Chapter 100


    Ste, however, didn''t rush toment, because she knew that she could count on him.


    Jasper calmly remarked, “Open Sesame.”


    Ste, bundled up in her scarf, barely held back augh.


    After a couple of whiskeyden drinks, the gatekeeper, not wanting anyints, waved them


    into the entrance of the Unity Vige.


    Unity Vige was huge. The question wasn''t whether they could get in, but where exactly was the


    big cheese?


    Ste thought for a moment, then quickly set her sights on a specific target.


    The tallest building was always the most luxurious one.


    Looking up, they quickly identified their target. Indeed, there were many peopleing and going—


    elegantly dressed women and men of refined taste, indicating high social status.


    The two of them were dressed too casually, and with a doorman guarding the building, sneaking in


    wouldn''t be easy.


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    Jasper observed from the shadows and noticed that the invitations were written in poems. It


    seemed that there were a lot of guests, and the poems were repeated, probably sorted by group.


    Ste chuckled. It appeared that the big cheese was a fan of poetry.


    Once they got an invitation, the next step was to blend in.


    In a quiet corner, Ste tossed off her coat and put on a fur one. Jasper didn''t have appropriate


    attire, so she whipped out a coat she had stashed away.


    Luckily it fit him well, making him look tall and straight.


    Ste hooked her arm through Jasper''s, pretending to be a harmless, delicatedy.


    Jasper noticed her stiffness, "Rx, I won''t take advantage of you."


    Embarrassed that her tension had been noticed, Ste rxed a bit. At least their regr training


    together had made her somewhatfortable with him.


    To maintain their cover, Ste took a deep breath, smiled at Jasper, and leaned against him as they


    walked towards the entrance.


    When they approached the door, Jasper announced, “Group six. The best tune hasn''t been yed


    yet.”


    Bingo, they were in.


    As the door opened, a wave of heat sted them.


    Ste was surprised to find that the building was heated. The sudden change in temperature almost


    choked her.


    Upon entering, they were greeted by a hostess. The women were curvaceous, the men with rippling


    abs, all dressed in skimpy swimsuits.


    Ste, wrapped in her fur coat, was taken aback. So, this was a swimsuit party. No wonder it was so


    quiet outside; anyone who managed to get past the entrance didn''t have any weapons to cause


    trouble.


    Being handed a locker key by the hostess, they were led to the changing rooms. "Over here, you


    can choose your own styles. Once you''re changed, take the elevator to the 28th floor. Please


    remember to store your weapons in the locker. Carrying weapons is strictly prohibited and could be


    life-threatening."


    The dressing room was unisex, and its rack was lined with scant bikinis that Ste couldn''t stand to


    look at. She ran her fingers over the swimsuits, surmising from their less-than-new appearance that


    they''d been worn at the frequent bikini parties that the the boss, probably enjoyed throwing.


    The thought of putting on used bikinis made her skin crawl. She remembered a trendy online


    clothing store back in the office building that sold bikinis which she had looted and stored in Arcadia.


    Scanning her Arcadia, Ste found several swimsuits. She chose a conservative one-piece that


    closely resembled the ones on the rack in the room.


    She also picked out a pair of male swim shorts for Jasper. Upon entering the spacious changing


    room, Ste checked carefully for hidden cameras before handing Jasper the trunks. "You wear


    these," she told him pointing towards a private area of the room, "I''ll change over there.”


    The heat was sweltering, and Ste was sweating in no time. She dashed into Arcadia where she


    swiftly undressed and slipped into the swimsuits. Self-conscious about her skin, she applied


    foundation, drawing freckles and pimples to give herself a less appealing look. It took her a while,


    but when she finally emerged, she was met with Jasper''s imposing, muscr figure. It almost


    blinded her. He was slim, his muscles were proportionate, and most significantly, he possessed


    notable abs.


    Ste nced at his waist and thought to herself, that was impressive.


    Jasper was taken aback by Ste''s transformation. Sensing his difort, she quickly handed him


    the makeup and said, "You should apply some too."


    However, military disguise tactics were hardly simr to a woman''s makeup routine, and Jasper


    didn''t have the skillset. Given they were putting up a deceptive front, Ste reluctantly volunteered


    to apply the makeup for Jasper, who was significantly taller than she was. "Sit down," she


    instructed.


    Jasper obliged and looked away while Ste applied the makeup. She added faux freckles and


    stubble to his face and topped it all off with a wig to hide his clean-shaven head. Once she was


    satisfied with his disguise, she stopped.


    They stored their gear and clothing in the Arcadia, ready to be summoned at any given signal.


    Upon leaving the dressing room, a courteous staff member immediately escorted them to the


    elevator, which would take them directly to the 28th floor. When he turned to leave, he took a


    surreptitious look at Ste''s figure, mentally appreciating the curves butmenting over her


    unattractive face. This did not go unnoticed by Jasper, who bristled at the staff''s insolence.


    The elevator and its promise of relief from climbing stairs was a luxury Ste hadn''t enjoyed in a


    long time. They disembarked on the 28th floor, stepping into a bustling lounge upied by


    hundreds of people chattering loudly. It was an overwhelming sight filled with people scantily d in


    bikinis.


    Thebination of champagne, wine, cigars, BBQ aroma, neon lights, luxurious decor, and cat-girl


    costumes quickly transported Ste back to the world before the apocalypse. The gap between the


    rich and the poor was stark here. While average survivors were starving to the point of eating dirt,


    the opulent lived extravagantly, reveling in even more luxury than the world before the apocalypse.


    The crowd was huddled together at the center of the lounge, a cacophony of cheers making her


    head buzz. The center of attraction was a round diator arena, which was about ten meters in


    diameter, ying host to a brutal spectacle. Two men dressed in swimsuits and armed were battling


    in there. This was an entertainment act where the spectators willingly ce bets. The one rule -


    only one man would survive. The prize? Twenty kilograms of rice or flour. Neither man seemed


    willing to give up their pursuit of food, forging ahead despite their numerous injuries.


    Ste gazed at the exhrated faces around her, failing to recognize them as human. They


    resembled terrifying ghouls more than people. Whether the apocalypse turned them into devils or


    their inner demons finally surfaced unchecked by civilization andw was a question she couldn''t


    answer.