Surviving the Apocalypse: All I Want Is to Find a Husband
Chapter 32: The Women’s Den (1)

Chapter 32: The Women’s Den (1)

Medeia went down the narrow stairs to the bunker. She asked the wolf to close the lid so no one would think any of the women had escaped.

Her night vision automatically activated as soon as the darkness enveloped her eyes. The air grew heavier with each step, along with the smell of rusty metal.

When she reached the bottom of the stairs, she saw a long tunnel ahead of her.

"We can’t leave her here!"

"Then what are we going to do? A lunatic destroyed the cars outside and we don’t have time to steal the cars in the garage!"

Medeia paused as the faint sound of women’s voices echoed through the tunnel. After some time, she decided to approach the source of the sound cautiously.

At the end of the tunnel, she found a vast space where the women had lived for years.

The room was so different from the rest of the bunker. The walls were decorated with floral wallpaper, while the cleaned floors were covered with wooden planks.

When Medeia first learned that the women lived in the bunker, she thought they slept in a small, filthy room. The truth, however, surpassed her imagination.

Forget about fifty, the room could probably hold more than 70 people at a time.

"How can you leave someone in labor?" Medeia saw Matilda arguing with a red-haired woman.

Not far from them, a woman lay on the small bed. Her face looked pale and she couldn’t stop moaning in pain as she held her pregnant belly.

"I didn’t say it like that." The redhead frowned. "But she wouldn’t be able to run away from the base in that state."

"That’s basically the same thing, Tilly!" Matilda snapped, "If she can’t run, then we have to carry her!"

"And what about the other pregnant women? Should we carry them all?!"

Medeia leaned against the wall and counted the pregnant women with her fingers. She gasped in awe when the count stopped at twelve.

There were 53 women in the base, and twelve of them were pregnant. Medeia didn’t even want to imagine how they could all be pregnant at the same time.

"Hey, this is just advice, but it’s better for all of you to start moving instead of arguing." Medeia said desperately, "and please, someone ... help this lady get a monster out of her stomach."

Medeia’s voice startled everyone in the room. They immediately drew their hidden weapons and gave her sharp looks.

Medeia stepped back. "Whoa ... whoa ... calm down, ladies. I came here to help you, not to declare war."

Matilda’s eyes widened as she recognized her face. "You ... it’s you!" She pulled a young girl closer, then pointed a dagger at Medeia. "What are you doing here?!"

"Is she the one who threatened to kill you?" Tilly went from a mean girl to a protective older sister in a second.

Medeia pretended to be sad. "What do you mean I want to kill her? It was just a joke ... a harmless joke."

"I don’t think it was just a joke," Matilda said.

If Medeia had to be honest, Matilda was on her kill list. She thought it would be easier to kill the only witness to her shenanigans, but the system would punish her severely.

"Argghhh! The baby ... I think the baby will be out any second!"

The woman in labor screamed loudly, making people forget Medeia’s existence as they were busy helping her.

"Great! Now we’re going to lose our only chance to get out of this place!" Tilly looked annoyed at the woman.

"Tilly! You can’t say things like that! You could be in her place one day!" reminded Matilda.

She rolled her eyes. "Like hell, I’ll let a man shove his dick into me after I leave this place." She clicked her tongue. "But I guess that will only be my dream forever."

Medeia was amused by Tilly’s behavior. She was human, but it seemed that she had lost a bit of her humanity, and that made her less sympathetic to others.

But who could blame her? This place had already broken her mind to pieces, so no wonder she would become a cold-hearted bitch.

"Oh, don’t be pessimistic?" Medeia approached Matilda and Tilly. "Like I said, I’ll help you leave this place."

Matilda stepped back. She looked frightened as if looking at the demon. "Is this some kind of trap?"

"Really? Do I look like a monster to you?"

"Yes ..."

[Host, you are scaring her]

’Shut up! Do you want me to show kindness or not? Just get ready to give me the C-points you stole!’

Medeia threw an S-Grade healing potion from her inventory to Matilda. "This is proof that I really want to help you."

Matilda looked at the small blue bottle in her hand. "What is it?"

"A super medicine. If she drinks this, she will be able to walk without any problems as soon as she gives birth," Medeia explained.

Matilda looked hesitant because Medeia might have given her poison instead of medicine.

"This is really medicine! Do you think I dare to give you poison when you’re all holding weapons?" Medeia spoke desperately.

Matilda thought her words made sense, so she asked her little sister, Penelope, to give the medicine to the woman in labor. "Why do you insist on helping us?"

"Consider this my apology for ruining your grand plan." Medeia tilted her head and smiled. "The lunatic who destroyed the wagons and killed Redbeard is my future husband, Lucian."

If only Lucian didn’t do any of that, Matilda would be able to steal some of Redbeard’s vehicles and run away. But Medeia wasn’t so sure she could save them all either.

Although her plan sounded fantastic, it also sounded stupid and reckless. In the end, Lucian’s interference was better than Matilda’s lousy plan.

"H-he did all this for you?" asked Matilda hesitantly.

"I’m the only one who knows him here," she put the joke aside and spoke seriously, "After he defeats the Stormclad leader, we can help you escape from this base."

"You want me to trust a man?" Tilly looked disgusted at the thought of being saved by a man. "I’d rather die than trust a lunatic man."