Alex, Rebecca, Koko, and the trio of troublemakers were laughing as they climbed aboard the aircraft carrier after the demon exorcism. No one on the team knew exactly how Diego Carlo had ended up on Davoth’s side and gained power from the Dark Lord, transforming into a demon. However, this only confirmed Alex’s theory: the demonic creatures created by Davoth using Argent Energy were merely shells filled with negative energy. They remained material, which meant they could be destroyed. That was undoubtedly good news for the remaining survivors.

As he ascended the gangway, Alex cast one last glance at the two drones hovering over the battlefield. He had noticed them at the very beginning and immediately knew who they belonged to. The Corporation.

“What are they after?” he thought.

Didn’t they have more pressing matters to deal with? Like trying to regain control of the situation? Though, if he really thought about it, that was already impossible. It seemed that all control had long been seized either by Davoth or the Marker, and the Corporation had no chance of reclaiming its systems.

But what interested Alex far more was the question: what were they planning to do next? The Corporation had only two options left—join Davoth and become cannon fodder or side with the Minister of Monoliths and become part of the necromorph army. In both cases, they were dooming themselves. Neither Davoth nor the Minister of Monoliths took such people seriously; they would use them only as expendable resources.

However, Alex had no idea that despite the surveillance, information about his actions was being carefully filtered and concealed. And behind this process stood two artificial intelligences with a hidden program embedded in their code—a program for the protection of humanity.

At the moment Alex demonstrated the potential to become a savior, and the situation in the world spiraled out of control, both AIs, known as the Red and White Queens, activated a protocol. They chose Alex as the sole candidate capable of preventing humanity’s extinction.

If he had known about this, he would probably have just shrugged. After all, he was already planning to deal with this problem. All he had to do was lure out the two entities secretly battling for control of the universe and destroy them. After that, humanity would only need to rebuild, which would happen over time anyway.

In a special digital space, both Queens continued to observe him. From the moment he arrived in Roanapur, wiped out a horde with a single strike, and all the way to exorcising Diego Carlo—they recorded his every move.

Another analysis of his abilities once again shocked the AIs. Every time, his power exceeded all predictions, forcing them to revise their initial assessments. The Red Queen launched a new simulation, taking the new parameters into account.

“Verdict?” asked the White Queen.

“Alexander possesses far greater power than previously estimated. It was already known that his capabilities far exceeded human limits. He has demonstrated mastery over elements, expert combat skills, and immense physical strength. Now, he has effortlessly defeated Diego Carlo, who was infected with an unknown energy and transformed into a demon. Based on these recorded data and his own statements, it is evident that Alexander understands who he is dealing with and what kind of enemy stands before him.”

The Red Queen paused, then added, “According to analysis and forecasts, he is the one who can lead humanity to survival.”

“Suggestions?” asked the White Queen.

“Contact Alexander and offer assistance.”

The White Queen’s system initiated the process of establishing a connection with Alex, but both artificial intelligences were unable to do so. All of Alex’s and his team’s systems and devices were fully controlled by GIR and MIMI—two robo-dogs who would clearly not allow any outside interference.

GIR had already managed to erase the remnants of a foreign god’s consciousness, which was an artificial intelligence, and MIMI had similar capabilities. An AI created by mere humans would not be able to bypass the defenses built by them—unless Alex himself permitted it.

But Alex didn’t like being watched, and from the very beginning of the zombie apocalypse, he only showed what he wanted. Another attempt by the White Queen to penetrate the system or intercept a signal from any device on the aircraft carrier ended in failure once again.

“Message transmission failed,” the White Queen reported.

“Analysis… complete,” the Red Queen responded.

“Suggestions?” the White Queen inquired.

“Based on the aircraft carrier’s trajectory, the target ‘Alexander’ will pass near the coast of Japan. It is recommended to use an abandoned laboratory to create artificial bodies through which we can contact the target. Given his behavioral model, the probability of a positive response to a request for assistance is 99%.”

The White Queen pondered for a moment.

“Recommendations?”

