[Urban] Spring Breeze and Rain Record (Complete) - 1

[Synopsis] Ike Long, a disciple of a great mage, was stranded on a deserted island. He learned erotic magic from a certain god and raised four girls of high status. After returning to the mainland, he was granted a title!

Character Introduction:

The following are some character introductions to help you better understand this book.

Name: Ike Long Gender: Male Age: 26 Race: Human Height: 1.80 meters Weight: 80 kilograms Hobbies: As for his hobbies, I probably don't need to elaborate. He also enjoys unrealistic daydreams; the idea of building a kingdom came to him while strolling on the beach. But…

Name: God of Contracts (nickname A-Qi) Gender: Probably male, who knows!

Age: Race: God Height: Weight: Hobbies: Similar to the protagonist Ike, he has almost zero resistance to beautiful women. Although he can't personally participate, he always secretly watches Ike do things.

Personal Evaluation: This is a guy who is always with the protagonist. He often teases Ike, but in crucial moments, he often saves the protagonist's life, playing a vital role in the protagonist's growth.

Name: Xiaoqing Gender: Female Age: Race: Monster Height: Estimated to be over 2 meters tall including the tail.

Weight: 70 kg Measurements: 40, 35 Hobbies: Executing the protagonist's orders. The protagonist's will is her command; it's her whole life.

Personal Evaluation: Always hardworking and conscientious. If she were human, she would be a strong contender for the female lead in this book.

Name: Xiaobing Gender: Female Age: 177 Race: Fairy Height: 1.66 meters or 16 centimeters Weight: 45 kg or 0.5 kg Measurements: 35, 22, 36 Hobbies: A staunch supporter of pacifism, she will have a significant influence on the protagonist's actions. She likes to study magic, but has a poor memory. She often forgets magic spells, frequently causing trouble.

Personal Evaluation: A noblewoman in public, a harlot in bed. A rare bed partner, she will become one-quarter of the female protagonist.

Name: Xiaoyun Gender: Female Age: 16-17 Race: Human Height: 1.75 meters Weight: 60 kg Measurements: 40-24-40 (A sight that would make any man drool) Hobbies: Likes to act cool and indifferent to most things. Only after being deflowered by the protagonist did she develop a liking for sex.

Personal Evaluation: The eldest of the girls, calm, intelligent, with the best academic performance and the highest magical aptitude.

A typical ice queen; without the power of the contract, the protagonist probably wouldn't be able to win her over even in 100 years.

Name: Xiaoyu Gender: Female Age: 16-17 Race: Human Height: 1.73 meters Weight: 58 kg Measurements: 38-23-40 Hobbies: Besides swimming, her favorite thing is reading. She has read countless books the protagonist brought to the island, including those erotic ones, so her skills are the best among the girls.

Personal Evaluation: A quiet and obedient girl, the kind of girl you want to protect. If she wore those glasses typical of intellectual women, she'd definitely charm a ton of men.

Name: Xiaomei Gender: Female Age: 16-17 Race: Human Height: 1.70 meters Weight: 56 kg Measurements: 38-22-39 Hobbies: Chatting. She can't stop talking once she starts; making her shut up for a day is worse than killing her.

Personal evaluation: A straightforward girl, without any guile, she says what's on her mind. She'll definitely be a typical gossip when she's old.

But her slender figure combined with her enormous breasts is an absolute killer for every man. Most men's first thought upon seeing her is to strip her naked and rape her.

Name: Mei'er Gender: Female Age: 16-17 Race: Human Height: 1.68 meters Weight: 58 kg Measurements: 40-24-42 (Super devilish figure) Hobbies: Sex. 100% slut. Her wantonness in bed and her constant shyness in everyday life make

it hard to believe they're the same person.

Personal evaluation: Among the female characters, she is the protagonist's favorite. Not only is she arguably the most beautiful, but more importantly, her insatiable desires and bold performance in bed make it impossible for the protagonist not to fall for her. If it weren't for the protagonist's exceptional skills in bed, he would have been completely drained long ago.

Overall, the female characters around the protagonist are of various types, so the women who appear later in the story are all people who can help him in his career. Some might ask why Xiao Bing is considered a 1/4 of the female protagonist?

Actually, the author believes that nothing in the world is perfect, and women like Yu Fengwu, the female protagonist in *Wind and Moon Continent*, are too few. Therefore, I split Yu Fengwu into four different female characters, hoping everyone will enjoy it.

Of course, there may be some omissions, and I hope everyone can tell me what type of women you like, and I will consider including them in future chapters.

The second part preview

: After being rescued, Ike and the women finally return to the Bunker Empire on the continent of Austandin. However, to everyone's surprise, Mei'er's identity is actually... Poor Ike, because of this, is always...

A dark figure appears behind the author who is engrossed in writing.

"You damn author, why haven't I, one of the female leads, even appeared on screen by the end of the first book?"

The shadowy figure brandished his fist, threatening the author.

"This...this...soon...soon, it'll be your turn in the second book." The

author was sweating profusely.

"Then to make up for my loss, you have to give me 100% screen time."

"How is that possible? Your screen time is determined by the needs of the plot, and my word doesn't count."

To fight for his rights, the author actually dared to say these words with righteous indignation.

"What, looks like you need to loosen up your bones."

The shadowy figure clenched his fists together, cracking his knuckles.

"Ah, no..."

The author was kicked away, landing flat against the wall. After a while, the author got up from the ground, but when he saw himself in the mirror, he immediately let out a terrified scream: "Ah...you...you actually used the legendary..."

"That's right, the most vicious, most terrifying, most inhuman...face...disfigurement...foot"

The shadowy figure sneered as he uttered the terrifying words.

"Ah...I...I'm still young...No...!"

The author clutched his head and collapsed to the ground in anguish.

(A-Qi: "Listen, that sounds so familiar.") "Please, give me another 'Give Me Back My Beauty' punch!"

The author clung to the shadowy figure's leg, crying out.

"You asked for this yourself! I've never seen anyone make such a request in my life,

" the shadowy figure remarked. Then, with a mighty swing of his right fist, he struck the author's chin with tremendous force. The author was sent flying a second time, landing flat against the wall.

"Ah..."

The author's painful scream filled the night sky. The first chapter

of the first part: The feelings of most people seeing the sea for the first time are probably similar. Even though I was only 10 years old, I understood why those great writers and poets could create so many great works when facing the sea.

My name is Ike Long, and today I'm going to sea with my master. Speaking of my master, everyone on the continent of Austand is a household name. He's one of the most famous mages on the continent, Keda (note, not Fuji). My master said he needed some special herbs to refine some magical potions, but they weren't available on Austand. He heard they might be on another continent, Fesga, so he took me with him.

My master said the two continents are very far apart, taking a month by ship, so he prepared a whole bunch of seasickness medication beforehand, though most of it ended up in his stomach.

