Survival in the apocalypse, teammate Xia Shiyu at the start

boom--

A burst of brilliant blue light erupted, and within the light, a large military green box rapidly solidified from its phantom state into a physical form.

It worked!

Shen Zhao couldn't wait to step forward and open the outer shell.

Inside were two heavy metal boxes with black and yellow trefoil warning signs printed on them.

Open one of them, and you'll see a bomb the size of a soccer ball sitting quietly on the stand.

It is the miniature nuclear bomb used in the Fat Man nuclear launcher.

Looking at the only two ammunition boxes, he was somewhat dissatisfied.

"Such a big box only contained two bullets. Isn't this just like the packaging fraud that some unscrupulous merchants commit? Bad review."

Negative reviews are one thing, but returns are not an option.

Shen Zhao happily took out the Fat Man Launcher, disarmed the safety mechanism of one of the miniature nuclear bombs, and loaded it.

Since it's stored in the system space, there's no need to worry about accidental fire or explosion.

After completing the loading and ensuring it was ready to launch at any time, he placed the launcher and another miniature nuclear bomb into the system space.

With two nuclear bombs in hand, it would be enough to ensure the destruction of both Mist Alien lairs.

As for what to do with the other two, we'll talk about that later.

Shen Zhao turned off the lights and went upstairs to go back to her room to sleep.

Tomorrow I'll go track down the flesh-eating centipede's lair and push the hidden quest forward another step.

Back in the second-floor corridor, the bathroom door was pushed open.

A petite figure walked out from inside and bumped right into him.

"what!"

A short, startled cry rang out, then abruptly ceased.

"Oh, it's Shen Jun."

Shen Zhao looked at the kimono-clad beauty who patted her chest in relief and asked, "Mrs. Sawamura, you're still awake?"

The loose-fitting yukata concealed any flaws in her figure, giving her an air of dignified elegance befitting a married woman.

I've heard that traditional yukatas are worn without any underneath. I wonder if Mrs. Sawamura is someone who follows tradition.

Sawamura Sayuri blushed slightly and bowed slightly as she replied, "I'm going to the restroom."

Shen Zhao's eyes flickered slightly: "I also want to go to the restroom."

Sawamura Sayuri quickly stepped aside, saying, "Excuse me. I'm done. Please come in, Mr. Shen. Ah—"

Shen Zhao grabbed the beautiful married woman's wrist and pulled her into the bathroom.

"I'm so tired today, I have no energy left. Mrs. Sawamura, please come in and help me."

Sawamura Sayuri didn't resist much, blushing as she followed him inside.

The bathroom door slammed shut.

A rustling sound of clothes being lifted could be heard.

Then came the man's teasing voice.

"Mrs. Sawamura, you're not respecting tradition enough. But this style is quite nice, I like it."

Before we knew it, it was late at night.

"Mrs. Sawamura, turn around and give my legs a massage to relax them."

“Shen Jun…”

"Very good, thank you for your enthusiastic cooperation, Madam."

Inside the bathroom, Shen Zhao, with a blissful expression, enjoyed the beautiful wife's leg massage while simultaneously opening the system.

'System, sign in!' What a loss.

Chapter 76 A New Beautiful Robot, a Gift for Violet!

As Shen Zhao rode his horse at full gallop, a new day began.

Since that's the case, we can't neglect our business while enjoying ourselves.

While having Sayuri Sawamura kneel before him to massage his legs and relax his body, he opened the system: 'System, sign in!'

"Ding! Daily check-in successful. Reward received: [YoRHa Type A No. 2 Intelligent Robot]. Please claim your reward."

Shen Zhaolue was somewhat surprised: "It's actually A2."

YoRHa Type A2, or A2 for short, can be considered the companion of 2B that he obtained by signing in during the previous game.

Compared to the 2B, the A2, as the A-type machine, is the previous generation model and also the prototype of the 2B.

However, as an attack-type robot specializing in close-range combat, A2's melee capabilities are in no way inferior to 2B's, and in terms of physical attack alone, it is even stronger than 2B.

Although it wasn't the heavy weapon he wanted, another capable and beautiful female robot wouldn't be bad either.

Satisfied, Shen Zhao withdrew and picked up a piece of cloth draped over the washbasin to wipe the sweat from his body.

"Mrs. Sawamura, you've worked hard. Go back and rest early."

Patting the sweat-drenched face of the beautiful married woman on the floor, Shen Zhao threw down the cloth and turned to leave the bathroom.

After finishing her massage, Sayuri Sawamura covered her mouth and looked at the dirty pieces of cloth on the floor with a worried expression.

How am I supposed to wear this?

'It seems we have no choice but to follow tradition...'

Sawamura Sayuri leaned against the wall and slowly stood up. She picked up a piece of cloth, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can. She then tore off a few sheets of toilet paper and covered it with the cloth.

Using the dim light, she straightened her yukata in front of the mirror and cleaned herself carefully before opening the door and walking outside.

