Lewd skill in a filthy world-Chapter 75. Gegee walks in

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Chapter 75: 75. Gegee walks in

Evening – Safezone

The sun had already dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the battered streets. One by one, the flickering lights of the safezone buzzed to life. The chaos of the day was beginning to settle. The violent scuffles for food and supplies had faded into a grim silence, leaving behind people with broken pride, and hungry eyes. Some had managed to claim their share of food. Others hadn’t. And the disparity brewed quiet tension amongst the players.

However, Shin walked through it all unbothered. His servants had gathered more than enough for the three of them.

They returned to their quiet room. Shin unlocked the door, stepped inside, and the two women followed. The door clicked shut behind them. Then locked.

Without a word, they climbed onto the bed. Shin sat in the center, with Sylvia and Lilian flanking him on either side.

Lilian opened a plastic bag and pulled out a stash of roasted sweet potatoes, placing them between them on the blanket. Sylvia followed, retrieving a couple of water bottles. She tossed one to Lilian, and gently handed the other to Shin. Then, without ceremony, they began to eat.

"Mmm... not bad at all," Shin muttered, chewing thoughtfully.

Sylvia took a bite and blinked in surprise. "Whoa... that’s actually really good."

"It’s been so long since I had anything," Lilian groaned with relief, her voice muffled as she stuffed another piece into her mouth. "I can feel the food warming my whole belly..."

That’s when it struck Shin that he’d barely ever seen them eat before. In fact, he’d just assumed they didn’t need to. Just NPCs. AI characters created to compliment the safezones. But now they were starving?!...

He cleared his throat. "Hey... I thought you two didn’t really need food. Or didn’t like eating."

Sylvia paused mid-bite, tilting her head with mock offense. "Who doesn’t like eating?"

"It’s not that we don’t like it, Master," Lilian said softly. "We’re usually sustained by the god’s blessing. As believers, we rarely feel hunger. But... that blessing is weakening. Every day, it fades a little more. Probably because the other believers were all slaughtered. Without their faith, the link is breaking. And now... we’ve started to feel it. The hunger."

Shin nodded slowly, though a part of him scoffed at the idea of these NPCs calling themselves "believers" and worshipping the system as a god. Buf he couldn’t help but wonder....if their connection with the system was fraying, if they were starting to eat, then maybe they weren’t just lines of code anymore. Maybe they were becoming something more.

Maybe they were becoming real humans.

He didn’t hate the thought.

They finished their meal in silence, exchanging quiet stories: memories that were never lived, dreams probably hardcoded into their minds, and small moments of comfort. When their stomachs were full, they curled up beside Shin on the bed. The girls clung to him through the night.

And for once, the system didn’t deduct a single coin for the cuddles.

**

The Next Morning – Outside the Safezone

Far from the safety of the zone, a rust-stained transport truck sat idling in the pale dawn. After driving all night toward Tokyo, it finally came to a halt just beyond the perimeter, close enough to see the SZ walls, far enough to avoid detection. It would serve as their staging ground.

Gegee rose and kicked the others awake.

Her mission to locate and eliminate the so-called "tough kid" who had killed Gerald... and somehow pushed Tony, a monster among men into suicide was about to begin!

The fact that Tony resorted to suicide was absurd. But that only made her intrigued to know more about this kid before actually killing him.

"Leonel," she barked.

The man with the technomancer system climbed out of the back of the truck, eyes still half-lidded from sleep.

"Do your thing."

Without replying, Leonel raised his hand. A shimmer of translucent light flared before him as his system interface came online.

"System," he muttered. "Activate Neural Sync: Dominion Protocol."

[Neural Sync – Dominion Protocol... Activated]

[Establishing connection to regional tech nodes...]

[Overriding firewalls...]

[Surveillance grid initiated.]

Leonel’s eyes fluttered shut. His consciousness spread like a wave. In a one-kilometer radius, all technology gadgets began to stir no matter how old, broken, or forgotten they were. Phones buried under rubble buzzed. Abandoned cars blinked with dashboard lights. Streetlamps shimmered softly in the haze of morning dust. Every surviving scrap of tech became his eyes.

He pulled GPS coordinates, scoured device histories, even skimmed fragmented texts off cracked screens.

Moments later, he smirked. "Found him."

By the time they arrived in Tokyo very early, Gegee had sent Ado into the safezone to check if the boy was around since he knew where he lived. Now there, it became easy for Leonel to track Shin via Ado’s phone.

Shin was inside his room. Doing morning push-ups unknown to him that every tech gadget around him had become Leonel’s eyes.

Gegee stepped closer, arms crossed. "Location?"

Leonel raised his hand, projecting a glowing 3D map into the air. A blinking red dot marked a building near the center of the zone.

"There. Room 104. About three hundred meters from the gate. He’s with two women."

Gegee smiled. A slow, deliberate curl of her lips.

"Perfect. I’m going in."

***

One Hour Later – Safezone

Gegee strutted through the safezone gates for the first time of her life, taking the sight before her.

Red-belted stilettos clicked against cracked concrete. Her denim-blue shorts that clung to her thighs were so small, and so tight they could’ve passed for a belt. A cream crop top exposed her toned stomach, while her golden hair cascaded past her chest like a waterfall of silk.

Dark sunglasses masked her eyes, giving her the cool, untouchable vibe of someone who didn’t belong in an apocalypse, but on a tropical vacation.

Even though it was early, people were already awake, planning their moves, deciding who to hunt for the day, all in the race to gather enough coins to reach the next phase.

That’s when they saw her walk in.

All eyes turned.

She looked nothing like a killer.

But that was the point.

She smirked. If the boy she’s hunting loved women as Ado had said, then he wouldn’t be able to control himself: not after getting a glimpse of this overly sexy, drop-dead gorgeous body of hers.

TBC

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