The Perfect Destiny

Translator: StormFrost

Editor: Misogi

Primitive Society is Good [5]

Chen Liguo was thrown onto the bed by Lang Qing.

Lang Qing stared at him with cold eyes, as if they had frozen over.

Lang Qing seemed like he hadn’t held back a single shred of strength when he stepped on Chen Liguo earlier. Chen Liguo had no doubt that if he agreed to leave with Fu Die, then he would have been directly stepped to death by Lang Qing.

In this cruel primitive world a slave had no right to choose. If they did, then it was probably the choice between life or death.

However, Fu Die who was particularly resistant towards these things seemed rather out of place in this world.

Chen Liguo panted weakly. His powerless body lay on bed as he was stripped of his clothes by Lang Qing.

An obvious blue and purple bruise appeared on him, contrasting to the white skin around it.

Lang Qing looked at that mark and felt that it was very unpleasant to look at. Even more irksome was Chen Liguo’s hesitant attitude earlier.

"What? Still want to go with her?" Lang Qing grabbed Chen Liguo’s hair and little by little pulled his face towards him.

The little slave’s face was dreadfully pale. His eyes were full of fear and anger as well as a few slivers of shame and despair. He panted quietly, sobs in his throat.

Lang Qing said, "Speak, who is your master?"

Chen Liguo pursed his lips, unwilling to answer.

Lang Qing increased the strength in his hand. Chen Liguo refused to recognize his authority over him. This was a huge insult to Lang Qing. No matter how much he liked the person before him, he was still just a slave, what right did a slave have to refuse?

Chen Liguo inhaled with pain but Lang Qing was not moved. He questioned, "Don’t want to say it?"

Chen Liguo grit his teeth and replied, "I..... I am not your..... Slave."

Lang Qing’s eyes darkened.

Chen Liguo shrunk in fear but Lang Qing pulled him into his arms with a single motion.

The person in his arms quivered. He was afraid, dreadfully even, but these emotions weren’t enough to make him lay down his pride. His spirit was still that of a high priest.

Lang Qing laughed coldly. He turned and grabbed a small bag then threw it in front of Chen Liguo.

When Chen Liguo saw the bag, the last trace of blood disappeared from his already pale face. This bag was acquired by Lang Qing during the thousand flowers festival and was filled with all sorts of toys that he bought there.

Lang Qing said, "Choose yourself."

His voice was as cold as ice. It seemed like there was no room for concessions.

Chen Liguo looked at the bag. Tears fell from his eyes drop by drop as he choked with sobs, refusing to give Lang Qing an answer.

Lang Qing understood Chen Liguo’s silence and said, "Alright, you chose this."

......

In the next few days Fu Die did not see Zhi Shui who had been taken away by Lang Qing.

She wanted to find them at Lang Qing’s home but there she realized that the doors of his home were locked. She called out "Zhi Shui" from outside but no one responded.

Fu Die thought that it was somewhat strange, so she asked the warriors who hunted together with Lang Qing. However, the warriors all said that Lang Qing hadn’t come out to hunt the past few days.

Fu Die had a bad feeling in her heart. She felt that she had been too reckless by directly finding Lang Qing for Zhi Shui. Not only was she unable to help, she might have even harmed the poor child.

In the house, Chen Liguo heard Fu Die’s voice.

However, he didn’t dare respond because when he opened his mouth what he let out were just sobs and begs for mercy.

Lang Qing stuck close to Chen Liguo’s ear and gently kissed his outer ear. His hoarse voice was pleasant to hear. He said, "How come you’re not speaking? She’s calling you."

Chen Liguo let out a low whimper and firmly clutched the fur under his body.

Lang Qing said, "Be good, speak."

Chen Liguo bit his lip even harder.

In the end, after Fu Die left Chen Liguo couldn’t hold back his yells anymore.

Lang Qing really didn’t hold back this time and every method of tossing was used.

Many rounds later the little priest already had a mental breakdown, so when Lang Qing told him to call him master he obediently called it. Not only did he call it, but it was also very nice to hear.

Lang Qing listened with satisfaction and kissed Chen Liguo’s smooth forehead.

