Chapter 9
Chapter 9: The Period and the Monster Both Arrived
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This monster’s body could be called perfect, without a trace of excess flesh. The snow-white legs were straight and long, with skin like congealed cream so tender it seemed you could squeeze water from it.
Except for the chest being a bit small… but it’s still developing, it will grow eventually.
To possess such a body would be the ultimate earthly pleasure.
Don’t misunderstand, possession here means being able to hold this body in one’s arms, not becoming the owner of this body.
That would only let others experience the ultimate.
No, what ultimate experience, I’m still underage.
…What am I thinking about?
I’m actually a 26-year-old person about to become middle-aged.
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After showering, I washed the cloak that was covered in weeds and mud. This cloak doesn’t even get wet, after washing you just need to shake it twice and it can be worn, no need to hang it up to dry. I’m increasingly curious about what material it’s made from.
For the time ahead, I plan to properly study how to use the two powers within my body. Although I don’t like fighting, I dislike being pushed around even more.
Thinking about how arrogant that bearded swordsman was when questioning me makes me angry. I secretly vow that if I see him again, I’ll make him kneel down and call me daddy.
Blue-white mist appears in my hand as I close my eyes, carefully sensing the connection with this power.
I first condensed a small ice spike in my palm, then tried to control it, attempting to make it float in the air.
There are currently two discovered ways to use the frost power: the extremely cold white mist that can freeze people, and the sharp ice spikes. Previously when using it, I always released all the power at once with full force. While this looks quite intimidating, it’s only effective when dealing with groups. In one-on-one situations, this method is very foolish, and it’s easy to become tired.
Earlier when escaping, I alternated between using black smoke and frost, both bursting out with full force, so I quickly exhausted myself to collapse.
This exhaustion isn’t physical fatigue, nor mental fatigue, but a third energy between these two. This energy also comes from this body, and whether it’s frost or black smoke, they both consume it.
I don’t know how strong that bearded swordsman really is, but without doubt, he must be among the top existence among humans. If every human was as strong as him, there would be no need to fear the Abyss.
By the same logic, he said I’m a monster from the Abyss, an existence that can bring disaster to the world. If humans make such a big fuss about fighting me, then there’s no reason for me to be this weak. My physical qualities and senses are no weaker than his, and if I could turn into a monster again, my physical abilities would far surpass his. Compared to him, I only lack combat techniques and experience.
Setting aside combat experience for now, what I need to train next is the skill in using these two powers.
I need more diverse attack methods, and excellent mobility abilities like the swordsman.
Unlike those transmigrators in stories, I don’t have such good luck, nor do I have a good teacher to teach me. I can only rely on my own efforts.
Fortunately, I’m already used to such solitary effort.
Putting aside those stray thoughts in my mind, I begin trying various methods.
On the first day, I successfully made the ice spike float in the air.
By the second night, I could already control three ice spikes simultaneously darting through the air.
By the fourth day, I could make ice spikes appear anywhere within 20 meters, and learned to use the ice mist to turn a considerable area around me into a world of ice and snow.
During these days, I made rapid progress in using frost, and the connection with that cold aura grew increasingly tight.
The only thing that troubled me was the food issue. After eating fruits for 4 or 5 consecutive days, now I feel like vomiting just looking at them.
I’ve actually thought about hunting some game, but the problem is my ability is ice not fire, I can’t possibly eat raw meat, that would be too horrible. The black smoke can condense into black flames, but that has no temperature… skills like friction fire-starting are better left as just thoughts.
And for some unknown reason, as time passed, my appetite grew increasingly larger. On the first day, eating 2 or 3 fruits per meal was enough to feel full, but by the fourth day, eating 10 consecutive fruits still didn’t feel quite enough.
I’ve also eaten mushrooms and other plants, but that taste…
Better not mention it.
Have I awakened a foodie attribute?
To be honest, I’ve already had thoughts of leaving this forest…
I really want to eat something salty.
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Then on the sixth day, my period came.
On this day, even the sun seemed somewhat shy hiding behind the clouds.
As intermittent cramping pain came from my lower abdomen, I sat listlessly in the middle of the stream, soaking my lower body in the water, staring blankly at the crimson slowly flowing out from my private parts.
Seems like the flow is quite heavy.
I, Chen Yuxuan, can get pregnant.
Looking up, my face showed a tragic expression I hadn’t shown even when surrounded by 1,000 men.
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Wasn’t I supposed to be a monster that crawled out of the Abyss?!! Wasn’t I supposed to be an existence that destroys the world!!
What about dignity?!!!
What should I do now? Completely at a loss.
Does this world have sanitary pads? Even if it does, where would I get them now…
But I can’t keep soaking in the water forever, and I feel the abdominal cramps intensifying.
The wound on my waist has almost healed, so… should I try using that cloth to wrap around for now?
Standing up, I untied the cloak cloth wrapped around my waist, bent down to wash it clean before wrapping it around my lower body.
It’s wrapped somewhat ugly, like a loose loincloth… but never mind, this thing doesn’t need to be aesthetically pleasing.
Coming out of the stream, I first jumped twice to confirm it wouldn’t fall off, then walked a few steps.
Then I felt something warm flowing down my inner thigh.
…This damn cloth doesn’t absorb water!!!!
Ahhhhhh!!!!
I angrily untied this useless thing and threw it on the ground, then silently walked back to soak in the stream again.
Breakdown.
“Thud——”
Hm? What’s that sound?
The muffled sound pulled me back from dejection, I furrowed my brows.
“Thud——”
Another dull sound, the stream water rippled with the sound.
What’s happening? An earthquake?
With a “splash”, I stood up again, quickly grabbed the cloak from the shore and put it on.
In the western direction, a large flock of birds flew toward the sky in panic, accompanied by the crackling sound of trees being broken in patches.
What is it!?
Sensing something wrong, I quickly hid behind a tree. Then thinking again, I immediately came out to pick up the cloak cloth from the ground, then ducked behind the tree again.
Vigilantly looking toward where the sound came from, it seemed like some huge creature was walking this way.
Soon, a white monster as big as a mountain broke through the forest and walked out.
The monster was estimated to be over 10 meters tall, with a huge dragon head, but covered in white fur all over and walking upright. Its chest had blood-red exoskeletons, countless thick curved horns grew from the back of its head, its claws were sharp as blades, looking fierce and terrifying.
What is this!? A white dragon-shaped beast? Is this the white dragon those knights talked about?
Other than its head, where does this monster look like a dragon!?
This looks more like a furry white Godzilla!!
The huge Godzilla… no, the huge white dragon walked with heavy steps to the stream’s edge, lay down and lowered its head to drink. Its thick long tongue splashed huge water drops as it lapped.
I fearfully watched the giant beast less than 10 meters away from me, unconsciously swallowing.
This is too scary, I’d instantly die if discovered right?
Better sneak away quietly…
Having made up my mind, I started backing away. But accidentally stepped on a tree branch, making a faint “crack” sound.
The monster alertly raised its head, looking toward my position.
My heart instantly jumped to my throat, not daring to move a muscle.
A warm flow ran down my thigh.
It’s itchy, but I dare not scratch.