My Beastly Fertility System Chapter 121: A Peaceful Morning

"I wonder what Zane and the others are doing... The younglings must have grown again. When we meet next time, will they still recognize me?"

She murmured softly and drifted off to sleep.

In the room next door, Marcus sat alone in the dark. He tilted his head, quietly listening to Claire talking in her sleep. A small smile appeared on his face.

"Claire, you promised to be my sister. That means you have to keep that promise forever."

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Zane stood on a hill outside Grimstone, deep in the forest, looking down at the city.

He raised his hand and stared at his palm, which was covered in fine scars.

"Claire... I finally found you. But why are you running from me?"

Outside the underground cave, when he followed the tracks left by those strange wheels and caught up to that unknown beastfolk, he had already recognized her.

Even though Claire was wrapped in a black fur tunic, wearing something strange on her head, and riding something incredibly fast—things he had never seen before.

He was certain it was her.

He had wanted to catch up, to hold her, to tell her how worried he had been, how much he missed her. But she ran. She ran as fast as she could—so fast that even he couldn't catch her.

All he could do was watch, helpless and miserable, as she disappeared into the darkness. The thing she rode was so loud that even when he shouted her name, she couldn't hear him.

Then he saw her being carried into Grimstone.

When he tried to follow, the guards stopped him. They told him that unless he was female, any male who wanted to enter the city had to pay a high entry fee.

"Claire, just wait for me. I'll come find you soon..."

Morning sunlight streamed through the window and fell across Claire's bed.

The soft white fur blanket held a warm, sunlit scent. She didn't know what kind of animal it came from, but it felt thick and cozy, wrapping her in warmth.

It had been a long time since she had slept so peacefully. Now, she didn't have to worry about rogue beastfolk. She didn't have to worry about freezing to death.

Claire slowly opened her eyes, her mind still a little hazy.

A small bird, no bigger than her hand, perched on the window frame, curiously watching her. It tilted its head from side to side.

Chirp! Chirp!

The cheerful sound pulled Claire fully awake.

She raised her hand slightly, and the timid bird flapped its wings and flew away in a hurry.

"What a peaceful morning..."

Claire lay on the bed and let her mind sink into her storage space.

Now, the space was divided into three parts. One side was the preservation space. It could keep everything in its original state. It was about 3,500 cubic feet—not very big, but still enough to store quite a lot if packed tightly.

In the middle was the living space, also about 3,500 cubic feet. Living things could enter here. It was a green lawn that stayed fresh all year, with a small wooden cabin in the center. Inside were just a simple bed, a table, and a few chairs.

On the other side was a small farm. It wasn't large, just over 1,000 square feet, but the soil was rich and black. It was divided into several small plots, and each one could have its own time flow.

"Pome, I remember the system gave me some crop seeds and herb seeds. If I plant them, do I need to take care of them? Like watering or removing bugs?"

As soon as she called, the voice of the Pomella Fertility System sounded.

"Master, no need! Once planted, the seeds will grow on their own. When they mature, they will stop automatically. You don't have to worry about them rotting in the soil."

"That's pretty nice. But the space really is a bit small. Pome, can't you be more generous and give me a few hundred acres? You know I have a big family, lots of mates and even more beastlings!"

Pome's cute voice replied happily, "Master, I can definitely reward you with more land! But you need to have more younglings!"

Claire sighed. "Why are you so obsessed with me having younglings?"

Even though Pome sounded young and adorable, he was impossible to fool when it came to this topic.

After all, he was a fertility system. His purpose was to help the host have more younglings. Beastfolk didn't live very long, and their fertile years were short, so he kept urging Claire to have younglings as soon as possible.

The number and quality of the younglings she had were directly tied to the system's level. The more she gave birth, the stronger Pome would become, unlocking more abilities, making Claire stronger in return.

In just a few minutes, Claire filled several plots of land.

She only needed to think about it, and the farm planted everything according to her will.

On one patch of black soil, she planted herbs. She sped up time there—a single day inside was equal to a year outside. The mandrake she planted would gain ten years of growth in just ten days, and 100 years in 100 days.

Combining modern medical knowledge with what she had learned from the fox clan's healer, Claire planted several kinds of medicinal herbs into the soil.