Fu Die came several times in the next few days but like the first day, the door of the house was still closed, appearing as if no one was home.

Fu Die thought about it and wondered if Lang Qing might have took Chen Liguo outside. This idea lasted until a dozen days later when Fu Die saw Lang Qing come back from hunting.

Judging from his expression he was in a good mood. He carried a gorgeous feathered bird over his shoulder. Fu Die recognized this bird. It was said to be extremely hard to catch. The meat was extremely delicious and the feathers were very special——Being able to see it once a year was already very rare for the tribe.

Fu Die walked over and called to him.

Lang Qing unexpectedly did not ignore her. He not only stopped but also looked at her.

"Lang Qing." Fu Die said. "Where did you and Zhi Shui go the past few days?"

Lang Qing lightly said, "We didn’t go anywhere and were at home."

Fu Die showed a deep look of disbelief. She questioned, "At home? Then why did I see your doors locked when I came to find you?"

Lang Qing did not explain and just heedlessly grunted in response.

Fu Die asked, "Zhi Shui——How is he? You didn’t beat him did you?"

Her question was ridiculous. In this era, beating a slave was so normal it couldn’t get any more normal. Within the entire tribe only Fu Die would be so nervous about it.

Lang Qing said, "How he’s doing, go see for yourself."

Fu Die was stunned for a moment. "You won’t stop me?"

Lang Qing said, "Won’t stop you." After he finished speaking he left without looking at Fu Die again.

Fu Die’s expression was hesitant. She did not expect that Lang Qing would agree to her visiting Zhi Shui and had a bad premonition in her heart. However, she couldn’t help it and followed Lang Qing home.

When Fu Die entered the home she finally realized that Lang Qing really hadn’t been lying when he said that they hadn’t gone out in the past ten days.

Zhi Shui was lying on the bed asleep. His body was tightly covered with soft fur but his exposed neck clearly told Fu Die what he had experienced.

Lang Qing sat next to Zhi Shui and called, "Zhi Shui, wake up."

Chen Liguo woke up and made a cry as soon as he opened his eyes. He unclearly said no more and begged that master would let him off.

Lang Qing showed a satisfied expression. He said, "Fu Die has come to see you."

The two words ’Fu Die’ seemed to call back the little priest’s state of mind slightly. He turned his head with difficulty and saw Fu Die standing next to the bed.

However, before Fu Die could say a single word she heard Chen Liguo cry as if he were crumbling apart, "Make her leave——Leave——I don’t want to see her——"

Lang Qing asked, "Really don’t want?"

Chen Liguo said he didn’t, didn’t.

Lang Qing laughed and said to Fu Die, "Look, this is his own choice."

Fu Die glared at Lang Qing like she was glaring at a demon. She exclaimed, "What did you do to Zhi Shui? Why has he become like this!!!"

Lang Qing sneered, "What I did doesn’t matter. What’s important is that he clearly understands his identity."

Fu Die still wanted to argue but it seemed like the little priest couldn’t stand Fu Die’s voice any longer and cried, "Go out——Don’t speak anymore, please leave——Master, make her leave——"

Lang Qing did not urge Fu Die and watched as distress appeared in Fu Die’s eyes.

Finally, without saying a word Fu Die turned and left. Lang Qing waited for her to be gone before he pulled Chen Liguo into his arms and said, "Don’t cry anymore, how come you’re crying so much?"

Chen Liguo curled up into a heap as he cried ’wuwu’.

Lang Qing asked, "What am I to you?"

Chen Liguo said with despair, "Master, master——"

Lang Qing said, "En, good, at night we will eat a delicious bird."

Chen Liguo thought, forget about the bird, he had eaten enough the past few days. Could they switch it to sheep kidneys? His old arms and legs really couldn’t play anymore.

Lang Qing went to deal with his bird and Chen Liguo chatted with the system.

Chen Liguo said, "Tong-er, What’cha do these past ten days?" He hadn’t heard the system make a single sound.

As soon as the system opened its mouth it said: "Amitabha."

Chen Liguo: "......"

The system asked, "What can I do for benefactor?"

Chen Liguo cautiously asked, "Tong-er, what’s wrong with you?"

