Two hours earlier.
On a clear but not overly hot afternoon, Chuck, for once, was not frantically struggling for survival.
Instead, he was relaxing by the fire in the cave, holding the foreign woman. While cooking a bowl of wild vegetable and offal soup in a clay pot, he recounted everything he had seen and heard during his exploration.
Julia listened intently, her eyes wide with astonishment at times, and nodding thoughtfully at others.
The mother and daughter on the east beach, the flat area on the hill slope, the idea of leaving the cave to build a home, and even the phone and the strange phenomenon—Chuck told her everything.
Finally, the foreign woman let out a long breath and gently leaned on Chuck's shoulder, her expression somewhat sad.
"Chuck, I have a feeling we might never go back…"
Chuck remained silent, watching the orange flames flicker in the fire pit.
Honestly, it seemed to him that not returning to his former world was, without him noticing, no longer a bad thing.
"So, I guess you're right. We ultimately have to leave this cave and have a proper home of our own."
Hearing Julia's words, Chuck nodded.
The three elements of survival—water, shelter, and food—were now mostly sorted out.
The issue they faced next was, plainly put, sustainability.
The cave could pose risks during future storms, so they needed to build a sturdier shelter away from the seaside.
Likewise, for a stable water supply, they needed to fire clay water storage jars soon. Choosing the construction site in advance would allow them to set up a kiln without worrying about moving it later.
As for food…
"By the way, Chuck, I found something good today."
Just as Chuck was deep in thought, Julia suddenly got up, walked to the edge of the cave, and reached down into the palm leaves where she usually kept wild fruits and herbs, picking up a cluster of items…
"What's that?"
Chuck frowned, unable to see clearly due to the dim light.
"To be honest, I'm not sure. It's a tuberous plant, a bit like a potato. I dug it up in the nearby jungle this afternoon. I think it might be edible."
As Julia approached, Chuck finally saw that she was holding a cluster of mud-covered taros!
His face immediately lit up with delight.
"You're right, Julia! This can definitely be eaten once cooked. This is a huge help!"
Chuck raised his hand and patted her plump buttock in encouragement.
He had been worrying about the lack of carbohydrate staples, and this discovery completely solved that immediate problem.
Julia smiled, but then looked down at the cluster of taro in her hand, her expression hesitant.
"I've separated the bigger ones. Maybe we should find a place to plant the rest? But that would take a long time…"
"Let's plant them."
Chuck said without hesitation before Julia could finish.
"We don't lack food right now; what we lack is a sustainable source of food for the future. The soil near the mud pool deep in the jungle is moist; it should be perfect for planting."
Building a shelter, planting a taro field, and if possible, perhaps even raising some livestock?
A self-sufficient desert island farm!
Chuck pondered this, and his future plan became increasingly clear.
In fact, this was the only way to survive long-term on an island with limited resources.
He looked up, meeting Julia's eyes seriously.
"You come with me tomorrow. We'll start building a home for ourselves from scratch."
"Yes! I'll try my best to help!"
Julia nodded emphatically at his words.
The two of them quickly finished off the remaining offal, and the boar meat cut during the day was now fully smoked on the drying racks.
They boiled a bowl of water each and made hot tea with lemongrass that Julia had collected. They leaned against each other, watching the fire and sipping the tea.
As evening approached, the sky outside the cave grew dark, and the ocean was illuminated by the sunset glow.
The firelight inside the cave seemed to burn brighter.
Turning his head, the foreign woman's doll-like face, illuminated by the fire, was breathtakingly beautiful.
Soft, golden hair, clear, light-colored eyes, and the high bridge of a Western woman's nose.
Chuck's gaze finally settled on her red lips.
"Say, Julia, did you forget something?"
Hearing Chuck's voice, the foreign woman, who had been staring into the fire, turned her head, her deep eyes looking at Chuck blankly.
"What is it?"
After seeing his aggressive gaze, she paused.
Her cheeks instantly flushed crimson.
She then remembered the sensual promise she had made to Chuck.
Both their breaths quickened simultaneously.
Chuck immediately acted. His hand, slightly eager in the firelight, cupped the foreign woman's cheek, his fingers gently caressing her skin.
