Code Zulu Alpha: Nerd in the Apocalypse!

Obviously, 90% of the population would've agreed with what Megan said but 90% of the population was fucking dead, and this was just the way we do things. Of course I fucking know that a pregnancy could occur once two people of the opposite sex have unprotected sex—as did the 90% of the population—but then again, the same percentage seemed to have just "winged" what happened after.

And even though more than half of them were decently doing their jobs, the total success rate should be 99.9%.

'I'm pretty confident about managing and leading thousands of people to survive the apocalypse but I can confidently say that I still know jack shit about being a father.'

I did say that I have a few complaints as to how my father or my parents raised me, but that wasn't even half the argument since what makes a person shouldn't only be from how they were raised, but how he lived his life till its end, even if how a parental figure greatly influence what happens after they left the nest.

One more thing, it seemed like Quinn wanted to do it with just herself with some help from her crew in her domain—allowing some visits and plenty of calls from us—so in essence, if everything goes right, I'd technically be a father but realistically part-time.

Truthfully, this whole thing had a lot of shit we need to iron out before plunging into the deep end because if something went wrong in the beginning, part-way in, or at the end, it'll be on all of us and the one who'd suffer most was the child.

That was something I'd avoid at all costs, and even if slight mistakes could be forgiven or resolved, I'd rather have my child have the perfect childhood before he/she moves on to being an adult or being their own person.

I'd still check in on him/her from time to time or I'd let 'em pay me visits for advice or anything else like sharing a drink or two—probably even let them stay until they were full grown adults—but that was too far into the picture at the moment.

'Another plate on the tray…'

With that said, it didn't take long before we eventually felt that wave of drowsiness, and the moment I let out an exaggerated yawn, everyone else followed with their own.

"That's really weird, huh?"

"Yawning after seeing someone yawn?"

"Yawn-ception…"

"Witchcraft…"

"Pfft— Hahahaha! We're really gonna sleep here?"

"We did last night and Rachel's room is umm… soaked, to say the least…"

"Because of you."

"Wha— That's not all me, alright?! It's 70% me but who were the people that kept fucking me on both ends, huh?!"

"Oh, come on! Don't make me jealous, now! I'm already sleepy and you're making me horny…"

"Unless…"

"Oh no…"

"Please? Just one round? For each of us?"

"I really should've put up more rules than being the only guy…"

"Please? I'll let you lick my armpits?"

"Dammit! Just one, alright?!"

"So, you like armpits, huh? Interesting…"

"You can do him if you want, Jenn…"

"Hmm~ I'm tempted from hearing all the recos but not now… very soon though…"

"Trust me, you'll like it."

"Oh, I'll know that I like it, I'm just preparing myself for when it happens. It's been a while since I had good dick… or any, if that matters…"

"Hey guys, I know y'all are fucking horny but I'M TRYING TO SLEEP! DO IT QUIETLY!" Stay updated with m-v le-mpyr

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

In any case, since Quinn and Megan requested some late, late-night "snack", I obliged with the premise of their underarms though we did it as quickly and as quietly as we could. However, Jennifer was definitely eyeing me within the comfort of her own blanket and lonesome because Rachel decided to share her blanket with Kaley instead of her.

But even when morning came, Tatiana and Alexa had their turn with me but Jennifer still wouldn't budge and was refusing to even partake with just her mouth or even her hands.

It wasn't like I'm pissed that she wasn't joining in or anything but I definitely know the look of someone that horny and curious but still refuses to follow what they want. It was a little weird between us because she still referred to me as her little bro but I decided to just see what happens in their own time.

'She also had this thing with Rachel still but whatever…'

In any case, right as we had our breakfast, at least 60% of our fighting force was getting ready to storm the Subic Bay International Airport because it was one of our deals with the ADM before they set off to take back their land.

Granted we could do it on our own given enough time, but I'd take all the help I could get from these people because even if we were expanding at a pace extremely faster than what we were doing back home, we have the people to man these key locations, and just the dead we'd take off the streets plus the untouched loot at the other wharf right next to the airport was fucking huge.

Furthermore, the airport itself had a lot of facilities and a ton of space everyone could stretch their feet on, but the most promising yet most dangerous one to add to our lists of services offered was the safe landing of air vehicles.

We could always close everything off even if they weren't locked off by a body of water but we can't just make an airlock of sorts with planes and the like because they'd use the landing strip we'd provide for them.

That was something we'd need to be really careful for or should prepare for because if one of those passengers was carrying something that could affect the well-being of everyone in the airport, everyone would just be fucked with the simplest of mistakes. However, on the flip side, if this place was maintained perfectly and without issue, it'd just open the world for us.

Then Oscar tapped me with a shit-eating grin on his face:

"Wanna drop in the middle of the runway with me, kid?"