I couldn't shake the intense craving for the roasted milk meat I'd eaten at noon. Was it a revival of some indelible memory from childhood? Milk is the guarantor of life; deep within everyone there’s an irrepressible longing for it. Even after growing up, men will still learn to suckle a breast like an infant. Before I came here, wasn't I repeating that same action every night?

Elena re-fastened the shell bra around herself. She was still sitting sideways, so the scene remained quite proper. I asked, "What theory is your time machine based on?"

Elena flipped the roasted snake meat and replied, "The Void Theory—a matter of chance."

"Void Theory? Never heard of it."

Elena laughed. "Of course you haven't. It’s my own research."

"Would you mind sharing it? Perhaps we could learn from each other and gain something."

"There's no need to keep secrets from you. I can only come here, I can't return, whereas you can both come and go. I'm also extremely eager to know how you manage that. First, let me tell you about my Void Theory. I believe that beyond our three-dimensional space, there exist countless multidimensional spaces. Although these dimensions don't share the same concept of time, they aren't isolated; they are interconnected. If one can find the connecting passage between two spaces, time travel can be achieved. Of course, that sounds simple, but the practical operation is extremely difficult and complex, and the probability of success is very low, as you can see from my current miserable state."

I continued, "Our time machine isn't as complex as yours. It merely expands upon Einstein's Unified Field Theory. We found the Unified Field Channel. Once an object enters this channel, time, space, and velocity undergo fundamental changes. You could say we use immense power to warp time."

Elena asked me, "Are you a bodyguard or a scientist? From the way you talk, you seem to know a lot, which isn't typical for a demobilized soldier."

I stood up. "I need to use the restroom. You take your time roasting."

I deliberately lingered for a long time before returning. The aroma of the snake meat cooking over the charcoal fire reached me—a familiar scent. I knew my objective was met. This Elena was certainly interesting; she actually enjoyed having men indirectly consume her milk.

Elena handed me a skewer of snake meat. "Eat up. It’s getting late. Eat your fill and rest early; tomorrow you’ll have to carry me again while we travel."

I took a bite and indeed tasted a fresh, milky flavor. Heh, I thought this journey through time would be dull, but now, with this super 'milk cow' accompanying me, life might become interesting. At the very least, enjoying food daily with such an additive wasn't possible in modern times.

Elena poked me with a snake meat skewer. "What are you smiling at? You have such a despicable look on your face. Is my roasted snake meat not good? Let me tell you, I’m an expert at barbecuing back home."

"It's delicious, that’s why I’m smiling. I truly hope I can eat this tender roasted meat every day from now on."

Elena became serious. "If you are obedient, I can let you eat it every day. But you must work hard. Your job now is to protect me so I can continue my research. Of course, during this process, we also need to look for that man in black carrying the mutant virus. From now on, you must do exactly as I say, or forget about getting that ten billion."

I ate and replied, "Fine, you're my boss. As long as our matters don't conflict, I’ll follow your arrangements."

But it truly wasn't up to Elena to decide everything; at least, she couldn't solve the problem of sleeping arrangements for the night. This place wasn't like the pigsty; without straw and the warmth of animals, sleeping naked would surely cause a cold. Six thousand years in the future, today was early winter, but six thousand years ago, the daytime temperature was very high, yet the temperature drop at night was significant. Even without sleeping, I felt my body trembling.

Finally, I gathered a large pile of dry grass and spread it beside the campfire. Elena was already exhausted from sleepiness. With a loud cry, she dove into the grass and disappeared, her voice silenced. Soon, I heard her light, low breathing. She had been tormented terribly in the days prior; having a peaceful night now, she would surely sleep soundly.

I stoked the fire until it burned hotter, then retrieved the shed snakeskin. I took it to the small river to rub and wash it clean, then placed it near the fire to dry. Unexpectedly, the material of this snakeskin was quite special. Certainly not as formidable as my own snakeskin, this one was smooth and glossy like silk, resisting tearing and crumbling easily. After washing and roasting, the stench of snake blood completely dissipated. Without the odor, it was much better suited for making clothes.

I contemplated using the snakeskin to make three garments: a skirt and undergarments for Elena, and a pair of trousers for myself. I didn't care about a shirt; I wasn't afraid of the cold, and no matter how cold it got, I wouldn't catch a chill. However, no matter how I tried, I couldn't manage to fashion undergarments and trousers. In the end, I simply sliced the snakeskin into three pieces with a sharp stone shard. The skirt and trousers were easy—just wrap them around the body. As for the undergarment, since I couldn't make one, I figured I'd use the remaining strip as a bust band. Having something tied around the chest was better than being completely bare.

After making the clothes, I lay by the fire, gazing up at the starry sky, filled with deep doubts. For so long, I hadn't seen Earth’s old friend—the moon—in the sky. It seemed our conjecture was mostly correct; perhaps at this time, the Lunar Spaceship was still under construction or merely an idea. But why would the Moon People tamper with the genes of Earth's original life forms? Earth should also be their home. Were they also driven by the need for survival?