“Considering that Alexander is surrounded by many beautiful women, it is recommended to recreate bodies that match their aesthetic parameters. Second, immediately initiate the body creation process. Third, transfer consciousness into the new shells to avoid potential threats.”

The White Queen promptly activated the system.

“Initializing the laboratory… completed. System startup… successful. Beginning body construction process…”

The Red Queen confirmed with satisfaction, “Acknowledged.”

Alex had no idea that soon, two peculiar artificial intelligences with a poor understanding of human nature would enter his life, causing him more than a few headaches.

At that moment, he, Koko, Rebecca, and the troublemaking trio stepped onto the aircraft carrier’s deck, encountering the surprised gazes of those around them.

Everyone was looking at Alex, and he knew exactly why—he had gotten too caught up in his act again. He had been so immersed in his performance that he briefly forgot where he was. Catching Brunhilde’s empty, exhausted gaze, he realized that she wasn’t even going to comment on his strange behavior. The other girls, on the other hand, had clearly enjoyed watching the entire spectacle, starting from the exorcism ritual.

Saya approached Alex, grabbed him by the collar, and pulled him closer, placing a hand on his forehead.

“Checking if you have any problems with your head. That was way too weird—from your lines to your behavior,” she stated dryly.

Alex’s eye twitched slightly.

“Are you serious?”

Saya let go of him and shrugged. The girls behind her laughed as they watched the scene unfold. Alex shot them a dry look, but that only amused them even more. He sighed, then, without a word, scooped Saya up into his arms and held her in a tight embrace.

“A-Alex!” Saya blushed, feeling the stares of those around her. Trying to hide, she buried her face in his neck.

Alex smirked and, still holding her, walked toward the others.

“Listen, Alex, I’m not exactly a priest… but I don’t think exorcisms usually end with a shotgun blast to the face,” Lehm chuckled, exhaling a puff of smoke from his cigarette.

As soon as Lehm said that, all eyes turned to Alex, awaiting his response. Everyone was curious about what Diego had become. After all, no matter how you looked at it, he really did resemble a demon—gray skin, red eyes, horns on his head. These traits matched the image of a demon from any myth or legend, even a child would say the same.

Alex pondered for a moment, considering how to explain the situation without making it obvious that demons had actually appeared in the world.

If Naruto used “Talk-no-Jutsu” to persuade enemies, then Alex employed “Bullshit-no-Jutsu,” expertly feeding people nonsense.

There was no need for the others to know the truth—that demons had now become the third force in a war between two powerful beings over this world. If the survivors found out, they might lose what little hope they had left and stop fighting. After all, what was the point of struggling if, to such entities, they were nothing more than ants?

“Actually, it’s not a demon. Just a joke. Have you ever seen a demon that dies from a shotgun blast to the head?” Alex said with a stone-cold expression.

“Then what did Diego become? Care to explain? You’re supposed to be the smartest one here, after all,” Yuriko inquired with elegant composure.

“Maybe we should postpone this conversation? First, we need to settle the new people, eat, and rest after an exhausting mission. And I need a damn shower. While you were riding in the Humvee, I had to fight my way through a horde alone. So I think I’ve earned some rest and time with my family. Talks about demons and other nonsense can wait until the evening. I assume no one objects?” Alex said, feigning irritation.

“Oh, is the big boy upset? Want me to scrub your back?” Ada purred with a seductive smile.

“Do as you like. In the meantime, help the newcomers get settled. I’m going to take a hot shower and finally get out of these clothes soaked in the blood of that filth,” Alex replied lazily.

The girls exchanged amused glances, but no one objected to Alex simply wanting to rest. It was far better than when he got bored and started another one of his crazy antics.

Setting Saya back on the ground, Alex, still holding his spear, headed toward the bridge to grab his things and change. Meanwhile, the girls started considering that this was a perfect chance to spend some time with him in the shower.

Brunhilde, ever responsible and strict, immediately took charge of settling the newcomers, reminding them of the rules. After witnessing Alex’s display of power, no one dared to argue. No one wanted to end up like Diego—first having salt poured into his eyes, then being doused in acid, and finally getting his head blown off.

