Harem Emperor In The End Times

Moreover, she wore the police uniform not to symbolize her identity as a police officer, but mainly because Ryan once said that she looked very charming in it.

Thus, Mia wore the police uniform to please her master.

"Instructor, the search is complete. There is no one else in this room except these men," reported several female soldiers after completing their search.

Mia felt a pang of disappointment. They had searched several buildings but had only found male survivors so far, not a single woman.

"Let's move on. This building should have several more floors," Mia said, leading the female warriors up to the top floor.

In front of a door, a man was trying to ingratiate himself with Mia and the other female soldiers, his eyes filled with surprise. Mia sensed something amiss and hesitated to act immediately.

It wasn't that she was soft-hearted, but the man's behavior was suspicious. Though he was trying to please them, his eyes darted evasively when he saw Mia in her police uniform. His ruddy complexion suggested he hadn't been starving for long.

Unlike the otaku she had encountered earlier, who had been frugal with his stored food, this man didn't appear to be short of supplies. How had he managed to sustain himself for so long?

"You two, go in and search. Be careful," Mia instructed. The two female soldiers nodded and prepared to enter the room. Explore more at My Virtual Library Empire

"No need to go in. It's dirty and messy in there..." the man stammered, visibly panicking as he tried to block their entry.

"If you don't want to die, move aside," Mia said coldly, placing her long knife against the man's neck. He felt a chill run down his spine and quickly stepped aside.

Sweat beaded on the man's forehead, and his eyes flickered nervously. Mia, having worked as a special police officer, immediately sensed something was wrong. There was definitely something fishy about this room.

Soon, the two female soldiers emerged, their faces pale and filled with disgust. Before they could speak, they rushed to the far end of the corridor and vomited.

Mia's expression turned icy as she glared at the man, who was now trembling with fear. If it weren't for the female soldiers surrounding him with their long knives, he would have bolted.

After composing themselves, the two soldiers reported to Mia, their faces still grim. "Instructor, there's a half-eaten woman's body and some bloody flesh fragments in there. It's the wife of this monster. There's also cooked human flesh in the pot..."

Before they could finish, the other women turned pale, their eyes blazing with anger as they stared at the trembling man.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry… I didn't mean it… I didn't want to do this, wuwuwu… I was so hungry, I had no choice, I'm sorry…" the man sobbed, kneeling on the ground.

The two female soldiers grew angrier as they spoke, their hands tightening around their weapons, wishing they could stab the man where he knelt.

Mia felt a wave of nausea. Despite her experience as a special police officer, having seen many dark cases, the thought of someone eating his own wife to survive sent a chill down her spine.

"Break his limbs and throw him to the zombies," Mia ordered, her voice filled with disgust. She couldn't bear to do it herself; the mere thought of touching him repulsed her.

The man's face twisted in terror.

"You can't do this! You're treating human life as worthless! Let me go! Aren't you a police officer? You have no right to sentence me to death, you bastards!"

Ignoring his frantic curses, the female soldiers swiftly broke his limbs and dragged him away like a lifeless sack. They hurled him off the building, ensuring he would either be devoured by zombies or die from the fall.

"Instructor, there's a little girl in the room, but she's in poor condition and refuses to come out with us. Perhaps you should take a look..." one of the soldiers suggested.

Mia nodded and entered the room. In a bedroom, she found the little girl the soldier had mentioned. She was around ten years old, her hands chained to the security window.

A surge of anger flashed in Mia's eyes. She strode forward, cut the chains, and gently picked up the girl.

"Wuuuu… Let me go, you bad guy… Let me go… I don't want it, I don't want to eat my mommy… No… Let me go…" the little girl screamed, struggling desperately.

Mia's heart ached as she held the girl tightly. From the child's words, she deduced that the girl had witnessed her mother being killed and eaten by her father. The trauma had left her deeply scarred, and she had likely been forced to consume her mother's flesh.

The thought made Mia regret not dismembering the man and feeding him piece by piece to the zombies. Death had been too merciful for such a monster.

"Shh, it's okay. I'm not your father. I'm a police officer, and I'm here to save you," Mia whispered, comforting the terrified girl.

The little girl looked up at Mia, then buried her face in her chest and wept.

"Wuwuwu... Police sister, my father is so bad. He chopped my mommy with a knife and wanted to eat her flesh, wuwuwu..."

"It's alright now, it's over," Mia murmured, gently rocking the girl. Eventually, the child cried herself to sleep in Mia's arms. Mia carried her out of the room...

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Meanwhile, inside the hospital, Ryan, feeling refreshed after some exercise, had just finished drafting a simple plan for the base's development. He spotted the beautiful Rose on the balcony and approached her.

Seeing Ryan, Rose instinctively tensed. A flicker of fear and disgust crossed her eyes as she stood up to leave.

Ryan chuckled and quickly grabbed her hands, pinning her against the balcony.

"Why, Mrs. Rose, do you avoid me every time you see me? Not even a greeting? How rude."

His breath against her ear made Rose's heart race. She remained silent, trying to twist free from his grasp.

"Ah... let go~" Rose gasped as Ryan's hands groped her breasts, his touch eliciting an involuntary cry.

"Are you trying to let everyone below hear you?" Ryan teased, glancing down at the maids working in the courtyard. From their vantage point, the two on the balcony were clearly visible.

Rose flushed and clamped her mouth shut, but Ryan's assault continued. She could feel her breasts being kneaded, a tingling sensation spreading through her chest.

"You...what do you want~" Rose asked, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and anger.

"What else? I just want to take a beautiful woman like you, strip her naked, bend her over this balcony, and fuck her until she's begging for mercy," Ryan said crudely, his words dripping with vulgarity.

Rose winced at his obscene language. As a refined woman, she had never been exposed to such filth before meeting Ryan. It disgusted her.

"Must you be so vulgar? Don't you men have anything else on your minds besides this?" Rose retorted, her voice laced with disdain.

"Of course we do. For instance, imagining a beautiful woman like you lying on a bed, spreading her legs, and begging for my cock. Just the thought is thrilling," Ryan replied, his tone lewd.

Rose felt a wave of helplessness. She was at a loss on how to deal with Ryan. Threats and pleas alike seemed to bounce off him. His strength and determination to humiliate her left her with no means to resist.