"Hmm? This feeling… warm and comfortable!"
Zhang Chen quickly turned his head and saw Miaoke, who was sleeping soundly beside him. The blanket was wrapped around her body, and a pair of snow-white legs peeked out from under it.
What he had just touched was the blanket covering her chest.
The reason Zhang Chen could immediately tell it was Miaoke and not Miaoqi was due to the feel of the blanket.
Although they looked identical, their figures had distinct characteristics.
Miaoke was the mature and full-figured older sister type, while Miaoqi was the mischievous, cute, and petite type.
As for Miaoyin, her figure was exceptional, with large breasts and a slender waist, and her voice was sweet and coquettish. However, her tail was white, making her instantly recognizable.
*Whoosh!*
Suddenly, something soft and furry touched Zhang Chen's waist. He instinctively grabbed it.
It was a white tail.
"Meow~"
Miaoyin let out a weak meow and emerged from the blanket.
It turned out that Miaoke wasn't the only one here; Miaoyin was also nearby.
Moreover, the tail seemed to be a weakness for the cat-ear tribe. If their tails were grabbed, they couldn't muster any strength.
"True God…"
Miaoyin's voice trembled as she looked at Zhang Chen with a hint of pleading.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!"
Zhang Chen quickly let go.
Miaoyin seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, her face flushed. Embarrassed, she burrowed back into the blanket.
"Hmm? Miaoke and Miaoyin are both here, where's Miaoqi?"
"The three sisters always like to stick together. It's a bit strange if one of them is missing!"
Zhang Chen was pondering this.
Suddenly, a large lump formed under the blanket in front of him.
As the blanket was pulled away, Miaoqi's beautiful face appeared.
Her hair was a mess from the blanket, but she didn't seem to mind, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
"I found it, I found the bottleneck!"
Miaoqi swallowed a few times, then wiped the corner of her mouth with her hand, saying excitedly.
"Where? Where is it?"
Upon hearing this, Miaoke and Miaoyin immediately sat up. The three cat-girl maidens curiously gathered around, crowding in front of Zhang Chen.
"See? It's this. It wasn't like this before, it was very powerful. Now, after my little operation, look, the Master has woken up!"
Miaoqi said proudly.
"Uh… this…"
Zhang Chen couldn't help but feel a bit awkward, like an animal in a zoo being gawked at by tourists.
Except these tourists were three cute and beautiful cat-girl maidens.
Having never seen a male before, they were exceptionally curious about Zhang Chen's body.
"Alright, you've seen enough. That's enough, don't push it!"
Zhang Chen frowned and urged them.
These girls were really going too far. They were all wearing lace pajamas, their bodies subtly visible beneath the mesh, while he was completely bare. Couldn't they be a bit more decent?!
"Speaking of which, where are my clothes?"
Zhang Chen asked.
"Master, don't you remember?"
"After you absorbed the power of the pink crystal, you suddenly fainted."
"At the same time, your clothes disappeared for some reason, and your body was ice-cold."
"We were afraid you would get sick, so we carried you to a warm bed," Miaoke explained patiently.
"Yes, yes, we were afraid you were cold, so the three of us voluntarily helped you warm the bed. It's all our duty, Master doesn't need to praise us!" Miaoyin said with a smile, wagging her tail.
"So that's how it is…"
Zhang Chen reached out and gently stroked the heads of the three cat-girls, lingering a bit longer on Miaoqi's small head, tidying her messy hair.
He had to admit, the little one tried very hard, even if her skills were a bit lacking, but… diligence can make up for lack of skill.
"So that's how it is…"
Zhang Chen nodded.
His clothes were created with his body, not a physically manifested object, but rather a garment sustained by energy, capable of changing styles at will.
This was originally designed for convenience, unlike physical clothes that could get dirty or damaged and needed changing.
He hadn't expected that his body's connection to his consciousness would be briefly severed during energy absorption, causing his clothes to disappear due to the lack of energy to sustain them.
Fortunately, he had made arrangements with the three sisters beforehand, and it was only after he had completely subdued the enemy.
Otherwise, it would have been too embarrassing.
"The Elf Chief sent many elves to serve you. Look, they've brought so much fruit and food!" Miaoqi said, pointing to another side of the room.
This room was the Chief's former bedroom in the temple, and it was very spacious.
The bed was five by five meters, easily accommodating seven or eight people at once.
On the other side of the bed was a large open space, which originally held a dressing table.
Now, a line of elf maids was kneeling on the floor, holding various delicacies.
Traditionally, to express worship and respect to the True God, they should have held the plates high above their heads.
However, because of what had just happened, this line of elves had forgotten their duties. They were all craning their necks, curiously looking at Zhang Chen, astonished by his magnificent physique.
Some were shy, some were afraid, some were curious, their expressions varied.
"Good heavens, so many people, I've really lost out!"
Zhang Chen stood up, and a set of clothes reappeared on him.
"What about the prisoner? I need to interrogate the prisoner," Zhang Chen asked.
"Wait a moment, Master, we'll change our clothes and go with you. Wait for us!" Miaoke and the others said as they started to undress.
They didn't seem to mind, quickly getting undressed. The three of them occasionally teased each other about their figures.
Only then did they put on their clothes and obediently followed Zhang Chen.
"True God, please this way. I will take you to see the Chief. The prisoner is currently being guarded by the Chief herself!"
An elf bowed and led Zhang Chen down a corridor for a while before arriving at the underground prison area.
Originally, disobedient elves, along with the Elf Chief and her daughter, were held here.
Now, there was only one prisoner: the lecherous man.
All other villagers had been killed.
At this moment, the lecherous man was hanging in mid-air, being continuously whipped by two thorny vines.
However, this guy was a tough one, refusing to utter a sound and looking at the Elf Chief with a hint of mockery.
"True God… you have arrived."
"I am too useless; I haven't been able to interrogate the location of the pink crystal." The Elf Chief said with her head bowed submissively.
Although she was sixty or seventy years old, elves had very long lifespans, generally living up to around 300 years.
Therefore, at sixty or seventy, an elf was equivalent to a human around twenty years old.
This was evident from her firm skin and well-proportioned figure.