No one could have imagined that Keda, one of the few great mages on the continent, would be so nauseous on the ship that I, a mere 10-year-old, had to take care of him. Alas, my first three days at sea have been wasted in the cabin. My master and I are in first class, on the top deck. Looking out the window, all we can see is the blue sea and the occasional seagull flying by. This Princess Maria is the most luxurious passenger ship traveling between Austand and the continent of Fesga. Those who can stay in first class are all nobles, very famous knights, magicians, and the like.

I only got to stay in first class because of my master. There wasn't much to do in the cabin except help my master clean up his vomit and find some books to read.

Of course, they were some pornographic books I had brought myself. Don't be surprised, my master is more developed than others; although he's not very old, his physiological research on the opposite sex started very early. Just as I was getting excited, a big wave suddenly crashed in, and my master fell off the bed again.

Oh well, I had to help him back up. My master mumbled something, which I didn't quite catch, and after lying back down on the bed, he fell asleep again.

I was just about to go back to my physiology study when my foot suddenly kicked something. I looked down and saw a book. The book was called "The Essentials of Elemental Magic"! Wow, this is amazing! I was so excited I almost drooled. Since I started learning magic from my master at the age of six, this old guy hasn't taught me many useful spells. He always tells me it's for my own good, that I need to build a solid foundation first, and that I can't rush things; I have to learn to walk before I can run. What a load of bull! I'm naturally brilliant, what good is a foundation?

But I can't tell my teacher this, or he'll kill me.

This book, *The Essentials of Elemental Magic*, is something I've been dreaming of for ages. And today, I got it without any effort at all!

I'm so excited! Holding the book, I'm thinking about how to quickly learn all the spells in it, so I can be as impressive as my master in front of others. I open the book and look at the table of contents: Chapter 1 is fire magic, Chapter 2 is water magic, Chapter 3 is wind magic, and Chapter 4 is earth magic. The difficulty increases in that order. This brick-thick book records all the elemental spells from level 1 to 9 to date; it's a treasure in anyone's hands.

Although I was secretly delighted to have obtained such a treasure, I knew I had to memorize it quickly and return it before my master woke up. If he found out I had been secretly practicing magic, I would be in deep trouble. Damn book, why is it so thick? I cursed the author (actually, it was my master) for not considering the feelings of someone trying to read it. It was so thick, and I was in a hurry to read it. How difficult it was to memorize it! Especially for someone like me with a poor memory, it was torture! I even suspected that this was a trap set by my master to encourage me to study harder. After memorizing the Fireball and Flame Blade spells, I completely collapsed. My head was throbbing, and my eyelids felt like they weighed a ton. I had no choice but to give up on secretly learning it. After secretly putting the book back in my master's arms, I went to the deck for some fresh air. At one end of the deck, several noble gentlemen and knights were drinking and chatting together. At the other end, several noble ladies were playing cards around a large table. There were also several baby carriages nearby, obviously for their children. In the center of the deck were several noblemen and ladies, about my age, chasing and playing. [Gift! Human First Oil Spray Male Delay Aerosol External Long-Lasting God Oil Adult Sex Toy Anti-Premature Ejaculation Click to Enter] What

I hate most is the nobility, because I heard from my master that my parents were farmers. One year, due to a severe drought, their crops failed, and the landowner, a nobleman, forced them to pay rent. Later, my parents tried to escape, but were caught and tortured to death in the nobleman's water dungeon. I was rescued by my master who happened to be passing by. I was only six years old then, and I only have a vague memory of these events.

People always say that what you least want to encounter is what you encounter. I wanted to go to the railing to look at the sea view, but after taking only two steps, I was knocked to the ground by a strong force.

"You lowly commoner, don't you have eyes?!"

a boy about my age yelled at me.

What?! He bumped into me, but instead of apologizing, he accused me! Is there no justice in this world?!

Even though I thought this, there was nothing I could do. Besides glaring at him angrily, I could only silently stand up, dust myself off, and ignore him. As for the future young nobleman, he knew he was in the wrong, and besides continuing to curse me, he didn't do anything else. After all, he knew that people who could stay in first class were not people to be bullied.

After watching the sea view for a while, I got bored and went over to the ladies to watch them play cards.

It was a game called "Bull Cart" (a primitive version of tractor). The participants and onlookers were completely absorbed,

not even noticing my arrival. Frankly, their skill level was quite poor, but what I couldn't stand was that they were actually praising each other, which gave me goosebumps. Disgusting! This is what nobles are like—obsessed with saving face.

The adorable baby girls, however, caught my attention. Although you can't tell a baby's gender from birth, noble babies wear different clothes from birth—boys have boys' clothes, and girls have girls' clothes. So, I could tell from their clothes that these four were all girls.

Judging from their appearance, these babies couldn't be more than a year old. Although I dislike nobles, I truly envy these children, destined to have everything from birth. Whether they are beautiful or ugly, intelligent or foolish, geniuses or idiots, they can get what they want.

Most children, the children of the poor, are destined for a life of misfortune from birth. They toil day and night, and by the time they die, they're considered successful if they can earn enough for a coffin.

Morality and law are all for the powerless poor and slaves; for the nobles, whatever they think is law.

This is a realistic society. To gain a foothold, you must be strong. Strength includes status, money, methods, martial arts, or even magical power. If you can far surpass others in any aspect, you will gain a lot. Otherwise, you are a pig, a dog, or even a slave worse than a pig or a dog.

I have firsthand experience with this.

Sigh, enough of these useless platitudes; it's more important to get down to business. Right now, for me, secretly observing beautiful ladies is the most important thing. There are four ladies participating in the game, with several others watching. However, only one truly catches my attention. Her beauty is extraordinary. Her beautiful blonde hair flows straight to her waist. Her nose is small, slightly upturned, and her lips are neither too thin nor too thick, giving off a desire to kiss her. Her skin is very white, but not in a sickly way; it's a healthy white, full of vitality, giving the impression that it could be squeezed for water. What captivated me most were her beautiful, large eyes. Beneath long eyelashes were irises as deep and blue as the ocean, impossible not to be moved by. Of course, my gaze eventually settled on her breasts; her firm, full breasts were the most arousing of a man's desire. Of course, at only 10 years old, I wasn't quite a man yet.

The ladies probably treated me like a child, and they didn't seem to mind my unrestrained groping.

After enjoying the thrill of peeping, I returned to my cabin. My master was still lying there, looking drowsy. I checked my watch; it wasn't even 4 PM yet, still some time before dinner. I decided to take out my books on physiology and hygiene and review them.

Finally, dinner time arrived. I excitedly went to the dining room. This place was incredibly luxurious, even on the continent of Austand. I'd never been to such a high-class restaurant before. However, I suddenly realized I couldn't possibly dine here. The nobles' faces clearly said "Get out!" as if my presence lowered their status. The most beautiful lady I'd seen that afternoon was also there, her expression no different from the others, which truly pained me.

