105: Chapter 105 These Three Days

Three days later, the Many Children, Many Blessings continued to cut through the waves in the Abyssal Sea Region.

The sea was calm, the sunlight gentle, devoid of the solemn urgency one would expect from an apocalyptic world.

This stretch of sea seemed specially prepared as a resting place for the Survivor, allowing people to find a moment of peace amidst the endless drifting.

However, for Captain Li Taiping, this peace felt a bit too thick.

Outside the captain's exclusive bedroom, this night.

Su Mei wore a form-fitting, burgundy bodycon dress that perfectly outlined her alluring curves.

She raised her right hand, her fair knuckles pausing in mid-air.

Knock, or not?

Su Mei habitually rubbed her temples, a trace of helplessness flickering across her exquisite face.

Even through the thick door, sounds that would make one blush still leaked out.

"Ah, Captain, be gentler!"

This was Lin Weiyu's voice, carrying a hint of shyness and a heavy dose of desperation.

"This tail is ***, you can't **!"

Followed by Lin Qingxue's exclamation.

"Ah! Ah! Captain, don't—, don't—!"

"If you bend it anymore, it's going to break!"

Accompanied by the faint clicking sounds of moving parts,

Su Mei lightly bit her lower lip with her upper teeth.

She knew all too well what was happening inside.

These past three days, Li Taiping had completely let himself go.

Ever since everyone had advanced to the peak of good grade.

Ever since that small mountain of AK-47s and infinite ammunition had appeared.

Li Taiping's tightly wound nerves had snapped.

He treated this apocalyptic battleship as a luxury cruise ship in the Maldives.

For three whole days, he hadn't even stepped out of his bedroom.

During these three days, Su Mei became the de facto Chief Steward.

She single-handedly shouldered all the logistics of the Many Children, Many Blessings.

Opening the trading panel, handling the tidal wave of trade messages.

Those top-tier Survivor who seemed untouchable in the eyes of ordinary Survivor were now groveling, just to exchange for a bit of survival supplies.

Yesterday, that arrogant number three on the area channel.

In exchange for a few dozen pieces of good grade materials, he practically offered up his prized Excellent Grade high-explosive grenade blueprint with both hands.

That fawning tone of his, Su Mei still found it amusing to recall.

This was the power of overwhelming strength.

Su Mei's methods were extremely simple.

Buy low, sell high, hoard and corner the market.

The foundation of the Many Children, Many Blessings experienced explosive growth over these three days.

Excellent Grade energy stones, originally only four.

Now? Eighteen!

Not to mention the piles of Excellent Grade item blueprints.

Even leisure and entertainment items—nail polish, face masks, hair accessories, red wine—had accumulated to the point of nearly overflowing the warehouse.

Precisely because their foundation was solid, the quality of life on the ship was maxed out.

In this survival world where everyone was desperately scrambling just to stay alive,

The girls on the Many Children, Many Blessings were applying face masks, sipping red wine, and getting manicures.

It was utterly absurd.

If those struggling Survivor in the chat channels saw this, they'd probably be jealous enough to spit blood on the spot.

And all of this was what Li Taiping had fought for with his life.

Su Mei had watched that man come all this way.

Turning a broken raft into the current mobile fortress on the sea.

He was too tired.

So, when Li Taiping made some excessive demands, Su Mei not only didn't stop him, but even added fuel to the fire.

She personally gave the girls extra coaching.

Teaching them how to act coy, how to play hard to get, how to pamper that man until his bones went soft.

Open his mouth, and peeled, crystal-clear grapes would be fed to him.

Raise his hand, and soft, warm hands would help him dress.

Nightly revelry, sharing the same large blanket.

These three days, Li Taiping practically lived the ultimate dream of every man.

Especially that pair of twins.

Lin Weiyu and Lin Qingxue.

Su Mei had tailored a transformation route for them.

Lin Weiyu took the wild and voluptuous path.

Furry cat ears, a fluffy fox tail, an over-the-top, cow-level figure—a perfect fusion of pure desire and wildness.

Su Mei had touched that tail; its texture was smoother than the finest velvet.

Lin Qingxue, on the other hand, was futuristic tech style.

Silver-white metallic patterns covered her skin, a curvaceous mecha-girl form, with blue energy halos at her joints, exuding an aura of restraint.

A blend of icy cold and fiery heat.

Li Taiping had absolutely no resistance to this kind of 'anime come to life' playstyle.

These three days, he was like a mischievous child with a new toy, forgetting to eat and sleep while studying human anatomy.

But now, Su Mei felt something was off.

She increased the pressure of her fingers on her temples.

Li Taiping had sunk too deep into the gentle trap.

He truly treated this place as a resort.

He forgot that the Abyssal Sea Region was just a transit point; the Ink-Wind Mountain and Sea Region ahead was the real hell.

The nautical chart appeared in Su Mei's mind.

The location of the Ink-Wind Mountain and Sea Region was marked by the system in a glaring, bloody red.

Just a glance was enough to send a chill down one's spine.

Danger could descend at any moment.

And the captain was still wallowing.

Su Mei's gaze passed through the porthole towards the deck.

*Clang! Clang!*

Clear sounds of metal clashing came through.

That was Xia Zhi.

She wore a practical, form-fitting combat suit, sweat soaking through the back.

The longsword in her hand turned into afterimages, sword energy tearing through the air.

With a single swing, the sea surface ahead of the deck was directly split open by a half-meter-deep white wave.

She was ruthlessly pushing her physical limits.

It wasn't just Xia Zhi.

In the ecological garden, Yu Tong and Yun Jinxin were squatting in the soil.

Their faces were smeared with mud, but they were smiling brightly.

They were cultivating a new batch of mutated crops.

From the direction of the kitchen, He Yushui wore an apron.

A meat broth brimming with spiritual energy bubbled in the pot; she was repeatedly testing new spiritual food recipes.

In the forging room, Lin Shishi was like a witch, forging various strange structures or equipment.

On top of the cabin, Sa Wanwan twisted her body into incredible yoga poses, with Chu Mengyao studying earnestly.

All the girls had their own tasks, their own work.

They didn't become complacent just because they had AK-47s.

They deeply understood that in this cannibalistic world, strength was the only true currency.

They wanted to keep up with Li Taiping's pace, not become mere ornaments.

Everyone was working hard.

Except for the man who should be working the hardest; he was currently drowning in debauchery in the gentle trap.

Everyone was willing to indulge him.

Because he had achieved the world's number one accomplishment.

Because he had given everyone the confidence to survive in this apocalypse.

No one would blame him for relaxing for a few days.

The Abyssal Sea Region was indeed safe.

They hadn't even encountered a strand of seaweed over seventy percent of the journey.

But, everything has its limits.

Three days.

A full three days.

If this keeps up, even kidneys of iron won't be able to take it!

Who understands?

The Chief Steward was worried sick.

Su Mei took a deep breath, her ample chest heaving once, her gaze gradually turning resolute.

He couldn't be indulged any longer.

If he sank any deeper, this lion would turn into a weakling.

As the Chief Steward of this home, as the woman he trusted most.

She had the responsibility, and the duty, to slap this man obsessed with beauty awake.

Even if it interrupted his fun, even if it made him angry!

Su Mei clenched her fist; she hesitated no longer.

Her arm exerted force abruptly.

*Bang!*

The door was pushed open by her.