“Brother Jun, let them both sleep in the guest room.”
Wan Qianya was a little embarrassed now, her requests today were a bit much.
After all they were close roommates, in this apocalypse, they seemed even closer, and the three of them had endless things to talk about.
In addition to the master bedroom, the presidential suite also had a guest room, although Xiao Jun didn’t usually use it.
Those rooms outside didn’t even have doors, and people had died in them.
“Okay, you decide.”
He had already brought them back, so Xiao Jun wouldn’t fuss over such a small thing.
Perhaps because they were both dancers, Jiang Yue and Li Jingyin were both standard beauties, especially Jiang Yue, a typical oriental classical beauty, simply a straight male killer.
Seeing Xiao Jun agree, not only Wan Qianya, but the other two were also overjoyed. No one liked the feeling of sleeping somewhere a stranger could just walk in.
Wan Qianya had already brought out drinks and snacks to properly entertain her roommates who had been starving for days.
They saw the supplies piled up in the living room as soon as they came in, and were envious of Wan Qianya.
Roommates in the same dorm, when the apocalypse arrived, lived like heaven and earth.
Thinking of themselves, having to eat a loaf of bread for three days, then looking at Wan Qianya, even before the apocalypse they wouldn’t have had such abundant snacks.
“Don’t rush, eat slowly. After you finish eating, I’ll take you to take a bath and change into new clothes.”
Xiao Jun could see that Wan Qianya was showing off more than anything else. The competitive mentality between women would never disappear, no matter how good the relationship was.
Today he was really tired, so he couldn’t be bothered to deal with these three women, lying on the sofa and falling asleep.
He didn’t know how much time had passed when a familiar hot body suddenly pounced on him.
Looking into each other’s eyes in the candlelight, Wan Qianya’s little face was flushed red, her eyes flowing like silk.
...
“This little minx is too much.”
The two people in the room hadn’t fallen asleep either. After finally taking a hot shower for the first time in many days, and changing into clean clothes, the two still felt like they were dreaming.
Then they heard some indecent sounds from the living room. Both their pretty faces turned red. They were adults, even if they hadn’t eaten pork they had seen pigs run.
That night, two people were completely sleepless...
While the two perpetrators were embracing each other, sleeping soundly on the big bed in the master bedroom.
The next morning.
Seeing the two in front of him with panda eyes, Xiao Jun was completely confused.
Slept well but now can’t sleep?
How could he lead a team like this?
But soon, he understood the reason.
Xiao Jun’s old face turned red, and he made an excuse to wash up and fled in panic. Women’s thoughts were so dirty.
At eight thirty, the living room was already full of people, all young ladies except Xiao Jun.
Wan Qianya obediently stood by Xiao Jun’s side, Jiang Yue and Li Jingyin stood opposite with 29 other young ladies, standing properly in a row.
“Ten lunchboxes, five water jugs, this is the food for one week I promised you.”
The lunchboxes and water jugs were already neatly arranged on the table in front, and all the ladies understood what these lunchboxes and water jugs meant.
“You know the current situation. The apocalypse has fully arrived. If you can't prove your value, you can only be abandoned.”
“I don't care about the process. In one week, I want to see results.”
Xiao Jun was too lazy to say more. Everything came down to action.
For the first three days, Wan Qianya would follow them to teach them some survival skills and combat skills for the apocalypse.
Xiao Jun believed that in his previous life, without his help, they were all able to rise up, so in this life they certainly wouldn't disappoint him either.
Too much intervention was not good.
"Brother Jun, if we perform well, is there any reward? My sisters haven't bathed in many days."
Jiang Yue suddenly said.
The other women looked expectantly.
For many women, not taking a bath was even more unbearable than not eating.
Previously there was no opportunity. Just surviving was good enough, who could think of so much.
But this morning, seeing Jiang Yue and Li Jingyin suddenly refreshed, everyone was envious.
"Yes."
"Not only can you take a bath, but also all kinds of snacks, as long as you perform well enough."
Just saving their lives was not enough to make them fight desperately. They had to be shown hope.
Xiao Jun realized after being reminded by Jiang Yue.
No wonder she was one of the leaders of the three big dance groups. This was someone born to lead.
With Xiao Jun's promise, the gloomy mood of the crowd also lightened up significantly, and they were full of motivation.
Xiao Jun had a total of three steel knives. This time he gave two to Jiang Yue to distribute. As for the others, they could only figure out how to get weapons themselves.
If you wanted to, anything could be a weapon.
They might not be able to find knives outside, but wooden sticks and even iron bars were plenty, more than enough to kill first stage zombies.
Watching these girls go downstairs, Xiao Jun didn't know how many would survive in the end.
After they all left, Xiao Jun went out alone. In addition to looking for airdrops, he also had to get more supplies to bring back.
The 21st floor of the hotel was very quiet. Many people, compelled by lack of food, finally chose to go downstairs, but most became food for the zombies and few survived.
Xiao Jun unexpectedly saw that boy again, looking about 16 or 17 years old. Last time he had earned a bottle of water and a loaf of bread from Xiao Jun.
The little boy stared longingly at Xiao Jun, but in the end still didn't have the courage to walk up.
Xiao Jun also didn't pay him much attention. There were too many pitiful people in the world. Who would care without value?
Wasn't his previous life also like this, barely living.
...
Following behind the girls was comfortable. He didn't even need to get his own hands dirty with the zombies in the lobby.
Roughly identifying a direction, Xiao Jun vaguely remembered there was a very big mall over there. He hoped he could find what he needed inside.
This time going out, most of the things in his inventory were left at the hotel, just so he could take more things back.
The inventory space was too small, he needed to get more.
Feeding 32 mouths was stressful!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
