Xiao Jun had just escaped back to his room. As soon as Wan Qianya felt a little better, Xiao Jun casually split all the doors open with a few slashes of his knife.
One person was still hiding behind a door with an iron object, trying to ambush Xiao Jun, but he clearly overestimated his own abilities.
Xiao Jun took all the food back without paying any attention to the women and children left in the rooms, leaving them to fend for themselves.
As for the one who had jumped off the building himself, Xiao Jun didn't know which room he was from. He would just assume that guy was single and that saved another 3 days of food.
"Did you get a good look? Are we missing anything?"
After killing that group, Xiao Jun asked Wan Qianya behind him.
"No more. The only ones left are those 4 who were prying open doors."
From the initial conversation, Xiao Jun already knew the general cause of this incident. So he deliberately didn't go looking for those 4 people, saving them for last.
With such a big commotion outside, Brother Qiang and the others must have already known. But they didn't choose to go out. As the instigators of this incident, they certainly wouldn't be forgiven.
At this moment, they were also hiding on both sides of the door, holding all kinds of makeshift weapons, just waiting for Xiao Jun to break down their door.
"Fatty, why are you holding a TV remote control? Go and find something harder."
If they didn't have the extra manpower, Brother Qiang wished he could have killed this fatty himself.
"How about this?"
"Good."
Xiao Jun's voice could already be heard outside the door. Brother Qiang's hands tightened around the wooden stick, now slippery with sweat. The fatty who had just changed to holding a clothes hanger was even more of a mess, his legs trembling uncontrollably.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, the door was smashed open.
Without a second thought, Brother Qiang swung the stick towards Xiao Jun's head.
But Xiao Jun had been prepared. He lashed out violently with his foot, sending Brother Qiang flying 2 meters back.
The other three froze in place, their makeshift weapons hanging limply from their hands. What kind of monster did we try to rob, they wondered.
A bright light flashed, blinding them for a moment. Xiao Jun gave each of them a kick, forcing the four of them to kneel in a row.
The fatty let out a shriek like a pig being slaughtered.
"It hurts!"
Xiao Jun had no interest at all in talking with these four people. He beckoned for Wan Qianya to come over.
"You do it."
"Me?"
Wan Qianya's hand holding the dagger was also shaking.
Although she hated these men to the bone, to personally take a life was an entirely different matter.
If pushing her roommate out could be explained by the instinct to survive, then killing these four men meant she had completely gone to the dark side.
In her previous life, Wan Qianya had barely survived for several agonizing days under the siege of her zombified roommates, suffering tremendous physical and psychological torment before finally snapping and killing them in a frenzy.
But in this life, although she had still killed her turned roommate under Xiao Jun's coercion, without going through those mental struggles, she had not completely lost herself.
After last night's intimacy, there were even some signs of her returning to being an ordinary girl.
But the things that happened today, while brief, had still greatly shaken her worldview. And being under intense focus the whole time, at one point even nearly having a breakdown, had slowly chilled her heart.
Now there was just one last step left - to personally take a life.
"That's right, you do it."
"Think about it carefully. Without me, even if you made it through today, what about tomorrow? And the day after? Your final outcome would either be starving to death and feeding the zombies, or becoming their plaything. So think carefully for yourself."
Xiao Jun was in no hurry. He could afford to wait the whole night.
But it seemed the four men at his feet didn't have the leisure to fool around. All of them struggled, trying to get up.
Another round of kicks, fair and square.
Now, the four men were completely immobilized on the ground.
"Killing people indiscriminately will surely bring retribution."
As if resigned to their fate, the men hardened themselves and began cursing Xiao Jun instead.
"You guys don't even know how to swear properly. It's barely even ticklish," Xiao Jun scoffed.
An awkward silence descended on them. What kind of being was this? They couldn't beat him or provoke him. His methods were vicious and ruthless. Was this really one of the young men of the new century?
"Damn useless trash, can't even fight or cuss properly. You're just wasting air by staying alive. Better to just feed you to the zombies."
Having wasted enough time on these worthless men, Xiao Jun was about to take matters into his own hands.
"I'll do it."
With her first-phase mutation enhancing her speed, Wan Qianya was before the four men in a flash after she spoke. Facing their terrified eyes, she raised the dagger in her hand.
...
Back in the room, Xiao Jun kept glancing at Wan Qianya beside him. He held back again and again but finally couldn't resist saying:
"That's not the right way to use a dagger."
"You need to use a bit of skill with daggers. Stabbing hard like that is no better than using a knife."
Xiao Jun sighed inwardly. The top ten masters of his previous life still had a long way to go.
"I know."
Ever since returning, Wan Qianya had been sitting silently in a corner of the sofa.
The shocks she experienced tonight exceeded those of her entire life combined.
First, she witnessed Xiao Jun's bloody slaughter up close. And afterwards, she personally killed four people.
These weren't zombies. No matter how human-like zombies looked, they were still monsters. Killing them wouldn't bring tremendous psychological pressure.
But four living, breathing human lives had vanished under her hand. The direct impact left her very disturbed emotionally.
If she hadn't already vomited her guts out in the corridor, she probably would have kept on throwing up for a while.
Xiao Jun could understand Wan Qianya's state of mind.
When he was forced to take his first life in the previous world, his reaction had been even more pathetic.
"Just sleep it off. You'll feel better when you get up tomorrow."
Xiao Jun believed she would quickly adapt. In this early stage of the apocalypse, time was far too precious for her to slowly adjust.
"Hold me."
"I still have blood on me."
"Kiss me."
"There's bl--mmmph--!"
...
Everyone had their own way of coping. Xiao Jun hadn't expected Wan Qianya's to be so straightforward.
With her first-phase mutated body, the two experienced even greater pleasure.
When the first light of dawn pierced through the window and shone upon the sofa, Xiao Jun opened his eyes.
He couldn't quite recall when exactly they had started last night. All he knew was Wan Qianya had been clinging to him the entire time...
A melodious moan sounded out as Wan Qianya's long lashes fluttered slightly before she slowly opened those beautiful big eyes of hers.
This vixen, Xiao Jun felt stirrings down below once more.
Glancing at the time, it was already 8:40 am. There were only 20 more minutes until the aerial supply drops. He couldn't delay any longer. There would be plenty of time later.

ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"

lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...

y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”

uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.