New Rules in the Apocalypse

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In 22 years, the world entered a new technological era, with numerous new weapons being developed and constructed, including

the implementation of Project Sky, a joint research project by the world's five major powers.

Due to increasingly severe global pollution, Earth had lost the protection of the ozone layer, allowing various cosmic

rays to strike it unimpeded. Based on considerations for humanity's future, the five major

powers—China, the UK, Germany, the US, and Russia—spent two years creating the Sky System.

Simply put, the Sky System was an artificial membrane attached to the Earth's surface to block ultraviolet rays

and other cosmic rays. It consisted of honeycomb-like gold supports that emitted ion

beams to intercept harmful substances. However, unexpectedly, the ion beams emitted by Sky

underwent an unknown change upon contact with other rays.

Five years after the Sky System began operating, Earth's life forms underwent inexplicable changes: animals became larger

, and plants grew even larger. Researchers were baffled by this change, and

since it didn't aside and ignored it.

In March of year 28, Earth's detectors suddenly detected a massive surge of unknown rays heading towards the planet. This substance had never been observed by humankind

before .

At this moment, life on Earth underwent a dramatic transformation.

Gunfire erupted at the Kunming military base. Dozens of military dogs suddenly attacked and brutally devoured

the cooks . When soldiers discovered the scene, only a mangled

skull remained.

By the time the soldiers found the dogs, they had grown enormous

, more agile, and incredibly strong, causing heavy losses to the unsuspecting soldiers.

Tragedy struck various parts of the world. Rats in sewers grew to the size of wolves,

swarming . But this wasn't the worst of it; the rays also disrupted communications,

rendering electronic devices useless. The world became isolated, and no one knew what was happening outside

.

Initially, the army's large-scale weaponry was effective in killing these mutated animals. However, when giant elephants,

tens of meters , charged into the army, people lost their ability to fight back. The army couldn't

take away the millions of people in the cities and could only flee to temporary bases with their leaders, who were as fat as pigs

.

It's unclear which country first used nuclear weapons, but satellites show

countless fireworks displays every day on Earth. People hoped the nuclear weapons would eliminate these monsters, but contrary to expectations, the animals, which had been

peaceful for a while, reappeared. They were stronger and more intelligent, and people could

no longer recognize what kind of animals they had mutated from.

World order collapsed. Due to blocked communications and the inability to shut down the sky, three months later, the world was

in utter chaos. Eight-tenths of humanity had been killed and eaten by the mutated monsters, and a few

were barely surviving in the ruins of cities.

My name is Chen Hao, 25 years old. Three months ago, I was a company employee. I had a

girlfriend named Su Ling. She was as pure as her name suggested, and her love of being pampered made me obedient to her.

Earning twice as much as me, Su Ling, a secretary, could buy a ton of designer clothes and

expensive jewelry every month.

When the world ended, I found my girlfriend, who also worked as a secretary. When I stormed into the company office

, I saw her staring at me in terror, with a man old enough to be her

father .

I was thrown out by the company security. Seeing my girlfriend already dressed, nestled

beside , her cold eyes sending chills down my spine, while the man beside her continued cursing and urging the security guards

to make me disappear,

I cried. I cried like a child. I ran home, locked myself in my room,

and silently healed my wounds. My girlfriend never came back.

Now, I'm wearing tattered clothes, crawling in the mud, holding an incredibly sharp

steel bar, silently staring at a mutated maggot ten meters away.

The collapse of world order has reverted people to a primitive state, but some stand out.

They are born leaders, and even in this apocalypse, large supermarkets are first

seized by this group. They prevent anyone from entering, and they are more ferocious than mutated beasts. They have no

qualms about killing, and even eat people.

I clearly don't belong to their leadership type, so hunger forces me to hunt these

mutated maggots, because they are relatively small among the mutated beasts and pose the least threat to humans.

The mutated maggots, dragging bodies as thick as my own, slowly crawl towards the nearby ruins. After their mutation,

they eat everything, and the steel and concrete of the city are their best food.

I stare intently at the mutated maggots slowly approaching me. The steel bars in my hands seem incredibly

heavy . Success or failure hinges on this; either it dies, or I become its food.

Five meters, three meters... Gritting my teeth, I suddenly stood up, swinging the steel bar in my hand with all my might. The bar accurately struck

the mutated maggot in the ruins, the powerful force piercing its body and pinning it firmly to the ground.

The mutated maggot opened its sharp jaws and bared its teeth at me, the pain causing it to writhe violently, trying to break free of

the steel bar.

At that moment, I drew the watermelon knife from my waist, circled around to the mutated maggot's back,

and thrust it into its anus. Then, I pulled sharply upwards, instantly slashing a wound the length of an arm across the maggot's tail. Mucus mixed

with blood gushed out like a fountain.

