Chapter 133 – 133

Tower 1st floor. Project Zombie World.

August 5th. Around 7 PM.

The sun was about to set, so I went out to get some fresh air again.

I closed all the windows and doors, and since we were having sex inside, I thought I should ventilate it because of the smell of baby juice and semen…

I faced fierce opposition from the three pussy slaves, so I decided not to do it.

I don’t want to say it’s hot. Later, when summer ends and fall comes, I will leave the windows open all day, so I can ventilate as much as possible then…

When I came out to the veranda, the pussy slaves followed me out to show cuteness and fawn, as if they were upset that they opposed my opinion.

“… Hey guys, no matter how hot it is in August, shouldn’t you do some shooting training? “I’m so lazy today, doing nothing, just using the air conditioner.”

I tried to act harsh and raise the alarm about the laziness of pussy slaves, but…

“… It’s hot.”

“Master, please look after me on hot days like today… ” .”

“But since I’ve been out in the air conditioner for a while, I might be able to hold on for now… “Master, I’m a little better.”

Hye-jeong, Hye-yeon, and Seo-yeon each give their opinions in that order, but they are having a hard time because of the heat.

By the way, Hyejeong. I secretly said to myself, “… Look how he says informally, “It’s hot.”

Even though he was drenched in my cock and cum, he just seemed to have that kind of personality.

I show off all kinds of coquettishness when I feel like it or when I need it, but when I don’t like it or don’t need it, my personality comes out.

This isn’t some kind of cat… , But it seems like their behavior patterns are subtly similar. Trusting cute looks and fooling around.

If Hyejeong wasn’t pretty and cute, she would have scolded me right away.

“Hmm, okay. Okay. I had a good idea. When it’s not the hottest, let’s shoot for 30 minutes right after sunrise and just before sunset.”

As a master of pussy slaves and as a leader organizing an army, I proposed a compromise.

Isn’t this a shitty negotiation skill?

“Master, can’t you just shoot with that night vision scope at night, when it’s coolest?”

“The night vision has 4x magnification. I only have a 4x scope. “Can you guys use 8x magnification and then use 4x magnification?”

“… “I’d rather use it in the summer and shoot in the middle of the night when it’s the coolest.”

But the pussy slaves knew that I had a scope with night vision.

That’s true, because sometimes I showed it by shooting at night.

The pussy slaves shouted that shooting was absolutely not allowed while the sun was shining on a hot summer day, and I just said that I understood and suggested that we shoot at night.

“Okay. Then let’s shoot at night. If it’s that hot, go in.”

“… “Master, are you upset?”

“What are you talking about? “I was going to do it at night anyway, but now that you’re saying it, I feel like I’m going to pout.”

Hyejeong clings to me with a bright smile.

Maybe it’s because I was in an air-conditioned place just a moment ago, but I didn’t sweat, so I didn’t feel uncomfortable.

Hyeyeon opens the window and tries to go in, but when she sees me taking out a sniper rifle from subspace, she closes the window again and doesn’t go inside.

The rest were just watching next to me.

“Why? What? Why don’t you go in? “I’m going in and resting in the heat.”

“… “I want to take a look.”

“I’ll go in after watching my master shoot.”

“… I am, … Well, if you’re bored alone, master, I’d like to suck your dick…”

Hyeyeon, Hyejeong, and Seoyeon answer in that order.

Hye-jeong and Hye-yeon listened to Seo-yeon’s answer to her, and when she got bored while shooting at me, she told me to use their pussies at any time.

“Master, please give us scopes too.”

“Why don’t you guys just shoot together?”

“Hey… , I don’t like shooting. I’m just going to watch the owner…”

Hyejeong shows off her cuteness. In the past, this was something I would never do willingly…

I smiled and took out the 8x scope parts from subspace to the pussy slaves.

A pretty woman’s cuteness is invincible, and her fawning and coquetry are divine.

‘… It’s getting a bit annoying to have to take it out of subspace every time and then give it to them. Should I just give it to them instead of having to take it out of subspace and retrieve it one by one? … I think you can just give me a gun.’

From now on, I decided to give the scope parts and sniper rifles to the pussy slaves instead of just collecting them all into subspace.

It is expected that it will be damaged due to poor management… , Even if something breaks, there is plenty of it, and if something happens, you can go into the Battle Grounder 2 world on the second floor of the tower and pick. . It up again.

“I’m just going to give you the scope, so you can take care of it yourself. If it breaks, tell me. “I’ll replace it with a new one.”

