Surviving the Apocalypse with my Multiplier System novel Chapter 179

Back at Rayne and Julian’s apartment, Julian pulled Rayne into his embrace.

"I promised Noah a small gift earlier. You wouldn’t happen to have a pack of condoms in that magical system of yours, would you?", he asked with a smile.

Rayne giggled, "I sure do. What size?".

Julian thought for a moment, "Hmm, let’s do a size smaller than mine!". He couldn’t have Rayne thinking that Noah was bigger than he was!

Rayne burst out into laughter, "Okay, okay. One size smaller than XXXL, got it!", she teased.

"You forgot one X on that", Julian said, pretending to be offended.

The two of them laughed until they heard a knock on the door.

"Here, give him this", said Rayne, handing him an unopened box of condoms. Julian walked over and opened the door.

Before Noah had a chance to say anything, Julian tossed the box over at him, "Good night! Oh..and don’t bother me too early tomorrow morning", he said, giving him a certain look.

Noah caught the box and looked to see that it was a box of condoms, "Hey are you sure you don’t need these for yourself?". He tried teasing Julian a little but it didn’t work.

"Nah, she likes it raw", Julian flashed a victorious smile and turned to head back inside, leaving Noah standing there speechless.

Back inside Rayne was already in the shower, getting ready for bed. She was very pleased with the progress they made and felt like she could now begin to brainstorm the details of the base.

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On the other side of the base, Ace was curled up on the rough plank of plywood he called a bed. His face was pale and wet from the sweat his sick body had been producing, despite the cold temperature.

It only took him and his group two nights to catch whatever disease was going around in the building.

In fact, almost all of the people who lived in this large, open building were sick and coughing.

The extremely poor hygiene practices, combined with the freezing temperatures, created a perfect breeding ground for all sorts of bacterial infections and viruses.

"Boss, we need to report our status today," coughed the man on the neighboring bunk.

Ace’s head was pounding, and his body felt like it was on fire. He regretted volunteering for this job when Dillon had presented it to him and Cal.

At the time, it had felt more exciting, like something out of an action spy movie, but now he realized it was nothing like he had imagined.

"You go reply," Ace said, coughing. He couldn’t fathom moving right now, let alone getting up and driving for a few hours.

To make things worse, all of them were equally as sick as he was, so he couldn’t even order them to go in his stead.