The mutated maggot had no vocal cords, so it could only struggle more violently

. Gradually, its struggles weakened, the violent struggles causing its blood to drain even faster.

About a minute later, the mutated maggot stopped moving completely. I quickly went over, removed the steel bars, and took out

a watermelon knife to process it on the spot.

Actually, only the part of the mutated maggot's flesh near the back of its head is edible; the rest is poisonous. This is an experience learned by

countless ignorant humans through countless deaths. The maggot's blood attracts carnivorous mutated beasts nearby,

so you have to process it on the spot, cutting off the edible parts and leaving immediately.

Just as I finished packing the meat and was about to leave, a woman walked towards the ruins. Her clothes

were relatively clean, and her red high heels clicked on the ground

. She was quite pretty; before the apocalypse, she would probably have been the object of many wealthy men's affections.

Her name was Tang Jia, and the survivors in the vicinity all knew her because she was a prostitute.

After the apocalypse, women, because they were not as strong as men, could only become appendages of men. Strong

men could support several women, but that was a minority. Most women were reduced to prostitutes like Tang Jia,

selling their bodies for a meal.

"What are you doing here? I don't need your services."

I held the steel bar, warily eyeing the woman before me. Women would kill for food; they would kill

men climax, then eat them. What they couldn't finish would be preserved as cured meat. This was the apocalypse

, an era that instilled despair.

"Don't be nervous, I'm hungry. I just want a full meal."

Tang Jia gave me a pitiful look, her face covered in mud, making her appear utterly helpless.

I fell silent, looking at Tang Jia reminding me of my girlfriend. I wondered if she was still

alive , and how she was doing.

"Half a pound of insect meat, that's all."

I turned around, picked up enough meat for a week, and headed towards my lodgings.

Tang Jia, hearing my words, was clearly pleased. She scurried after me in her high heels, saying as she ran

, "I didn't expect you to finally see the light. What's wrong, couldn't hold back anymore?"

Yes, how long had it been? Three months? It seemed I really should find a woman to release my pent-up frustration.

My lodgings were in a school's security booth. There were few animals and little food at the school, so there

weren't many mutated beasts here.

Of course, I wasn't the only survivor here. There were about two other survivors living here.

Like me, they didn't belong to any large group and chose to act alone because large groups were too dangerous.

People without value would only become food. They only wanted strong men and beautiful women.

I didn't speak much with them. Mutual suspicion was the most basic rule of survival because you never knew

when someone would stab you in the back and steal your food.

The guard booth was small, only about two square meters, with a single bed. I had converted the toilet next to it into a storage

room, locked with a large iron padlock.

The toilet was no longer needed; the city's sewage system was paralyzed, and there was no water or electricity.

Water here was sometimes more precious than food.

Tang Jia followed me into the room, plopped down on the bed, and looked around my dwelling. "It's quite clean. I didn't realize you were such a meticulous person. I wonder if you'll still be so meticulous

later ." She chuckled as she spoke. I ignored her, changed into clean clothes, took out a half-full bottle of mineral water, poured some onto my hand and slowly wet the mud off my face, then wiped it off with a tissue. It hadn't rained for half a month; water was incredibly precious. Tang Jia stared at the water in my hand, her throat gulping , then, seeing I wasn't going to give her any, she impatiently urged, "Ca n't hurry up, act like a woman?" After cleaning herself, I looked at Tang Jia, who was leaning against the headboard. She was wearing a sexy black camisole, her breasts barely visible due to hunger. The camisole was dirty, with some white stains, probably some man's semen. Over it, she wore a clean light red coat, probably recently found somewhere . She wore a knee-length light green skirt, torn, revealing pink , but with rings of dried stains. A pair of long, slender legs were bare of stockings, but clad in red high heels that were at least centimeters high. The shoes were stained with mud, creating a striking contrast between sexiness and filth. Tang Jia, with her legs crossed, leaned against the headboard and said, "Could you give me some water to wash up? I just finished. If you don't mind, it's fine." Tang Jia was clever; no man would be indifferent to a stinking cunt covered in another man's semen. She would drink the water a man gave her and then let him wash her. But she didn't know I was an exception. I didn't like clean women, especially women whose cunts had to be dirty —that was what attracted me most. "No water, but I don't mind." I casually cut off a piece of the worm meat I was holding, placed it on the table beside me, and carefully hid the rest of the meat in the storage room. Tang Jia had clearly never encountered a man like this before. She snapped angrily, "You stinking idiot!" Seeing the meat on the table, she didn't argue further. Tang Jia's genitals really smelled bad; sometimes, even when she was sitting still, a sour, fishy stench mixed with men's semen wafted over. Without water, the woman's daily vaginal discharge had accumulated into a thick layer of grime . Moreover, she slept with men every day; those stinky men wouldn't leave her alone for at least three or four times. Her uterus was filled with the semen of different men every day; if it weren't for her underwear, it would probably flow like a faucet as she walked. While the men in the post-apocalyptic world had all received varying degrees of enhancement, the woman showed no change in strength, only...

