Eu Construí uma Frota Blindada Sintética no Apocalipse
【Apocalipse + produção em massa de soldados + narrativa empolgante + decisões implacáveis】Após o fim do mundo, Lin Ye ativa inesperadamente o Sistema de Guerra de Mérito. Um mérito por segundo, trocan
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PS: For the sake of the plot in the earlier chapters, dear readers, please bear with me patiently. The story picks up momentum after chapter 10.
Mental Storage: [...]
“Bitch! Damn it!”
In the master bedroom of the Cloud Villa, Lin Ye suddenly sprang up from the silk sheets, his pupils swirling with lingering blood-red hues.
His hands clenched the bedsheets tightly, knuckles white, chest heaving violently, as if he had just been pulled from drowning.
Three seconds ago, he was clearly still in the foul-smelling corridor of that rented apartment.
He had witnessed with his own eyes the decayed fingers of a zombie tearing open his abdomen, Wang Qian’s piercing laughter ringing in his ears, and that burly man named Liu holding his girlfriend—
No! Ex-girlfriend!
Right in front of him, fondling the body he had never even dared to touch.
“Why?”
In his memory, he was like a beaten dog, pounding on iron gates.
Liu’s mocking voice mixed with the zombies’ growls: “Because I can protect her! Look at your skinny frame—no better than a waste! What do you have to be with her?”
“But... I have to thank you. If you hadn’t gone out, I wouldn’t have had such a chance at a fling, haha…”
Saying that, the nearly six-foot-tall burly Liu Qiang reached out and firmly squeezed Wang Qian’s buttocks.
“Eek~”
“Liu, stop it~”
“There are people watching here~”
Wang Qian blushed and buried her face in Liu Qiang’s chest, gently patting him.
It hurt! It hurt so badly!
Not from th