Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Children raised in an Interstellar Society actually understand better why an eighteen-year-old boy would choose fun over women.

It’s especially normal for those living carefree to still look childlike even at seventy or eighty.

If you don’t want to grow up, you don’t have to.

But ’Susu’ has recently learned quite a bit about the backgrounds of Aesces and even Toril, especially about Aesces, which is like a world from the Victorian era... even the most naive child would be exposed to the extravagant lifestyle from a young age.

Their innocence mostly carries a peculiar coldness and indifference.

’Susu’ couldn’t help but ask in surprise, "So, is there something wrong with Gaia’s son?"

In the mind of the Female Priest, a long list of cases of genetic collapse due to close-relative marriages already appeared... and she’s begun to wonder if that child secretly borrowed some seed from Lucimar.

After all, the kid has been out and about hunting for beauties for years, so it’s not impossible for something to happen, right?

"Zhu Meili said that the child isn’t uninterested in the females around him." But Snow Cloud Peak’s words interrupted her wild thoughts, "However, his attitude is very cautious, as if he treats everyone around him as... elders’ spies.

This child... perhaps he knew from a young age that there is no one on his side, so he’s wary of everyone?"

"How is that possible?" ’Susu’, who studied psychology, flatly denied, "Not to mention those sent by his biological mom or dad, even those from his grandma can’t negate a man’s lust for conquest.

Could all those women around him really resist not trying to seduce him?

In the Desert Oasis, whether they’re favored by their master or not should greatly affect these servants’ lives, right?"

"Luciella is building a relationship with him, how would those maids dare?" Snow Cloud Peak shook his head, "It’s really strange.

You’re right, the poorer the living condition, it should logically make more people want to do something.

Especially maids brought up in the environment of Luciella and her mother, they couldn’t all be chaste and pure."

"Let’s ask Hill!" ’Susu’ thought for a moment, then suggested, "I feel like there is some common knowledge about Deities involved here, which we Undead Tribe simply don’t understand.

Some things are easy to overlook, even if we try to understand."

Snow Cloud Peak sighed, "I’ll go ask~

Hope he doesn’t ignore me."

"Hill has always been quite friendly to us, hasn’t he?" ’Susu’ didn’t understand what he was struggling with.

"If it were me, having just hosted Aesces, I wouldn’t want to hear ’Why’ even within the same day.

Why you ask why!" Snow Cloud Peak said with a straight face, expressionless.

’Susu’ pressed her mouth together, struggling to suppress her laughter.

It’s really hard to imagine something that could simultaneously infuriate both Snow Old Dog and Hill to the point they wouldn’t want to speak.

In a sense, Aesces truly is a god of miracles!

However, Hill wasn’t as furious as Snow Cloud Peak thought, unwilling to speak.

He did, after all, have experience with those three Little Bears of Oriana.

Although Hill spoke decisively to Aesces, firmly believing there’s no dumber Earth Bear than Aesces.

But when it comes to young bears, the level of annoyance is actually quite similar.

Oriana even used to wreck homes!

Small body with great energy, rolling into a ball and crashing into the house... Hill later had to reinforce the round hall with Mithril.

Other metals or minerals, though more colorful and varied, couldn’t withstand the round bear prints covering every wall.

After following repairs for a few years, Hill finally chose to compromise... he still had trees to plant!

Only then did their Earth Bear’s home become the final golden round hall.

Hill’s taste, though direct, wasn’t exactly desert-style, but he had no choice.

So when Lily of the Valley delivered Snow Cloud Peak’s careful inquiry, Hill directly revealed the biggest possibility to him... When Gaia bonded with this son, it probably often descended on some maid.

Moreover, because a mortal’s soul is prone to collapse, she frequently had to bring in new people.

Therefore, Luciella must first prove that she’ll always be herself, or else that child might not see the difference between her and his real mom.

The enlightened Snow Cloud Peak couldn’t help but feel a little sympathy for Gaia... This is the result of not raising a backup properly!

It’s apparent that Gaia didn’t initially intend to use Luciella and this child in her plans.

What she really wanted was Lucimar, the direct heir of the Great Sage Ismael of the Ismael Family.

Knowing there’s still room for chaos in the desert, a reassured Snow Cloud Peak turned around to see a slightly dazed ’Susu’: "What’s with that expression?"

’Susu’ hesitated for a few seconds before sharing her wild thought... Generally speaking, she wasn’t willing to let Snow Old Dog think she had secrets to hide from him.