She became even more beautiful, but her chances of conceiving were almost nonexistent.

Tang Jia was clearly unhappy about not getting water. She kicked off her shoes, revealing some

semen on her feet. The smell of feet mixed with semen made my penis hard.

Tang Jia turned her head and saw my erection, paused, and said stupidly, "You can still get hard even with this smell?

I think you've gone crazy from holding it in."

I ignored her, sat down next to her feet, and picked up her feet to examine them.

Tang Jia's feet were still beautiful, probably a size 37. They felt sticky in my hand, and

a smell even stronger than before hit my nose.

I took a deep breath, closing my eyes in ecstasy. The stench of the feet, mixed with

some man's semen, made the smell strange—a scent I'd never smelled before. Before the apocalypse,

bound by basic human morality, I dared not reveal my desires. But now, without moral

constraints , my inner desires surged. "She's a prostitute. She just performed footjobs on that man

. Her feet are covered in his semen and have a strong stench. I really want to lick those feet."

What's there to hold back with the apocalypse upon us? Who knows when I'll die? Without hesitation, I licked those

filthy feet. A salty taste, mixed with the sticky texture of semen, filled my mouth.

Tang Jia, before the apocalypse, was a wealthy businessman's mistress, living a life of luxury, almost replacing

the businessman's wife. She knew how to please men, how to make them infatuated with her. But today,

things seemed different.

Tang Jia had never encountered a man like this before. In her mind, men's possessiveness was terrifying; she was extremely repulsed by anything belonging

to other men, let alone their semen.

Yet this man was licking her own feet! Just moments before, in another man's room, she had

used her feet to help him urinate, her feet covered in his fresh semen.

While Tang Jia was still stunned, I had already finished licking one of her feet and was about to move on to the other when

Tang Jia finally snapped out of it. "You fucking idiot! Are you stupid? Aren't you disgusted?"

Seeing Tang Jia's contemptuous expression, my face flushed, but I didn't back down verbally, saying, "You damn

stinking woman, do you still want your meat? If not, get out!"

Tang Jia was clearly terrified of men; hearing my roar, she trembled and quickly said, "Oh,

Brother Hao, I was wrong, I was wrong, do it, do it, whatever makes you happy!"

Giving Tang Jia a fierce glare, I continued licking her left foot.

The strong stench of sweat and semen on my feet was stimulating my penis, making it throb. The friction against my pants brought me

to the brink of ejaculation. I quickly pulled down my pants; otherwise, it would be a waste of my body.

Tang Jia saw me starting to take off my pants and thought I was about to fuck her, so she pulled her legs back and started to take off her pants as well.

I quickly stopped her, saying, "Don't move, I'll do it myself."

"It's a bit dirty, why don't you wash it with water?"

Tang Jia really wanted some water to wash this time because she was afraid Su Hao would lose interest if he saw her genitals.

Tang Jia's skirt was already pulled up, and I could see a large, yellowish patch in the middle of her underwear that was already wet.

It wasn't her vaginal fluid; it was definitely men's semen and genital secretions that had seeped deeply into her underwear.

"Why so much nonsense? I'll do whatever I want with you."

I was trembling violently. In front of me was a prostitute, who was fucked by countless men every day

, but now I actually wanted to lick her semen-covered cunt clean.

Shame was etched into my heart like a knife, yet my inner desires overwhelmed me.

I slowly parted Tang Jia's legs, kneeling between them, and bent down to approach her

filthy panties. A thick, pungent smell of semen, mixed with the stench of a man's penis, the lingering odor of her urine,

and the fermented smell of vaginal discharge filled the air. Most people would find this

nauseating , but I felt increasingly aroused.

My nose was practically touching the panties. I took a deep breath, a scent I'd never smelled before stimulating

my senses.

I felt dizzy. I didn't know how to describe the smell. The pungent odor of urine

couldn't mask the rich, fishy stench of the unfamiliar semen and the unique, erotic smell of fermenting vaginal secretions. I wanted

to live with this smell forever.

The intense stimulation, combined with my long period of abstinence, caused me

to ejaculate .

I frantically inhaled the scent of Tang Jia's underwear, my nose constantly jutting forward, my penis throbbing as

it ejaculated shameful semen.

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