Apocalypse King: Recruiting S-Tier Beauties With My Ruler System Chapter 119: Preparing The Important Members

John (POV)

March 18th, 20xx — 6:21 PM

Zone 3A-Δ – First Floor - Hobase

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Yin rushed toward .

His ow caught off guard as the huge silver-furred beast lunged into my chest — a warm blur of claws, weight, and purring fluff. The impact nearly knocked backwards.

"Oi—!"

Too late.

The oversized cat twisted in midair and landed in my arms like a weighted scarf. Fluffy. Soft. My emotional support.

"You’re getting heavy," I muttered, rubbing behind his ears.

He owed smugly and promptly began kneading his claws into my shoulder like he owned the damn building.

Maybe he did.

Yin had survived everything — the city collapse, the radiation from our pollution, the toxic fog. If reincarnation were real, he was so kind of ancient beast choosing to nap in the apocalypse for fun.

A few survivors looked over.

So even smiled.

Good.

Let them smile.

They deserved sothing.

I stood and looked over the scattered crowd again. The movent toward the second floor had mostly finished. People were organising, guided by Yifei, Deng Hua, and Chen Xun. No complaints — at least none loud enough to interrupt the flow.

That left free to do what I ca for.

Leadership.

I pulled up the HUD and flagged two nas: Tang Wei and Liu Jiemin.

Both were already on my radar. I’d promised to help. Ti to make it official.

"Tang Wei," I called out.

She stepped out from behind a stacked crate — lean, disciplined, and sharp-eyed. Her black fatigues were faded at the shoulders, worn from use, not decoration. The old special forces insignia still clung to one sleeve like a ghost, and the weight of a life spent kicking down doors still hung behind her shoulders.

She was a forr ghost — an elite operator turned civilian only because the war she fought finally followed her ho.

"Reporting," she said simply, with that clipped precision.

"You don’t need to report."

She raised an eyebrow. "Then stop giving orders with that tone."

I smirked.

Still hasn’t changed.

"So you’ve decided to accept my offer?"

When I asked, her face froze for a second, before she nodded slowly, her lips pressed together, and she turned white.

Maybe she expected I would ask her for more for each dosage.

[Store Accessed]

[Item: Ergency Insulin Kit (7 Days) – 100 ZKP]

[Confirm Purchase?]

Of course, I bought two.

However, that wasn’t . So with the snap of my fingers, I reached into my backpack and produced a week’s worth of the insulin Tang Wei and her mother needed.

She fell into step beside without another word, hands behind her back like she was walking through a debriefing room instead of a half-lit apocalypse.

"I need Liu Jiemin too," I added.

"The dic?" she asked, scanning the room.

"Room 204. Her husband Xu Lin and her kid’s that quiet one, Xiao Peng. I promised them stability — she’s owed this."

Tang Wei nodded once. "She’s upstairs calming a fever in one of the girls."

"Bring her."

"I’ll be five."

She was gone like mist.

Tang Wei didn’t need to run. She moved like shadows bent around her stride.

True to her word, less than five minutes later, the elevator doors hissed open. She returned with Liu Jiemin at her side and Yin trailing behind them, tail up like he’d appointed himself escort.

Though the poor Liu Jiemin looked exhausted and sweaty... I would have to add a basic training regi with Tang Wei and Jiang Roulan helping the people attain a base level of fitness, even for the ones who didn’t fight.

Other than that...

Jiemin looked composed. Her dpack was tightly strapped to her back, a folded IV kit tied to one hip. Brown bob tucked behind her ears. No makeup. Slight shadows under her eyes from lack of sleep.

I saw the faint exhaustion behind her soft-spoken grace — the kind carried by people who never stop moving because they can’t afford to. Her hands stayed close to her side like she was resisting the urge to check her son’s temperature again.

"Thank you for waiting," she said softly, dipping her head. "Xu Lin’s with Peng."

"How is he?"

"Scared. Tired. But stable."

"Good. You’re going to help make sure it stays that way. Co on."

