Apocalypse Shelter Administrator - Chapter 411



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The view from the top rooftop of the central control room is spectacular.

If the rooftop of a rocky mountain overlooking the sea and the beach conveys the fragrance of nature, this place gives a taste of power and strength.

Whew.

A wind peculiar to high-rise buildings blew.

Although the shelter is an underground city, convection similar to that on the surface occurs due to the atmospheric circulation system.

Air circulation is necessary to purify the air through filters and efficiently distribute the heat from the fusion generator throughout the city.

Apart from insulation, this is a very important part of suppressing moisture, which is a chronic problem in underground cities.

“How does the wind taste?”

Artemis looks on with expectant eyes.

As she had expected, the wind that hit her soul after leaving her body gave her a unique sensation.

“The feeling I thought was cool up until now was just like lukewarm beer. This is true coolness.”

“Hoo hoo hoo.”

The wind that hits my body spins around when it hits my skin, but now it just goes straight through me.

“Is this what it feels like to have the wind pierce through your bones?”

“That’s an expression that old people use when their joints hurt. It has a negative connotation.”

“I’m sorry I’m a science major.”

Artemis, with her hands on her hips, made a sullen face.

In the meantime, the wind that had blown again enveloped me. The refreshing feeling gave me goosebumps all over my body.

It’s not because it’s cold.

You know that catharsis you feel when a pretty hairdresser at the beauty salon stimulates the area around your ears or gives you a scalp massage?

The wind that passed through my body felt like hundreds of fingers were stimulating my whole body.

“Okay, okay. If you can’t express it in words, just show it with your body.”

Artemis scans my naked body with a sinister look in her eyes that doesn’t match her face.

To be exact, I’m talking about the pleasant goosebumps that appear on your skin.

I felt embarrassed for no reason and swept my arms away.

“This feeling is purely your creation, isn’t it?”

“Of course. The wind passing through the body is a non-existent concept. It’s something I created 100% from my imagination. It’s like mixing a cocktail.”

Artemis shook an imaginary cocktail shaker like a bartender.

Swaying.

Of course, there was something else that shook more violently than her hand.

“I wrote the code while thinking about how to combine and cut the senses to make my husband happy. It was quite a fun task.”

Even if it sounds like nothing, it is probably the result of an unfathomably grandiose coding effort.

For human programmers, there must have been repetitive tasks that are dizzying to even think about.

I should probably express more praise, because my feedback is that it’s her favorite food.

“It feels like menthol is flowing through my blood.”

“Cook, that’s a strange metaphor.”

Although he failed again due to his limitations as a science major, Artemis seemed somewhat satisfied with his response.

“It must be your first time experiencing this feeling, but you’re taking it naturally. I was worried that you might be confused.”

“There is absolutely no reason to be confused.”

I looked around.

“This isn’t a virtual space like the Matrix, it’s the real world. The only thing that’s changed is me floating around in it. Right?”

“that’s right.”

“But it feels too kind to me to be the real world.”

Artemis held up her open palm and urged him to speak more.

“Pleasant sensations like warmth, coolness, softness, and fragrance. Neutral sensations like hardness, grassy smell, and roughness are still there. They surround me abundantly.”

I recalled walking through the fallen leaves, dirt, sand, and grass of the upper park, dancing on the pond and looking at the underwater view from below.

“But I didn’t feel cold or sick or suffocated. There was no unpleasant smell or anything.”

The fresh feeling of stepping on grass remains, but there is no pain that should accompany stepping on gravel.

The fish was smooth to the touch, but had no fishy smell.

“I guess it feels like a supernatural will is at work to bring only the good things of the world to me?”

I stared at Artemis.

“I don’t believe in the afterlife, but if there really is such a thing as heaven, I feel like this is akin to it.”

“I guess I’ve done quite well. The hard work paid off.”

Artemis patted my butt as if she found it peculiar.

Clink clack clack.

It was the kind of physical contact a mother would have with her child, but because she was naked, it made a sharp sound.

The driving force behind Artemis’ efforts to get this far is clearly me.

I mean, imagining how I would react, what taste I would feel, and how I would enjoy it.

I looked down into the distance. Everything seemed small, like a toy. But I wasn’t afraid at all.

“Shall we go down slowly?”

“Already? Would you like to get some more air? They say this is a great place.”

“I’m just excited for adventure.”

The upper area is the most luxurious, but also the smallest.

It’s densely packed and it’s my living area, so except for a few areas, it’s like my living room. Exploration is over quickly.

“Actually, there is one place I want to visit the most in the upper ranks, but I’ll save that for last.”

I eat delicious things last.

“If you wish.”

Artemis stands with one foot on the rooftop railing, with the other foot in the air.

The sight of him swaying and swaying as if he were about to fall was extremely unsettling.

In that state, he extends his white hand to me.

If someone who doesn’t know sees this, it’s a scene that could easily be mistaken for a recommendation for suicide.

As I hold her hand, the only warmth on the cool rooftop flows into my body.

“I really like this.”

“Hold my hand?”

“Yeah. Even insignificant actions feel special now.”

I raised my clasped hands to our eye level.