A gust of wind blew in the corridor, making her feel a chill under her yukata.

The beautiful married woman secretly reminded herself: 'Next time, I need to put it away beforehand and wear it afterward.'

She hadn't prepared many "joy" items in advance, and if she threw one away each time, she'd probably have to follow the tradition until the game ended.

I pushed open the door and entered the room.

The white-haired beauty sitting on the chair by the door looked over, her expression indifferent.

Sawamura Sayuri nodded to the other person with a blush on her face, and quietly got into bed.

Eriri, her daughter, was fast asleep, her ponytail undone and her blonde hair casually draped over the pillow.

Sawamura Sayuri tidied her daughter's hair to avoid waking her, before lying down herself.

As soon as I closed my eyes, the intense fatigue from the day's escape and the fierce collision instantly spread throughout my body.

Her consciousness quickly faded, and she fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Mrs. Sawamura was awakened from her sleep by her daughter's voice.

As soon as she woke up, she felt sore all over, especially her back, which she had bent over for a long time in the middle of the night.

Eriri looked at her mother, who was frowning and looking pained, with concern: "Mom, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I was just too tired yesterday."

Sayuri Sawamura comforted her daughter and then cracked a joke.

"Mom is getting old and doesn't have Eriri's energy anymore. She'll probably have to stay in bed all day to recover."

Eriri was slightly relieved and grabbed her mother's hand, shaking it affectionately: "Mom isn't old at all. When we're together, everyone thinks Mom is my older sister."

"Does anyone really think that way?"

Sawamura Sayuri smiled and hugged her daughter, their two almost identical beautiful faces pressed together.

At first glance, they resemble twin flowers blooming side by side.

Just as the mother and daughter were spending a tender time together.

In another room, a brother and sister were also intimately cuddling.

Shen Zhao was holding Qiong Mei face to face, preparing her daily nutritious breakfast.

Kasugano Sora, who comes from Japan, is used to eating Western-style breakfasts.

Slice the bread and spread a thick layer of white condensed milk on it.

Peel the eggs and place them on a plate so that even a young girl can easily pick them up and eat them.

While he was busy, Kasugano Sora was not able to lie in bed and sleep soundly.

Her fair and delicate body clung to her brother, her arms wrapped around his neck, and her two slender legs, covered in long white stockings, tightly gripped the man's waist.

As Shen Zhao moved, the silver-haired girl's small body bounced up and down, her white silk-clad legs barely able to hold her up.

"Is Qiong starving? It's okay, breakfast is ready, I'll feed you right away."

Having prepared a nutritious breakfast, Shen Zhao stopped pacing back and forth, sat down at the small table with Qiong in his arms, and poured a glass of milk to feed the little girl.

"Qiong, drink some milk to replenish your fluids first."

"Gululu..."

Qiong drank a big gulp of milk and then licked the remaining milk off her lips.

"Have another egg."

Shen Zhao fed Qiong breakfast while enjoying the delicious food the little girl had given him.

The brother and sister's cozy breakfast lasted for quite a while.

After finishing, Qiong, whose little belly was full from being fed by her brother, fell asleep again.

Shen Zhao dressed neatly and collected the sign-in reward he had received in the middle of the night.

Just like when 2B arrived, A2 appeared out of nowhere without any warning.

"YoRHA Type A No. 2, greetings, Commander."

A cold, indifferent voice rang out.

This is a tall, elegant, and mature woman with a cool and aloof demeanor. Her delicate and beautiful face is not covered by a black eye patch that is actually a tactical goggle.

Her face looks exactly like 2B's!

However, 2B has short white hair, while the aloof and elegant woman in front of her has long white hair with a yellowish tint.

In addition, 2B's eyes are clear and beautiful blue-gray, while the cool and elegant older sister's eyes are slightly cloudy blue.

The two also have very different body types.

A2 is much taller than 2B, but not nearly as voluptuous as her companion; she is a tall and slender type.

Shen Zhao's gaze lingered on A2's chest.

It's clearly smaller than the 2B, and he can easily hold it in one hand.

After looking them up and down, he couldn't help but exclaim that the designers of these androids were truly brilliant!

2B was wearing a gothic-style short dress with an open neckline, tight-fitting black stockings, and high-heeled boots.

A2 is currently wearing a black tight-fitting sleeveless vest and super short hot pants, revealing large areas of her snow-white skin and her curvaceous figure.

Two long, snow-white, and shapely legs were covered by black stockings with suspenders, making them sexy and alluring.

This outfit contrasts sharply with the cold and aloof aura of the sophisticated and elegant woman.

Shen Zhao found it impossible to look away.

He composed himself and smiled, "Welcome, A2. Your companion 2B is here too; she'll be delighted to see you."

A2 said calmly, "With 2B's cooperation, I can indeed serve you better, Commander."

"Then I look forward to your performance," Shen Zhao said. "Let's go. You've come at the right time; we're going to have a tough battle today."

As they walked out of the room with the aloof and elegant older woman, Violet was already waiting outside the door.