The system indifferently said, "Nothing wrong."

Chen Liguo: "...... Baby what is it that you want to say?"

The system said, "The completion degree of the daughter of fate has risen......" When it said this it sounded like it had nothing left to live for. Other people’s family’s hosts would painstakingly cut their way through thistles and thorns to increase the destiny completion degree. His family’s host played around for ten some days and the daughter of fate’s completion degree actually increased. This made the system unable to even find an excuse to complain about Chen Liguo. No wonder his tone was so disheartened.

Chen Liguo asked, "How come it rose?" He was as confused as the system.

One person and one system couldn’t figure out why. Finally Chen Liguo came to a strange conclusion, "It can’t be that making the daughter of fate accept this inhumane reality is our task?"

The system said with hesitation, "It can’t be right?"

Chen Liguo felt that this shouldn’t be the case. He rubbed his chin and said, "Let’s wait and see, I don’t think that it’s like this either"

The system trusted its headquarters quite a bit. Generally, the daughter of fate who was to be saved was the central axis of the world. Change her destiny and the whole world trajectory would change.

If it really was as Chen Liguo guessed, then they were definitely changing the daughter of fate’s destiny in a bad direction.

Thereupon the two became even more confused. So confused that Chen Liguo still had a worried frown when Lang Qing finished cooking the bird.

Lang Qing directly brought the bird to the bedside and said, "Eat."

After plucking off its feathers there wasn’t much left of the bird, only enough for Chen Liguo to eat.

Chen Liguo looked at the roast meat that didn’t look very delicious and took a bite.

He originally thought that the meat would be as tasteless as the meat that Lang Qing made before. However, his entire person was stunned when he took a bite. The taste of the meat was fantastic. It was so fresh and tender it was unimaginable. Chen Liguo had never tasted this kind of flavor before.

Lang Qing watched with satisfaction as Chen Liguo ate the entire bird. Nowadays, he was very satisfied with Chen Liguo everywhere and just felt that his little slave was a little too skinny.

Lang Qing had already decided that the next thing he would do was to feed the little priest until he was white and plump. It would be best if his face could widen a circle.

After Chen Liguo ate up all the bird meat he found that the bones of the bird were very brittle and could be easily chewed to pieces. Moreover, it was especially fragrant. Thus even the bird’s bones weren’t left in the end.

Lang Qing saw that Chen Liguo had finished eating and reached out to wipe his mouth clean, asking, "Did you like it?"

Chen Liguo looked at Lang Qing. His relaxed expression instantly became wary.

Lang Qing found that this little priest was really resilient. He had plainly looked like he had been played broken by him the past few days but he already regained his spirit today.

However, this kind of Chen Liguo was also quite cute. Lang Qing reached out and rubbed his head, just like how he pacified Gunzi

Chen Liguo wished he could curl himself into a ball but was afraid of Lang Qing’s tricks, so he could only grit his teeth and stay still.

Seeing him act like this, Lang Qing instead showed a faint smile.

After going through a dozen days of tossing about Chen Liguo really seemed to be afraid. Although he still refused to call Lang Qing master when he was clear-headed he dared not openly refuse Lang Qing’s requests.

Lang Qing originally thought that he and his little slave could live a long life undisturbed by others.

However, he did not expect that the woman who had cried about giving birth to his child at the thousand flowers festival had actually found his tribe and came over.

That woman was pretty difficult to deal with and actually searched for warriors from Lang Qing’s tribe and begged them to bring her over.

In this time women very precious resources. Some warriors were poor and couldn’t marry a wife throughout their entire lives. So with her begging like this she was very easily taken along.

She came to Lang Qing’s tribe more than ten days later. When she arrived she just happened to run into Lang Qing who had just finished playing with Chen Liguo and was in his best mood.

The woman’s name was Tu Si and was rather beautiful. Who knew if she was kicked in the head by a donkey or what but she unexpectedly had her eyes firmly set on Lang Qing and wanted to follow him whether in life or death.

If it were another man, even if they didn’t like her too much they would still accept her. However, the one she met was Lang Qing. As a melon eating spectator, Chen Liguo unfeelingly watched the storm known as ’mercilessly destroying flowers’.