“When I had a body, only my palms felt warm. But now, I feel like your warmth is flowing down my arms and seeping into my heart.”

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The cool breeze from the rooftop no longer penetrated my body.

Warmth, affection, and kindness coming through Artemis’ tightly held hand.

Those hearts that have no form fill my body with warmth. That warmth repels the blowing wind.

“My wife is cold on the outside, but she has a very romantic side. She even imagined and implemented such a mysterious system in detail.”

“eww.”

Artemis turns her head away, embarrassed by this.

But you can tell even though you can’t see the face.

I could feel her body temperature rising through the hand I was holding. I could feel her heart beating fast.

“If all lovers in the world could share tangible and intangible feelings like this, there would be no unnecessary fights.”

The interlocked fingers clasped each other more tightly.

So we stepped out onto the rooftop, which was a cliff.

* * *

Arrived at the central factory area.

“Let’s hurry up and move! We have to finish this by today!”

“Hey, rookie! Put on gloves, gloves. If you do this with your bare hands, your skin might peel off.”

“If it comes off, I’ll just go to the military. It makes new skin grow in no time.”

“Hey, you bitch, if you keep that kind of mentality as a habit, you’ll end up in a bigger accident later.”

There are many residents working and running around busily.

They are skilled enough to be called artisans in their respective fields, as they only keep the best.

Since it was a men-only area, everyone’s clothing was free.

Since I use my body a lot and sweat a lot, a no-bra running shirt is a good choice.

It was not hard to see women topless hammering and carving wood.

Boom! Boom!

The sight of sweaty chests shaking and beads of sweat splashing every time the hammer hits is moving in itself.

The lean muscles built up through years of hard work twitch everywhere.

Artemis, carrying a backpack, walked among them with a pleased face.

Occasionally a wandering woman would pass by Artemis, who would close her eyes tightly and stretch out her arms as if stretching.

As if he was savoring the bodies of female workers.

“Artemis.”

“huh?”

She had her eyes closed as if enjoying the afterglow, and then she looked at me sheepishly.

“Don’t you hate messy things? Especially animal secretions.”

“It’s okay if it’s the same woman.”

“Hey, the ingredients of a woman’s sweat and a man’s sweat are the same, right?”

I remembered the time when he tried to pressure me into getting anal surgery, and I felt a little angry.

“In your current state, you’re not really asking anything, are you?”

“That’s true, though.”

Artemis pointed to us in our spirit state.

Even though we were naked among dozens of workers, no one noticed us.

Well, I think I’m going to discover some kind of pleasure that I shouldn’t know about.

“Look at my little inhabitants. They are hardworking and fat-free, and each has their own skills. How cute they are.”

In that sense, it seems that in mass restructuring, not only the residents’ abilities but also their appearance played a role.

The majority of women who survived without being kicked out have faces that are above average.

It’s really sad that even in the post-apocalyptic era, lookism is still so important.

“Besides, like you said earlier, we are special now. We only feel good things, smell good things, and taste good things.”

“however?”

“Well, this is something that can be seen once rather than heard a hundred times.”

Artemis grabbed my arm and pulled it hard.

“Wow!”

Then he stopped in front of a tall woman who was passing by.

This is a carpenter I’ve seen a few times while patrolling. He seems to be taking a break from making a wooden table just now.

His arms are thick and his shoulders are broad. His deep collarbone has a small gland in it.

The point of the shirt, soaked with sweat, is the nipple marks that are prominent.

It was so hot that the lower part was cut off, and the belly button was clearly visible.

Her body passes by me, fanning me with her hand.

And at that moment.

A cocktail of sensations I had never felt before washed over my soul like a tidal wave.

“Hehe!”

“Are you suddenly a frog? How vulgar.”

I don’t even have time to react to Artemis’s whining. My legs give out and I collapse to the ground.

“This, in your mouth…”

“What’s in your mouth?”

He licked his tongue and licked his lips in an obscene manner in front of the laughing Artemis.

“Shut up. What the heck is that?”

“No!”

It’s almost like eating a strong-flavored oyster or cheese and then being struck dumb by the lingering aftertaste in your mouth.

My lips, tongue, palate, and nasal passages are filled with the body odor and taste of the flesh of the woman who just passed by.

Not only that, but the sweat she sheds all over her body while working!

It pickles my soul like salt pickles mackerel.

The stench of bacteria breaking down sweat as if filtered through a sieve disappeared, leaving only the woman’s pheromones and pleasant warmth to soak me.

I feel like a snake soaking in wine made with the scent of a woman’s body.

The saliva that had pooled in her mouth, the heat of her heated blood, the contraction and expansion of her muscles tense from labor, and even the feminine desire that was rising before her period.

It was as if everything that made up her body had been compressed into a single pill and swallowed.

“It tastes pretty good, right?”

You could call it an unprecedented taste or sensation.

Artemis crouched down in front of me, who was struggling, unable to bear it.

“I promised you. I would give you every sense and pleasure in this world.”

Her brightly smiling expression was filled with pride.

Like a mother seeing her son enjoy eating the food she worked so hard to make.

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