Cheat Awakening-Chapter 724. Olivia’s Confession

"Sigh, you guys really know how to make requests. Asking your saviour to become a 'seed machine'—is that even something a normal person should ask?" Myne feigning helplessness. He rubbed his forehead as if a headache was brewing, contemplating how to handle the situation.

The old leader and the others remained silent, allowing Myne to think. Suddenly, the bearded Myne seemed to have an idea and gestured to one of his men, who nodded and quickly ran off.

Ten seconds later, he returned with three beautifully dressed women, aged between 25 and 35, with above-average looks. They were thin but well-maintained, with C to D cup-sized breasts. They appeared fully brainwashed by the old man, gazing at Myne with hungry, admiring eyes, full of expectation, as if they couldn't wait to "contribute to the future of mankind."

Myne eyed the three ladies up and down, especially their excited, heavily made-up faces, which enhanced their beauty by a couple of points. He took a deep breath before nodding at the old man.

"Fine. Since you guys have already made all the preparations, what's the point of my putting on airs and pretending to be a saint? Anyway, it's for the future of human civilization. Sigh, alright, lead the way and show me my room. I have to work hard for the next few days. Also, please take care of my pets in the meantime."

Hearing Myne's words, the old leader nodded excitedly and quickly ordered the bearded man to lead Myne to his room. He then assigned another reliable person the task of caring for Waffle and the others. Since Waffle and the others could talk normally, they weren't difficult to handle.

Myne wasn't in the mood to think about anything else, as he was already surrounded by three excited beauties who seemed a bit too eager to start their "work." They were talking and touching him all over without any shyness, which gave Myne a bad feeling. He immediately abandoned his plan of taking all three at once and decided to be honest, dealing with them one by one, one woman a day. This way, he could approach his task more seriously.

"My Lord, this is the room we prepared for you. If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask; we will do everything within our reach to satisfy your needs," The bearded man said with a smile, standing inside a large room with a queen-sized luxurious bed with red bedding, various couches, a large table, and all sorts of furniture that could be used during intercourse to make it more exciting. There is also a big bathroom attached to the room. It seemed the tower people had put a lot of thought into ensuring Myne could give his hundred percent during the "work."

"Alright, then you guys can leave now. I have to start the work. By the way, I chose you to be my first partner," Myne said to the woman standing in the middle. She had brown hair, black eyes, an acceptable appearance, a skinny body, and D-cup-sized breasts. She was the tallest and looked the oldest of the three, with an innocent face, and giving big sister vibes, she also looked like someone experienced.

The others nodded with understanding looks and walked out, although the other two sighed in disappointment that they couldn't be their saviour's first choice. But alas, there was nothing they could do about it.

"M... My Lord?"

Seeing Myne close the door and walk toward her, the woman who was full of confidence before or maybe just pretending to be, spoke stutteringly, holding the hem of her dress tightly while looking down. Clearly, she was nervous as hell, and the boldness she showed before was just an act.

"What is your name?" Myne, very experienced in handling such matters, smiled playfully, put his index finger under her chin, lifted her face, looked into her watery black eyes, and asked gently.

"It's Olivia, My Lord..." The woman nervously gulped, feeling Myne's breath on her tomato-red face, and responded dazedly.

"Olivia, huh? It's a good name. So, Olivia, have you thought about what's going to happen next? I mean, how do you want to play?"

Myne moved very close to her, put his hands behind her back, and gently pulled her body into his embrace. His lips were barely a few centimetres away from hers. He could clearly feel the trembling of Olivia's body, which made him more excited, and he wanted to tease her further. He hadn't expected that the one he thought would be the most experienced would be the opposite of his expectation and seemed least experienced in this field.

"I..."

Myne's question seemed to overload Olivia's brain circuits, as she had no idea what to say.

Is there anything to think about? Isn't it as simple as she lies on the bed, and he climbs on her and f*cks her? Although she wanted to say that, she didn't have the guts to, so she bit her lower lip and shook her head.

"Well, it seems like you guys aren't having an easy time," Myne, who had read her inner thoughts, could understand why she was so inexperienced.

These people lived in fear of getting killed all day long; they had very limited resources. As a woman, she obviously couldn't do much work that earned her contribution, so the resources she got were limited. Also, most guards were under deep pressure, and they just wanted to release pent-up pressure quickly before going back to work. How could they have free time for foreplay or develop techniques to make sex more exciting?

Their way of dealing with their needs was simple: put it in, move a few times, shoot, and done. There was no nonsense in the middle, so obviously, Olivia, who had been living in the tower for 20 years in fear, didn't have the luxury of enjoyment.