Knowing my place, I went to the waiter and told him my master wasn't feeling well, asking him to bring dinner to our cabin. On my way back, I deliberately glanced at the beautiful lady again. She seemed to have completely forgotten my presence, chatting happily with one of her friends. At this moment, the hidden pain in my heart intensified. Shortly after returning to the cabin, the waiter brought dinner.

As expected of a top-class passenger ship, the food was unlike anything I'd ever heard of before. The lobster was almost as long as my arm, and one crab weighed a whopping five pounds. Ah, I finally understood why so many people are so desperate to climb the social ladder; heaven and hell are just different names for the same place.

After waking my master, we ate dinner together, and he finally looked a little better.

He kept muttering that he would never take a ship again, preferring to fly there using magic. After dinner, my master and I meditated together. Just like monks chanting scriptures, magicians meditate to restore their magical power. Although I don't use magic and don't need to restore it, my master still insisted I meditate with him, saying it was to increase my maximum magical power.

The meditation lasted until 11 pm, which is usually when my master and I go to bed, and today was no exception. My master and I tidied the bed, and I secretly packed those erotic books into my own little box. My master respected me and never touched my box, of course, because he didn't know what was inside. Then, he patted my shoulder and took out the book "The Essentials of Magical Elements" from his robes, handing it to me. "Ike, take this. If you wanted to read it, just say so! Why sneak around? Being eager to learn is a good thing. With your aptitude, I should have given you this book long ago, but I've always wanted you to solidify your foundation; it will benefit you later."

I blushed and took the book shyly. I never expected that even in his condition, my master would discover I'd been secretly reading his book. At the time, I didn't notice anything strange about his tone, because I didn't know what a deathbed message was. Later, when I thought about those words, I understood. My master, one of the greatest magicians on the continent, vaguely sensed the impending disaster. But at that time, besides instructing me, his most beloved disciple, he didn't know how to avert it.

There was something that no one on the ship noticed: after my master and I fell asleep, the wind gradually picked up at sea.

I was sound asleep when I was jolted awake. When I opened my eyes, I found myself rolling on the floor. To put it simply, the ship we were on was rocking violently. I could feel the ship being pushed high into the air by huge waves one moment, and then plunged to the bottom the next, bobbing up and down by more than 100 meters.

The level of excitement was absolutely incomparable to any pirate ride at an amusement park.

How could this be? As soon as I woke up, I immediately realized the danger. I was only 10 years old and I was terrified. I didn't want to

die. Waaah, I'm still young, I have a bright future, I haven't even had a girlfriend yet, I still… The dire situation made it impossible for me to think about what I hadn't done yet. I clung tightly to the bed leg to secure myself (the beds on the ship were all fixed to the floor). The continuous rocking lasted for about an hour before slowly calming down. I looked out the window, and the sky didn't clear up as I had imagined; on the contrary, it seemed even more gloomy.

"Come with me."

The captain grabbed my hand and led me out of the cabin.

There were already many people outside. I looked at the ship we were on; the storm had almost destroyed it. If another storm like that came, the ship would surely be finished. Unfortunately, judging from the sky, another storm was coming soon. The captain was loudly directing the sailors to lower the lifeboats. Abandoning ship was still possible.

But one thing was clear: there weren't enough lifeboats. The Princess Maria was very large; this voyage carried over 2,000 people, including passengers and crew, while the dozen or so lifeboats could only hold three or four hundred people at most.

That meant most people would drown.

Who could remain calm when facing death? Especially a bunch of pampered nobles.

The first chaos was that several nobles wanted to board the lifeboats first. But the captain insisted that women and children go first. Neither side could reach an agreement.

"You bunch of lowly commoners! I'm a nobleman, let me go first!"

"Excuse me, sir, no matter who you are, international maritime law stipulates that women and children must be rescued first, so please let me pass."

"Go to hell! I don't know anything about maritime law. If you don't let me go first, then nobody gets on! You damned lowly commoners, my life is worth more than all of yours combined!"

"That's right, your life is valuable, but our lives are priceless; money can't buy them!"

The captain was clearly getting angry too. The two sides remained deadlocked until a huge clap of thunder signaled the imminent arrival of a second storm.

At this point, the troublemaking nobles truly panicked. "

Please, Captain! I'll give you lots of money when we get back. What else do you want? I'll give you anything!"

The captain was also anxious; time was of the essence. He waved his hand, and several strong sailors came and dragged the nobles away.

"You wait! When we get back, I'll have you tried in court, and I'll make you a slave!"

the nobles continued to shout, completely forgetting that they had almost no hope of returning.

At this point, some, unable to contain their fear, jumped into the vast sea, only to be swallowed by the giant waves almost instantly.

The captain saw several knights hesitating there. "Honorable knights, can you help everyone? Please help maintain order and prevent people from blindly jumping overboard."

Knights are knights after all; in this critical moment, they showed the courage they had on the battlefield, helping the sailors maintain order on the ship. Meanwhile, the first lifeboat, finally full of women, was lowered. But the instant the lifeboat touched the sea, the second storm struck. A huge wave capsized the lifeboat, and those on board were swallowed by the merciless sea before they could even scream.

This time, even the captain was stunned. Their only means of escape was gone; with such large waves, even if they lowered a lifeboat, it would immediately capsize. A chorus of cries erupted on the ship, but in the raging storm, no one but those nearby could hear them.

Just then, someone stepped forward. That's why they say my master is a great mage! He acts when necessary. Everyone looked at him, one of the most powerful mages on the continent. My master said nothing, walked to a lifeboat, stretched out his hand, and muttered something under his breath. Suddenly, a huge sphere of light enveloped the lifeboat. Although I didn't recognize the magic, I felt it was a high-level wind magic. The entire lifeboat now resembled a giant egg.

"Alright, now three people can go in."

"What, three?" the master asked,

surprised.

His surprise wasn't unfounded; the lifeboats should hold 20 to 25 people.

"That's right, only three. In this weather, my barrier is already doing well to protect three people. If there are more, the barrier won't hold, and we'll all die anyway, so it doesn't matter how many there are,"

the master said firmly.

Since the spellcaster had said so, the most important thing was deciding which three people to send up! The final decision rested with the captain. Everyone was tense; being chosen meant survival, otherwise, it was hard to say.

"Let the babies go up,"

the captain said, pointing to the baby girls I had seen that afternoon.

"Babies are so small, two should take up one person's space, right?"

the captain asked the master.

The master nodded silently.

The ladies reluctantly placed their babies into the lifeboats. Forcibly separating mothers and children is one of the cruelest things in the world. And among them was the most beautiful lady I had seen that afternoon. She looked at her child with boundless love, then took a necklace from her own neck and placed it around her daughter's neck. Finally, she kissed her daughter deeply before retreating back into the crowd.

The other three mothers did the same, each taking off something from their own bodies and placing it on their children, presumably to identify them if they were rescued.

