In the dark ship cabin.
Losa had just finished telling "Understand the true essence of Bodhi, return the demon to its original form and unite the primordial spirit."
Opposite, on the bed, Furinjira was still listening with bright eyes.
The story was told in Chinese, so both of them could understand.
The lines set for them in the game were originally in Chinese... In fact, Losa had never planned to hire a foreign voice actor due to budget constraints.
"Continue, what happened next?"
Prajna pursed her lips, said nothing, but Losa could clearly sense a faint trace of anticipation in those ever-cold eyes.
The "If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the following episode" that was at Losa's lips was swallowed back down forcefully.
"Alright, then let's just tell one more chapter."
"I must say in advance, after this chapter, we have to rest! Good rest is crucial for a warrior."
Furinjira was a bit impatient and said, "Okay, okay, I know, hurry up and start!"
Prajna pressed her lips together, that phrase was said the first night she slept with Losa.
Losa gave Furinjira a disgruntled look, cleared his throat, and continued, "It was said that the Monkey King returned gloriously to Huaguo Mountain and suppressed the Demon King of Chaos who proclaimed himself king of the mountain..."
The alert sound of increased intimacy rang out every now and then.
But there were no significant changes.
Furinjira still had not reached "Friendliness," but the attitude was clearly different from when it was "Cold."
Perhaps like Prajna, it seemed they both still lacked an opportunity to break through.
Losa didn't have many utilitarian thoughts either, he was happy himself as long as he got along well with them, so he didn't think about unlocking any skills through intimacy.
Everything awaited its natural course.
Besides, rushing was useless.
One couldn't just grasp Furinjira's delicate neck and urge, "Turn friendly for me, quickly!"
After finishing this chapter, Losa yawned.
Physical strength does not equate to energy, he could not manage not sleeping day and night...
If he could draw some potions from the system in the future that could change his physique or increase attributes, perhaps he could become like a high-quality retainer.
"To know what position the monkey head was granted upon going to the heavens, please listen to the following episode."
"That's it, I'm sleeping."
"Mm."
Prajna nodded slightly.
Furinjira didn't continue to pester, only regrettably said, "It's all because my strength hasn't recovered, otherwise I would give the Lord an Initial Embrace, and you wouldn't need to sleep every day."
Losa was a bit speechless, closing his eyes to lie down.
If in the future, when he got older and still hadn't drawn anything to prolong life, he might consider whether or not to become a vampire.
However, he wouldn't make such a plan now.
Becoming a vampire is a different species, transforming into one would radically change one's values and worldview.
Heaven knows whether by then he would become a fiend who only knew how to keep "blood livestock" locked in a dim and damp ancient castle, fiercely savage and devouring people at sight.
Seeing Losa lying down.
Furinjira looked rather bored.
Vampires, like Prajna's Ghost Race, also required sleep, but that sleep was usually at least calculated in months.
A short sleep like humans have every day.
Can.
But not necessary.
Furinjira wanted to say something but held herself back, seeing Losa already breathing evenly.
She exchanged looks with Prajna, but that fool didn't respond to her.
Hum.
Turning, sleeping.
...
Losa was sleeping deeply.
Suddenly, a gentle melodious song came to his ears.
The sound was so gentle, it did not bring any irritation of a disturbed dream.
It felt as if resting on the soft lap of a beloved woman, even able to catch a faint whiff of fragrance at the tip of the nose.
Activate milestone: Encounter with Sea Siren: You have a close fluid exchange with the sea sirens and successfully survived their cruel mating process.
The system alert sound, like an annoying alarm clock.
Losa awoke somewhat irritably, but immediately sensed something was wrong—the singing did not disappear, not a dream, there was really a woman singing!
In the pitch-black cabin, Prajna was holding the Ghost Face Shield, vigilantly watching all around.
The ghost face relief on the shield was all excited.
Furinjira's eyes were shining with a dark red light.
"They really have come after all."
Her tone was a bit excited, as if some surprise emerged in a calm life.
"My Lord, I don't suck human blood, can I suck that of a sea siren?"
"Just listen to that sultry sound, you know their blood must be especially sweet."
Fangs, unconsciously pierced her lips.
Prajna frowned, lightly scolding: "Wake up!"
Furinjira's scarlet eyes dimmed immediately, she disbelieved and said: "How could it be? No, my spiritual power is so much higher than yours, how am I affected?"
Prajna concisely said: "Your desire is too strong."
"Let's go, wake the people up, cannot let them remain enchanted by the siren's song."
Losa donned his coat and led the way out.
Each cabin was a scene of debauchery at the moment.
Losa looked and frowned deeply, "Good thing the subjects were divided into two cabins by gender, otherwise it would surely cause a series of ethical disasters."
He first woke up Hans, Laine, and Model.
The three, upon waking, were full of anger but broke out into cold sweat when they saw it was Losa, fully waking up.
"Block your ears, wake the people, prioritize our subjects."
He hastily said, leading Prajna and Furinjira onto the deck.
On the deck, a fat merchant was longingly staring into the distance, murmuring, "Selena, I'm back again, this time, I brought a whole ship of tributes for you."
"I know, someone as ugly and fat as me is unworthy of your favor, but please, I beg you to accept this insignificant gift."
Selena?
Must be Siren?
Losa's expression turned cold, so this damn Jewish merchant was not only miserly, greedy but also intended to use them as gifts to please the sea sirens.
Damn it!
In the night sky, three figures floated up.
Their bright red lips parted and sang a melodious song.
The upper half of the body was no different from a human female, with a pair of wings like a bat's on the back.
At their waist, colorful fins grew.
The lower half was a long fish tail as in legends.
Golden, silky long hair draped over the shoulders.
Hand in hand, they floated and sang above, faces gentle and beautiful.
It must be admitted, these three female sea sirens, even to Losa who had been with Prajna and Furinjira for a long time, felt a little moved.
Beautiful, noble.
Not a trace of the terror and ugliness described in legends about sea sirens.
Then, one female sea siren slowly floated down.
She reached out her hand to the fat merchant, gently stroking his fat face.
The merchant was all excited: "Selena, I knew it, I knew you wouldn't harm me, you let me go last time, I knew you had special feelings for me too."
Selena's mouth slightly lifted, revealing a charming smile.
Special?
If it weren't for your strength, I wouldn't have let such a big piece of meat escape?
But luckily, this stupid prey delivered itself again, bringing such abundant offerings, should I spare him?
Selena licked her lips, feeling saliva surge uncontrollably at the sight of all that fat.
But the merchant misunderstood, excitedly moved his face closer.
The next moment, a shrill scream resounded.
The sea siren's face was covered in blood, fiercely chomping the merchant's lip and flesh, the merchant screamed, rolling on the deck, leaving shocking trails of blood.
In the sky, the remaining banshees who were still floating could no longer suppress their appetite, flapping their wings, swooping down towards the blood-covered merchant.
Furinjira mocked: "Creatures with such low intelligence, there's no comparison to us vampires, obviously giving this merchant some benefits to set a long line to catch a big fish."
Losa whispered: "Less talking, kill them!"