Julia's body trembled. The moment she realized what was about to happen, her blood flow accelerated instantly…
A smile played on her lips, and she pretended to have forgotten: "Strange? I seem to have forgotten."
?
Chuck immediately rose, and amidst her giggling, he caught hold of her hands and pinned her to the ground.
Lying supine on the wide palm leaves, the foreign woman's golden hair splayed out like a sunflower. Chuck held her hands pinned above her head.
She looked up at Chuck's solid body, her eyes sultry.
"Oh my goodness, Chuck, you're so dominant. My heart is beating so fast~"
As their relationship deepened, the foreign woman became increasingly casual with Chuck.
Now, with sexual activity imminent, she still dared to tease him.
Chuck naturally wouldn't indulge her. He locked both her slender wrists with one hand and moved the other hand toward his waist.
Ziiiip.
As the clear sound of a zipper split the air, the lust in Julia's eyes peaked.
"Speaking of which, I feel a little hungry."
She said, sticking out her pink tongue and licking her lips in a seductive manner.
"So, Chuck, do you have something you want to feed me?"
Five minutes later.
Inside the cave, the firelight flickered.
"Gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp!"
As Chuck's heavily veined arm relentlessly gripped her hair, shaking her head back and forth at a terrifying frequency,
The foreign woman, Julia, was finally moved to tears, her face scarlet and streaked with mucus.
Her delicate, doll-like face was now almost distorted. Her blue eyes rolled back involuntarily. The alternating sensations of suffocation and nausea made Julia's consciousness feel like a small boat in a storm, teetering on the edge of lucidity and fainting.
Chuck, completely oblivious to her distress, was fully immersed in his own sensations.
Gentleness? No.
He had to severely punish the sexually charged foreign woman!
Since the early morning, when he was preparing to face the wild boar, he had been teased by her. Chuck had decided then that he must teach her a lesson and show her the prowess of a Chinese man.
Gradually, the small hands Julia had instinctively placed on Chuck's leg began to slip weakly.
Just as she was about to completely lose consciousness, Chuck finally approached the finish line.
In the quiet solitude of the island cave, Chuck, his back to the firelight and facing the sunset, grabbed the foreign woman's golden hair one last time, cutting off her ability to breathe.
"!!!"
The foreign woman's eyes rolled violently upwards, her beautiful face utterly collapsing. Her hot body shook like a sieve, and trails of moisture subtly leaked from her nostrils.
A moment later, Chuck let out a long breath and finally released the soft, fluffy blonde hair.
Her curvy body instantly collapsed onto the ground. She convulsed and coughed for a long time, desperately gulping fresh air.
After a while, she finally recovered.
Julia slowly propped herself up, crawled on all fours over to Chuck, who was casually resting by the fire, and collapsed onto his chest like a domesticated kitten.
Her eyes were hazy, her cheeks still flushed, like someone slightly drunk. She looked at Chuck lazily and resentfully.
"Shit… Chuck… you almost killed me just now…"
Chuck raised an eyebrow at her comment, gently raised his hand, and pinched a small, dark, curly hair from the corner of her wet, red lips.
"You didn't like that?"
But hearing the question, the resentment on the foreign woman's face instantly vanished, replaced by an expression bordering on worship.
"I loved it… FUCK, you are so MANLY, I absolutely love it!"
Chuck smiled at the response, not surprised.
Most women in the world have a certain degree of submissive tendencies, and women like the foreign woman, with clear self-awareness, deeply desire to be conquered by a strong man.
Chuck had understood this early on, which was why he treated her without mercy.
Immediately afterward, the familiar screen appeared.
[Julia's Trust Level in you has increased by 5 points! Current Trust Level: 53 (Deeply Affectionate)]
[Congratulations! Your companion, Julia, has successfully broken the 50-point Trust Level! Workbench work queue +1!]
Finally!
His cheat system had finally received the long-awaited enhancement!
Since they were still in the early stages of island survival, and Chuck was still in the phase of exploring the island and new recipes, the extra work queue wasn't immediately urgent.
However, as he realized when synthesizing clay, once mass production was needed, one extra work queue could save Chuck half the time. Its utility would be greater than imagined!
