But forever was too long, and Chuck had urgent business to attend to now. He had to seize the day.
Outside, Gu Yitong, who was trying to divide the Sago palm fibers evenly and was preparing to boil them, suddenly heard a seductive moan from inside the cabin.
Her ample body couldn't help but tremble. She subconsciously looked up, her beautiful cheeks suddenly flushed crimson.
“Isn’t it… still morning?”
Gu Yitong was both surprised and shy, but also a little excited. Her query was quickly answered by a series of rapid and crisp spanking sounds.
“Yes! Fuck ! Ye—s!!!”
Gu Yitong didn't need to distinguish the voice; she had heard it countless tis over the past few days.
Her large breasts began to feel engorged again. Soon, the pointed parts of her sundress were slowly moistened again, forming two large, dark circles. Her hand involuntarily reached between her legs, her waist gradually bent, and as her plump thighs trembled, small spots of moisture appeared on the ground between her mature, beautiful feet wearing flip-flops.
Gu Yitong's legs involuntarily moved, and she quickly arrived at the window. The increasingly high-pitched sounds and the fierce scene on the wooden bed were fully exposed before her.
A pair of pink feet were hooked over Chuck's muscular thigh. The snow-white, slender body and soft blonde hair, under Chuck's strong and rapid thrusting, shook wildly like a sports car speeding down a rocky road, nearly flying into the air. The heavily veined long spear launched repeated, fierce attacks, and the foreign woman's shriek was almost continuous. The pink flesh being taken in and out was clearly visible even from her position by the window.
Gu Yitong watched, thoroughly aroused, and couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy.
How satisfying must that be?
Chuck, despite treating her like a slut all along, had never been this intense…
“…Mom?”
Just as she was engrossed in watching the action, a familiar voice suddenly brought her back to reality.
Gu Yitong quickly withdrew her hand from between her legs, frantically turning around and clasping her wet, sticky hands behind her back, looking at her daughter who was standing behind her, holding a bundle of firewood, her small face flushed.
“Daddy just said… he wanted to help start the fire to boil the water after I gathered the wood.”
“Ah, oh.”
Gu Yitong nodded awkwardly, raised a hand to smooth the hair on her cheek, then her gaze flickered. She walked to her daughter, took the firewood from her hands, and prepared to retrieve the kindling from the kiln.
But after only two steps, her dress hem was suddenly grabbed by Gu Mòmo's hand. Gu Yitong turned around in surprise, only to see that her daughter's small face was noticeably flushed with embarrassnt.
“Mom, actually, I… I want to watch too.”
As Gu Mòmo spoke, her eyes kept glancing towards the scene inside the window.
The snow-white, rounded buttocks and hips were rcilessly pounded by a strong, powerful waist and legs. The primal and stimulating scene was just like the one she had stumbled upon behind the reef that day.
Although being cherished by Chuck made her feel secure and happy, for so reason, standing by and watching Chuck do that with soone else…
It also made her heart pound wildly.
So excited that she was almost going to co…
Seeing her daughter like this, the seed of suspicion already planted in Gu Yitong's mind was finally confird. Her expression was stunned, and she was inwardly shocked.
Her own daughter actually has a voyeuristic preference…
But she quickly adjusted her feelings.
One's nature is beyond self-control. Being a pervert herself, she knew this best.
So, while surprised by her daughter's sudden awakening of voyeurism, Gu Yitong did not feel that there was anything wrong with it.
Being a loving mother, she even hoped to respect Gu Mòmo's preference.
Just as Gu Mòmo had accepted that her mother was a shaless slut.
“Then… Mom will watch with you for a while, and then we'll start the fire, okay?”
Gu Yitong slowly walked behind her daughter, her beautiful cheeks blushing, and leaned down to whisper softly.
“M-hm…”
Although having such a conversation with her mother was a bit unnatural, Gu Mòmo still nodded obediently. She then went to the window, her large, watery eyes filled with hearts. As she rubbed her thighs together, she instinctively opened her small mouth, and clear, fragrant saliva drooled from the corner of her lips.
Seeing this, Gu Yitong smiled helplessly. She then gently stroked her daughter's cheek, wiping away the drool for her.
At the sa ti, seeing her daughter's captivated expression, she also felt excited again for so reason.
It just went to show that they truly were mother and daughter.
The two stood outside the window and watched for a long ti, until a high-pitched scream from inside the house, a fountain of spray, and white yogurt overflowing.
