Shiraki Meiko walked straight in, draped in a white bath towel.
The size of that bath towel was obviously tailor-made for women of average figure, and on her, it appeared even more stretched and inadequate.
The upper edge of the bath towel barely covered the astonishing fullness on her chest.
The fabric was stretched to the limit by her astonishing curves, squeezing out a shocking arc, so taut that it felt as if it would burst with the undulations of her breath the next moment.
The hem of the bath towel could only barely cover the base of her thighs.
Her two slender and powerful legs were thus exposed to the air, and crystal-clear water droplets slowly slid down the firm muscle lines, shining with an alluring luster.
Akira’s showerhead froze mid-air, and the water rushed down, washing over the tiles, yet it couldn’t wash away this sudden, eerie atmosphere.
He looked at the uninvited guest before him, at a loss for how to react for a moment.
Shiraki Meiko pushed up her glasses, which had grown slightly blurry from the steam.
There was not a single ripple on her cold and stunning face, and her tone was as calm as if she were stating a scientific theorem: “Bathing water is extremely scarce.
If two people wash together, it might reduce water resource consumption.”
Akira felt a headache coming on.
“I don’t think it’s necessary to save to that extent.”
“Acquiring survival points is not easy.”
Shiraki Meiko didn’t stop.
As she spoke, she took two steps forward, seemingly preparing to enter the shower area.
Her gaze swept over the shower switch on the wall, as if calculating how to rinse both of them clean in the shortest time possible.
Looking at her face, which was plastered with “seriousness” and “rigor”, Akira didn’t know how to respond for a moment.
When she drew closer, her gaze inadvertently landed on Akira, only to discover a certain organ quietly rising.
Her movements paused instantly, and a trace of imperceptible fluctuation flashed in her eyes.
Akira felt a dull throbbing in his temples.
Faced with Shiraki Meiko’s rational yet almost “absent-minded” way of thinking, he found it tricky for the first time.
Right in this awkward standoff, Takagi Saya’s voice suddenly came from outside the bathroom: “Akira, are you still not done washing?”
Hearing the sound of water inside stop, she pushed the bathroom door open a crack.
Then, she saw the scene inside the bathroom where Shiraki Meiko and Akira stood facing each other.
“!!
What are you two doing?!”
Takagi Saya let out a sharp cry, almost instinctively covering her eyes.
Her voice broke the originally silent and stagnant atmosphere in the bathroom.
Shiraki Meiko was also reminded by this sudden shout.
She turned her head, her eyes carrying a hint of confusion: “Saya, are you coming too?”
How could Takagi Saya endure this any longer?
She dashed fiercely into the bathroom and pulled Shiraki Meiko right out.
“Sister Meiko!
That’s not how you save things!
How can you just casually enter a man’s bathroom!”
Takagi Saya roared almost, finding that she still underestimated Shiraki Meiko’s personality; this woman seemed to have no concept of distinction between men and women in her eyes at all.
“The impact was greater than I imagined.”
After being pulled out of the bathroom by Takagi Saya, Shiraki Meiko adjusted her glasses frame.
Her face flushed slightly, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
Her originally calm and sharp voice now carried an imperceptible tremor: “It seems I indeed shouldn’t have gone in.”
“Only now do you realize that?!”
Looking at her belated realization, Takagi Saya felt a mix of exasperation and amusement.
Inside the bathroom, seeing Takagi Saya lead Shiraki Meiko away, Akira breathed a slight sigh of relief, calmed down, and continued letting the water wash over his body, walking out of the bathroom shortly after.
“You guys go wash up.”
Akira said, his gaze sweeping past Shiraki Meiko.
Although she was still scantily clad, her movements possessed an extra trace of indescribable coyness.
Akira even felt that the sweat on her body seemed even heavier than before.
After Shiraki Meiko entered the bathroom, Takagi Saya followed closely behind.
Approaching the bathroom door, she even made a quirky face at Akira.
