Clarissa's bathroom was spacious, and Sylas immediately liked it.
Not caring that Clarissa was right there, he began undressing.
He started with a shower for himself, then had Clarissa assist him with washing.
Clarissa had come to terms with her situation and didn't resist, gently washing Sylas.
Sylas was quite satisfied with Clarissa's attitude.
Clarissa was surprised at how well-built Sylas was.
She had initially thought he was thin, but now she saw that he was covered in muscles.
While washing him, she found herself hesitant to look directly at his body.
After a while, they finished the bath.
Sylas, thinking there was plenty of time, didn't mind waiting for more.
However, he still wanted to enjoy some immediate benefits.
Although he hadn't yet had Clarissa's body, he was already quite pleased with the current situation.
After all, it was Clarissa's hospitality.
"By the way, see if there's anything you like to eat," Sylas said, waving his hand.
Bags of snacks suddenly appeared on the coffee table.
Clarissa, who previously avoided such snacks to maintain her figure, now looked at them with shining eyes.
"I want them, I want them all," Clarissa said eagerly.
"If you like them, they're all yours."
"By the way, can you cook?" Sylas asked.
Clarissa hesitated and said, "I can, but I'm not very good at it."
"Well, you can cook for now. We'll find a professional chef later," Sylas said, a bit resigned.
After all, a big star like Clarissa wasn't likely to be skilled in cooking.
But Sylas was too lazy to cook himself, so the task fell to Clarissa.
Sylas went to the kitchen and took out some of the food he had previously collected.
As for vegetables, there were none left.
There was only some frozen meat still available.
Given the current situation, it was impossible to preserve vegetables.
In contrast, these meat products could be preserved because they were stored in the freezer.
While Clarissa busied herself in the kitchen, Sylas sat in the living room, eating chips and browsing the news on his phone.
The internet was still up, but the news was grim.
This crisis wasn't confined to one country; it was a global catastrophe, truly the end of humanity.
Previously, reading these news stories had driven Sylas to contemplate suicide.
But now, with the means to survive, he felt differently.
"That's right, I can use the internet to search for potential main task targets."
The main task required Sylas to acquire more top-tier slaves.
But finding top-tier slaves was no easy feat.
Sylas had been lucky to find Clarissa.
He had no idea where to find more top-tier slaves.
So, he thought of using the internet to find them.
Sylas posted several messages on local forums, offering food and safety in exchange for top-tier beauties.
Those who met the criteria and wanted to be rescued could contact him.
He posted these messages across various channels.
Social media, local forums, TikTok—every platform he could access.
Whether anyone would believe him, Sylas didn't know.
But it was worth a try, and he had nothing to lose.
However, Sylas knew that this method was unlikely to succeed.
People weren't fools.
Beautiful women were often very smart and wouldn't easily reveal their locations.
Another piece of news on the internet caught Sylas's attention.
Some people had indeed acquired extraordinary powers.
Some had awakened superhuman physical strength, becoming incredibly powerful.
Others had gained the ability to control fire, able to breathe flames.
There were also people who could use lightning, among other powers.
Although these individuals weren't very powerful yet, their existence confirmed Sylas's earlier belief.
In the apocalypse, humans could indeed awaken extraordinary powers.
Sylas's expression grew serious.
He wasn't the only one with extraordinary powers, so he would need to be even more cautious in the future.
However, such awakened individuals were very rare. At least, the ones appearing on the internet were few.
Another point was that scientists had noted changes in plants and animals.
These changes weren't very noticeable in the city, but they were significant in the countryside.
There were reports of mutated animals being spotted in the wild.
There were also mutated zombies.
The city wasn't safe, and neither was the wilderness.
This truly was the end of humanity.
Sylas sighed and quietly closed his phone.