Chapter 18 – 018 – Let’s Try to Get a New Pussy Slave
There was a time when I drank beer or wine with Hyejeong,
I guess she secretly told me what was on her mind when she was drunk.
‘Hmm… , Are you really jealous? Or are you afraid that a new pussy slave will come and be abandoned by me… ?’
I was thinking of something like jealousy that girls often have,
Hyejeong’s answer was completely opposite to what I thought.
“… Hey, I have a great idea… I have one younger sister. She’s prettier than me…
He’s still younger than me… , Wouldn’t it be nice to make my sister your master’s new pussy slave… ?”
“… What?! Really?! No, fuck. … Then you should have said it sooner. Where do you live… ?
Ah… , Fuck. It’s my fault. Oh, I didn’t know you had a little sister, wait. No. I think it was written on a notepad there…
Oh, crazy. She’s a zombie by now…? Well, it’s a waste, really… It’s such a waste… Ah… , OMG… What a shame…
I forgot she had a little sister… , Then you will be pretty to some extent because of your genetic makeup her her… She should have been brought… Oh my…”
I suddenly felt like my country was ruined, the earth was ruined, and my life was ruined.
The sound of “Oh my gosh~ oh my gosh” Came out of my mouth.
“… Well, that’s why I’m telling you. … Well, can we go rescue my little sister? .
Water, of course I know there are a lot of zombies outside… , … Sniff, … Well, I really miss her younger brother and family her, her her …
I won’t be able to see her husband again for the rest of my life… , I really don’t have time to worry anymore…
I miss her sister and her parents… Please… Because I will be your master’s pussy slave for the rest of my life…”
“Where does your younger brother live? Since she talks about her family, does she live with her parents?”
“Yes… She’s a graduate student… She’s I commute from home to school…
She’s probably staying with her parents. My parents’ house isn’t that far from here.
We all live in Nam-gu. About 10 minutes by car? “5 minutes at best?”
“Hmm, wait a minute. “I’ll try my best.”
The survival rate of Project Zombie World announced by the game manufacturer is as follows.
Survival rate 1% per month
Survival rate at 3 months: 0.1%
1 year survival rate 0.01%
3-year survival rate of 0.001% (starting to maintain the status quo. Those who are left behind are already behind.)
Survival rate based on 5 years: 0.001% (From this point on, it starts to increase. Adaptation to the zombie apocalypse.)
Survival rate based on 10 years is 0.003% (3-fold increase over population based on 5 years. Everyone has a lot of babies because there is nothing else to do.)
According to this survival rate data… ,
It’s the 6th day now… , Uh… Hmm…
More than 10% must be alive… , Fuck… ? Oh, I don’t know.
‘Wouldn’t there be a 30% chance of being alive as King Lee Godsim?’
According to my brain calculator, the probability that Hyejeong’s crazy little brother is alive is approximately 30%.
In fact, it may not be 5%. Especially in the beginning, you fall behind a lot.
But do I have to go through that zombie field for that chance?
Is the benefit worth the risk?
“Your sister is prettier than you? How much prettier is it?”
“… , … , … “She’s about 100 times prettier than me.”
“Hey. Don’t be a jerk. If she is 100 times prettier than you, she is already a top celebrity in the world. Be honest. “I’m uglier than you, right?”
If it’s ugly, I won’t go looking for it.
But Hyejeong thinks it’s because I show off like this so much,
She strongly asserted that she was much prettier than him.
“… Oh, no. Really, really, seriously, she’s prettier than me. I swear to God, she is her prettier.
I’m young… She is 25 years old. She is much prettier than me… , She is It’s very popular… It’s really pretty. Black… Please save me…”
“Exactly how many times prettier is it? Speak seriously.
After listening to that, I will decide whether to go rescue you or not.
If it exceeds 10 times, it just won’t go. Because it must be old.”
“… , … , … Um, um… It’s definitely four times prettier.”
“Four times? “Are you four times sure?”
“Yes…”
“I don’t have much spirit in my answer… ?”
“Yes! “You’re definitely 4 times prettier than me!”
“Hmm… , 4 times…”
She’s 4 times prettier than Hyejeong… ?
Hyejeong was originally supposed to hit 4 daughters, but she did 4 sets of 4 daughters and ended up giving 16 daughters…
If you add 4 times more…
‘… 64 Daughter? There was a crazy bitch, Busey, who made it possible for my 64-year-old daughter… ?’
If there is such a crazy, passionate bitch… ,
Of course, you have to go rescue it.
Her head she refuses, but her cock makes her do it.
And I always listened to my dick better than my head.
‘… Hmm.’
