Strongest Boyfriend In The Apocalypse: Every Girl Depends On Me!-Chapter 32: Value of Gacha

[Daily Intelligence Alert!]

[Day: 009:

— At: 8:30 AM Mister Fred is leading you to the Commander of the refuge, who would ask you several questions like... Where do you get the guns from? How did you survive in New Land? How many loved ones do you have in Atlanta?Did you kill the Red Monster in?

— The Commander would officially ask you to join the training team.

— At: 10:46 AM Three boys would be brought into the Refuge by the Special Force. Karen and his friends.

— At 12:00 PM Anna and the rest of the girls would be receive an orientation from a female officer, and they’d be exposed to The Feminine Raid Group.

— Two of the Special Force raid group wouldn’t make it back to Refuge Six, and they’d be discovered to be attacked by a herd of evolving zombies.

— Number of Special Force officers would drop from 62 to 51.

— Over 65 thousand zombies would evolve into Level 5 in Central Georgia. Over 8500 to Level 6.

— At 7:36 PM Teresa would catch a fever.

The Daily Intelligence appeared in ranges before Ethan’s eyes when he woke up the next morning.

There was this strange change in the daily intelligence alerts nowadays. Since the last day in campus, the alerts had always come very early, and it had been more informations sometimes.

Ethan didn’t have any problem with the information today, fortunately, but he was really looking forward to meeting the Commander of Refuge Six.

(6:15 AM).

It was still very early in the morning at that time, but Ethan didn’t consider going back to bed. Remembering that he hadn’t really gotten a full check on his stats for a while, he decided to dive in at once.

"My stats, please..."

[Long time no see, host.]

"I don’t have that time, please. Show me my stats already," Ethan frowned and said.

[Sure, host. You have been just too busy to receive my bullies and insults. You are doing a great job.]

Ethan couldn’t hold chuckling to that, but the he refocused when the stats appeared.

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[Host: Ethan Reyes.]

[Age: 20.]

[Titles: The Rejected.]

[Skills: Identifier, Emotional Endurance, Hypnotising Touch, Freeze Unit, Agility Manager.] 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

[Attributes:

-Strength: 26

-Agility: 29.

-Stamina: 24.

-Charm: 27.

-Intelligence: 29.]

[Boyfriend Credits: 11,150 BC.]

[System Features]

[Store (Active).]

[Daily Intelligence (Active).]

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Ethan realised that the three Boyfriend Skills he acquired after completing the first Core Mission was already available for use.

Not just that... The twenty points increase in every attribute was there as well.

"No wonder I feel so strange," he muttered to himself.

Ethan had discovered that he could carry some heavy objects with ease. Even though they weren’t naturally heavy, he felt the clear difference from the before and after.

But at this point, he was curious to know the limit of the attributes. If he had gotten these additions in just a few days, how much more can he get in the coming future?

The Gacha Allowance he had gotten was also available for use, as the Store was already open.

And what was more interesting?

[Gacha Allowance: 1.]

[Note that Gacha Allowances can operate on all sections of the Store, be it available or unavailable Menus. However, host has only one chance to get anything in the Store with the Gacha Allowance.]

[If you end up getting a cup of coffee with it, fine... If you end up getting a Helicopter, congratulations.]

Ethan soon understood the value of the Gacha Allowance, but it was such a shame that he had only one, but he still hoped that he could get something very good from it.

But for now, he decided not to use it now. He would just wait for the right moment.

Ethan spent the rest of his time trying to understand the descriptions of the Boyfriend Skills he had obtained, and also prepared for the upcoming meeting with the Commander, even though Mister Fred hadn’t even arrived yet.

And just than when it was exactly 8:30 AM, there was a knock on the door.

Ethan expected Mister Fred, only to see Jasper standing on the doorway with a smile.

"Morning, Ethan. Mister Fred came to fetch you," Jasper said while glancing towards the door.

"Morning, Jasper. And thank you," Ethan responded.

He was already prepared, so he went straight outside to meet the middle-aged man who was dressed in a white suit this time.

"Good morning, Ethan. How was your night?" He asked with yet those smiles.

"Was good, thank you Mister Fred."

"Welcome, Ethan," he said and then went straight to telling Ethan what he already knew.

"I’ll be taking you to the Commander right now. So I’d love you to go get prepared," he said.

"Prepare? I’m prepared already, sir."

Ethan shrugged at once and responded.

Mister Fred furrowed his brows in amazement and nodded.

"Okay then... Let’s get going."

Ethan followed up as he was led to a building at a different area from the refuge.

It was a well-furnished bungalow, which had a lots of Special Force officers around. There were some people on suit standing around, and when they spotted Ethan, murmurs rose from different corners.

"Whoa... Must be him..."

"Is it really him?"

"You just be kidding me..."

"It can’t be him."

Ethan didn’t understand what they were saying, but whatever it was, he really hoped he wasn’t the one.

He hope they were right, because he didn’t want to get in any case with these people.

Mister Fred gave him a reassuring look, noticing he had heard the side talks why they walked by.

Soon, they entered the building and headed straight to the living room where a wrinkled skin man was already sitting with his hands folded against each other, like he was already waiting for them.

Ethan swallowed repeatedly but maintained his composure. He never expected a man this old, but at the same time, he never expected an old man to have such touch aura.

No smile or looks of pleasure... All Ethan saw was striking looks of curiosity and suspicion.

’Why in the hell?!’

"Here he is, Commander," Mister Fred said as they walked in.

"Ohh... Is this him?" The commander said as he furrowed his brows.

Mister Fred nodded.

The commander than nodded and looked at Ethan.

"Ethan Reyes..." He called, and Ethan flinched.

"Did you really save dozens of girls and left the boys to die?"

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