Lust System: Harem In Two Different Timelines-Chapter 101: Fight

As the two were chatting, the policewoman had already taken them to the elevator. The elevator door had been damaged and the original elevator was nowhere to be seen.

The policewoman looked into the dark elevator, then took the lead and stepped onto the emergency passage in the elevator shaft. She gestured to Yasin and said, "Follow me and climb up."

Yasin followed the policewoman and climbed up to the emergency passage, observing the environment above and below.

The elevator in this elevator shaft had obviously fallen to the bottom floor, which meant that they could safely travel from the first floor to the roof through the emergency passage of the elevator shaft.

The policewoman was climbing upstairs. It was obvious that their refuge was on the roof.

Thinking of this, Yasin raised his head and glanced upstairs.

What came into view was a plump, perky, and round butt!

It should be due to long-term fitness, the policewoman’s beautiful buttocks tightly filled the light blue jeans. As the policewoman climbed the escalator, her plump and perky buttocks swayed from side to side, full of endless temptation.

If such big, beautiful buttocks were fucked hard from behind, the feeling would be quite wonderful...

Yasin couldn’t help swallowing his saliva. He hadn’t expected to meet such a beauty here!

Soon, the four of them climbed to the top of the elevator shaft and turned over one by one, crawling into a small room next to the elevator shaft.

Yasin looked around. In addition to the two elevator motors, there were some maintenance tools and a control console in the room. It looked like it should be the control room of the elevator.

"Open the door, we found a new survivor."

The policewoman spoke into the intercom on her shoulder.

Soon, a dazzling light appeared in the dark room.

With a "clang," an iron door was opened.

A young woman poked her head out from the iron gate. After taking a curious look at Yasin, she turned around and said excitedly to the people behind her, "Hey, come and see! There’s a new survivor! It’s been a long time since we saw a stranger!"

Following the young woman’s surprised cry, a large group of people gathered at the iron gate, looking at Yasin as if he were an animal.

Most of these people were women, and there were also a few teenagers who were about Kory’s age.

Yasin could see a hint of weakness in these people. It was obvious that they were not living well here, and because they had not washed for a long time, they looked rather sloppy, like refugees.

"Spread out! What’s so good about this!"

The policewoman waved to the people blocking the door, then walked in with Yasin and said to Kory, "Kory, take the new friend to get familiar with the environment here, and also take him to get some supplies."

The policewoman seemed to have a lot of prestige among these people. As soon as the policewoman opened her mouth, these people obediently made way and started whispering on the side.

"How did he get in? There are so many zombies down there!"

"Sophia, our supplies are already very tight. I’m afraid it’s inappropriate for you to share them with an outsider, right?"

"Bobby said our food can only last for half a month at most. After half a month, what will we do with so many people?"

"Give food and water to this yellow man? My God, Sophia, you are such a saint!"

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"Okay, officer."

Kory and the girl at the side pulled Yasin and led him out of the crowd.

They walked quickly to a tent on the roof and said, "This is our material control center. There are some materials inside. You are new here, so you can go in and get a tent and a sleeping bag. In addition, you can also get a day’s worth of food and water.

You should go and get them quickly. We are running low on food and water. If Blake’s gang knew that Officer Sophia took the initiative to save people and give you materials, they would definitely cause trouble again."

Yasin looked around calmly. He was on the rooftop of a shopping mall, about ten meters above the ground. From where he was standing, he could easily tell where he was.

This should be the central square of the town. In addition to this small shopping mall, there was also a gas station and an amusement park next to it. In addition, looking into the distance from here, Yasin also discovered a small pier.

It wasn’t far from the seaside.

On the east side of the mall, Yasin saw the luxurious manor where Vivian was from afar.

Yasin estimated and calculated that the straight-line distance from here to the luxurious manor where Vivian was was about a thousand meters.

Although the distance wasn’t far, it might not be that easy to get to that luxurious manor from here.

Yasin couldn’t help but frown as he looked at the zombies wandering around the mall.

This side effect caused by the system teleportation was really a headache. If it didn’t work, he could only take the risk and try it to see if he could get the distance closer by traveling through it again.

Of course, crossing again might increase the distance even further.

The probability of this happening was originally fifty-fifty.

Yasin didn’t want to take risks unless he had no other choice.

"Uncle Bobby, this is a new survivor. Officer Sofia asked me to help him get daily necessities."

While Yasin was thinking, Kory was already negotiating with a middle-aged bearded man who managed the warehouse.

"The food and water in the supply reserve can only keep us all together for three or four days at most. Officer Sofia keeps so many idle people around. Sooner or later, we will all be killed!"

The wretched middle-aged man in charge of the warehouse snorted meaningfully, looked at Yasin with contempt, and reluctantly moved a cart of supplies out of the tent and threw it in front of Yasin.

Yasin took a look at the supplies in the cart. In addition to a tent and a sleeping bag, there was also a bag of deformed biscuits and a bottle of drink.

Yasin didn’t take these supplies seriously at all. For the people here, these might be precious supplies on which they depend for survival, but for Yasin who had plenty of supplies, these things were simply rubbish that he could not even take seriously.

Yasin didn’t need charity from these people, and he didn’t want to stay here.

"Wait! Kory, who told you to bring him here to collect the supplies?"

Just as Yasin was about to refuse these supplies, a man’s voice suddenly came from behind him.

Yasin turned his head and saw a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties walking up with three white young men and the young woman who had just opened the door for them.

The middle-aged man looked at Yasin with disdain, and said with a hint of arrogance and sneer: "From now on, anyone who wants to receive supplies must get my consent."

"Why?" Kory said unconvincedly, "Officer Sofia asked me to get the supplies for him! Why does it require your consent?"

"With this!"

The leading white man pulled out a pistol from his waist, pointed it at Kory and said arrogantly: "Just because of this! Boy, we have tolerated you for a long time! You’d better figure out who is the boss here!"

"Blake! What do you mean?"

At this time, Sophia also walked up with a gloomy face, holding a revolver in her hand, and shouted at Blake angrily: "Blake! This shelter was built by me, my husband and everyone else. Most of the food here was collected by us. When do I need you to give orders to whom I want to distribute it? If my husband hadn’t saved you, you would have been eaten by zombies by now!"

"Officer Sofia."

Blake grinned, glanced at the people who gathered around him, put down his gun casually, and said with a smile,

"Officer Sofia, I admit that you saved us all in the beginning, and most of these supplies were brought by you and your men, so everyone has always respected you. But today, these remaining supplies are our common property. How to distribute them, I think, still needs everyone’s consent, right?"

At this point, Blake paused, then looked at the people around him and said, "As everyone knows, we have already plundered the third floor of the mall. Now, our food and water can only last for another four or five days at most. After the food and water are gone, what should we do? Are we supposed to wait here to die?"

As soon as Blake finished speaking, there was a commotion among the crowd.

"What? Our food can only last for four or five days? What...what should we do?"

A black girl who looked a little bloated said in horror: "Didn’t Bobby say that our food and water could last for more than ten days? How come it’s only four or five days now!"

"Bobby! Why did you lie to everyone? Did you want to keep the remaining food and water for yourself?"

"Bobby! We let you manage our supplies because we trust you. What do you want to do by deceiving us?"

Several middle-aged women surrounded Bobby angrily and questioned him angrily.

"Huh! What’s going on, Bobby? Tell everyone!" The young man behind Blake sneered and gestured to Bobby.