By the time the sun was high in the sky, both Kaede and Shizuka lay limp on the bed, their bellies slightly distended and glowing with the system's "Energy Essence" notification.
Chuck walked out of the cabin, feeling refreshed. After a simple breakfast, he assigned the women their daily tasks and focused on his next project: the promise he made to Janet.
He had put a lot of thought into the blueprint for the livestock pen. Animals were noisy—chickens cackle, sheep bleat, and "human-livestock" moan. Then there was the smell. He didn't want the pen too close to their living quarters on the stone plateau.
However, it couldn't be too far away either, as he needed to integrate the waste management system for fertilizer and farming. His plan was to process human and animal waste together to provide a steady supply for the greenhouse.
He eventually chose a spot about thirty meters below the plateau, tucked against the cliff wall.
As he walked down the slope to check on the progress, he saw a voluptuous figure with a head of fiery wine-red hair. Janet, the mature "Western Mare," stood before the half-finished structure, her blue eyes filled with shock at the speed of the construction.
Hearing his footsteps, she turned and locked eyes with him. A seductive, knowing smile spread across her plump, red lips.
"All finished with your morning workout?"
"Hmm?" Chuck raised an eye-brow.
"You were certainly energetic this morning. Those two girls were screaming so loud I could hear them from here. You must have given them a hell of a ride." Janet crossed her arms under her massive chest, her heavy breasts spilling over her forearms.
Chuck laughed, his eyes roaming shamelessly over her curvy, mature body. "Not bad. Want to try it yourself?"
Janet raised an eyebrow, her smile widening. Instead of being offended, she stepped forward, bringing with her a wave of pheromone-heavy perfume. She stopped right in front of him and reached up, teasingly pinching his chin with her warm fingers.
"Not yet, little brat," she purred, her voice husky and magnetic. She gestured toward the pen. "Finish what you promised me. Tonight... 'Mommy' will be waiting for you in bed."
Chuck nodded, but he felt the dragon in his pants beginning to stir again.
Janet was different from Julia. Julia had become Chuck's little "slut," but she still acted like an innocent girl sometimes. Janet, however, was a powerhouse. A mature woman with a dominant personality. When she decided to be "thirsty," it was overwhelming. If Julia's "lustiness" was an 8,000, Janet's was at least 10,000.
While she had been wary of Chuck at first, her acceptance of his "invitation" to stay had created a thick, flirtatious atmosphere between them. Especially after that night of "hot dog in a bun" play, where she had him call her "Mommy," she seemed to be leaning heavily into the role. Chuck was becoming increasingly impatient to finally "claim" her.
By midday, the final batch of lime mortar was ready. As the progress bar hit 100%, the structure flashed with light.
[Basic Livestock Pen — Construction Complete!]
[New Blueprint Added: Sturdy Livestock Pen (Rank 5)]
Description: A reinforced and expanded version. Greater area, waterproof, and sturdy enough for large livestock (e.g., Wild Boars, Wild Buffalo).
Materials: Planks x100, Hardwood x20, Lime Mortar x10, Resin x20.
As expected, the basic version unlocked the upgrade. But for now, the pen was empty. Chuck left the inspection and management to Janet. He had "rewards" to collect from her later tonight, but he had more work to do first.
The temperature was rising rapidly. What started as a cool morning had become a sweltering heatwave by noon. It was the fastest temperature spike Chuck had seen since arriving on the island.
He ordered the women back into the wooden cabin to avoid heatstroke, while he stayed below the plateau to think. Livestock was handled; now he needed the greenhouse. He had rare tropical crops in his storage that needed planting.
To unlock the greenhouse blueprint, he needed a steady supply of fertilizer. And to get fertilizer, he needed to solve the "toilet" situation.
He consulted Julia (the botany student) and Janet (the former farm owner). Their suggestion was simple: A Septic Tank.
It sounded disgusting, but it was the most efficient way to process waste. It involved a three-chamber system. Waste enters the first, settles, and the liquid overflows into the second for fermentation. By the third chamber, you have high-quality liquid organic fertilizer.
Julia also suggested a Compost Bin for solid waste like leaves, stalks, and food scraps.
If he built both, he'd have liquid and solid fertilizer, a place for everyone to do their business, and a way to handle animal waste and kitchen trash.
Chuck decided to start with the compost bin since it was easier—just a large wooden barrel. However, building a simple barrel didn't unlock a system blueprint. He realized that the system didn't just want a "box"; it wanted the technology and the process.
The heat became unbearable. It was a stifling, oppressive air. Chuck moved his operations—and his harem—into the artificial cave.
Inside, the temperature was much cooler. Chuck lay comfortably on a large bed. His head was pillowed on the soft, milky thighs of Yitong Gu. Her breasts, smelling of milk and faintly cool, pressed against his forehead.
"Chuck, I have to ask..." Janet sat on the other side of the bed, her blue eyes glancing toward a dark corner of the cave. "How long do you plan to keep that dangerous creature locked up?"
"Hard to say," Chuck replied lazily, enjoying Julia's careful tongue-work between his legs. Her golden head bobbed up and down. "Don't worry, I have it under control."
"Fine then." Janet nodded. She knew how dangerous the silver-haired Russian was, but she also knew Chuck was a monster in his own right.
Chuck pushed down on Julia's head, forcing his massive dragon deep into her throat. The "Western Mare" gasped, her face turning red as she lost her "right to breathe." Her eyes rolled back as she rhythmically gagged on the 20cm intruder.
As he enjoyed the sensation, a discordant voice rang out from the corner.
"Chelovek bez sovesti... (Shameless man...)"
Chuck's brow furrowed. He looked over and met the cold, emerald eyes of Valentina, who was chained in the corner. His expression turned icy. He didn't speak Russian, but he knew an insult when he heard one.
Sensing the shift in his aura, Julia—covered in tears and saliva—slowly pulled him out. A thick string of nectar connected her mouth to the dragon's head. She gave the tip a loving kiss and wiped her face, scurrying to the side.
Chuck stood up, naked and towering, his hot, terrifying 20cm dragon fully erect and pulsing.
He had some respect for Valentina's iron will, which is why he hadn't forced her to endure the "Small-Fry Meltdown" in front of the others yet. He had ignored her. But this "Iron Lady" didn't know when to quit.
Yesterday, he had made her squirt like a fountain and scream until she blacked out. And yet, she was already back to insulting him?
Chuck walked over to her, step by step. He stood over the silver-haired Russian as she sat cross-legged against the stone wall. They stared at each other in a cold, silent standoff.
Chuck broke the silence by tilting his hips, letting the massive, burning head of the dragon sway in front of her cold gaze.
"Today... thirty minutes," he said calmly, delivering his ultimatum.
"If you lose this time, I'm going to fuck you until you're nothing but a pile of broken meat."