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🕑 Added 2025-09-13 23:36:39 +0000 UTCEP. 34. Aren’t We All Trying to Get Rich Together? (2)
After finishing moving the supplies, we waited for Park Sanghyuk at the 15th floor stairwell entrance for about 20 minutes.
Ready to run downstairs if anything went wrong, I noticed he arrived a little earlier than the promised hour, coming down from the 16th floor alone.
Just as discussed, Park Sanghyuk came to us by himself. With no sign of anyone following him, it seemed unlikely that our relationship with this survivor group would turn hostile.
“Sorry for making you wait so long.”
“Not at all. You actually arrived earlier than promised.”
After exchanging brief greetings, we got straight to the point.
“How did your discussion with the other survivors go?”
“To get straight to the point, we’ve decided to accept your ‘deal,’ Mr. Kim.”
“You’ve made a very wise choice.”
Without any hesitation, Park Sanghyuk clearly stated he would accept my deal.
I couldn’t help but smile with joy-so much that even my “Cool Judgment” skill couldn’t suppress my emotions.
It felt like, with just a little more effort, I’d have all the gears of “success” assembled and turning.
‘If things keep going well, I could open the exchange within a week…’
I was already imagining a bustling exchange, and myself holding power through “clean water.”
Just then, Park Sanghyuk, still keeping a stiff expression, made a request regarding the terms of the deal.
“But we also have one condition to ask of you, Mr. Kim.”
“Oh? Well… let’s hear it.”
“We’d like you to maintain at least one minimum standard regarding the ‘goodwill’ you’ll ask of us.”
‘Is the employee setting terms for the employer? Unbelievable… Am I already growing a dictator’s mindset? This is a heart demon…’
For a moment, I almost blurted out “How dare you?” but quickly composed myself and listened as Park Sanghyuk continued.
“We’d like you to refrain from unnecessarily taking lives or putting us in situations where our lives are excessively at risk.”
Wait, that’s not one but two conditions, mister.
So they want to take the water but minimize their own risk? With those terms, what exactly can I ask them to do? In a zombie apocalypse, what isn’t life-threatening, and when do conflicts not happen?
Where’s your conscience?
Though I wasn’t satisfied with Park Sanghyuk and his group’s demands, I kept a smile and gave a positive answer.
“Don’t worry about that. The ‘goodwill’ I’ll ask from you and the others won’t be that dangerous. And if we ever have a disagreement, we can always resolve it democratically through discussion, right?”
“Yes, you’re absolutely right.”
“Then let’s shake hands to celebrate our agreement. I look forward to working with you.”
“Yes, I look forward to it as well.”
Maybe my accommodating attitude was softer than he expected, but Park Sanghyuk shook my hand with a slightly dazed yet hopeful expression.
What was he thinking? Was he happy he’d found a pushover? Or proud he’d secured safety for his community through rational means?
Whatever he thought, I had no intention of keeping my promise to these survivors for long.
At most, until the exchange was running smoothly.
Once the exchange was thriving and my faction had grown, I’d become someone no one could challenge.
And Park Sanghyuk and his group, who made the first deal with me, would end up dependent on my “water.”
…So why would I need to care what they thought?
‘Just look at the Facebook founder. As soon as he succeeded, he cut out his partner.’
As I thought about the inevitable “cutting ties” in the near future, the app sent me a notification.
Bzzz… bzzz…
[Congratulations! You have completed the quest ‘Make Allies.’]
[Reward: 30 MP]
[New Quest: Master of the Apartment (1)]
You now command a double-digit force.
It’s time to dominate an entire line of the apartment.
Form a friendly relationship with the lower-floor survivor group, or make them your subordinates.
(1) If necessary, you may drive them out of the apartment or eliminate them for success.
Reward: 40 MP
(1) If you fail, you will become enemies with that survivor group.
After the deal was somehow completed,
I asked Park Sanghyuk to bring everyone capable of wielding a weapon to the 11th floor by 5 a.m. the next day.
“What are you planning to do?”
“I couldn’t say earlier, but to be honest, there’s a sex offender among the lower-floor survivors. Catherine here is both the victim and a witness.”
“What? That’s…”
“No matter how much the world is ending, we can’t just let a sex offender live openly in our apartment.”
After explaining that I needed their help to carry out ‘justice,’ Park Sanghyuk nodded and promised to gather people at the appointed time.
With the first preparations for tomorrow’s quest complete, Aunt, Catherine, and I returned home.
Right after, hungry from only having biscuits for lunch, the three of us started preparing dinner.
In just ten minutes, we whipped up fried rice and ramen, and our hands flew as we sat around the table.
Nom, munch munch
Slurp
Truly, hunger is the best sauce.
After a day of hard work, the fried rice and ramen tasted even better.
…Maybe that’s why, in what felt like three minutes, we’d all cleaned our bowls.
After cleaning up the table, the three of us reviewed the “operation” for tomorrow morning.
“If Catherine’s right, there are only two strong men among the lower-floor survivors, and one of them is our target, Lee Changseop… So if we sneak into the 4th floor and capture him first…”
We figured out that Lee Changseop usually woke up around 6 a.m.
The plan was to storm unit 403 before then and carry out “justice.”
Once we took care of Lee Changseop, one of the only two men downstairs, the rest would surely submit without resistance.
‘The ajummas downstairs are all talk; once they see a blade, it’s over.’
After an early dinner and meeting,
Catherine, needing to get up early, got ready to head back to her place.
“See you tomorrow morning. Thanks again for helping deal with that motherless bastard.”
“Yeah, see you in the morning, Catherine.”
Maybe because she’d finally get to resolve her injustice, Catherine’s eyes flashed as she left.
I couldn’t help but wonder how she’d deal with Lee Changseop.
Meanwhile, my gaze lingered on Catherine’s voluptuous figure in jeans.
Unlike Aunt’s Pilates-toned lower body, Catherine’s was wild and powerfully built.
Her curves oozed raw sex appeal, and my cock started swelling again.
At the same time, I recalled what happened earlier that day.
My eyes drifted downward, and I lightly gripped my half-erect cock.
‘Right, time to teach Aunt a lesson. With this.’
Just then,
“Aunt, I’ll shower first.”
As soon as Catherine closed the door behind her, Aunt headed for the master bathroom to shower.
…I couldn’t miss this chance, so I waited a moment and followed her.
Stripping off my clothes one by one,
Slip, drop… slip, drop…
By the time I reached the bathroom, I was naked.
Bang!
“Kya! Minwoo?”
Bursting into the bathroom just as the water started running, I was captivated by Aunt’s voluptuous body.
Her startled voice rang in my ears.
Immediately,
I quickly approached her frozen in surprise and hugged her from behind.
Naturally, my cock nestled between her firm 40-inch cheeks.
And as my arms wrapped around her, my cock pressed against her melon-sized breasts.
My fully aroused cock gushed precum, rubbing against Aunt’s pussy lips.
Aunt, already getting used to my cock, let out a sultry moan.
“Haaah♡”
And I whispered the answer to her teasing from earlier in her ear.
“You told me to take out my anger on you tonight, remember?”
At that moment,
Her pussy, pressed against my glans, trembled and gushed hot juices.
