The Secret of the Warehouse
"These guys really do have guns." Xiao Yi muttered darkly to himself, his brows furrowing even tighter.
And that man didn't seem to be holding a weapon. He even looked terrified of the two women.
From the footage that had just played, Xiao Yi figured this little group was probably run by those two women, who controlled the weapons and resources. Or maybe the women were attached to someone else who pulled the strings for the whole survivor crew.
Either way, this survivor group wasn't small.
"No clue which room this warehouse is in."
Xiao Yi scrutinized the labels on the computer monitoring system but couldn't pinpoint the room from the feed.
"Looks like I'll have to get Stephanie over here to take a look. Gotta deal with these people fast—they're nothing but trouble if left alive!"
After a moment's thought, Xiao Yi switched to the next camera feed.
This time, a swimming pool appeared!
The pool was full of water that looked clean enough, untainted. The area around it was lavishly decorated, though as an indoor pool, it wasn't huge—about ten meters long and five meters wide, by Xiao Yi's estimate.
The camera panned slowly, revealing no people, no zombies. Everything inside was neatly arranged.
Probably no one had been in the swimming hall when the apocalypse hit, or anyone there had bolted at the first sign of trouble.
"Now that's a nice spot!"
Gazing at the luxurious indoor pool, Xiao Yi fantasized about frolicking in the water with Stephanie, leading to some steamy underwater fun. It'd be pure bliss.
And if he could claim those hot survivor women from earlier too? Even better.
In his past life, he'd seen countless movies and shows with pool parties—gorgeous women in skimpy bikinis, their hot bodies splashing around. Perky asses, massive tits... he'd drool just thinking about it, dreaming of getting rich and throwing his own bash with some fresh models.
Too bad that rich dream never came true back then. And in this apocalyptic world, it seemed unlikely too.
But a pool party? Not impossible at all!
In the apocalypse, he could make it way wilder.
Lost in his dirty thoughts for a bit, Xiao Yi switched to the next feed.
Snow and static this time—the camera was busted. He skipped it without pause.
Next was pitch black, with a password prompt popping up on screen. Xiao Yi guessed it was filming some private room.
He flipped through the rest quickly—no new discoveries. He froze the feeds on the warehouse with the survivors and Stephanie's kitchen, then grabbed the walkie-talkie. "Stephanie, get ready. I'm coming to the kitchen front door right now. Need your help with something."
Stephanie had just finished washing up and getting dressed. She was perched on a chair, ass sticking out as she zoned out with the walkie-talkie in hand.
Hearing Xiao Yi, she lit up with excitement. "Got it, Xiao! Waiting for you at the kitchen front door!"
He fetched her from the kitchen and brought her to the monitoring room. Xiao Yi pulled up the warehouse feed and pointed. "Stephanie, any idea where this warehouse is?"
She stared at the screen for a moment, then suddenly blushed crimson, like she'd realized something.
"You saw everything earlier, didn't you?"
Stephanie shot him a shy glare and lightly kicked his shin.
Xiao Yi's face heated up too. Spying on her washing her pussy through the camera was pretty pervy. How had he forgotten to switch it off...?
"Uh... Stephanie... I... I didn't mean to..." Xiao Yi started to explain, but she threw her arms around him.
Biting her lip, cheeks flushed, she batted her big eyes at him all pitiful-like and murmured, "If you wanted to watch, just say so... The camera's so blurry anyway..."
Feeling her massive tits pressing firmly against his arm, Xiao Yi's mouth went dry. He wanted to devour this tempting beauty right then and there!
"Stephanie..."
Xiao Yi swallowed hard, eyes locked on her lush red lips as he leaned in slowly toward her.