Building a Safe Zone with My Harem In The Post-Apocalyptic World-Chapter 73: [-R18] Apple Did Not Fall Far From The Tree

Gideon’s first task that morning was making sure Aria cataloged the residents’ identities, biodata, and skills properly. Since this world was modern before the apocalypse happened, he assumed reading, writing, and basic math would not be an issue.

Instead of asking about those things, he told Aria to focus more on their last level of education and previous work experience.

Most of the older generation had been farmers and knew how to raise livestock. They all came from the same region and had eventually formed this small traveling faction together.

The younger ones were different. Many of them came from cities and had worked for various corporations before the apocalypse.

"Though this is only what I know about them so far. I still haven’t interviewed most of them yet, boss," Aria said.

"We rarely talk about our past. It’s painful to remember how the world changed so suddenly, like this." she snapped her fingers to emphasize the point.

"I see. Is there anyone with healthcare experience? Or construction workers?" Gideon asked.

They were walking side by side through the rows of tents while people lined up nearby to get water from his house. Watching the crowd made Gideon realize something important.

’I should build wells or some kind of water source,’ he thought. Otherwise, they will keep going in and out of the house all day.

"Hm. I’ll interview the rest more informally and ask about that," Aria replied while writing notes in the book he had given her. "After all, I only asked basic questions during the party last night."

"I’ll give you a tablet and a PC once the office building is ready," Gideon said.

"For now, just continue your work and make a list of what the residents actually need. I still have to check on the Devourer’s corpse."

"Sure. But can I ask someone to work as my secretary?" she said with a tired sigh. "It’s difficult for me to keep walking around like this. I think I’m getting old."

"Oh, that’s fine. Do whatever you need," Gideon replied, lightly tapping her shoulder.

Aria was around the same age his mother would have been if she were still alive, which made him feel a little guilty asking her to run around doing fieldwork. It would be better for her to handle office duties once the building was ready.

’I should ask Jade about the construction worker’s progress. After that, I’ll use the Civil Engineer Specialist Ticket to lead the project when they arrive here.’

According to the system description, the ticket would create a human-like NPC who could follow his orders.

There was no time limit, and the NPC would age like a normal person. They could learn new things, interact with others, and behave just like any human.

After Gideon finished observing and helping Aria for a while, asking about the residents’ needs and what would make their lives more comfortable, he finally headed toward his military truck.

As he approached, he saw Freya already sitting in the passenger seat, looking extremely uncomfortable.

He opened the door and slid into the driver’s seat. The moment he closed it, Freya immediately leaned over and clung to him.

Her arms wrapped around his neck, completely ignoring the gear lever pressing between them. She was far too distracted to care.

"Hnnn, Gideon~ please, take it out! You promised you would!" Her body squirmed restlessly, her thighs pressing tightly together.

Gideon chuckled. "Just hold on a bit. Don’t you feel lonely when my cock isn’t filling you up?"

His hand slid down to her hip, his middle finger brushing over her crotch. He pressed lightly against the plug still inside her, making her whimper as a helpless moan escaped her lips.

"Ahhh... hahhh~ I-I want to cum! But I can’t... It’s not enough!" Her voice trembled as if she might start crying. "Just give me your cock! Stop teasing me, ah!"

Freya jolted when he unzipped her trousers and began playing with the plug, pushing it deeper before pulling it back slightly.

The sensation sent waves of pleasure through her body. She tensed instantly, her toes curling.

"C-coming...!"

Her body convulsed as she climaxed, warmth spreading through her clothes and leaving the seat beneath her damp.

Freya slumped weakly against him afterward, clinging even tighter while trying to steady her breathing.

Gideon simply enjoyed the moment. Her lips were close to his ear, and he could hear every shaky breath and soft moan as she murmured his name.

"Gideon... hngg~ please... Can we do it now?" she pleaded quietly.

"No way," he replied calmly. "Wait until we finish at the Deliric Desert. Then we can have our fun."

She groaned loudly, her body trembling in protest, but when he gave her a light slap on the backside, she went weak again.

"Ugh... I hate you," she muttered, finally giving up.

Freya slowly returned to her seat and refused to look at him. She turned her head toward the window, pouting stubbornly while Gideon laughed.

"Come on, Freya. It’s only a couple of hours," he said.

Then he glanced at his hand and smirked. "And look at this. I thought your womb would absorb everything, but apparently I was wrong."

A small amount of thick white liquid still clung to his fingers.

"Don’t talk to me. I hate you!" Freya shot back.

Her body was still trembling, and the worst part was that her clothes were soaked. She could not leave the truck either.

If she ran back to the house now, everyone outside would see her and probably assume she had wet herself.

That would be more embarrassing than death.

"Don’t sulk so much. Good things come to those who wait." Gideon started the engine and began driving.

Ahead of them, several Freebound members were already riding their three-wheeled vehicles, leading the way while joking with each other. It was obvious they were close friends.

After a while, Freya finally looked at him again. Her expression had turned serious.

"One day I’m going to buy a chastity belt," she declared. "And I’ll be the only one with the key. Then you’ll only have sex with me whenever I allow it."

Her tone was so serious that Gideon actually shivered.

Then he narrowed his eyes and replied, "Yeah? I bet I’d end up not wearing it anyway. You’re too weak when I touch you. One slap on the ass and you fold."

Freya’s eyes widened before her expression darkened into an even deeper frown. Gideon burst out laughing.

She immediately pinched his hand, making him flinch. "Ugh, I hate you!"

"Oh no, I’m really hurt," Gideon said dramatically. "Alright then. I won’t touch you anymore."

He pretended to look devastated, which instantly made her panic.

"You asshole! I didn’t mean it like that! I just—" She struggled to find the right words before giving up. "You jerk!"

Gideon could only laugh harder. Teasing Freya was just as fun as teasing Summer, and sometimes even their mother.

After all, the apple did not fall far from the tree.