Naro was so distracted by the new sensations involving breastfeeding that he subconsciously stopped moving and training his senses. When he realized what happened, he forcefully adjusted his mindset.
From everything he knew about his system, consistency was key.
He quickly returned his attention to the staple 'actions' he had been working on before. The suckling was instinctive in any case, no longer requiring active monitoring.
Now that he was outside of the cradle, he noticed that his legs were free of their constraints, no longer obstructed by the cloth. They were currently hanging over the huge arms of the woman.
He began kicking out. The fat little legs worked like pistons.
Naro's form was much better now that he was no longer restricted. He focused the technique even further, approximating the proper form of a kick.
Immediately, he noticed a difference in how his system responded to it.
It was the first time he had managed to get points for a specific movement rather than just the general 'moving.' This gave him the idea to try to perform more specific movements. The first one that came to mind was punches.
He quickly dismissed this thought.
Kicks were one matter. They might look a little strange if they were too proper, but they were still within the bounds of ordinary behavior.
If he began throwing punches, he was sure that it would alarm everyone in the room. While he was still vulnerable, the last thing he wanted to do was stand out any more than he needed to.
The points were coming in smoothly from many different sources. Naro felt the sudden desire to check the panel.
Panel!
Naro admired the screen for a moment. Without knowing it, he had accumulated many new skills, filling up the section on the panel.
If he continued at this rate, how long would the list get?
Obviously, the progress would be quickest at the beginning, but with a full day could he double the list?
How about in a month? A year?
If ten years passed, would he even still be able to read it?
Naro shook off his thoughts, thinking that they were far too leisurely. If these were the types of problems he would experience in the future, then he would have no complaints about how those years passed by.
The fat nurse who was breastfeeding Naro felt extremely uncomfortable. She could feel Master Yiren's gaze boring a hole through her.
Her job was one that many others would willingly lose an arm to get. The work was easy, and the higher-ups were not overbearing. In fact, until this point, she'd barely had any interactions with them, with just a word or two exchanged.
Even though she was not very well informed on many matters, she picked up on the fact that the work was very important. She knew that it was in everyone's interest not to cause trouble for the menial workers.
When she connected this to her treatment, it was easy to understand how good the work environment really was.
For instance, she was not worried about being forced into sexual favors, even with her constant breastfeeding. New as she was, she was already perfectly comfortable undressing around the assistant stewards.
Of course, she knew that the part of the reason there was no compulsion was that her sexual desirability was not high. If either man truly wanted to force her, they would do so, and suffer little in the way of consequences.
However, even with ugly women, she still knew that in most places, there was no guarantee against harassment. After hearing many of the horror stories from the other Mo servants, she felt very grateful for her situation.
She did not want to ruin the one life she had!