Yasin muttered to himself with a gloomy face, his brows furrowing even more tightly as he observed the screen.
These people do have guns in their hands.
And that man didn’t seem to have any weapon.
Moreover, he looked terrified of the two won.
Analyzing the scene before him, Yasin concluded that within this small group, it was highly likely these two won controlled the weapons and resources.
Alternatively, they might be relying on soone else to exert control over the entire survivor group.
In addition, this group didn’t appear to be small.
I don’t know which room this warehouse is in.
Yasin carefully examined the labels in the computer monitoring system but couldn’t determine the exact location of the image.
It seems I’ll have to ask Vivian to co and help. We need to find a way to eliminate these people as soon as possible. If they stay, they’ll definitely cause trouble!
After a mont’s thought, Yasin switched to the next cara feed.
This ti, a swimming pool appeared.
The pool was filled with crystal-clear water, seemingly unpolluted.
Luxuriously decorated, the indoor swimming pool wasn’t particularly large—Yasin estimated it to be about ten ters long and five ters wide.
He slowly panned the cara around. The area was empty—no people, no zombies.
The furnishings were neatly arranged, as if no one had been there when the apocalypse struck, or perhaps those inside had fled when chaos erupted.
This is a great place!
Staring at the lavish pool, Yasin’s mind wandered. He imagined frolicking in the water with Vivian, followed by a passionate underwater escapade.
That would be incredible.
It would be even better if they could capture the beautiful survivors he had just seen.
In his past life, Yasin had watched countless movies and TV shows featuring pool parties scenes of stunning won in sexy bikinis, laughing and playing in the water.
The sight of their perky curves and ample bosoms had always made his mouth water.
He had once fantasized about becoming wealthy enough to host his own pool party with young models.
Unfortunately, that dream had remained unfulfilled in his previous life.
But in the apocalypse? Perhaps it wasn’t so impossible.
In fact, the end of the world might offer even more opportunities for indulgence.
Lost in thought, Yasin switched to the next feed.
This ti, the screen was filled with static—likely a damaged cara.
Without pausing, he moved to the next one.
The screen was pitch black, and an input box popped up, demanding a password.
Yasin guessed this cara was monitoring a highly restricted area.
After cycling through the remaining feeds and finding nothing new, Yasin froze the screen on the warehouse where the survivors had appeared and the kitchen where Vivian was.
He pulled out his walkie-talkie.
"Vivian, get ready. I’m coming to the kitchen’s front entrance. I need your help with sothing."
By now, Vivian had already cleaned up and dressed. She sat on a chair, her posture slightly arched as she stared at the walkie-talkie.
Hearing Yasin’s voice, she imdiately perked up.
"Okay! Yasin! I’ll wait for you at the kitchen entrance!"
After leading Vivian back to the surveillance room, Yasin reopened the warehouse feed and pointed at the screen.
"Vivian, do you know where this warehouse is?"
Vivian studied the image for a mont before realization dawned on her. Her cheeks flushed.
Did you see everything just now?
She shot Yasin a shy glare and lightly kicked his calf.
Yasin’s face reddened too. Watching soone wash themselves through a cara was undeniably perverse.
Why didn’t I close that feed earlier?
"Vivian... I... didn’t an to..." he stamred, but Vivian suddenly pulled him into an embrace.
Biting her lip, she gazed up at him with shimring eyes, her voice a sultry whisper.
"If you want to see... you can just look directly. The cara’s so blurry anyway..."
The sensation of her ample curves pressing against his arm sent a jolt of heat through Yasin. His throat went dry, and he fought the urge to devour her right then.
"Vivian..." He swallowed hard, eyes dropping to her parted lips as he leaned in—
You’re asking about the warehouse!
Vivian abruptly dodged, feigning seriousness.
"I’ve never seen this warehouse before. It must be sowhere hidden. Judging by the cabinets, it’s probably for ergency supplies and weapons. If I had to guess..." She frowned, deep in thought.
Yasin glanced back at the screen, surprised. Without Vivian pointing it out, he wouldn’t have noticed the cabinet resembled a gun rack.
Watching her concentrate, Yasin was srized.
Who would’ve thought my mother in the second world was this intelligent and captivating in her youth?
A woman with beauty, brains, and allure—any man would be entranced.
I see!
Vivian snapped her fingers, triumphant.
"That’s a gun cabinet in the safe house! There’s a safe house in the villa’s basent—stocked with food, water, supplies, and weapons. When the apocalypse hit, so suggested hiding there. The only place in this villa with ergency guns would be the safe house!"
Safe house?
Yasin suddenly recalled the electrical cabinet—one of the switches had been labeled Safe House and left off.
"Yes, the basent has a massive safe house. The manor’s owner built it for ergencies, like terrorist attacks. When everything collapsed, security tried organizing us to shelter there, but it was chaos. I saw crowds rushing in and decided to hide in the kitchen instead."
Did many people make it inside?
Yasin nodded slowly.
"Vivian, do you know an Asian woman? She is possibly an actress?"
"Katie?? Lee Mi Yeon??... Kim Nam Joo? No! he’s from Korea... Chenling Jin? Uh... They all seem to be Korean actresses... and Yes, Xiao Xuner is Chinese!"
The barrage of nas—so distinctly non-Asian—left Yasin baffled.
"Vivian, what were you doing in this villa when the world ended? Why so many actresses and models?"
He couldn’t help but wonder what scandalous activities had unfolded here.
In his past life, he’d heard rumors about Hollywood elites and their secret gatherings actresses and models vying for favor with powerful n to advance their careers.
This manor’s owner was clearly soone influential. The presence of so many starlets and hidden luxuries suggested this might’ve been a private playground for the wealthy.
Otherwise, why would it house so many beauties?
Xiao Xuner?
The na clicked instantly.
Xiao Xuner, the ethereal fairy from The Fla Emperor Series.
Yasin rembered her well. In his past life, Xiao Xuner had remained active on-screen from 2010 to 2019, a tiless goddess with a massive following.
Her unique elegance and signature smile were unforgettable.
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