After half an hour of reprimands, the crowd outside settled down; no one had the desire to resist anymore. Everyone could only watch as the resources once belonging to them were taken by this gang of people who resembled bandits, daring to be angry but not voicing it.
"Alright, that’s it for today. Tonight, I’ll discuss with Brother Song to assign work to everyone. Let warn you again: don’t try anything sneaky, or if we catch you, not even the King of Heaven can save you!"
After the lackey at the front of the crowd finished speaking, he ran back into Brother Song’s office. People breathed a sigh of relief and began to move freely, but several particularly conspicuous young won walked over to the iron staircase nearby and sat down. Before they could start talking, two n with lecherous smiles appeared at the most inappropriate mont.
Among them, Zheng Minghui approached the woman he found most pleasing, strutting over with swagger.
"Hey, little sister, interested in playing with ?" he said with a grin. At the sa ti, Shen Mingke also started chatting with his target. The other won quickly got up and moved away, decisively abandoning their companions when they realized these two n didn’t approach them.
The woman targeted by Zheng Minghui remained silent, not saying a word. However, he thought she was just shy, and his grin grew even wider.
"Don’t be shy, your brother is a Level 6 New Human. As long as you agree, I’ll protect you here, and no one will dare so much as lay a finger on you."
The woman still didn’t speak, keeping her head lowered. Her side profile was quite beautiful, montarily causing Zheng Minghui to breathe faster.
"But..."
"Aw, don’t be coy. Let touch your balls."
"..."
"Hmm?"
"..."
"You don’t speak, so I’ll assu you agree?"
"I..."
"Alright, alright, I’m going to touch them?"
Under Zheng Minghui’s barrage of talk, the woman was unable to say a complete sentence. Unable to refuse, she nodded, a gesture that imdiately drove Zheng Minghui wild. His hands pressed directly onto her, a scene that, in an instant, caught the attention of the surrounding people, but no one dared speak, fearing to anger the Level 6 New Human.
The woman remained completely silent, her head lowered, making it impossible to see what expression she bore.
At that first second, Zheng Minghui quite enjoyed himself, but gradually he sensed sothing amiss.
"Strange, this feel is really odd... Little sister?"
"..."
"... Hey, you have abs... huh?... I..."
"... Anything wrong?"
"Uh... Working out is good..."
"Those balls are silicone."
"Ah, so you’ve had surgery? No worries... wait, why is your voice so deep?"
"Big brother, I’m male."
"Uh... actually, I’m male too..."
Zheng Minghui: ???
Shen Mingke: ???
"Why didn’t you say earlier?"
"You didn’t give a chance to speak..."
In that mont, the two froze as if petrified, staring blankly at the "woman" they had just groped. The surrounding crowd burst into laughter but quickly stifled themselves. They knew these embarrassed n were Level 6 New Humans; if they suddenly went on a killing spree, it wouldn’t be fun.
But this scene of wanting to laugh without daring too has already left so people feeling as if they’re internalizing an injury.
Two minutes later, not far from the fertilizer plant, Zheng Minghui leaned against a withered tree trunk and dry-heaved, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes. His eye sockets were red; he likely would never forget how a seemingly delicate woman rolled up her pants in front of him, revealing legs brimming with thick hair.
Thinking of this, Zheng Minghui’s stomach churned even more, his grip on the trunk alternately tightening and loosening. The thought of having touched those two fake "balls" almost impulsively made him want to chop off his own hands!
Beside him, Shen Mingke’s face was just as pale. After a while, he angrily grumbled, "No wonder that bastard Liang Junsong agreed so readily; he knew all along those were n, f*ck!"
The two exchanged glances and sighed ruefully. They were tricked by Liang Junsong, but what could they do? They had no choice but to swallow it.
Looking back toward the plant, many eyes were on the direction of the two. When Shen Mingke glanced over, they backed away fearfully.
Of course, they blad themselves for being careless, not thinking it through—among so many n, what kind of woman would dare get close?
Any woman with so sense wouldn’t easily join in, right? They should have realized sooner that the eye-catching "won" were all n!
Now, among the team, all the better-looking ones were n, leaving the actual female mbers totaling less than double digits. And those real won, daring to mingle among a mob of n, weren’t good either.
There was nothing to look at anymore. Either they were ugly enough to ward off evil spirits, or they looked more like n than the n themselves. Not only did it leave one uninterested, it made the hormones practically retreat!
These days, it’s not easy being a lecher.
"Let’s go, let’s head in. Today, our reputation’s gone," Shen Mingke said, patting Zheng Minghui’s shoulder. Having shared adversity for so many years, they’d seen every storm and wave, but it was only today that they understood what it ant to want to find a hole to crawl into.
Zheng Minghui sighed, no longer wishing to stay with those people inside. Although beneath one but above hundreds, he considered that with Liang Junsong, a Level 7 New Human around, he couldn’t gamble that after running away, they wouldn’t be hunted down.
Having survived since the beginning of the apocalypse to this day, they were fine living a while longer. They didn’t want to gamble with their lives.
It went back to their motto: in the post-apocalyptic world, survival ant cowardice—nothing was too cowardly!
As they were about to return to the fertilizer plant, they suddenly caught a question amid the noise: "Hey brother, you’ve got a nosebleed."
"Huh?"
"Why am I having a nosebleed?"
"Touch it."
"F*ck it really is! Weird, anyone got a tissue... hey, you’ve a nosebleed too!"
"You... damn, what’s going on." Suddenly, the crowd beca restless. Sensing sothing wrong, Liang Junsong erged from the old office, frowning at the people starting to bleed from their noses one after another. Outside, the Shen Zheng brothers stopped, looked at each other, then Zheng Minghui pointed at Shen Mingke, who touched his nostril only to find it bleeding too!
The next second, their faces changed dramatically!
Radiation mutation!
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