I Spread my Genes to Level Up in the Apocalypse

"Besides, I am not alone," Ray murmured to himself.

A dead army of thousands, each one at least as strong as a level one undead and could regenerate forever.

The power it could output was enough to take over a country.

The only problem he was worried about was bombs, bombs enough to destroy an entire country.

This was the cause of the radiation and the apocalypse.

Although he doubted that his own country had any, as they were not particularly famous for being advanced, he was concerned about other countries.

So Ray needed to grow faster and stronger. What better way than spreading his genes?

Ray looked at the three women and took them to the room inside.

"Hmph, lecherous person."

He could hear Freya's pout from behind him, which made his lips twitch in speechlessness.

"I guess she is jealous. I need to give her some attention," Ray smiled while looking at Gina.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes," Gina nodded, quickly undressing to reveal her curvy body.

Unlike the two girls who were shy, she was a milf and wasn't that shy.

Ray took her bust in his hands, his fingers sinking into the softness like they were touching a sponge.

"Soft, really soft."

It was said the bigger, the better, and Ray felt that this statement was true. His hand literally sank into her bust.

"Mhm."

Gina almost moaned involuntarily.

"Is this sensitive?" Ray's face almost brightened.

"Yeah, this baggage is quite sensitive." She nodded her head.

"It's not baggage; this is a gift from nature itself," he muttered with a straight face.

Gina rolled her eyes. She already knew his antics, so she just let him play with her body for a short time.

"Then let's get to the main dish now."

Ray smirked.

Soon, the sound of flesh slapping echoed in the room, completely submerging the place with the intermittent moans of three different women.

"Hmph."

Freya's ears were glued to the door, listening to the noise inside with her cheeks puffed, pouting.

"Freya, are you listening again?" Grace frowned as she appeared.

"Hey, hey, big sis Grace, don't talk like you are not going to listen too," Freya chuckled with a smile.

"You..."

Grace reacted as if her tail had been stepped on.

Soon, two other women appeared, one with particularly curly pink hair that stood out among them.

"Vanessa and Evelyn too?" Freya frowned. "Why are you two here?"

"For the same reason you two are here," Vanessa curled her lips.

An invisible wall seemed to form between the four women, separating them.

Grace and Freya stood on one side, and Vanessa and Evelyn on the other.

One favored by Ray, and the other useful.

Evelyn had a C-class skill, Metal Control, while Vanessa had an even greater B-class skill, Energy Synergist.

Compared to Grace, who had a C-class Ice Magic skill, and Freya, who wasn't awakened, it was obvious who would win.

But Ray favored Freya, so the outcome was uncertain.

Since ancient times, there was always rivalry among women, otherwise, those dramas of the king's harem wouldn't come to fruition.

Although some parts were exaggerated, they had some semblance of reality.

"Big sister Grace, we must pull those three women to our side," Freya whispered in her ear. Grace nodded in agreement.

However, when they heard the loud moaning of the three women coming from inside, their expressions immediately reddened.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Ray came outside, looking at the four women with amusement.

"Are you guys fighting?" Ray's eyes flashed.

"Eh, no," Freya was the first to shake her head, avoiding Ray's gaze.

"You can fight, but if you dare to really fight and even backstab, the consequences will be..." Ray didn't finish his sentence.

His body emitted a murderous intent that made them shudder.

He then re-entered the room to diligently assume his duty again.

An awkward silence permeated the surroundings before Vanessa finally broke it with a cough.

"Let's compete with how much attention we can get from Ray," she said and then glued her ear to the door.

The other three women looked at each other, their eyes flashing, but they also glued their ears to the door.

There seemed to be an invisible agreement among the four women right there and then.

The next day, Ray walked out fully refreshed.

Although he didn't get any sleep, as he needed to do his duty, his stamina could keep up with it.

And there was a new prompt which increased his strength again, even though it was a little.

Everything added up would be terrifying.

There were also two little red panels in front of him, with the addition of two new skills.

[You have awakened a new skill: (C-class) Ice Magic. Do you want to activate it?]

[You have awakened a new skill: (F-class) Mechanic. Do you want to activate it?]

The three women he did it with were all awakened, and the genes he spread among them made two of them awakenable.

Ray felt like his theory was right: an awakened mother had a higher chance of producing an awakened baby, probably because of genetics.

"Yes," Ray unhesitatingly accepted the two skills, and a new row of information seemed to be implanted in his soul again.

He could feel that his mutation energy was going through another process of transformation.

And that was it.

"Is the F-class Mechanic the same as the F-class Weapon Master?" Ray walked up to the inverter in his house and touched it.

Immediately, he could feel all the internal and external workings of the inverter in an instant.

He could smoothly perceive the changes and even repair it as if on instinct.

"Hmm, the generator is faulty?" As he checked through the generator, his expression sank slightly.

Ray had bought this generator for roughly 200 dollars, and it was secondhand as well.

It was not surprising that there were many faults in it which would eventually destroy it.

It might even cause a short circuit.

Even though he had no clue about generators, he fixed all the little problems and even upgraded it in just moments.

"This... this..." When Ray looked at his own creation, he was left speechless.

A little mutation energy was drained from his body, but he could recover it quickly.

Just as he was thinking, he sensed a danger that made his body shudder.

He crouched down just as a bullet whizzed past, a hair's breadth away from destroying his skull.