Chapter 82: Gene Synchronisation with Yuna, abilities of Space Mastery

"I also seem to be able to tear apart a small part of space to teleport."

"Teleport?" Ray muttered, raising his brows.

"Yeah, but it has many limitations. It's not very convenient to use; it takes time to open, and the location has to be vividly recorded in my memory. If I forget the exact details of the place, I won't be able to reach it."

"Show me."

"Alright." Yuna took a deep breath and closed her eyes. After two minutes, she lightly swiped her hand.

Reality seemed to crumble in an instant, like a rock shattering glass, as a small pocket-sized hole appeared before Ray's eyes.

"This... this... isn't it a little small?"

"Yeah, with my current mutation energy , I can only make it this big," Yuna admitted.

The hole, as if reality itself had been broken, lasted only a few seconds before it closed, and reality seemed to mend itself.

"Oh," Ray nodded, realising that Yuna had only one energy mutation.

It was a wonder she was even able to activate her skill with just a single mutation energy.

"Yuna, I want to share my genes with you."

"Eh?" Yuna immediately became flustered. "Didn't we already do that..."

"Idiot," Ray flicked her forehead. "I mean, one of my abilities allows us to share our genes. I can gain your abilities, and you can also get a portion of my power. It'll increase our chances of escaping or even destroying them."

"Oww... oh," Yuna rubbed her forehead. "How many abilities do you have?" Her eyes were filled with confusion.

"Countless," Ray said mysteriously. "It's actually ten," he muttered to himself.

"Woah," Yuna's mouth opened in astonishment.

She didn't question how he had so many abilities but felt happy, knowing that if he wasn't strong enough, protecting them all would be impossible.

"Let's bond, then."

"How do I do that?"

"Just hug me tightly."

The wind howled softly as the red hue from the moon bathed the small city in an eerie glow.

In the dead silence of the city, broken only by the occasional sounds of the undead, several shadowy figures cautiously made their way out of the city. Their eyes darted around, filled with vigilance, worry, and tension.

"Can we really escape, Ray?" Vanessa asked, her voice tinged with nervousness as she tightened her grip on Ray's sleeve.

"Don't worry, it's fine," Ray reassured her in his calm tone. "I will protect you."

As he said this, he wrapped his free hand around her slim waist, pulling her close and letting her rest on his left shoulder.

"Argh," Vanessa yelped softly but quickly began to relax, leaning into him as a sense of warmth and safety replaced her fear.

"Hmph," Freya pouted, jealousy evident in her eyes as she watched them.

"Hey, Ray, I'm also terrified," she said, her voice dripping with playful exaggeration.

"..." Ray looked at her speechlessly.

With Vanessa on his left shoulder and Yuna on his right, he couldn't help but wonder where Freya thought she would fit in.

This was one of the downsides of having so many women; no matter how capable he was of handling them individually or even in pairs, two hands couldn't manage more than two hundred.

Unless, of course, he could grow more arms in the future.

"Hmm, can I?" Ray pondered sincerely, his post-nut clarity sharpening his thoughts.

Soon, they reached the military's encirclement, hiding in the last building that separated them from the enemy forces.

"You all stay here. I'll go meet them," Ray instructed the women.

"I'll come too, Ray," Evelyn said, stepping forward.

"Sure," Ray nodded.

"I will—"

"You and Vanessa should stay here to protect the others," Ray interrupted, looking at Yuna with a stern expression before walking off with Evelyn.

"Are you prepared?" he asked as they neared the meeting point.

"Don't worry, boss. We've got some guns, and our boys are all set," Greg replied, a small ball of fire manifesting in his hand as he spoke.

"Hmm," Ray muttered, squinting as he surveyed the soldiers stretched out before him, extending as far as the eye could see.