I Spread my Genes to Level Up in the Apocalypse

"Haha, Freya, don't worry about him. He always goes like that from time to time in his internal monologue," Vanessa chuckled beside him.

"You two..." Ray shook his head helplessly. "We need to interrogate the King's mistress first, then I will take care of you later."

Ray's eyes held a deeper meaning.

"Fine," Freya and Vanessa pouted, feeling a strange sense of excitement.

"But really, though, Ray, I didn't expect you to have such an underground room."

Vanessa walked in the darkness, a little terrified, so she leaned on Ray.

Freya wasn't to be outdone and also leaned toward Ray.

Ray, who was the most benefited, happily accepted their closeness with a smile on his face.

The two soft bodies in his arms stirred something in him, making him very excited and hard.

"No, I must interrogate the girl first before I think of anything," Ray firmly shook his head. It was not the time to be horny.

The three descended into the basement, the dim light from the single flickering candle casting long shadows against the cold stone walls.

In the centre of the room stood a single wooden chair, the woman bound to it with coarse, tightly-wound ropes that cut into her skin.

The dim glow of the candle barely touched her figure, illuminating only the sharp angles of her face and the glistening sweat on her brow.

Her eyes remained closed despite the echoes of footsteps drawing nearer.

Ray settled into the chair directly opposite her, his demeanour calm and collected as he observed the woman with a piercing gaze.

"How is your day going?" he casually asked.

The woman's lips were parched, barely parting as she tried to form words.

Her voice came out as a hoarse whisper, lacking the strength to shout or even speak with conviction.

"You..." The word was barely audible, as she couldn't even muster her anger to shout.

She was overwhelmed by a relentless, throbbing pain that seemed to split her head open. Her eyelids were heavy, sinking slowly.

It felt as though she was teetering on the edge of consciousness, her mind drifting towards an abyss.

"Tell me everything about King," Ray chuckled and spoke in a deep voice.

"Just put me out of my misery," she pleaded.

"Alright, but first, tell me everything," Ray signalled to Vanessa.

Vanessa nodded and took out a water bottle, placing it on the table.

"Take it," Ray said lightly.

The woman almost lunged for the water bottle as if it were her lifeline, drinking it as if it were the most delicious water in the world.

After drinking her fill, her lips no longer felt dry, but the hunger in her stomach became more pronounced as her mind cleared.

Through the dim light of the candle, Ray squinted as he observed her closely.

"Can you speak now?"

"Yes," she hurriedly nodded, tears welling up in her eyes.

But Ray had no pity for her; he already knew of her evil deeds with King—how she coerced women and imprisoning them even when they were little girls.

Ray could only say she had received a taste of her own medicine.

Karma was indeed real.

It was ironic that she herself was now starved to the brink of death.

"Is that all?" Ray raised his eyebrows as she recounted every detail of her story.

"Yes, that's all I know."

She hadn't stopped sobbing. "Please spare me."

Up till now, he hadn't even bothered to learn her name.

The heinous acts she committed, all for King, were beyond comprehension.

Ray had learned all of this from all the women.

She would torture one girl each day, slowly, until the girl agreed to sleep with the King, after which they would be transported elsewhere.

As long as the girl was beautiful, their age didn't matter.

Ray felt a deep sense of disgust.

This King was guilty, and this woman was equally guilty.

He had no intention of spreading his genes with her.

Ray activated his skill Analyzer to check her status, and to his absolute shock, there was a 92% chance for her to awaken.

"Alright, we are done here," Ray stood up calmly while cancelling the Analyzer. "From now on, no one will open this door."

He said lightly to Freya and Vanessa before leaving with them.

The woman's face turned pale when she heard this. "What do you mean? Are you not going to spare me?"

"Hey, I already told you everything, and..."

No matter how loud she screamed or wept, Ray turned a deaf ear and calmly reached the door.

Her expression became increasingly crazed, as if she were on death row.

"No, I can't die. I don't want to die," she murmured, pulling out her hair.

In an instant, almost as if she were an undead being, she leaped ferociously towards Ray.

How she gained such terrifying strength so suddenly was a mystery.

Ray's ears twitched at the sound of her footsteps, and he turned around, delivering a powerful kick.

This kick contained almost all of Ray's strength, directed at the woman rushing toward him.

Bang!

The crisp sound of her bones breaking echoed through the dark, damp place.

Her body caved in as she crashed into the wall; whether she was dead or not remained uncertain.

"Let's go," Ray said coldly.

"Yes," the two women nodded, their expressions showing little emotional fluctuation towards the repugnant woman.

And so, the chapter of the King's mistress concluded without even knowing her name.

Ray wrapped his arms around the soft waists of the two women with a smile.

"How about we have some fun?" he suggested with a grin.

"Alright, Ray," Freya readily agreed.

"Oh, by the way, Ray, you should know, I'm already pregnant," Vanessa mentioned.

"Evelyn too, right?" Ray asked, without elaborating further.

"Mhm."

"Hahaha, I still have my qualities," Ray laughed.

Despite his happy mood, Vanessa looked a little concerned.

"What's the matter?" Ray raised an eyebrow.

"Won't it be a bit challenging to raise children in this apocalypse?"

"Don't worry," Ray reassured her, "Don't you trust my abilities? I promise I will ensure the safety of all my children."

With conviction in his voice, he guided the two women to the bed, gently cuddling them then the flesh slapping noise echoed.

At some point, Grace, Evelyn, Daisy, and Kate joined in as well.

Ray was exceptionally gentle with these women, aware of their pregnancies although it wouldn't affect much since it was the early stage but still he was absolutely careful.

"It's time to take care of Melissa."