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Chapter 1117: 1117 Physics · Oct 12, 2026

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1101 Chapter 1101: 1101 Candidates 2026-10-12
1102 Chapter 1102: 1102 Literal 2026-10-12
1103 Chapter 1103: 1103 Home 2026-10-12
1104 Chapter 1104: 1104 Urban 2026-10-12
1105 Chapter 1105: 1105 Thrones 2026-10-12
1106 Chapter 1106: 1106 Card 2026-10-12
1107 Chapter 1107: 1107 Vision 2026-10-12
1108 Chapter 1108: 1108 Stats 2026-10-12
1109 Chapter 1110: 1110 Habitat 2026-10-12
1110 Chapter 1112: 1112 Founder 2026-10-12
1111 Chapter 1113 Nutrition 2026-10-12
1112 Chapter 1114: 1114 Agility 2026-10-12
1113 Chapter 1115: 1115 Camera 2026-10-12
1114 Chapter 1116: 1116 Sweater 2026-10-12
1115 Chapter 1117: 1117 Physics 2026-10-12
1116 Chapter 1118: 1118 Drum 2026-10-12
1117 Chapter 1119 Yoga 2026-10-12
1118 Chapter 1120 Meadows 2026-10-12
1119 Chapter 1121 Summit 2026-10-12
1120 Chapter 1122 Stereo 2026-10-12
1121 Chapter 1123 Curtain 2026-10-12
1122 Chapter 1124 Blink 2026-10-12
1123 Chapter 1125 Moonlight 2026-10-12
1124 Chapter 1126 Specimen 2026-10-12
1125 Chapter 1127 Semester 2026-10-12
1126 Chapter 1128 Frequency 2026-10-12
1127 Chapter 1129 Mars 2026-10-12
1128 Chapter 1130 Dagger 2026-10-12
1129 Chapter 1131 Unlimited 2026-10-12
1130 Chapter 1132 Spy 2026-10-12
1131 Chapter 1133 Poster 2026-10-12
1132 Chapter 1134 Policy 2026-10-12
1133 Chapter 1135 Duration 2026-10-12
1134 Chapter 1136 Boxes 2026-10-12
1135 Chapter 1137 Parrot 2026-10-12
1136 Chapter 1138 Captain 2026-10-12
1137 Chapter 1139 Marathon 2026-10-12
1138 Chapter 1140 Chainsaw 2026-10-12
1139 Chapter 1141 Calories 2026-10-12
1140 Chapter 1142 Cabin 2026-10-12
1141 Chapter 1143 Trailer 2026-10-12
1142 Chapter 1144 Agency 2026-10-12
1143 Chapter 1145 Chimney 2026-10-12
1144 Chapter 1146 Industry 2026-10-12
1145 Chapter 1147 Maintenance 2026-10-12
1146 Chapter 1148 Bridge 2026-10-12
1147 Chapter 1149 Garden 2026-10-12
1148 Chapter 1150 Whistle 2026-10-12
1149 Chapter 1151 Bonus 2026-10-12
1150 Chapter 1152 Sophomore 2026-10-12

Chapter 1117: Chapter 1117 Physics

“W-What meat is this?”

“It tastes like premium beef but… not.”

“It’s too tender to be normal!”

“And the flavor—how is it this good?!”

The women turned toward Miku expectantly, but Miku could only chuckle before her eyes shifted toward Ross.

“Ross cooked it?”

“No wonder!”

“I should’ve known!”

Miku nodded proudly. “Well, I cooked the base, but Ross added his own spices and ingredients. And when Ross finishes a dish…” She exhaled deeply, almost reverently. “It becomes something else.”

Ace leaned back, arms crossed as he spoke like a man who had been blessed for years. “After eating Ross’s cooking, everything else feels dull. The flavors… they’re on another level.”

The newcomers took another bite.

“This tastes magical…”

“No—divine!”

“It feels like my entire body is warming up!”

“My fatigue is disappearing!”

One of them lifted her bowl to drink straight from it.

“Who is this man?!”

Their heads turned toward Ross again.

He sat quietly on a wooden bench, still looking a little pale, hands folded over his lap. A tired, humble smile rested on his lips.

To them, he looked like a fragile hero forcing himself to stay strong despite the blood he had spilled minutes earlier.

But inside—

Ross was smiling in triumph.

Just as planned.

