses of flesh…
The sight left Chuck feeling dry-mouthed and his inner fire surging.
He couldn't hold back any longer. Chuck ripped off his T-shirt, was about to unbuckle his pants, jump directly onto the bed, and fiercely thrust into the milf's large ass, when…
His gaze suddenly stopped.
He noticed something unusual.
The fair, almost girlish snowy back of Gu Yitong, who was sprawled on the bed frame, was tinged with an unnatural pink on her upper back.
Chuck's hands froze. He had to temporarily suppress his fire, re-buckle his belt, put his T-shirt back on, and slowly walk to the bedside to lean over and look.
His brow furrowed.
The skin in the horizontal area from Gu Yitong's posterior shoulder to her trapezius and back of the neck was clearly different in color from the skin on her lower back.
Chuck tried lightly resting the back of his hand on it, and he could distinctly feel the heat.
As expected… it was sunburn.
It was probably the stinging pain from the sunburn on the back of her neck that forced her to take off her top and rest in this uncomfortable posture.
Fortunately, it seemed to be only a mild case. Chuck had experienced similar situations before. Even without treatment, such a sunburn would usually heal itself in a day or two with peeling.
However, being on a humid, deserted island, although the chances were slim, if it became infected and worsened, it could be troublesome.
At the very least, he should do some temporary treatment now that the symptoms had just appeared, to ensure the sunburn remained stable and controlled.
Thinking this, Chuck suddenly remembered something. He immediately turned around and hurried out of the cabin.
Julia, who was about to continue working, still had her ears perked up, eavesdropping on the sounds inside the cabin. She was expecting to hear Gu Yitong's soft whines, but instead, she heard Chuck's returning footsteps.
She looked up, bewildered, at Chuck emerging from the cabin. Just as she was about to ask what was wrong, he quickly walked past her, raising a hand to touch the back of her neck in passing.
"Go find a palm frond to cover up. The sun is scorching today. Be careful of sunburn."
After speaking, Chuck quickly walked across the stone slope platform, descended the ramp, and his figure disappeared behind the rock crevice.
Before long, Chuck arrived at the familiar South Beach.
Resources here were scarce. The amount of wild fruits and herbs was not even comparable to East Beach, let alone Southwest Bay…
But as it happened, Chuck remembered there was a plant nearby that he currently needed.
He walked along the beach eastward, passed the coastal cave, and finally reached an area of weathered reef.
This was the easternmost part of the entire South Beach, separated from East Beach by a narrow reef strait. Large amounts of fragmented coral remnants accumulated here, but scattered clusters of salt-tolerant plants grew among them.
During a recent return to the cave, Chuck was suddenly guided here by the Master Botanist perk and subsequently discovered something growing here that was very familiar to him.
Chuck stepped forward, carefully knelt down, and quickly found a few clusters of short, thick, fleshy plants among the weathered coral rock.
Their grayish-green leaves were thick and robust, growing upward in a spiral pattern, with a slightly withered yellow tip. The edges of the leaves had fine but extremely sharp small serrations.
It was aloe vera.
Chuck didn't waste time. He took out his bone knife, carefully cut off a leaf from the outer side of the cluster, and stored it in his storage space.
Aloe vera was already widely known. It was highly effective for treating sunburn, scalds, and even relieving cracked skin. However, it was difficult to find large quantities on the deserted island, so Chuck decided not to harvest these few clusters all at once. Using them sparingly as needed was the long-term approach.
Once the herb garden or farmland beneath the stone slope platform was established, he could consider having Julia transplant them herself, allowing him to benefit from her 20x growth speed bonus and cultivate large numbers.
Having obtained the aloe vera, Chuck quickly returned to the stone slope platform, the entire trip taking less than ten minutes.
Back in the wooden cabin, the mother and daughter were still resting in the same positions.
Outside, Julia had finished boiling the last pot of trunk fiber and was washing the pot, preparing to make lunch for the family.
Chuck slowly walked to the bed and sat down beside Gu Yitong.