The bodies of both mother and daughter trembled simultaneously.
Below them, two patches of moisture, of different sizes, spread out on the ground.
“Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh!”
Shhh—
Accompanied by the sound of flowing water and Gu Yitong's suppressed whimpering, Chuck slowly released the hot, firm red date from his hand.
The stretched giant peak sprang back, causing a dizzying ripple.
Chuck looked at the rich drink, now refilled in his hand, nodded with satisfaction, and stored it in the clay pot within the storage space.
“You've worked hard today, too. Rember to co find tonight.”
“M-hm…”
Gu Yitong knelt by the wooden bed, her cheeks flushed, and nodded softly. She slowly pulled her dress down, and the pair of enormous giant peaks were once again tightly encased by the sundress.
Chuck raised his hand, giving her an encouraging pat on the head, then pointed to the large white ass next to them that was twitching intermittently.
“Keep an eye on her for . Don't let her catch a chill. I’m going out.”
“Okay.”
With a quickie, he dispelled the gloom clouding the bombshell's mood, and he also helped Gu Yitong with her “unclogging.” Chuck nodded, finally rose, got dressed, put away his long gun, picked up his spear, and walked out of the wooden house.
“Co back early.”
Watching his back, Gu Yitong bit her red lip and whispered softly.
“Husband…”
It is widely known that not all trees produce resin.
Generally, only trees in the pine family, such as pine or fir, produce resin. But clearly, neither of these is likely to be found on a tropical oceanic island.
However, since the Synthesis Hint provided the material, it was highly likely that it could be found on the island. Fortunately, Chuck also knew that besides pine resin, so types of sandalwood plants secrete resin.
This type of resin is similar in structure to pine resin, also flammable, and cos with an aroma. He just didn't know the specific na, so he had to search while exploring.
The reason he wasn't searching in the jungles of the south and east beaches was that Chuck, with his Master Botanist talent, already knew through long-term perception that there were no resin-bearing tree species there.
Besides, the redwood forest across the rocky beach mostly consisted of towering redwoods.
The most probable location, then, was the tropical dense forest in the west, or the resource-rich bay beyond the southwest swamp.
The forr was the black bear’s territory, which was temporarily ruled out. That left only the latter…
Thinking this, Chuck suddenly raised an eyebrow.
Speaking of which, since his chance encounter with Jasmine Tang two days ago and her subsequent tailing, Chuck hadn't seen her again.
They had a fairly good conversation in her cave that day, but she suddenly started keeping her distance soon after.
Chuck could roughly guess the reason.
It was probably because she was scared after following him to the beach and witnessing the debauched scene involving him, Julia, and Gu Yitong.
But honestly, Chuck was indifferent to this.
If Jasmine Tang wanted to keep her distance, that was fine. Chuck wouldn't actively approach her, nor would he try to seize the cave she lived in or the abundant resources around it. However, for his future plans, he now desperately needed to find resin.
Thinking this, Chuck raised an eyebrow.
He considered himself a reasonable person and never actively sought trouble with others.
But then again, if soone were to be difficult or unreasonable with him, Chuck would never be lenient.
Jasmine Tang’s personality was very direct, or rather, very stubborn.
The incident when his young, naive self confessed to her, and she took his test paper directly to his mother, fully illustrated this point.
The past was the past, and Chuck had long moved on. But he hoped that if he ran into Jasmine Tang again shortly, even if she held a grudge against him because of the scene she witnessed on the beach that day, she had better not say sothing unreasonable like Gu Yitong did before, claiming, "This is my territory, don't co near."
Otherwise, Chuck wasn't sure if his current self would have the patience for another “Re-education Plan.”
The climate on the deserted island was gradually getting worse. Recently, Chuck always felt like he was being pushed forward by an invisible force, making ti tight. If Jasmine Tang was foolish enough to oppose him, Chuck would perhaps prefer certain ti-saving thods over wasting ti trying to reform a woman with whom he had no real connection…
Walking through the long rocky beach, Chuck deliberately slowed his pace slightly.
His gaze remained fixed on the Red Stone Hills to the north.
The pack of wolves still entrenched in the hills would occasionally appear as a black dot in Chuck's line of sight, only to suddenly disappear as if they were never there, sending a chill down his spine.
Crossing the towering redwood forest and arriving once again at the edge of the swamp and the tropical dense forest, the faint, threatening roars that sounded repeatedly once again highlighted the black monster hidden in the thicket.
