The Ger's Contract Marriage [BL]
Chapter 297: There Was No Plan A

Chapter 297: There Was No Plan A

From the moment they left the campsite till now, it had been around three hours of adventure and uncertainty. From the strangely barren far eastern part of the forest with the giant snake to the secret space and back to their camp.

Xu Feng’s thoughts drifted to Xuan Yang and Xuan Jian, wondering if they had returned to the campsite yet. However, he couldn’t bring himself to look at their actual campsite, as if avoiding it would somehow keep the truth at bay.

How was he going to explain this? There was no DNA test here...

The forest, once filled with life, now seemed to close in around them, casting an oppressive shadow that made every step heavier and more foreboding.

The journey back to their camp felt like a dream shrouded in an eerie fog, and Xu Feng couldn’t help but reflect on the strange occurrences that had been unfolding in his life recently.

It was almost as if he had stepped into a transmigration story—story not real life! And it was one of those tales where you suddenly find yourself in a new world, face hardships with mean family members that are worse than dirt or you have no family at all, you meet very attractive hotties everywhere you turn, and ultimately improve your life.

All this occurs while a storm of crazy things happens at every turn.

Either that or you die early and painfully.

Those are the only two options. This was a non negotiable truth of transmigration stories for Xu Feng.

How did he know? Well, he had read plenty of such stories and had binge watched countless dramatic dramas over the years. That, to him, was substantial proof of this concept. And now, it seemed he was firmly on track for the first scenario...hopefully, albeit with a series of unexpected twists and turns.

The allure of the "hotties" he kept encountering along the way made everything bearable. He had not one but two hotties all to himself, and he continued to run into even more attractive hotties everywhere.

Life, despite its bizarre circumstances, didn’t seem all that bad. "Heheh," Xu Feng chuckled to himself but then looked down at his feet—only to realize that he couldn’t see them. They had vanished into thin air.

"They’re gone..." He mumbled in despair for his feet that were no longer visible over the bump of his belly. He was firmly a member of the belly gang now.

With a furrowed brow, Xu Feng glanced up at the tree line surrounding them, he couldn’t keep looking down at the belly that was taunting him. The soft protruding lower belly. It was a nice resting place for his hands, but touching it made everything feel so much more real.

’It’s way too soon! I’m completely unprepared! No one warned me of the dangers of cultivating!’ Xu Feng wanted to complain to someone, but who?

He would rather ponder the mysteries of the strange realm they had just left behind than worry about the bump on his body. His thoughts were interrupted when he suddenly tripped over an unseen obstacle in the forest.

"Ow!" Xu Feng whined as he began to fall forward—pain before impact style—before he was even remotely close to the leaves, dirt, and roots of the ground, two strong hands quickly stabilized him.

"What is going on with all these weird things happening to me?" Xu Feng moaned before thanking the trustworthy teen, "Thanks Hu Zhe."

"Mmm," Even as Xu Hu Zhe acknowledged his master, his neck felt like it was on the chopping block. Their ghostly visitor was not pleased even as he helped Xu Feng not fall. Did it want him to let Xu Feng fall???

Still Xu Hu Zhe quickly retreated from the silver haired ger, and took his position behind Xu Feng who wouldn’t look him in the eyes. They were both uncomfortable, but for different reasons.

The shameless ger felt a bit of shame today. He was now a big man, nice and tall, with a big old belly and he didn’t even get to drink any beer. He wasn’t even allowed to drink any wine since his wedding night!

It wasn’t like the wine in Donghua was that strong anyway, but Xuan Jian and Xuan Yang wouldn’t let him order any when they went to Yilin Town...

As Xu Feng mulled over his misfortunes, his mind drifted back to the other realm and the emotional turmoil he had experienced there. Also known as the chaos he had unleashed there...

He couldn’t help but feel that he had thrown a pity party for himself in front of the Xuan Ancestor. Although the ghostly figure had shown a certain fondness for him—offering him fruits willingly, Xu Feng couldn’t shake off the embarrassment of his own behavior during their last encounter.

This was likely Xuan Yang’s ghostly ancestor that he still hadn’t told Xuan Yang about—how do you tell someone you’ve somehow met their great, great, great, great, a few more greats, grandfather?

Do you also tell them said ancestor is just as cranky as them? Or should he start by saying ’Hes a hottie just like you. A scholarly hottie with a friendly looking face, but a mean ass glare, but you know, that seems to do it for me.’

Also, there was the secret space...

Xu Feng rubbed his temples firmly. He just wanted cuddles and his big, comfy bed.

As Xu Feng and Xu Hu Zhe drew closer to their campsite, the camp came alive with the sounds of men bustling about. The clanking of metal and jingling of spurs echoed through the air, it spurred Xu Feng’s steps to quicken. The urgent whispers and the low murmur of voices reached his ears, further igniting his anxiety.

However, as he approached the edge of the camp, fear seized him. The stern gazes of Xuan Jian and Xuan Yang, who had clearly been waiting for their return, were fixed squarely on him.

The expressions on their faces were serious at first, then a striking blend of surprise and confusion. It was as though they had been expecting something entirely different.

In the background, the two men who had been handling the large prey also froze in their tracks, their eyes wide with astonishment at the sight of the silver haired ger.

Was it the wrong silver haired ger?