Harem Legion: Queens of the Apocalypse-Chapter 212 Six Women, One Man... Then the Sky Fell

Chapter 212: Chapter 212 Six Women, One Man... Then the Sky Fell

Meat supplies were critically low. The only remaining stock included over 2,100 frozen chickens, ducks, and geese. Live animals were limited to 274 pigs, 75 cattle, and just 2 sheep - barely enough to consider sustainable breeding, let alone slaughter.

Food reserves beyond meat were more promising. The base held 13,186 boxes of canned goods, totaling approximately 310,000 cans. Instant noodles and ready-to-eat rice meals were still available - 4,874 boxes in total - alongside 2,882 boxes of high-calorie snacks like energy bars and compressed biscuits.

Cooking oil was running scarce, with only 744 standard 5-liter barrels left in storage. At current usage rates, this supply wouldn’t last the month.

Protective gear and essential supplies remained uneven. There were 4,585 sets of combat uniforms and 4,122 motorcycle helmets available. Insecticides and high-intensity repellents totaled 955 boxes - crucial for deterring mutated pests and airborne carriers.

Personal provisions for the female population were still in relatively good shape. Sanitary products exceeded 17,000 boxes. Clothing reserves included 12,900 sets of women’s apparel and 11,200 pairs of hiking or military-grade boots. Bedding supplies stood at 8,000 units.

Daily-use items were well-stocked. The base held over 151,000 individual hygiene products - soap, towels, toothpaste, toothbrushes, and facial cleansers. Surprisingly, cosmetic stocks were even higher, with more than 160,000 units - lipsticks, foundation, and other beauty products that had somehow survived the fall of civilization.

Also stockpiled: condiments, smokeless coal, gas tanks, oil barrels, modified nail guns, spare tires, various steel types, power generators, welding gear, and assorted hardware...

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It was the night before the second meteor shower, possibly hitting tomorrow morning. Magnus reviewed the inventory one last time. Then, he gathered the team for a quick briefing.

The first meteor shower and the Redlight Beasts’ burst had a five-hour gap. This time, Magnus was sure that the next two hours post-impact would be safe.

"If we’re lucky," he said, "once the second wave hits, we have a chance to send a team to nearby towns and Hanford City to dig for Crystals. If it’s the same five-hour gap, we can spend two hours digging, round trip fits."

"I’ll go!" Dakota growled, almost snapping. "If tomorrow really turns out like your damn prophecy, I’m not afraid. I’ll lead the squad into Hanford myself."

Days of organizing the underground warehouse had driven Dakota and Lana nearly insane. They thought Magnus was losing it... and maybe they were too, just following him this far.

"I don’t see the point pushing the timing," Emily said calmly. "If meteors do fall tomorrow morning, we just focus on digging up Ashbrook Town. Then wait a day. If no Redlight shows up, the next morning we move out in full force, hit all counties."

Charlotte frowned. "Magnus, what if one of those things hits the warehouse? Can you be sure the meteors won’t crush us?"

Magnus couldn’t guarantee that. That’s why he’d already had the two other exits blasted open.

After a minute, he replied, "There’s a mountain over our heads. Unless we’re unlucky like in Willowglen Village - where a boulder-sized meteor dropped - we should be fine. Still, to be safe, everyone should get deeper into the bunker tomorrow morning."

The team was mostly aligned. Only Lana and a few others stayed silent, watching it all like some drawn-out drama. They knew the curtain was about to rise. No point arguing anymore. Whatever would come, was coming with the dawn.

That night, Liana prepared extra food - solid meal, plus some steamed buns and fried flatbread. She made sure they had enough dry rations packed to last. Magnus called it "preparing for the unexpected."

At 5 AM the next morning, before the sky lightened, Magnus carefully moved a leg and an arm that had been draped over him. He eased out of bed without waking Sarah or Ashton. Both were still sound asleep.

Seemed they weren’t all that convinced danger would strike today - or maybe they just had blind faith in him, that he’d keep them safe.

Stepping out of the room, Magnus paused. Sophia, Grace, Emily, Liana, Charlotte, and Chloe were already gathered in the lounge of the RV, voices low in discussion. They didn’t even flinch when they saw him come out, just gave him a glance, like they were used to it.

Charlotte stood and took a deep breath as she looked at him.

"Magnus, how sure are you... I mean, you really think today there’ll be a meteor shower?"

"Ninety-nine percent sure."

He dressed quickly, walked to the bar, poured a shot of white liquor in a small cup, downed it in one go. A good burn settled in his gut.

"I’m heading out for a look. Stay here for now. If anything happens, send someone after me. I’ll be up on that hill."

He gave them a quick nod, turned toward the door.

"Wait for me, I’m coming too," Grace spoke, and Sophia followed immediately behind.

The three of them stepped out of the storage bunker and made their way to the small hilltop where Magnus had been watching sunspots for the last few days.

By 6 AM, the rest of the group had woken up, eaten breakfast, and geared up for combat.

It had been a while since they used them, but Liana had everyone prep shovels and torches again. If the Red Light was really coming - and with it, a tide of bloodsuckers - they’d need them.

At 7:30, Magnus sat on the ridge, Grace and Sophia flanking him, all gazing quietly at the sky. Across both his lives, he’d survived three meteor showers - but never once had he seen one crash down with his own eyes.

In his past and current life, the first meteor shower had struck near Springvale City’s outskirts - way off in the farmland. The second time, the Ice Regiment had been holed up at a temporary base when the meteors hit; all he heard was the sound of giant rocks slamming into earth.

Lana, Dakota, and Mia showed up next, following the path they’d seen him take. They stood silently behind him and the other two.

"Commander..."

Lana lifted her head, eyes scanning the sky. Clear, not a single cloud, with the sun dragging itself lazily over the horizon.

Sophia had fallen the day before. The dampness still hung in the air. No stench of mutated creatures up here - just crisp, cold air.

She lowered her gaze with a long sigh, staring at Magnus’ back.

"You still really think it’s coming today?" she asked, voice calm but doubtful.

He nodded slightly, lit a cigarette, and smoked in silence.

Let them say what they will. He was numb to it now.

After another quiet breath, Lana glanced at the sky again. Still nothing.

A bitter chuckle escaped her lips.

What am I doing? she thought. Running around chasing superstition like this with the others... What happened to me?

Am I getting old?

Almost unconsciously, she reached up and touched her cheek. But before the thought even settled, Dakota suddenly shouted from beside her.

"Lana! Look! What the hell is that?!"