His cooking was another weapon, another way to make them admire him, trust him, rely on him.

The women continued eating, savoring every spoonful.

“It’s so flavorful…”

“Each sip tastes different—deeper, richer!”

“I feel like crying. Is food supposed to be this good?”

“I didn’t know soup could taste like heaven…”

Miku laughed softly. “Welcome to Ross’s cooking.”

Ace nodded. “You get used to it. Eventually.”

All five newcomers stared at Ross with stars in their eyes—gratitude, awe, and budding infatuation mixing into a single overwhelming emotion.

Libby pressed her bowl to her chest like it was sacred. “Ross… thank you for saving me… and for this…”

Another girl whispered, “He’s… amazing.”

Another murmured, “He risked his life… to save someone he barely knows.”

And another added quietly, cheeks slightly red, “And he can cook like this…”

Their admiration deepened, solidified.

Ross kept his smile soft, humble… perfectly innocent.

Inside his mind, however—

Step two complete, he thought with satisfaction. Healing act successful. Cooking supremacy confirmed. They’re hooked.

And so he sat there, surrounded by warm gazes and blushes, while the aroma of his heavenly soup filled the room.

***

An hour later, when the last bowls were wiped clean and everyone had settled into the warm, gentle glow of a full meal, the atmosphere finally felt calm enough for the five women to speak.

They had eaten quietly at first, as if afraid the food might disappear if they made too much noise.

Now, huddled together on the long couch, they exchanged looks—silent encouragements—before deciding it was time to tell the truth.

Giana sat at the center of the group, her fingers intertwined tightly with the others’.

Her eyes flickered from Ross to the rest of the room. She swallowed once, hard, and began.

They told Ross and the others everything.

They had been survivors—lucky ones, or so they thought.

Their camp had once been a refuge, a walled compound built from scrap metal, broken cars, and whatever else they could shove into place.

More than a hundred people had lived there—families, loners, elderly survivors, even a few children.

Life had been difficult, but it had been life, and in the apocalypse, that was priceless.

For a while, they managed. They hunted, scavenged, grew what little crops they could.

Their leader, an older man named Donovan, kept order and made sure disputes were settled quickly and fairly.

He wasn’t perfect, but he was humane—a rare quality in a dying world.

Everything fell apart the morning Donovan was found dead.

He had been murdered brutally, his throat slit, his belongings ransacked.

The camp fell into chaos, and in that chaos, a new leader rose—Bruno.

A hulking man with a shaved head, scarred knuckles, and a voice that silenced arguments by sheer force.

He declared Donovan weak and claimed that only strength could keep them alive.

At first, people accepted it. They were scared. They wanted direction. But then the whispers began.

Women waking up with bruises they couldn’t explain.

Girls going to sleep and never leaving their tents alone again.

A handful of women confiding in each other about being cornered, groped, threatened.

But none dared speak publicly.

Bruno had loyal men—thugs who patrolled the camp like guard dogs.

The first woman who tried to report Bruno… disappeared.

The second was found dead near the fences.

The third had her entire family threatened.

And so fear became the new law of the camp.

Giana’s voice shook as she continued.

“We… we thought maybe it wouldn’t reach us. That if we kept our heads down, if we didn’t draw attention, we’d be safe.”

Her hands trembled. One of the other women, Valery, squeezed her arm gently.

“But then,” Valery whispered, “Bruno started choosing. Like we were… things.” Her breath hitched.

“He would stare at us every day. We knew it was only a matter of time.”

They planned their escape for weeks.

They scavenged a map, gathered small food portions, identified weak points in the patrol schedule.

But even then, escaping was nearly impossible.

The camp was surrounded by makeshift walls and guarded by men who enjoyed violence.

They escaped anyway.

In the middle of the night, while a fire broke out on the west side, diverting most of Bruno’s men.

They ran barefoot through brush and dirt, not daring to stop, even as debris tore at their legs and lungs burned for air.

For an hour, they wandered, starving, exhausted, always looking over their shoulders and hiding from zombies.

They heard voices once—Bruno’s men searching for them—but they hid until the footsteps faded.

“And then… we saw the lights here,” Giana said, voice barely above a whisper. “We didn’t know if anyone kind lived here. But we had no choice.”

Her eyes glistened with tears she tried to blink away. “We just… hoped.”

She opened her mouth to continue—but froze.

THUD!

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