Chapter 150: Florida Man Bitten in the Nuts by Jealous Wife While Assembling Army Full of Thirsty Women to Fight Reincarnated Demon God

Behind the eager crowd of lamias and beastmen, Felix noticed a significant pile of treasures—trent corpses, bundles of dried weeds, and strange purple mushrooms.

At the front of the treasure heap, a box of large gemstones glittered, reflecting the morning light. Felix raised an eyebrow as he scanned the collection, his gaze settling on Clover, who stood proudly in front of the offering.

"Well, it's not much," Clover began, her voice carrying a hint of humility, "but this is all we managed to gather over the past week. I hope it's enough to share the dragon meat with us again."

Felix's eyes flicked over the crowd. Everyone was practically salivating, their anticipation of receiving more of the coveted dragon meat evident. Yet, it wasn't their drooling faces that caught Felix's attention—it was how they had changed.

The lamias were different now. Some had transformed into demi-humans, standing on two legs, their sleek, muscular forms partially covered in snake scales. Their faces were more humanoid, and their figures had developed so much that their beauty rivaled even Jiji's, though their demeanor still lacked her grace.

Felix could sense the mana they radiated with each breath, indicating they had reached the fourth or even fifth mana circle.

The beastmen had also undergone a stark transformation. Their bodies were more muscular, their skin radiating with aura. Huchu, who once appeared as a regular warrior, now carried the presence of a six-star aura knight. Even the other beastmen radiated power, equivalent to five-star aura knights.

As for Clover, her aura was the most intimidating of them all. Felix could tell that her mana density was approaching the level of Garudeer.

Felix smirked to himself, fully aware of what had caused their rapid advancements.

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Rain Dragon Meat

Category: Magical Creature Ingredient

Weight: Varies (per cut)

Description: This prized meat comes from the rare and powerful rain dragon, a creature capable of summoning storms and controlling rain. The meat is exceptionally tender and suffused with magical energy, offering a unique, succulent flavor akin to a forest after heavy rain.

Effects:

- Stamina Replenishment: Consuming this meat revitalizes the body, restoring fatigue and stamina.

- Mana & Aura Enhancement: The meat boosts mana reserves and aura strength, with a medium chance to elevate one's mana heart or aura dantian by one level. However, this effect can only be triggered once a week per individual.

- Exclusion Clause: Those who possess a phoenix, dragon, black tortoise, or white tiger bloodline gain no benefit from this meat.

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The meat had no direct benefit for Felix, thanks to his unique physiology, but it was a magical food source for nearly everyone else. He hadn't let Jiji partake yet as he had been waiting to see how these "guinea pigs" reacted to it first.

Now, after observing their physical and internal improvements, Felix felt confident that it was safe. He resolved to finally cook some for Jiji and the hydra familiar.

Returning his attention to the pile of offerings, Felix evaluated their worth. The trent corpses could be useful for crafting or mana conversion, and the gemstones seemed interesting. The purple mushrooms intrigued him, possibly having alchemical uses.

And the dried weeds?

Felix wasn't so sure about those, but they might have some value. All in all, it wasn't a bad haul, considering the rewards he'd already gained from their work.

"Well," Felix said with a smirk, "I suppose you've earned another share of dragon meat." His gaze flicked toward the pile of treasure. "But next time, try to bring something more... exotic. We've got big ambitions here, after all."

Clover's smile widened, and the crowd of lamias and beastmen erupted in cheers, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. They were clearly eager for their next meal and the continued benefits of their evolving life under Felix's rule.

Felix continued, "How much do you need? Or rather, how much can you even carry back?"

Clover rubbed her hands together, and her vine tendrils writhed with excitement. "How about… 100 carts of red dragon meat? Also, the blood and some fertilizer for the crops…"

Felix narrowed his eyes, considering the request. Fortunately, he had already saved some raw spirit potatoes for Clover's farming project. To test her capabilities, he ejected 100 spirit potatoes from his inventory, letting them fall at her feet. Then, with a wave of his hand, he summoned 100 gallons of dragon blood and a large container brimming with unknown intestines.

"Fine. Consider this your advance payment for the spirit potato project," Felix said. "As for the meat..."

With a snap of his fingers, 10 massive cuts of rain dragon meat—each the size of his house—appeared before the group. Felix gave one of the slabs a light smack. "Yours. Keep up the good work."

Clover, Huchu, and the rest of the lamias prostrated themselves before him, their grins wide as they eagerly began cutting down the enormous chunks of dragon meat, preparing to haul it back to their village. The crowd buzzed with excitement, their makeshift tools clanging against the meat as they worked.

However, Clover wasn't finished. Rising to her feet, she hesitated before speaking again, her voice more measured this time.

"Sir… I mean, master. There's one more issue. About the weapons and ammunition you gave us... I'm afraid we've encountered some problems."

Clover gestured to a lamia, who brought over a cart stacked with KAR 98k rifles. She pointed at the rifles with a concerned expression.

"The weapons are effective against the monsters in the forest, but they break easily. Some of them misfired, and many of the barrels got clogged. We're struggling to keep them in working condition. Could you help us repair them?"

