The apocalypse is coming, but thankfully I have a harem of paper dolls.

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Luo Jiajun wasn't that curious to find out the underlying principles. With such a good thing, why not just enjoy it?

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The rough texture of the compressed biscuits melted in my mouth along with the mineral water, barely suppressing the hunger in my stomach.

Luo Jiajun sat on the floor, leaning against the cold glass counter. Anne-Loz was next to him, taking small bites of a biscuit, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, clearly not satisfied with the meager meal.

"Ugh, these cookies are really hard..." she muttered softly, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Luo Jiajun smiled upon hearing this and said nothing. He opened his palm, revealing a capsule shaped like a medicine bottle for Huoxiang Zhengqi Water.

"Huh?" Annerose noticed this and curiously moved closer. "Master, what suddenly appeared in your hand? A toy?"

Her small nostrils twitched, as if trying to smell something.

Luo Jiajun curled his lips into a smile, looking mysterious: "Want to know? This is a good thing. After you finish the cookies, we'll go out and you can see its magic for yourself."

This piqued the little witch's intense curiosity. She stopped complaining, quickly stuffed the remaining cookies into her mouth, gulped down a mouthful of water, and mumbled with puffed-out cheeks, "Mmm! I'm done!"

Seeing this, Luo Jiajun couldn't help but chuckle.

He stood up and dusted off his pants: "Okay, let's go. 2b, Rosemon, Leafeon, let's go somewhere else."

So, the group only rested for a few minutes and ate something before stepping back into the fog-shrouded streets.

At this time, the fog was noticeably thinner than in the early morning, and the sunlight struggled to penetrate the clouds and mist, casting hazy, yellowish beams of light that could barely make out the outlines within a dozen meters.

Anne-Loz followed closely beside Luo Jiajun, her large eyes scanning the churning pale surroundings warily. Ye Yibu walked gracefully beside Luo Jiajun, the fresh scent of herbs emanating from her dispelling the chill of the mist and the faint stench of decay.

2b, wielding a greatsword, silently guarded the flank of the group. Rosemon hovered slightly behind, equally vigilant.

"master~"

Suddenly, Anne-Loz looked up at Luo Jiajun's sharply defined profile and asked softly:

"Why do you seem to know which way to go even though the streets are completely foggy? Can you see through this awful fog?"

Luo Jiajun looked down at her and smiled, his eyes carrying a hint of familiarity with his hometown:

“It’s not that I can see through the fog, but that I grew up in this county town. There’s a well-established rice noodle shop on the next corner of this street, and a few hundred meters further on, there’s a small square. Even with my eyes closed, I can roughly know the way.”

As he spoke, Luo Jiajun pointed ahead and said, "Look, that open space in front of us is the plaza."

Sure enough, not far along, the hard cement ground underfoot turned into smooth granite paving stones, and through the mist, one could barely make out the outline of a landmark abstract sculpture in the center of the square, now covered with withered vines.

"This is it." Luo Jiajun stopped and looked around. The square was empty and quiet, with only the mist flowing silently; there was no sign of any monsters for the time being.

He took a deep breath, with a hint of anticipation, and then forcefully threw the small capsule in his hand toward the open space in the center of the square!

"Clap!"

With a soft thud, the capsule landed on the floor tiles.

Then,

"puff--!!!"

A burst of intense white light erupted, accompanied by a massive surge of white gas with a distinctive odor! The light instantly dispelled the surrounding thick fog, accompanied by the sickening roar of rapidly assembling and expanding metal components!

"Wow!" Annerose exclaimed, her amber eyes widening in surprise.

The light and mist appeared quickly and disappeared just as fast. A few seconds later, the light faded and the white mist dissipated.

A brand-new two-story detached house stands prominently in the center of the square, replacing the original open space, as if it had always been there.

“This…this…” Anne-Loz was completely stunned, her mouth agape in an “o” shape, pointing at the house but unable to utter a complete sentence.

Even the usually calm 2B had its blue light flash violently a few times under its tactical goggles, clearly indicating that the core processor was analyzing this illogical scene at high speed.

Luo Jiajun looked at the scene with satisfaction, a hint of excitement on his face. "This house is fully furnished, has ample food supplies, and also—water and electricity."

He emphasized the last two words, saying that in the apocalypse, it was nothing short of a miracle.

"Is it really that powerful?" Anne-Loz was skeptical, but she rushed towards the sturdy-looking dark security door of the house in front of her.

Luo Jiajun followed with a smile and unlocked the security door using facial recognition.

Upon entering the house, a warm, long-lost sense of "home" – a blend of the scent of new furniture and a faint smell of cleaning agents – immediately dispelled the damp, gloomy atmosphere outside and the oppressive feeling of the apocalypse.

The house was brightly lit. The entryway was spacious and paved with smooth, off-white ceramic tiles.

Facing the main entrance is a spacious living room, where an oversized L-shaped off-white fabric sofa dominates the visual center, with a gleaming black glass coffee table in front of it.

A huge LCD TV hangs on the minimalist TV wall. The living room connects to the open kitchen, where a large double-door silver refrigerator stands like a guardian in one corner.