So far, we hadn't encountered any true prehistoric hyper-civilized humans—the Moon People we hypothesized about. Where on Earth did they live now, and how could we find them as quickly as possible? These questions urgently needed answers.

"Zhao Qian, Zhao Qian," came Elena’s low call from the grass pile.

I answered, "I'm here. Can't sleep? Missing me?"

"Yes, I woke up freezing; it's too cold. Don't stay outside; come in, and let's talk. You really are an honest man. If you were a man from our M-Country, we would have been hugging by now."

Sweat. I was an honest man? Probably only Elena would say that. She invited me into the grass pile; naturally, I couldn't refuse, or she would call me honest again.

I lowered my head and crawled into the pile of dry grass. Before I could do anything, Elena threw her arms around me from behind.

"You are so warm! Why is it so cold here? It wasn't this cold even in the primitive people’s pigsty the other day."

Elena was naked! Her full breasts pressed against my back, and she even rubbed against me for more warmth! Immediately, her two smooth, pale legs wrapped around my waist, tightly locking me in her embrace.

"You... don't provoke me. I get aroused easily."

Elena said, "I don't care about sex. If you want it, I can give it to you. It’s no big deal even if it’s my first time. Relax. You have a girlfriend; we won't see each other again once we get back to the modern era. In our M-Country, even if a woman isn't a virgin, men still like them, and in my view of sexuality, the hymen is just an optional thing; nobody cares about that little piece of tissue."

Hearing Elena say that actually made me feel awkward. So, I poked my head out of the grass pile and took a few breaths of fresh air, trying to dissipate the surging heat of my desire.

"Are you warm now? Go to sleep. We have to travel early tomorrow morning."

"A fellow with the desire but not the guts..." Elena muttered, already drifting back to sleep.

"What was that!" I shouted.

Elena was startled awake. She shot up from behind me, pressing down on my body as she looked out toward the grass pile. Those milk-ready breasts were right under my mouth. I composed myself and reminded her, "Look at the sky! What is that thing!"

Under the starry sky, a disc-shaped object flew overhead at a relatively slow speed. It wasn't very high; from the bottom, we could even see the lights inside and the flames jetting from the tail. The sight left us both somewhat stunned.

Elena sprang up, ready to jump out. "A prehistoric UFO! Quickly, call them down!"

I dragged Elena back into the grass pile. "Are you crazy? We don't know if these prehistoric people are friend or foe right now. If you mess around, you'll get yourself killed!"

Elena, pulled by me, tumbled into my arms. She argued, "But I finally saw them! It's such a waste to let them go like this!"

I comforted her, "Don't worry. My goal is to find their base. Whatever your wish is, you'll achieve it sooner or later; don't stress over this one moment."

Elena suddenly laughed. "You're only stopping me as an excuse to take advantage of me, aren't you?"

My hand suddenly felt soft; only then did I realize I had grabbed Elena's breast! Elena wasn't angry, but I was extremely embarrassed and quickly pulled my hand away. "I was just tense, worried you were in danger just now, hehe. To be honest, the feel of your breasts is quite nice."

Elena lay down completely in my embrace. "Stop teasing me. They've suddenly grown so much. I’m worried about the shape after they revert. Besides, I don’t have a bra to wear. Being like this every day will inevitably cause sagging. When can we get back to the modern era? I feel conflicted right now—I want to stay here and figure things out, but I also want to return to the comfortable modern city life."

Holding Elena, my heart fluttered a bit. "I made a snakeskin outfit. Try it on tomorrow. We can't go meet the prehistoric hyper-civilized humans naked; they'll look down on us."

"Where do you think that UFO is going? What will the pilots look like? When will we find them..." Elena’s voice grew softer, and she actually fell asleep in my arms.

This is a big problem. I didn't want to get involved with this girl from the M-Country, but such intimate contact right now was going to be the death of me. I must endure. I must resist this ultimate temptation. I would treat the huge breasts right in front of me as if I didn't see them, and I would make Cheng Susu and Yi Xiaorou compensate me when I got home...

Thinking this way, I too drifted off into a hazy sleep. This was the first night in prehistory—a little lustful, holding a foreign beauty with huge breasts, the intense milky fragrance inciting desire. It would be a lie to say otherwise: this first prehistoric night was a bit fantastical; we encountered a serpent-bodied, human-faced monster and saw a flying machine from six thousand years ago. When would all the secrets here be unveiled? This night was also a bit cold, so I unconsciously held the girl in my arms tighter...

*** Slap, slap, slap. My backside was patted several times, startling me into scrambling upright. It was already light outside. Elena had woken up at some point and was already wearing the snakeskin outfit I made. The skirt looked very good and fit perfectly, accentuating Elena's pert bottom even more, though the chest covering was a bit exaggerated.

It was called a chest wrap, but it was really just a wide

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