My bedroom leads to the end of the world

Chapter 37 The Hell of the Weak
The female soldiers were quickly demolishing the house and transporting the cars and various materials in the house that they could take away.

"Hurry up and get the metal! The wood is not so scarce, let's talk about it when it can't fit!"

"This bed is good! Take it home and I'll use it!"

"Take this painting too!"

"Battery! Search all, don't let go of any battery!"

"If you want to survive, tell me honestly, is there something hidden?!"

Celia led people to the house to collect resources. This woman is very good at cleaning the battlefield and doing post-war work, and she will never be negligent in money matters.

Nan Jing looked at the wounded female soldiers on the ground. During the brief gun battle, two female soldiers were pierced through their arms and abdomen by bullets.

There were also several bullet holes on the helmets these people were wearing. If they didn't wear helmets, they must be dead at this time.

"Let's eat something."

Nan Jing took out a ham sausage, twisted his hands in half, and handed it to the two wounded female soldiers.

The two fighters did not expect this kind of treatment. They were injured as soon as they were injured. After returning home, they could gradually recover by eating some energy food.

Like the medicine-grade food in front of them, they thought it was exclusive to the captain and some seriously injured.

Even if you are injured, it doesn't mean you can eat this.

In this world, medicine is worth more than human life.

This is common sense, the common sense of this era.

The female soldier licked her chapped lips, and said awkwardly: "You don't have to do this, such a sausage can buy two of us, and our wounds will heal as long as we go back and rest."

After Nan Jing heard it, she stretched out her hand expressionlessly.

He supported the back of the wounded woman's head with one hand, and directly stuffed the ham sausage roughly into the woman's mouth with the other.

"Eat as soon as I tell you to eat! Since I am your master, you should listen to me!"

Nan Jing was a little restless.

The female wounded clenched her fists, not because of anger, but because Nan Jing's actions were too rough, as if to vent, forcing her to eat such a precious ham sausage.

When the pure ham sausage that was not contaminated by the virus of this era entered her throat, the female wounded swallowed uncomfortably.

Nan Jing quickly let go, looking at the woman in front of her who was covering her mouth with her hands, suppressing a cough and swallowing the amyloid in her mouth and throat, feeling a little guilty.

Wanted to apologize, but soon realized it shouldn't be, and ended up keeping silent.

After the female wounded resisted the urge to cough and ate everything, the uncomfortable feeling disappeared quickly, even the arm pierced by the bullet and the wound torn in the air did not hurt so much!

This pure food from peaceful times has become a wonderful painkiller here!

"Thank you, Master! I'm much better, and the wound is starting to heal!" The female wounded looked at the bullet hole on her arm, where the blood had begun to coagulate, and it was healing at a very fast speed!

Nan Jing stood up and threw another piece of sausage to the other wounded.

When the ham sausage fell to the ground, the wounded man sitting on the ground quickly picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth hungrily.

While eating quickly, the woman with blood on her thigh raised her head and stared at Nan Jing intently.

Nan Jing looked at the opponent's thigh, and after a few seconds, the blood flowing down there began to freeze and dry up.

"Take a break. After you sit in the car, I won't allow my maid to die like this. You can do more things for me."

Nan Jing left an explanation, then walked to the car to check the harvest this time.

The female soldiers and the two wounded in the original base all looked at the man's back gratefully and realized the man's reliability.

At this time, the captured women at the side all saw this scene.

Not only are there two Ewell women, but there are women in this base.

Julian had been watching this scene from the sidelines, and after noticing the changes in the eyes of the prisoners, he walked to Nan Jing's side.

"Do you like any of those women?"

Nan Jing heard Julian's voice, and said calmly: "I don't like junk, I like that trash man, or I had a good relationship with that man before, whether I surrender or not, don't take it back."

Julian didn't know much about this, so he nodded, "I see!"

After agreeing and going out to do things, Julian found Katerina and repeated Nan Jing's words.

"Master, what does this mean?"

Katerina blew a loud whistle with a smile, and shouted with a smile: "Seria, the master asked you to pick some obedient little girls for him, clean ones."

Celia was digging out the floor of the base with a halberd, and when she heard it, she said, "Understood."

Julian asked curiously, "What kind of woman?"

The relationship between Katerina and Julian is very good. At this time, she explained with a smile: "Basically, the group of beautiful girls who do not belong to the strong in this base and are not entitled to enjoy men."

The bustling demolition soon came to an end. After dismantling the entire villa, a group of people left the place with the resources and population they needed.

After the sound of the convoy's engines gradually faded away, heads emerged from the distant hills.

Women in brightly colored clothes came over, their targets were not the dilapidated ruins in the distance.

Although searching the ruins is also something they like to do, compared to that, many of them are now walking towards the man who is constantly crawling out on the ground.

The man showed a terrified expression, he recognized the group of Evelians!
The man who soon lost his feet was taken by a group of Ewell women to the ruined base in the middle of the lake.

The Aiweier people are not worried about the attacks of zombies and mutant beasts, and their IQs don't think too far.

This weak man soon became a toy for these homeless women.

The people of Aiweier don't know how to restrain themselves, nor how to carefully care for this man whose various functions have failed.

In less than one night, this man was completely played to death.

Although the number of males is very rare, the population of this world does not need too many males.

Most males are not eligible to reproduce because their genes don't match!
This era is not a man's paradise, and it never was.

There is no moral constraint, no national and legal constraints, and no concept of equality for all.

When morality and law cannot restrain most people, then it will be such an era.

This is a paradise for the strong!

Hell for the weak!

(End of this chapter)