The four babies took up two seats, leaving only one.

"Let him go up,"

Master gave me a push. The captain looked at me; he knew I was Master's apprentice.

He nodded silently. After all, it was Master who created this; it was only reasonable for me to sit on it.

"Master..."

Before going up, I looked at Master, never having looked at him so closely before.

"Alright, go up. Don't forget what I always told you. If you survive, you must practice what I teach you diligently. You will definitely become a greater magician than me!"

With that, Master pushed me up, and then with a bang, the barrier closed, severing all my connection with the outside world. I could see the people outside, their various expressions, but I couldn't hear any sound.

As the giant egg I was riding touched the surface of the sea, I witnessed a sight I will never forget: a colossal wave, tens of meters high, crashed towards the Princess Maria. Faced with the immense power of nature, I felt, for the first time, so incredibly small. Suddenly, I saw a figure soar into the air. It was my master, using wind-based flight magic. But then, a powerful tornado swept him into the waves. The waves finally crashed onto the ship. Though I couldn't hear them, I could feel the wooden hull being torn apart inch by inch, and the cries of those dying. But then, nothing more. The sea remained nothing but waves.

"Master..."

These were the last words I uttered before I lost consciousness.

Chapter Two:

The waves continued to roar, and the giant egg I was riding tossed about. One moment it was pushed to the crest of a wave, the next it was hurled into the deep sea, only to quickly rise again. In the darkness, the sea seemed like a monster capable of devouring everything, surging and tearing.

No one knew when the storm would stop. Lightning flashed across the sky, turning it a dark red, like the color of blood.

I awoke to the intense sunlight, shifting my body slightly but finding no injuries. Thank goodness, I escaped unharmed. As my mind cleared, my first thought was of my master. I stood there, lost in thought, facing the sea, a kind of mourning for him.

Unlike most people, I didn't show much emotion at the thought of death. I mourned my master calmly. I knew that even if I knelt and wept, he couldn't be brought back to life. The important thing now was to follow his wishes, train hard, and strive to become a great magician like him (of course, I didn't yet know I was about to become the most evil, lecherous, depraved, and utterly shameless demon summoner in history). The cry of a baby pulled me back from my reverie. Then I remembered that four infants, all under a year old, had been rescued with me. For a 10-year-old like me, the crying was terrifying. I had no idea why they were crying or how to stop them. Ugh, I was only 10, not even all my baby teeth had fallen out, and I had to take care of four babies—it was pure torture! Luckily, my stomach started growling too, and I realized they were probably hungry, which was why they were crying so much.

I surveyed my surroundings and found that my lifeboat was anchored on a beach. It seemed to be an island, and it looked quite large. My immediate priority was to quickly gather information about the surroundings and find water and food. I activated the protective barrier and prepared to search for everything I needed. Then I discovered that the beach was littered with things that had fallen from the boat. They were probably all washed ashore by the waves. I picked through the items that might be useful for the future. There were some cutlery, a few knives and an axe, and I was lucky enough to find a box of matches.

Although they were soaking wet, they should still be usable once they dried. Ah, I even found a baby bottle! What good luck! But it's not very useful right now; I don't have any milk, so the bottle won't help the four babies.

Continuing on, I suddenly spotted a very familiar box. Wait, isn't that my treasure chest?! I quickly ran over, pulled it out of the sand, and dusted it off. Opening the box, it was indeed my treasure chest. Inside were several of my erotic books, some commonly used books, and the "Elemental Magic Essentials" that my master gave me yesterday. However, the box isn't waterproof, and all the books were soaked. I had no choice but to open the box and let the wind dry them slowly. Anyway, it's not a big deal; the one thing I have plenty of here is time. A day should be enough to dry them. Walking along the beach, I finally saw some corpses. Turning them over, I didn't recognize any of them. Actually, I only recognized the captain and a few people staying in first class.

I didn't know most of the more than two thousand people on board. Although I saw the corpses, I didn't have the ability to bury them.

How could I, small and weak, possibly drag them away! I had no choice but to wait for the tide to come in again and let them return to the sea.

After collecting enough things, I realized I hadn't found a place to stay yet,

and there was nowhere to put all these things. My stomach was also protesting again. There was no other way but to find some water and food first. Not far from the beach, there was a large forest and a mountain. At just 10 years old, I had an instinctive fear of these things. I didn't know what kind of monsters lurked in that dark forest, waiting to eat me. Fortunately, there were many coconut trees at the edge of the forest. Climbing trees was no problem for me; it was one of my strengths at home.

For it, I had been scolded by my master countless times. Now I could finally use it. After about an hour, I finally managed to pick about ten coconuts. Although they wouldn't fill my stomach, it would be good to drink some water first. Using the knife I had just found, I split open the coconuts, and immediately smelled the aroma of coconut juice, and couldn't help but gulp it down. After drinking three in a row, I finally patted my bloated stomach with satisfaction and let out a burp. Holding the remaining coconuts, I prepared to go back for my little ones. Coconut juice should be similar to breast milk, right? Oh well, whatever, they'll starve if they don't drink it; it's none of my business anyway.

On my way back, I discovered that the matches I'd found earlier were dried out. Thank goodness, that saved me some trouble.

I gathered some dry branches from the edge of the forest and lit a fire with matches. I set up a pot I'd found, opened two coconuts, poured in the coconut water, and started boiling. Once it boiled, I sterilized the baby bottles I'd found in the pot. I poured out the coconut water, boiled a new pot, and then poured it into bottles to feed them.

By the time I finished, the sun was high in the sky, and the babies must have been starving. But they seemed to have stopped crying; they were probably too tired and had fallen asleep again.

I opened the barrier and realized I was wrong. I hadn't heard their cries because of the barrier; they were crying their hearts out!

I was truly amazed by them; they'd been crying all morning, and their voices were still so loud. Although I've never fed a child before (I'm only 10!), I've seen adults feed their babies before. Imitating what I remembered, I picked up a baby and put the pacifier to her mouth. Thank goodness, she actually cooperated and sucked on the pacifier without hesitation. The entire bottle of pacifier was gone in no time.

She was clearly very hungry. Thankfully, she stopped fussing after finishing the pacifier and even smiled at me. All that hard work finally paid off. After four times, I finally fed all the babies. But then I felt hungry again. After all, pacifiers aren't something I can easily eat. To solve the food problem,

driven by hunger, I mustered my courage and began climbing a not-too-high mountain. Today, I was truly blessed by Lady Luck; halfway up the mountain, I discovered a cave. It wasn't deep, only about 10 meters, seemingly a good place to shelter. However, it was filled with wild animal droppings, which I needed to clean up. Not far from the cave, I found a spring. After risking my life to taste the water, I found it quite delicious and probably safe. Although I found these things, my most pressing problem was still food, which I still hadn't found.

Damn it, I always hear people say… "Those who live by the mountains eat from the mountains, those who live by the sea eat from the sea."