"How could that be?" Snow Cloud Peak chuckled, "Genetic diseases don’t appear in Deities.

Ha~ Otherwise, why would those Royal Nobility, who play around with this kind of crap, all claim to be descendants of Divine Blood!

You’ve thought too much.

However, thinking a bit more isn’t a bad thing.

Every jinx is a potential perfectionist, you can try to become the strongest jinx!"

’Snow Cloud Peak’ raised an eyebrow at the end: "Of course, the reason I’m sure of this is because, when he became an adult, Lucimar poisoned himself.

It wasn’t some temporary-effect potion like Ismael’s.

Unless he becomes a Deity, and can rely on Divine Power to completely change his body, or play some Divine Power resonance with someone, he can’t possibly have offspring."

He smiled: "Otherwise, why would I think he’s suitable as a collaborator for Ink Brush!

Humans, the biggest fear is luck.

Ink Brush ended up like this not because he was greedy, but because he wanted everything.

Greed, ha~

In his environment, everyone he saw was greedy.

But he didn’t learn the elders’ ability to give up and be ruthless... those tricks by Paintbrush only work on people like him.

If it were Baldy, she wouldn’t be able to work her to death!

If Ink Brush could learn half of Lucimar’s judgment and decisiveness, it would be enough for him in the gaming world.

Honestly, as a man, especially a man from the Noble era, being able to make decisive decisions to such an extent is somewhat admirable."

"At that time, he didn’t know Gaia wanted his child, so why did he do that?" ’Susu’ was a bit puzzled.

"But he should have been able to feel that the women around him were all arranged by Gaia... His fondness for the laundry and cooking maid wasn’t without reason.

With Gaia’s status, the women she could plant with Divine Power Seed and arrange by Lucimar’s side would at least be upper-class maids... those trained as housekeepers.

Ha~ Although Ismael is somewhat of a fool, he wasn’t completely blind.

She could hide for so long; her actions must have matched her status." ’Snow Cloud Peak’ sneered, "Anyway, the Ismael Family won’t go extinct, he has so many brothers!

He doesn’t care about some family inheritance rights, the more Gaia seemed to want something, the more he resisted!

So he simply did a once-and-for-all; after all, Lucimar didn’t think highly of his biological father either.

Otherwise, his reaction towards the Great Sage Ismael wouldn’t have been so calm."

’Susu’ nodded: "So our main task now is to arrange this vein?

I estimate that in about half an hour, they will be able to come up with a few new maps, just excluding the part of the mountain range connected to the beach, and that modification isn’t troublesome.

’Snow Cloud Peak’ impatiently rolled his eyes: "That’s the only work for you guys, not for me.

Nasir that guy, damn... Are Midnight Elect so poor?

Penny-pinching nuisance!"

’Susu’ blinked... So, you’ve been haggling with him all this time?

"Is there anything I can do?" she asked gently, looking down.

"Don’t bother me, go do your work!" ’Snow Cloud Peak’ lowered his head to look at the tablet, his fingers flying, "Once Qiuqiu’s drawings are out, take them to Hill and have him look them over, and then pass on the ones that don’t harm the valley’s vegetation to me.

Remember, be respectful, treat him like a professor who decides whether you can graduate when you talk.

This is not his obligation."

"Oh." ’Susu’ replied calmly with a straight face... she really got too excited, if Old Dog Snow were so easy to settle, it wouldn’t have taken her decades of painstaking efforts here.

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Hill didn’t expect that ’Snow Cloud Peak’ could still think of those plants in the valley amidst such busyness.

This guy’s style is really meticulous.

So, even though he was a bit surprised by the overly respectful attitude of ’Susu’ when she brought the maps, he still seriously helped her pick two of them... one convenient for Undead management, opening right on the right side of the gate, but on the other side of the maze-like tunnels, connected to the wider valley entrances in the back of the valley’s farmland.

The other requires the Undead Tribe to extend a defense line over two kilometers beyond the right side of the gate, but the inner opening lies in a military camp in the Gourd Mouth where outsiders have never been received.

Forget about the rest of the maps.

It’s fine to confuse outsiders, but if their Proud Sky Alliance members themselves can’t find the way out, Hill suspects not only would ’Snow Cloud Peak’ be cursed to high heavens, but even the ones who drew the maps would be found and strangled a hundred or eighty times.

Architects, this sort of thing, never consider practicality, still the same damned character even after thousands of years!

Hill sneered disdainfully.