OOOM!
Something similar to what happened with the |Infernal Swords| occurred with the |Jade Cultivation Mats|. The end result was the appearance of a fancily decorated, jewel-embedded mat surrounded by a vibrant purple glow.
[You successfully fused 10 |Jade Cultivation Mats| into the Purple-ranked |Supreme Absorption Mat|]
Placing down the opulent mat, Nylon was overjoyed to find that the original cultivation speed-enhancer of 'X2.5' from the |Jade Cultivation Mat| had transformed into a grand 'X10' multiplier!
Ridiculously overpowered!
"With this and my Rank 4 |Blazing Calamity Blade| Martial Spirit, I'll reach the next Plane of Awakening more than 10 times sooner than originally predicted." Nylon may not show it on his face, but he was tremendously pleased.
However, that smile instantly turned into a frown when a pair of scandalously dressed combat maids ascended the hill he was relaxing on.
"Your 15-minute break is over," the taller maid said with disdain. "Get back to work."
"Yeah, stop lazing around!" the shorter maid added, using more flair than the taller one. "The 4th young miss has been calling for you for the past few minutes; if you keep her waiting any longer, you really might just die, hehe!"
Whenever these two she-devils came around, headaches mercilessly assaulted Nylon's frontal lobe. Sometimes, even with his saintly level of patience, he felt the urge to knock them across the head.
Sighing, he rose from his mat, placed it inside his Inventory, and walked away from the mighty oak tree he had been cultivating under. Completely ignoring the maids, he descended the hill, his expression bereft of emotion.
"Did that perverted bastard really just ignore us again!?" The shorter maid, whose name was Maya, complained to her big sister, who just so happened to be the taller maid. "He's always doing this, and it's sooo annoying!"
"I can't fathom why the young miss hasn't kicked him out yet." The taller maid glared at Nylon's receding back. "The only thing he has going for him is his face… and his body… and that cold bad-boy-type vibe he has going for him—Wait, no! He's just a dumb pervert, humph!"
Maya and her elder sister Saria were very well-endowed, which was why Nylon usually denounced them with nicknames such as "Smalls" and "Bite-sized Shortcake."
He didn't like how cocky they were and decided to be the equalizer in their lives.
But right now, if anyone were looking at the sisters crossing their arms under their breasts, there was no way they'd think anything other than, "Sugoi Oppai."
— Within the 4th Young Miss's Manor —
Standing directly outside an insufferable young lady's room was the exasperated Nylon. He was definitely about to be chewed out by his employer, and had already resigned himself to that fate.
"What are you doing out there, Dog?? Get in here!" A vulgar feminine voice sounded from inside the room. That voice never failed to pop a blood vessel on Nylon's forehead.
But no matter how much he really didn't want to do it, he still entered the room as instructed.
The moment he stepped foot into that accursed place, Nylon paused. His breathing stopped as his eyes traced up and down the smooth, snow-white body struggling in front of him.
"Hurry up and help me, Dog Pervert!" The 4th Young Miss's face could not be seen right now, for she had somehow tangled herself up while taking off a dress. On the floor next to her were a whole lot more dresses, giving Nylon the impression that she had been doing this for a while.
"Haiz…" Nylon shook his head at the reckless actions of the defenseless woman before him. If not for her laced black underwear, he'd be able to see everything. The sight would surely be a sultry one, as the 19-year-old heiress was in no way lacking in any of the areas that a woman typically worried about.
Nylon was also 100% positive that the young miss was unaware of the accidental pulling up of the underclothing that lay over her underwear, preventing anyone from seeing it. However, it wasn't like he wanted to be executed this day, so he pretended like the accident never happened while fixing her up.
"What took you so long, Dog??" Tessa complained as soon as she was set straight. Hatred danced around in her fiery red eyes as she snorted coldly, cursing, "You useless thing. I don't even know why I keep you!"
*Tick!*
Nylon was extremely annoyed by her attitude, especially after he just helped her during what was supposed to be a 30-minute break. But as a mere servant, he made the smart decision and nodded, saying things like, "The young miss is always right," and "This lowly one apologizes."
"Humph! At least you know your place!" Tessa said with an attitude. "Now, if you'll quit gawking at me and standing around dumbly, there's more work that needs to be done in the garden sitting outside my window."
"Young miss, I've already trimmed and planted in that garden to a professional degree six times in the last few days. Is there not something else that my hands could be better put to use working on—..."
"No!" Tessa rejected. "Now go put on your designated garden attire and get out there! We don't have all day to wait around for you to learn how to use those useless legs of yours!"
Nylon paused before sighing helplessly. "Very well, young miss."
'Like a sea, I must be patient and wait for the tides to pass. Only then can I challenge the Moon…'
While internally chanting a mantra inside his mind, he made an effort to leave the room, but was halted by the 4th young miss, saying:
"Hold up, Dog. I want you to get dressed right here."
"!?"