Is That True?

Once they passed through the iron gate,

Yang Ao instantly went from being overbearing to acting like a fawning lackey.

"Hehe, Brother Jin, did I do okay just now? Did I have the right vibe?"

Shen Jin patted his shoulder, making the iron armor clatter.

"Not bad. Looks like you really got into character. Keep it up. Maintain this state over the next few days and keep them under control!"

"Then can I..."

"Yes."

Yang Ao's eyes immediately lit up. He had seen several women inside who could score a seven or eight in looks, especially those young married women.

They were exactly his type.

Only young people liked inexperienced little girls!

An old veteran like him, seasoned by countless battles, understood the appeal of married women.

Maybe tonight...

Seeing Yang Ao starting to drool, Shen Jin sighed.

"People are different. Once, when I was extremely impulsive, I got angry for an entire night."

The two returned to the villa, preparing to discuss what work to assign those people.

Shen Jin felt it would be a loss to feed them for free for seven days.

"Wait! How many people were there again? Is that enough to complete the mission?"

In a three-hundred-square-meter large room, twenty-four men and women gathered together and discussed their current situation.

Zhao Mingkai stood by the hole they had climbed up through,

and discovered that it had somehow been sealed shut.

"Did any of you see someone fill in this hole? Why don't I remember it?"

The others looked over and were all surprised. "What happened? I don't remember them burying the hole."

"Who came out last?"

Old Wang stroked his wisdom, his face full of confusion. "I was the last one out, but those two Superhumans didn't do anything. Besides, if it was filled just now, wouldn't it be packed down a little too firmly?"

Qi Tong stepped onto it and jumped a few times. "It's completely compacted. It doesn't look like freshly filled soil at all. It even... feels as though it had always been this way."

Everyone looked again and again. "So strange."

Old Wang held the walkie-talkie, recalling what that Iron Man had said and pondering the other side's purpose.

Ever since the others had forcibly dragged him up, Old Liu had remained silent. Perhaps he had realized how disgraceful he had acted earlier,

and was so ashamed that he wanted to crawl into a crack in the ground. So he simply pretended to be silent, hoping to muddle through.

Li Jie was still dressed sexily, with black stockings and a short skirt underneath. In the early winter of November, she looked especially thinly clad. It had been fine in the dormitory before, since they had all been indoors and had not felt the temperature was that low.

She rubbed her legs, breathed into her hands, and pointed at the locked iron gate over there.

"Why did those two bring us here? Have they already established a Gathering Place? One that can take in survivors from the surrounding area?"

"I think it was probably built by people from around here working together. Otherwise, how could two people possibly build walls this high?"

"Hehe, the entire city has lost power. Building walls this large without machinery or electricity would be harder than Qin Shi Huang building the Great Wall! I'm guessing this is a Gathering Place for Superhumans. Only they have that kind of power!"

"Gasp!"

Everyone thought of that possibility. If humanity really had Superhumans and ordinary people,

then would they be treated like low-class residents from novels, at everyone's mercy?

Just as Zhao Mingkai was about to say something, Old Wang waved a hand. "No! My instincts tell me those two don't mean us any harm."

Some of the female employees agreed. Their sixth senses were more sensitive.

"Forget it. Everyone's tired today. Hurry up, sort out your things, and find a house to sleep in."

"Tsk, tsk! Look at these houses. They're built so neatly! They all look like they came from the same mold!"

"Yeah, look at this marble and solid wood paneling. There isn't even the slightest seam in the joints. It would take a master craftsman with at least ten years of experience to make this."

The group became even more awed by the mysterious Superhuman organization. It clearly had no shortage of talented people.

It had even preserved pre-apocalypse electricity and craftsmanship.

There were twenty-four of them in total: sixteen men and eight women. Following the mysterious Superhuman's requirements, they separated into male and female accommodations.

There was one dating couple and one married couple. Although they very much wanted to stay together, they remembered how that Iron Man had decisively swung his sword and cut off a lock of Zhao Mingkai's hair.

They decided to play it safe and observe the situation first.

Qi Tong, Li Jie, Su Lele, who had been separated from her boyfriend, and Zhao Hong, who had been separated from her husband, moved in together.