Here, there are mountains and sea, yet I'm so hungry I'm seeing stars—it's truly unfair!

I returned to the beach, walking helplessly and kicking things around. Suddenly, I felt myself kick something alive. Looking down, haha, it was a crab! I've struck gold! I realized that while I couldn't catch fish in the sea, there were plenty of crabs on the beach. I could catch them and eat them, even if it was a bit of a struggle, it was still better than just drinking lemon juice. No sooner said than done, I went to the mountain spring to fetch a pot of water, put it on the fire to boil, and then went to catch crabs. At first, my technique was extremely clumsy, and I got pinched several times, the pain bringing tears to my eyes. Later, I simply used an axe to chop the crabs to death before picking them up. This might affect the taste, but it was better than getting pinched. After catching a dozen or so, I threw them all into the boiling water, watching them turn from green to red

. "What's wrong, bro? Got cooked?"

I joked with my food. You dare pick my food? I'll eat you all!

For someone eating crab for the first time, this was a real challenge. After wasting most of the crab, I finally figured out a trick and managed to finish my first meal on the deserted island.

The next few days were mostly the same, except I was busy cleaning the cave and rarely looked after the babies. A few days later, the cave was finally cleaned up and habitable.

I started making a bed. Can you imagine what a bed made by a 10-year-old looks like? I found some stones to make bed legs, placed some planks I'd collected from the beach on top, and then covered them with some dry grass—that's what I call a bed. Considering that the four babies and I would all be sleeping on it, I made it quite large. I went back and brought the four babies over, placing them on the bed. I wondered if their soft skin could withstand the dry grass. Because they'd been wetting themselves so much these past few days, I'd long since thrown their clothes away somewhere; washing diapers is something I'd never do, even if you paid me.

So, I had no choice but to leave them without clothes. Anyway, the temperature here is quite high, so they wouldn't feel cold without clothes. It got cold.

So I settled down for the time being. Every day was spent in a flurry of activity. The baby girls were relatively well-behaved; aside from asking for food and water, they were mostly quiet. Sometimes I would take out their jewelry—besides the necklace, there were two rings and a pair of bracelets. They all had special patterns engraved on them, seemingly some kind of family symbol. But to me, they meant nothing; I didn't recognize them.

About a month later, I came out of the cave, intending to go to the beach to collect some seafood for cooking. Suddenly, I saw a pair of emerald green eyes staring at me. I was so scared I plopped down on the ground. When I came to my senses and looked closely, I realized it was just a goat. I was almost scared to death! Wiping my sweat, I chuckled wryly; I'd actually been frightened by a goat. I dusted myself off and was about to leave when I turned back. I realized it was a female goat (don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that), and a nursing goat at that. Those little devils have been drinking so much coconut milk these past few days they're practically turning into coconuts; they must be craving a change. Back in Australia, I often drank cow's milk; goat's milk shouldn't be too different, right? Thinking about this, I couldn't help but grin mischievously.

"Good goat, be good, don't run away, I won't hurt you."

I said, slowly approaching the goat.

Suddenly, like a hungry tiger pouncing, I grabbed the goat's two hind legs. But I had seriously underestimated the goat's strength. "Thump, thump," the goat easily kicked me several meters away with its hind legs, and I painfully scrambled to my feet. What a profound lesson; I almost fainted. Luckily, fortune smiled upon me again, and I spotted the goat's lamb. "

Hey, hey!" If I can't catch the old one, I'll catch the young one. As I picked up the baby goat and headed towards the cave, the mother goat obediently followed behind me. For the past month, I'd been diligently practicing wind magic, and besides setting up a barrier at the cave entrance to protect the babies, I was finally putting it to use. First, I used a small barrier to secure the mother goat, then I started figuring out how to milk her. This was a skill; if I didn't please her, she wouldn't milk me. After many attempts, the goat finally got fed up with my handling, and even the small barrier almost broke through. I had to be extremely careful to squeeze out a little milk. But this wasn't a solution. After this painful experience, the goats would definitely stay far away from me next time they saw me, and I didn't yet have a good place to raise them.

So, after wasting so much effort, I released the goats, big and small, and started building a sheep pen. Although I'm considered quite strong, all this work was exhausting. A week later, my sheep pen was finally built, on the edge of the forest not far from the cave, making it convenient for me to collect milk. The remaining task was to catch goats.

After catching four female goats, I felt that was enough. I then spent a week practicing milking them, and I got the hang of it. I couldn't say I could make the goats very happy, but they were quite compliant when I milked them. The babies' food finally improved. Since drinking goat milk, all four babies had gained a lot of weight and were finally like normal children. However, I was only 10 years old, so I could only guess at their health.

At least their faces were rosy.

Two years passed in the blink of an eye, and the four baby girls grew up healthy. God blessed them and they never got sick. As they grew older, my workload decreased a lot. At least I had taught them to feed themselves. Given their age, I only fed them fish soup that was cooked like porridge and boiled turtle eggs.

I now have plenty of free time to practice my various elemental magics. Luckily, I learned fire magic, otherwise I would have started eating raw food long ago, and the box of matches I found would have been used up long ago. In the past two years, I've also built tables and chairs, all made from salvaged planks. Life seems to be getting better and better. As for whether I can escape this island, I don't really care. I haven't felt any inconvenience, so it doesn't matter whether I leave or not. If I go back, a poor wretch like me will still starve, so it's better to stay here, where I have food and drink. It's not too late to go back after I've practiced my magic to a level close to my master's.

I've also climbed the highest mountain on the island and looked out over the whole island. I found that it's a very large island. If I were to walk around it, it would definitely take more than ten days or half a month. I really don't understand why there's no one on such a large island.

Another important thing is that I've named the four girls. However, with my level of education, I really don't have any talent for naming. I named them by height, from oldest to youngest: Xiaoyun, Xiaoyu, Xiaomei, and Meier. I wanted them to call me Dad, but it felt weird. A 12-year-old being called Dad wouldn't feel comfortable. Anyway, there was no one else on the island, so it didn't really matter what they called me.

Chapter Three:

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, I was 16. The reason I can still remember my age is mainly thanks to our staple food, crabs. There's a type of crab on this island that comes to the beach once a year to mate and lay eggs in large numbers. The spectacular scene is unimaginable to most people. The entire beach is covered with these crabs, densely packed, like ants. It's impossible to tell how many there are, but there must be tens of millions. I've witnessed this unforgettable sight six times. I was 10 when I arrived on the island, so I must be 16 this year. As for those girls, some might be 6, some might be 7, but who cares? It doesn't really concern me. As I've grown older, those girls have become increasingly disobedient, always running around everywhere. At first, I was worried they might encounter some wild beasts, but I got used to it. There didn't seem to be any wild beasts on the island, so I let them wander off. I continued to focus on practicing my magic.

