Chapter 43: Beautiful Apocalypse

Guesthouse eighth floor, room 808.

"Zhang Tie might wake up any moment; the person tailing him yesterday saw him move a few times."

Yu Shihao's face was grim, he stared indifferently at the mess on the bed.

"Hu—damn it, if you keep crying Laozi will throw you out to feed the zombies!"

Director Wang wiped sweat from his forehead and loudly cursed at the woman crying before him.

His age caught up with him, leaving him somewhat exhausted.

"Pa."

He leisurely lit a cigarette, the flame flickering.

After resting a while, he sat panting on the edge of the bed.

"What do you suggest we do? If you hadn't spoken up that day, Zhang Tie and the others might not have been able to come up."

"Now you know fear?"

Yu Shihao gave a cold chuckle.

"How many days had the apocalypse been going on then? These people lack the brains to be ruthless."

"But you—if it weren't for you being caught by Wen Ya seizing the opportunity to threaten..."

Wang Jianguo wore a dissatisfied expression and coldly glared back.

"Damn it, what's this little brat putting on an act in front of me? If it weren't for Yu Shihao's decent suggestions, I wouldn't bother agreeing to cooperate with him."

"So, what do you want to do?"

Yu Shihao gave a light laugh, pulling a transparent bag from his pocket.

"I've deliberately reduced the water and food for your men these past two days."

He lightly flicked the plastic bag, inside which was half a bag of off-white powder.

"Add some 'good stuff' to their water and food, then take out Lin An! As long as he lives a day, I won't rest easy."

"Lin An must be killed, but he wants to do it himself; those two pieces of Equipment are a must for him!"

"Originally they planned that if Lin An woke up, they'd interrogate him about the Awakened Ones' secrets while he was weak, then kill him."

"But since Zhang Tie shows signs of waking before Lin An, we can't wait any longer."

Wang Jianguo curiously took the bag, then kicked hard at the two women crying on the bed.

"So noisy, didn't you hear we're discussing things?"

"Kill Lin An? Zhang Tie, don't you want to find a way to kill him?"

Yu Shihao furrowed his brows, tightly staring at Wang Jianguo.

"Kill Zhang Tie?"

"If we kill Zhang Tie, what if danger arises later? That big oaf isn't hard to deceive."

Wang Jianguo glanced at him and said jokingly:

"What are you pretending in front of me? You've been fooling around with women these past few days."

"You think after Zhang Tie wakes up and finds out, you'll get anything good? That guy is just an idiot whose head is full of nothing but justice."

Yu Shihao remained silent and did not respond.

He didn't care about what Wang Jianguo said, and deliberately acted antagonistic toward him in front of outsiders.

Even if Zhang Tie woke up, he would only think he was among the few willing to rescue Lin An and bring him up.

To that end, he didn't even touch any of the women in Zhang Tie's team.

Seeing his silence, Wang Jianguo guessed his thoughts and couldn't help but sneer.

"I'm telling you, Zhang Tie must die. Even if he wakes up, don't think you can just wash your hands of it!"

"You don't need to worry about Safety; with my position, I guarantee the people above will come rescue us in a few days."

Yu Shihao stood up and left, really tired of Wang Jianguo constantly spouting that same line.

"Someone coming to rescue? He personally witnessed last night a series of explosions from a natural gas leak at the downtown square!"

"If any normal organization were still functioning, it wouldn't allow such a thing to happen."

Upon reaching the door, he turned his head and said:

"Don't keep bothering me with your status, it's the Apocalypse now!"

"I know what you want to do; if you really want to kill Zhang Tie, that's fine. But Lin An must be handed over to me personally to deal with!"

"Also, Wen Ya is mine. I'll also help you drug whoever you want."

"Bang."

The door slammed shut, and Yu Shihao casually slipped the powder into his pocket.

Wang Jianguo's reason for wanting to kill Zhang Tie is nothing more than fearing Zhang Tie will cause him trouble and make him lose the status everyone currently fawns over.

"Another one," he chuckled.

That fat old geezer has long had his eye on Zhang Tie's sister, Zhang Youwei!

"Whatever, each to their own."

In the darkness, footsteps echoed down the hallway.

Wang Jianguo's antics in the room also stirred a heat in his chest.

"Huh? What is this that's so soft underfoot?"

"Weren't all the corpses thrown out of here?"

He instinctively lifted his foot to check, but out of the corner of his eye he saw a reflection on the doorplate.

"802." That was the room he and Wang Fang had previously opened.

