章節 38: Chapter 37: First Arrival at the Machine Shop
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Either endure a humiliating Big Booty for a visual feast,
Or receive something seemingly useless—an Ethical Praise, embodying high moral standards.
"Ah, forget it. It's better not to take that Big Booty."
Bochang didn't want to gauge just how much psychological trauma a Big Booty could inflict, especially since it might incite March 7th's disgust, making it more trouble than it was worth. Thus, he turned and left.
"Oh... you're both inside already? Then I'll wait here."
[Rewards being distributed—Congratulations! You have received an Ethical Praise. At Belobog Administrative District's Central Plaza Fountain, you can expend one Ethical Praise to retrieve treasures from the fountain once. Note: This type of item will...]
Bochang had already departed.
The voices within the bathroom continued unabated.
"Stelle, what were you thinking?! We're bathing; how could you let Bochang enter? Good thing I reacted quickly..."
In the bathtub, March 7th chattered excitedly.
Feeling bored, Stelle splashed water playfully and remarked, "Bochang is special."
The two fair-skinned and beautiful young girls shared the bath together, revealing only their delicate collarbones above the surface while the rest remained hidden beneath the shimmering, saintly waters, occasionally hinting at glimpses of undulating curves.
It was all too easy to let one's imagination run wild.
"I know our relationship isn't ordinary... but... but it still shouldn't be..."
At a loss for words, March 7th eventually submerged her cherry-red lips underwater, blowing bubbles.
Stelle asked, "What does March think of Bochang?"
"A review? He's quite alright, after all... After all, when we encountered the Doomsday Beast before, he saved me twice..." March 7th's cherry-red lips re-emerged from the water.
It was unclear what they were discussing among themselves.
After waiting for another ten minutes or so, Bochang saw...
March 7th and Stelle emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in towels that accentuated their curvaceous figures, providing quite an eyeful.
"The water is still warm and very clean. If you want to wash up, feel free to use it."
As the pink-haired girl spoke, she dried her hair with a towel.
Stelle nodded and said, "Bochang, if we get another chance, we can bathe together next time."
March 7th's scalp tingled, utterly unable to imagine such a scene.
"That will never happen!"
To prevent Stelle from saying more outrageous things, March 7th quickly pushed her away.
Bochang simply watched silently.
There was no time for him to interject before both girls disappeared at the staircase.
And so...
After resting for another ten minutes, feeling completely refreshed, Bochang set down the Vow Spear and turned towards the bathroom.
In Jarilo VI, seven hundred years ago:
They still possessed an advanced stellar civilization, including Belobog itself, which had robots even back then.
Therefore...
The level of modernization here was quite high.
It featured running water, hot water heaters, and even a bathtub with temperature maintenance capabilities.
Stripping off his clothes, Bochang luxuriated in the warm bath for a while. Closing his eyes, he placed his hand at the bottom of the tub and suddenly felt something. The black-haired youth grasped it, lifted it out, and upon closer inspection...
It was a curled pink hair.
Instantly recognizing what it was, Bochang murmured, "Seems they indeed didn't change the water, nor did they bother cleaning..."
Nonchalantly tossing the hair back into the water, Bochang paid no further attention to it and continued enjoying his relaxing soak.
After some time, feeling bored, Bochang decided to start searching for hidden treasures within the bathtub.
Meanwhile...
Pela lay on her bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. The reason was simple - she couldn't stop thinking about the events from earlier that day.
Ever since spotting the peculiar group yesterday, Pela had launched an investigation. She discovered that these individuals had no registered citizenship and exhibited strange behavior, as if planning something significant.
Initially planning to apprehend them, Pela decided to wait instead.
She wanted to see what they were up to.
The final revelation was peculiar: these vagrants intended to go to the Underworld.
"Just to avoid taxes?" Pela wasn't sure and had no intention of questioning it further.
In her view, as long as these individuals worked honestly without causing trouble, everything else didn't concern her.
It was not within Pela's purview.
"Also...did I make a mistake today?"
Bochang's reproach during their encounter lingered heavily on her mind, causing her the most discomfort.
"But...I detected fate path energy within Dan Heng, and none of them seemed alarmed, so that's why..."
Moreover, it wasn't just Dan Heng who possessed fate path energy; March 7th and Stelle did as well.
Except for Bochang, who barely engaged in the fight or only struck opportunistically when his companions had the upper hand, Pela couldn't definitively confirm if he had activated his fate path.
However, the other three clearly had.
Thus, Pela assumed Bochang must have also unlocked his fate path.
With such power, facing a group of petty thugs, defeat seemed virtually impossible.
"Nevertheless... I emerged too late. Anything unexpected could have happened by then."
Pela's thoughts tangled like a messy knot, and it took him a long while to finally drift off to sleep.
The third day arrived.
It had been three days since Bochang and his companions landed on Jarilo VI.
Once again, early in the morning...
Dan Heng pulled Bochang out for firearms training. The fatigue from yesterday had dissipated by now.
With renewed vigor, the black-haired youth practiced vigorously, his blue spear whistling through the air with forceful precision.
Since everyone had work during the day,
their morning exercises were limited to just half an hour.
After completing their practice session, Bochang and Dan Heng noticed that March 7th and Stelle had also risen from bed.
Following a quick tidy-up, each of the four headed towards their respective workplaces.
Bochang and Stelle worked at the same location, so naturally, they traveled together.
In no time at all, they reached the machine shop and pushed open the door.
"Hello," greeted Serval with a smile from behind the counter. "Welcome back to the Perpetual Motion Machine Shop."
Bochang and Stelle returned the greeting warmly.
Having met each other yesterday, they were already acquainted and didn't need to introduce themselves again.
Serval said, "As newcomers, there's likely much you don't understand yet, but that's alright. I'll teach you everything properly."
The strikingly dressed woman before them was their temporary boss—Serval Landau... her full name. She stood tall with beautiful long golden hair and blue eyes, clad in a revealing outfit blending black, white, and blue hues haphazardly.
Notably, three flamboyant dark-blue feathers adorned her right shoulder, giving off a distinct rock-and-roll vibe—much like Pela.
Similar to Pela, Serval also wore sheer black stockings.
In Belobog, few people opted for white stockings; perhaps the preference for black stemmed from its heat-absorbing properties, making it warmer? Consequently, nearly everyone wore black stockings, with very few choosing white.
"What should we be doing?" Stelle asked.
Serval responded, "Since you're apprentices at the machine shop, your primary task will naturally involve repairing machinery. Bochang, work together with Stelle and try fixing this device."
Serval bent down, retrieving a machine roughly the size of a microwave from beneath the counter.
Bochang nodded.
"Leave it to us."
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