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8.53% Leveling Up Wives In The Apocalypse / Chapter 35: Anti-exhibitionist measures

Chapter 35: Anti-exhibitionist measures

"I think we are all done here," Leila reported as she approached the staircase. She then crossed her arms on her chest and looked down at the rest of her small group. "Shall we go?"

Mathew raised his head to take a quick glance at the girl. He then quickly turned his eyes back in the direction he aimed them at before.

"The next floor is quite full of zombies," Mathew informed as he leaned over the rail and took a peek into the floor below. "Are you sure you are up for the task, girls?" he asked, turning his eyes towards Daria.

'I shouldn't need to worry about Leila, I guess,' Mathew thought.

This girl showcased far less human emotions when it came to the apocalypse than Mathew expected her to.

'Maybe it's her coping mechanism?' Mathew thought, only to then shake his head. 'No, it doesn't really matter,' he swallowed a gulp of saliva. 'But at the very least, she is pretty scary,' he thought, sending a quick glance over to the girl before moving his sight back to her partner.

"I'm up for it," Daria replied, shaking her shoulders as if it was just a small matter. "With this machete? Fighting those stupid zombies will be a breeze!" she exclaimed, raising her short weapon above her head in a triumphant gesture.

"Good." Mathew shook his head, content with the level of motivation the girl had.

Ultimately, this was something that they had to do, whether they liked it or not.

'Still, seeing her happy to participate makes me feel a little bit better about this entire ordeal,' the young man thought before turning around and taking a quick look at Leila.

"While gathering the cores, did you check the classrooms on this floor?" he asked.

There was no telling whether or not some more survivors managed to stay hidden despite the entire floor being filled with zombies.

'I know that they are ultimately attracted to living beings, but it's a slow process,' Mathew thought, approaching the doors to the nearest classroom himself.

"I checked a few, just to ensure no zombies are inside," Leila said before shaking her head. "But if someone really wanted to hide in them, I didn't look close enough to be able to spot them," she added.

'And I doubt anyone would come out seeing her in nothing but a skirt and blood covering her arms, chest, and legs,' Mathew thought.

He then took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He kept by the wall for a moment, taking his time to think things through.

"Okay then," Mathew said as he pushed himself away from the wall and looked at Leila again. "First, try to get some clothes. It can be pretty distracting when you are parading with your boobs out," he ordered before sending a short yet meaningful stare towards the girl's chest.

"What kind of virgin talk is this?" Leila sneered, a smirk appearing on her lips. "Didn't we offer you a threesome? Something that's a dream of most of the men, yet something which you ignored and ultimately refused," she added before shaking her shoulders, sending her bloody boobs wiggling. "It's you who refused the simple solution to your virginity problem, not us," she added, only to raise her arm and point her finger directly at Mathew.

The young man only shook his head.

"Daria," Mathew said in a soft tone, turning his face around to look at the other girl.

Even though she first appeared to be the rowdy and sexually freed girl, Mathew has long abandoned that kind of view about her.

"I get it," the girl nodded her head. "I will be leaving the stairs to you for a while, then," she added before jogging, butt-naked, back to the class where she left her clothes.

"Now then," Mathew muttered, rolling his eyes with how annoyed he was already with the second part of his second wife. "If you think being a virgin is a problem, then I can only have pity for you. I'm not the slave to the modern ideas of the sexual revolution because I actually paid a little attention to who invented this entire thing and why was it spread in the western world," he pointed out, staring daggers at the girl.

For the next few moments, not a single word was said. Yet, it was still Mathew that ultimately released a deep breath before shaking his head.

"Well, not like that socio-political stuff matters today," he claimed before lowering his eyes. "Now then, can you stop acting stubborn and get dressed already?"

"No." Leila shook her head, denying Mathew's request. "Now that I'm all bloody, there is no way I will wear my clothes! How do you imagine me washing then later?" she asked as if she was schooling the child over something that it should belong aware of.

"Is that really all there is to it?" Mathew asked, raising his eyes and looking the girl directly in the face.

"That's right," Leila nodded her head, placing her hands on her hips while pressing her chest forward. "But seriously, if it's really that distracting, you can just play with..."

"How many cores did you gather?" Mathew asked, cutting into the girl's words.

Leila tensed up her lips before squeezing a few words of answer through her tightened mouth. "A little over two hundred in total. Seventy more than we had when you went to the merchant."