Felix picked up one of the rifles and inspected it closely. His brows furrowed as he ran his hand along the barrel. It was filled with dirt, as if someone had tried to use it as a shovel. Shaking his head, he glanced at Jiji.

"Have you taught them how to maintain these guns?"

Jiji, ever expressionless, replied without a hint of shame, "No, master."

Felix sighed and smacked his forehead. "Of course… That explains it."

Turning back to Clover, Felix explained the problem. "It's not the weapons that are faulty—it's the lack of maintenance. Leave about 20 of your smartest subordinates here. I'll personally teach them how to repair, clean, and replace parts. Also... do you need more ammunition?"

Clover perked up. "Yes, please. We're running low." Sёarᴄh the Novёlƒire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Without hesitation, Felix nonchalantly summoned 10,000 boxes of regular ammunition, each box filled to the brim with fresh rounds. Then, with another wave of his hand, he created 100 brand-new rifles to replace the damaged ones.

Clover's face lit up with joy, and she bowed deeply. "Thank you, master. We are grateful."

She quickly retrieved the weapons and ammunition, storing them in her subspace with ease. As she stood there, her confidence was renewed.

Felix felt satisfied that he had secured both loyalty and progress from his followers. With each interaction, his floating island was moving closer to becoming a fortified, thriving realm under his careful management.

But Clover's next word shattered the impressions.

"Master, would you like me to… repay you?"

Once again, Clover peeled her flower bikinis, revealing a lot of skin. The large flower that served as her bosom also moved, revealing her partially humanoid lower body parts and her reproductive area. It was wide enough for a man to slip his legs inside and unite with her.

Jiji immediately hissed and pulled Felix away. Clover giggled and retreated, giving up on tempting her master for now.

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After the crowd had dispersed, Felix and Jiji returned to the house. Jiji immediately took out a kilogram of dragon meat, slicing it into neat steaks as she prepared a meal. Felix, preoccupied with the task at hand, knew it was time to upgrade both her and his loyal hydra heads, Eins and Zwei. He turned on the gas stove, placing butter into the pan, the aroma already filling the room.

But before he could even finish prepping, Jiji, still frustrated from the earlier events, made an unexpected move. Without warning, she yanked down Felix's pants and reached for his nether region.

"Er..." Felix froze, still holding the pan. His eyes darted to his snake wife, completely taken aback by her sudden thirst for intimacy. "What are you doing?"

"Master," Jiji said in a sultry voice, her eyes dark with passion, "You don't need other subordinates for this duty. Please, leave EVERYTHING to me."

Felix rolled his eyes, exasperated but amused. "I know I've been a bit... thirsty lately too, but I'm in the middle of cooking—Gah! Not the fangs!" he yelped as Jiji playfully nipped at him with her sharp teeth.

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That day, amidst the sizzling of dragon steaks, Felix found himself nursing a small, but slightly painful bite wound. The food, though expertly prepared, wasn't the only thing sizzling in that kitchen.

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*DING*

<Warning! Demon God has been reincarnated into this world!>

<All systems will undergo maintenance for a large update.>

<Dear all Fate Crystal bearers, please be ready for scenario quests soon!>

<For those who haven't completed their main quests, please finish them within 100 days. Unfinished quests will be removed afterward.>

That night, all system users woke up abruptly, jolted from sleep by the urgent system messages that seemed to echo in the minds of those bound to the Fate Crystals.

Diana, the Queen of the Lamias, stirred from her slumber. Exhausted after the grueling ordeal of giving birth to a thousand elite basilisks, she wiped the sweat from her brow and opened her system log. Her eyes narrowed, a deep frown creasing her forehead as she read the ominous notifications. Something wasn't right.

According to her plans, she was supposed to be the one to bear the vessel for the reincarnated Demon God, the ultimate being who would tip the scales of power in her favor. But now, it seemed someone else had beaten her to it. That wasn't possible—or was it?

Her mind raced. Who could have possibly birthed such a powerful vessel if not her? Other than herself, there were few with the strength or lineage capable of such a feat.

Her first thought was her eldest daughter, Zhu Ji. But she quickly dismissed the notion. Zhu Ji was cursed with petrification eyes—anyone who met her gaze or touched her fluids turned to stone. It was inconceivable that she could have carried or given birth to a child, much less the vessel of a demon god.

Then, there was Zhu Xin Ci. Diana's long-missing daughter. Zhu Xin Ci had disappeared from the Black Forest, and rumor had it that she carried the seed of Felix. Could it be her?

Diana's frown deepened. Zhu Xin Ci had no experience with conventional childbirth. Her previous attempts had resulted in unnatural offspring born from the stomachs of humans, often leaving behind devastation in their wake.

Giving birth to fertilized eggs required immense mana and physical endurance—far more demanding than the twisted methods Zhu Xin Ci had employed in the past. Even if she had managed to bear the vessel of the Demon God, the sheer power required would likely have killed her.

No, something was off.

Yet if it wasn't Zhu Xin Ci, then who could have done it?

Diana's mind spun with questions. There weren't many candidates strong enough to bear a child of such demonic magnitude.

Could there be a rogue force or an unknown power lurking in the shadows, one that had evaded even her watchful gaze?