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Apocalyptic Villain: Female Leads, Don't Even Think About Running

Ye Zi'an finds himself unexpectedly transported into the world of a novel he once criticized as trash. Upon activation of the Villain System, he gains an SSS-level skill, acquiring extra attributes by cultivating relationships with exceptional women. As a seasoned reader, Ye Zi'an knows exactly what to do: suppress the original male protagonist, construct a fortress to protect high-caliber female survivors, and form his own female legion. His goal is to gather the world's most outstanding female survivors into his stronghold. And whatโ€™s more, the fortress has the potential to evolve into a Sky City. System: Host... ------- You can read 40+ Advanced chapter in my Ko-Fi: Patreon.com/GodOfReader ------ 5 Chapters / Day This is translated. The cover is not mine. I don't have any rights over this novel, so if author wanted me to take this down, you could contact me in my gmail.

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Chapter 67: Returning to the Stronghold

In the distance, Zhao Wanrong and others breathed a sigh of relief as they saw Ye Zian return safely. They relaxed their tense expressions, although due to their own status, they refrained from displaying the same intimacy as Lin Qianqian and others.

Ye Zian noticed Ye Yu not far away, her eyes red and swollen as if she had just cried, looking at him with a hesitant expression. It seemed Lin Qianqian had already informed the core members of the stronghold about Ye Zian's battle with the Shadow Walker and the incident with his second uncle.

"Boss, you already have them, where's my Golden Hammer?"

Anna hurriedly ran back from the training room upon hearing of Ye Zian's return, with a slightly bashful Huizi following her. It seemed the two were secretly planning something outside.

Su Wei sat alone on the side, silently eating, obviously having heard about the misdeeds of her brother at Xiacheng University earlier. Fortunately, except for a few people, most residents of the stronghold did not know she was Su Chen's elder sister.

Ye Zian returned the mighty Earthquake Hammer to Anna from his space. If it weren't for obtaining the Soul-Devouring Blade, he might have considered keeping it for himself.

Anna cheerfully took back her precious hammer, cast a meaningful glance at Huizi, and returned to the training room again.

Gently stroking the hair of Lin Qianqian and her companion, Ye Zian whispered to Lin Qianqian, "I'll go comfort Ye Yu first; don't forget what you promised me earlier."

Lin Qianqian nodded shyly, overheard by Liu Qinghuan, who quickly pulled Lin Qianqian aside to inquire further.

Ye Zian sat opposite Ye Yu. The plates in front of Ye Yu were barely touched, and upon seeing Ye Zian, tears welled up in her eyes once more.

"Actually, Second Uncle isn't dead. He's just turned into a mutated zombie with a small sense of self-awareness."

Ye Yu's eyes widened in disbelief at Ye Zian, struggling to process the immense information. Ye Zian explained the cause and effect of the situation to Ye Yu, leaving her with mixed feelings, uncertain if it was a blessing or a curse. Her father turning into a mutated zombie was hard for her to accept.

As a person from Daxia, the concept of resting in peace was deeply ingrained in Ye Yu's mind. However, becoming a mutated zombie meant her father was still somewhat "alive," and as Ye Zian mentioned, these zombies possessed independent thought, making them special creatures.

Zhao Wanrong, as Ye Zian's able assistant, brought over a large bowl filled with Ye Zian's favorite dishes, though her expression appeared slightly dejected. Although she had anticipated this outcome, seeing Ye Zian bring back so many girls made her a little worried. She feared she might end up overshadowed by younger women in the future.

"Thank you, Sister Wanrong."

Ye Zian seemed oblivious to Zhao Wanrong's emotional change, took the chopsticks she handed him, and asked as he quickly dug into his meal, "Have you figured out how to allocate the new team members?"

Before heading to Xiacheng, Ye Zian had given Zhao Wanrong a heads-up, so she had already arranged the arrival of these two thousand people.

Zhao Wanrong tidied her hair, put away her emotions, and calmly explained, "Before you returned, I allocated their dormitories based on the principle of four people per room and eight per building, and distributed the basic supplies. Per my decision, each person received an extra 50 points, enough to buy necessities or snacks, to familiarize them with the points exchange system of the stronghold."

Ye Zian nodded, appreciating that Zhao Wanrong's arrangements were more thorough than his own plans. Fifty points equated to a day's wage for other team members, a trivial amount.

Zhao Wanrong then took out a plan densely covered in writing and continued, "Previously understaffed, now with the addition of these two thousand people, many facilities in the city can be specially managed, and even the warehouse group can set up a convenience store within the stronghold."

Zhao Wanrong's suggestion coincided with Ye Zian's thinking. Before, with only two hundred members, exchanging supplies in the warehouse group was manageable, but with over two thousand people, it became impractical. The constant flow of goods could easily lead to errors, adding invisible burdens to the warehouse group's work while wasting time.

