Against the Clock: The Team Leader's Pursuit of Glory - Chapter 175 - Why are you blocking me?

The apocalypse arrived and the humans slowly adapted to the extreme environment.After the apocalypse, Su Jiyai’s life becomes more miserable at her foster parent’s house.Her foster mother kept finding ways to sell her, her cousins wanted to kill her to reduce the burden, and her foster dad tried to take advantage of her.However, it was the moment when her foster parents pushed her to get admitted to the Army instead of their biological daughter, that she left the home and severed her ties with them.When she was admitted into the Army, she fought with zombies with her bare hands as she had no superpowers.Just when Su Jiayi was fighting with the zombies near a mysterious place and was sure she would die, she accidentally triggered a system and became the owner of that mysterious place.Not only did she have a safe place to stay, but she also had a super amazing system that allowed her to multiply the things she obtained from Deminsion Hunting.[Ding! Vending Machine Detected! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Vending Machine X ∞! The Host can start buying Vending Machines for 200 Federal Coins][Ding! A Deluxe Room Detected! Congratulations to the host for obtaining Deluxe Room X ∞! The Host can start buying Deluxe Room for 10000 Federal Coins]She opened her own residential area and grocery store.Her grocery store and the rental house soon became an instant hit and people from different places came to please her.As her business was growing, her foster parents came begging her but she just kicked them out.Oh! And wasn’t that the captain of Willow Army whom she had a crush on? Why is he looking at her as a lost treasure when he doesn’t even know her real identity…

“I saw with my own eyes that they used the finest, rustproof refined steel to make utensils and cans, filling them with just a little food, then casually throwing them away after eating.”“I saw with my own eyes that they used giant beasts as tall as mountains to devour soil and rocks, digging out underground cities, just to park their steel carriages beneath the surface.”“I saw with my own eyes that they fed glowing ores into an everlasting stellar furnace, unleashing a radiance brighter than the sun.”“I saw with my own eyes all those indescribable things.”“Their iron birds covered the sky, their steel ships filled the ocean, their war machines tore the earth asunder, and their gods walked upon the world.”“You must think I’m mad.”“But it doesn’t matter.”“It has already seen you.”——————Oil is Its blood.Thick smoke is Its breath.Ore and steel are Its food.The countless cargo ships in the harbors are Its myriad offspring.The place of origin stamped in the corner is Its silent mockery.They claim they are mere mortals.Child, you’d best not argue.You must understand:Their technology is beyond comprehension.Their production capacity is unimaginable.A mere glimpse of their creations will drive you insane.Their morale surpasses even the most fanatical worshippers of dark gods.How will you stop them?With your sword, child? Or your flesh and blood?You should be grateful that they still consider themselves mortals.——————“I’ve finished building my factory, and now you’re telling me this world runs on idealism?!”“Wait, then what the hell did I just create?”

This is a world where civilization and savagery, rudeness and grace coexist,

The flag of the skeleton is flying,

The smell of gunpowder lingers,

Here are coins and muskets!

Here are women and rum!

Sail!

Towards freedom!

PS: This article is inspired by the Pirates of the Caribbean, no empire hegemony, and aims to enjoy the wonderful adventure brought by the romantic ocean!

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The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”