Loz eagerly kicked off her muddy shoes and ran barefoot to the kitchen. Curious, she opened the refrigerator door and was immediately stunned by its overflowing contents: fresh fruits and vegetables, neatly packaged meats, rows of drinks and milk, various canned goods and snacks… a dazzling array of everything imaginable!

"So much food!" the little witch exclaimed in surprise, her eyes filled with astonishment.

Luo Jiajun also walked in, looking around this temporary "home".

The layout of the first floor is clear at a glance: one living room (living room + dining room + kitchen), one bathroom (a spacious bathroom with separate wet and dry areas), and two bedrooms (each equipped with a comfortable double bed and wardrobe).

Then there was a spiral staircase leading to the second floor. Luo Jiajun went up and took a look. The second floor had two master suites with ensuite bathrooms, and two smaller secondary bedrooms, for a total of four bedrooms. The decoration was a unified modern minimalist style, mainly in beige, light gray, and natural wood tones, creating a warm and comfortable atmosphere.

The most amazing thing is that when you turn on the tap, clear tap water flows out; when you press the switch, soft light immediately fills the room; and the sockets are also powered—this capsule technology from the world of Dragon Ball is truly incredible!

"By the way..."

When Luo Jiajun returned to the first floor, Anne-Loz was holding a carton of strawberry milk that had just been taken out of the refrigerator. As she sipped it, she grumbled, "Why didn't you bring out something so amazing sooner? I had to walk for so long and only get to eat dry biscuits."

Luo Jiajun spread his hands, looking innocent: "I just remembered that I have such a treasure on me."

"Hmm~!" Annerose gave a soft hum, but the satisfied expression on her face as she held the milk carton betrayed her.

She downed most of the carton in one gulp, licked her lips, and handed the rest to Luo Jiajun: "Here, I saved some for you." (Mei Ni Ni is wondering if you're free, Lin Zai Zai isn't...)

Then, like a kitten patrolling its territory, the little witch dashed off to the bathroom on the first floor.

"I need to take a bath! I'm covered in monster blood and mud from the ground, I stink!"

After saying that, she slammed the door shut, and soon the sound of running water came from inside.

2B didn't need to rest. She walked to the window on her own. Although the fog outside made visibility poor, she still stood like a perfect sculpture, vigilantly watching the outside world. The greatsword was leaning against the wall within reach.

Luo Jiajun let out a long sigh of relief, his nerves, which had been tense for so long, finally relaxed. He then plopped down on the large, soft sofa in the living room and let out a satisfied sigh.

The sofa's filling was extremely soft, perfectly supporting Luo Jiajun's body.

Ye Yibu lightly jumped onto the sofa, making a comfortable "bu-yi" sound, and then obediently lay down on Luo Jiajun's lap. Its fluffy head rubbed against Luo Jiajun's hand, and its warm body with the fragrance of grass and trees brought a strange sense of comfort.

“Rosemon…” Luo Jiajun closed his eyes, enjoying the comfort of the sofa and Ye Yibu, his voice tinged with a hint of laziness, “Could you massage my shoulders? I’ve been walking for most of the day, I need to relax.”

“Of course, Master.” The Rose Beast’s voice was as gentle as a spring breeze brushing against flower petals. She gracefully walked behind the sofa, approaching with the fragrance of roses. A pair of soft, boneless hands, yet containing astonishing strength, gently rested on Luo Jiajun’s shoulders.

The touch was cool and delicate, carrying the fresh vitality unique to plants. The fingertips applied just the right amount of pressure, first gently pressing the taut trapezius muscles, then slowly kneading and massaging along the lines of the shoulders and neck.

Her movements were fluid and rhythmic, each press precisely hitting the sore spots. A gentle energy seemed to seep into the depths of her muscles through her fingertips, making Luo Jiajun feel so comfortable that he almost groaned.

"Mmm...so comfortable..." Luo Jiajun mumbled in admiration, his body sinking completely into the sofa.

The Rose Beast massage lasted for about ten minutes, and Luo Jiajun felt much more comfortable all over, and his spirits were lifted.

"That's fine, Rosemon, thank you."

Luo Jiajun opened his eyes and patted the empty space on the sofa next to him. "You've worked hard too. Sit down and rest for a while."

"Yes, Master," the Rose Beast replied obediently, a gentle smile on its face.

She gracefully walked around the sofa and sat down next to Luo Jiajun. The sofa was large, but when she sat down, her graceful figure and stunning curves instantly attracted Luo Jiajun's attention.

The beautiful female beast wore a deep red battle dress that perfectly outlined her breathtaking waist-to-hip ratio.

Her breasts, encased in large rose petals, appeared even more erect and proud due to her seated posture. Through the gaps in the petals, her snow-white and delicate skin was faintly visible, and a deep cleavage rose and fell with her slight breaths, like a secluded valley hiding endless secrets.

Her skin glowed with a healthy, radiant sheen under the light, like the finest white jade. Luo Jiajun, relaxed, began to admire the beautiful sight, and then found it hard to look away.