However, something has been bothering me lately, making it difficult to concentrate on my practice. Lately, I've been having recurring dreams, like those I've read in erotic books. When I wake up, my penis is almost always erect.

This is really bothering me. Am I sick? Especially when I see Xiaoyun and the others, I feel a strange restlessness, as if I want to do something to them. But what should I do? (Readers, please don't rush to conclusions.) This day was no different. While meditating, I suddenly felt restless, my penis throbbing incessantly, as if seeking some goal. It felt like I had too much energy inside me that couldn't be released.

Whenever this happened, I would find something very strenuous to do, and only after I had used up all my strength could the feeling disappear.

What should I do today? Stepping out of the cave and looking towards the beach, I saw the four girls swimming. Swimming had become a daily ritual for them since they were five.

"Whoosh!" A rabbit darted out of the grass not far in front of me and ran off.

"Hey, great!"

I was just thinking about doing something physically demanding when this happened. Catching the rabbit meant a wild rabbit feast for dinner! Without hesitation, I immediately gave chase. Years of training, coupled with the aid of wind magic, meant I wasn't much slower than the rabbit. The rabbit ran towards the nearby mountain—the same mountain I'd been observing the entire island from. Did the rabbit live on the mountain? Without much thought, I followed.

Reaching the summit, the rabbit had nowhere to escape; it was actually trying to slip along the edge. Not so easy! It wasn't going to let its dinner slip away! I lunged sideways and caught the rabbit without any surprise.

"Hey, hey, where are you going to run off to for dinner?"

I said triumphantly. But I forgot that it had rained heavily yesterday, and the rainwater had softened the soil along the cliff edge. When I jumped and landed heavily, it finally couldn't support my weight and I fell.

I flailed my arms wildly in the air, trying to grab something, but I grabbed nothing.

"No, no, I don't want to die like this! I'm so wronged! I'm still young!"

In despair, I let out my last roar before passing out.

When I woke up again, it seemed completely dark.

"Am I dead? I, I..."

A sharp pain interrupted my thoughts. Thankfully, I wasn't dead; at least the dead don't feel pain. After a while, I remembered what had happened. I had fallen from Bucket Mountain. It was called that because its shape resembled a bucket. I used to look down from the mountain often, but this bucket was overgrown with various plants, and the bottom was pitch black; I couldn't see what was inside! This accident, however, completely satisfied my curiosity. I was now trapped in a swamp. It seems the many plants slowed my descent, and the swamp and thick layer of fallen leaves finally saved my life. Ugh, I'm covered in stinking mud, so disgusting. Worse still, I found myself slowly sinking. I quickly cast a wind spell and an earth spell, which temporarily relieved my predicament. Suddenly,

I noticed a light not far away—great! Whatever's there is, it's better than me being here! After much effort, I finally reached the glowing place; it was a cave. A faint light emanated from

within.

"Is anyone there? Is anyone there?"

Although I've lived on this island for several years, I couldn't rule out the possibility that there was no one else on it.

No one answered me, so I mustered my courage and walked further in. After walking about 20 meters, the cave grew larger and larger; even if there were thousands of people inside, I could probably fit them all.

"Ah, there it is."

I finally discovered the source of the light. On the ground, there was a hexagonal magic circle, faintly glowing. The magic circle wasn't very large, but it could easily fit a dozen people. My master's book also contained information about magic circles, but those required a very high level of skill to set up.

At my current level, I was far from that! Carefully, I leaned against the wall, bypassed the magic circle, and continued inside.

I came to a stone door. On either side of the door was a couplet: "Those destined to meet will meet even from a thousand miles away; kowtow three times to enter my gate." What did that mean?

Clearly, someone had lived here for a long time, but for some reason, it had been abandoned. But why did he want me to kowtow? Was he trying to teach me how to get out? Ah, enough nonsense, it's just three kowtows, nothing serious. Before the stone door, I knelt down and kowtowed three times. After a loud mechanical noise, I had a bad feeling. Just as I was about to stand up, a large hole appeared in the ground, and I fell straight down again.

If someone is knocked unconscious once a day, that's called bad luck; but if they're knocked unconscious twice, what should I call that?

It must have been incredibly unlucky.

When I woke up again, I had no idea what time it was; everything was pitch black. I rubbed my bottom; it seemed I wasn't hurt. I felt like I had a thick layer of dry grass underneath me. I quickly got off the grass and cast a fire spell. By the light of the fire, I realized I was in a stone chamber. It wasn't very big, and there seemed to be several magic lamps on the walls. I recognized these lamps because I used to use them when I trained with my master. I threw the flame I had into one of the lamps, and it ignited effortlessly. I lit all four magic lamps in the room. Finally, I could see the room clearly.

The interior furnishings were quite simple, just a bed, a chair, and a table. They looked very old, but because they were made of stone, they were well-preserved. There were words carved on the stone wall:

"Fated one, you are very honest. If you don't kowtow, you'll never leave this place. Now, if you still want to leave, then swear to become my apprentice and fulfill my last wish."

Damn, I'm still so young, of course I don't want to starve to death in this godforsaken place.

"Okay, I swear to become your apprentice and fulfill your last wish."

Just as I finished speaking, a handprint suddenly appeared on the stone table, and at the same time, a line of words appeared before my eyes: "Put your hand into the handprint on the table." My mouth was so wide it could probably fit a coconut. My God, this person who wants me to become his apprentice must be a god. It's not difficult for a mechanism created in life to still function after death, but he could even tell if my voice was swearing—that's terrifying. Because of this, I felt a little more respect for this unknown old senior, just a little, of course. As I placed my hand inside, a book suddenly appeared on the table, titled *The Record of Spring Breeze and Rain*. Simultaneously, a very aged voice sounded in my ear.

"My disciple, do not be surprised. The voice you heard was from my previous life, which I suppressed into this alternate dimension with magic. The book is the same. My name is Adano Black, and I am the King of the Kingdom of Black. I inherited the throne at the age of ten, but I have no interest in governing the country. I love reading; I love any kind of book. However, the Kingdom of Atlas, which borders our kingdom, harbors great ambitions. In the year I turned twenty, they invaded our country." (Damn it, they blame others for invading when they themselves are incapable of governing!) I escaped to this island with only my books and some followers in a hydrogen balloon. (What's a hydrogen balloon? The King of Atlas had a peace treaty with me, but he betrayed his promise, so I sought revenge against him.) To be fair, I swore to master the world's strongest martial arts and magic. I studied all the books I brought, compiling them into the book you see, "The Record of Spring Breeze and Rain." I then spent a long time mastering everything in it before going out to seek revenge on that king. But when I found him, he was already dead. Because I had unknowingly stayed on the island for 100 years (damn, I'm not human!), all his grandsons were dead, so I had no choice but to return to the island. I know I can't restore the kingdom; firstly, I'm too old, and secondly, I'm not cut out for it. Otherwise, I wouldn't have lost the kingdom. My successor, whoever you are, whatever your race or gender, I hope you... "If you can master all the martial arts and magic in the *Spring Breeze and Rain Record*, take the treasure I left you, help me fulfill my unfinished wish, and establish a country called the Kingdom of Black. Everything else is recorded in the *Spring Breeze and Rain Record*. If you have any questions, just refer to that book. Cultivate diligently, and you will surely write your name into history!"

