I Became The Necromancer In The Post-Apocalyptic Zombie World

Chapter 31

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“Haaahh… S-Savior…! If you shake so hard…! The screen…!”

*Thrust, thrust.*

“You’ll have to manage that yourself.  I’m busy managing this hole.”

“Haaahh…!  You’re so mean…!”

After hearing about the new survivors from Lee Ah-rin, Seo-ho immediately instructed her to pinpoint their location. As a reward for her report, he laid her on the bed and started fucking her.

“Fuuhh…!  Hah, uh, aahh…!♥”

Ah-rin, laying on the bed was panting as she was impaled, used the drone controller to scan the city.  He needed to confirm the mother and daughter’s current location and whether they were still alive, as Ah-rin had seen them quite a while ago.

Ah-rin, seemingly thrilled by the difficult task of piloting a drone while being ravished, was so wet between her legs that her arousal dripped onto the sheets.

“Mister…  Slurp, mmm….”

“Slurp, slurp….”

As he pumped into Ah-rin, Yoo Ha-yeon and Ryu Da-hee positioned themselves on either side of him, pleasuring him orally. Ha-yeon focused on his lips, while Da-hee lapped at his nipples.  While he waited for Ah-rin to locate the mother and daughter, he fingered both women with his hands.

*Squish, squish, squish.*

“This is fucking amazing…”

He sucked on Ha-yeon’s tongue, reveling in the sensation of the two women’s ample breasts pressed against his sides.  All three were stunningly beautiful, the kind of women he wouldn’t have dared to approach in his previous life.  He was now fucking one at will while the other two clung to him, their bodies providing a full-body massage. The soft, firm feel of their flesh against his skin was intoxicating.  Driven by the primal urge to impregnate them, he sucked, fondled, and fucked as he pleased.

“Haaahh…! S-Savior! I found them!  H-Here…!”

After a few minutes, Ah-rin, who had been moaning into her pillow while struggling to control the drone, sat up with a gleam in her eyes.  She showed him the drone’s camera feed.  The screen displayed a woman huddled on the floor of an apartment, staring blankly ahead.

“A young woman… is that the daughter?”

Regardless, he’d confirmed the survivor’s location and that she was alive.

“Good job! As a reward, I’m going to cum inside you, so clench tight!”

He increased his pace, gripping Ah-rin’s plump ass tightly.  His strong grip squeezed her soft flesh, eliciting a moan.

“Heehhh…!  N-No…!  It hurts…!!  It hurts so good…!♥”

“You’re going to get it! You’re supposed to say thank you—!”

He released her ass and delivered a hard slap with his open hand.

*Slap—!!*

“Heeeek!!♥  Th-Thank you! Thank you for hitting me!  Thank you for rewarding me, I l-love being hit…! Hehhh…!!”

*Thrust, thrust, thrust!*

As she admitted her masochistic tendencies, her pussy responded by clenching even tighter around his cock.  He pounded relentlessly into her responsive flesh, continuing to slap her ass.

*Slap! Slap! Slap!*

“Kyaaah—!!”

A sweet moan escaped Ah-rin’s lips as her ass reddened and swelled.  Unable to resist her clenching pussy any longer, he erupted without warning.

*Throb, throb.*

He felt his hot semen flooding her, and Ah-rin convulsed, her pussy twitching as it filled.

“Here comes the hot stuff…!!♥”

He savored the afterglow, swirling his cock within her as she continued to clench around him.  The other two women watched Ah-rin with flushed cheeks and a mixture of envy and arousal.  Their own pussies were already glistening wet.

“M-Mister…! Me next!  Please, do me!”

“Wait…!”

The ever-astute Ha-yeon was the first to react, clinging to his arm and looking at him with lust-filled eyes.  Her gaze, clouded by desire, was predatory.

“But Unnie, you were with Mister all last night! Mister…! It’s been a while since we’ve… Please, do me this time…!”

He chuckled at Ha-yeon’s desperate plea, her breasts rubbing against his arm.  Beside her, Da-hee grimaced, clearly wanting to say something but holding back.  It seemed she was willing to yield to her younger counterpart.

“Well, first we need to clean up this mess, right?”

*Pull, plop.*

“Haaww….”

As he pulled out, Ah-rin let out a soft moan and collapsed back onto the bed.  He should probably tell her to retrieve the drone, but she’d manage.

“Clean it up nicely and I’ll put it back in.”

He presented his semen-coated cock to Ha-yeon, and she beamed, eagerly moving her face towards it.

“…Yes♥”

With Ha-yeon’s enthusiasm ignited, he proceeded to have vigorous sex with her, then moved on to Da-hee, who silently pleaded with her eyes for her turn. He made sure to leave her thoroughly satisfied as well.

After finishing his group sex session with the three beauties, Seo-ho changed his clothes and left the department store.  It was afternoon.  He was heading out so quickly to find the survivors because they might be in danger.  They might look okay on the drone’s camera, but they could be starving.

“I can’t let them die after finally finding them.”

Even if they weren’t virgins, living humans were valuable.  In the worst-case scenario, they could be offered to the crystal.

