Chapter 114
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 114
Chapter Title: Maintenance
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Days of killing zombies, and killing more zombies.
The accumulating points had long surpassed four digits to reach five digits.
And that meant the underground zombies were completely wiped out, and the extermination of the 1st-floor zombies was nearly finished.
Kwaaaang—!!
Filling my hand with mana and thrusting it forward produced a sound like a shell exploding.
Naturally, the zombies' bodies burst apart, scattering in all directions.
From catching so many, I'd even picked up these applied techniques.
"With this, 5,000. Hoo... Guess that's the morning done."
I indifferently eyed the zombies charging at me, then activated Nameless.
The connection between the world and me severed, nullifying all perception.
Bewildered by their prey's sudden disappearance, the zombies looked around with puzzled expressions before mindlessly shuffling about.
They look so stupid every time.
Some accidentally tumble underground like that, but it's fewer than three a day at most.
So stationing about ten sentries easily kept the underground from turning back into a zombie field.
Stretching my body—which had been pushed to the limit in all sorts of ways, burning mana as fast as it recovered—I bounded up to the 2nd floor in a single leap.
"You've worked hard, President! Off to rest?"
"Yeah. You too."
"Yes, sir! Go on in!"
The sentry at the 2nd-floor escalator tensed up the moment he saw my face.
His face—I recognized him as one of the guys I'd ordered to commit murder the day after arriving here.
The impact was real; I was pleased with how sharply disciplined they looked.
Passing the rigidly frozen guy, I reached the 2nd floor. The Martco interior was undergoing rapid maintenance.
Furniture was being moved into place, transforming the wide-open storefronts into livable spaces.
As I passed people scurrying busily in all directions, those who spotted me stopped what they were doing and bowed their heads in greeting.
I gave a casual wave, and they went back to work.
'They're well-trained. Feels good—like a real boss with authority.'
The 1st-floor zombies, ground down to less than half over the past few days.
As a result, the underground zombies were fully cleared just in time, allowing exchange between the underground and 2nd floor.
I immediately picked out some sturdy men and relocated them to the 2nd floor.
With this quality labor force, the 2nd floor kicked maintenance into high gear.
How could it not be buzzing with energy?
Especially since I'd brought along some top-tier women from the underground with the manpower—everyone was brimming with motivation.
Men really do develop loyalty if you just take good care of their lower halves.
'Going incredibly smoothly. It's starting to feel like my vision is becoming reality—like playing a tycoon game.'
Junsang and Sua had contributed a ton, but since I saw it as me steering the ship, my mood had been great lately.
The cockroach-like zombies dragged that elation down again, though.
Still, plus-minus, it was netting positive overall, so things were good.
Basking in everyone's stares as I walked along, a space filled with women's breathy "ahhns" and "ahns" came into view.
A thick wave of musky night-flower scent hit me instantly.
This spot, home to the public flesh toilet now expanded to seven girls, was running 24/7.
"Haaang~!! Ahn! Ahang~!"
"Stop! It hurts! It hurts! Don't cum inside anymore~!!"
'Going at it hard again today.'
Men queued up in front of the partitioned-off area.
At least twenty must already be inside.
And this was still before lunch.
But if you're wondering if they were slacking off sex-crazed? Junsang and Sua's policy limited flesh-toilet use to max twice a day.
No access until morning and afternoon tasks were done—death penalty if caught.
So no worries. These were just hardworking guys pumped for their reward.
Passing that area and pressing on, I entered a space even more nearly complete than the last.
The first place we'd started maintaining—and thus the first to finish.
This original safe zone wasn't just clean anymore; it had transformed into a downright luxurious living area.
Calling the whole area around here my personal space wasn't an exaggeration anymore.
And naturally, it was also home to my cherished slaves and my girlfriend.
"Ah! Yuseong! You're back?"
Yuri Noona, who had been sewing on the sofa, popped up and came pattering over.
Her petite frame made her huge tits bounce enticingly with each step—super arousing.
Yet not slutty at all. Just cute.
I spread my arms wide to catch the incoming Yuri Noona.
Squeeze♡
"Ehehe~ Good work."
"I'm home. Sewing today?"
"Yeah! Found some sewing tools just in time. I'll make you an outfit later~♡"
Her huge tits—bouncy and soft at once—rubbed wildly against my chest.
Haa... Yuri Noona's breast size really is on another level.
I met eyes with the smiling Yuri Noona as I stroked her glossy light-brown hair.
Our faces naturally drew closer until our lips met.
"Hmng♡ Chu♡ Churp..."