The three of us stepped into the elevator.

Yin hopped in at the last second and curled at my feet like a royal.

Jiemin didn’t say much. Tang Wei stood behind with her usual silent tension. I could tell her blood sugar was stable — she carried a protein bar in her vest pocket, half-bitten and sealed — but I made a note to check on her later.

This wasn’t just about building walls and assigning roles.

It was about holding up the ones still carrying others.

The elevator doors hissed open onto the third floor.

Tang Wei stepped out first, her eyes already scanning for angles and exits. Liu Jiemin followed behind, adjusting her dpack strap. Yin padded out like he owned the place — tail flicking, silent approval.

The floor shimred with polish.

Clean lines. Reinforced surfaces. The freshly installed lighting humd low, casting the common area in a soft amber warmth. The air here was different — cleaner, quieter, like it hadn’t been breathed in yet.

Ahead, two training rooms stood side by side with heavy sliding doors marked by digital tags. One with a padded interior. One with virtual targets.

To the right: the common space. High-strength tables and benches. Reinforced for combat gear and al trays alike.

At the far end, a matte black security door pulsed with a faint red ring — the new armoury.

I turned to face them both.

"This is the third floor. It’s combat support and conditioning. Training. Recovery. Weapon storage."

Tang Wei let out a slow breath through her nose, folding her arms as she surveyed it all.

"...Looks military."

"It’s intentional."

Thanks to Jiang Roulan’s help... and using an item from the system, mixing it into the food everyone ate since they joined, they were less confused about the strange things that happened, so even believed I was so kind of governnt agent.

It was too soon to trust them with the truth.

However, I hoped to tell the elite circle I was forming soon enough.

She nodded once. That was high praise, coming from her.

Jiemin looked less impressed by the structure, more focused on what it could support.

"Do we have d lockers here?"

"Two. With autodoc kits. Reusable steriliser units. Protein synthesiser in the corner."

Her eyes flicked that way and softened — just slightly.

"Then I can set up triage rotation here for any wounded before the second-floor clinic."

I pointed at her.

"You’ll oversee all dical personnel. Light wounds stay on this floor. Ergencies go up."

She dipped her head. "Understood."

"Also," I added, "you’ll have priority on items needed from scavenger missions, after food, I will prioritise dicine or items you might need. Especially for children and for others."

"...Thank you."

I would also use ZKP to buy dicine because performing her task would bring a daily amount of ZKP, which was more like a tax system compared to the combat classes.

She didn’t smile.

But the way her fingers relaxed said enough.

I turned to Tang Wei.

"Can I ask you to be in charge of anything related to training and combat, Tang Wei?"

My question might have co as a shock—her eyes widened and she clenched her fists, curling both sides of her lips into a smile.

"I need a Training officer. Rotation schedules. Everyone gets an evaluation. You’ll command combat drills, lee, and ranged. You’ll assist directly if anything dangerous arises. But priority is overall base fitness and combat level."

"E-Even ?" Jiemin asked.

"Of course, all mbers of the base need to have a certain level of fitness and combat ability. In an ergency I don’t want liabilities."

Tang Wei listened to but nodded to my words. I could see her brightening up from the earlier darkness that had shown. She suffered scars from her ti in the military, so I needed to help her through it.

When I finished, the poor doctor looked pale, but nodded to herself.

"I’ll do my best."

"That’s all I wanted to tell you for now, since it’s still hectic, get used to your position and speak with the people in the base, for anyone you think might be worth taking on as soone who could support you, both of you."

The two won nodded, with one looking serious... Jiemin seed to be a great catch. She took out a small pad and pen, writing down before asking . "May I return to the first and second floor then?" Straight to work, a gem!

"Of course you can, if I need you, I will send soone to you."

However, it seed that Tang Wei wanted to ask sothing more, and didn’t leave yet, so I looked at her, dark skin, her exotic heritage alluring and noble.

"Tang Wei, can we speak a little more?"

She smirked — the faintest twitch of a scarred lip. "Just call Wei."