102: Chapter 102 Doomsday? Vacation!

In the master bedroom on the third floor, a violent storm was raging—a grand movement concerning the origin of life.

Meanwhile, on the second floor of this steel behemoth, another war concerning 'survival and plunder' was silently unfolding.

If Li Taiping was the spiritual totem and absolute military force of this ship, then the girls gathered in the second-floor common room were the precision gears keeping this massive empire running.

This place had been temporarily converted into the combat command center for the 'Many Children, Many Blessings'.

Under the soft light of crystal lamps, the leather sofas were soft and comfortable.

The air was filled with a faint scent of incense, a complete contrast to the pitch-black, cold,

and death-entwined deep-sea world outside the window; they were two entirely different dimensions.

Chu Mengyao sat upright, her slender fingers dancing rapidly across a floating virtual light screen, moving so fast they left behind afterimages.

"Sister Mei, there's news from Shen Xiu of the Monarchs Personal Guard again."

"They've discovered a new Excellent Grade copper ore vein at point B-3 in the Ice Island mining area. He's asking if we want to increase our purchase volume."

"Tell him yes. Price as usual, settled with food and fresh water."

An incredibly languid voice drifted over from the chaise longue nearby.

Su Mei was slumped ungracefully against the expensive velvet cushions.

She had a hydrating facial mask on her face—a luxury beyond price in this world—and held a steaming cup of brown sugar ginger tea in her hand.

She didn't even bother to lift her eyelids, her voice muffled as she spoke:

"Also, tell him if they can finish mining it within a week, I'll give him two extra crates of—instant noodles."

"Understood." Chu Mengyao tapped her finger and quickly replied.

Nearby, the Twin Sisters were responsible for duplicating and packaging various trading goods through the treasure basin before sending them to the trading partners.

"Reporting to Sister Mei! The transaction with Shen Xiu is complete. The other party expressed twelve-thousand-fold gratitude for our efficiency and reiterated their undying loyalty to the Monarch!"

The elder of the Twin Sisters reported.

"Got it," Su Mei replied lazily.

On the other side, Lin Shishi was in charge of advertising.

Just then, her gaze suddenly sharpened.

"Sister Mei, someone with the ID 'Doomsday Lone Wolf' sent a message. He says he has a special item blueprint called 'Portable Nutrient Paste Synthesizer'."

"Oh?" Su Mei arched an eyebrow, seemingly showing a bit of interest. "Send over the attributes and let me see."

Lin Shishi read out the blueprint's attributes:

"It can synthesize various organic matters—like tree bark, grass roots, or even rotten meat—into high-calorie nutrient paste.

Although the taste is terrible, like eating vomit, one tube can sustain an adult's survival needs for a day."

At this point, Lin Shishi paused.

"The asking price is very high. He wants a month's worth of fine rice and white flour for ten people, plus five crates of antibiotics.

He says it's a doomsday divine tool that can save lives."

The air went silent for a few seconds.

Then, as if she had heard the world's biggest joke, Su Mei let out a contemptuous scoff.

"Nutrient paste? Vomit?"

"Tell him that kind of garbage is only fit for feeding pigs."

"No, even the pigs we raise wouldn't eat it!"

"Also, blacklist him. Such a short-sighted fellow is an eyesore."

"Yes!"

Lin Shishi suppressed a laugh and quickly executed the command.

She imagined that 'Doomsday Lone Wolf', who treated the 'nutrient paste' as a family heirloom, would probably question his life choices after receiving the reply.

Though there weren't many people in the command center, the division of labor was clear and the efficiency was extremely high.

They were like a well-coordinated team, handling all the tedious logistical matters for Li Taiping, the hands-off boss.

While they were busy, the 'clang clang' sound of metal clashing came from the deck.

Xia Zhi was still practicing her swordplay.

Under the cold moonlight, she held the cold iron sword, repeating the basic cleaves, chops, stabs, and upward slashes over and over again.

Her movements were as fast as lightning, each swing accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.

Her eyes were focused and determined, as if the entire world consisted only of her and the sword in her hand.

Beside her stood a row of fishing rods of various lengths.

Those were her recent new toys.

She seemed to be trying to integrate sword techniques into the control of these 'long weapons'.

Occasionally, she would pick up a fishing rod and wield it like a spear, making it whistle through the air.

The image, though a bit jarring, possessed a unique kind of valiant charm.

Meanwhile, in the coziest corner of the ship—Su Mei's room.

A completely different scene was taking place.

"Ahhh! Left! There's a zombie on the left! Its guts are falling out!"

"Don't be afraid, Yu Tong! Big sister will protect you! Watch my golden headshot!"

Two figures wearing VR headsets were gesticulating wildly at the air, letting out occasional screams of terror or excitement.

Yun Jinxin and Yu Tong.

These two youngest and most simple-minded girls had been shoved into the world of VR games by Su Mei under the guise of 'special training'.

Su Mei strolled back from the command center, wine glass in hand. Watching these two little ones immersed in the virtual world, a doting smile curled her lips.

She was like the 'head housekeeper' or 'strict mother' of this big family.

To outsiders, she was a shrewd, calculating vixen who would strip you to the bone;

Within the group, she was the Grand Manager Su who controlled the overall situation, trained the newcomers, and looked after her sisters.

As for that bad man who was currently being a 'hands-off boss' in the third-floor bedroom, enjoying the company of multiple beauties...

Su Mei looked up at the ceiling, as if she could see through the floorboards to the heart-pounding scenes above.

"Hmph, lucky you."

She took a small sip of red wine, her eyes shimmering with seductive charm.

"Tomorrow... it looks like I need to hurry up and cultivate too. Otherwise, this ship full of vixens will steal my position sooner or later."

...

As the night deepened, the wind and waves persisted.

But this ark named 'Many Children, Many Blessings' remained as steady as a mountain in the doomsday ocean.

Everyone was living in their own way, and everyone was working hard for the future of this team.

Some were calculating for the world, some were sharpening their edges, and some were enjoying childhood innocence.

And of course, some...

Were engaged in the most primitive and diligent cultivation for the continuation and expansion of the human race.

Everything was so harmonious, so... enviable and hateful.

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