No awkwardness at all—a sticky, deep kiss as our tongues tangled wildly.
A greedy deep kiss, mixing saliva and ravaging each other's mouths.
"Churrrup♡ Jjook... Jjop, Hyeup...♡"
Yuri Noona always started aggressive, but soon enough she was unilaterally swallowing my saliva, gulp after gulp.
We kissed until transparent liquid dripped onto the floor, then parted lips.
"Welcome kiss♡ I slurped up so much of your spit today~. Well, same as always."
"Yet you always start it, Noona."
"'Cause it feels this good?"
Chap...
She grabbed my cheeks then, locking our gazes.
"When~ I'm facing you like this, I just wanna kiss you like crazy♡ And when I give in without holding back, my heart gets all hot and fluttery."
"I get it, let gooo..."
"Ah, sorry."
Welcomed by Yuri Noona like that, as I headed inside, my cherished slaves approached one by one.
"Master's home?"
"Good work~."
"Good work..."
"Ah, welc—ah, no, good work..."
Mina, Hyejin, Hyunah, Jiyeong—in that order.
Sua must still be working.
I let their flow carry me, plopping down in the center of the nearby sofa.
They each settled into their preferred spots on their own.
Huge-tits Yuri Noona and Hyejin on either side of me.
Quiet and petite Hyunah on my lap.
No seat left? Mina naturally hugged my neck from behind the sofa, rubbing her tits against my head.
And finally, Jiyeong—her shy personality belying it—knelt right in front of me, slowly unzipping my pants.
'Haa... This is paradise.'
Every direction I turned, soft, jiggly female flesh.
And every single face was drop-dead gorgeous.
Simple outfits on all of them—easy to rip off at a moment's notice.
So naturally, I slipped my hands under Yuri Noona and Hyejin's clothes on either side, kneading those huge tits that wouldn't fit in one hand.
"Ahng♡"
"Hat...!"
Yuri Noona immediately leaned her head on my shoulder.
Hyejin startled a bit at first, then followed suit, leaning into me.
These tits are insane.
Don't even fit in my hands...
Too big—they spill out on their own.
Yuri Noona's were firm and fun to knead, while Hyejin's slight sag made them fun to grab roughly.
As I enjoyed each unique pair of huge tits, my lower half suddenly felt cooler—and something wet touched my dick.
"Chup♡"
Jiyeong, having unzipped my pants, planted a kiss on the tip of my already throbbing, rock-hard erection.
From the moment I'd kissed Yuri Noona, I'd been pent up—precum beading on the glans—but Jiyeong slurped it up in an instant.
Then, savoring the taste, she slowly dragged her tongue over the glans, looking up at me with utter excitement.
"Yeah. Eat until you're satisfied. Promise."
"Tho goood♡ Haup♡!!"
With my permission, Jiyeong opened wide and swallowed my cock straight to the root in one go.
Krut...! Jiyeong's mouth-pussy is no joke.
That inhuman throat structure, plus her tongue lapping wildly from shaft to glans.
I gripped the huge tits in my hands tight, enduring the pleasure as Jiyeong's mouth-pussy focused solely on milking out my semen.
"Ng♡"
"Master's touch...♡ Ha-eut...!"
"Chubububup♡ Chubop...! Jjooooob!! Chubop♡ Chubop♡ Chubop♡"
The promise stemmed from my first trip underground—I'd been gone five days without returning, leaving Jiyeong starving.
The moment I got back, she'd latched onto my dick first thing, deepthroating and gulping down three loads in a row.
Caught off guard by her sudden attack, Yuri Noona explained that Jiyeong had gone all day without eating properly in my absence and suffered badly.
That was when it hit me.
So I'd promised her a week: anywhere, anytime it wasn't inconvenient, she'd get my dick—as long as she whined for it.
And this was that situation.
This was supposed to be my chill time groping Yuri Noona and the slaves like a pervert for maximum healing—but she was the one exception, permitted my cock and slurping it down vulgarly.
According to her, starving once had only made her crave it more.
Whatever. Blowjobs were routine for me by now, so I fully relaxed and let her have at it.
"Kut...!"
Byurrurut! Byurrut! Byurrurrurut!!
"Gulp♡ Gulp♡ Gulp♡"
She eats it so greedily.
After four straight loads down her throat, I finally got a cleanup blowjob to wrap things up—then I could take a proper break.
But why's everyone subtly stroking my body?
Especially Hyejin, eyeing Jiyeong—who was still rubbing her cheek against my dick and planting kiss after kiss—with envy. Her hand lewdly trailed up my abs.