Surviving the Apocalypse: All I Want Is to Find a Husband
Chapter 84: Reality Show

Chapter 84: Reality Show

[STATUS PANEL]

Name: Medeia Vega

Title: Leader of Red Star Alliance

Lover: Lucian Charon (Boyfriend)

Age: 24

Bank Balance: 11,820 gold coins

Soul Taken: 5

Level: 22 (39,200 XP/41,500 XP)

Health Point: 9,600/9,900 (-3%)

Mana Point: 27,180/30,200 (-10%)

Character Point: 10,140

Mutant Ability: Water Mutant Lvl. 2 (Grade-B)

Mental: SSS+

Demon Ability: Soul Eater lvl. 1 (Grade-SSS+) // Demonic Strength lvl. 3 (Grade-SSS+) // Seduction lvl. 1 (Grade-SSS+)

Attributes: Strength 215, Agility 215, Intelligence 240, Defense 120

Active Skills: Summoning Water lvl. 2 // Hydromancy lvl. 1

Passive Skills: Water Float lvl. 1 // Mana Flow lvl. 2 // Night Vision lvl. 1

[CLOSE PANEL]

Medeia couldn’t help but grin broadly when she saw the word ’boyfriend’ beside Lucian’s name.

She walked while jumping lightly, her heart soaring with a joy she hadn’t felt in centuries.

After the light went out, Lucian asked Medeia to leave her clothes and books behind, promising to pick them up later.

"Can we stay here tonight?" asked Medeia, swinging their hands together like kids in kindergarten.

Lucian chuckled, amused at Medeia’s childlike excitement. "Yes. We can ask Richard to let us stay tonight and then borrow his car to go back to the Warstock base tomorrow."

Once they reached the top floor of the base, Medeia found Richard and his sisters busy activating the fertility stones.

Their skin turned pale, and even their lips became blue after they activated too many fertility stones.

"What the ..." Medeia went to one of the stone sacks and saw that half of the stones had been activated. "Didn’t I tell Jose that each person can only activate five stones per week? What the fuck is wrong with you?"

[Foul language detected! Penalty minus 20 C-points.]

Oh, really?

She was just trying to ensure someone’s sanity!

"It’s too long," Richard grumbled. "There are about 100 stones in a sack. If we only activate five stones a week, it will take us months to activate them all. It’s not ideal at all."

Medeia, "You can ask your people to do it."

"The hell I can. They’re too busy gathering the materials to build your base."

Richard started to pick up another stone, but Medeia kicked the sack away with her foot. "Stop it. Just stop before you die."

Richard raised his head and looked at Medeia in confusion. "It’s not like you have to spend your money on my funeral."

"If you die, my wedding invitation list will shrink." Medeia sighed dramatically and crossed her arms.

Celestine, who was about to faint, immediately straightened up. "Wedding? You’re getting married? To whom?"

Medeia lifted the corner of her mouth, then nudged Lucian’s arm without saying a word. Her gesture was enough to surprise all of his cousins. Celestine stood up from the couch and exclaimed, "I knew your date would go well!"

Seraphina asked, "Have you proposed yet? You don’t even have proper rings yet."

"Oh, don’t worry about that." Medeia showed them a ring on her finger. "We have them."

Technically, they already had matching rings. They weren’t engagement rings, but those rings were more meaningful because they could connect their lives.

"When are you getting married?" asked Seraphina, followed by everyone’s gaze turning toward them.

Lucian coughed awkwardly. He hadn’t even proposed yet, so how could he know when they would get married? Still, he played along with Medeia’s sudden announcement. "Soon, maybe after our base is settled."

Medeia gasped. She had only intended to shock everyone, but she hadn’t expected Lucian to give a serious answer about their marriage.

"So you will be our family soon, right?" Richard asked.

Medeia felt something suspicious about him. "I guess so."

Richard grinned mischievously, then pushed another sack of fertility stones toward her. "Families should help each other. That’s why you’re going to help me activate the rest of the stones."

This bastard.

[Host, please be polite to your soon-to-be husband’s family.]

[If you call them rude names again, the system will reduce your C-points.]

’Really? Is that your concern now? He is trying to make me do free labor!’

[It doesn’t count as free labor if you’re helping a family!]

Oh, Medeia hoped she could force the system to do free labor someday.

• • •

Medeia still ended up giving Richard a hand, because deep down she knew he deserved some gratitude for helping Lucian create such a perfect date for them.

Moreover, Richard had allowed them to stay in the nice room with the queen bed, which was perfect for a new couple in heat.

Heat for her, but maybe not for Lucian.

He always acted like a saint who didn’t have any lust at all.

They were alone in the bedroom, but they only activated the freaking fertility stones instead of fucking each other.

At least Lucian didn’t let her do the free labor alone and he was the one who finally activated most of the fertility stones.

Medeia even managed to activate only about twenty stones, reducing her HP by almost 95%, but Lucian could activate the whole sack.

Was that even possible?

How much HP did he have to be able to activate the entire sack of fertility stones?

’Can I take a look at his HP?’

[Unfortunately, you can’t, Host. The system can’t access other people’s stats.]

’Why? You have the access to know someone’s ability, but why can’t you see their stats?’

It was actually quite ridiculous. If Medeia could see their HP and MP, she could easily estimate how strong they were on the battlefield.

[The system is not the one that made the rule, Host.]

Medeia had finally connected the dots that the system had left behind.

At first, she had believed the System was a higher consciousness, an omnipotent being that lived in the higher dimension.

But as she thought about it more, it seemed that the System was really just a tool, an intermediary rather than a mastermind.

’Is there someone who has higher authority than you?’

The system had mentioned ’The Watchers’ before, not a single entity, but more than one.

If these beings really existed, who or what were they? Were they gods? No, perhaps more than that.

At least in Medeia’s world, gods didn’t have the authority to give someone a second chance to live in another body.

Medeia leaned against the window and peered through the gap between the planks. The night sky stretched before her, adorned with many starlights.

[Error! Error!]

[System does not have access to answer Host’s question.]

It was clear now that the system had not chosen to bring her back to life to help her, but rather because she was ... interesting?

She was nothing more than a lion in a circus. Every move she made, every decision she made, was being watched by who knows what or who.

If Medeia had the chance to see them, she would make sure to gauged their eyes so they lost the ability to watch again.

"What are you thinking?" Lucian tied up the sack, then focused his gaze on Medeia. "Are you tired?"

Medeia turned her head toward him. "No, I’m just bored."

Her words were light, but her mind was clouded with darker thoughts.

If her life was nothing more than a reality show, did that mean everyone around her was just a character playing their part? Were they all fake?

No, maybe they were real.

If it was all fake, it wouldn’t have been as interesting to watch, would it?

Medeia, "Can you come here?"

Lucian approached her without question, then startled when Medeia suddenly hugged him.

She laid her head on his chest to hear his heartbeat, which was getting louder and faster.

People might be able to fake their characters, but it was impossible to fake their hearts.

That kind of heartbeat was a sign that he really loved her.

He wasn’t pretending.

"What’s wrong?" Lucian gently stroked her head.

"Nothing." Medeia hugged him tighter. "I just want to make sure you’re real."

He chuckled. "What do you mean? Of course I’m real." He whispered, "Everything is real, Medeia."

She hoped so, or she would burn down the entire world with her.