After the Divorce, I Stockpile Goddesses in the Apocalypse!

So-so, it's a bit of a headline-grabbing one, and it's too slow to stock up on girls, and now it's even interrupted and slipping away.

Press my brain to the ground and rub it

This author is not good. A eunuch pretends to be cool every day and is afraid of this and that. He is still alive. How can he pretend to be innocent and talk about enjoying spiritual things? If you enjoy spiritual things, don't write about women. If you write about so many women, where are you doing it?

In a world of minus 60 degrees, gangsters walk on the ground. Although the government has collapsed, the underworld has not collapsed, awesome

The protagonist has a bad mind and is not decisive in doing things. He has a lustful heart but not courage, and he is not decisive in killing. He kills the son of a family and leaves the others unkilled. The result is that he beats the younger one and then the older one. His brain circuit is very strange.

The plot is too confusing,

The title of your book is really wrong.

It's rubbish. It's over a hundred chapters long. I'm still a bachelor in the apocalypse.

I'm so obsessed with girls, but I'm still single after 80 chapters. If this were to be written like this, it would be like having no heroine.

Ordinary