As carefully as always, he traversed the outer periter of the dense forest and stepped into the swamp. Chuck's brow gradually furrowed.
The wolf pack and the black bear.
These two major Bosses were like two massive chasms, blocking Chuck's path forward.
And compared to the wolves, the black bear was clearly more dangerous.
Chuck couldn’t even think of how to deal with this thing right now.
Although the black bear also had fur, trying to fight it with Molotov cocktails would likely be futile. This creature was thick-skinned and cruel, cunning, and fiercely aggressive. Throwing fire at it probably wouldn't injure it or make it retreat; instead, it would completely enrage the monster.
It makes my head hurt just thinking about it…
If Chuck could make preparations to successfully take down the wolf pack, facing the black bear probably ant only one thing: a straight-up fight.
Hopefully, he could find resin in the bay. That way, Chuck wouldn't have to agonize over the desperate choice between taking on the black bear or soloing the wolf pack first.
With this thought, Chuck traversed the swamp and once again arrived at the resource-rich Southwest Bay.
This ti, Chuck didn't intend to hide his tracks. After all, he was only here to look for specific materials, and there was no rule determining whose territory this deserted island was. However, out of courtesy to an old acquaintance, after arriving at Southwest Bay, Chuck followed the route he had taken before and imdiately went to Jasmine Tang’s cave entrance.
He planned to say hello first.
But when he reached the familiar spot, the interior of the cave had similar furnishings to his last visit, but there were so subtle changes.
Most notably, the bed of palm leaves and dry grass near the fire pit was more than twice as wide as when he had been here before…
She's just one person; does she need such a wide sleeping space?
Chuck frowned, pondering this, when his enhanced perception suddenly noticed a disturbance far behind him. He imdiately turned around.
The next mont, a golden figure slowly erged from the jungle.
Julia?
Chuck stared, briefly thinking the bombshell had followed him.
But quickly, he realized sothing was off.
The hair color was distinctly different from Julia's natural pale gold. It was more saturated and flashier, likely bleached, and the slight wave clearly showed signs of styling.
Chuck was surprised, confused, but then the figure fully entered his view.
A height of about 5’5”, a slender figure, delicate and small facial features, perfectly fitting the contemporary internet aesthetic. She looked very young. Although she wore no makeup, there were signs of semi-permanent eyeliner and tattooed eyebrows. She had slightly wavy, golden, dium-length hair, was wearing a JK uniform, and her sparkly nails were quite eye-catching.
The girl was holding a palm basket containing a small amount of freshly picked wild fruits, it seed.
Where did this young internet celebrity co from?
She’s on a deserted island, yet she’s still wearing a JK uniform?
Cosplay?
The mont Chuck saw the girl, the girl also saw him.
Her delicate small face first froze, and the basket of wild fruits in her hand fell to the ground.
She raised her small hand with long manicures to cover her mouth, her eyes widening in surprise, and finally cried out to Chuck in astonishnt…
“Oji-san, anta dare?! (Mister, who are you?!)”
The rambling question, upon reaching Chuck’s ears, didn’t confuse him. Instead, he was shocked.
She's a Japanese girl!
That's right.
Chuck understood Japanese.
It wasn't just from years of watching ani, though that played a small part. Primarily, he had genuinely studied the language.
Although Chuck's English grades weren't ideal, after graduation, he prioritized a two-day weekend over salary and compensation, ultimately joining a Japanese company with a branch in China during campus recruitnt.
It wasn't that he particularly liked Japan. It was simply that, with his average resu, only a few foreign companies could guarantee a two-day weekend among the recruiters, but the trade-off was a salary tier lower than the 996 Chinese private companies.
However, for Chuck, work was sothing to be done moderately, and the salary was enough for living. So, after several stable years, he naturally obtained a Japanese language proficiency certificate through company training.
Thus, basic daily conversation was no problem, even if his accent wasn't perfect.
But honestly, although he worked for a Japanese company, it was still a branch in China. Most employees and even managers were Chinese. Chuck himself had never been to Japan. This business trip was just to a different branch in Arica for exchange and study.
So, this was the first ti Chuck had seen a real Japanese girl in person.
He felt a sense of novelty and imdiately replied slowly and sowhat awkwardly.
“Excuse , is Jasmine Tang in? I'm Chuck, and I ca to say hello to her.”
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