Chapter 4 Sleep

While Naomi was gripped by fear, praying for safety and a happy life, our good mc turned his attention elsewhere. 

Seeking a diversion while he calmed his nerves, he accessed the system's missions, hoping for a new endeavor to embark upon. 

The screen unfolded with options, presenting just one task just like before but it was intriguing enough to capture his interest

"DING!" The lines of the system mission read.

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Now that you got a wife, make her come 10 times and you will receive a cultivation base of Foundation Establishment Realm peak stage and 10,000 shop points. 

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"F*ck me! My OP Dual Cultivation System is the strongest in the world!" Our fat mc could not help but shout in joy at this time. He did not even care that his new wife could hear him. 

He stood there pumping his fist in the air as he knew that his win was worth billions of dollars if not more.

One should know that most of his siblings were only in the Foundation Establishment Realm while the most talented of them alone reached the Golden Core Realm.

The cultivation realms in this world were as follows: 

1. Qi Gathering Stage = 100 years of longevity

2. Foundation Establishment Realm = 200 years of longevity

3. Golden Core Realm = 500 years of longevity

4. Nascent Soul Realm = 1,000 years of longevity

5. Celestial Ascension = 10,000 years of longevity

6. Dao Manifestation = 100,000 years of longevity

7. Dao Source Realm = 1,000,000 years of longevity

8. Dao Lord Realm = 10,000,000 years of longevity

9. Primordial Realm = 100,000,000 years of longevity

10. True Immortal = infinite lifespan

Our fat mc was not a trash anymore who could not train to become a peerless cultivator. He continued to express his joy a couple minutes more before he settled down once again. 

He then looked at his wife Naomi who sat there shocked at his strange behavior. 

"I apologize, Naomi. I've just stumbled upon something truly spectacular," our fat protagonist expressed, his smile softening his previously exuberant demeanor. 

Though elated, he refrained from revealing the depth of his newfound knowledge. 

The impulse to transform his physique using pills or elixirs flitted across his mind, yet he hesitated, aware of the potential risks such drastic alterations might invite.

The prospect of concealing his true potential appealed to him more than the allure of immediate transformation. 

He yearned to operate in the shadows, mastering his skills discreetly until he could confront any obstacle with unwavering strength. 

There was a wisdom in remaining unnoticed, a strategy that would grant him the element of surprise when the time was ripe for him to reveal his capabilities.

He contemplated the intricacies of keeping his prowess veiled, strategizing for the long game, aiming to fortify himself until he could confidently navigate the challenges that lay ahead. 

In the quietude of the moment, he resolved to cultivate his abilities in secrecy, knowing that true strength lay not in display, but in the mastery and control one wielded over their powers. 

'I suppose it's time to focus on completing my system mission,' our fat mc contemplated, taking a step closer to his wife. 

Concern etched his features as he noticed Naomi's silence and the unmistakable fear lingering in her eyes.

"Are you okay, Naomi?" our protagonist called out once more, concern heavy in his voice. 

He observed her with a hint of worry, noting how his appearance might have contributed to her distress due to his extreme weight.

"Naomi?" He tried again, gently flicking his fingers in front of her. Gradually, Naomi emerged from the overwhelming emotions that had consumed her throughout the day. 

Tears welled up, trickling down her cheeks as emotions overflowed, leaving her sobbing uncontrollably in front of her husband. 

It was so unfair that her family had to enjoy the gifts of the Stonewall clan while she was left here alone to suffer in the hands of this fat monster. 

"Wahhhhh…" Naomi's cries echoed, a heart-wrenching sight that deeply affected our protagonist. Despite his intention to offer solace through a hug, she flinched at his touch.

"Sigh," our protagonist exhaled, acknowledging the necessity to cultivate trust and intimacy before venturing into deeper aspects of their relationship. 

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Over the following days and months, he diligently demonstrated his commitment. Taking charge of a pill store in the city, he immersed himself in the responsibilities entrusted to him by his family.

Simultaneously, he embarked on a regimen of daily exercises, endeavoring to shed the excess weight that burdened him. 

Beyond physical transformation, he poured genuine efforts into nurturing his bond with Naomi. His dedication knew no bounds as he strived to bridge the emotional distance between them.

Weekends became sacred moments, reserved exclusively for the two of them. They found solace in simple pleasures, relishing their time together. 

Whether enjoying the melodic symphonies at the Harmony Pavilion or exploring the auctions at various places, their shared experiences wove threads of camaraderie and affection.

Through these shared moments, their relationship blossomed organically. 

What had once been an arranged alliance devoid of connection soon evolved into a genuine partnership, founded on mutual respect, shared interests, and a burgeoning love that transcended the initial constraints of their union.

After a year had elapsed, a shift occurred within Naomi. She couldn't remain blind to her husband's unwavering efforts. 

His physical transformation, shedding much of his weight, had rendered him remarkably handsome in such a short time. 

She could not believe that such an attractive man was hidden behind those several thousand pounds of fat. 

Moments crept upon her when she found herself blushing at the mere thought of him. 

Reflecting on their time together, she realized it was the happiest she had been since entering a marriage devoid of love.

One night, stirred by newfound emotions, it was Naomi who summoned the courage to make the first move. 

The air crackled with anticipation as she approached him, her heart pounding in rhythm with her decisive steps. 

With a gentle touch and a shy smile, she bridged the distance that had once stood as an insurmountable barrier between them. 

In that fleeting moment, they both sensed a shift, a mutual acknowledgment of the unspoken feelings that had blossomed between them.

"Let's go sleep now, husband. I'm tired." Naomi said and pulled the hand of our good mc towards her room. One should know that the two had not shared rooms since the day that they had been married. 

Our good mc's eyes widened with this realization and he could not believe that his efforts would soon bear fruit this early in the game. Nevertheless, he knew that he had succeeded. 

"As you wish, my wife." Our mc smiled and followed the invitation without complaint.