Harem Emperor In The End Times

"You bastard... madman, bitch~" Jinn couldn’t help but burst into curses, her eyes filled with anger and hatred as she glared at Olivia.

"Keep scolding me. Just remember, no matter what happens, don’t have any bad thoughts toward me. Otherwise, you’ll definitely regret it~"

Olivia remained indifferent, automatically filtering out the swear words. After all, Jinn couldn’t say anything worse.

Jinn gritted her teeth, her gaze locked on Olivia. She had never hated anyone so much in her life. This woman had used her best friend to threaten her. If she had the ability, she would have torn Olivia apart.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it would be such a pity if such a beautiful body were damaged..." Olivia stroked Jinn’s delicate figure. Her skin was as white as jade, her appearance ethereal, and her proportions perfect. Camila’s figure was good, but it still paled in comparison to Jinn’s. She truly deserved her place among the top three school beauties in the country.

Jinn felt a growing sense of despair. This woman was relentless. For someone as proud as her, being stripped naked and treated like an object was worse than death.

"I’m begging you. Whatever conditions you want to let her go, I’ll agree to them..." Jinn said hoarsely, her voice tinged with despair.

"Oh, our proud school beauty finally knows how to bow her head?" Olivia smiled playfully. "Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance. Since you’re begging me, I have two requests. First, kneel down and lick my feet."

Jinn clenched her fists in anger, her eyes darting to Camila, who lay on the ground, drooling unconsciously. After a long pause, she lowered her proud head and slowly knelt before Olivia.

This surprised Olivia. She hadn’t expected Jinn to go this far for her best friend. This woman was incredibly proud. Even when forced to kneel at gunpoint and asked to become a maid, she had never lowered her head.

"Fine, forget about licking shoes. I’m not that perverted. The second requirement is that you must compete with your bestie. If you perform well as a bitch and satisfy the master, I might consider letting her go. If you half-heart it, she’ll take your place."

Jinn’s face changed slightly. She was intelligent enough to see through Olivia’s plan: to break her self-esteem, humiliate her in the most shameful way, and force her to actively learn how to serve a man. This was a step-by-step destruction of her will, from body to soul.

"Okay, I promise you..." Jinn lowered her head in pain, tears streaming down her face as she agreed to the demand.

"Very good, let’s get started..." Olivia waved her hand, and several women stepped forward, applying the same props to Jinn—only more intensely... (Forgive me for not knowing how to write about training, so let’s leave it at that... 😂)

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"Today, your task is to kill 10 zombies each. If you fail, you’ll either feed the zombies or go back to farming. Here are the weapons you can choose from." Inside the hospital, Mia was leading several of his men in training.

Looking at the frightened eyes of the women, Mia said coldly, "Since you’ve chosen this path, you’ll inevitably risk your lives. There’s no room for idle people in the base. If anyone wants to just eat and wait to die, I’ll be the first to deal with them." His eyes were cold and cruel.

The first to step forward were the female students who had been captured by Yale and toyed with in the gymnasium. They were filled with hatred and refused to be humiliated by men just for a bite of food. They had endured enough.

"What are you waiting for? Either go kill the zombies, or I’ll throw you out to feed them..." Mia said, glaring at the hesitant group of women.

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The women were terrified. Though they feared killing zombies, they didn’t want to become servants. While Mia had promised enough food for maids on the farm, their status would be different. Who would want to be ordered around?

Stirred by his words, the women finally picked up their weapons, gritted their teeth, and prepared to fight the zombies to the death.

"Well... at least you’re not completely useless," Mia nodded.

"Look here. If you perform well enough and prove your loyalty to the master, you might be rewarded with abilities like this..." As he spoke, Mia bent a steel bar as thick as a finger and threw it. The bar embedded itself into the concrete wall, leaving only half exposed. The women were stunned.

"Could it be that the owner of this base has superpowers? Can he make people stronger?"

The women couldn’t help but wonder. Mia’s abilities were clearly superhuman. He bent a steel bar with ease and threw it with such force that it pierced the wall. If it hit a person, they’d die instantly.

The women’s eyes lit up with enthusiasm. If they could gain such strength, surviving in this apocalypse would be no issue. Strength wasn’t just a man’s desire—women craved it too.

Those who had witnessed Olivia nail Ale to the wall with a knife were even more convinced. Who wouldn’t yearn for such power?

"Very good, follow me..." Mia led the group of over 20 women to the retractable door at the hospital entrance. Seeing the zombies outside, baring their fangs and claws, he nodded, and someone opened the electronic door.

"Ah... howl~" The released zombies immediately surged through the gap, some even trampling over their companions.

After letting in more than a dozen zombies, Mia closed the door. The women, armed and outnumbering the zombies, rushed forward with red eyes. If they didn’t act now, they might as well wait to die.

Click, thud, bang~ The sounds of zombies being killed filled the air. Watching the disorganized women, Mia shook her head. She had to step in, using her gun to take down zombies that broke through, ensuring no one was bitten. After all, there was no cure for the zombie virus.

It had to be said, these women were brave but completely disorganized. Facing a single clumsy zombie, they were flustered, and some nearly got bitten.

"Remember, the zombies’ weaknesses are their brains and hearts. Anywhere else won’t kill them. Be precise and efficient. No need for fancy moves—just strike quickly and accurately."

Mia demonstrated, stepping forward. She dodged a zombie’s clumsy bite and drove her dagger into its skull. The zombie collapsed instantly.

"See? That’s how it’s done. Accurate, fast, and simple. Low-level zombies are easy to kill. With a little courage and a weapon, anyone can do it." The women watched with envy and admiration as Mia spoke.