Chuck was in high spirits thinking about this.
But then his gaze involuntarily lingered on the foreign woman's soft, rounded butt, and the smile that had just appeared gradually faded.
Chuck's attitude toward women was very clear.
No fawning, no coddling, but no coercion either.
After all, forced affection is never sweet; a woman is most charming when she is willing.
Breaking the trust level to 50 was great.
The feeling of her soft throat was also great.
But ultimately, it still couldn't replace that one critical step…
Chuck hesitated for a moment, about to bring up the subject with Julia, but she spoke first.
"Chuck, just give me a little more time, okay?"
He looked down in surprise, meeting Julia's captivating eyes.
The foreign woman's finger traced circles on his chest, her expression showing a hint of guilt.
"I know what you want, and believe me, I want it too, but I'm currently in my high-risk period, and I've never felt this way about a man before. I need a little time to sort out my feelings…"
"I promise it won't be long. When I'm ready…"
As she spoke, she slowly raised her full, enticing body, pressing her red lips against Chuck's ear, whispering in a voice that made his back tingle.
"I'll become your personal Fiji cup."
Outside the cave, the sunset glow intensified.
The two of them cuddled by the fire. Even in silence, just lying together, there was a comfortable and secure atmosphere.
Suddenly, Chuck's body stiffened.
The foreign woman resting on his chest looked up in confusion. "What's wrong?"
"...I almost forgot something."
Chuck quickly sat up, pulling Gu Momo's phone from the pocket of the shorts piled nearby.
Lighting up the screen, he saw several unread messages.
"Oh, is that the little girl you mentioned?"
Julia rolled over, her two large mounds flattening into plump patties on her chest. Her long eyelashes fluttered as she looked curiously at the phone screen in Chuck's hand.
Momo the Great King: What are you doing?
Momo the Great King: Don't ignore me! (Angry.jpg)
Chuck sighed, pressed the dial button, and switched the phone to his other hand. His free hand naturally settled back onto Julia's fleshy mound.
"Hey, what are you doing…"
Julia blushed. Seeing him grope her while dialing a number made her feel slightly embarrassed and annoyed, but then her gaze drifted downwards, and a playful thought surfaced in her mind.
A mischievous smile suddenly appeared on her face, and she slowly started moving downwards…
The mound in Chuck's hand suddenly disappeared. Before Chuck could react, the call connected, and he quickly spoke.
"Sorry, sorry, I was just busy with something…"
But no sooner had the words left his mouth than a sensation that made his entire body tingle instantly swept over him. His back shuddered, and he looked down in surprise.
He met the foreign woman's naughty gaze perfectly.
Gulp, smack.
Chuck felt both ecstatic and helpless at the situation.
"What happened to you?"
The legal loli's worried voice, soft and reserved, came through the phone.
"Nothing, cough, cough. I was just, um, preparing dinner."
"Okay…"
Gu Momo responded softly. "Actually, I have something I want to ask you."
Chuck frowned, trying to keep his breathing steady. "Yes, go ahead."
"Are you afraid of dying?"
"…"
Chuck was stunned.
The overly existential question left him momentarily unsure how to answer.
But Gu Momo didn't seem to find it abrupt, her voice remaining calm.
"I know that if rescue never comes, we'll die on this island. But my mom seems unable to accept it… I just saw her crying secretly again."
As Gu Momo's voice came through the phone, even Julia, who was crouched below him, paused her actions and looked up at Chuck with a complex expression.
He pondered for a moment, then countered, "Are you afraid?"
"I don't know."
Gu Momo answered, then was silent for a long while before speaking again.
"When I was little, I was very timid. I wouldn't even go up the stairs if the lightbulb was broken at night… But since my mom died, I feel like I'm not afraid of anything anymore."
Hearing this, Chuck realized she was talking about her biological mother.
"Never mind. I don't feel like chatting today. I'm a bit down."
Gu Momo said, then abruptly hung up the phone.
As the dial tone hummed in the receiver, Chuck put down his phone and looked back at Julia, who was crouched below him.
She looked up at him and spoke softly.
"Chuck, can we help her?"