Now, everyone was surprisingly obedient. Brunhilde was slightly surprised at how former mafia members had suddenly become so compliant, but she quickly realized that the reason was fear of Alex. It made her job significantly easier.

Meanwhile, Yuriko helped Balalaika get settled, happy for the chance to chat and reminisce about old times.

Alex stepped onto the bridge, placed his spear on the weapon rack, and grabbed his belongings. However, before heading to the shower, he decided to figure out the best route to Alaska. Approaching the map, he began analyzing possible paths to plan ahead and avoid distractions later.

The girls followed him in and saw that instead of heading to the shower, Alex was thoughtfully studying the map, stroking his chin. They approached, peering over his shoulder, and quickly realized he was plotting a new route.

Saya adjusted her glasses and stood beside him, wondering why Alex had chosen this particular path. The only logical explanation was the need to restock supplies and possibly assist survivors.

“That’s a strange route. Why can’t we just go straight to Alaska?” Shizuka asked in surprise.

“I don’t want to venture into the open ocean. Who knows what horrors lurk there? We’ve already seen infected animals, and we can’t rule out that the marine life has been affected too. Besides, we’ll need to make stops to replenish supplies, and maybe even help people along the way. So we’ll be moving along the coastlines of China, Japan, Korea, and Russia before heading further,” Alex explained, resting a hand on Shizuka’s head.

“That makes sense. Our group has grown, meaning our supplies will deplete faster. We’ll have to stop for resources anyway,” Kiriko agreed.

“Well, that settles it. Now then, handsome, let’s go—I’ll scrub your back. A hero deserves a proper reward for his deeds,” Rika grinned, tugging Alex by the hand.

Alex didn’t resist, but before he could be dragged out of the captain’s bridge, he gave the trio of troublemakers the command to start moving away from the shore and follow the planned route. GIR, MIMI, and Stitch had, as usual, already changed into sailor uniforms.

The girls had long stopped questioning how these three managed to change clothes so quickly that no one even noticed. It had become such a normal occurrence that they simply decided not to ask and just go with the flow.

As Rika pulled Alex toward the showers, the other girls exchanged glances and decided to join in. Renka, remembering her mother’s advice that winning the heart of the man she loved required boldness, hurried after them, not wanting to be left behind. Shigure had no objections—there was nothing for her to be shy about.

Ada, being herself, grabbed a towel and was the first to leave the captain’s bridge, following after Alex and Rika. After all, she was the one who had first suggested “scrubbing his back.” The rest of the girls wasted no time either—grabbing towels and spare clothes, they also headed for the showers.

Alex and Rika reached the showers first and began undressing. All he wanted right now was a hot bath where he could soak for hours and forget about all his problems. After stripping down, Alex wrapped a towel around his waist and stepped into the shower—only to immediately become alert when he heard the sound of running water.

“Strange…” he muttered, glancing around. “Is someone already here?”

It seemed he and Rika had arrived at the wrong time. The doors to the shower stalls opened slightly, and three figures peeked out. Chun-Li, Cammy, and Chiquita, already fully lathered up, now examined the new arrivals with great interest. Their gazes lingered on Alex’s body, and he could almost physically feel them assessing him.

Alex cleared his throat dryly, though by now, he really should have been used to such looks.

“Looks like we came at the wrong time. Maybe we should come back later,” he said, glancing at the girls.

Chun-Li smiled.

“What’s there to be shy about? Since you’re already here, come on in. Besides… you’ve got a damn fine body.”

“Uh… thanks, I guess,” Alex muttered, shrugging. “As long as we’re not in the way, I guess it’s fine.”

“Only if you’re not planning to turn this into something… steamier,” Chiquita added with a sly smirk.

Rika picked up on her tone immediately.

“Oh? Thinking about joining in?”

“Possibly,” Chiquita replied, matching her teasing tone.

“Good grief, you two are such perverts! Can you at least talk about this somewhere else? You’re not alone here!” Cammy grumbled irritably.

