Apocalypse King: Recruiting S-Tier Beauties With My Ruler System
Chapter 99: The Paper Thin Walls...

Chapter 99: The Paper Thin Walls...

John Wang’s POV

March 18, 20xx — 04:35 AM

Archery Club Room — Inner Storage → Main Room

She was finally still.

Mu Qinglan’s body slumped against my chest, her skin damp with sweat, her breath soft but steady. Her thighs were still shaking, even in sleep, legs curled around mine like she hadn’t yet realised the fight was over.

But I didn’t move her.

I rested my hands on her soft hips for a moment, enjoying the lingering heat and marks from our last climax. The sticky, moist heat was slowly cooling, and the ache in my body fading into something that almost resembled post-workout soreness.

"Nn..."

Her head rested below my collarbone, her lips parted slightly. A dark hickey bloomed just beneath her jaw. Her hair was a mess, splayed over her shoulders and mine, strands still stuck to my neck and chest.

I ran a hand slowly down her back.

The marks she left on me still stung.

Claw tracks — not deep enough to bleed, but deep enough to linger for days.

Kiss marks were scattered across my ribs. Her lipstick was long gone, but the imprint of her mouth remained in bruised purples and half-bitten lines.

I looked at the system, still blinking faintly at the edge of my vision.

[Mu Qinglan Affection: 450/500]

It had peaked at one point.

Too high.

Too bright.

I’d seen [1000/500] flash for a single heartbeat before it settled, then only to rise into a broken digit that made no sense... The only clue I found was the glow of her eyes and how intense her voice became.

A climax...

Or when I came inside her.

That’s when it spiked the highest, and I felt a sense of danger.

Passion.

Bloodlust.

Obsession.

That wasn’t normal.

It shouldn’t have been possible.

I should’ve questioned it more, but my thoughts were too concerned with the bounce of her hips, the sway of her tits... and of course how warm and tight she was.

Everything felt slow now.

The soft creak came first.

A shift beyond the wall. Wood against wood. Like someone backing away from the storage door — too late, too quietly. I felt my breath catch.

They’d heard us.

All of them.

Faint voices — muffled, indistinct. The movement was clearer: cloth shifting, someone whispering too quickly to catch the words. Then a different sound — someone’s boot scraping across the floor as they backed away from the side wall.

There was no surprise in me.

Just the slow realisation that I could feel who it had been.

The last one to leave had been Shen Yifei.

Her affection rating had dipped.

Then risen again.

’I should go speak to her...’

Not just once — in waves. Like her emotions were chewing themselves raw.

Like she’d tried to tear herself away and failed more than once. I couldn’t blame her.

A single day outside felt like a week.

Two, maybe. People collapsed fast under pressure.

They also formed attachments even faster.

I tilted my head slightly and sighed. For some reason, I couldn’t stop myself, all the frustration, fear and stress exploded. Squelch. The mass of creamy white fluids inside Qinglan bubbled and pooled beneath her.

Four loads...

Thankfully, she drank the contraceptive soda. Though it seemed strange, Qinglan happily drank it as long as I promised to keep going.

The male version seemed appealing.

Jiang Roulan and Shen Yifei came to mind... I don’t know why.

I moved gently.

Uncurled Qinglan’s arms from my neck and lay her on her side. She didn’t stir. She was gone. Spent. Her expression was soft, her mouth barely open.

I stood slowly.

Every inch of me ached.

There was no point in dressing fully. I grabbed my pants and pulled them on, then pushed open the door with one hand and stepped out into the main hall.

The air hit me immediately.

Cooler — yes — but still thick. It was different here now. Heavier. Carried something else.

It released the thick air trapped inside the small room, stuffy, tangy, filled with musk and salt. Qinglan’s perfume vanished under the weight of sex, replaced by the sharpness of our sweat, and the deep, almost sweet scent of our mixed fluids.

All that I had poured into her.

Eyes turned to me.

Deng Hua looked away immediately, his back going stiff. Chen Xun blinked hard and leaned forward, as if he had just stared at the ground long enough, he could disappear.

Zhou Xue met my gaze and didn’t flinch — but I saw the heat rise across her cheeks.

Liang Mei’s eyes widened before she looked down, pressing her hands flat against her knees. Her breath caught slightly.