But honestly, it seemed like crap.
It smelled like shit.
Nevertheless…
‘Even if Hyejeong’s size is 4 times worse… , Even if it is doubled…’
First of all, being twice as pretty as Hyejeong was a huge advantage.
‘As Hye-jeong said, he is 5 years younger than Hye-jeong… ,
First of all, that pretty girl isn’t going anywhere…
There’s no chance of it being a complete disaster… Hmm… , Then…
In that case… , My Solomon cock, give me the answer.’
– Gosh! New pussy slave gaazaaaaa! Hyejeong and Hyejeong’s sister rice bowl with her younger brother her her her! Let’s cum in her her her her pussy her and make her pregnant together! If mom is young and pretty, let’s fuck her! Mother and daughter rice bowl! Sister rice bowl! Sex!! Sex ugh!!! –
My Solomon cock answered.
As expected, my Solomon dick was smart.
She was only thinking about her younger sister, but this guy taught me that if her mom is alive, she can also have a mother-daughter rice bowl.
Also… , My solomon cock… It’s trustworthy…
He is truly my true teacher.
‘Let’s go. I believe in Solomon Jaji, my true teacher.’
This is the angle you have to go.
I decided.
I decided to find a new pussy slave.
“Good. Hyejeong goes to rescue your younger brother. At the same time, I will also save your parents.
Your mother… , I hope her mom is especially safe. Hmm…”
“… Ugh, huh, … Persimmon, thank you. Master… Sniff… Thank you…”
Hyejeong did n’t seem to understand what I really meant when I said I especially hoped her mother was safe.
She was just so happy that I was there to save her that she hugged me with tears in her eyes and said she was happy.
‘Hmm, but…’
But fuck.
How do I get there?
I thought about it for a moment.
Zombie…
It’s scary…
First of all, the problem started with zombies wandering around in front of the front door of Hyejeong’s house where me and Hyejeong lived.
I looked outside the front door through the intercom screen in the living room.
This was because there was a zombie wandering around outside the front door since yesterday.
Because of that zombie bastard, I had to hold my breath and have sex quietly since yesterday.
Now I can’t hear Hyejeong’s dirty moans coming from outside the bedroom.
In the kitchen, bathroom, living room, or sometimes right in front of the front door, you can’t have fun and have fun.
So after that zombie came, my stress level gradually increased and I became irritated.
“… That bastard a few days ago,
He was one of the delivery drivers who brought bottled water and canned food to my house… ,
Why did she become a zombie and why is she messing around here… ?”
“… Oh, that… I know. Master.
… Lord, when my master fell into a deep sleep for a while after drinking and having sex with me… ,
I saw him come to my house and bang on the door to get me to open it, then get bitten by zombies…”
“Really?”
“Yes. He was in front of my house and heard a noise and saw zombies coming up the stairs, so he ran upstairs…
I’m scared, I’m drunk and I have no strength… , I just pretended like it wasn’t there…
When the delivery driver first knocked on the door, he said he knew there was a lot of water and canned food here… ,
I was just knocking on the door asking me to live with him… It seems that the loud noise attracted the attention of the zombies.
And when I see that you have become a zombie… Even though I couldn’t save him, I hoped he could escape…
In the end, it looks like he couldn’t escape and he was caught by zombies, bitten and turned into a zombie… It’s pitiful…”
“Oh… , Okay… ? Something like that happened… ? I don’t feel sorry at all?
Anyway, good job. You didn’t open it. Next time, never open it.
“If we had opened the door to a guy like that, we would all have been screwed.”
What is that idiotic delivery driver?
If I wanted supplies, I should have gone to a warehouse or something…
In an urgent moment, I remembered that I had moved a lot of bottled water and canned food here, so I came to my house… ?
Is it bad…? I wouldn’t think like that either…
“Oh, fuck… Anyway, I can’t even open the front door because of that bastard… ,
Even after becoming a zombie, why do you keep wandering around in front of my house with me? .”
“… Yeah, that’s right. … I obviously went upstairs to run away.
… Do you even have the last memory of your life before you die? ?”
“Well, anyway, Hyejeong has to go quickly and save her younger brother…”
“Ha… , … Because of that bastard zombie delivery driver… ,
What if my younger brother and parents die… ? Ugh… Black…”
I held Hyejeong for a moment and comforted her, then tried to roll her head.
Is there any chance of survival by going out of the house, which is a zombie field like this? ?
First, I went out into the real world and armed myself by buying a baseball bat, a large, hard kitchen knife, and a parru.
To avoid being bitten by zombies, I made a cover out of something like thick cardboard and put on thick clothes.
