A journey of survival in the apocalypse after becoming a beautiful girl

The others discussed what I had been through, going over everything with me piece by piece from the beginning. Honestly, some-

times, talking things over with other people really was nice.

At least, there were plenty of experiences I could never fully grasp on my own.

After all, you only lived once, and there were many things you might never experience.

Take the sisters Mo Kena and Mo Keya, for example. Their survival story was downright dramatic. They changed teammates more often than I changed sanitary

pads.

Ahem... the comparison might have been a little inappropriate, but it was true.

During their first month on the run, they went through seventy or eighty teammates.

But no matter how their teammates changed, nothing happened to the sisters. They had stayed safe right up to the present.

Together, the sisters could lean on each other, protect each other, and help each other. That was the advantage of having more people. Under those circum-

stances, the sisters' chances of survival greatly

increased. That also indirectly proved just how lucky you were to have an incredibly capable teammate without needing to worry about "betrayal," and just

how much that luck mattered.

At least, in my opinion, neither Mo Kena nor Mo Keya could have survived alone.

One of them focused on brains,

while the other focused on taking action. Their personalities were complete opposites, yet they complemented each other. They really were the perfect combination.

The smarter someone was, the more they thought. And thinking too much could lead to indecision. The older twin, Mo Kena, was exactly like

that. The more she thought, the more concerns she had,

while her younger sister, Mo Keya, was very innocent, enthusiastic, and uninhibited. She basically never overthought things. As long as her sister came up with