My Ten Wives and Ten Rings in the Apocalypse

"Sir, there has been some unrest in the common area." A young man named Ely reported to Nika.

It has been three days since the Nightmare began but there weren't any major events. However, a couple of hours ago, the weather took a drastic turn, although the snow continued to fall, it was still bearable but now.

It was raining ice everywhere and everything was covered in ice. The ice froze everything it touches in seconds. This turns the camp frenzy as people catch a cold quickly.

In less than three hours, five old people had died from the cold. And more people were catching a cold every minute.

"Who are the people causing the unrest?" Nika asked with a frown.

Ely was quiet for a moment as he hesitated. Seeing this, Nika's frown deepened.

"What's wrong? Can't you talk?" His voice was raised by an octave.

"I-it the purple smoke gang." Ely stuttered.

Purple smoke gang?

Nika creased his brow for a moment as he had heard the name purple smoke gang a couple of times over the past three days.

"Go back to your post?" Nika said as cold turbid air came out of his mouth.

'This people didn't know who they were dealing with.'

He thought as he took another direction from the corridor. Every couple of feet on the corridor was a campfire to warm the surrounding. Yet, the heat only covers a small area.

Leaving the second floor, Nika came to the ninth floor to report what was happening.

In front of the conference room, two guards stood straight with a long black spear in their hands. As they saw Nika, they bowed and opened the door.

"Announce my presence." He told one of the guards.

A guard nodded and left the conference room as he went to call the king.

After a few seconds, Justin appeared inside the conference. When Nika saw him, he stood up quickly and gave him a bow.

All this etiquette and guards were enforced by Nasir. And with his strange ability, no one dares to go against it when he received the approval of the king.

Now, the building was divided into four layers. The commoner layer, the Elite, the Noble, and the Royal layer.

At first, the segregation of layers wasn't effective. But when the people in the common layer or other layers couldn't access some supplies even if they have the contribution points, then the people realized the mission of the layers.

In just three days, many people volunteered to work even though it was cold everywhere. Maids and guards' miscellaneous jobs were fought for.

"Is this related to Nasir's layers plan," Justin said as he took his seat.

The seating arrangement inside the conference room was different from the previous one.

Justin's seat was a couple of feet higher and more magnificent than the other seat. While the other seats were different based on their grandeur. The last seats in the room were ordinary as this shows the caliber of people sitting on each seat.

"Yes. I have received some intel on some layers where factions and organizations are created." Nika paused and looked at Justin's face for any changes but found none.

"But in the common area, a gang named Purple smoke was terrorizing some people. What should we do?" He asked slowly.

Since the last display of Justin's domineering display of power. Everyone was apprehensive of him when talking to him. No one could predict his next cause of action and this gave the people a headache.

"He terrorizing the people?" Justin asked.

"Yes."

"Is it the entire layer or what?"

"No, a section of the layer."

"Do you have his file?"

"No." Nika shook his head as he realized his mistake.

"I'll get it right now." He added as he quickly rushed out of the room.

Seeing his action, a light smile appeared on Justin's face. He understood how the people portrayed him but didn't care.

"Call Me Mack." Justin's voice echoed inside one of the guards standing outside.

This was the latest skill he detected when he was tweaking his dual ability.

___Sound Wave Transmission___

Tier: 1

Grade: 4

Type: Support (Communication)

Usage: Communicate through a specific sound wave thread.

​ Note: This skill is based on the user's sound radius.

_____

Quickly, the guards depart from his post as he rushes toward the ground floor. The other guards saw his colleague departing and knew what just happened.

'How did the king do it? He can communicate without others hearing…' He thought in fear and worship.

On the eighth floor, Nika appeared in front of a room and entered. In front of him were three ladies working on different files seriously.

"Sir Nika, how may we help you." One of the ladies asked with respect.

"I want to meet your leader," Nika asked.

"Wait a moment." The lady departed and entered the room beside her.

After a couple of seconds, the lady came and smiled at Nika.

"She asked you to enter."

Inside the cozy room, a fire burns inside a barrel at the far corner of the room as it produces substantial heat to warm the room.

Susan sat behind a wooden table with a lot of files in front of her. She dropped her pen and looked at Nika with an expressionless gaze.

"How can I help you?" She asked, going straight to the point.

"I need a file on a man named…." Nika paused for a moment trying to remember his name.

"Chevy. He lives in the common layer," he said.

"Common layer." She twisted her lips slightly and rang the small bell on her table lightly.

Shortly, the door was opened and a lady entered, giving both Nika and Susan a bow.

"Get me a file from the common layer with the name Chevy." She commanded.

"Alright, ma." The lady quickly departed.

"Take your seat." Susan as she went back to her work.

Nika sat on the opposite couch and looked at the mesmerizing Susan's face for a moment before he shook his head.

'That stupids Nasir. Why would he suggest something as tedious as changing the camp structure and government .'

'I barely slept in the past three days. And with this continuous pouring of ice rain. When will we get out?'

The conference room.

Mack stood at the end of the conferrer table and looked at Justin with apprehension.

This was the first time he faced Justin since his last display of shenanigans. Did he regret his action? That question left a bitter taste in his mouth every time he thought about it.

"Take a seat," Justin said casually.

"Thank you, your highness."

'Sigh… your highness.' He knew things had developed to a stage where he needed to forget about how the previous world worked and embrace the new world.

"How is the training?" Justin asked.

"Better. But indoor training is slowing the development of the men. Also, there isn't enough space for different training of weapons, so we need to shift the training to shift which is slowing the progress of the men."

"I understand but you have to bear it for the moment…." Justin paused for a moment.

He took a badge and threw it to him. Mack caught the badge skillfully and looked at the logo of the badge.

'Is the rumor through?' He thought as his heart raced.

"As you have guessed, we're giving our camp a name. We can't be living like nomads. So, you should know what that simplifies."

"You and Nika are in charge of the camp defense. With that, you mobilized the fighter and other supplies. But you need the approval of Nika. Also, your class has been upgraded to an elite class." Justin said calmly.

Mack was stupefied by the sudden change in the event as he didn't expect what was happening. He expected some domineering words from him but not this.

"Why?" Mack asked in dazed.

"What do you mean by why? I don't have anything against you as long as you don't step over your boundary and fulfill all your duties."

"Go and Meet Nasir to fully fulfill the oath of office and other requirements. Don't make me regret giving you the last chance"

"You won't regret it." Mack stood as a satisfying smile appeared on his face.

As the son of the country's most decorated general, he couldn't accept being relegated to the commoner level. Many times in the past he wanted to leave the camp but the fear of the unknown scared the hell out of him. Besides, he still has lingering feelings for his childhood love.

"Your Highness. Sir Steven request for your audience." A guard came to him and bowed.

"Allow him inside."

Pipe man entered the conference room and gave Justin a bow. "Your highness."

Mack and Pipe man looked at each other as they gave each other a slight bow.

"Take a seat" Justin pointed to a sweat.

"Your highness, I will take my leave," Mack announced as he left the room.

"Your highness, I have found a viable escape plan," Pipe announced with a smile as he unfold the rows of paper under his armpit.

He spread the paper on the table and pointed to a certain line.

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