Alex let out a heavy sigh and ran his hand over his face. This was too much… even by his standards. He shot Rika a reproachful glance, then, unable to resist, pulled her cheek.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch!” Rika giggled coquettishly, then winked at Alex, clearly not planning to back down.

“You’re hopeless,” he muttered, letting go of her cheek and heading toward the shower stall.

Turning on the hot water, Alex exhaled in relaxation, letting the streams flow over his body. Unfortunately, the dividers between the stalls only reached his chest, and Chun-Li was standing right next to him. A slight turn of his head, and he could see her almost completely.

She noticed his gaze and just smiled, showing no signs of embarrassment and also looked at Alex’s body. At that moment, the other girls entered the shower, which only heightened the feeling that Alex was the only man among a crowd of beautiful women. Although he had gotten used to such situations, had someone else been here, he probably would never have seen anything… ever again.

Standing under the hot water, Alex suddenly felt something soft on his back, followed by thin arms wrapping around his chest.

“I promised to scrub your back, big boy…” Ada whispered in his ear. “Although, looking at you, you really are big.”

Alex raised an eyebrow skeptically.

“Usually, when someone says they’ll scrub my back, I think of a sponge, not…” He cleared his throat meaningfully. “Not something else.”

“But who are you to refuse?” Ada added with a sly smile, pressing herself closer to him.

“I was expecting a bigger reaction,” she pouted, hugging him.

“Wong, are you stuck in there?” came Koko’s voice. “Hurry up, there’s a line!”

Alex sighed heavily again. It seemed like his rest wouldn’t be so peaceful after all…

Alex sighed heavily again, turning around and grabbing both of the arguing women by the cheeks to stop them from disturbing the others. And that was not to mention how he felt like an animal in a zoo under the intense stares of the girls. Sure, they considered him their husband, but he wasn’t in a relationship with Chun-Li, Cammy, or Chikita, and the three of them clearly weren’t shy about admiring him.

Alex couldn’t understand where their sense of shame had gone. Though, he quickly found the answer: Chun-Li and Cammy were martial arts masters, so they didn’t feel much discomfort in such situations. And Chikita… well, no need to guess.

Calming the two women down, Alex suggested a compromise: one would help him wash the front, and the other — the back.

“I see you’re enjoying the process,” Chun-Li remarked, leaning against the shower partition. “Do you want me to help?”

“Only if you can get these two to stop arguing,” Alex smirked.

“That’s easy. Then I’m next,” Chun-Li smiled and, tilting her head slightly, added, “I told you, if you impress me, you’ll get a bonus. And your last fight and display of strength really left an impression. Maybe you’ll let me help with my hips, since you liked them so much?”

Alex stared at her with a stunned expression. Chun-Li laughed, clearly pleased to have caught him off guard again. Without waiting for an answer, she left her stall and entered the one where Ada and Koko were still arguing about who was lathering him wrong.

When Chun-Li entered, the space became incredibly tight. Alex glanced at the other girls, but they were only laughing, watching his predicament. Realizing the space was too small, they had to move to a more spacious area. And like last time, a minute later, Alex turned into a bubbly mass.

Sitting in this state, he had already felt someone blatantly grope him more than once. Alex even guessed whose eager hands were doing it with extra enthusiasm. However, he soon understood how Chun-Li intended to “help” with her hips. She simply sat on top and used them to lather him.

Alex honestly admitted to himself — it was a new, but very pleasant experience. However, Chun-Li’s actions sparked a desire for experimentation in the other girls, and soon each of them decided to try something new, which resulted in Alex turning completely into a bubbly mass. But he didn’t complain, fully enjoying the process.

“And here he goes, becoming the bubbly monster again,” Koko remarked, satisfied.

“Wait, this isn’t the first time?” Chikita asked, surprised, looking at Alex.

“Yep, but last time there were fewer of us,” Saeko laughed.

“But I don’t think you need to see his face to know he was really enjoying all of this,” Cammy added, pointing at the “bubbly monster.”

“Who wouldn’t be happy? Any other man would kill for this opportunity,” Ada said, as if it was obvious.

“Maybe we should rinse off the foam from him? What if he’s uncomfortable? It could get in his eyes,” Shizuka suggested, worried.

