Apocalypse - Evil Shelter System

Alex\'s face turned cold, and he drew out the Sinful Knife, slicing off the arms of the two boys. Blood splattered onto several nearby people, the intense smell of blood and the agonizing screams violently attracting the zombies outside, making them bang against the warehouse door even louder.

Alex held the Sinful Knife, his expression flickering in and out of the shadows: "Pick up your brooms and sticks and fight like I did when you drove me out. Maybe then you\'ll have a chance to survive."

Alex\'s words sounded like well-meaning advice, but only he knew it was a mockery.

With their level of courage, these people should have died long ago in such an apocalyptic world.

With a loud "bang," Terry finally opened the iron door.

A large group of zombies, attracted by the smell of blood, rushed into the warehouse like mad.

Terry was the first to be overwhelmed, emitting a heart-wrenching scream before being quickly submerged by the horde of zombies.

"Don\'t be afraid, everyone! If we unite and show courage, just like Alex fought the zombies alone, we, with so many people, can surely..."

One boy, mustering courage from nowhere, stood up and shouted, waving his broom, trying to rally everyone to break out. But before he could finish his sentence, a zombie suddenly pounced and bit through his neck.

The rest, lacking even the courage to stand and fight, just huddled and ran aimlessly, quickly overwhelmed by the swarming zombies.

Only the area around Alex remained untouched by any zombies.

Alex glanced at Darlene, who had collapsed on the ground, trembling with fear, and said with a cold laugh, "Aren\'t you very proud? Didn\'t you look down on us poor nerds? Didn\'t you say you\'d rather die than be with someone like us? Come on, stand up! Dying proudly might be more meaningful than living a life of cowardice. Show your pride as a goddess!

Come on!"

"No! No! Please don\'t! Master! I don\'t want to be eaten by zombies! I\'ll do anything!!

Please save me!" Darlene crawled to Alex\'s feet, desperately begging for mercy.

Alex tugged at the chain and sneered, "Then stand up and follow me. If you want to survive, you must accept your place!"

"Before the apocalypse, many rich people liked to keep dogs. Those dogs lived more comfortably than most poor people. If you behave well, you can too."

...

Back in the City of Darkness, having secured Darlene in a room in the Dark Castle, Alex returned to the prison. At this time, Mabel had woken up, her mental anguish causing her to moan weakly, twisting constantly.

The moment she saw Alex, Mabel bit her teeth hard, staring at Alex like a little she-wolf, her eyes filled with hatred.

This young lady seemed quite stubborn.

"Quite a tough bone," Alex said, picking up a whip and smiling. "Was that boy I killed your boyfriend?"

This question seemed to hit Mabel\'s sore spot, and the usually strong Mabel suddenly burst into loud tears.

"Your true emotions really move me! I now have some admiration for a woman like you! In such an apocalyptic world, you can be called a heroine. If it weren\'t for the bad luck of encountering me, you two might have been able to live happily and lovingly."

After saying this with apparent emotion, Alex picked up the whip and lashed Mabel harshly a few times: "I\'m so moved that I feel like whipping you hard."

Leaving Mabel behind, Alex then walked over to Ma Chenbin\'s cage and asked, "Where are the blueprints?"

Ma Chenbin handed over the blueprints he had drawn: "This is all I remember. There are other areas occupied by people I never visited."

Alex picked up the blueprints and looked them over. Ma Chenbin was indeed of noble origin; although he had been irresponsible in his daily life, the foundation of his family was still evident. He had received a very good education from a young age.

Thus, Ma Chenbin\'s drawings were organized and clear, and his handwriting was very graceful, not at all like something a gang leader would produce.

Alex glanced at the blueprints and was quite satisfied with Ma Chenbin\'s performance.

"You\'ve done well, and I am a person who clearly rewards and punishes," Alex said with a smile. "So, I won\'t kill you for now."

Ma Chenbin took a deep breath, excitedly ingratiating himself: "Boss! Boss! I\'m willing to join you! I want to be your subordinate! I can also persuade my gang, the Prince Gang, to join you! We\'ll be your loyal followers, fighting whoever you point us at!"