On the first day, Tu Si found Lang Qing’s home and the first thing she did when she ran in was to hug Lang Qing, say that she liked him and was willing to follow him. Even if he didn’t like her she was willing to give birth to his child......

At that time Chen Liguo was weakly lying in bed. This bastard Lang Qing picked him up and asked as he rubbed the lotus on his waist, "Little slave, do you want a mistress?"

Chen Liguo’s tears started dripping down at Lang Qing’s actions. He couldn’t even speak and could only sob slightly.

Lang Qing was satisfied. He said to Tu Si, "My little slave isn’t willing."

Disbelief filled Tu Si’s eyes when she heard this. She had never thought that Lang Qing was a man who would listen to a slave’s opinion. However, the facts were cruel. He not only listened but also obeyed.

Tu Si exclaimed, "Lang Qing Daren, he is but a slave, how can you listen to a slave!"

Lang Qing lightly replied, "Who told my little slave to be unique and unmatched?"

Chen Liguo felt like his waist was on fire from Lang Qing’s rubbing. He constantly turned and twisted, wanting to get away from Lang Qing but was firmly fixed in his arms.

It had to be said that the atmosphere between the two before her eyes was already so harmonious that it was already unpleasant to look at.

Tu Si had seen many slaves and masters but she had never seen a pair like Lang Qing and Zhi Shui. On top of that, she could even see a hint of indulgent pampering in Lang Qing’s eyes and even felt that the extra person in the room was her.

Tu Si forced a smile. "But Lang Qing Daren, men are unable to give birth to a child for you. I don’t ask for anything......"

Hearing this Lang Qing looked down at Chen Liguo and lightly said, "Did you hear that? They say that you can’t have children."

Chen Liguo stiffened.

Lang Qing lightly bit Chen Liguo’s earlobe with his teeth and vaguely said, "You need to work harder."

Chen Liguo seemed to recall something from Lang Qing’s words and a light red started appearing on his cheeks, seemingly ashamed but too embarrassed to speak out.

Lang Qing laughed, "I just said that you didn’t keep it in long enough."

Tu Si’s entire body shook in anger. Lang Qing and Zhi Shui, these two people were just flirting in front of her. Tu Si had thought that if she lowered her stance a bit and pleaded a bit more, Lang Qing would become soft no matter what but she had guessed wrong. Instead of becoming soft-hearted it seemed like there was a dense loathing in his eyes.

He loathed Tu Si who acted on her own initiative.

For the first time, Tu Si had to walk away without success. When she left she didn’t even dare look at Lang Qing’s eyes, afraid of losing the last bit of her courage.

Lang Qing coldly watched her walking away, not showing any intention of stopping her. It was a very simple thing for him if he wanted to find a woman, so he had no interest in this kind of stuff delivered to the door.

Chen Liguo really hated Tu Si. It wasn’t because she liked Lang Qing, but because she gave Lang Qing a new idea.

Afterwards, Lang Qing this bastard liked to asked Chen Liguo if he was pregnant yet or not and forced Chen Liguo to say that he had gotten pregnant, gotten pregnant, before he would stop with satisfaction.

Chen Liguo really was going to go crazy because of Lang Qing. He really cut for a sorry figure in this world. His physical strength couldn’t keep up with Lang Qing’s and even if it could, the primitive people didn’t know what it meant to take pity on others. Several times Chen Liguo felt that he would be played to death...... That said, although Chen Liguo felt like he couldn’t go on many times, Lang Qing had a very firm grasp on his scale and didn’t really put Chen Liguo’s life in danger.

For the month following Tu Si’s visit, Chen Liguo would shiver every time he heard the word pregnant.

Very soon a month passed and Lang Qing finally seemed to gradually get over Tu Si’s stimulation. As a result, Tu Si came a second time——

When Chen Liguo saw her his tears almost fell.

Lang Qing was in the middle of processing food. Winter was coming soon and they needed to marinate a lot of fish and meat at home. Lang Qing handled the ingredients and Chen Liguo made the sauce.

Chen Liguo cried to the system, "Heavens, I really need a pair of sheep kidneys for supplementation."