The voice ended, and it took me a while to recover. What a great story!

Of course, if you were the protagonist, you definitely wouldn't think that way! Enough talk, let's see how to get out. I opened the book and glanced at it. The first half described a martial art, and the second half was summoning magic.

This was truly an ancient form of magic. It had been obsolete by humans for hundreds of years. If I hadn't studied magic with my master for several years, I certainly wouldn't know what summoning magic is. I vaguely remember my master saying that this kind of magic was phased out because it seemed to require the practitioner to have very good innate qualities; otherwise, one would live a mediocre life without achieving anything. Moreover, it's very difficult to cultivate; even if you have talent and are very diligent, you might not achieve much in the end, so it was gradually phased out. This book records two kinds of summoning magic: one is to subdue magical beasts and use them as summoned creatures, and the other is to summon magical beasts from other dimensions. To learn this kind of magic, one must first establish a contract with the God of Contracts. The book concludes with many insights and experiences about cultivation, and it also lavishly praises its power, especially the one called "Spring Breeze and Rain." His martial arts were achieved through the balance of Yin and Yang, a practice that could even prolong life. He said he was over 200 years old when he died. Wow, that old monster, he really lived!

Finally, I turned to the last page and saw the map. There were many stone doors in the passageways, each with a switch next to it—though those unfamiliar with the area would hardly notice them. The switches looked no different from the surrounding stones; to open the door, you simply turned the switch three times to the left and then two times to the right. Following the map, I finally made my way out. When I opened the last stone door, I realized I was already at the foot of Water Bucket Mountain, not far from my cave. Looking at the sky, it must be morning. Having not eaten for so long, my stomach was already protesting. Back in the cave… Those little girls weren't there, but they left me some food in the pot.

They're so young and already know how to cook for me; it's a shame I've taken care of them for so many years. Actually, cooking is just filling a pot with water, putting the food in, adding some of my homemade salt, and that's it. After eating, I returned to the stone chamber; it wasn't far anyway. This time, I picked up the book and looked at it carefully. Since I promised to be his apprentice, I couldn't go back on my word. This was something my master taught me from a young age: a man's word is his bond, otherwise he doesn't deserve to be called a man.

Besides, my master, whom I've never met, raved about this book, and I really wanted to see how powerful it was. The book also recorded the magic circle I'd seen. Apparently, that magic circle was used for cultivation; mages inside could withstand various magical attacks to improve their abilities. A person's resistance to magic and their own magical level. So that's how it is. Luckily I didn't just wander in, otherwise I wouldn't even know how I died. The most amazing thing about this magic circle is that it's controllable. The control panel is right next to it. Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel itchy. I went to the magic circle and indeed saw the control panel mentioned in the book, but I didn't know if it would still work after so much time. I tried pressing the off button, and the magic circle really did shut down. It seems it really works. I reopened the magic circle and tried adjusting the power, setting it to maximum. All sorts of magic flew around inside the circle—fireballs, wind blades, ice blades, falling rocks. It was like a bunch of mages casting spells simultaneously. I was sweating profusely. If I were inside, I think I wouldn't even have a bone left. Not a single hair remained. Who developed such a monstrous cultivation tool? He should be sleeping here.

Having temporarily abandoned the idea of cultivating here, I still harbored a strong interest in summoning magic.

Seeing that learning summoning magic required establishing an agreement with the God of Contracts, I faced a dilemma. An agreement could only be signed when facing the statue of the God of Contracts, but where was I going to find such a statue?

However, it seemed someone had already thought of that for me; there was indeed a statue of the God of Contracts in the stone chamber.

Following the instructions in the book, I began to pray to the God of Contracts, requesting his acceptance of my agreement.

Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Court

, the meeting of the gods had already begun. Today's main topic was the question of the God of Contracts' fate.

The King of Gods cleared his throat and began to ask questions: "God of Contracts, do you know how long it's been since any creature proposed a contract to you?"

"A huge, huge, probably several hundred years!"

The God of Contracts broke out in a cold sweat.

"To be specific, 590 years and 184 days,"

the God of Time added.

The God of Contracts' cold sweat intensified.

"Hey, almost 600 years. I think this position can be cancelled!"

The King of Gods raised his chin as if questioning the other gods.

The God of Contracts' face was contorted into a grimace. He had finally heard the last thing he wanted to hear.

The gods looked at each other, all displaying indifferent expressions, with a few even agreeing.

The King of Gods laughed.

"Finally, I can pay one less penny in wages!"

He happily pondered what he should do with the saved money.

"Ha, ha, with him gone, we can give out more perks,"

the other gods thought.

The God of Contracts knew his fate was sealed. He buried his head between his legs in anguish.

"I never thought I'd be laid off like this. Goodbye to my comfortable job, goodbye to the privileges of a god, goodbye to the angels. Waaah!"

Just then, as the King of Gods raised his right hand to make the final decision, a golden light flashed between the God of Contracts' hands. The God of Contracts couldn't believe his incredible luck; in the final moments before being dismissed, someone was actually requesting him to establish a contract agreement.

"Haha, I've got it, I've got it!"

The God of Contracts seemed to have gone mad, unable to recover from his ecstasy.

The other gods looked at each other, utterly astonished by this dramatic turn of events.

"Well, well, God of Contracts, you can go ahead with your work. Let's move on to the next topic."

The King of Gods suppressed his rage and changed the subject to avoid further embarrassment.

The first thing the God of Contracts did after recovering from his euphoria was to quickly find the person who had made the application to him. "

I've been submitting my application to the statue for ages, and I haven't seen any response! Is what this book says true? Is this some kind of joke that's been going on for hundreds of years?"

The God of Contracts quickly found the person he was looking for—a human boy who looked to be under 20.

"Hi, hello boy, what's your name?"

the God of Contracts asked.

Hearing someone speak suddenly, I initially thought it was another magical device left by my master, whom I'd never met, that I'd activated. So I listened patiently.

"Hey, kid, are you mute?"

the God of Contracts asked, somewhat puzzled. Even a mute couldn't make a request to establish a contract agreement!

"Ah, who is it?"

I realized then that it wasn't a magical device; something was indeed speaking to me.

"Damn, who else could it be? Who did you just request a contract from?"

"What? No way, you're the God of Contracts?"

"Of course."

At this moment, the God of Contracts finally appeared.

I saw a three-inch-tall phantom floating before me, emitting a faint light. It was indeed the appearance of a god from legend.

I actually saw a god! Oh my god, I'm so happy! Even my master has never seen a god!

