I Spread my Genes to Level Up in the Apocalypse

Ray was expressionless as he didn't reply to her, instead he took some of the crumbs.

"Want to eat it?"

"Ye… yes," Freya hurriedly said, her eyes following the crumbs.

When he moved the crumbs, her pupils followed at the same pace.

"If you want food, then you will have to work for it, nothing is free in this world girl."

"Eh." Freya was stunned, her eyes dazed as she asked in a confused tone, "How do I work for it?"

"Tell me your worth first," Ray responded lightly, not answering her question directly.

Freya fell silent, deep in thought. She had nothing—just a feeble, helpless woman in the apocalypse. She lacked the brains, brawn, or skills to attract Ray's interest at all.

"What do I have?" she muttered to herself, frustration evident in her eyes as she looked down.

"Haven't figured it out yet? Then tell me when you do," Ray chuckled, turning to walk away.

"Wait—wait…" Freya hurriedly grabbed his sleeve. "Can't you—?"

"You tried to kill me. I've already spared your life. And now you want me to give you something for free? Do you think I'm a saint?" Ray sneered.

At this moment, she knew that their plan had already been discovered by Ray, and now they were in trouble.

"What did you do to my father?"

"He is dead."

Freya collapsed on the floor, sobbing intermittently.

"You are a bad guy. How could you kill a person so easily? If I upload it on the internet, you are going to go to jail."

"Do you think law and order still exists in the world now? Our country was already torn apart by war, and this apocalypse has finally destroyed our small nation. Don't even think you can get any support," Ray said ruthlessly, smashing her hopes to bits.

"So, do you want to live?"

He had no mercy for someone who was going to kill him. Although the last shred of humanity bit him, for his survival, he had to do it.

"You, do you think—" Her stomach rumbled.

The hunger made her pause, and she didn't speak anymore.

"If you dare to have an idea for me then, I will kill you right here." Ray's eyes turned cold.

Freya hesitated. She didn't want to serve this murderer, but the fear of death prevailed over her feelings, completely forgetting that they were talking about killing him.

"I will give you my body," she managed to utter in a low voice, staring at the ground.

"I can't hear you."

"I will give you my body!" Freya shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Hmm." Ray finally nodded his head and beckoned. "Come here."

She tentatively approached him, looking uncomfortable.

Ray held some crumbs and stood silently.

"Hmm?" Freya frowned. "Give me the food."

"Eat it."

She was about to take it, but Ray's cold voice stopped her.

"Eat it with your mouth. Don't use your hands to take it." Ray slapped her hands away.

"It hurts." Freya whimpered, looking at Ray with aggravation.

"Weren't you talking about cannibalism just a few minutes ago?"

"But that doesn't mean you can treat a human like this."

"So, should I slice your neck? Then, as you slowly die from blood loss, can I slaughter you like a pig in a slaughterhouse?" Ray raised an eyebrow.

Freya gritted her teeth as she slowly bent down, eating the crumbs reluctantly. But the moment they entered her belly, she yearned for more.

In an instant, she started to lick his fingers for every single crumb until nothing was left. Even then, she sucked his fingers in relish.

Ray didn't speak much at this time. He slowly started to pat her head, playing with her long, silky black hair.

"Alright, stop sucking on my finger."

Freya finally realised it and hurriedly raised her head with an embarrassed expression.

"By the way, why were you always looking at me with disgust?" Ray suddenly asked with a thoughtful expression.

Although she wasn't exactly a beauty, she wasn't ugly either, with a well-maintained figure and healthy skin, but whenever Ray saw this girl, she was always staring at him with clear signs of disgust.

Freya had a difficult expression on her face.

"If you don't tell me, I will eat you," Ray paused, "Literally."

Of course, he would never do such a disgusting thing, but threatening wasn't hard.

As expected, Freya turned extremely pale.

"I always thought you were looking at me funny and had ideas for me."

"Hmm, understandable," Ray just shrugged.

He actually had no idea about this brat previously. Even if he became her boyfriend, the cost of maintaining her was not something Ray could consider.

But now it's different...

"You will be obedient, right?" He softly patted her head with a gentle smile that didn't look like a smile.

"Yes." Freya hurriedly nodded her head.

"Then, let's go." Ray directly bent her legs with his hand and carried her in a princess carry.

"So fast?"

"Of course. It's better to make children, isn't it?" he slyly smiled while rubbing her belly. "Or do you have any problem with it?"

"No." Freya shook her head hurriedly.

Ray and Freya entered the bedroom where he gently placed her on the bed.

"Let me open my dress first."

She had a slightly awkward expression on her face. She was wearing a black full-length dress with the zipper in the back, but her hand couldn't reach it.

"How did you undress when you previously wore it?" Ray frowned.

"This is my new dress I wore three days ago. Who knew the apocalypse would come?"

"I see." He went towards her and pulled the zipper down in a forceful movement.

Immediately, her naked back was visible to his eyes, looking particularly sexy.

As the one-piece fell to the ground, her naked body made Ray's blood boil, his breathing became slightly ragged.

Her breasts weren't particularly big, just modest in size with a well-maintained figure; it still ignited his hormones.

Something inside him stirred as he unbuttoned his pants.

Freya immediately blushed when she saw the scene.

"Are you a virgin?" he came near her and whispered.

"Yes." Freya nodded her head.

"Me too," Ray said directly.

He has never actively looked for a girl because of the looming debt over his head, what would he look for?

This was a night Ray would definitely remember.

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