“Is this the place…?”

He arrived at a newly built apartment complex not far from the department store.  It had been completed only a year ago.  He looked up at the luxurious building, focusing on a specific window on the ninth floor. That was where he’d spotted the survivor.

Fortunately, the main entrance was open. Or rather, the glass doors had been shattered. He entered the building effortlessly.

“Now the only problem is the stairs…”

With the power out, he had no choice but to use the emergency stairs to reach the ninth floor.  The elevators were useless.  Humans were inherently averse to exertion.  It was a primal instinct, ingrained in their DNA since the dawn of time to conserve energy.  A normal person would begrudgingly climb nine flights of stairs, questioning the necessity of rescuing survivors at such a cost.

But he wasn’t a normal person. He was a Necromancer in a zombie apocalypse. He possessed unique powers.

“Wow, this is fucking comfortable.”

He ordered two zombies to carry him, one supporting his upper body and the other his lower body, up to the ninth floor.  It wasn’t as fast as an elevator, but in this regressed world, having AI-level automatic transportation was a luxury.  Long live zombies.  While they couldn’t perform complex tasks, simple things like carrying him were no problem.  Thanks to them, he reached the ninth floor with the comfort of a Joseon Dynasty king.

“Good work. You two, go back down to the first floor.”

He sent the zombies back to their original position; they might intimidate the survivors.

“…Okay.”

He stood before a door and pressed his ear against it, listening for any sounds inside.

“…….”

As expected, he heard nothing.  Had they heard him talking to the zombies? Or were they simply conserving their energy by staying quiet?  Either way, he needed to announce his presence.

He knocked firmly on the door.

“Excuse me! Is anyone there?”

He knew someone was inside, but from the survivor’s perspective, a complete stranger was knocking.  He needed to be careful not to alarm them.

Then, he heard voices from inside.

“[I-Isn’t that Daddy?! Mommy, Daddy’s here!]”

“[Shh! Be quiet! That’s not Daddy’s voice…!]”

Fortunately, the voices sounded normal, but one thing struck him as odd.

“Those voices sound very young…?”

The daughter sounded much younger than he’d expected.  The woman he’d seen through the drone looked to be at least in her twenties.  Had he come to the wrong apartment?  No, that was impossible; there couldn’t be multiple similar mother-daughter pairs surviving in the same building.  There was only one way to confirm.

“Excuse me! I happened to see you inside and came to offer my help!”

He had to see for himself.

“[…P-Please wait a moment.]”

His voice echoed through the building. After a moment of silence, the survivor inside finally responded.  Then, he heard the click of a lock and the creak of a door.

“…You said you came to help?”

The door opened slightly, revealing a woman.  A chain lock still secured it.

“Indeed… so that’s it…”

Seeing her face, he finally understood.

“Yes, I happen to have extra food. If you need any, I can share some with you.”

The woman he’d seen through the drone, the one he’d assumed was the daughter, peered at him suspiciously through the narrow opening.

“…Then… what do you want from us?”

She looked to be in her mid-twenties at most.  She wasn’t the daughter, but the mother.

“D-Don’t worry! I don’t want anything. I really just came to help!”

He said this despite his ulterior motives and stepped back slightly from the door.  He had nothing against this mother and daughter. He’d sacrifice them to the crystal if necessary, though he’d rather not. But even he had some humanity left.  He wasn’t a psychopath who’d immediately offer strangers, especially vulnerable women, to the crystal.  He certainly wouldn’t break down the door and attack them.  Ideally, this mother and daughter, like the three women at the department store, would become his useful servants.  He needed to maintain a friendly relationship if possible.

He put on a warm smile and placed a bag in front of the door.

“Really… you’re just giving us food?”

The woman stared at him in disbelief.  In this world, freely giving away precious food was rare.

“I happen to have a surplus. Please, don’t refuse.  I don’t need anything in return.”

Finally convinced, the woman reached out and took the bag.

“Um… c-could you wait a moment?”

She asked him to stay, then closed the door.  Silence followed.

“I wonder what their reaction will be.”

The bag contained various drinks, canned goods, and fresh meat and vegetables.  He’d included fresh food for a simple reason: to maximize their initial trust. He had plenty of time and resources, but he didn’t want to waste time gaining their trust.  He wanted to allay their suspicions as quickly as possible.

This tactic often worked.  Anyone would be curious about someone offering fresh food in this world.

After a while, the door opened again.

*Click.*

*Creak.*

The chain lock was gone.

“…You really did come to help, right?”

The woman, looking tense, cautiously assessed him. He responded with a gentle smile.

“Yes, really. It’s fulfilling for me to help others.”

He was getting good at lying.

“Um… would you like to come in?”

The mother, a mixture of anxiety and hope in her eyes, invited him inside.

“…It would be a shame to sacrifice her to the crystal.”

As he looked at her, he felt a stirring in his groin.  She had tied her sleek black hair back, revealing her slender neck.  She wore a thin cardigan over a form-fitting dress that accentuated her curves.  She was incredibly sensual, especially in her relaxed, at-home attire.

“Thank you for your kindness.”

He smiled and stepped inside.

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