"Hey, you still haven't told me your name?"

I finally came to my senses. "My name is Ekron."

"Oh. Then why are you on this remote island?"

I told the God of Contracts about my experiences and my current situation.

"I see. Can I see that book?"

"Of course."

I handed over the book, and the God of Contracts quickly flipped through it, nodding as he read.

"Very good. I didn't expect that after hundreds of years, someone would still remember these advanced contract magics."

"I have a question.

" I asked. "Go ahead."

"Great god, why did you come to see me?"

"This..."

The God of Contracts also told me about his current situation.

I never thought even gods could be fired. Wait a minute, does that mean if I didn't propose an agreement, he...

heh heh, I actually have a god's life in my hands! Great, now I can have anything I want!

Haha, I'm so great, I can trample a god under my feet!

The God of Contracts watched me strangely, sometimes deep in thought, sometimes laughing, thinking I'd gone mad.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong?"

"Um, um, nothing. Since you're a god, you should be able to do many things mortals can't, right?"

"Yes."

The God of Contracts had a bad feeling.

"Then can you make me a master overnight, a Martial Saint in martial arts, and a Grand Magister in magic?"

"No, how could that be? These are things you have to cultivate yourself. Even if I were a god, I couldn't help you!"

"What? Seriously? You don't want to help me? Then I won't sign the contract with you. You'll have to deal with the consequences yourself."

"No, no, no, let's talk this out!"

The God of Contracts sighed inwardly. If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have told this kid about the current situation. Looks like he'll have to put in some effort to coax him!

"It's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that I don't have the proper authority. You know I was almost fired. The authority I have now is the lowest among the gods, not including the ability you mentioned."

"Then, how can you help me?"

"I can help you cultivate. The book you have is very profound, containing many extremely advanced summoning spells. You definitely can't learn them on your own. With my help, you can achieve twice the results with half the effort. I guarantee you'll become a master within a few years. Anyway, you're still young, you have plenty of time. By the way, how old are you?"

"I should be 16. There's no calendar on the island; I calculate my age by the mating of crabs."

"Haha, you've got a way."

The God of Contracts hadn't expected this kid to be so clever.

"You just said you could help me cultivate, so can you come often?"

"Of course, I'll stay with you every day until you become a master."

"What? Aren't you going to help others?"

"Didn't I tell you? In the last few hundred years, you're the only one who's signed a contract with me."

"Wait a minute."

With that, the God of Contracts found a piece of wood, and from somewhere produced a small knife. He carved and sculpted, and soon created a statue of himself, only a few centimeters long. Then, from somewhere, he produced a rope and threaded it onto the statue.

"Wear this around your neck, and I can possess you and stay with you forever."

I took it and wore it around my neck. The illusory figure before me seemed to transform into a thin thread, burrowing into the statue on my chest.

"See? I didn't lie to you."

The God of Contracts' voice came from within the statue.

"This seems quite fun. I have another question; can you answer it?"

"What question? Go ahead.

" This time, the God of Contracts answered quite readily.

I told the God of Contracts about my recent habit of standing on one leg, and before leaving, I asked, "Am I sick? Can you cure me? I don't want to die so young!"

"Haha."

After hearing my explanation, the God of Contracts was already doubled over with laughter. "You're sick, haha, sick."

"What's so funny?"

I asked, puzzled.

"Nothing, nothing. Given that you left society at 10, it's understandable that you don't know these things.

" For the next few hours, the God of Contracts gave me a complete lesson in physiology and hygiene. Originally, I'd been reading erotic books since I was 10, so my understanding of this was only vague. After the God of Contracts' guidance, I suddenly felt refreshed and clear-headed, and finally understood everything.

Excitement, arousal. I couldn't contain my feelings anymore; I wanted to, I wanted to, I wanted to practice.

"Wait, wait, what are you doing?"

Ah Qi asked (I gave the God of Contracts a nickname because I found his real name too troublesome to pronounce). "I'm going to practice my martial arts, the Spring Breeze and Rain Technique."

"Damn it, I've been teaching you for so long, do you even understand what Yin and Yang union is?"

"Nonsense, do you think I'm an idiot?

" "But now there's only one man, no women, what are you going to practice?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, there were four little girls rescued with me."

"Little girls, how old are they?"

Ah Qi looked at me suspiciously.

"About 6 or 7 years old,"

I replied. "What! You're heartless."

Ah Qi's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, of course I couldn't see them.

"They're still children!"

His voice was so loud it almost deafened me.

Damn, I didn't expect this god to be so righteous?

"Children can't do this kind of thing? But I read in a book that children do this kind of thing!"

"What? You actually have this kind of book? There it is, give it to me, I'm confiscating it. Let me tell you, letting children do this kind of thing will get you struck by lightning, it will be punished by heaven!"

I never expected him to get so angry. He's not like a god at all, he's just like my parents.

"Okay, okay, I know, this won't happen, don't worry. But what do you want that book for? You don't mean you want to read it, do you…?"

"What? You, you… how did you know I wanted to read it?"

I stammered.

Back at my house, the four brats weren't back yet. Looking at the sun, it was already afternoon. I wondered where they'd gone. Just thinking about them made my penis hard. Could it be that they've read too many pornographic books and developed pedophilia? That's not good. But people say you can tell a person's future from age three, and their character from age seven. Look at these girls, they're all beauties in the making, they'll definitely grow up to be stunning beauties. If we leave the island, will they still listen to me?

"If...if...hehe..." "Do you know how lewd your laugh is?"

Ah Qi sensed something was wrong when he saw my laugh.

"Ah Qi, could you..."

"No, no, no, this is against the laws of nature, doing this will incur divine punishment! I can't do this."

As expected of a god, he guessed before I even finished speaking.

"Fine, you said it. At worst, I won't practice this, and our contract will be completely dissolved."

Saying this, I started to remove the statue from my neck.

"No, no, can't we talk this over?"

This really made Ah Qi nervous.

"I can keep it, you know what to do!"

"Brother Ike, please don't do this, it really won't work.

" Ugh, seeing this side of a god, I realized that heaven and earth aren't that different; you still have to flatter.

It's just that the level of gods is far inferior to that of humans.

"Then there's nothing more to say, negotiations have broken down."

"No, really not. Signing a master-servant contract between people is a sin against heaven."

"Alright, Ah Qi, stop threatening me with that divine retribution. You're the God of Contracts! If you don't tell anyone, who will know, and who will punish me?"

"This, this..."

Seeing him waver, I knew I had to soften my approach. "Okay, just this once, Ah Qi, please, just this once. I promise I'll listen to you from now on, okay? I promise, just this once (yeah right)."

"Okay, alright, just this once, but don't go back on your word."

Ah Qi hesitated for a long time before agreeing. Of course, compared to being fired, divine retribution was nothing. Otherwise, he definitely wouldn't have agreed.

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