A World Malicious to Ordinary People

"Where is A Qiu?"

After looking around and failing to spot the Little Wolf Cub, Wu Chu asked.

Whimper...

A Qiu crawled out from the bushes, trembling. Its four limbs felt somewhat weak, and it let out a cry toward Wu Chu. When its gaze drifted toward Yueling, it clearly showed timidity, looking very well-behaved.

Wu Chu did not know that the Little Wolf Cub, A Qiu, had been completely terrified by Yueling's method and speed of eating just moments ago. A Qiu felt that its own small frame wouldn't even be enough for a single bite from her.

"Senior A Chu..."

Wu Chu coughed lightly and said, "Yueling, you should just call me 'A Chu' or 'Brother A Chu'! I'm a person who likes to keep a low profile. Every time you call me 'Senior', it's like you're exposing all my secrets, you know?"

Yueling opened her adorable, wide eyes and stared blankly for a long time before nodding mechanically. Finally, she apologized to him, "Senior A Chu, I'm sorry!"

"Still calling me 'Senior'?"

"A, A Chu..."

"Yes, exactly. Come on, say it a few more times to get used to it."

"A, A Chu, Brother A Chu, Brother A Chu..."

"..."

Brother A Chu it is! That's still better than "Senior," which makes a person sound old for no reason!

Wu Chu secretly curled his lip, though Little Yueling's soft, baby-like voice really did suit her appearance and age. Hearing it made Wu Chu's iron-willed, straight-man heart feel like it was about to melt; he felt the urge to pick her up and kiss her a few times.

But in the end, he held back, as the little spirit's appearance was that of a little loli.

Even though the little spirit's true age was likely enough to make her his great-great-great-grandmother.

Compared to the other little spirit, Yibao, although Yibao's body was smaller, her proportions were exquisite to the extreme—curvy in all the right places. Even her voice was that of an adult, and she carried a sexy vibe.

As for the little spirit Yueling, her figure was clearly not yet developed; she was a genuine little loli. Her cute, baby-like voice made her seem even more naturally innocent, and she followed the true "cute loli" path.

"Brother A Chu, please teach me the Culinary Dao!"

Little Yueling tucked her legs and knelt, resting her hands in front of her and looking up with her small face in a pleading posture. This sudden "maiden kneel" was quite spirited, making Wu Chu look a few extra times, though it was a pity the little girl was dressed in Taoist robes.

He felt he should find an opportunity to have the little girl change her attire.

If the little spirit Yibao had made that gesture...

"There's no rush for that; it's not something that can be accomplished in a day. What we need to do now is improve our current living conditions." Wu Chu smiled and said, "But speaking of which, where did you live before, Yueling?"

Yueling pointed a finger toward a white-capped mountain peak in the distance. "My former cave dwelling was up there, but it has been shattered now."

"Then you can live here from now on! I'll help you build a wooden house later."

Wu Chu said this very enthusiastically, but little Yueling seemed somewhat hesitant. He did not know that Yueling actually found the wooden house Wu Chu built a bit distasteful—it was too ugly and too crude.

"Brother A Chu, why don't you open up a cave dwelling instead of living in a wooden house?"

I already told you I'm not some high-level expert!

Wu Chu complained internally, but he smiled on the surface and said, "Because I like to keep a low profile!"

"Well, alright then!"

With Wu Chu's "help," the little girl unleashed her abilities. Using her spirit treasure, the Spirit Prime Sword, she carved out flat, even planks of Purple Jade Spiritwood and built a small, exquisite wooden house next to Wu Chu's dwelling.

Although neither of them knew anything about mortise-and-tenon craftsmanship, simple construction was not a problem. Compared to Wu Chu's little wooden shack, this purple cabin was practically luxurious.

Consequently, Wu Chu made up his mind that once he studied mortise-and-tenon techniques, he would definitely tear down his own dilapidated shack and build a much more magnificent wooden house.

After all that fuss, over twenty hours passed quickly. After eating some roasted shrimp, Wu Chu ran back to his wooden shack to rest. He didn't even play the single-player games on his phone, nor did he have the time to think about other messy things that might affect his mood.

That "night," he had dreams again.

The scenes in his dreams shifted back and forth between the vast ocean and the mountains. At times he turned into a dragon, churning the rivers and seas; at other times he became a tree, overlooking the earth and mountains; and at other times he was lost in ignorance, not knowing where he was, eventually waking up amidst a fragrant, erotic scene.

He was very relieved that he didn't need to get up and wash his underwear.

But the regret was that, even in these dreams, he still didn't know how to cultivate.

In this Primordial World, the outside was filled with innate spiritual energy. For a postnatal creature like Wu Chu, even breathing could be considered a form of cultivation, just at a speed that was a few hundred million times slower.