The milf mother seemed genuinely fatigued from the morning's busy work and the oppressive heat. Chuck had entered the cabin twice, yet she hadn't noticed, still sleeping soundly in her prone position with her cheek resting on her arm.
Gently parting the black hair stuck to her back with sweat, Chuck took out the aloe vera leaf he had just picked. He slowly cut it open with the bone knife, and the crystal-like gel inside slowly seeped out.
Smearing it onto his fingertips, Chuck gently rubbed it onto the mild sunburn on the back of Gu Yitong's neck.
"Mmm—"
The cool aloe vera gel spread over the slightly red, hot skin, bringing continuous waves of coolness, causing Gu Yitong, still asleep, to let out comfortable, light moans.
Since the aloe vera leaf he cut was quite large, and Gu Yitong's shoulders were not wide, with the sunburn limited to the upper neck area, the gel in the aloe vera was just about fully consumed by the time Chuck had applied it to all the affected areas.
And Gu Yitong's constant, alluring moans completely raised his flag.
Chuck casually tossed away the aloe vera skin in his hand. Looking at the tempting milf body before him, he could finally restrain himself no longer.
He ripped off his T-shirt, unbuckled his pants, reached forward, hooked the sides of her underwear-like bottom, and slowly pulled them down, fully exposing the milf's deep recesses squeezed between her massive buttocks.
Then, he stood at the bedside, his spear towering, his gaze burning bright.
The super concentration enhanced by the blue potion was now entirely focused on that pink, muddy spot.
Suddenly, as if an invisible referee raised a starting pistol behind Chuck and fired, he transformed into a long-jumper on the spot, taking a running start, launching into the air. Mid-air, he became a human missile, with the throbbing, veiny warhead between his legs, aimed straight for the gap between the pale, enormous buttocks…
Clap!
Forceful insertion!
"Woah oh oh oh!!"
Gu Yitong, the milf mother, was sound asleep and completely unprepared. She was suddenly struck by such a forceful airborne impact, followed by an intensely full sensation that instantly filled her completely. Every fold was smoothed out instantly, and the entrance to her innermost sanctuary was fiercely hammered. She was abruptly jolted awake, her pupils shrinking to pinpoints.
In that moment, Gu Yitong's entire plump body arched backward like a large shrimp. She threw back her head and let out a female cry. The pair of large peaks, which had been flattened into meat patties by her own weight, were instantly liberated, causing an astonishing ripple. Her plump calves instinctively hooked back, and her pair of milf feet once again pressed against Chuck's firm glutes. Her curled soles and toes squeezed so hard they almost left marks on Chuck's buttocks.
This move was called the Flying Great Fuck.
In the past, this technique was only heard of in the martial arts world, but no martial artist had ever truly performed it. Even its creator merely used crude sleight-of-hand techniques for sensationalism. This was a source of shame for martial arts practitioners, and Chuck himself felt deeply moved when he first saw it, secretly vowing to strengthen his body and one day truly execute this move to bring glory back to the martial arts way…
The first intense, flood-like wave of stimulation finally passed. The milf mother barely regained her senses. She finally raised her head, her trembling beautiful eyes looking at Chuck pressed tightly behind her. She spoke in a mysteriously alluring, mature voice.
"Husband? W-why…"
"You did great today, so I'm giving you a reward."
Chuck's crotch was firmly pressed against her back, feeling the intense contractions. He smiled and replied softly. Then, he raised one arm, single-handedly gripping Gu Yitong's delicate neck to securely pin her. His other hand suddenly reached forward, effortlessly peeling away the flesh-colored lace bra cover that contained the two massive mounds of flesh on her chest.
As the two water bags bounced free, Chuck unceremoniously pinched the tip of one of the red dates that had just halfway emerged with his fingertips, and then, without warning, yanked it outward.
"A reward? What kind of rewar—EEEEEEHHH!!"
With a sizzle, several white threads once again appeared from Chuck's fingertips. Gu Yitong's half-finished sentence dissolved into a sharp shriek. Her already trembling pupils instantly rolled back, the intense stimulation completely shattering her reason.