Recalling Wang Fang's resentful gaze before her death, he couldn't help but shiver.

Damn, what bad luck!

He quickened his steps, feeling as if someone was watching him; startled, he hurried downstairs.

「Pa-da。」

In the darkness, a deathly pale face slowly fell from the ceiling, landing in a puddle of flesh on the ground.

…………………………

Late night, second floor.

「Splash-splash。」

Yu Shihao quickly unlocked the chain and, aiming at the crack in the door, shouted carefully:

「Wen Ya, Second Uncle. I stole some food for you—take it quickly. 」

His eyes sincere, he passed three bottles of water and several pieces of bread through the crack.

For three consecutive days, he would bring a small amount of food each day to gain trust.

Second Uncle's face lit up with surprise; he leaned against the wall and hurriedly took it.

「Oh dear, thank you so much. Zhang Tie was just mumbling a moment ago, wanting a drink! 」

「You've really been a big help! These past days have been really hard on you. 」

Youwei followed behind, her nose red.

「Thank you, brother. 」

Her voice was obedient, full of gratitude.

「Youwei, here's the bread you like—take it and eat. 」

Second Uncle gave most of the water and food to Wen Ya, then stroked Youwei's head, his face full of pity.

The little girl hadn't wanted to eat these past few days, saying she was saving it for her brother and Lin An.

「Youwei won't eat, Youwei is full. 」

She swallowed secretly, then Youwei handed the bread back to Second Uncle.

Yu Shihao, standing behind the door, did not leave; his eyes flickered as he gently persuaded Youwei:

「Your brother's place still has lots of good stuff—you can eat this first. 」

After a moment's hesitation, Zhang Youwei finally took the bread from Second Uncle's hand and nodded obediently.

「Wen Ya, drink some more water too. This bottle is unopened—it's new. 」

「And Second Uncle, you don't need to worry about food. My old room had a small fridge, didn't it? I checked today and there's still plenty to eat. 」

With a gentle smile, he had practiced these words several times beforehand specifically for this.

Seeing Youwei start to eat the bread in small bites, Yu Shihao immediately smiled and began persuading the others.

Everyone in the room was overjoyed, followed by another round of thanks.

Only Wen Ya remained silent, as if pondering something.

Taking the bottled water, it was indeed unopened as he had said.

She glanced back at Lin An; lacking water, his lips were chapped and his complexion awful.

In the end, Wen Ya still had to let down her guard.

Seeing everyone finish the food behind the door, Yu Shihao closed the door again, the smile vanishing from his face.

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On the third-floor corridor, several middle-aged men following Wang Jianguo leaned against the wall with cigarettes in their mouths.

The cigarette flames flickered, lighting up the pleased expressions on their faces.

「Hehe, little Yu. That bottle of water and the syringe are my contribution—you have to let me go second. 」

One of them wore a lecherous grin, rubbing his hands and shaking his head.

「Why go one by one? That little slut is still a novice—let's all go at once and let her have a good time. 」

Yu Shihao gave a light chuckle, unfazed, and took the cigarette offered to him.

「I'll go first; the rest of you can do as you please. Once they're passed out, you can do whatever you want. 」

「But that little girl inside must not be touched—you have to send her up to Brother Wang. 」

「Remember to kill them before you play. 」

「Lin An is mine; the rest are yours. 」

He stubbed out the cigarette with one foot, and Yu Shihao's eyes flickered.

He recalled Lin An's equipment and Wen Ya, which made him barely able to restrain the heat rising in his chest.

The man smoking gave a slight start, hesitating for a moment.

「Do we really have to kill them? What if we get caught later when we reach the Safe Zone? 」

Yu Shihao snorted coldly in his heart.

A bunch of useless cowards—too scared to kill and still looking for excuses.

「Not kill? Just wait till Zhang Tie wakes up—he might kill you! 」

「I just heard them say Zhang Tie can talk now! 」

「Don't count on still having fun like now after Zhang Tie wakes up, playing whichever woman you want. And don't even look at your own despicable behavior! 」

「If Zhang Tie weren't still unconscious, we'd be in charge of the food. Look—would those few women even give you the time of day?! 」

Several middle-aged men wore conflicted expressions, but in the end they made up their minds.

Seeing everyone agree, he gave a slight nod, arms crossed, and walked to the window with a grim expression.

Gazing at the distant burnt-out skyscraper and hearing the occasional mysterious boom, his eyes showed no fear or unease.

Twenty-nine minutes left.

Easily obtainable women, longed-for great power, order collapses.

I love this Apocalypse.