Now, ten years have passed, and after a year and a half of closed-door cultivation, Basil Jaak has emerged once more.
Naturally, all the women and children gathered around him.
Upon hearing the complaints from Xenia Wendleton and others, Basil Jaak burst into laughter and said, "Don't worry, don't worry. Look, you're all immortal now, your bodies won't age, what's the rush? You can live infinitely, which means you have infinite fertility, right? Hundreds or thousands of years, are you afraid you won't have the chance to have children? I think each of you could give me enough time to raise an army."
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
"Hmph, wishful thinking!"
"Gross... creating an army... do you think we're a production team?"
"I'm not an old sow. Hmph!"
Basil Jaak's words immediately drew disdain and complaints from the women, who then all started to gang up on him.