"Good," Mathew replied, only to approach the cores and gather them all into his improvised pouch before approaching the merchant again.

Mathew's body froze in a weird position while he grasped at the merchant's head, only to return to its normal state a moment later.

Yet, contrary to before, there was a set of plain, black clothes hanging down from his outstretched hand.

"Will those do for now?" he asked, throwing a set of pitch-black yet simple clothes at the girl.

"You really are a massive virgin," Leila muttered as she grabbed her clothes. At the same time, the look in her eyes softened somewhat as she looked at Mathew again. "You don't happen to have anything to wipe myself with?" she asked. "Wearing clothes while smeared with all this blood," she added, looking down at her hands and then her impressive chest.

Mathew rolled his eyes again. Yet, rather than going to the shop again, he grabbed the side of his simple, plain shirt before ripping it off with a single pull and throwing it at the girl.

"Here, this should be enough," he said, throwing his ruined shirt at the girl before turning away and approaching the class where Daria was still changing.

"I'm sorry to interrupt," Mathew said as he pushed the doors open. He happened to enter right as the girl was pulling her panties up her thighs.

"It's okay," Daria replied, her cheeks turning a tiny little bit brighter than before. "It's not like you can see anything you didn't see before," she added.

"Then hurry up," Mathew said in a calm tone before approaching a pile of rubble. Initially used as a means to barricade the doors along with chairs and desks, it was now decaying away in the corner of the room.

Yet, rather than rummaging through the items, Mathew simply hid the pouch with the remaining stones in the rubble before glancing over at the girl.

Thankfully, Daira heeded Mathew's advice, doing her best to dress up as quickly as possible.

"Are you ready?" Mathew asked, watching with amusement as the girl struggled to pull her shirt down her sizeable bosom.

"Actually..." Daria hesitated before turning her face to Mathew and revealing a massive blush on her cheeks. "I might need some help with putting this..."

Just as the girl was about to finish her sentence, her boobs finally gave up under pressure, obediently sliding below the shirt.

"Or never mind, I guess," Daria commented, a sense of loss flashing in her eyes as her face darkened.

"Good," Mathew stood up and turned back towards the doors. "Then let's not waste any time, and let's go clear the rest of the school!"


CREATORS' THOUGHTS
MotivatedSloth MotivatedSloth

Chapter is super late today, hence it's considerably longer than usual. And now, I'm finally free to go to sleep :_:

Chapter 36: Confrontation

***Nadia's PoV in case you guys need this kind of information***

"Mathew..." Nadia muttered under her nose.

She sat down directly on the ground, right on the edge of the broken floor. Her eyes were directed straight down towards the hole that replaced the once-grand staircase of the school's compound.

'Just where the hell are you?' the girl thought, pulling her knees closer towards her chin and then wrapping her hands around her legs.

It's been only about two hours since Mathew decided to jump down. Even a little less since the outer chunk of the floor collapsed, bringing down all of the police officers but two.

"This is outrageous!"

The commotion took place just to Nadia's back. A bunch of students from the group Mathew saved were now arguing with the two remaining policemen.

"This isn't the world from yesterday anymore!" One of the students shouted, heavily gesticulating with his hands. "Police is no more, the military is no more!" he claimed, only to end up with his hand pointing at the older of the two policemen. "In other words, what makes you think you can tell us what to do?!"

'This fucking idiot,' Nadia thought, squinting her eyes as she took a glance at the situation.

"How about this?" the policeman didn't bother arguing with the group. He simply pulled out his gun and retracted its safety. Yet, even though his threat was obvious, he notably didn't point the gun up, keeping its muzzled aimed at the ground instead.

"How dare you!" Another student joined in, the policeman's action turning into the water for the man's mill. "Threatening students with a gun?! Do you really think you can..."

"Yes," the policeman answered, raising the gun and pointing it at the troublemaker. "I have a gun," the officer stated as if pointing the weapon at the group wasn't enough to nail the point. "And what are you going to do about it?"

Like a wave, the group of students backed off, not expecting the policeman to be so forward with his threats.

'This is bad,' Nadia thought, bitting down on her lips.

She then stood up and circled around the uppermost floor of the school, trying to keep as much distance from the commotion as she could.

"A small reminder," one of the saved girls spoke out while hanging on the arm of the burly student that kept at the back of the group. "When Mathew went to fight zombies, he didn't bring any guns with him," the girl pointed out with a smirk.

'Who gave you the right to utter his name?!' Nadia screamed out in her thoughts, clenching her hands into fists.