Liang Qiu...

She wrapped herself in her blanket.

Huddled near the back, facing the wall.

But her shoulders shifted at the sound of the door. She didn’t speak. She didn’t turn. Her fingers dug just slightly deeper into the cloth.

The blanket hid her face, but not the shine in her eyes.

I could see them. Wet. Wide.

Still watching me through the edge of the fabric.

Mu Qinglan’s scent had followed me out — it clung to my chest, to the sweat on my neck, to the bruised skin below my jaw.

The ice blue rose mark pulsed faintly near my sternum, visible now that my shirt was gone. My back stung from where her nails had left their message. Even my abs were marked — scratched and bitten and red in the dim light.

No one said anything.

But I felt it in the silence.

The tension.

The quiet heat.

The shift in how they looked at me.

The men didn’t know where to look. The women tried not to react — but they did. In small ways. Gulped breath. Averted eyes. Lingering stares.

And behind all of them, behind the heavy air and the ragged silence... one feeling rose above the rest.

Curiosity.

I exhaled once. Deeply enjoying the fresh morning air. But I didn’t explain. There wasn’t any need for me to do so... at least Yifei might be upset. But I knew she would understand in the end. I was just a man and had needs.

Instead, I said what needed to be said.

"Rest in shifts," I said.

"I’ll be back in six hours. Don’t leave the room."

——

Shen Yifei’s eyes burned into my back as I left, but right now wasn’t the time to comfort her.

I opened the window, a long drop, but there was a ledge on the floor below. "Hah!"

My body flung through the hole.

I hurled myself through the gap. Thud.

My hips dropped, knees bent just enough to absorb the impact... A loud noise echoed, drawing the attention of countless zombies.

’System, how many zombies are near and please locate any Stage Twos.’

I needed to dismantle all the zombies for some extra points.

Thanks to having sex with Qinglan, I achieved something amazing... it made me realise that cultivation was important.

▼ STATUS

Name: John Wang

Title: Harbinger of the Lunar Beast

Titan Marrow Sutra—Stage 2: 2% [Steel Frame]

Stage: 3

"Phew... I didn’t feel anything!"

The amazement overwhelmed me from reaching the Steel frame stage... my body became more durable, but that was only a side effect.

’According to the system...’

[Stage 2 – Steel Frame]

Inner marrow creates slow regenerative pulses.

Heavy strikes no longer bruise.

Changes:

-Subtle grey hue to bones (seen in wounds), muscles ripple under skin. Stamina, blood, and mental recovery improved.

- Muscles enhanced! Type I (slow-twitch) and Type II (fast-twitch) fibres mutated into a new Type III muscle, combining both factors and improving them.

It wasn’t like I could deflect bullets or anything, but... the movement and power of my limbs felt completely different, and Mu Qinglan experienced that after the second round... Now her delicate garden was swollen and sore.

"Well... other things changed, but I should sell these crystals and clean up the courtyard."

[TERRITORY SCAN: EXPANDED REGION]

Searching: Longwan University — Linbei Campus...

Status: DEAD ZONE

Last Updated: 04:37 AM, March 18

Estimated Survivors: Less than 100

Military Presence: None

Known Threats: 1000+ Stage 1 — 15 Stage 2

Categorical Threats: [Brute Type], [Speed Type], [Blade Type] and [Command Type]

Infrastructure Status: Imminent Collapse!

[REMARK: Human activity diminished. Survivors’ autonomous defence has broken.]

What a tragedy, with two events, the safe community collapsed...

Did we have a hand in the cause? I didn’t know.

But now it was a Dead Zone.

"Oh? Command type... I really don’t like the sound of that... any visual description?"

The blue screen faded, and then a black canvas appeared, the image of the school drawn in a slightly cartoon style... or digital art.

It was a small, feeble body with a huge head, and an oversized exposed brain crawled along the floor. Its arms twisted into legs and huge eyes like the jumping spider gazing at me.

[System Message: Command Type In Range!]

[Host in Significant Danger!]

"Ah... so that’s him?" I could see it... Moving like a freaky alien dragging itself along the floor like a freak. There was a visual novel I read, with a strange name. Nuv-Luv... where those huge eyes shot laser beams. But the unsettling form made my spine tingle.

Because I could tell it saw me, too.

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