Yan Mo slowly came into an idea. One day, he had Wu Chen and Meng discuss the troublesome suspension bridge in front of the dwarves. Their last model was a fail, this was their second attempt after some modification. Just as expected, Gerge and Derde passing by them got attracted by this strange thing called suspension bridge and quickly dived in with everything they got.
Wu Chen felt a sudden sense of crisis. He began to study even harder, and reduced his sleep and exercise duration on his own volition. Practically forgoing sleep and food to figure out the construction of the suspension bridge, wanting to beat the dwarves in making a workable model.
Yan Mo quickly found out, after all it’s his only disciple that’s behaving strangely, and quickly stopped his irrational competitiveness.
“Your specialty is not in this area. Before, I was really lacking manpower, that’s why you and Meng were heading the plan. Just like how Meng is more suited to be a warrior and warrior leader, you are more suited to be an overseer of everything who has some medical and math skills. You’ll need enough strength to be a good manager. No matter what you do in the future, you have get enough sleep, all your three meals as well as daily training. If I see you do something rash like this again, or not do those three things, I’ll make you into mermaid bait myself!”
Wu Chen nodded seriously, then started grinning in a silly way. His master is concerned about him!
Seeing him like that, Yan Mo slapped his silly disciple’s head without thinking, only realising when his palm touched Wu Chen’s hair that he was still being punished. By then, it’s too late to take back his hand.
Wu Chen felt that warm and comfortable sensation enveloping his whole body again. Soon, all the discomfort and fatigue over the past few days evaporated.
Wu Chen was very moved, “Master!” his eyes watered up.
Yan Mo wanted to cry too. He wasted a blessing again!
Yan Mo couldn’t have known at this time, he not only lost a blessing he could use to awe others and make them owe him, but this would also become a dagger his stupid disciple would stab him with.
Yuan Zhan also found out that something’s wrong with Wu Chen lately. But now, the little kid was walking out with a face that exuded joy. This morning this guy had dark eyebags, was dragging his legs forward, and looked visibly tired, but now there’s none of that.
Wu Chen immediately stopped on his tracks and saluted when he saw Yuan Zhan.
“You just came out from Mo’s?” Yuan Zhan asked him.
“Yes.” Wu Chen was a honest kid and he was rather afraid of Yuan Zhan. When he was questioned, he just spilled everything out no matter whether or not he should be talking about it. He also didn’t forget to stab his master in the back, exclaiming with a touched expression, “Master is so good to me. He blessed me again, even though he just blessed me not long ago, he told me not to tell anyone — of course I wouldn’t!” But Lord Chief is definitely okay, right?
Before, Yuan Zhan was only speculating, but it was actually true!!
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Yuan Zhan clenched the wooden spear in his hand so tight he could break the wood. He had to, or he’d already kick the boy in front of him all the way to the walls. This boy didn’t even know what rare and special thing he got!
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The youngsters and kids of A’wu clan rejected their presence. Their lack of common language gave birth to many misunderstandings at this early stage. They had fought countless times already in these few days.
Clan head Langlang and the dwarven elders stance was that ‘little children should be more active’. Move their hands and feet so their brains would be more alert and nimble. Said ‘moving hands and feet‘ included fighting. They gladly neglected the part where many of these ‘children’ of theirs are not that young anymore, and if you press them they’d counter back, ‘Oh please, your five year olds are as tall as our adults. Us fighting against your six year olds is already unfair to us!‘
It’s very hard for Yan Mo to suppress his laugh every time. He didn’t see his students being bullied so he let it be. But, whether intentionally or otherwise, he made Wu Chen smooth the relationship between the dwarves and the students.
The dwarves were not just taking and taking and not giving back. They really like to give people combs, after ten days, nearly every A’wu people had one of the dwarven wooden combs.
Meng inched closer to Yan Mo and hesitantly started, “Mo…”
“What is it?”
“Did you fight with Zhan?”
“Hah?”
“You didn’t? Oh I know!” Meng slapped his thigh, “Then you must’ve left him unsatisfied these few days. Look at him seething, you can smell the smoke from ten km away!”
Yan Mo: “…”
Meng shook his head, his face full of sympathy for his bro. “Mo, how long has it been since you let him sleep with you? Last time I asked him if he levelled up so quickly because he often slept with you, but he didn’t answer, he just beat me up, and my subordinates too. These days he’d come over and say he’d ‘train’ us out of nowhere, but he’d just madly beat us up! Look at my face. Nowadays everyone would turn the other way around when they see Zhan walking to their direction.”
