The end of the world: The Goddess Catalogue, starting with sisters!

After a night, the morning light, like shimmering gold silk, fell upon the ruins of the Imperial Dragon Base.

The thin clouds were tinged amber by the rising sun, casting an ethereal tenderness over this ravaged land.

It was as if a pale golden halo had been gilded over this battlefield that had survived the catastrophe.

The broken wall lay across the ground like the remains of a giant beast.

Occasionally, a metallic glint flashed among the rubble—the exposed steel bars from the torn-up fortifications.

The wind swept across the broken concrete wall, making a low, mournful sound.

The exposed steel bars, like the broken ribs of a giant beast, gleamed with a cold metallic luster in the sunlight.

On the base's bridge, charred zombie remains were mixed with broken weapons.

The congealed bloodstains appeared dark brown in the sunlight, like a cruel abstract painting.

The third line of defense had collapsed more than half of its wall, which looked like a piece of cardboard torn apart by a giant, revealing the twisted and deformed supporting structure inside.

The platform where Jiayi once stood to direct is now just half a concrete pillar, its surface covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

A horrifying claw mark ran diagonally across the area; it was the last imprint left by the crimson monster's bone spurs.

In the corner, a few wild grasses stubbornly peeked out from the cracks, their tender green tips glistening with morning dew, swaying gently in the wind.

The bonfire in the center of the square had long since died down, and bottles and plates left behind during the celebration were scattered among the charred wood.

The lightning crater created by the Black Emperor during the battle is as concave as a meteorite crater, with the soil at the edge sintered into glassy crystals by the high temperature, refracting colorful light spots.

The ground where the crimson monster vanished was unusually clean, as if it had been completely erased by some force.

Only the radiating, fallen vegetation around them hinted at yesterday's devastating zombie attack!

A gentle breeze blew by, gradually dissipating the stench of gunpowder and blood.

The sunlight caressed every inch of the scarred land, like a gentle healing hand.

Considering that last night was Aoxue's first time, Mengde hadn't done any morning exercises.

They didn't give that woman any more experience points.

Of course, another reason he didn't do that was that he had other important things to do.

At this moment, he was standing on the terrace of Villa No. 1, his knuckles unconsciously gripping the railing.

His gaze swept over the devastated battlefield below.

Looking down, all that could be seen were ruins left by yesterday's zombie attack.

"It's truly an eyesore!"

Mengde frowned and muttered to himself.

As his Adam's apple bobbed, he tasted the bitterness of gunpowder and blood.

A few newly sprouted dandelions swayed in the wind in the corner, their tender yellow stamens still glistening with morning dew, creating a stark contrast with the surrounding scene of destruction.

This reminded him of the tear stains on Lin Aoxue's eyes last night—the most fragile signs of life after surviving a catastrophe!
Although we successfully repelled the zombie attack yesterday, many problems remain.

The first problem is that the few remaining zombies in the Economic Development Zone must be cleared out first.

Therefore, the primary task for the Royal Dragon Base is to thoroughly clean up the Economic Development Zone!
Otherwise, over time...

Perhaps those remaining zombies have risen from the ashes.

Mengde would not allow his base to be attacked by zombies from the Economic Development Zone again!

"The cleanup plan must begin immediately."

Mengde activated his mental network, and a map of the Economic Development Zone appeared in his mind.

Although there are fewer than a thousand zombies remaining in the Economic Development Zone, leaving them unattended will eventually lead to disaster.

He lightly tapped his temples with his fingertips, and psychic energy rippled outwards, quickly locating Lei Qiang's team, who were resting in the East District.

Yes!

Meng De planned to hand over this task directly to Lei Qiang and his team, who had already broken through to the ninth rank.

These few people are enough to lead the team!

The second thing is to clean up the ruins left behind after the battle with the zombies. After all, the zombies almost reached the main gate of the Dragon Royal Base this time.

Even the bridge in front of the Imperial Dragon Base has fallen.

Although it wasn't destroyed, the ruins still need to be cleaned up.

Otherwise, leaving the island will become a major problem in the future.

Mengde entrusted this matter to Jiayi and the other women.

Lin Aoxue was only taken in by him last night, and she's still walking a little awkwardly.

Mengde specifically instructed that Aoxue should not interfere.

The last thing, and the most important thing!
That's the defensive wall for rebuilding the base!!!
The battle with the zombies clearly demonstrated that the base's defensive walls were not strong enough.

Otherwise, Jiayi wouldn't have been allowed to take such a risk.

They risked venturing outside the base and fought the crimson agglomerate.

If he hadn't returned in time, Jiayi's life might have been in real danger yesterday.

Thinking of this, Meng De couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"The situation in the apocalypse is becoming increasingly dangerous!"

"I'll have to be more careful from now on!"

Mengde frowned, still deep in thought.

He heard the rustling sound of silk rubbing against his back. Before he could turn around, two soft, full breasts were already pressed against his back.

Judging from the feel of the back alone, it's clear that some kind of deformation has occurred.
Moreover, it's not small in scale; it starts at least at H.
The fragrance of lavender shower gel is mixed with the unique body scent of a mature woman.

A pair of delicate hands reached out from behind and hugged him tightly.

Like twining vines, fingertips traced the lingering emotions of last night on the contours of his chest muscles.

"Sister Ru, what brings you here?"

Meng De curled his lips into a wicked smile.

For something of this scale, he doesn't even need to activate his telekinetic perception.

Having measured it himself, he naturally knew which woman possessed this impressive size.

Only the mature woman Xu Junru possesses such amazing elasticity in the entire base.

"Oh, I see you go downstairs to eat breakfast."

Xu Junru rested her chin on his shoulder, her breath as sweet as orchids.

The vibrations of his chest as he spoke were transmitted through our skin, each syllable carrying a carefully crafted concern.

This was a wealthy woman who used to fuss over even the angle at which her wine glass was tilted at parties.

Now, however, the collar of his bathrobe has slipped down to below his collarbone.

Let the snow-white scenery bloom endlessly!

"I was wondering if something's wrong?"

It must be said that mature women who have received a noble education are different from ordinary women.

She spoke very gently, and her words were full of concern for him.

Mengde found this very pleasing!
"I'm fine, I just had some things on my mind."

Meng De shook his head, turned around, and looked at the mature woman in front of him.

Xu Junru wore a simple, semi-transparent silk nightgown, which gave her a hazy, subtle beauty.

As her breath rose and fell slightly, it outlined a graceful curve.

Those peach blossom eyes, filled with affection, were half-closed.

The shadows cast by her long eyelashes couldn't hide the faint blush at the corners of her eyes, and the soft sigh that escaped her lips carried the sweet scent of rose essential oil.

What's most eye-catching is still that impressive pair of genitals.
(End of this chapter)