[60th Day since the Migration]
While the undercurrents in different territories were brewing, excitement was boiling in Altera.
After all, today was the day looked forward to by the entire territory.
Not only would there be new items in the supermarket, there would be a lot more shops would also open!
That morning though, a certain soldier was sampling something else. He was still half naked and his muscled body currently hovering over his snoozing wife.
Althea—who had been tired the previous night of frolicking and a bit of theorizing what to do with arrays—woke up at the sound of gentle sucking and some tingly sensations on her chest.
It felt a bit nice and she only laid there for a while, until a spark of pain and pleasure jolted her awake. Her wide emerald eyes opened and she looked down her chest, seeing her husband sampling her milk.
She flushed and her hand immediately tried pushing his head away. "You're going to drink the babies' food!"
It didn't stop him at all. On the contrary, because she was already awake, he suckled even more. Her breath hitched as she felt the pleasurable tingles, and then she gasped when he groped her free breast.
Garan's eyes shifted to look at her in the eye as he shifted to her other breast. She moaned when the flat of his tongue wiped the milky leaks and gasped when he took it in his mouth to suck.
"Y-You!" She gasped, shakily trying to pry him away. "The babies—I'm serious!"
This finally made him lift his head a bit, his blue eyes filled with seriousness that felt very different because of the sexy line of liquid that connected his mouth and her breast.
"No, I researched. A healthy mother always produces enough to feed the children 8-12 times a day."
Althea gave him a blank stare. "So you count yourself as a baby—ah!"
She was shut up when Garan dipped his head back down again, continuing with his suckling.
Althea could only cover her face as she moaned, wondering if it was time for her babies to try the milk alternatives.
This man would be in big trouble if they couldn't.
Lucky for Garan, he was right, or Althea would've banned him completely.
It had to be said that the body of a level 10 was really strong. She still had ample milk despite having to feed three people—err… two babies, and one grown man.
The couple came to the dining room and saw everyone there already. Although the insulation was great, it could be seen with how nourished they were that they had a lot of fun the previous night.
Althea ignored the stares and went straight to her babies, who were drinking her pumped breast milk. She needed to refill those…
Of course, she was also exploring the alternatives as soon as they were old enough. In Terran, this was one year old, but in Xeno this should be much earlier.
Her alternatives so far was Soy Milk and Broat Milk. Soy milk was tested safe long ago, even for her children after a few more months, but Broat Milk was still undergoing stringent testing to ensure safe consumption for babies.
So far, Broat Milk will soon be made commercially available and safe for adult consumption. In fact, it even had a higher amount of calcium and protein. Its structure also allowed it to be consumed by lactose intolerants—assuming there were still such conditions after upgrading.
Anyway, she leaned down and placed wet kisses on her babies' chubby cheeks. They giggled and she did as well, "Did you have fun with Auntie Sheila?"
"Did anything weird happen?" She asked, still half-wondering if the floating incident was real. If it was, then everyone had to keep an open eye.
Sheila shook her head, "No, why?"
"It's nothing," she said, "Just report any anomalies. I'll tell you later."
With this, the group ate their meals with gusto, especially when Harold improved on his craft again.
Althea watched her children eat lovingly. They were so cute, though they have grown quite a bit and she knew it was definitely not normal. They were not even two months old, but their sizes could rival those twice their age.
She had wanted to ask Oslo's family in case they knew more, but it wasn't the timing. She wanted to know whether they could be trusted or not.
"Mnggmwahmahh…" The babies cooed, as if noticing her distraction. Her eyes cleared and she laughed, leaning down to place a few more kisses on both their small faces.
Similarly, the other children—Maya, Horus, and even Theo—were also finishing up their food. They were dressed to go out though, and there were backpacks in the living room.
"Are you children going on a field trip?"
Maya cutely looked at her, "We're gonna watch the shows today!" She said, and Theo nodded cutely, making everyone chuckle.
Today was the 60th day since The Migration and Althea had decided to launch several new products today. Similarly, a lot of shops used the 'milestone' date to open, thus giving a lot of activities around her land.
She watched as the third-youngest baby bravely climb down his chair and tottered to her direction. He looked up with those adorable rounded eyes, framed by his curly hair.
"Yes, little Theo?" She asked, smiling, also looking forward to hear his voice.
Beanie… still couldn't face her. He was now busy assigning himself going from territory to territory to train, only meeting with his son whenever he was here.
"Can Pepper and Meatball come?"
She chuckled, "Of course you can."
"Who can babysit though?" She asked, and everyone looked at each other.
Everyone was busy with preparations for the war now.
Even Harold had to be locked in the kitchen to try out the experimental plants and also to find improvements for his health and mana foods, ideally increasing his level and his success rates as well.
Ansel looked at everyone. He was just supposed to go hunt today, but he was a bit reluctant to go outside the territory due to the events. Now, with the kids, he had more excuses to slack off!
It was just one day! Great people needed rest!
"I'll do it!" he said, "I'll take care of them all!"
As such, Ansel became the baby sitter of quite a few children that day.