"If I go now and find your Prince Gang people in your name, will they listen to me?" Alex asked with a faint smile, a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes hidden in the darkness.

Ma Chenbin hurriedly nodded, "The people I left in charge are my trusted subordinates. As long as you take my token to them and say it\'s my arrangement, they will definitely listen to you!"

"What token?" Alex asked with a friendly smile.

Ma Chenbin\'s eyes lit up as he eagerly crawled forward, taking off a ring and saying, "Boss, this is the ring I\'ve always worn. My brothers all know it. As long as they see this ring, they will follow your orders! Then you can bring them back, and I\'ll help you control them! Our Prince Gang will definitely become your most loyal subordinates!"

Alex took the ring, his smile turning cold and uninterested.

Setting aside whether Ma Chenbin was telling the truth, the members of the Prince Gang were nothing but scum and second-generation rich kids. Keeping them around would surely be a hidden danger. Alex not only had no intention of taking these people as his subordinates but also planned to utterly annihilate them.

As for using Ma Chenbin\'s ring to recruit the Prince Gang to his side?

Ridiculous!

Alex snapped his fingers dismissively, commanding the system to resume the psychological torture on Ma Chenbin.

Turning around, Alex walked back to Mabel, looking at her hate-filled glare. Suddenly, Alex felt a bit intrigued.

Mabel seemed to be about sixteen or seventeen, with silky silver hair, a well-proportioned face, fair and elastic skin, and an attractive figure, radiating the youthful vitality of a young girl.

Moreover, Alex noticed that Mabel had some mixed-race genes.

Mabel\'s appearance was quite unique, striking Alex as reminiscent of the Western hip-hop style. This style, which could be considered alternative, might be seen as trendy and fashionable among her affluent, second-generation peers. However, to Alex, it appeared rebellious, non-mainstream, and even somewhat foolish.

Moreover, Mabel\'s makeup was unusually applied, which after some contemplation, reminded Alex of a character from the video game League of Legends — the champion known as Jinx, the Loose Cannon. Of course, the resemblance was only in the makeup style; their physiques were vastly different.

Perhaps due to her mixed heritage, Mabel\'s figure and skin tone seemed more akin to those of Western individuals. Her skin was very pale, similar to Europeans, and her chest was not only large but also rounded and prominent. Through the torn clothes that Alex had ripped, he could see her large bust constrained by a bra.

"You devil! Why are you staring at me like that?!" Mabel, feeling Alex\'s gaze, suddenly screamed in terror: "Don\'t even think about it! I would rather die than follow a devil like you!!"

"Is that so?" Alex said with a grin, tying Mabel up tightly like a well-wrapped dumpling, and then taking her down from the cross.

He hung her up on a piece of torture equipment nearby.

Mabel was tightly bound by Alex, her legs hooked back and spread apart, revealing her intimate areas. A red rope passed through, tightly binding her. Her hands were tied behind her back, causing her large bust to be squeezed and protrude outward, with Alex placing clamps on her nipples.

"I didn\'t expect you to be hairless there! Typical of someone with mixed heritage!" Alex sneered, picking up a whip and fiercely lashing it across Mabel\'s chest.

Then he roughly grabbed Mabel\'s breasts, biting hard on her tender nipples.

"Ah!!! You pervert! You\'re insane!!! Ah!! It hurts so much!!!" Mabel screamed in agony.

After biting her, blood trickled down from Alex\'s mouth. He then whipped Mabel\'s white and perky buttocks relentlessly. Mabel, tormented, was drenched in sweat, her glistening skin even more enticing.

Alex moved behind Mabel, whipping her harshly several times, and then undressed himself, forcefully entering her. With the movement of the ropes, Alex\'s thrusts were relentless.

Blood flowed from Mabel\'s private parts down to her thighs.

Alex laughed loudly, simultaneously whipping and thrusting into Mabel. She was like a bound female dog, enduring ruthless abuse.