The system said in cold blood, "Sheep kidneys are useless at this point, how about you directly change your kidneys."

Chen Liguo’s heart was filled with inexplicable sadness as he watched Tu Si stare at Lang Qing and say, "Lang Qing Daren, it’s almost winter......"

Lang Qing glanced at her, his attitude still very cold.

Tu Si said, "I, I still haven’t found a warrior who wants me. If you really don’t want me then I’ll have to leave." There were tears in her eyes and she appeared very lovely and pitiful. She said, "I really love you. I don’t ask you to give me anything...... Even if you don’t want me can I dedicate my body to you before I leave?"

In this era hardly any warrior would refuse such a request from a woman. After all, without the restriction of morality and law, reproduction was the most sacred thing.

However, to Chen Liguo’s surprise, Lang Qing didn’t even raise his head.

Little by little Tu Si’s complexion became ashen.

Lang Qing finished handling the fish in his hand before he looked up at her and indifferently said, "Look at my slave, then look at yourself. Apart from being able to have children how can you compare to him?"

Tu Si looked humiliated when she heard this but she really couldn’t refute Lang Qing’s words.

At this moment, Zhi Shui was wearing the softest fur clothing while sitting beside Lang Qing. His appearance was delicate, possessing fair and smooth looking skin as if it were made of the freshest milk.

Tu Si who knelt on the ground even saw his exquisite ankles and toes. There were no scars or bruises on those feet which made her feel inferior.

This person who was supposed to be just a slave had a better life than her and was even prouder than her.

Tu Si grit her teeth and said, "But he can’t give you a child——" This was her only advantage.

Lang Qing coldly said, "Is it not a simple thing if I want a child?"

Tu Si lost her words. Indeed, the number of people in this tribe who wanted to be with Lang Qing were too many.

"Leave." Lang Qing said, "I’m not interested in you."

Cruelly refused once again Tu Si finally lost her last bit of courage. She staggered out of the house and saw the setting sun.

The long winter was coming but she didn’t achieve her goal and didn’t even know if she could get through this winter.

The sun gradually sunk into the ground from the horizon. Sinking together with it was Chen Liguo’s fragile heart.

Lang Qing said, "Look, she came again."

Chen Liguo: "......" It’s my fault. It’s my fault for not properly tying you up with a rope and letting you tease the cat and provoke the grass.

Lang Qing said, "Only if you could give birth to a child then she probably won’t come again." He said this very seriously and even looked at Chen Liguo’s stomach.

Chen Liguo’s entire body stiffened and his hands moved much slower.

Lang Qing said a little melancholically, "I’ve already worked hard enough, how come you haven’t gotten pregnant?"

Chen Liguo: "......" If I do become pregnant then that would be frightening okay?

Lang Qing said, "Zhi Shui, what do you think?"

Trembling, Chen Liguo buried his head, afraid that he would stimulate Lang Qing, this damned pervert. However, his silent manner evidently made Lang Qing a little unhappy.

He accused, "You just don’t care about our children is that it?"

Chen Liguo: "......" Big brother stop arbitrarily thinking things, did you drink too much fake wine?

Lang Qing said, "I just knew that you’re still thinking about Fu Die."

Chen Liguo already discovered that Lang Qing, this person, was especially despicable. Even if he tossed him about he still insisted on finding a reason for tossing him, as if he could stand on the high ground of morality and punish him——Chen Liguo felt that he had already acted out a lot of people but after encountering Lang Qing he realized, this person was born by Oscar.

Chen Liguo said to the system at the gate of death, "System, I need a golden finger."

The system asked, "You’ve decided to have a baby?"

Chen Liguo fell into a deep silence for a moment. "This kind of golden finger can be fucking opened too?"

The system said, "Systems, go beyond your imagination."

Chen Liguo: "......"

The system asked, "So, are you opening it, friend?"

Chen Liguo cursed, "Open it my ass, I’d rather trade this giving birth golden finger for a few more kidneys to use!"

System: "......"

Chen Liguo asked, "So can I have a few more kidneys?"

The system coldly said, "Oh, no can do." Children were allowed but the sex life must not be increased.

Chen Liguo: "......" He just knew it. So angry but still have to smile oh.

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