Yan Mo: “…”
Meng was gonna pat Yan Mo on his shoulder, but his hand froze midair. “Ah, I forgot Zhan said no one can touch you right now. Oh, is that why you haven’t slept with Zhan? Mo, why can’t anyone touch you now? When will it be okay again? Not only Zhan, I was also waiting for your… what’s that word again? Ah — research. When will you research me?”
“Er Meng, Dofie still looks like an old woman but you can still do it with her. Is your true love here?”
“Trulof? What’s that? Why can’t I do it if she’s an old woman now? I can’t see anything at night anyway.”
Beastly! Yan Mo motioned to the guard, “Chase him out.”
The two guards went over to Meng with weird expressions on their faces.
Meng scratched his head, he didn’t understand why the little priest suddenly got angry.
As he walked out of the tower, something connected in Meng’s brain. Ah! I got it now! Little Momo can’t be touched by anyone now, so Zhan also can’t satisfy him. That’s why the two are so frustrated! Tsk, poor guys.
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That night, the guy people said was very irritable and frustrated walked into the east tower, where he and Yan Mo was temporarily staying at.
Wu Chen was still there when Yuan Zhan entered. He pointed at the door at the little guy.
Wu Chen immediately stood up. He looked at Yan Mo, then when he got his master’s nod, he saluted them both before leaving.
Yuan Zhan followed after him and secured the beast pelt curtain with stones. They hadn’t had time to make doors from wood.
Yan Mo concocted medicine while casually talking, “It feels uncomfortable, doesn’t it? It’s been raining nonstop for close to twenty days now. The dwarves said that the rain will stop after three or two days at most. Just bear it, it’ll be fine once the sun came out.”
Yuan Zhan walked to Yan Mo’s side and plopped down his butt next to him, staring at him with a frantic need and almost violent desire.
Yan Mo couldn’t stand such a gaze on himself, he put down what he was doing and looked up at him. “What’s up with you recently? Should I make you something to treat internal fire and toxins?”
“Thirty-one days! ”
“You got it wrong, it’s thirty-three days. I’ll be able to walk again in three days.”
“No, it’s right. It’s been thirty-one days since I last touched you!” Yuan Zhan looked like he wanted to eat someone, as if he had been holding himself back and had reached his limit.
“I want to touch you! Hug you! Feel you! Do you!” Yuan Zhan’s butt shifted and he scooted closer to Yan Mo until they were only a fist-length apart. Right now, they were very, very close to each other.
Yan Mo was sitting on the beast pelt and couldn’t go anywhere, nor did he want to enact some perverted ‘crawl away and get caught’ play, so he calmly said, “This situation of yours is an illness. It’s called ‘touch starved’, normally people deprived of affection when young would have this disorder.”
After saying that he suddenly seemed to have thought of something, “Come to think of it, I’m afraid more than 90% of people in this world have this disorder.” The primitive people won’t pay attention to giving their kids loving hugs, most often they would just toss them into the tent or leave them beside people who are working. Once old enough, the adults would leave the kids to play by themselves or the older kids would take care of the smaller ones.
“So I have an illness?” Yuan Zhan said this in a weird tone.
“Mmh.” Yan Mo didn’t make out the strangeness, his thoughts were still wandering off.
Yuan Zhan made a ferocious smile. His hands took off his clothes in seconds. His chest stuck out in front of him, “Then, treat me!”
Padam: this was well over 6000 so it's broken to 3 parts, happened to coincide with my finals too. It seems it's back to me all on my own again, me tl, me edit and me qc. Maybe everyone's busy this time of the year.
Thank you!
三五天 is a colloquial expression that means unknown/numerous/countless estimate of day/time/distance/metric. It’s not meant to be literally 3 to 5 days (it could, as an estimation) but more like “several days” instead.
So the original sentence can be translated into “in this couple of/few days, the children have faught countless/numerous times.”
Hope this help!
Thank you! That really really helps! I thought it was literal numbers
Thanks for the chapter
Yuan zhan is becoming more and more shameless 😜
thank you for translating 😊
Their dynamic has gotten better. Thanks for the chapter!
Wtf, meng still do it with that woman even though it’s like super duper old body