Looking at the torrential rain that was about to hit him head-on, Eros pressed his palm on the boat, and the power in his hand surged. The vines and leaves that had originally stopped growing began to grow wildly again under the stimulation of Eros' power.
After a while, the vines grew a rain shelter above the boat according to Eros' wishes.
After doing all this, Eros looked down at his clothes that were wet by the waves, thought about it, and finally took them off.
He was in a hurry to go out, and this was the only set of clothes he was wearing.
Originally, he could use his spiritual power to condense a set of clothes for himself, but there was no outsider here, so he was too lazy to waste this power.
He casually used common magic to summon a ball of clean water, washed the clothes he had taken off, and hung them aside to dry.
Then he drove the vines and branches on the boat to form a round bathtub.
This was what he was going to use for a bath, after all, his body had just been wet by the waves.
After filling the bathtub with clean water, Eros stepped in. Feeling the coolness of the cool water penetrating his skin, Eros breathed a sigh of relief.
Irina squatted down and took out some toiletries from the shadows. Then, holding these toiletries, she stepped into the bathtub and began to help Eros wash.
During this process, the dark clouds accumulated in the sky broke through some restrictions, and heavy rain poured down. The raindrops hit the rattan awning with crackling sounds, making a dull sound.
Irina squatted aside, roasting the wild fish that had just jumped onto the boat with a ball of fire.
Her wet long hair was spread over her fair and smooth back. Because she was squatting, her already plump and full buttocks became even more beautiful.
After a simple dinner, Irina looked at Eros leaning on the bed, watching the rain outside, thought for a moment and said:
"I suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a few pairs of underwear in the shadow space."
Eros turned his head to look at Irina. Irina reached out her hand and groped in the shadows. After a while, she took out several pairs of underwear that were of high quality and made of materials that were obviously worth a lot of money.
Looking at the cute pattern printed on the underwear, Eros's mouth twitched and he said unhappily:
"Then I might as well use my spiritual power to make one for myself."
Irina's eyes showed a hint of disappointment. She walked over to sit next to Eros, still unwilling to give up.
"Really don't you want to try it on?"
"No!" Eros refused decisively, turning around and ignoring Irina.
Soon, it was late at night and the rain outside was still falling tirelessly. Irina, who had replaced Barbara as a pillow, snuggled in Eros' arms with one leg resting on him.
Eros looked at Irina in his arms and said helplessly, "You don't have to be like me."
"I'm doing this to save spirits," Irina said seriously.
"But these rattan beds are indeed a bit uncomfortable. When we get back, we need to put some mattresses in the shaded space so that we don't have to sleep on these rattan beds when we go out in the future."
Eros didn't say anything and closed his eyes. Seeing that Eros didn't respond, Irina looked up. When she saw that Eros had closed his eyes, a smile appeared on her face.
She lifted her thighs that were resting on Eros and closed her eyes.
In the blink of an eye, a few days passed.
That morning, Wendini successfully completed her promotion and joined the ranks of Sequence 5.
Although this kind of strength is still a small thing in the Dark Sea, it is already considered a strong one in the Croatian continent.
That same day, they encountered cultists who were lying in ambush around their route.
Looking at the ship blocking the way not far ahead, Wendini, with spiritual power surging around him, was eager to try.
She really wanted to try out her current strength.
Not far away, the luxury cruise ship was approaching quickly, as if it was moving forward and backward in unison with their ship.
On the boat, a sturdy man looked at Sekara and said, "General, should we attack? Or should we test their strength first?"
Sekara narrowed his eyes. After observing for the past few days, he was now certain that the young man named North did not seem to be on the ship.
This puzzled him. Leaving such a boat full of beautiful women alone in the chaotic sea, and for several days at a time, didn't he know how dangerous it would be?
Or did he know, but felt that the women on the ship were enough to handle it?
As his thoughts turned, Sekara had already made a decision.
He walked to the side of the ship and said loudly to the still unclear ship not far away:
"Ladies, let us take care of those cultists up ahead!"
"The battle should be the responsibility of us warriors."
Hearing the words of their general, the strong men on the boat all let out monkey cries.
After drifting on the sea for so long, they were already hungry and thirsty, and urgently needed a fist-to-fist fight to vent the pent-up emotions in their hearts.
Those cultists in front are a very good target.
Just when Sekara and his men thought the ladies would agree, their answer was beyond their expectations.
They actually want to participate too?
Upon hearing this answer, Sekara and his men were a little surprised. They could hardly imagine what the scene would be like when those delicate ladies fought.
But at the same time, the strong men's desire to turn these ladies into men became even stronger.
Being so belligerent when they were women, they dared not imagine how much more courageous they would be as men.
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