At the same time, Chuck's hips began to pound up and down with rapid, rhythmic force.
In an instant, the milf's arched feet kicked wildly, her plump arms flailing aimlessly in the air in front of her. Gu Yitong, beneath Chuck, became a female animal capable only of reacting based on pure physical instinct, completely powerless to resist.
Outside, the aroma of frying flatbreads slowly drifted into the cabin, making Chuck, whose stomach was empty from the busy morning, involuntarily salivate. To save time, his movements accelerated into a frenzy. Yet, even so, he didn't forget to maintain distance from the sunburn on Gu Yitong's upper back.
So, he squeezed to the left, squirted to the right, and sloshed underneath. For a while, water splashed and white foam churned. The intense pounding sounds beside the two sweating individuals had already woken up the sleeping Gu Mòmo. The little girl curled up nearby, involuntarily pleasuring herself.
Outside, Julia listened intently, occasionally peeking through the door and window at the scene inside. Her blue pupils had long turned into wildly bouncing heart shapes. Her pair of long, pale legs were already soaked with wetness.
Suddenly, Gu Yitong took a heavy, deep breath. Chuck, nearing his climax, quickly grabbed her delicate neck. The sudden sensation of suffocation turned Gu Yitong's beautiful face instantly crimson. Her feet kicked violently. The tightness reached its extreme. Chuck roared and emptied his entire load into her. The heat caused her lower abdomen to spasm, and an intense burst of fluid erupted on the spot, splashing onto the bed frame, mixing with drops of white fluid.
A moment later, Chuck released her hand. Gu Yitong, who had just woken up from a nap, collapsed back into sleep like a pile of mud. Seeing this, Chuck turned to look at Gu Mòmo, whose face was flushed and eyes were misty, and smiled, shaking his head.
"Look at your mother. She really is an amateur."
After helping the sleepy Gu Yitong tidy up the battlefield and quickly eating lunch, a "perfectly unremarkable" midday ended in the stifling heat.
The afternoon temperature showed no signs of dropping. To prevent sunburn from happening again, Chuck instructed the three women to continue resting inside the wooden cabin. He, meanwhile, went to the edge of the stone slope platform, using the shade of the cliff face to begin synthesizing the materials he had collected in the morning.
First up were the six clusters of fresh oil palm fruits harvested from the oil palm trees.
Although Chuck had successfully collected resin as he wished, the resin was precious and finite. He had only filled two small clay pots after collecting from an entire Dipterocarp tree, the total weight not even exceeding 500 grams.
Moreover, if he could combine palm oil with resin—using the former to increase fluidity and post-explosion dispersion, and the latter to enhance burn intensity and adhesion—the power would surely be greater than a pure resin fuel!
Not to mention, successfully extracting palm oil would be a huge benefit for future cooking and meals.
So, Step One: Extracting Palm Oil!
According to the previous Workbench synthesis hint, oil palm fruits needed to be combined with a grinding tool and a filtering tool to synthesize the oil palm mixture. Afterward, it would need to be left to settle for a period, similar to synthesizing clay, to obtain crude palm oil.
Chuck's options for a grinding tool were limited. He brought out the clay pot they used for eating. This thing had a moderate capacity, was sturdy and durable, and seemed useful for everything. Chuck was very satisfied with its performance and was already considering firing a few more soon.
As for the filtering tool…
Chuck initially thought of using Julia's torn up piece of clothing, but felt it would be a waste, as fabric was precious. Then, he suddenly remembered that he had seemingly ignored a few synthesis completion prompts while he was vigorously pounding Gu Yitong.
He checked, and sure enough.
[Crude Cord x3, Synthesis Complete!] [Synthesis Hint: Cord woven from fiber. Can be used with a weaving tool to create Crude Fiber Cloth or Crude Clothing.]
Chuck nodded thoughtfully upon seeing this.
Crude fiber cloth would undoubtedly be an excellent filtering tool.
And this way, Julia might finally get new clothes!