Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1267 Trees and Berries
Although I was mentally prepared before I came, knowing that this time travel would most likely not end easily... but what the heck is 20,000 to 30,000 years?

Lying on his back on the small wooden bed covered in scars, gazing at the raw, solid wood ceiling above him, Leon let out a long sigh, regretting that he hadn't been more ruthless and directly rejected Black Robe Fu's invitation.

No matter how long you wait here, it will only be a moment when you return to the future, but... this is twenty or thirty thousand years!

I'm not even thirty yet, which means if I'm unlucky, I'll have to wait here for a thousand times longer than my normal lifespan! By the time I get back, I'll probably have forgotten what Anna and the others look like!

"Leon?"

Just as Leon was tossing and turning in bed, wishing he could sleep for twenty thousand years and go straight home, the wooden plank bed beneath him suddenly opened its eyes and asked with some curiosity:
"You give me a strange feeling, like the birds that perch on me in spring, their hearts filled with intense restlessness... Are you in heat?"

"..."

I'll fuck your grandpa!
Faced with the question coming from the bed beneath him, Leon's lips twitched before he quickly sat up, asking with a speechless expression:
“Ms. Tree! Didn’t we agree three months ago that once your branches have grown into a house, you shouldn’t extend your consciousness over here anymore… Can you at least show some respect for other people’s privacy?”

'oh oh!'

Faced with Lyon's questioning, the bed board... or rather, the 'tree' of its original race, nodded in realization, then said somewhat embarrassedly:
"Sorry, countless interesting little creatures often breed and multiply on my body. I'm used to feeling and observing their lives, and since you are so rare, I can't help but take a look... By the way, are you really not in heat?"

No way!!!

"All right……"

Looking at Leon below, whose refusal was utterly unwavering, 'Tree,' who still wanted to say something, couldn't help but sigh regretfully, but then couldn't resist speaking up to persuade him:

"Actually, you don't need to shy away from this. According to my observation and research, although your race doesn't lay eggs, it still needs two people to cooperate to reproduce, just like birds."

So from the perspective of population continuation, this is not a shameful act at all; on the contrary, it is a very positive and beneficial action for the continuation of the species. You and those two Fu should get to know each other better... Oh dear!"

You should shut your mouth!
After breaking off the wooden bowl that was stuck to the table and smashing the talking face on the ceiling back onto it, Leon clutched his head in pain, feeling utterly awful.

As Frederica had said before, their original race is intelligent, perceptive, and gentle... Most of them give off a friendly vibe and are not difficult to get along with.

She even worried that she and the two Fredericas wouldn't get used to it. They had mostly taken on human-like "avatars" and had even quickly learned to communicate using human language. But their curiosity and enthusiasm were just too much to handle.

While you're using the toilet, the stone toilet will suddenly open its mouth and ask if the solid wood seat is a bit too rough on your bottom, and if you want to ask the 'bird' for some fluff to put on. If that were all, it wouldn't be so bad, but it will even proactively call the hot spring to help you wipe your bottom!

Damn it! I can't stand this place for another day!
Unable to withstand the curious probing of the Root Race, the exhausted Leon rolled out of bed, pushed open the door, and ran towards Frederica's house not far away, under the cold gaze of the moon, intending to ask her how to find 'Destiny' and get home as soon as possible.

As soon as Lyon pushed open the door and left, a woman's face immediately appeared on his door. The 'Tree' lady first looked at his back, then sighed and shook her head helplessly, making the hinges of the living wooden door next to her creak.

Ugh... He just said he wasn't in heat, and then he immediately ran off to find those two "female birds." Humans are such a hypocritical species... 'Earth,' what do you think?
Upon hearing the question from the 'tree', the stone floor tiles in the cabin paused slightly, then emitted a slow, indistinct '?'

Who is Lyon?

"..."

Never mind, I won't ask you that.

Realizing that Leon and the others had only been there a short time and 'Earth' hadn't reacted yet, Ms. 'Tree' could only shake her head helplessly. Then, unable to resist her curiosity, she sent her consciousness over and quietly slipped into the house of the woman in the black robe.

There's nothing else to it, it's just that I've only ever seen birds lay eggs before, I've never seen human "activities" before, I'm curious, I want to see, and I also want to... Ouch, that hurts!
Sensing a burning aura, Ms. Tree felt a slight pain in her consciousness and hurriedly retreated from Frederica's wooden house, no longer daring to approach easily.

