Chapter 8

"Stay smelly... alright."

Zheng Xinyu pouted, feeling that it was a bit excessive to ask for washing when the water source was tight, but she really wanted to wash. For example, right now, she hadn't brushed her teeth since waking up, only drank a mouthful of water, and the sticky feeling was very bad.

"Right!" Just as Zheng Xinyu was struggling, she suddenly thought she had mouthwash!

She ran back to her room with light steps, rummaged through the express deliveries mailed by fans, found two big bottles of mouthwash, and presented them to Zhang Su like a treasure.

"That, one time when I was playing a game while streaming, I was ambushed, so I went all out on the person who ambushed me. As a result, the person who ambushed me was also watching the stream and said my mouth was too, too smelly, so they mailed me two bottles of mouthwash."

Talking about her own embarrassing story, the tense and terrified atmosphere diluted quite a bit, and she couldn't help but reveal a shy smile.

Zhang Su teased Zheng Xinyu: "Aren't you the cute, moe girl persona?"

As he spoke, he took the mouthwash and looked at it—peach flavor, 1500ml per bottle. It really was a big bottle, enough to last a long time!

"Please, you also know that's a persona, not the real me. Seriously, what the hell."

Zheng Xinyu rolled her eyes, and one could see bloodshot eyes on her eyeballs.

"Speaking of which, what other good things did your fans mail you? Is there anything that can be used now?"

Zhang Su looked curiously at the express boxes piled in the corner of Zheng Xinyu's bedroom. Counting roughly, there were at least ten big and small ones!

Zheng Xinyu made a weird expression, shook her head, and said: "They're all weird things. If you're interested, you can organize them. I think they might not be of any use."

She faintly remembered there were books like "Postpartum Care for Sows," "Military Boxing," and spoons as long as an arm, masks for masquerade balls, demon-subduing crosses, and so on.

It wasn't that there were no serious things, it was just that those serious things had already been eaten or used by Zheng Xinyu.

Zhang Su nodded seriously, feeling that he should flip through them when he had time. Today is different from the past; many things that looked useless on normal days had unexpected effects at critical moments.

With mouthwash, the two at least solved the problem of bad breath. As for their faces being slightly oily, they would just have to endure it.

Zhang Su walked back to the bedroom, picked up his phone, and took a look, finding there was still no signal. He returned to the living room, sat on the sofa, looked at Zheng Xinyu who was in a daze, and said: "Hey, what are you thinking about?"

Zheng Xinyu pointed toward the window and said: "Someone was calling for help just now, it seems to be in the next unit, very close to us..."

"The louder they shout, the faster they die... It won't be long before they are surrounded by zombies!"

Zhang Su rolled his eyes, secretly thinking that some people really couldn't figure out the situation.

Zheng Xinyu pouted: "I really hope all this isn't true. I'm slurping noodles right now, and then you come out of the bedroom and scold me, and I hurriedly clean up. How good those days were."

"Yeah, how good."

Zhang Su looked up at the ceiling and said: "I still feel like I'm in a dream, it's so unreal!"

"*Pfft... *"

Zheng Xinyu let out a light laugh for no reason.

Zhang Su looked at the somewhat neurotic Zheng Xinyu and asked in confusion: "Heartless, still able to laugh? What did you think of again?"

"I'm thinking... Brother Su, you say such a good house, if the landlord died in this catastrophe, would it belong to us? Still daring to raise the rent, *humph humph*!"

Speaking to the end, her delicate nose wrinkled, and she cursed the landlord in her heart.

"*Cough! *"

Zhang Su was truly choked, looking at Zheng Xinyu with an unkind face: "If you curse me again, believe it or not, I'll beat your butt until it blooms!"

"Huh?"

Zheng Xinyu, who was in the midst of evil fantasies, was stunned by Zhang Su's words, staring at him with wide eyes, her brain spinning fast. After about seven or eight seconds, she came to her senses and pointed at Zhang Su in disbelief.

"You, you, you... don't tell me, you are the landlord!"

Zhang Su spread his hands in extreme frustration, bent down to grope at the bottom of the coffee table, opened a secret drawer, and then took out two red booklets from inside.

"Eight years ago, this complex was completed, and I bought it in full with cash. It was very cheap at the time, only three thousand-plus per square meter. Including renovation, it only cost forty thousand!"

As he spoke, he handed the certificates to Zheng Xinyu.

Zheng Xinyu's lips parted slightly, and she blankly took the property deed and opened it. It was indeed Zhang Su's name on it, absolutely genuine.

"You... this! It turns out the one who said I couldn't eat durian in the room was you, and the one who said I couldn't keep pets was also you! You charged me 1.5 per unit for electricity, you die!"

In an instant, Zheng Xinyu thought of all the demands the landlord had made on her in the past. The anger of being played surged into her heart, and she raised her pink fist and smashed it toward Zhang Su.

Zhang Su raised his hand to easily grasp Zheng Xinyu's fist, took advantage of the momentum to pull her into his arms, and seeing her face turn red, expecting her to be angry, he hurriedly gestured toward the door and said: "Don't yell!"

The various plant relatives that surged to her mouth were forcibly swallowed back. Zheng Xinyu's already flushed cheeks turned even redder, both shy, angry, and anxious.

Feeling Zhang Su's steel-like arms, her heart pounded *bang-bang-bang*. She actually gave up struggling ungratefully because this arm embrace was too safe.

When she gave up struggling, the arm loosened, and then she felt her butt being hit.

*Pa-pa! *

Zhang Su patted Zheng Xinyu's butt and said unhappily: "So heavy, and you still sit on others. My ribs were almost broken by you. There's no place to get treated at a time like this!"

"I..." Zheng Xinyu looked down at the calm Zhang Su from above, her anger rising. She pulled her oversized T-shirt back, immediately outlining her figure, and then pointed to her well-proportioned body.

"1.65 meters, 52 kilograms, open your dog eyes and see clearly!"

Zhang Su naturally knew Zheng Xinyu had a good figure. When he intended to continue teasing, he looked up and his brows twitched: "The temperature is dropping, don't just wear one T-shirt, add some clothes."

Zheng Xinyu heard Zhang Su's drawn-out "one" and immediately understood. Her angry expression froze, and she turned and ran toward her room, taking care to be light-footed, her movements somewhat comical.

Zhang Su sat alone in the living room. After it became completely quiet, he could hear the sound of the zombie Brother Li's footsteps rubbing as he paced outside the front door.

*Scrape, scrape... *

"This is a time bomb!"

Zhang Su pondered in his heart. Keeping the zombie Brother Li at the door was not a good thing. If something fell on the ground, it would be another round of wild pounding.

One zombie pounding on the door was nothing, but if other zombies were attracted by the sound, it would be terrible. The door was only so strong!

"How to solve it?"

Zhang Su thought in his heart.

However, at this moment, a row of splash-ink-like characters appeared in his mind.

【How to solve the zombie outside the door: A. Capture alive, B. Kill, C. Lure away】

(PS: The system is online, but as mentioned in the introduction, it won't be too heaven-defying or perverted. There won't be a situation where the protagonist kills a million zombies alone...)

(End of chapter)