Chapter 216 – 216 – A Happy Meal Time in Its Own Way

Moving to the new hideout was not as difficult as I thought.

First of all, I was able to eliminate most of the zombies in sight with my excellent physical specifications and weapon skills, but it was really comfortable and powerful because I was basically fighting with pussy slaves.

‘I can clearly see why humans form groups and fight as a group.’

It was really easier to catch zombies with four people shooting together, rather than shooting alone while moving.

The four of us would shoot zombies 200 to 300 meters in front with M416 assault rifles equipped with 4x scopes, and when we thought they were all dead, we would walk again.

A small number of zombies seen on the path to the new hideout were wiped out at once by an organized fire net composed of four people.

‘But these zombie bastards. Earlier, on my way back, I shot and killed everyone I saw, but they wandered out from somewhere again.’

And in the past… , So based on the time on the first floor of the tower, it was earlier… , Due to the battle (drone grenade) that took place near the enemy hideout, aggro was drawn and the hordes of zombies that came near the enemy hideout were easily dealt with.

As the four people were having fun shooting bullets, we saw a scene where a group of zombies fell down.

We continued moving forward and safely arrived at the entrance of the building that was the enemy’s hideout.

“Wow, I saw it through a drone. “It’s a building that looks better in person.”

“Yes? I didn’t ask you to move in for nothing.”

“Master. There is also a nuclear bunker on the fifth basement level of this building. Is this what you mean?”

“Okay. I found it. Your juniors are probably waiting there in the bunker on the 5th floor underground. Let’s all go down together to take a look at the bunker.”

“””Yes, master.”””

I led Hye-jeong, Seo-yeon, and Hye-yeon down to the bunker on the 5th floor underground inside the building.

In order to bring out the two pussy slaves who were hiding in the bunker on the 5th floor underground with the door closed and locked, I knocked loudly on the iron door using the beat I had taught earlier.

Then, with the sound of the bunker door opening from inside, the two very frightened pussy slaves opened the door slightly and seemed to relax when they saw me.

“I brought all of your seniors with me. Everyone say hello to each other. This is Hyejeong, Hyeyeon, and Seoyeon. And this is Miyoung, Hyeji, and Yewon. Right?”

“… Yes yes. That’s right. Excuse me… , That… , Nice to meet you…”

“Nice to meet you too. My name is Kim Hye-jeong. She is the master’s ‘first’ woman. … You guys are our juniors. … Hehe. Please take care of me?”

“””Yes, yes… ” .”””

Hyejeong smiled and looked at the second group of pussy slaves.

On my way, I gave some training to the 2nd class and told them to get disciplined… , They told me not to worry about that part at all, but I could see that he was controlling the 2nd generation just by looking at his eyes.

Hyeyeon was behind her older sister with her arms crossed and frowning like a scary senior.

Should I say that he was deliberately frowning and looking at the second generation of pussy slaves as if to set the mood…

Seoyeon just stood next to me, looking at both sides of her eyes.

After exchanging greetings with each other, we began the final stage of acquiring loot: searching for supplies for the new hideout, understanding the complete structure of the hideout, and establishing a defense system.

First of all, on the way here, I dismantled most of the booby traps in this hideout and reinstalled them in my own way.

We also installed a new booby trap that only we know about in the underground passage leading to the outside, which may be known to one enemy who escaped.

I even blocked our entrance with heavy objects.

In this way, it is easy for me to use it later when I need it, but it is difficult for other people to use it.

“Master, I looked around the new hideout as you asked. I don’t think there’s much to worry about zombies. Firstly, there is a moat and the entrance has to be through that small bridge. Killing zone as the owner said? I think that would be easy to form. “I don’t think I’m particularly afraid of enemy attacks, other than those from humans who can think of detours.”

“But you also have to think about the zombie load. They use their brains to take detours. “They are the ones who throw the zombies that are not their subordinates under the moat and pile up a mountain of corpses to neutralize the moat before coming in.”

“… “Do you think that much?”

“Uh. Roll it. I told you so. Their intelligence level is said to be that of elementary school students. “It’s better than no moat, but don’t put too much faith in it.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Step by step, we reliably turned the building we had used as our new home into our new home and base.

Of course, I had to do most of the work.

I don’t know what kind of traps there might be in this building that has become my new home.

Still, I was able to solve them one by one in no time.

I was able to quickly identify the food, weapons, and various daily necessities hidden by the enemies with the help of the second generation of pussy slaves who were living as sex slaves, and put them all in my hands.

In addition, the 2nd Pussy Slave was already familiar with many of the existing traps and booby traps.

“Well, okay. I obtained all the loot, neutralized all the existing enemy defense structures such as traps and booby traps, and on the contrary, I laid a new tunnel, and also installed booby traps in the underground passage and blocked the entrance, and I was almost done . Now, all we have to do is keep strict vigilance around our surroundings.”