...

When Alex emerged from the prison, it was already night. With the city\'s power system long collapsed, the world was immersed in darkness, except for a few women holding flashlights, guarding and preparing to bury bodies around the tomb.

Returning to his bedroom, Myra was dressed in a teacher\'s outfit, wearing black-framed glasses Alex had recently gotten for her, holding a pointer. She approached Alex sternly and blocked his path, "Alex, you\'re late again!"

Alex looked up and saw that his room was decorated like a classroom, with a blackboard in front and desks and chairs in the middle.

Li Wanning and the others were wearing the student uniforms they took from Victoria\'s Secret, sitting in the "classroom" obediently, looking at Alex mischievously.

"What does the teacher want to punish me?" Alex grinned and walked to a seat on his own.

Myra took her baton and walked behind Alex, bent down and leaned against Alex and said, "I\'ll punish you for doing everyone\'s homework today!"

After saying that, he deliberately walked in front of Alex and pretended to bend down to pick up something, and the moment he bent over, Alex saw Myra\'s hip-wrapping black dress being pulled up, revealing the open panties and black fluff inside.

Myra has very thick pubic hair and at the same time, she also has a pink butterfly-like pussy.

Lin Mancha, who was sitting next to Alex, bent down and leaned towards Alex, took out a few handfuls from Alex\'s crotch, and sucked it in his mouth.

Shen Tingting, who was sitting on the other side of Alex, turned to Alex, gently straightened her chest, and a button flew out in an instant, revealing her full and snow-white breasts inside her shirt!

Alex enjoyed the licking and sucking of Lin Mancha, holding Shen Tingting\'s chest with one hand and slapping Tang Jingyan\'s beautiful buttocks with the other.

Myra turned around pretending to be surprised at this time, and reprimanded with a teaching stick and textbook seriously: "Alex! What are you doing?! This is the classroom! It\'s in class!! "

Alex suddenly got up, grabbed Myra, pressed Myra hard on the lecture, and then frantically tore Myra\'s clothes, and thrust wildly in front of the class.

Myra\'s honey flowed in the textbook with the virgin red...

...

...

There was no word all night, and when Alex got up, it was already three or four o\'clock in the afternoon.

After eating a bowl of noodles under Li Wanning\'s service, Alex looked at his doomsday coin.

After two days of growth, Doomsday Coin once again reached over four hundred. Alex opened the construction panel and looked through the buildable list again. He had rushed through it last time and hadn\'t seen everything; this time, he carefully searched and indeed found something valuable.

"The Nightmare of the Traitor: Tower building, occupying 5 square meters. Owning this building allows the host to see the loyalty of everyone in the city. Price: 300 Doomsday Coins."

This building, known as the Nightmare of the Traitor, seemed incredibly useful to Alex, even to the point of being somewhat overpowered. As his City of Darkness grew, Alex remained somewhat worried, fearing some might harbor ill intentions towards him.

Although he could completely control everything in the city, the dark side of human nature was always unpredictable. What if someone betrayed him while he was away? What if he needed help and handed rifles and pistols to someone he thought he could trust, only for them to shoot him in the back after leaving the City of Darkness?

The probability was low, but not impossible. However, with this building, loyalty could be quantified! He could clearly see who was loyal and who was deceitful. Alex\'s method of dealing with traitors was simple: killing them was almost a pity. Instead, he would throw them into a cage to endure endless torture, waiting until he had the Iron Maiden to let them experience endless agony.

"System! Immediately construct the Nightmare of the Traitor!"

"Construction of the Nightmare of the Traitor selected, conditions met, construction can begin!"

"Consuming 300 Doomsday Coins..."

"Constructing..."

As the electronic synthetic voice concluded, a corroded dark lighthouse appeared on the empty ground in front of Alex. A ghostly green fire ignited at the top of the lighthouse. A sinister green mist instantly enveloped the entire City of Darkness, plunging it into a dark and eerie atmosphere.