In the Milky Way Dimension, on Carlos Planet.
Lin Aotian and his nine fiancées finally reached an underground bunker, or rather, an air-raid shelter.
It had ample food stores and clean water.
It was just a little cramped, and its owner did not look particularly happy.
But after Lin Aotian shattered its one-meter-thick security door with a punch, the owner broke into his biggest smile. He brought out his best food to welcome them and generously gave them his finest room.
Lying on a ten-meter-long bed, Lucida said uneasily, "Isn't this a bit much? This is someone else's place, after all."
Catherine immediately agreed. "Exactly. How are we any different from thugs?"
The other seven beauties joined in, berating Lin Aotian in unison.
In the past, Lin Aotian would certainly have admitted fault and reflected on himself to please them.
But the system had not responded, and his frustration kept mounting.
"All of you, be quiet!"
After that roar, he looked at the women impatiently.
He no longer felt the way he used to.
He had once thought he was blessed beyond belief that these women had taken an interest in him, and that he had to treat them well.
Now he thought they were ignorant and useless, good only for holding him back.
At his outburst, the nine women fell silent and looked at him coldly.
Clearly, whatever goodwill they had felt toward Lin Aotian was gone.
After a while, Lin Aotian slowly calmed down.
Looking at his nine fiancées, he suddenly felt a pang of regret.
After all, they had only been looking out for him. They did not want him to become a bad person or give people reason to gossip. He should not have spoken to them like that.
After reassuring himself of this, he gave