Chapter 68: Life Is Like DIHH
And most importantly... Owen believed in the great philosophy of the greatest sage that ever existed in the universe to create such words.
That philosophy goes like this:
Life is like a DIHH...
Sometimes it’s up, sometimes it’s down...
But it’s never hard forever...
And it’s also short.
Well, he could forget about the part of never hard forever, as his divine one was always rock solid! And the last part—he could forget about that matter too, as it wasn’t in his vocabulary at all.
Yes, life is short... but never his DIHH!
Owen found that treasure, the great philosophy of a man about life. He almost laughed out loud recalling those words. Though it was true, it only worked for most ordinary lads... not him.
Ding!
[ You are really crazy... ]
"Pfttt... It’s not me who created those words, though" Owen almost coughed up blood as he read through the system interface. Now it was even cursing him when he just recalled some great advice.
That philosophy was wonderful. It was hard to describe how a godly mind had created those words.
Well, the moral lesson was that he just needed to enjoy life, as those setbacks would never last forever.
He could pluck the fruits when the time came. It wasn’t a bad setback, though—just some breathing room for him.
"So... what should I do now? I don’t think there’s anything I can do right now, especially at home." Owen was thinking heavily, as he didn’t have any plans for today. Morenne and Pamela had surely attended the meeting; how could they miss such a grand opportunity?
[ Don’t you think you have something to take care of first? The blood has already returned to your stomach, keke... ]
The system chimed again... and this time, Owen’s face finally cracked, as he didn’t have any words for a rebuttal.
What the system interface had written was true. He needed to fap, as holding it in was bad for his health.
"Let’s go, buddy... I think you need to work together with the adventurer for now..." Owen moved toward his room. You already knew what he was going to do.
....
"Ahhhh!!! Refreshing... what a refreshing day." Owen was now standing in the grassy plains in the opposite direction of the lake.
Well, you don’t need to ask what occurred after that, because he fully unleashed his volley of loads into a place where countless seeds succumbed like fallen soldiers!
The hole, the water... flushed into the void. Pitiful future soldiers... Your godfather is a bad man. And oh, forgive the one who hath chained the lost soldiers into oblivion.
...
"I don’t know why, but I want to live in this place for eternity..." Owen mumbled to himself as he recalled what the system said the very second he transmigrated to this world.
He didn’t want to go back, as his life here was a real paradise.
As for those common tropes and clichés in other novels about the main character wanting to go back to Earth... he didn’t give a single damn shit.
All of them could curse their systems for taking them to an unknown world and sucking them in without permission. Owen didn’t care.
He was a complete loser back on Earth, so why would he ever want to return? Not from this place, and not from the heaven he was currently in.
Let them do whatever the fuck they wanted; he chose not to follow those tropes. It was boring, so why bother?
Just like what was running through his mind again and again, he was free to do whatever he wanted. As long as the system didn’t act like an asshole—or maybe an onahole in the future—it didn’t matter.
Besides, what was the point of going back to that place anyway?
He didn’t have anything that truly belonged to him there. A broke, unemployed man... that life was shit.
Who would even want that life when you could enjoy something that was otherwise hard to believe?
Even if it were a dream, Owen would definitely choose not to wake up... much more since this was reality.
Well... Time would tell when the moment finally came. If his future MILFs wanted to explore the world, then he would grant them what they wanted... But for now, it was time for him to be selfish. Selfish as he was, but in a good way.
"Hmm.... so what’s the plan now?" Owen looked at the great expanse, and not too far away, a small, simple structure was erected.
A grape farm... that belonged to one of the MILFs. Owen remembered that she was also busty, shaking her ass like a pervert and a slut.
Doing such dirty deeds while making wine! Owen, or simply the character in the game, had helped her make wine while making some fishy moves.
Meanwhile, her husband harvested grapes... oh, how lovely. Another hardworking couple.
"Heh, let’s go... I don’t think she’s present, as the meeting is still ongoing, but let’s try our luck." Owen walked with his hands hidden inside his pockets, enjoying the beautiful scenery, the fresh morning breeze, and the morning glory of the sun.
Owen walked for a few minutes before finally arriving at the wooden fence.
He looked at the perfectly ripened, purple-hued grapes that reflected the passing sunlight, turning the whole farm into a mesmerizing mix of purple, yellow, and orange.
"It’s completely different from playing the game. It’s a really new feeling," Owen mumbled as he took another step.
Not far away, Owen saw the silhouette of a man tending the grapevines, enjoying the beauty and serenity of the farm.
Ohh... That’s the husband of the MILF. Owen’s eyes sparkled with amusement. It was one of the future pathetic men he would cuckold!
As strange as it was... There were many married couples in the village and only a handful of MILFs who were single, either because their partners had died or worked far away.
As for Arielle, she belonged to those single, lonely MILFs... while Morenne and Pamela were considered part of the married couples staying in the village.