The world is in fog, everything is rotting, and humanity is dying.
But I have a system - shelter beauties and unlock functions.
Doctors, special forces, botanists... All crawled into my arms.
We promised to survive in the apocalypse, but how did we become a collector of beautiful women?
The system said: If you are not satisfied, you can return.
I glanced at the group of goddesses behind me: Back off, next one!
Containment progress: 1/? ? ?
The first target is right behind that door.
To save or to accept?
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I was watching so well and suddenly switched to first person [face covering]
I was watching so well and suddenly switched to first person [face covering]