Chapter 9

Chapter 9: Auntie and the Big Monster Arrived

This monster’s body was flawless, without an ounce of excess fat. Its white, straight, and slender legs were as tender as congealed fat, as if they could be pinched to produce water.

The chest was a bit small… but it was still developing, so it would grow bigger eventually.

To possess such a body was the ultimate pleasure in life.

Do not misunderstand; here, possessing means to hold this body in one’s arms, not to become its master.

That would only allow others to enjoy the ultimate pleasure.

No, what ultimate pleasure? I’m still underage.

…What am I thinking about?

I’m clearly a 26-year-old man on the verge of becoming a middle-aged uncle.

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After bathing, I washed my cloak which was covered in weeds and dirt. The cloak didn’t absorb water; after shaking it off a few times, it was ready to wear again. I became increasingly curious about what it was made of.

In the coming days, I planned to study the application of the two forces within me. Although I disliked fighting, I did not want to be at the mercy of others.

Thinking of the arrogant attitude of the bearded swordsman when he questioned me made me angry. I swore silently that if I ever saw him again, I would make him kneel and call me dad.

A blue-white frost mist appeared in my hand, and I closed my eyes, carefully feeling the connection with this force.

I first condensed a tiny ice spear in my palm, then tried to activate it, attempting to make it float in the air.

There are currently two ways to use the power of frost: the extremely cold white mist that can freeze people solid, and the sharp ice spears. Previously, I always used all my strength to unleash them in one go. This method was impressive in a group fight, but it was foolish and tiring in a one-on-one battle.

When fleeing, I alternated between black smoke and frost, using them all at once, which quickly exhausted me.

This exhaustion wasn’t physical or mental; it was something between the two. This energy came from this body, whether it was frost or black smoke, both consumed it.

I don’t know how strong the bearded swordsman is, but he is undoubtedly among the top in humans. If every human were as strong as him, there would be no need to fear the abyss.

Similarly, he said I was a monster of the abyss, capable of bringing disaster to the world. If humans fought me with such a big show, I couldn’t be weak either. My physical abilities and senses were not inferior to his, and if I could turn back into a monster, my physical strength would far surpass his. Compared to him, I just lacked combat skills and experience.

Combat experience aside, next I needed to train the techniques for using these two forces.

I needed more diverse attack methods and the precise mobility skills of a swordsman.

Unlike those stories’ transmigrators, I had no good luck and no good teacher to teach me. I could only rely on myself.

Fortunately, I was already accustomed to such solitary efforts.

Putting aside those distracting thoughts, I began trying various methods.

On the first day, I successfully made an ice spear float in the air.

On the second night, I could already control three ice spears flying rapidly through the air.

By the fourth day, I could make ice spears appear anywhere within twenty meters and learned to use frost mist to transform a large area around me into an icy world.

In these few days, my mastery of frost progressed rapidly, and my connection with that cold aura grew stronger.

The only thing troubling me was food. Eating fruits for four or five days made me want to vomit whenever I saw them.

I actually considered hunting wild game, but my ability was ice, not fire. I couldn’t eat raw meat; that was too terrifying. Black smoke could condense into black flames, but it had no temperature…

Difficult skills were better left as thoughts.

And for some reason, as time passed, my appetite grew larger. On the first day, eating two or three fruits was enough to feel full, but by the fourth day, I felt like ten still weren’t quite enough.

I had also tried mushrooms and other plants, but their taste…

It was better not to mention it.

Had I awakened with a foodie attribute?

To be honest, I already had the idea of leaving this forest…

How I longed for something salty.

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On the sixth day, my period came.

This day, the sun seemed shyly hidden behind the clouds.

Pain in my lower abdomen came in waves, and I sat listlessly in the middle of the stream, submerging my lower body in the water, staring at the slowly flowing crimson blood in a daze.

It seemed like there was a lot.

I, Chen Yuxuan, could get pregnant.

Lifting my head, a sorrow unlike any I’d felt even when facing a thousand men appeared on my face.

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Wasn’t I a monster that crawled out of the Abyss?!! Wasn’t I an existence that could destroy the world?!

Where was my dignity?!?!

What now? I was completely at a loss.

Were there sanitary pads in this world? Even if there were, where would I get one right now…

But I couldn’t stay in the water either; the pain in my lower abdomen was intensifying.

The wound on my waist was almost healed. Maybe… I should wrap myself with that piece of cloth?

Standing up, I untied the cloak wrapped around my waist, bent down to wash it, and then wrapped it around my lower body.

It looked awkward, like a loose loincloth… but never mind, this didn’t need to be aesthetically pleasing.

Stepping out of the stream, I jumped a few times to make sure it wouldn’t fall off, then walked a few steps.

Then I felt a warm liquid trickle down the inside of my thigh.

…This damn cloth doesn’t absorb water at all!!!

Ah ah ah!!!

I tore off the cloth and threw it on the ground, then silently walked back to the stream and submerged myself again.

In despair.

“Bang—.”

Huh? What’s that sound?

The dull noise pulled me from my gloom, and I frowned.

“Bang—.”

Another dull sound echoed, and ripples spread across the stream.

What happened? An earthquake?

“Whoosh,” I stood up again, quickly putting on the cloak I grabbed from the shore.

From the west, a large flock of birds flew panicked into the sky, and the sound of trees snapping filled the air.

What was it!?

Feeling something amiss, I quickly hid behind a tree. Then I thought for a moment and immediately came out to pick up the cloak from the ground, hiding behind the tree again.

I looked cautiously toward the source of the sound, as if some massive creature was walking over here.

Soon, a white beast as huge as a mountain broke through the forest and stepped out.

The beast was over ten meters tall, with a giant dragon-like head, yet covered in white fur, walking upright. Its chest had a blood-red exoskeleton, and it had numerous thick curved horns on its head, with sharp claws like blades, looking fierce and terrifying.

What was this!? A white dragon-like beast? Was this the white dragon those knights mentioned?

Apart from its head, where was the resemblance to a dragon!?

This was more like a Godzilla with white fur!!

The enormous Godzilla… no, the enormous white dragon walked heavily to the stream, lowering its body to drink water. Its thick, long tongue splashed up huge amounts of water when it flicked.

I watched the giant beast only a few meters away in terror, unconsciously swallowing my saliva.

This was too frightening; if it discovered me, I would surely die!

Better slip away quietly…

Deciding on this, I began to retreat. But accidentally stepping on a branch made a faint “crack” sound.

The beast, alert, lifted its head and looked in my direction.

My heart leapt to my throat, and I didn’t dare move.

A warm flow trickled down my thigh.

It was itchy, but I dared not scratch.