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Uncontrollably, Luo Jiajun's gaze lingered on the deep ravine for a moment, a feeling of heat rising quietly, and a thought flashed through his mind: Rose Beast is an absolutely loyal summon beast to him, and she would probably gently agree to whatever request he made, right?

The idea is incredibly tempting.

But Luo Jiajun quickly suppressed the thought.

After all, saying such things out loud would be too low-class and vulgar!

With this in mind, Luo Jiajun finally looked away.

And just as Luo Jiajun looked away...

The Rose Beast's lips curved into a barely perceptible smile.

Master seems to really like her~

...Later.

The bathroom door clicked open.

Anne-Lorze emerged wrapped in a white bath towel and slippers. Her originally snow-white skin was flushed pink from the steam of the hot water, like glistening drops of water.

She glanced at Luo Jiajun on the living room sofa, then walked straight to a bedroom near the stairs that she had already spotted, leaving behind only a soft, childlike announcement: "I'm going to sleep for a while. Knock if you need anything."

Then he slammed the door shut.

The living room fell silent again, with only Ye Yibu lying on Luo Jiajun's lap making soft snoring sounds.

"Cough, I'm going to take a shower too." Luo Jiajun moved the half-asleep Ye Yibu aside, stood up, and stretched his limbs, which had been incredibly comfortable from the Rose Beast's massage. He felt uncomfortable all over, however, from the putrid smell and dust clinging to his body. (The rest of the text appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.)

"2b, notify me immediately if there are any developments outside."

"Yes, Master."

The maid, Jiye, stood motionless by the window, her cool voice responding to Luo Jiajun.

Luo Jiajun walked towards the bathroom on the first floor. The bathroom was quite spacious, with a separate wet and dry area, white tiles, a huge mirror, and a jacuzzi that looked very comfortable.

He took off his stained jacket and t-shirt, revealing his muscular upper body, and was about to unbuckle his belt when—

"Knock knock knock." A soft knocking sounded on the door.

Luo Jiajun was taken aback: "Who?"

The doorknob turned, and Rose Beast pushed the door open and walked in, a gentle yet firm smile on her face, her emerald eyes staring directly at Luo Jiajun without the slightest hesitation.

"Rose Beast? You..." Luo Jiajun was somewhat taken aback.

"Master." Rosemon's voice carried a strange, heart-stirring tenderness as she gently closed the bathroom door, shutting out the outside world. The rising steam seemed to have already filled the air, making her figure appear somewhat hazy. "Let Rosemon serve you during your bath."

As she spoke, she gracefully approached.

She had already noticed Luo Jiajun's gaze frequently falling on her while they were in the living room.

But she didn't find it offensive. As a summoned beast absolutely loyal to Luo Jiajun, Luo Jiajun naturally exuded an irresistible sense of affinity towards her. And the "appreciation" from Luo Jiajun made her want to be close to him without even realizing it.

As Rosemon walked into the bathroom, her crimson battle dress, made of rose petals, seemed to be disintegrated by an invisible force, turning into shimmering, iridescent rose petal shadows that dissipated into the air.

In the blink of an eye, standing in front of Luo Jiajun was the naked Rose Beast.

Under the light, her body was as perfect as the most outstanding sculpture of a goddess. Her skin was as white as snow, so smooth and delicate that not a single pore could be seen, and it shone with a warm, jade-like luster under the bright bathroom lights.

Her proportions were a gift from the Creator; her rounded breasts stood proudly upright, with two delicate, dewy nipples at the top, like newly blooming rosebuds, rising and falling slightly with her breath.

Beneath that incredibly slender waist were full, pert hips, outlining a breathtaking S-curve. Her long, straight legs were pressed together without a single gap, her rounded knees and slender ankles exquisitely beautiful. Her pair of emerald green eyes shimmered with undisguised intimacy, submissiveness, and a hint of shy anticipation as she gazed quietly at Luo Jiajun.

Luo Jiajun felt his throat was dry, and his blood seemed to be rushing faster.

The Rose Beast didn't give Luo Jiajun much time to think. She stepped forward, her body exuding a rich rose fragrance, and her soft, slightly cool fingers gently rested on Luo Jiajun's belt.

Her movements were natural and fluid, without the slightest awkwardness, as if it were a matter of course.

"Master, please allow the Rose Beast to serve you."

She tilted her head back, her warm breath brushing against Luo Jiajun's chest.

Luo Jiajun's body honestly made no move to resist. The belt buckle was thus unbuckled, and his trousers slipped down.

When the last piece of clothing left her body, Rosemon's gaze showed no evasion, only pure appreciation and tenderness.

She took Luo Jiajun's hand and guided him to stand under the showerhead.

Warm water cascaded down, wetting their hair and bodies. The water flowed down Luo Jiajun's muscular chest and abdomen, and meandered along the breathtaking curves of the Rose Beast, forming small streams on her snow-white skin, gliding over her breasts, flowing over her flat and firm abdomen, and finally disappearing into her mysterious triangle.

Then Rose Beast picked up the shower gel, squeezed out the white foam that emitted a fresh scent, and began to carefully apply it to Luo Jiajun.