"This is a machine I had Ruoxue scout out for making identity cards for the fortress members."

With that, Zhao Wanrong produced a card reminiscent of a bank card, featuring a photo, personal information, and an identification number.

"This ID card not only verifies the identity of residents but also allows the administration department to input daily points, which can be deducted directly in the canteen and other facilities."

With these identity cards, many issues in the stronghold could be easily solved, especially the direct allocation and spending of points, eliminating the need for extensive manual record-keeping.

Ye Zian looked around the cafeteria, which was previously sparse but now packed. Apart from the team members patrolling, almost all residents of the stronghold were present.

"Sister Wanrong, spread the wordโ€”everyone should stay in the cafeteria for an announcement later."

Zhao Wanrong nodded, got up, and had the administration team spread the word.

Hu Xuefei and Li Menglan promptly informed each table, and the team members who had finished eating sat quietly, awaiting the city lord's speech.

After Ye Zian finished his meal and wiped his mouth, he instructed Ye Yu to wait for him in the dormitory and then proceeded to the front of the hall. The once-bustling cafeteria turned silent.

Apart from those on guard duty, every other resident in the stronghold was seated in the cafeteria, anticipating Ye Zian's address.

Ye Zian reached the forefront, took Zhao Wanrong's plan, and methodically announced, "After this meeting, all new members should register for their preferred department voluntarily. If the number exceeds the department's limit, the team leader will have the first choice, and those not selected will be allocated by Zhao Wanrong."

"Additionally, for the next seven days, the Search Team will suspend all external operations. All search team members will collaborate with An Ziyu to train the new members, aiming to equip all girls with basic self-defense capabilities and enable half of them to execute tasks externally. Non-compliance with the training protocol will result in immediate expulsion from the stronghold, or stricter actions executed by An Ziyu as necessary."

Upon completion of training, Lin Qianqian and Zhou Ruyan will become the captains of the third and fourth Search Teams. All four teams may expand their ranks to thirty members each, and anyone interested in joining should sign up, allowing the captain the liberty to select suitable members."

Ye Zian's expression turned serious as he scanned the attendees quickly after speaking.

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๐™„ ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ ๐™š ๐™– ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ข๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™š๐™ญ๐™ฅ๐™ง๐™š๐™จ๐™จ ๐™ข๐™ฎ ๐™œ๐™ง๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ช๐™™๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ค๐™จ๐™š ๐™ฌ๐™๐™ค ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฉ ๐™ข๐™š ๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™Ÿ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ฎ. ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ž๐™—๐™ช๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™จ ๐™ข๐™–๐™ ๐™š ๐™– ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™ก ๐™™๐™ž๐™›๐™›๐™š๐™ง๐™š๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š!

๐—ฆ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ธ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ผ:

โ€ข ๐˜ฝ๐™ค๐™œ๐™™๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™‹๐™ค๐™ฅ๐™š๐™จ๐™˜๐™ช

โ€ข ๐™…๐™˜๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฎ

โ€ข ๐˜ผ๐™๐™ข๐™–๐™ง๐™ž๐™Ÿ๐™–๐™

๐—”๐˜€ ๐—ฎ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ป, ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—น๐—ผ๐—ฐ๐—ธ:

โ€ข ๐—˜๐˜…๐—ฐ๐—น๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—”๐—ฐ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€: ๐™‚๐™š๐™ฉ ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฑ+ ๐™–๐™™๐™ซ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š๐™™ ๐™˜๐™๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ ๐™–๐™๐™š๐™–๐™™ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™š ๐™š๐™ก๐™จ๐™š.

โ€ข ๐—˜๐˜…๐—ฐ๐—น๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฆ๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜-๐—ข๐˜‚๐˜: ๐™๐™š๐™˜๐™š๐™ž๐™ซ๐™š ๐™– ๐™จ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™˜๐™ž๐™–๐™ก ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™ฎ ๐™˜๐™๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง ๐™–๐™จ ๐™– ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™  ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฉ!

๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—น๐˜† ๐—ณ๐˜‚๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜€ ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜† ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜€๐—ผ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฝ๐˜€ ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—บ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ถ๐˜๐˜†. ๐—œ๐—ณ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚'๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฎ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐˜†๐—ฒ๐˜, ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ท๐—ผ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜‚๐˜€!

๐Ÿ‘‰ ๐™…๐™ค๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ฌ: ๐™‹๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™š๐™ค๐™ฃ.๐™˜๐™ค๐™ข/๐™‚๐™ค๐™™๐™Š๐™›๐™๐™š๐™–๐™™๐™š๐™ง

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