Akira ignored the girl’s unnecessary expression and walked straight to the bedside.
Although Shiraki Meiko had already joined their team, there were still only two beds before them.
Where Shiraki Meiko would sleep at night became an urgent problem that needed to be solved.
[Detected that the number of Dormitory members is greater than the number of beds]
[Do you wish to consume 5 survival points to add a new bed?]
A prompt tone rang in his mind without warning, causing Akira’s eyebrows to arch slightly.
So there was even this kind of function.
“Yes.”
Without the slightest hesitation, he directly chose to confirm.
The instant his words fell, a rectangular outline made of white light emerged out of thin air on the floor of the Dormitory, landing right next to the bunk bed, leaving a passageway just wide enough for one person to pass through between the two.
The light flickered, and a single wooden bed identical in style to the lower bunk condensed and formed out of thin air, appearing quietly there along with a brand-new mattress and bedding.
Now, the layout of the Dormitory had turned into a form where a bunk bed and a single bed were placed side by side.
Right at this moment, the bathroom door was pulled open, and billowing white steam surged out.
Takagi Saya and Shiraki Meiko walked out one after the other.
Both of them had changed into clean clothes found from the supermarket.
Takagi Saya had chosen a well-fitting athletic short-sleeve shirt and shorts, outlining her fine body curves just right, appearing youthful and full of vitality.
As for Shiraki Meiko, she had changed into an oversized white men’s T-shirt and black tight athletic long pants.
Even so, that loose T-shirt was still stretched out plumply by the astonishing size of her upper body, and the tight pants vividly showcased the lines of her explosive long legs.
Even under such loose attire, her unique charm was hard to conceal.
Having washed away the blood and sweat from their bodies, both females appeared refreshed, as if even the air had become a bit fresher.
“Eh?
How come there is an extra bed here?”
Takagi Saya noticed the change inside the Dormitory at a glance, a look of surprise appearing on her face.
“Just exchanged for it with survival points.”
The newly built bed cost 5 survival points, and Akira had just consumed 1 more survival point to replenish the bathroom water, leaving 14 survival points remaining.
With a thought in his mind, Akira pulled up the upgrade panel of the Dormitory once again.
[Dormitory: Level 2 (Comfortable Dormitory)]
[Current upgradable options:]
[1.
Upgrade to Level 3 Dormitory: Requires survival points x50, wood x30, steel x30 (Insufficient materials)]
The requirements to upgrade to a Level 3 Dormitory were very high.
Whether it was survival points or materials, it was a huge amount of resources, which obviously could not be achieved in a short time.
Akira’s gaze turned to other options; he was more inclined to add some new functions to the Dormitory.
The appearance of a certain facility aroused his strong interest.
[Fitness Room (Level 1)]
[Requires survival points × 10, steel × 3, wood × 1]
[Effect: Build a small fitness room; training here for 6 days can increase one point of strength or agility attribute]
The cost of 10 survival points and the required supplies were not a small price for them at present.
The survival points were still quite abundant, but materials were a problem.
They had collected some at a construction site previously, which was barely enough.
Even so, the benefits of this facility made it impossible for him to refuse.
Training for six days to increase a point of strength or agility.
This was different from the attribute points automatically granted by the system every five days, and different from the attributes he gained by devouring monsters.
This was a brand-new pathway that could steadily enhance basic attributes.
Akira quickly calculated in his heart: 10 survival points, if used solely for himself, were equivalent to gaining 5 attributes within 60 days.
However, there were three people in their Dormitory.
If all three could effectively utilize it, the return on investment for the fitness room would increase significantly.
Around the twelfth day, the attribute benefits brought by the fitness room would exceed its initial survival point expenditure.
This was a long-term investment; the earlier it was built, the more terrifying the accumulated advantage would be.
The greater the early investment, the higher the later return.
In doomsday survival, this meant stronger strength and greater survival chances.
It might not seem tempting right now but who knows what the future holds?
“And If you’re enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!”