Chapter 16: What Dreams?
“Is everything alright on your end today?”
Jiang Zihui asked with concern.
“Yes, everything’s fine, don’t worry. How about you?”
“Don’t worry, I’m in a villa district. Because there are fewer people, supplies are plentiful. The property management has stockpiled quite a bit.”
Ye Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief and shifted slightly. “How’s Nana?”
“That girl is still in the mood for yoga, what do you think?”
Jiang Zihui teased, trying to lighten Ye Qingyi’s mood.
“That’s good.”
Jiang Zihui paused, then sighed. “Yiyi, you need to find a way to come here. I’m worried about you.”
Ye Qingyi smiled wryly. Hua’an City was 400 kilometers away from Yunhai City. In the past, it would have been a short trip, but now, every step was difficult.
“I’ll find a way. Don’t worry, my brother-in-law is still the leader here.”
Ye Qingyi forced a smile.
“My classmate told me that many residential complexes are in chaos, killing people like chickens. Some perverts don’t even spare female corpses.”
“Ah!”
Ye Qingyi was frightened, fear appearing on her beautiful face.
Jiang Zihui immediately realized he had said the wrong thing and quickly changed the subject, talking about where they would go for their honeymoon, fantasizing about a beautiful future.
As her phone battery ran low, Ye Qingyi put it on charge. Looking at the rain outside, she felt the wind picking up.
Fatigue washed over her, and she fell asleep.
But she had a terrifying dream. She dreamt she had become a corpse, countless men watching her, as if looking at a cooked steak, their eyes filled with greed.
They violated her body while feasting on her flesh, until only bones remained.
“Ah!”
Ye Qingyi woke up with a start, sitting up abruptly, her hair wet with cold sweat, her face pale. She turned to look out the window. It was morning. A sense of helplessness welled up inside her. Could she ever leave this complex…?
Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.
Compared to Ye Qingyi, Tang Ze woke up full of energy. He stretched and looked out the window. Another day full of vigor.
He had gained a wave of experience last night and had now reached 10% progress. Only 90% more to get the Apocalypse Gift Pack 2.0.
Looking at the 90% progress bar, Tang Ze rubbed his forehead. Although it was now double progress, it was still too slow.
At the door, three automatic rifles were aimed at the entrance, their triggers connected to the doorknob by strings.
If the door was opened, or forced open, the three rifles would empty their magazines, killing anyone at the entrance.
After setting up the traps, Tang Ze took out a bowl of Lanzhou ramen. The aroma made the two women open their eyes.
Tang Ze naturally prepared nutritious meals for them; they were, after all, the source of his power.
At noon, bored, Sun Ting sat on the balcony, a piece of white paper on her lap, a 2B pencil in her hand, sketching while looking at the scene below.
Tang Ze, coming out of the bedroom, walked over curiously and stood behind her. “Not bad.”
On the white paper was a sketch of the pile of corpses below. It looked rather macabre.
“Ah, you’re up! I’m sorry.”
Sun Ting quickly stood up, but Tang Ze pushed her back down. “It’s fine, keep drawing.”
Sun Ting smiled sheepishly.
“Did you study art?”
Tang Ze asked curiously.
“I was an art student. I wanted to be a painter when I was young, holding exhibitions all over the country. Sigh, dreams are beautiful, reality is cruel. My creations from a whole month couldn’t earn as much as a single dance in my live stream.”
Sun Ting smiled wryly. The price she paid then wasn’t much different from now, just sleeping with people.
An Bai came over with a plate of cut fruit and said helplessly, “Sister’s artwork is actually very good, she just hasn’t met the right people.”
Tang Ze took a peeled orange and popped it into his mouth. “You know, I also had a dream.”
Sun Ting and An Bai looked at him curiously.
“When I was young, I often looked at the blue sky. I wanted to be a great pilot, defending our country’s airspace. But in the end, I struggled even with studying, all my grades were zero.”
The two women giggled.
Looking at An Bai, Tang Ze playfully slapped her peachy bottom. “How dare you laugh at me.”
“I couldn’t help it.”
An Bai said with a pout, a handprint appearing on her fair bottom.
“What about you, Bai? Why did you become a flight attendant?”
Tang Ze asked.
An Bai looked at the sky outside and murmured, “I love traveling, and being a flight attendant allows me to travel for free.”
“A freeloader, huh?”
Tang Ze wrapped his arm around An Bai’s waist and pulled her onto the sofa.
An Bai pouted and said, “No, I’m a working woman too! You’re accusing me wrongly.”
Sun Ting put her sketchbook aside, walked over with catlike steps, and teased, “Bai, you weren’t just freeloading, you wanted to marry into a rich family.”
“He was my elementary school classmate.”
An Bai had already come to terms with it. She felt nothing about her dead ex-boyfriend.
Sun Ting rolled up a magazine and held it to An Bai’s mouth. “Please, tell us your story.”
“Oh, there’s no story. I just bumped into him in first class once, and we started chatting. He lied to me at first, saying he was single. When I proposed, he said he was married and asked me to wait, that he would get divorced soon. And that’s it.”
Tang Ze said indignantly, “Scumbag.”
“Such a scumbag.”
Sun Ting echoed.
An Bai also giggled and said, “Exactly, such a scumbag.”
Tang Ze suddenly asked, “So, who’s the bigger scumbag, him or me?”
The two women paused and looked at each other.
“Tell the truth, or you’ll starve for three days.”
Tang Ze put on a stern expression, not looking like he was joking.
Seeing their hesitant expressions, Tang Ze understood. “You think I’m the scumbag? Then I’ll show you what a scumbag really is.”
Seven days passed in a blink of an eye. Ding Feng, looking at his dwindling supplies and the intensifying wind and rain outside, decided to attack Building Three that night.
“Brother Feng, the brothers are ready.”
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