Shit Explosion

The taste was a little sweet. Kerry's first impression of the potion was pretty good—sweetness was one of his favorite flavors. However, after drinking it, he didn't notice any obvious reaction.

Kerry decided not to worry about it. The Exchange couldn't possibly sell counterfeit goods. Maybe he would discover something new after sleeping. At last, Kerry finished all of the day's activities and fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Kerry was woken by his own stench. He suspected that he had soiled his pants in his sleep. Now, the entire bed reeked. When he looked at the grandfather clock in the room, it was only five in the morning. Since transmigrating here, Kerry had never gotten up so early.

Kerry was covered in stains from head to toe. He looked like a professional vagrant who had spent thirty years wandering around without ever bathing. There were stains, grease, and all kinds of indescribable grime. In any case, he definitely wouldn't get clean without bathing for at least one or two hours.

"The effect is really strong." Kerry had read countless novels, so he could tell at a glance that this was clearly the genetic potion helping him expel impurities from his body.

Suddenly, his stomach began to gurgle. The urge to shit became too much to hold in, and with a loud splat, Kerry really did soil the bed this time.

Fortunately, it didn't last long. Kerry quickly emptied out his entire stockpile. But looking at himself in his filthy state, he felt this was the greatest stain of both his lives. He had to destroy the evidence immediately.

There were countless Dimensional Merchants throughout all the dimensions. The grand Dimensional Exchange had always been the most sacred and revered place in every dimensional merchant's heart.

That was, until a wicked merchant appeared: Kerry Raynor.

With such a huge oak bed, where was Kerry supposed to hide it? Destroying the evidence wouldn't be as simple as washing the sheets, and there was no way Kerry could wash the bed in its current state. Kerry's eyes darted around as inspiration struck. The Exchange had temporary storage rooms!

Thus, a historic moment occurred on the morning of Emma's birthday. An oak bed covered in a heavily pixelated substance suddenly appeared inside one of the Dimensional Exchange's temporary storage rooms.

At eight in the morning, Butler Carson knocked on the castle lord's bedroom door, but received no response. Puzzled, Carson assumed that the young master had gone out.

Carson was about to leave when an indescribably disgusting smell suddenly entered his nose. "Good heavens, young master, are you all right?" Carson flung the door open.

The room was empty. The young master was nowhere to be seen, and neither was the newly purchased oak bed.

A foul odor hung in the air. Even with the windows wide open, it refused to disperse.

Carson hurried to the castle's main hall, but apart from the servants, he didn't see the young master either. "Have any of you seen Baron Kerry?" Everyone shook their heads. "Did any of you see someone move Baron Kerry's bed?" Again, they shook their heads.

Could this be a bizarre case of the castle lord and his bed disappearing together? Carson's mind was filled with questions, and he sent people out to search everywhere for Kerry.

Where was Kerry at this time? He had rushed into the sea at five to bathe. It had taken three scrubbing towels and two bars of soap before the foul-smelling Kerry became fragrant Kerry.

The castle naturally had a bathroom, but such a small space would soon be filled with the stench coming off his body. How could he hide that?

Actually, a fifty-square-meter bathroom was already large enough for many people to live in. Even so, Kerry still felt that bathing in the sea was better.

Watching the oak bed drift farther and farther into the depths of the sea, Kerry finally finished cleaning himself up. Laughing loudly, he headed back toward the castle.

When he had first come to the sea to bathe, he hadn't noticed anything. Now, Kerry suddenly realized that his body felt much lighter, and his hands and feet were brimming with strength.

Kerry took a light step and easily crossed a great distance. Then he walked faster and faster. The journey from the beach to the castle, which had previously taken more than ten minutes, now took him only seven or eight minutes.

The potion's effects were incredibly strong. Even his skin had become fairer, with a translucent, crystalline quality to it. Kerry was extremely satisfied. It seemed that all the rare treasures he needed to raise Little Griffon could be bought from the Golden Apple.

Kerry returned to the castle in a cheerful mood.

He had just reached the gate when Carson, who had received the news, stopped him. "Young master, where did you go so early in the morning? Your bed is missing, and we can't find it anywhere." Carson naturally suspected that the young master had moved the bed himself, but he still had to ask.

"Just buy a new bed. I threw the old one away, so you don't need to look for it." Of course he needed to buy a new one. He absolutely couldn't let them find that oak bed.

Although Carson was puzzled about why the bed that had only just been purchased after arriving on the island had suddenly become old, he didn't say much. The family had money now, after all. If the young master wanted to throw away a bed, then he could throw it away.

Emma ate breakfast with Kerry. Perhaps it was just her imagination, but everyone in the castle had seemed strange since she woke up that morning. The way they looked at her was also different from usual.

Moreover, Emma knew that Kerry loved good food. He always ate a huge breakfast before finishing. But today, Emma suddenly saw a puppet she had never seen before come to find Kerry and whisper something to him. Kerry then hurriedly ended breakfast with the puppet and ran off somewhere.

Something was strange. Maybe... No, I have to tell Teacher Gandalf immediately.

Kerry was enjoying his breakfast, but he had barely started when Medical Unit 1 interrupted him. The Queen had encountered a problem. Medical Unit 1 believed that the patient had developed a new issue and had to inform the master at once, so it found Kerry and accompanied him to the Queen's lair.

The Queen's belly was clearly a full size larger than yesterday. Medical Unit 1 determined that this was caused by the effects of yesterday's Marrow Cleansing Fruit. Kerry had the robots perform another comprehensive examination of the Queen. She was still rather weak. This pregnancy had damaged her constitution at its roots, and it wasn't realistic to expect her to recover with just a few Marrow Cleansing Fruits.

However, the examination showed that the baby had begun to grow stronger. Medical Unit 1 said that its development, which had nearly stopped, had now begun to flourish again.

This was a good sign, Kerry thought. Since better food after birth led to better growth, what would happen if he used Marrow Cleansing Fruits to strengthen its constitution before birth?

With this thought in mind, Kerry entered the Exchange again before it closed at noon. This time, besides buying Marrow Cleansing Fruits, he also planned to look around and see what gifts he could buy for Emma.

He bought the Marrow Cleansing Fruits from the Golden Apple again. Not knowing how many the Queen could eat before giving birth, Kerry bought two hundred first. The beautiful shopkeeper even gave him a five-percent discount, bringing the total to 19,000 Points.

After that, Kerry had no idea what to buy for Emma. Before he knew it, he had wandered back to the marketplace hall. It was just as lively as ever. Since he didn't know what to buy, he might as well buy several things.

Kerry began browsing the street stalls. Normally, how could one buy a girl gifts from roadside stalls? But one shouldn't forget that these were the Dimensional Exchange's roadside stalls. Even if the goods weren't expensive, they were all high-quality items.

Kerry knew that Emma was a mage, so he decided to find Boss Big Head and see whether he could buy her some inexpensive but practical books. It wasn't that Kerry was being stingy. Emma wasn't anything to him yet; at this point, he was merely thinking of buying some supplementary books for the little girl next door.