After confirming that her will had left, the black-robed Fu in the cabin raised her fingers that were resting on the wall and dispersed the trace amount of earth energy at her fingertips.

"While the earth nurtures trees, it can also give rise to wildfires."

After condensing a substantial amount of earth essence and handing it to Lyon, the black-robed woman spoke calmly:

“All life born from the earth fears burning. If you don’t want to be constantly observed by the ‘tree,’ just use the earth’s roots to release a small amount of ‘wildfire’ energy, and she will avoid it on her own.”

"I'll give it a try..."

After receiving the Earth's Source from the black-robed woman and memorizing the method she provided, Leon said with a sullen face:

"Frederica, I came to see you this time because I wanted to..."

"It's not that I don't want to find 'fate,' it's that I really can't find her whereabouts."

Unable to bear the omnipresent consciousness of the original races and tormented by various harassments, Leon had frequently sought advice from Frederica over the past few months. Before Leon could even explain his purpose, she would shake her head helplessly and say:

"She is different from other ancestral races. 'Destiny' is not as tangible as 'earth' or 'sky'. Her whereabouts are always unpredictable. Only when she actively touches others can no one actively touch destiny."

But don't worry, 'Survival' has already asked someone to keep an eye on her for us. If anyone has had contact with 'Fate,' they'll immediately bring her back to see us. Don't worry."

Survival... with that cross-eyed guy who talks about living for 20,000 to 30,000 years? With his concept of time, calling 20,000 to 30,000 years "a while," he could probably drag me out for 500 to 700 years like it's nothing. I'd be a fool to think I could relax!

"Think again! Maybe there's another way?"

Unable to accept the bizarre lifestyle here, and even more unwilling to be away from home for hundreds or thousands of years on a trip, Lyon couldn't help but urge them again:

“I remember you said that you and ‘fate’ are very good friends…”

"This isn't about being friends or not..."

Frederica said helplessly:

"I really want to meet 'fate' and see if you can really change fate so that my future self will stop doing those... things I shouldn't have done, but I really can't. After all, if 'fate' were so easy to find, it wouldn't be called 'fate'."

"What should we do then? Are we just going to wait like this?"

Lyon said with a dark face:

"If that 'destiny' never comes to pass and it really doesn't appear until twenty or thirty thousand years later, then are we really just going to wait for it here for twenty or thirty thousand years?"

“I didn’t think this through. When I went back to the past last time, I was very afraid of everyone at first and didn’t contact the Root Races for a long time, so I didn’t expect that she wouldn’t be there for something as big as the start of the Ultimate Mission… But don’t worry.”

Realizing she was indeed in the wrong, the woman in black robes said apologetically:

“I met ‘Destiny’ not too late, so she won’t really wait twenty or thirty thousand years to appear… If the situation is similar to last time, ‘Destiny’ will basically be back soon, around the time I’ve completely given up on going back and started trying to contact other people.” “So, approximately how long?”

"Well... if we start from when I went back in time, it's been about... twenty-odd years?"

"..."

Twenty-odd years... I'm only in my early twenties this year, okay? But whatever... twenty-odd years is better than twenty or thirty thousand years, this is already quite good news.

Having reluctantly accepted the comfort from the woman in black robes, Leon was about to ask a few more questions when he heard hurried footsteps outside the cabin.

"Leon?"

After hesitatingly circling outside twice, the footsteps stopped a little distance from the door... almost where one could run away, and then came the cautious voice of Fu in the white dress asking.

"I went to your place but couldn't find you. You...you were in her room, weren't you?"

"I...I'm a little scared. If you're inside, could you come out for a bit and talk to me?"

"..."

Hearing the slightly trembling voice of the woman in the white dress outside the door, and her questioning voice tinged with a hint of dependence, the woman in the black robe fell silent. Then, she couldn't help but cast a strange glance at Lyon.

To be honest, aren't you getting a little too close to my other self? You don't actually have feelings for me... or for her, do you?

No...you've misunderstood!

Upon receiving the strange look from the black-robed woman, Leon shook his head vigorously and quickly stated that it was all completely unfounded.

