Wasteland: I Awakened A Plant System - Chapter 75: Virginity

Chapter 75: Virginity

As for the Treehouse, he didn’t bother changing anything there. Everything inside was already upgraded to blue-grade quality.

For now, there was no need to replace anything.

After finishing everything, Vikram closed the chat interface and stretched his body slightly.

“It’s getting colder…” he muttered.

Thinking about the coming temperature drop, he decided to head to his bedroom.

Sophia had already left earlier while he was trading, probably to clean the dishes.

Now, he wasn’t sure where she was.

“Maybe she went back to her room…”

With that thought, he walked upstairs and entered his bedroom.

The moment he stepped inside, he paused. The room was spotless.

Everything was arranged neatly, without a single trace of disorder. Even the faint smell of cleanliness lingered in the air.

Then his gaze shifted, Sophia was there.

She was carefully adjusting a new white bedsheet on the bed, smoothing out every crease with delicate movements.

Vikram blinked slightly. He didn’t even know where she had gotten that clean bedsheet from…

But he didn’t ask.

“You can go back to your room,” he said casually. “You don’t need to clean every day.”

Then, after a brief pause, he added, “…But you did a good job. The room looks much better now.”

Sophia turned toward him. “You are my master,” she replied calmly. “Taking care of everything here is my duty.”

Vikram didn’t know what to say to that. He simply nodded.

Then walked forward and fell onto the bed.

But just as he relaxed, he noticed something. Sophia… didn’t leave.

Instead, she stepped closer… and climbed onto the bed as well.

Vikram frowned slightly, “What are you doing?”

Sophia looked at him without hesitation, “I will warm your bed.”

“…What?” Vikram sat up slightly, clearly caught off guard.

“You don’t need to do that,” he said quickly. “I’m not some desperate guy. You don’t have to force yourself.”

But Sophia didn’t move back.

“I am your maid,” she said simply. “This is also my duty.”

For a moment, Vikram didn’t know what to do. His mind became a mess.

He thought of Divya. He thought of Sophia sitting in front of him.

His thoughts clashed

Stay loyal… Or accept what was in front of him…

Sophia moved closer. There was no hesitation in her actions. No fear.

Only quiet determination. She leaned in, gently holding onto him, closing the distance between them. Started undressing him, while following by herself.

Vikram’s breath slowed.

His hesitation… began to fade. The warmth, the closeness, the lust has won the battle. It slowly drowned out his doubts.

In the end, he stopped resisting. He pulled her closer instead.

He pinned her down and climbed on her, he looked at her last time, and saw no hesitation.

Then, without hesitation he entered inside her, he found she was a virgin, but it crumbled with his force.

There was a brief moment of nervousness… A little pain…

But it quickly softened into something gentler.

Something warmer.

The room grew quiet, filled only with their breathing and the soft rustle of movement.

Outside his territory, the freezing wind howled across the wasteland, but inside the Treehouse, it felt like another world.

With the warmth of Treehouse, their body warmth also started responding.

While outside Plants Sprout were resting, inside the Treehouse, the bed was creaking.

The sound of flesh hitting flesh was coming, while Sophia gasped and moaned.

They are inexperienced in this, but still it doesn’t stop their enjoyment.

The white bedsheet’s few parts became red.

For Vikram, it was the first time he had ever been this close to someone. And for Sophia, it was the same.

—

When it was over, silence returned to the room.

The warmth lingered. So did the quiet understanding between them.

Sophia rested beside him, a faint, satisfied smile on her face. In her heart, she felt calm. She had made her place clear.

—

Vikram lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling.

His thoughts were complicated, but his body felt so much relaxed, the tension he had carried for so long finally released.

After a while, he turned his head toward Sophia.

This time, she was no longer as bold as before.

Her face was flushed red, and she hid herself shyly against his chest, avoiding his gaze.

Vikram couldn’t help but smile. He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her closer.

Then, teasingly, he gave her a light slap on her hip.

“Ah—!” Sophia let out a soft cry, her body tensing for a moment, but she didn’t complain.

She only buried her face deeper, her embarrassment growing.

Just then, a familiar notification echoed in their minds.

Both of them paused.

—

[ Congratulations, Survivors, for once again enduring the second phase of the extreme cold. ]

[ The extreme cold has now entered its third phase. ]

[ Please note, from now on the temperature will drop another ten degrees. ]

[ Crimson Creatures will completely disappear after the next extreme cold change. ]

[ Keep up the good work, Survivors. ]

The voice faded. Silence returned. Vikram and Sophia looked at each other.

Sophia leaned forward slightly and kissed him softly.

“Master… if you hadn’t brought me into your territory… I wouldn’t have survived… even if I hadn’t been caught.”

