Apocalypse King System

Her words made Derick's face stiffen. He had originally intended to slip away, but his steps came to an abrupt halt, and he rubbed his temples with a hint of headache.

"How long can the food inside the base last?"

"Estimated about two months. The population in the base is increasing, and the daily food supply is a huge number," said Yue Yiren with a hint of helplessness.

"Two months should be enough time. Recently, the pace of the female warriors clearing zombies has slowed down. Let them take turns entering the Magic Capital. I remember there are several large grain depots in the Magic Capital."

"Also, let the other female warriors cooperate to accelerate production. We can use the vast lands of the Grizzly for cultivation. After all, the current base population can't fill the entire city."

Yue Yiren nodded and recorded it in her notebook.

"Well, my lord, is it necessary to disrupt these new female soldiers and then scatter them among other female warrior teams? It can effectively prevent any accidents!"

"There's no need for that. Doing so might cause some emotional reactions among those female soldiers. For this attack on the Magic Capital, let them go together. It'll also let these female soldiers see what Order's methods and style are like!"

"Understood, my lord. Sister, I'll go arrange it first..."

After finalizing the matter, Yue Yiren put away her notes and kissed the man on the mouth, then left with a seductive sway in her steps.

Angelica watched the scene beside her, wearing a faint smile on her face, making the atmosphere seem unusually harmonious.

"Sister, why didn't I hear you speak just now? At least let those female soldiers know about your status as the mistress!"

Derick held his sister's slender waist, leaning in to speak by her ear.

"I don't say it, does that mean I'm not the elder brother in this harem, not the highest-ranking woman in Order?"

Angelica looked at her brother with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

"Now, now, the world is vast, and you, sister, are the greatest."

Derick chuckled, gently caressing his sister's abdomen, as if he could already feel a slight bulge, though it might just be his imagination.

"Sister, can you feel it? It seems like the little one is already forming..."

His heart was somewhat excited. Twins, well, the thought of it brought him some joy, and the ghostly-father fantasies were gradually surfacing in his mind.

"You're thinking too much. It takes at least two or three months for the fetus to form. It's been only about a month for me. Also, why do I feel like you're laughing so lecherously? Are you harboring some perverted thoughts?"

Angelica looked at her man with a suspicious expression. She couldn't shake the feeling that he was acting strangely since she got pregnant. Despite the excitement, there was a hint of mysterious lasciviousness.

"Surely you're overthinking, sister. I'm just thinking, should we, you and I, do it more often recently, and then use the semen to properly nourish our daughter, helping her grow faster."

"You're always thinking about these things. I haven't heard that a man's 'thing' can nurture the growth of a fetus."

Blushing, Angelica spoke.

"That's for ordinary people. I have Wood-type abilities in my body, inherently carrying a life essence. If we intentionally infuse life energy, not only can our daughter grow healthier, but it can also accelerate her physical development."

"Spit, spit, spit..."

Angelica spat lightly, turning her head away, feeling a bit embarrassed by what he said.

However, what Derick said was indeed true. Wood-type abilities could nurture the fetus, ensuring it was born without ailments, with a level of health beyond the ordinary. It could also, to some extent, promote fetal development.

But, for him, these things could be achieved just by holding his sister's hand, without the need for ejaculation or anything of the sort.

Derick embraced his sister's slender waist from behind, lowering his head to gaze at her slim figure. Under his influence, her bosom seemed to have expanded by a cup size.

A fiery red long dress highlighted Angelica's radiant and graceful appearance, both alluring and delicate, showcasing tempting curves. Derick observed every detail with interest.

With a thought, he quietly moved his hand down Angelica's lower abdomen, tracing along her belly and gradually moving downward, heading toward the intimate territory of the young woman.

"Mmm~"

Angelica softly moaned, slightly tightening her legs, leaning her body back, lying in the arms of the man.

Derick's fingers easily explored his sister's private area through her skirt, gently rubbing against her full and moist mound.

The soft and delicate texture of the light gauze skirt made a rustling sound, allowing Derick to clearly feel his sister's plump private parts even through her skirt and underwear.

Slowly, Derick's fingers began to trace along the entrance of his sister's private area, gradually pressing inward and gently rotating inside.

The cold and elegant young woman leaned against the man, her legs slightly clamped together, her eyes showing a hint of bewilderment and desire, exuding a pleasurable expression.

"Honey... not here, let's go back to the villa~"

Angelica gasped, not forgetting that they were still in broad daylight. Although this area of the base was likely to have people around, it still felt a bit shameful to be so exposed.

"Okay."

Derick hugged his sister and was about to fly away directly when he saw three people flying over from the distance.

Soon, Lisa, Judy, and the zombie girl landed in front of Derick.

"Daddy..."

Before she could even stand firmly, the zombie girl clearly smelled Derick's scent and her eyes glowed with a bloody light as she pounced directly.

"Oops..."

Derick took a step back from the impact, steadying himself, and then looked utterly bewildered.

"Whose child is this? Why is she so strong, and why is she calling me Dad as soon as we meet?"

As he looked at the girl in his arms, his heart couldn't help but skip a beat. She was simply too perfect, naturally unadorned. A delicately carved, heavenly face radiated a joyful smile. At this moment, she clung to him tightly, looking up and repeatedly calling him Dad.

"Wait, wait, wait. Whose child are you, and why are you calling me Dad?"

Derick, looking utterly confused, lifted the girl in his arms, examining her from top to bottom, unable to find any resemblance to himself.

"My lord, please wait a moment."

Judy and Lisa exchanged glances and quickly spoke up.

On the side, Angelica was pushed aside by the zombie girl. Initially a bit annoyed, she quieted down after seeing Lisa's reaction.

"Wait a moment, my lord. She's a zombie..."

Lisa's words startled both Derick and Angelica. Upon closer inspection, the girl indeed had blood-red beautiful eyes and four Carl teeth, though not very prominent. It was undeniable that she had the characteristics of a zombie.

"Indeed a zombie. Who are you?"

Derick scrutinized the girl, although very beautiful, the thought of her being a zombie brought to mind the stench of decay and the bloody smell of rotting flesh.

"Ugh... Dad, it's... it's me."

Seeing Derick's reaction, the zombie girl suddenly looked heartbroken, tears streaming down her face. She appeared pitiful, like a small obedient kitten in his arms.

"Don't beat around the bush, spill the beans. How did she come here, and why did you bring her in?"

Angelica pulled Lisa and Judy in, urging them to quickly explain the whole situation.

"So, the remaining zombies from Grizzly were led away by her?"

Derick looked at the girl he held in his hands, dressed in a white long dress. Despite her perfect appearance, even surpassing Angelica, she seemed harmless. Tearfully, she gazed at him, resembling an abandoned puppy.

"Dad... Dad, don't go. Dad, do you not want me anymore?"

Seeing the girl in this state, Derick felt a headache. There was a tinge of pity in his heart. He gently placed her down, but she immediately rushed back, tightly hugging Derick.

"Um... she seems to be non-aggressive, huh?"

Judy scratched her head, observing the zombie girl who clung to Derick. She was a far cry from the previous zombie king who looked down on all, commanding hordes of zombies.