"But worry not—today, I will teach you what it means to have fun."

Saying that he grabbed her lower lip with his before giving her a small kiss, making her eyes widen in surprise. She hadn't been prepared for this, but the kiss ended before she could react. Myne had already dragged her into the bathroom.

Though she had cleaned herself thoroughly before meeting him, she had only used water. It had been twenty years since society had access to most body-cleaning products, and Myne didn't like eating dirty things.

Inside the bathroom, under Olivia's shocked and dumbfounded gaze, Myne shamelessly removed her short one-piece dress and innerwear before forcing her to sit on the small platform. He retrieved a few body-cleaning supplies from his inventory and, like a professional, washed Olivia from top to bottom, leaving no place untouched, before tossing her into the bathtub.

Then, he discarded his own clothes, revealing his well-maintained body—complete with subtle one-pack abs and an eight-inch-long little brother, that was already as hard as a sword, eager to show her its true power. His little brother's size alone was enough to shock Olivia.

After cleaning himself while Olivia stared unblinkingly at his hard dick, lost in bizarre thoughts, he stepped into the bathtub. He lifted her, sat down beneath her, and positioned her on his lap with his dick pressing against her entrance.

Gently, he cupped her D-cup breasts and began massaging them, making Olivia's body go limp. She leaned against him as if she had no strength left to move.

"Tell me something about you. I am quite interested in your story."

Myne had plenty of time to waste and wasn't in a hurry to plunge into Olivia like an inexperienced noob. It wasn't as if he'd never seen a woman before or couldn't wait to f*ck her the moment she spread her legs, fearing that she might disappear if he wasted a single second. It was always better to establish some romantic connection first—it made things more interesting. Otherwise, it would feel as dull as masturbating.

"I…" Olivia was caught off guard. According to the old leader's instructions, Myne was supposed to be a high-status figure, and she was simply meant to let him impregnate her without much conversation. Given the vast gap in their statuses, she hadn't prepared for this.

"Before the apocalypse… I was a high school student. My family lived in a secluded town, but there was no school so I come to city for further studies."

After a minute of hesitation—and seeing that Myne showed no signs of impatience—she took a deep breath and began speaking, her eyes distant.

"I lived in a shared apartment with a friend, and to not make things difficult for my parents, I worked as a babysitter. The salary was good, and life was fulfilling… except for the fact that I didn't have a boyfriend. I often felt jealous listening to my roommate talk about hers or seeing other couples. But aside from that, everything was fine… until the day I woke up to find hundreds of zombies roaming the streets, eating people alive."

"I was terrified and hid in the house, too scared to go outside. My roommate usually stayed at her boyfriend's place, so I was alone—no one to talk to, no one to ask for help. I hid in my room for an entire week before city forces sent soldiers to rescue survivors. I was lucky. They saved me and brought me to a shelter in the city's tallest tower, where the remaining survivors gathered resources to fight the zombies."

"Since I couldn't fight, I was assigned to take care of children alongside two older women. It was an easy task—far better than facing those bloody, grotesque zombies."

"At first, things weren't so bad. Although we were constantly under attack by Nightwalkers, normal zombies weren't a threat, and we could scavenge supplies during the day. But after many years, resources finally started dwindling. Things went completely out of hand after a group of outsiders arrived, bringing false hope."

"A lot of people die every day. Many of them went crazy each time they failed to destroy that tree. With more and more powerful individuals dying, most men became insane; their temperaments grew erratic. Things like beating women and rape became more and more frequent. Although the old leader always punished such people harshly, when you know you could die tomorrow, people hardly care about the consequences, and accidents always occur."

"I was lucky at first since I rarely showed myself to others, and two seniors working with me always protected me, so I didn't have a hard time. But good times don't last forever. One night, when I was in the toilet, a bastard who had run away from patrol duty and was hiding inside the women's toilet caught and raped me."

"I didn't resist—I'd prepared myself for this. Later, I reported him to the old leader, who was furious, possibly because abandoning duty endangered the entire shelter. To set an example for those who abandoned their duties, he fed the man to the nightwalkers in front of everyone. After that, no one bothered me… until the last group of outsiders arrived."

"They did unspeakable things. I was raped multiple times, but the last man who took me seemed to have a good impression of me. Unlike the others, he didn't kill me afterwards. So… I luckily survived the disaster."

After finishing, Olivia exhaled deeply, feeling as if a dozen kilograms of weight had been lifted from her. She turned to look at Myne, her expression a mix of gratitude and worry, thinking that he be disgusted to touch a woman who had been violated by so many men, but he only gazed at her with a gentle smile, his hands still teasing her breasts, there is no disgust on his face at all.