I Spread my Genes to Level Up in the Apocalypse

"Ray, can I get your autograph, please?" Greg's eyes shone with excitement as he nearly jumped around like a monkey.

Ray silently stared at him, reverence evident in his eyes which didn't seem like a lie.

This camp hadn't committed atrocities like cannibalism and other things, so in his heart, he would definitely protect this settlement if he could.

"Sir Ray, your power is truly terrifying. In comparison, my Awakening ability is too weak and not cool at all," Greg said, with a bitter smile.

"Which class is it?" Ray asked, raising his brows.

"I don't know about the class. The military only released the ranking of F or E class. Sadly, my skill wasn't there, but it seems I am able to control fire," Greg said confidently.

"Hmm?" Ray looked directly at the mutation energy flowing through his body using his analyzer skill.

[Name- Greg]

[Status- Awakener (A-class)]

[Skill: Fire Prince]

[Mutation energy: 321]

[Mutation energy currently in the body: 321]

"A-class?" Ray muttered, a little surprised. Even Seraphine was only at the A-class with the Ice Lancer skill, and this red-haired Greg was also A-class?

"Does everyone with a special class in element have A-class rank or something?" This thought crossed his mind but went to the back of his head. He hadn't come here for this thing.

You have to know that even Ray doesn't have an A-class skill yet; only his potential was A-class if he relied solely on all his skills, if not for his terrifying stats.

"Greg, we are leaving this city," Ray spoke lightly.

Greg immediately stopped jumping around and looked at Ray with a little bit of disappointment in his eyes. "Is it because of the military announcement?"

"Yeah, but we would have relocated anyway," Ray nodded nonchalantly.

"How could those military bastards do those things? I must post this on the internet and destroy their reputation. Instead of protecting us, they are trying to massacre civilians to force you to be a hero!" Greg started typing on his mobile with a maddened expression.

Ray looked at this silently, "Me, a hero?"

He would never consider himself a hero, the number of people he has killed from his own hands was not low. Ray could never be a hero, nor did he intend to be.

"In this apocalypse world, there can never be a hero," Ray muttered in his heart. "One can either see themselves as a hero and die young, or live long enough to become a villain."

"Boss, I've posted this all over the media. There should already be criticism brewing against the military," Greg said excitedly.

"I see." Ray nodded calmly. "Do you want to follow us out, or would you prefer to stay here?"

"Can I really come with you?" Greg's face flushed with excitement.

Ray gave a silent nod.

If it had been a girl, Ray might have enjoyed the scene, but since it was a boy, it didn't particularly interest him. Still, having a subordinate wasn't a bad thing.

He couldn't expect the women, or himself, to handle all the minor tasks.

They were all pregnant, their bellies already swollen, and it wouldn't be long before they gave birth.

It was clear they weren't fit for strenuous activities, and having someone like Greg around could be a significant help to do minor work. So Ray had decided to recruit him after careful consideration.

Soon, they went out.

"Boss, I will go tell my subordinate," Greg said as he went away.

Ray met up with all the girls, but with all his women, there were some new faces as well.

"Who are these people?" Ray gave Freya a questioning look.

Freya was Ray's first, and her belly was already three months pregnant. As Ray looked at her with a questioning expression, she had a mischievous smile on her face.

She went up to Ray, directly embraced him, and started to softly whisper in his ear.

"I know you're a big pervert, and almost all the girls are already pregnant. We naturally can't handle your monster, so I searched for more sisters in the settlement and selected the beautiful ones," Freya smirked while giving Ray a knowing look.

"What reward are you going to give me?"

Ray looked at the new girls and was quite satisfied. They were all good-looking, and while he didn't have strict standards for beauty, he still preferred presentable and healthy women. Otherwise, he wouldn't consider it.

His eyes darted around the women as he used his Analyser skill, and nothing could be hidden from his gaze.

This skill could easily be used to see a woman's naked body, but that wasn't his intention.

Instead, he was checking to see if any of them were Awakened, and as he expected, there were almost none.

"As expected," Ray sighed.

"Hey, have they all been informed?"

"Yeah, I've informed them about what would happen, and they readily agreed," Freya replied.

"Hmm." Ray nodded as he casually started to check the awakening rates of the new girls. Most of them had never killed a single undead, so they still had a chance to awaken, but none had an awakening rate of more than 20%.

As Ray's eyes scanned the group, a sense of disappointment crept in. If one of these girls could awaken, there was a chance for her to have an Awakenable Baby increase.

Just then, his gaze landed on a timid, purple-haired girl who was trying to avoid his eyes. She was wearing a black skirt and a black and white hoodie, and her shy demeanour made her stand out.

"Hmm?" Ray raised his brows, noticing her again. He had seen her before but hadn't paid much attention since she wasn't Awakened.

Then, almost immediately, his eyes widened in shock as he focused on one particular piece of data that made his heart skip a beat.

[Awakenable chance: 100%]

"This…?" Ray was visibly shaken. He had never seen a hundred percent success rate before, ever.

"There must be something special about this girl."