Apocalypse King System

Seeing An Rushui's expression, Meng Fei explained, "These things are actually quite normal. Order has only one male leader, but there are millions of girls. Even with things like replicating phalluses, there aren't enough for all these girls to have one. So, it's only natural that many form lesbian couples, resulting in what you see."

Meng Fei shrugged, wearing a playful smile on her face.

At this moment, two girls by the street stopped, and one of them, a curvaceous and sexy beauty, blew a flying kiss towards An Rushui.

Startled, An Rushui hurriedly quickened her pace, finding it a bit difficult to accept such situations involving women together.

"Doesn't the leader care about these things?" An Rushui asked with some confusion.

"Why should the leader care? It's good for these women to release some tension. However, one thing to note is that virgins should be careful because our virginity rights are given to the master. So even if you have a girlfriend, be careful not to break that membrane, or you might face punishment from the Punishment Department!" Meng Fei's words made An Rushui's expression stiff. It seemed like she kept uttering words that sounded predatory and fierce. An Rushui wondered if the entire Order had this kind of atmosphere.

While walking, Meng Fei continued, "Also, you see those women from the Intelligence Department; they are generally the fastest-promoted group in Order. Many of them have accomplished great deeds, directly soaring to new heights, and some even step into the Arbitration Group!"

"The Arbitration Group!"

An Rushui had some understanding of the internal ranking system in Order. The entire Order's hierarchy is divided into nine levels, with the ninth being the highest and the first being the lowest. Currently, she held the second-lowest position, that of a common maid. Most women who join Order are at this level.

Of course, those in the outpost bases are exceptions and usually aren't included in this hierarchy. The lowest level, female slaves, are generally women who have committed serious offenses. They perform the dirtiest and most laborious tasks in the main base, earning just enough to sustain their basic needs.

Moving up from common maids, the ranks include female warriors, squad leaders, platoon leaders, commanders, legion commanders, members of the Arbitration Group, and finally, the highest position, the leader. The hierarchy is strict, and women with a difference of two or more levels have to salute each other when they meet. Women below the rank of legion commander are required to kneel and salute the Arbitration Group.

Members of the Arbitration Group have the authority to arbitrate and punish any woman below the rank of legion commander at their discretion. Each member of the Arbitration Group is personally chosen by the leader and is an exceptional talent, with most being core members of the celestial palace's harem.

In An Rushui's home city, the highest-ranking individual is only a commander. However, even this powerful esper has to kneel and salute upon encountering the Arbitration Group, highlighting their elevated status.

"Yes, countless women aspire to join the Arbitration Group, but the selection process is incredibly rigorous. Those who make it in are undoubtedly highly intelligent geniuses and experts in various fields related to interpersonal relationships. This department exists solely to serve the leader, and those who make it inside are unquestionably talented individuals!" Meng Fei explained.

Meng Fei gazed at the tower in the distance with a hint of envy in her eyes. While she was giving An Rushui a tour of the inner city, a command was issued directly from Derick's personal wristband, sent to the leaders of various departments such as the Showgirl Division, the Intelligence Division, and the Guard Division.

At the top floor of the Intelligence Division's tower, a myriad of sexual accessories were displayed, including artificial phalluses, double-headed devices, vibrators, condoms, erotic uniforms, whips, candles, and more. The room resembled an exhibition hall, adorned with various research materials, and the walls were covered with detailed analyses and information about Derick's body.

In the center of the room, a large desk hosted a mature and beautiful woman in a white lab coat. Her expression was cold yet carried a hint of intellectual gentleness. The woman perused a book in her hands, occasionally furrowing her brows.

Buzzing sounds echoed as the personal wristbands vibrated. The mature woman opened hers, saw the information sent by the leader, and after careful reading, pondered for a moment.

"Perfecting the harem system, indeed, it's necessary. Previously, as the leader mentioned, he wasn't very inclined towards it," the woman in the white lab coat smiled faintly. She then called her assistant to gather the members of the Intelligence Division for a meeting.

Soon, the entire tower bustled with activity as the women of the Intelligence Division swiftly mobilized. Meetings were a big deal, often heralding important announcements.

"Trouble is brewing. Take a look, everyone. The leader has sent a message, indicating the establishment of a comprehensive harem system. The harem will be categorized by levels, and new harem departments, such as the Sex Slave Camp and Bitch Camp, will be established. Even the esteemed goddesses who have received the leader's favor will be ranked from low to high, and each will be assigned to specific departments!"

The mature woman transmitted the files from her personal wristband to the dozens of women below, and everyone passed them around for examination.

"Professor, isn't this a good thing? It shows that the leader values our Intelligence Division. Why would you say it's troublesome?" A young woman below, after reviewing the documents, questioned the professor, the leader of the group.

The professor, named He Weilan, was a renowned figure in the world before the apocalypse, holding dual doctorates in psychology and biology. She was a genius with an IQ exceeding 200, a Nobel laureate, and, at the age of 32, the youngest professor at a prestigious university.

"The leader certainly values us, but implementing a perfected harem hierarchy will inevitably offend many. Those goddesses from the celestial palace and the main mothers, aren't they watching closely? The higher the harem rank, the higher the status, and the greater the chance of being favored by the leader!"

"But how to rank the harem, according to what rules, with what requirements? It's all up to us. If we don't satisfy them with the rankings, will those women from the celestial palace be pleased?"

"You're all women, and you know the capacity for jealousy among women. Regardless of how we arrange it, there will probably be dissatisfaction."

The young women below fell into silence, realizing that only the leader of the Intelligence Division dared to openly manipulate the rankings of the goddesses from the celestial palace. If it were someone else making such statements, it would have been considered disrespectful long ago.

However, given her high status, not only was she a member of the Arbitration Group, but she was also highly valued by the leader. Although her appearance wasn't exceptional, she had received numerous favors, even a daily supply of a certain amount of sacred fluid. This gave her the confidence to speak boldly, something the other members of the Intelligence Division didn't have when it came to arranging the rankings of the main mothers.

"Professor, logically speaking, how should we proceed? We have to follow the leader's command, but we also need to consider the opinions of the other main mothers. Previously, when the ranking system was not clarified, things were relatively easy. But once it's established, everything changes!"

The various women in the Intelligence Division below displayed different expressions. Some had good relationships with the goddesses from the celestial palace, and a few were even goddesses themselves. Their considerations were different, leading to a lively discussion.

"As for those goddess main mothers, what are they thinking? They're afraid of losing their status. We can't control that. Remember, you are here for the leader. In Order, all women are the leader's property, including you and me. Now, we have to be responsible to the leader. No matter what your thoughts are, obediently execute the order!"

The mature woman in the white coat had a serious expression. She then slapped the table, immediately silencing the women below.

Following that, their expressions turned reverent, and they collectively knelt towards the distant celestial palace. In unison, they proclaimed, "We firmly support the leader. We are willing to offer our bodies and souls to the leader. With our abilities, we will do everything within limits to ensure the leader experiences the utmost pleasure!"