What was even more exaggerated was that she was actually holding a fish—nearly three meters long—in her hand.Its weight was far greater than her own, yet she dragged it out of the sea and burst through the ice in a single leap. That level of explosive strength was astonishing.Could she really be an ordinary person?Ray swept her with spatial perception.She was clearly a foreign woman, around 175 cm tall, with piercing blue eyes, a high-bridged nose, and vividly red lips—exactly the kind of foreign beauty that matched his stereotypical impression: sensual and striking.But she truly was beautiful. Even Ray, who was notoriously picky, had to give her a solid 90 out of 100.And that was without any makeup.Her neck was long and elegant like a swan's—pale, smooth, flawless. Below it were delicate collarbones, followed by a full, well-endowed figure barely contained by a bikini. The fabric was thin and tight, unable to conceal the roundness and height of her chest.Further down,

'Oh? Her English is actually pretty good. Saves me the trouble of finding a translator,' Ray thought as he turned back and gave Leah a bright, almost sunny smile."Ray. Ray Morley," he said.Leah couldn't help taking a step forward. "Will we meet again?""If fate allows, of course."Without looking back, Ray walked farther and farther away.Leah did not follow. Instead, she hoisted her freshly caught fish and headed back toward the ice houses.She was certain—she would meet this Gohaven man named Ray again.After walking some distance, and confirming that within a ten-kilometer radius no one could observe this area, Ray's thoughts shifted.With a flick of his mind, he stored the giant lobster into his otherworldly storage space.Time for some mutated seafood.It was so big. Ray couldn't help wondering how much meat it had.Back in the day, ordering a Boston lobster meant a few bites, and it was gone. But this one? Heh. Enough to feed dozens of people until they were full.T

The results proved that the mutated lobster was not poisonous.Ray waited for a full hour, but Kirk showed no signs of toxin-induced death at all. His blood remained completely normal.This much, at least, Ray—who possessed microscopic observation abilities—could confirm with certainty.Of course, the reason for the delay wasn't only to verify whether the lobster meat was toxic. It was also to let Kirk fully savor suffering.For a bad guy like Kirk, killing him in a single strike would be far too merciful.And since Kirk had many lives, Ray would take his time. The more lives Kirk had, the more times Ray would make him suffer. Ray really wanted to see whether, in the end, Kirk would regret having so many lives.With a thought, Ray activated spatial swap. He swapped a stone inside Kirk's stomach with one outside.The stone inside him was only slightly larger than a fist. But the one that replaced it… was bigger than a human head.In an instant, Kirk erupted in agony."Kill me!

Kirk's total energy of abilities was roughly around 4,000 units.Because Ray's spatial perception—his most precise measurement tool—had been fixed at a 10-kilometer radius, he could no longer use any expansion of range to accurately determine how much ability energy he had absorbed. He could only rely on experience now.After thinking for a moment, Ray decided to return to Paige. The side effects would be kicking in soon.He erupted into full speed and quickly returned to Zimtam Outpost.At present, the entire Zimtam Outpost was occupied only by Paige, making the place feel unusually empty. It reminded Ray of the first time he had seen her—lying in the snow in a wedding dress, that sense of loneliness, despair, and cold beauty lingering in his mind no matter how much time had passed."Did it go well?" Paige asked. She knew he had gone to hunt down the Jayzepanese.Ray smiled and nodded. "It went well. But because it went so well—"Paige's fair cheeks turned slightly red. She now

Ray clicked his tongue softly.Jess was excellent at provoking others, but precisely because she had offended too many people, she could never become the leader of the harem. She lacked the ability to command respect.Molly, however, was different. She was composed and generous, with a faint aura of military decisiveness. She handled matters fairly and without bias. Even though she was not the oldest, Honey and Heather were both willing to follow her lead.Having Molly as the matriarch of the household would likely keep everything peaceful.Otherwise, if it were Jess, she would probably end up as a "single commander," with no one listening to her at all—everyone would just gang up and oppose her.Ray didn't even need to go upstairs. A sweep of his spatial perception confirmed that Lucy and Lindsay were still undergoing evolution. They were likely still on track for completion tomorrow.Thinking of evolution naturally brought him to golden snowflakes—and then to the creatures in t