At this moment, his kill count had reached 91 and there was still one house he hadn't gone into yet.

Cracking his neck and moving his shoulders, he headed toward it, no longer bothering to use the talisman.

…

On the other side of the street, Jack and Henry stared at Max in shock.

A while ago, they had noticed a figure sneaking into one of the houses they were watching. At first, they thought he was one of the enemy group.

However, when he came out and went into the next and then next, they finally paid him attention and soon recognized him.

Immediately, Henry was filled with rage and wanted to shoot him because he thought Max was colluding with the enemy. However, Jack stopped him and told him to take a better look.

When he did, he noticed Max's knife dripping with blood and the realization of what Max was doing hit him, sending cold chills down his spine.

"Do you think… he really killed them all?" He asked Jack, feeling his throat dry up.

"I… think so." Jack took a deep breath, "Otherwise someone would have come out to alert the others."

Henry nodded. Then, upon seeing Max walk toward the last house, which probably housed more people than any other, he stood up. "I'll go and see if he needs some assistance."

Jack looked at him with a half smile and nodded, "Yeah. You should."

"Tsk." Henry clicked his tongue seeing the look he gave him and thought, 'What trouble! I shouldn't have been an asshole and should have treated him a bit better.'

Unlocking the gate, he rushed over. For a moment, he paused in front of the door, but didn't hear any noise. So, gritting his teeth, he entered, ready to shoot.

However…

What he saw inside surprised him.

There was no scene of bloodshed or corpses he expected. Everything was peaceful.

He searched the rooms on the first floor, but didn't see anyone, so he rushed upstairs and immediately saw Max standing at the door of a room.

Hearing his footsteps, he turned to look at him, and nodded lightly before stepping inside.

Henry hurried over and saw a middle-aged man, hanging on the ceiling with a rope around his neck.

"Visante…" He murmured, recognizing the man.

"You know him?" Max asked, shifting his gaze away from the letter he found on the table.

"Yeah." Henry nodded, "He lived in this house with his family. I saw him a week ago when he came over to ask for some food."

He then looked at the letter in his hand and asked, "Suicide?"

To his surprise, however, Max shook his head, "No, he was killed."

"Huh?"

Max did not explain anything and just walked out of the room, saying, "You can put him down if you want."

Henry stared furrowed his brows, but a moment later, he sighed, put the gun down and began pulling Visante down.

…

Before leaving the house, Max went to the bathroom, took his t-shirt off and using the water from the system inventory, he took a shower. But it soon ran out, so he bought 10 liters and then another, using up 2 HP.

[Harem Points: 21→19]

…

Jack was constantly keeping watch on the surroundings, not even daring to blink lest he failed to provide support to Max and Henry in case they needed it.

But not long after Henry entered the house, he saw Max walk out, shirtless, holding the knife in his hand.

Seeing Max walk over, he went out and asked, "You alright? Where is Henry?"

"I'm good." Max said, his voice calm as always, "As for Henry, he is probably pulling that Visante guy's corpse down."

Saying this, Max began walking past him, but then he paused and said, "You should have some people take care of the corpses in the houses."

"...Yeah. I'll do that." Jack nodded, his voice low. His words confirmed his speculation—he had indeed killed everyone.

He then watched him until he disappeared from his sight, his heart thudding in his chest.

'Just how… did he do it?' He wondered.

Right then, he noticed Henry returning and quickly asked him, "Did you see him fight?"

Henry forced a smile and shook his head, "There was no fight."

"Hm? What do you mean?" Jack asked, confused.

Henry shrugged, "There was no one inside, but Visante's corpse on the first floor."

Jack's brows furrowed, "But they should have been there, right? Did they go somewhere? To receive the firearms' supply?"

Henry nodded, "That's my guess too. Of course, they might have been in one of the other houses and might already be dead."

Jack felt it was not likely because they had been watching them. However, he didn't dare be too sure about it. They were humans, after all, and might have made an oversight.

"Let me go bring some people. Then we'll go check." He said before entering the mansion.

…

Max arrived at the administration building and saw Vivian sitting on the reception desk, her brows creased into a heavy frown.

His gaze roamed over her.

She had an almond shaped face, fair complexion and slightly wheetish color skin. Her thin pink lips, a small nose, shapely brows and light green eyes made her quite attractive. Her brown hair was neatly tied into a ponytail, falling to her mid-back.

Currently, she was dressed in a black, pencil skirt—that tightly hugged her wide and what he believed was a very soft ass—and white shirt—that was stretched across her large breasts, comparable to Ruth's in size. Factoring in her slender waist, juicy thighs and long legs, she was one attractive milf.

After admiring her for a few moments, he nodded. Both her appearance and personality were to his satisfaction and adding the fact she seemed to care a lot about him, she more than qualified to become his third harem member.

Someone might wonder, why was he suddenly interested in her?

Well, it had to do with him killing over 90 people in such a short time span.

While the act of killing itself didn't weigh on him emotionally, it seemed to rouse something primal within him, which he felt he could only calm down with sex.

Now, since he couldn't return home yet due to some reasons, he had to find a woman here and Vivian, his loving aunt, naturally became his first choice.

Now, it all depending on her sexual information, he would decide whether to make a move on her. So, without wasting any time, he activated the [Discerning Eyes].

[Name: Vivian Fletcher]

Marital Status: Married

Sexual Satisfaction: 5%

Vaginal Virginity: No

Anal Virginity: Yes

Sexual Arousal: 0%

Sensual Points: Eyes, Neck, Vagina, Anus.

[Sexual Fetish/Fantasy: Submission, Affair with some young man.]

'Hm?' His lips curled up into a smile when he saw her fantasy. He then checked her status too, and wasn't surprised when he saw her most prominent emotion was worry. However, her loyalty surprised him.

[Loyalty: 61]

'She really considers me family. How... Nice!' Smiling, he closed the screens and walked towards her.

Hearing the sound of his footsteps, she raised her head, "Max? Hm? Why are you shirtless?"

"I threw it away." Max causally said, "Can you find me something else to wear, Aunt Vivian?"

"Sure. I will bring it to your room in a while." She said, standing up.

"Okay." Max gave her his most charming smile before turning around and walking away.

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