Moreover, one thing was certain: as his physique improved, he definitely possessed a trace of magic power within him; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to perform those spells at all.

Even if the power of the spells he cast was somewhat pathetic.

He hurried to the lakeside to wash his face, drank some spring water at the pool, and then went to the flower field to take care of his personal hygiene.

Returning to the wooden shack, he picked up a Purple Jade Spirit Crabapple, climbed onto the tree roots, and sat silently gnawing on it while gazing at the great lake, pondering how he had to finish the latrine today.

Little Yueling floated back, carrying a large piece of shrimp meat on a big leaf. "Brother A Chu, would you like some shrimp meat? I roasted it for a long time; it's cooked."

"Sure! Thank you, Yueling!"

Wu Chu took the shrimp meat Yueling handed him and leaned back against the giant tree, thinking that he should make a table and chairs later. Constantly sitting on the ground was a bit hard on his pants.

Although his jeans were quite sturdy, who knew how long they would last!

He didn't take out his phone to check the time. The days here were too long, and for him, checking the time had no meaning.

But precisely because of that, he was able to stop his mind from wandering.

"Delicious!"

Wu Chu gave Yueling a thumbs-up while gnawing on the shrimp meat.

Seeing this, Yueling's little face blossomed into a bright smile, her large eyes curving into crescent moons.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Wu Chu looked up and asked, "By the way, Yueling, do you know how much longer it will be until dark?"

Yueling looked up at the sun in the sky, scratched her little head, and shook it. "It should still be quite a while! I don't know how to describe exactly how long."

Wu Chu looked at the sun in the sky, then checked the time on his phone. "Yibao, Yibao, do you know?"

The little figure of Yibao manifested on the phone screen. A golden sofa, condensed from the power of merit, appeared behind her. The little sprite Yibao reclined lazily on the sofa, yawning while tossing her long hair and shooting a wink at Wu Chu.

She then glanced at Little Moon Spirit. "If calculated by Earth time, it should be around two-thirty in the afternoon. However, a single day in this world lasts 8,765 hours. In other words, one day here is equivalent to a year on Earth."

Upon hearing this, Wu Chu could only feel a certain green, common plant growing wildly in his heart...

Yibao added, "It is currently spring. A single long night here adds up to over four months of Earth time..."

"..."

How was this any different from surviving the winter?

If he didn't prepare some food, he would surely starve to death!

Wu Chu complained silently. Thinking that in 'over a month,' he would have to face that long 'four-month' dark period, he suddenly felt uneasy all over.

He suddenly felt that this Primordial World was full of malice toward a mortal like him; it simply wasn't a place where a mortal like him should stay.

No, he had to dig a cellar to store food!

However, there was no need to rush that for the moment. He planned to fire a few clay pots today first. Drinking cold spring water every day, he had no idea if there were any parasites in the spring.

At this moment, Little Moon Spirit, who was listening from the side, was completely confused.

What was Earth time?

What was an hour?

What was a month? Was it the moon in the night sky?

Little Wolf Cub A Qiu also returned after eating his fill. Seeing Wu Chu, his lowered tail perked up and began to wag, just like a Doggy seeing its master.

After the meal, Wu Chu asked Little Moon Spirit, "Yueling, is there any bamboo nearby? You know, the kind that is hollow inside and has segments..."

"Yes, there is. What does A Chu need that for?"

"Can you help me get some back?"

"Alright, A Chu, wait a moment!"

Then, he saw the little girl leap toward the giant lake, skimming toward the opposite shore. Her dark hair flew, her robes fluttered; she truly looked like she was riding the wind, as ethereal as a celestial being...

Sigh, just kidding.

She was wearing a Taoist robe and was as flat as a board; there was nothing to look at.

Looking at Little Moon Spirit was not as good as looking at that little sprite Yibao!

The large fish in the lake seemed afraid to come out and provoke the little girl, Yueling. Even until her figure was no longer visible, there was no movement in the giant lake.

Meanwhile, Wu Chu began searching for clay around the Purple Jade Spiritwood.

Before long, he found a patch of red soil with strong adhesive properties. The fine red clay glowed with a ruddy luster, and he wrapped up a few bundles using large leaves to carry back.

After some thought, Wu Chu took off his socks and went to the lakeside to wash them.

He even used the mud to scrub them until they felt exceptionally clean and odorless before returning to the front of the small wooden hut, then went off to search for Purple Jade wood shavings.

This Purple Jade Spirit Crabapple was an innate spiritual root. The fire fueled by its shavings would surely have an extraordinary temperature; perhaps the pottery fired with it could even turn into porcelain!

Wu Chu fantasized while searching for the Purple Jade wood shavings.

When two green bamboos drifted back across the lake, Wu Chu was momentarily dumbfounded.