Vikram let out a light chuckle and gently pinched her cheek.

“You don’t have to call me master anymore,” he said. “We’ve already crossed that line.”

But Sophia shook her head without hesitation.

“No. You are my master… and I am your maid. I will always call you that.”

She paused for a moment, then continued softly, “You don’t need to feel conflicted… even about Divya.”

“This is the Wasteland, Master. You can have more than one woman… no one will question it.”

Vikram fell silent for a moment.

Her words… Cleared something inside his mind.

He had been thinking with the mindset of his old world, Earth… India… But this place was different. The rules were different. Life itself was different. He can keep as many women as he wants.

“…You’re right,” he murmured. Then he leaned forward and kissed her gently on the cheek.

“Thanks.”

After that, both of them turned their thoughts back to the system notification.

The temperature would drop another 10 degrees.

That meant, the environment would become even harsher. And Crimson Creatures… Would soon disappear completely.

Vikram glanced at the survival interface.

At the bottom right, the number of online Survivors kept ticking. And the reality was brutal.

In just one week, the population had dropped from 6 billion… to less than 5 billion.

As Kashif Ali had predicted, the temperature in the Wasteland World had already dropped sharply—reaching a terrifying -40°C.

“This is already the third week…” Vikram muttered softly. “At this rate… by the final phase, it’ll reach -90 degrees.”

He didn’t know how many Survivors would still be alive by then.

But for him, it didn’t change much. Inside his territory, he was safe.

Outside… That was another world entirely.

His thoughts slowly drifted away from the harsh reality.

Instead, they returned to the warmth in his arms.

Sophia rested against him, her presence soft and comforting.

For a moment, Vikram simply looked at her face, Calm… peaceful…

But then, that quiet moment shifted again. The closeness, the warmth… It stirred something within him once more.

His spear was ready to pierce someone.

Sophia felt it too, that Vikram Spear was ready to pierce her. Her body tensed slightly in surprise.

Before she could react, Vikram pulled her closer again and pinned her down beneath him.

This time, there was no hesitation left between them. And with a force his spear pierced her.

And then Sophia started screaming his name with love, while her moaning sound spread inside the Treehouse.

—

When morning came, Vikram slowly opened his eyes.

The warmth of the Treehouse still lingered, but the space beside him was empty.

Sophia… was no longer there.

He got up and walked outside the Treehouse.

Soon, he found her, in the cooking area, already preparing breakfast.

Her movements were smooth, focused… as if she had already adapted to this life overnight.

For a brief second, Vikram paused.

A mischievous thought crossed his mind, ho inside… taste both the food… and her…

But he quickly shook his head.

“…Focus.”

He suppressed his lust and shifted his attention outward.

The world had changed again.

This phase of extreme cold had brought something new, Snowfall.

Heavy, continuous snowfall.

The sky was gray, and countless white flakes drifted down, covering everything in a thick, growing layer.

Yet, none of it could truly invade his territory.

Within the protection range of the Treehouse Core, the snow behaved differently.

Most of the falling snow melted into water the moment it crossed the boundary.

What little remained, was immediately handled.

The Fire Mage Sprout evaporated the excess. The Light Mage Sprout purified any impurities. The Water Mage Sprout collected the clean water and redirected it back into the water system.

All of this was being efficiently coordinated by the Guardian Sprout and Healer Sprout.

Vikram watched the entire process unfold.

A faint smile appeared on his face.

“Good…” He already knew those two had higher intelligence. But seeing this level of coordination still satisfied him.

“If I didn’t have them…” He glanced outside the protection range. Snow had already piled up to knee level. Some areas were even worse.

“…this place would’ve been buried.”

“Thankfully… I have my Sprout Team.” Murmuring that, he walked toward the greenhouse.

Inside, it was empty. No chicks. No baby goat. No Pinku.

But he wasn’t worried. “They must’ve been moved,” he thought calmly.

His Sprouts wouldn’t neglect them.

He stepped inside and immediately felt the drop in temperature. It had fallen below zero.

Without hesitation, he accessed the system and purchased Warmheart Ember Moss, installing it inside the greenhouse.

Within moments, the temperature began to rise. Back to around 15°C.

As soon as the warmth returned, “Chirp! Chirp!”

Pinku appeared first.

Then the baby goat and the chicks followed from near the Treehouse, quickly entering the greenhouse.

They returned to their spots naturally, as if nothing had happened.

Vikram chuckled softly. “…Smart.”

After confirming everything was stable, he turned and walked back to the Decoy Shelter.

Inside, the warmth welcomed him again.

He sat down, waiting for breakfast.

At the same time, he opened the regional chat channel. It had been a while since he last checked it.