Unlike you, Baiqun Fu was just a clueless little girl before she was recalled to the past. As a result, she was almost stabbed to death by you "on the way", and then she was targeted by a group of strange "weirdos". She must have been terrified.

As the only person who knows her well and who even saved her from your clutches, she's currently extremely insecure, so her first reaction will definitely be to approach me, seeking...

Wait a minute! Could this be part of my son's plan too?!

After taking a sharp breath, Leon, feeling uneasy, hesitated before opening the door and looking outside.

The moment the door was opened, the woman in the white dress outside, like a startled deer, instinctively took a small step back, fearing that the fierce woman who had almost stabbed her to death would come out. She only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it was Leon who came out.

"Leon!"

After happily calling out to Leon, the woman in the white dress visibly relaxed and happily extended her slightly clenched hands, opening them in front of Leon's eyes.

Bathed in the warm glow of the firelight inside, a handful of bright red berries stood out in Frederica's fair palm. These small wild berries had clearly been washed, as they were not only adorned with a few glistening water droplets, but their stems and some bruises had also been carefully removed.

"I found it in the brambles of the valley! Try it!"

After handing the bright red berries to Leon, Frederica noticed that he seemed to be looking at her fingernails, which were covered in a little mud. Her white dress was torn at one corner, and her face flushed slightly. She then subconsciously hid her arms behind her back.

“I actually washed my hands, but it was too dark by the stream at night to see, so they weren’t very clean… but I washed these fruits carefully, so they’re definitely not dirty.”

"..."

No, I wasn't looking at your fingernails, but the bloody scratches on the back of your hand from the thorns... Also, if you want to eat any wild fruit, just ask the Root Races, they should give it to you directly, you don't need to pick it yourself... But never mind.

Looking at the slightly uneasy-looking woman in the white dress across from him, as if afraid he would be disgusted, Leon shook his head helplessly. He picked up a berry and ate it. Then, while savoring the sweet and sour taste on his tongue, he asked with some doubt:

"Thank you... But weren't you afraid to go out alone before? Why did you suddenly go berry picking?"

"This one……"

After hearing Lyon's question, White Dress Fu hesitated slightly, then lightly kicked at the clods of dirt with the tips of her shoes, and answered shyly in a low voice:
"I mainly... I mainly feel bad troubling you again..."

"..."

Got it, you're going to try taking a shower by yourself, right?

After glancing at her slightly damp hair, Leon immediately understood.

She wasn't the only one tormented by the passion of her original race; White-skirted Fu was also a victim.

Two weeks after she arrived, she couldn't stand the sticky feeling anymore and secretly went to bathe in the stream. Halfway through her bath, Lady 'Stream' noticed she was shivering slightly from the cold and very gently asked if she wanted some warm water added. And then… um…

All I can say is that she was actually pretty brave. Although she ended up running back in tears and didn't dare to go out for three whole days, at least she was wearing clothes when she ran back, and she wasn't so scared that she ran back naked.

Because this round of blows was indeed quite significant, whenever she wanted to take a bath afterward, she would beg me to fetch water from the stream for her. Now, she has probably gotten used to the existence of the Root Race and understands that these strange people will not harm her, so she has begun to slowly try to go out on her own.

Hmm... It's good to go out!
If the "indicator" for 'fate's' return isn't the start of the ultimate mission more than twenty years ago, but rather Frederica starting to get used to life here, then perhaps I'll be able to go home soon.

With some unrealistic expectation, Leon, feeling much better, nodded to White-Dress Fu and gave her an encouraging smile. He then picked up a berry and put it in his mouth, while White-Dress Fu's tentative questioning voice rang in his ears.

"Um... could you do me a favor?"

"Okay, what's the matter... wait a minute?"

Realizing the source of the sound seemed a bit off, Leon paused slightly, then stiffly lowered his head to look at the handful of berries in his palm.

“We’ve been living in that thicket of thorns for a long time and have gotten used to it, so we don’t really want to move.”

After winking at Lyon, the largest of the berries asked somewhat shyly:

“My name is ‘Guo’. Could you please go to the thorny area and take a dump after you finish eating, and then return our seeds to them? Thank you.”

"..."

Convex (fuck dish)
Holy shit! I don't want to stay in this bastard place for even a day longer!

(End of this chapter)