The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 1 Rebirth in the Apocalypse

Chapter 1 Rebirth in the Apocalypse
My head is throbbing badly.

Gan Minglan was in so much pain that she was grimacing even in her sleep.

In a daze, I heard a woman screaming and a man laughing.

"Ahhh."

"Don't, don't"

"Get out, get out!"

"Please, please let me go."

"Heh, don't frighten the young mistress! She was one of the three most famous beauties of Daming Prefecture back in the day!"

"Hehehe, boss, these three beauties are indeed stunning!"

"Rip!" The sound of tearing cloth rang out.

"what"

The woman's high-decibel scream pierced through eardrums.

The shock finally made Gan Minglan open her eyes.

She found herself lying on the ground.

What comes into view in the distance is this scene:
Four men of varying heights and builds, shirtless.

They are assaulting a woman dressed in Hanfu with an intricate hairstyle.

The woman's outer garment was torn, and her bra was about to fall off, revealing glimpses of her shapely figure.

On the other side, there was a group of women dressed in the same ancient costume, huddled together, trembling.

Gan Minglan was dumbfounded: It's been ten years since the apocalypse, where did this film crew come from?
wrong! wrong!
The air I just breathed in didn't have that nauseating zombie smell!
The slight smell of blood was mixed with the stench of feces and urine.

Wood-type ability users have extremely sharp senses.

Until she understood the situation, she could only continue to huddle in the dark corner, remaining silent.

Sympathy, pity, and the like.

She doesn't have those kinds of luxuries!

After carefully examining his body, he couldn't help but gasp.

It took several years of diligent work to raise his superpower to level ten.

Now, it's back to square one!
A level one wood-type ability can at most sprout a bean sprout!

What good is this?

No, this isn't her original body!

This body seems very young.

Behind her head, however, was a blood sac that was giving her a splitting headache.

On her stomach, there was a hard lump the size of an adult's fist!

After she placed her hand on the hard bag and carefully felt it,

shocked!
Good heavens, this isn't a hard lump at all!
Who has a heartbeat inside their hard-pack?

After the apocalypse, there have been no more newborns in the world.

Men are more dangerous than zombies.

Having been single for over thirty years, where did she get a child?

She hadn't even had time to process the shock.

The woman, who was almost completely naked, clutched her chest tightly with her right hand, pointed to the corner where she was lying with her left hand, and shouted:

"Go find the pork beauty, she's prettier than me, she's the real beauty!"

What the hell?

Divert trouble to the east!

That woman is no good person!
Gan Minglan, her face grim, finished the assessment.

The four people, of varying heights and builds, stopped what they were doing and became quite interested.

One of the questions was:

"Really? There are women more beautiful than the Three Beauties of Daming Prefecture?"

The woman on the ground shouted:
"It's true, it's true! Her family owns a pork shop in Leyuan County. Men from all over the county have died from overcrowding to see her!"

Upon hearing this, the fat man among the four, carrying an oil lamp, strode towards the corner. Gan Minglan, rubbing her belly, slowly stood up.

A beautiful woman seen under the lamplight appears even more gentle!
The fat man felt his breath catch in his throat and couldn't utter a word.

Unlike most women in Daming Prefecture who were petite and delicate with clear features, she was different.

This pork beauty!

She has a height comparable to that of an average man, a figure that is neither too fat nor too thin, and strikingly feminine features.

Her thick, dark hair was simply styled into a bun.

He has a long face, with a strong yet gentle appearance.

A full forehead and deep-set eyes.

A pair of cat-like eyes with slightly upturned corners stared straight at him.

Under the dim light, the shadow of her eyelashes stretched very long.

"So, so beautiful!"

"My goodness, even the empresses in the palace could be this beautiful!"

The three men, one tall and one short, one thin and one short, walked closer and closer, drool dripping from their mouths.

Seeing that she had reached this point, she remained unmoved.

The fat man's interest grew even stronger.

He stroked his chin and said:
"This filthy prison cell doesn't even have a bed; it's really an insult to a beauty like you!"

"Hehe, boss, Aunt Cao just changed the bedding in the dormitory during the day."

"Then what are we waiting for? The brothers on night duty tonight are all going to have a lucky night with women!"
Unfortunately, the Zuo family, including nine generations of relatives, totaling 360 people, will be exiled to the border town in a few days.

Gan Minglan's long eyelashes shimmered slightly.

Several keywords flashed through my mind: woman dressed in ancient costume, prison cell, exile, nine generations of relatives.
She listened to what was being said.

I didn't understand much at all!

He tightened his grip on his right hand, on the small, cone-shaped knife he had just touched from his thigh.

Before the men could even grab her arms, she was already gone.

Then a strong old woman walked out of the passageway to the outside of the cell.

With a stern face and a deep voice conveying strong dissatisfaction, she addressed the group:
"Yu Er, even if you're reckless, there should be a limit. I, this old woman, usually turn a blind eye to what happens in the women's prison!"
If we take the person away and something bad happens to them, who will be responsible?
Besides, the Zuo family's in-laws were bribed with money, and we, dozens of people, have benefited greatly!
You can't just take someone's money and then not do the job, can you?

The fat man, called Yu Er, spat on the ground and said disdainfully:

"You old hag, mind your own business! I've never seen you so noisy before!"
We only took one, so let's not touch the rest, okay?
Besides, I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know how to cherish women. I'll definitely bring her back to you before dawn.

The old woman, however, refused to agree:
"Hmph, how many of the women who have passed through your hands have turned out well?"
Leaving aside others, Dr. Qiu said that the woman in front of him was not even three months pregnant.

When they were brought in, they were already breathing more than they were exhaling; I can't bear the responsibility of causing the death of both mother and child!

"What?"

The four men, tall and short, fat and thin, stared intently at Gan Minglan's belly, their breath ragged.

"What the hell is this bad luck!"

"Boss, we've been fooled by that slut!"

"Boss, how about we switch to that third girl instead? Neither of us has a good father to help us sort things out."

The old woman said again, in a light and airy tone:
"It's best for families that haven't had a son yet to be superstitious! It's bad luck!"

They love beautiful women, but they can't compare to the importance of having a son!
The group had no choice but to back down and temporarily abandon the tempting prize.

He turned his pent-up lust towards the woman who had just shifted the blame.

Ignoring the filth of the prison, they pulled her out of the group of women.

"You beasts, you animals, let me go!"

"Help! My husband, please come and save me!"

Gan Minglan slowly sat down on the straw mat in the corner, without saying a word.

I just watched as the woman's strapless top was tossed into the air and then fell back down in front of her.

Ok?
The pomegranate flowers on top are quite pretty!
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