They were the youngest and prettiest women there, so naturally they stayed together.

Before parting, Su Lele's boyfriend and Zhao Hong's husband left some clothes behind.

They were afraid the two women would be cold at night.

When there was hope, human nature still retained its beauty.

Everyone had originally traveled light, but after Yang Ao and Shen Jin rescued them, they had brought along some luggage.

That saved Shen Jin some trouble. Otherwise, if a few people froze to death on his territory, wouldn't all his work have been for nothing?

"Lele, your boyfriend is so considerate. He's protected you all this time, and whenever there was food, he always let you eat first. I'm so jealous," Li Jie said sourly.

Su Lele was only twenty-four this year. After graduating, she had joined Wanyu Company, and before long, she had started an office romance.

"Sister Jie, you're joking again. Everyone knows the men in our company are willing to fawn over you. One flirtatious glance from you, and they'd all rush to warm your bed."

Despite her young age, her tongue was sharp. The moment she opened her mouth, she insinuated that Li Jie slept around.

Qi Tong put away her chess set and hurriedly tried to smooth things over. "Don't start tearing into each other the moment we get here. Come on, let's arrange the room."

"Hmph!"

"Hmph-hmph~"

Su Lele was a young, fresh-faced girl with a great figure and lovely skin. She had been greatly favored at the company.

Li Jie was a gentle, mature beauty. Although she did not have Su Lele's natural advantages, she was more seductive and better suited the bosses' tastes.

So she had always overshadowed Su Lele at the company.

Zhao Hong was the mother of two children. She had a full figure and the largest breasts, a full E cup! But she was rather honest, and her husband also worked at the company.

Before the apocalypse, there had been no gossip about her.

The women wandered around the matchbox house Shen Jin had casually built and discovered that, aside from two large beds, there was no furniture at all.

"It's quite clean. Looks like someone specially cleaned it today. That was thoughtful."

Su Lele was the liveliest. She immediately flopped onto one of the large beds.

"Ah~ So comfortable!"

"What are you talking about? It's just a lousy bed... Ah! It's so soft!" Qi Tong lay down on the bed, and her entire body sank into it.

"Hehe, is it really that exaggerated? You two are being far too dramatic... Oh~ ki mo ji!" Li Jie blurted out a common Japanese phrase.

Zhao Hong felt the fabric of the bed and said in surprise, "If I'm not mistaken, this bedding is pure wool!"

As a young married woman with full marks in household skills, she could naturally distinguish different fabrics.

"A whole piece of wool like this must have been hard to come by! And it's especially good at keeping warm!"

The women lifted the quilts and discovered that it was indeed true. The beds were comfortably soft, and the quilts were made of pure wool, soft and warm.

The beds were also solid wood, without even a trace of the pungent smell of adhesive.

Instead, they gave off a faint woody fragrance that made it easier to fall asleep.

"A bed and quilt set like this would have cost tens of thousands before the apocalypse!"

The women secretly clicked their tongues. They had not expected those mysterious people to specially prepare such good beds for them, and all of them were brand-new!

"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle~"

Zhao Hong was lying facedown on the bed. Beneath her large breasts, which had been squeezed somewhat out of shape, her stomach began to growl.

"Gurgle~"

It would have been fine if they had not heard it, but now the other women's stomachs began protesting as well.

"I'm so hungry. Lying still can at least preserve some strength. We walked so far today, I'm starving to death!"

"You! Those things use up too much energy. They're nothing but dead weight!"

"You're awful!"

The women burst into laughter and all lay down on the beds.

"I wonder whether they'll give us food tomorrow." Su Lele's face was full of hope.

Li Jie sneered. "Don't you know how precious food is in the apocalypse? It's been three months. Where isn't there a food shortage? If those people gave me one full meal right now, I'd be willing to eat candied bananas!"

Yes, food was too precious. The women fell silent.

For a moment, everyone was once again filled with uncertainty about the future.

Yang Ao secretly packed up some of the leftovers from their dinner and waited in his bedroom for a while.

Once no one was paying attention, he quietly slipped out,

and headed straight for the women's dormitory.

Outside the window, he heard Li Jie's explosive opinion.

Yang Ao: (﹃)

"Ahem, is that true?"

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