The feeling of powerlessness surged through her soul, filling the girl's mind with sour thoughts.

Nadia was always athletic. From the times of her childhood when she turned a local acrobatic park into her own playground, through the primary and grade school when she excelled in various sports clubs. She even managed to reach a black belt in a well-known martial art, even if she always considered it to be just a fluke.

'All of that won't help me in a crowd's brawl,' Nadia thought, her teeth threatening to crack if she were to tighten her jaw any further.

"Ah..." Nadia suddenly moaned when her vision blurred.

The girl momentarily lost her sense of self, her blurry vision then turning into the red world she saw before.

A world where she could see everyone's heart beating, everyone's blood flowing. A world of no obstacles and complex problems.

"Are you alright?" Nadia heard a voice above her.

'Huh?' the girl struggled on her feet. She then shook her head and blinked her eyes, only to realize she somehow ended up on the floor. Only thanks to her outstretched hands did she manage to keep her head from hitting the ground.

"Girl, are you okay?!" the voice from above turned strange.

'Who?' Nadia raised her eyes only to see that both of her visions now merged.

The crimson world from before now seemingly faded. All its wonders were still there... just that Nadia had to specifically focus on those peculiarities to notice them.

"I think?" Nadia replied, slowly gathering herself up from the floor. Yet, when she looked up to see the owner of the voice, her entire body froze.

'The other policeman?' she thought, instantly turning her eyes towards the man's partner.

"You won't scare us!" the turmoil in the middle of the floor continued.

Nadia turned her eyes, already knowing by heart what would happen, even before it would happen.

The older policeman aimed his gun at the students in the front. Yet, with his partner helping Nadia up, there was no one to watch his back.

"DIE!"

Someone smashed a makeshift bat at the back of the policeman's head.

BANG!

The law enforcement officer likely developed his sixth sense to its limits... Or he simply paid attention to all the noises and clues of the situation he was in.

The second the idiotic student shouted and then swung his improvised weapon, the policeman bent his knees, twisting his waist as he intentionally fell on his bottom.

BANG!

The powerful noise of the nearby shoot filled the open space of the floor.

'FUCK!' Nadia nearly screamed out when the loud noise seemingly threatened to split her head open.

The unlucky student never finished his swing. At first, he simply froze in place. Then, the metal pipe fell out of his hand, only for the man to follow it right after. By the time his head struck the floor, the student was already dead.

"STAY WHERE YOU ARE!" The policeman paid no attention to the corpse. He swung his torso back only to pull the gun closer towards his chest.

Rather than going for the cinematic long-hold with his hands stretched out, he opted for a more efficient and maneuverable stance.

"Drop down or drop dead!" the policeman who helped Nadia before joined the fray, pulling his gun out and aiming it at the group.

'So that's why he came to me,' Nadia noticed when she realized just how smart the law enforcement officers' position was.

By staying together, they would be susceptible to a rush attack. A charge heated enough for the group not to stop even if one or two shots were fired would be enough to discount the advantage of firearms of the policemen.

Yet, by splitting apart, leaving the more experienced soldier close to the danger while putting the other one a bit away, with a better angle over the entire group...

Now, the students had no physical ways of subduing both of the officers at once. Since they numbered around twenty, there was a huge chance both the policemen had just enough ammo in their guns to kill them all before reloading!

And in this new situation, despite one of the students dying, the rest quickly fell to the ground.

'Right,' Nadia released the air from her lungs, only now realizing that she held her breath back. 'They are only students, not zombies nor veterans,' she thought, her body relaxing a bit.

Yet, there was one thing that kept the girl worried, despite the situation quickly de-escalating.

Now that everyone's blood was pumping under the kick of adrenaline...

Nadia could feel a strange lust for that rushing blood as if an ancient, innate hunger awoke inside her!


CREATORS' THOUGHTS
MotivatedSloth MotivatedSloth

Everyone, I'm super sorry for not writing for the last two days.

After over half of a year of writing EVERY LAST FCKING DAY, and writing quite a lot an said daily basis... I had enough.

I knew what to write. I wanted to write. But I forced myself to ignore this habitual call. Because of a simple reason.

Now that I got some good rest (hahahaha, I wish but let's keep up the appearances) I no longer feel like screaming when sitting down to write but can do it with joy and happiness instead.

Not sure if you can expect more chapters to come before the reset, but you can surely expect a better release rate soon!

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