“Yes, master. “The first planes will take turns conducting aerial reconnaissance of the surrounding area with drones.”

“Okay. Teach the second class how to operate the drone little by little. You guys should take a break too. “It will be easier with 6 people to do 3 shifts 24 hours a day with 3 people.”

“All right. But should we also provide firearms education to the second class?”

I glanced at the pistol hanging on Hyejeong’s waist and then shook her head.

For reference, Hyejeong was currently wearing a utility belt, a basic equipment item that can be obtained in PUBG 2, in her naked state.

Her pussy was clearly visible, but the sight of her wearing a belt and carrying a pistol on that belt was terrifying.

After this hideout raid operation, they were more actively holding firearms.

I understand that feeling, as the new hideout location is still not a place where I feel completely at ease.

So, I advised them to freely arm themselves with the firearms of their choice, and the first group of pussy slaves wore belts while naked and wore pistols on top of them.

“No, I teach firearms at the appropriate time. Leave it alone for now. “They already have a lot to learn.”

“All right. “Master.”

I didn’t really say anything, but I had only known them for a day, so it was a bit odd to give them a gun.

Should we say that trust has not been formed?

Of course, I think it would be okay if the system makes a ‘companion’ decision… ,

Still, trust was basically an emotion that could not be built overnight.

If it was okay to spend some time, I was planning to provide firearms training and provide a gun.

“Hyejeong, more than that… , Come closer here. Seeing Hyejeong naked and wearing only her belt makes you look so fucking bad again. Hmm, I suddenly want to pinch my nipples too.”

“… Tsk, … Lord, my lord. … Ah, you said something like this before… ♡ Of course I like it, haha, but… ♡”

I gently pinched Hyejeong’s pink nipples and pressed my fully erect cock her, which was dripping with pre-cum, onto her lower abdomen her.

“Do you want to do it?”

“… Yes, yes… ♡ Master… ♡”

“Our cute Hyejeong, please beg for yourself.”

“… Lord, master’s, ugh… ♡ … Please insert your master’s cock into the shallow bitch pussy slave, into the fucking pussy slave who only thinks pregnant about sex even though she is… ♡ Master, please stuff it into my exclusive hole and pack a lot of baby seed… ♡”

“Hehe, our Hyejeong has become very sexy. My juniors should follow this example well.”

“… No, I don’t know. Something like that… ♡”

We hugged Hyejeong, who was shy, and enjoyed sex several times.

While she was there, Hyeyeon, who was sleeping next to her, woke up and asked her to fuck her too.

Before I knew it, Seoyeon was rushing over to me, opening her pussy hole and sticking it out.

I fucked all three of them equally and made a lot of semen.

However, I didn’t bother to call out the second group of pussy slaves who were standing hesitantly at a little distance from us, masturbating and watching the sex between me and the first group of pussy slaves.

I intentionally made a difference in the treatment of the 1st and 2nd groups.

No matter how much they say they are slaves with the same pussy… , Would it be a bit emotionally unreasonable to treat the 1st generation that has been together so far and the 2nd generation that just joined?

Also, the fact that the girls in the first group were prettier on average than the second group also played a role.

Of course, there was no discrimination at all in things like rice.

It would be very sad if people discriminated even with food.

Sometimes, the 2nd group girls would give me a choice and let me eat what I wanted when I was in a bad mood and ordered delivery food.

(For normal meals, everyone just cooked and ate preserved foods.)

Among the girls in the second group, Kim Hye-ji (21) burst into tears when she saw the hot hamburger set during her first delivered meal.

It was just delivered and I had a warm hamburger, hot French fries, and a cold cola… , Did you know that you would never see these things again in your lifetime? .

Choi Mi-young (24) and Kim Ye-won (28) also looked very moved as they looked at the hot chicken, pizza, and sweet and sour pork set that had just been delivered.

Routine meal times.

I gave them a normal mealtime that felt like it was before the zombie outbreak.

So that at least when you eat, you can eat, drink, and enjoy small happiness without being a pussy slave.

Kim Ye-won had tears in her eyes as she ate Jjajangmyeon and Jjamppong.

When Choi Mi-young ate soft chicken skewers, warm fried shrimp, cheese tteokbokki, and cream pasta with a cold beer, she took a refreshing shot of the beer and shed a tear.

“From now on, if you listen to me carefully, open your crotch well, and tighten your pussy well, I will buy you a lot of these things. Okay?”

“… Yes, master… Sniff… Sniff.”

The second generation of pussy slaves quickly adapted to our group and learned the mindset of pussy slaves under the leadership of the subspace power that I showed them.