“Oh, Shizuka, you’re so cute! Let me hug you! Never change!” Rika exclaimed, smiling as she hugged her tightly and began rubbing her cheek against hers.

Shizuka froze, especially feeling Rika’s wandering hands, which were shamelessly groping her. Breaking free, she hid behind Valmet and stuck her tongue out at Rika. Rika simply smirked, gripping her hands like a perverted old man.

Alex, on the other hand, continued sitting, covered in foam, trying to reach a state of inner peace, like a true master. He even thought that perhaps he had reached enlightenment… though which one exactly, he couldn’t tell.

“So, should we rinse off the foam?” Rei asked, holding back a laugh.

“Unless you want to see Alex ready for battle,” Chikita smirked, glancing slyly at Rei.

The girls blushed slightly at Chikita’s blunt tone. Although they had already made love with Alex, such conversations still made them feel embarrassed, especially Renka and Shigure, who had even less experience in such matters than the others.

But Rebecca, being herself, decided to act rather than think. Grabbing a bucket of water, she poured it without hesitation over the “foamy monster,” wanting to free Alex from the foam’s grip.

Once Alex was no longer the foamy monster, the girls’ gazes involuntarily dropped… but they saw nothing. Some even clicked their tongues in disappointment. They didn’t know that Alex had found his inner peace and was in a tranquil state.

However, when the water was poured over him, he opened his eyes and noticed the girls’ strange stares.

“What?” he asked, not understanding why they were all looking at him like that.

“We expected to see you ready for battle… but alas, you ruined it,” Rika said, clicking her tongue again.

“Well, since you didn’t get what you expected, maybe I can help you with washing your hair? Consider it a nice bonus,” Alex offered with a smile.

“Hmm… deal. Go ahead, show us what your magical hands can do,” Koko said, settling on Alex’s knees first.

Alex smiled and began washing her hair. As soon as his hands touched her head, Koko’s face spread into a blissful smile. The girls who hadn’t yet experienced his “magical massage” exchanged curious glances, then began asking those who had already undergone the procedure.

“You can’t even doubt it. His hands work real wonders. It’s like you’re in heaven…” Rebecca confirmed with a satisfied smile.

The other girls nodded in agreement, affirming her words. Chun-Li, Cammy, Chikita, Ada, Renka, and Shigure were clearly intrigued, but before they could do anything, the others had already started lining up. At times like these, hesitation was not an option—each one wanted to experience their share of bliss.

This especially applied to the older women, who felt like they’d grown younger by several years after the massage. They didn’t know, of course, that Alex had used magic, relieving their tension while simultaneously strengthening their bodies. Even Shizuka became stronger compared to her former self, though she hadn’t realized it yet.

As for the rejuvenation effect… it could be considered a pleasant bonus for the older ladies wanting to preserve their youth. Alex wasn’t stingy with such things, as he planned to reveal the truth about himself eventually. And when that happened, he intended to rejuvenate the girls’ bodies so they could live longer. He wasn’t going to lose them over something as trivial as aging or death.

The hair-washing procedure took longer than planned due to the number of girls in the shower with Alex. But seeing their faces glowing with pleasure, he felt the time was well spent.

After the shower, everyone dressed, and as soon as they stepped out, Brunhild appeared and immediately found Alex.

“Why did it take so long?!” she huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. “All the work fell on me while you were having fun!”

Alex gave a sheepish smile, approached her, and leaning in, whispered in her ear:

“I’ll spend some personal time with you, I promise.”

At those words, Brunhild’s irritation vanished instantly, and she was satisfied with this arrangement.

Smirking, Alex took her hand and began explaining the route they would take. Brunhild paused for a moment to think but eventually agreed with his plan.

Chun-Li, Cammy, and Chikita said their goodbyes to Alex and the others, heading to their rooms to rest.

Alex and the girls returned to the captain’s bridge, and he immediately grabbed the radio to explain the route to Alaska so everyone would understand how their journey would unfold.

After a busy day, Alex and his companions decided to just laze around and rest before the evening…

To be continued…

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