Though it felt great for a moment, it could potentially lead to other issues!
"I'm saying, what if we have a baby?" Jiang Yao thought for a moment: "There are no household registration issues here. We can just kill a sheep for the one-month celebration! For education, with five college students and a policewoman, we can teach until high school. If they make mistakes, we can still call the police!"
"Call the police for making a small mistake? That's too extreme!"
"I believe if one-sixth of the population in any country were police officers, they would be just as unruly."
"This is not about being unruly or not. For such a young child, calling the police just for tiny errors would hurt their innocent hearts... Wait, I think you led me astray."
Jiang Yao smiled smugly: "Hmm!"
"Yao Yao, don't mess around like this anymore! I'm willing to marry you and love you for life, but now is not the time to have a baby."
"Then when?"
Lu Zhe thought for a moment: "When we don't lack nutrition anymore, the camp's sanitary conditions are also improved, and you girls also have robust health. I don't want you to have a C-section."
Jiang Yao's delicate body shuddered: "That really won't work! It would affect the experience for both of us in the future."
But when she thought about it, their nutrition had indeed become more and more abundant - chicken, lamb, fish, alligator meat, bird's nest, fish maw, and mountain delicacies, as well as all kinds of natural and organic fruits and vegetables.
Speaking of nutrition, it was much better than what their parents' and grandparents' generations had in the 60s and 70s.
Back then, they couldn't even afford baby formula.
Thinking of formula, Lu Zhe suddenly had a bright idea.
That's right, today was August 8th, they had been stranded on the deserted island for 60 days.
The cow had given birth to a calf about 17-18 days ago.
Seeing the cow full of vigor and the calf growing healthily, it was about time to wean.
Seeing the other four girls still sleeping lazily in the banyan tree, Lu Zhe said:
"Yao Yao, come down first!"
"Ok!"
Lu Zhe got up and put on his shorts.
"Let's make some new delicacies!"
"What is it?"
"Milk!"
Jiang Yao frowned and stuck out her chest arrogantly: "Do you think our child will not get enough to eat?"
"Yao Yao, keep your thoughts logical. We need to drink it too!"
The two came to the mother cow and calf.
Jiang Yao was a little nervous: "I'm scared it might kick us."
Lu Zhe nodded: "Me too! But I can talk to her calf first."
Lu Zhe led the calf aside: "Listen, little guy, from your birth on July 21st until now, you've been in this world for nineteen days. It's about time to be weaned."
The calf kept mooing, nudging Lu Zhe's hand with its nose, seemingly asking its owner to pat it.
"Don't do that!" Lu Zhe's tone was a little stern: "You've grown up now. Don't keep acting like a child, okay?"
The calf let out a dejected moo.
"As a cow, you must have the resolve of a cow. The weaning time for a calf is around 3 weeks. As my cow, a couple days early is no problem at all. These next couple days I'll have your mom give you some milk in moderation, and I'll also get you some tender grass. From now on, you have to be like a grown cow, don't let me down, okay?"
The calf seemed to vaguely understand and mooed again.
"That side's settled. Now to ask the mother cow!"
Lu Zhe cleared his throat: "Next, I'm going to clean your teats. If you don't want me to, just let me know directly, don't kick me, okay?"
The mother cow also mooed, seeming to understand.
"Come on, Yao Yao!"
"You're sure you got through to it?"
"Mm!"
The two twisted open a bottle of stored water and carefully washed twice, making sure the calf's saliva was washed off. Then they found an oil drum.
They cut open the top and washed the inside clean.
They placed it under the cow's belly.
"Let's start!"
"Okay!"
Jiang Yao was afraid of hurting the mother cow, she squeezed gently downward, but only a few drops of milk came out.
"You're not doing it right. Watch how I, a pure pro milkman, do it!"
Was Lu Zhe really professional?
The survival handbook described it professionally, but actual operation was another matter.
He squeezed down hard, "Psst—"
The milk did squirt out, but he had misjudged the angle of the teat. It all squirted onto Jiang Yao's head, covering her head and face in milk.
It made Jiang Yao yelp in surprise.
Milk dripped down her bangs and off her face, soaking her clothes wet.
Jiang Yao, smelling of milk all over, was unhappy: "Lu Zhe, if you wanted to see me like this, just say so directly, no need for a sneak attack!"
Lu Zhe swallowed nervously: "Dear, believe me this was an accident?!"
The two quickly ran to wash up. Before they could pour water over their heads, the other girls had come out, staring dumbfounded at the scene before them!
Ning Shu said in a daze: "Oh my god, Lu Zhe, what did you do to Yao Yao?"
Tang Xiaoguo said angrily: "Yao Yao, what did little Zhe do to you?"
The different questions seemed to make sense in their own way.
"Hey, this is a misunderstanding!"
"It's just milk!"
Lin Qianqian asked nervously: "What did you do to the cow?"
Shen Bing shrugged and let out a breath: "I knew Lu Zhe wouldn't do that much."
"I'm telling you all, we had a little accident while milking, accidentally spraying it onto Yao Yao. That's all."
"Ah?"
"I see..."
"Really?"
Lin Qianqian climbed down from the tree, dipped her finger in the milk on Jiang Yao's face, and put it in her mouth.
"It really is milk!"
The girls finally nodded.
"We can collect milk now?"
"Yup!"
"Can we make yogurt or sweet milk?"
"Pretty much."
"Look, the mother and calf are separated now."
"So Lu Zhe, did the mother cow resist at all?"
"Well..."
Frankly speaking, from the conversation to the milking, she was exceptionally cooperative. Even when the milk squirted wrong, it wasn't the cow's fault.
In the end, maybe the mother cow really understood his words.
Or perhaps, the mother cow understood that Lu Zhe had saved their lives, and harbored a grateful heart, taking Lu Zhe as its owner, which is why it was so cooperative.
Lu Zhe gently patted the cow's head: "You really understand me! Look at the other species, they look at me with hostility and wariness, completely misunderstanding what a friendly person I actually am."
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
