Chapter 51: Do you feel cold?

"Before... the day before yesterday, Sister Xinyu said you were under a lot of pressure and worried that you couldn't handle it mentally... so as long as, as long as it can make you happy and relaxed, she doesn't mind."

Zhong Xiaoshan said in a voice as thin as a mosquito's.

This was Zheng Xinyu's realization, and also a helpless compromise. Having struggled on the internet, she had heard and seen too much and knew very well what should be done at a time like this.

Zhang Su nodded inwardly. His hearing hadn't been enhanced the day before yesterday, so it was normal that he hadn't heard it. He was surprised that the two women had studied such advanced things, and at the same time, he gained a deeper understanding of Zheng Xinyu.

As a normal man, one should do some normal things.

Wandering on the edge of life and death, having finally found an opportunity to relax, one must seize it!

"Xiaoshan, what I need is definitely not just a maid to warm the bed, and you shouldn't become that kind of role either. This kind of thing can make us more harmonious, but it doesn't mean you can slack off in the future, understand?"

Zhang Su stated his thoughts again. He would absolutely not bring a burden just for the sake of his subordinates' happiness. He needed an intimate and tacit partner!

"Understood, Brother Su. I'll repeat what I just said: I will listen to you in everything, I will never slack off, I will never hold you back. I want to be your woman, the most useful woman!"

Zhong Xiaoshan's firm voice was as solemn as an oath upon joining the army...

"Trying to steal someone's position so soon?" Zhang Su teased.

"Hate you... I wouldn't!" Zhong Xiaoshan acted coquettishly.

"Eh, do you feel like the temperature is even lower tonight?"

Zhang Su reached out and hugged Zhong Xiaoshan's smooth shoulder, changing his tone as he asked.

Zhong Xiaoshan knew she had finally gained his approval. Taking the initiative to throw herself into his arms and waiting for him to nod—this was also a first in her life.

Hearing Zhang Su's question, she shook her head. "I don't feel it. Maybe it's because I just exercised, so I'm not cold yet."

Zhang Su said thoughtfully, "Feel it again, it's freezing! How can you not feel it? Xinyu is sleeping over there alone, and there's no electric blanket, so she must be even colder!"

After saying this, he clearly felt Zhong Xiaoshan's body tremble.

"It, it is a bit cold. Th-then I'll call Sister Xinyu over."

Zhong Xiaoshan was a sharp person, extremely understanding, and with her decisive personality, she didn't hesitate at all to say what Zhang Su wanted to say.

"Hmm, call her over. It's so cold, and we don't have much medicine. It would be a pain to catch a cold."

Zhang Su said seriously. For the health of his team members who shared life and death, what was the grievance of squeezing the bed?

Zhong Xiaoshan's face turned red. She sat up, twisted Zhang Su's arm, and complained, "You men really don't know how to be satisfied. You're rotten to the core!"

After saying this, she got out of bed, put on her slippers, and walked toward the opposite bedroom with a *tap-tap-tap* sound.

(The following plot is not good to look at, so we'll skip it)

The next morning, Zhang Su woke up from his sleep to be greeted by a pair of watery eyes and a warmth behind him, which made his heart tremble slightly.

They got up quickly, and all three acted as if nothing had happened. When Zhong Xiaoshan left the room, she bent down to pick up the messy rubber products on the floor and threw them into the trash can outside.

Zhang Su put on his clothes while making faces at himself reflected in the computer screen. Even a fool could feel the awkwardness filling the three of them, but this was easy to solve.

"Hey, have you two finished dressing? It's time for morning exercise!"

Zhang Su spat out his mouthwash, picked up his hand axe, and walked to the door of Zheng Xinyu's bedroom to knock. With his thick skin, he didn't care about awkwardness at all—this was the best way to break it!

The door opened from the inside, and two pairs of strange-looking eyes looked at Zhang Su together.

"It's cold, I was finding clothes for Xiaoshan..."

Zheng Xinyu was wearing a thin cotton jacket, her nose slightly red.

Zhong Xiaoshan was also wearing a light down jacket and gave a very gentle smile. "It didn't cool down last night, but it's really cold this morning. It's a good thing Sister Xinyu has many clothes."

Zhang Su poked his head into Zheng Xinyu's room and said, "Doesn't that electronic clock of yours show the temperature? What's the temperature in the house now?"

Zheng Xinyu made a face and rolled her eyes. "It shows twenty-eight degrees. The quality is just a pile of crap."

"Hmm? Brother Su, are we going downstairs to search for supplies?"

Zhong Xiaoshan asked when she saw Zhang Su carrying the hand axe.

Zhang Su shook his head and pointed upstairs. "We're going to clear out those zombies upstairs!"

As Zhang Su expected, when the two women heard this decision, the subtle awkward atmosphere instantly vanished. Nervous expressions appeared on their faces, and they moved closer to each other, their relationship clearly becoming tighter.

In the face of life-and-death matters, everything else was a small problem.

"We're going today? Shouldn't we train for a few more days?"

Although Zheng Xinyu asked this, she had already turned to pick up her baseball bat. The cold touch made her fingers loosen involuntarily.

"Whether it's physical, agility, or endurance training, the final goal is to deal with zombies. I don't know if low temperature has any effect on zombies, but it definitely affects us. We can't drag this out any longer. We'll train in actual combat!"

Zhang Su said while moving his arms uncomfortably. Crossing directly from a short sleeve to a knit sweater, plus some protection, made his joints feel unaccustomed.

"Let me tell you about the arrangements for a moment..."

After making the plan, the three of them each took their weapons and went upstairs.

Arriving at the 12th floor, Zhang Su listened carefully and had his answer: there were eight zombies in total. He decided to lure them out and defeat them one by one.

Zhang Su was bold and skilled. He gently pressed the door lock, hid behind the door, held his breath, and gently pulled open the safety door, waiting quietly for the zombies to wander out.

He wasn't disappointed. Soon, a zombie stepped over the threshold with a staggering gait and broke into the safety passage.

Zhang Su didn't say a word; he raised his foot and kicked the zombie in the waist just as it was about to turn around, then smoothly closed the safety door. The action was crisp and neat.

Woo-awoo...

Thump, thump-thump.

After a few rolls, the zombie fell to the stair landing between the 11th and 12th floors.

The poor zombie that had been ambushed didn't even understand the situation; it had just smelled the scent of fresh life when it was kicked.

The series of movements caused a commotion among the other zombies, and immediately, zombies began to slap the safety door.

Zhang Su had anticipated this reaction. He had prepared Zheng Xinyu and the other woman mentally in advance, so they didn't have any over-the-top reactions when they heard the violent slapping on the door and continued to handle their business.

Clang, splat!

Just as the fallen zombie was about to climb up, the metal baseball bat and the large wrench greeted its head.

Awoo, awoo...

Facing the heavy blows, the zombie's counterattack was pale. It waved its arms in a very primitive way, like a drowning person trying to grab a floating object.

(End of Chapter) ===== CHAPTER 52 =====