My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 320

’If this is the Constellation’s way of sweeping things under the rug, I can only hope it happens more often so I can reap all the benefits,’ Kisha thought, allowing herself to bask in the happiness of seeing the drastic boost in her stats.

It almost felt like she had already leveled up to Level 2.

If she continued using the Scarlet Honey to strengthen her foundation and boost her multipliers before leveling up to Level 2, she was confident she’d soon surpass the 100 stat threshold—and likely go far beyond it.

With such growth, her stats alone could place her on par with a Level 3 Evolved zombie, or perhaps even stronger.

Kisha couldn’t contain her excitement as she thought about the future and the possibilities her growing strength would bring. Saying she felt invincible wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

She was now even stronger than the Tyrant Emperor, who had once been the terror of her previous life.

Glancing over at Duke, who had just finished eating and happened to catch her eye, she felt a surge of pride.

"Are you done eating?" Duke’s deep, masculine voice echoed in Kisha’s ears, sending a pleasant shiver down her spine, as if it had pierced straight through her heart.

She looked up at him, momentarily lost in the warmth of his voice, then shook her head before turning her attention back to her plate and resuming her meal.

Duke set down his utensil, quietly watching Kisha eat with the affectionate gaze of a doting husband. Everyone else, pretending not to notice the display of affection, quickly picked up the pace of their own meals.

The single ones, in particular, had no desire to linger on the scene, not wanting to feel any lonelier than they already did.

After Kisha finished eating, she wasted no time in pulling Duke back to their room, right in front of everyone.

The group exchanged knowing smiles, and the Patriarch chuckled, saying, "Oh my! I didn’t realize my granddaughter-in-law was so bold. Hahaha." His laughter set off a ripple of amusement, causing the husband and wife nearby to exchange twinkling glances.

Without saying a word, they continued sipping their drinks, their eyes communicating something only they could understand.

Kisha, on the other hand, didn’t even stop to consider what others might think. Duke, meanwhile, was thrilled that she had taken the initiative this time.

The fact that she made the first move filled him with such excitement that he could feel his insides tremble.

He struggled to contain his growing desire, doing his best to keep his emotions in check.

He had an overwhelming urge to pin Kisha against the wall and kiss her, to devour her in his excitement.

But since Kisha was the one taking the lead, the anticipation thrilled him even more. It was like being a child eager to tear open a Christmas gift but having to wait for the signal from everyone else before doing so.

As they approached their room, Duke’s breathing had already grown ragged, and his body radiated heat, though Kisha, caught up in her own excitement, didn’t notice.

The moment the door closed behind them, she guided Duke to sit on the edge of the bed.

He swallowed hard, a lump forming in his throat, as he watched her with unwavering focus, anticipation clear in his gaze.

’This is it! How’s she going to start? Will she drop to her knees like the other night and do me, or...?’ Duke’s thoughts raced with anticipation.