After giving 8x scope parts to the pussy slaves, I was scanning the surroundings with a sniper rifle equipped with a silencer and 8x magnification.

After receiving the 8x scope, Seoyeon, who was looking around like me, let out an exclamation of “Huh?!” As if she had discovered something.

And then he spoke to me urgently.

“Master! 2 o’clock, 900m!”

The moment I heard Seoyeon’s words, I looked in that direction.

There was a fat man running like crazy towards our apartment.

With the aggro of numerous zombies turned off.

‘The t-shirt… , Girls Can Do Anything? Uh… , This can’t be… ?’

When I took a closer look at the person I thought was a man, I realized that his hair was short like a man’s, his face was like a man’s, and his body was like a pig’s, and his chest and hips seemed to be slightly protruding…

‘Hey, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a guy, but is it androgynous? I could be mistaken.’

He was coming to our apartment, pounding his heavy body and screaming.

It almost seemed like he was crying out for help.

“Master, what should I do? It seems like he’s asking me to save him. It looks like they know we live here.”

“The survivors around you aren’t all idiots, and they probably already figured it out roughly. No matter how much of a silencer I put on, anyone who could barely understand would have understood. “The people who live in this apartment are the ones who shoot guns.”

“… But strangely, they didn’t come around to us often.”

‘Of course, when I fainted while you guys were sleeping or having sex, I sometimes fired warning shots at the bastards coming towards us. If it was a pretty girl, it would be welcome, but all the bastards with bushy beards wanted to come.’

Perhaps a group of four male survivors who had met me directly before also spread the rumor.

Because I actually saw him pointing to the apartment complex I was in from afar and saying something to other survivors.

Looking at the shape of his mouth, I can see that what he is saying is, “There’s a crazy guy with a lot of guns living over there.” It’s better not to get closer. Rape a woman openly. Hostile. “They tried to shoot at us too.” It felt like saying.

Even though the survivors around me can’t unite, to what extent do they share information? Or did rumors about me spread because I fired a warning shot? , The crazy guys who deliberately approached my apartment area gradually disappeared.

“Sir, they are coming closer and closer to us. Now it’s 700m.”

I gave the overall score to the woman in the Girls Can Do Anything t-shirt.

First of all, 100 points because she is a woman.

But it’s ugly and not ugly at all, so -100 points.

-1000 points because I’m a pig with acne and I feel like I’m going to turn wrinkled just looking at it.

Minus one million points because I seem to have strange ideas.

‘Total, minus one million and eleven points. It’s not worth saving. It’s a waste of bullets. There are so many bullets that they rot, but they are still a waste.’

A year where the overall score is less than 100 points… , Bastard… ? Anyway, he was that kind of person.

It wasn’t worth saving at all.

“Sir, it’s 600m now.”

-“Help me! Help me!! I know it’s all there!!! Please save me!!! Hehe, hehe, help me!!!”-

From about 600 meters away, the sound of a pig being bitten begins to be heard little by little.

“Oh my god, you’re so fucking aggressive, you crazy pig… ” .”

There is a very important rule in the comprehensive scoring system.

It is a minus, but if it causes harm to me, it is subject to extermination.

It seems that the survivor definitely knows we are in this apartment.

-“Help me!!! Please save me!!! Hehe, hehe, shoot and kill the zombies!!! Fuck!!! I’m dying!!! Ah, what the fuck are you doing!!!”-

“Hey, why is that bastard coming towards us? Aggro, so fucking attractive. And what kind of life have you entrusted to me?”

“What should I do, master?”

“What should I do? Master? “I guess I have to save him, right?”

“… Still, there are too many zombies… , Master. There seem to be over a thousand zombies. No matter how much the owner is, if there are that many people at once…”

“Hey, what kind of idiots are you talking about? Why should I save you? Pussy slaves, look carefully. “What should I do when I see a crazy pig like that?”

We’ve already reached 400m.

I pulled the trigger.

– Tyaung! –

A 7.62mm bullet fired from an M24 sniper rifle equipped with a silencer flies at high speed toward the head of a running being screaming.

-“Quack!”-

Maybe it was because he got hit in the head with a headshot while saying something, but the bitch who was dragging all kinds of aggro while screaming fell down with the sound of a pig slitting.

– Clap –

In case I missed, I pulled the bolt, took out the shell, and re-aimed in order to shoot again immediately, but since I got hit by the first shot, there was no need to shoot again.