How did it suddenly seem like he could predict the future?
Could it be...
"Brother Le, did you gain divination powers?" Yu Jing whispered.
Le Xu looked exasperated. What nonsense was this?
Just as he was about to say something else, he noticed footsteps nearby. The two quickly hid behind the shelves.
Xiao Linfeng strode through the night, his black coat fluttering elegantly in the cold wind. He turned to glance at Xu Wanwan behind him.
"Senior, did you sense anyone nearby?"
Xu Wanwan wore a pale red dress—a rare sight in this apocalyptic world, where few bothered with such refined attire. Her dull, amber eyes were vacant and rigid. Only after detecting a dangerous presence did she frown and speak.
"Master, this area is unsafe. There’s a powerful zombie here."
"So they’re not here? Did they enter the base already?" Xiao Linfeng muttered, frowning as he passed the convenience store, sweeping his flashlight beam across the shelves inside.
Yu Jing’s mouth was muffled by Le Xiaowei’s hand. He let out a muffled sound in the darkness. Only when the footsteps completely faded did Le Xu turn to look at the girl behind Yu Jing under the moonlight.
Le Xiaowei switched on the lamp Yuan Qiaoqiao had charged before they left. The room instantly brightened.
Yu Jing gasped, his heart pounding as he stared at the girl in the pink-and-white tracksuit.
"Xiaowei?" Le Xu’s pupils trembled. He grabbed her shoulders.
"Xiaowei, you’re alive? You’re really alive? That’s... that’s amazing. It’s all my fault. I didn’t protect you." He pulled her into a tight embrace, his eyes reddening as tears streamed down.
This was too good to be true. In this lifetime, he would make sure to protect his little sister—no one would ever hurt her again.
But soon, he noticed something was off.
Xiaowei... why was her body so cold?
"Sorry, but I’m already dead," Le Xiaowei bluntly ruined the moment.
Yu Jing was stunned. Then, taking a closer look at her eyes, he suddenly understood.
"Xiaowei... you’re a zombie now?"
Most people wouldn’t recognize those eyes, but Yu Jing and Le Xu had spent enough time around Xiao Linfeng to know the telltale signs of his women.
Though Xiao Linfeng had too many lackeys, most of his girlfriends wore colored contacts, so the truth remained hidden from the majority.
Hearing Yu Jing’s words, Le Xu froze. He pushed Xiaowei back slightly to examine her eyes, wiping his tears with his sleeve.
"It’s fine. It’s fine. As long as you’re here, that’s enough. Zombies can turn back into humans."
"What did you say?" Le Xiaowei’s brows furrowed at the crucial information.
"Zombies can be purified back into humans," Le Xu clarified.
Now Le Xiaowei finally understood the meaning of Side Mission Two—before leaving, she had to restore Le Xiaowei to humanity.
She could save that task for last. After all, the best identity for killing Xiao Linfeng was as a zombie.
Why turn human early? Just to be a bottom?
Ridiculous.
"That’s not important right now. Did you two just escape from Xiao Linfeng? How strong is he now?"
Le Xiaowei urgently needed this answer.
Yu Jing shook his head—he genuinely didn’t know.
When she turned to Le Xu, all he said was, "Xiaowei, are you hungry?"
Le Xiaowei: "..."
"If I were hungry, I’d already be eating people," she deadpanned. Ever since meeting Yuan Qiaoqiao, she’d been suppressing her instincts.
Energy cores were enough to fill her stomach, at least to some extent, reducing her zombie urges.
Le Xu looked disappointed but still stared at her intently, as if he couldn’t get enough.
"Aren’t you going to sleep?" Le Xiaowei wanted to ask.
"I’m not tired. You sleep—I’ll watch over you." His voice was gentle as he patted her shoulder.
Le Xiaowei chuckled dryly.
"Get lost," she snapped without hesitation.
Being stared at by a normal person was uncomfortable enough, but Le Xu’s unwavering gaze made her regret saving these two in the first place.
Yu Jing had already silently slipped out of the room. He shouldn’t be here—he should be outside.
"I won’t. I’m watching you sleep. Go on, I’ll sing you a lullaby." Le Xu pressed her shoulders down, tucking her in before gazing at her with tender nostalgia.
Xiaowei: "..."
Did the male lead turn into an idiot after his rebirth?
"How long has this been going on?" she asked, wrapped like a dumpling, staring at him.
Ignoring her, Le Xu began singing.
"Dark skies hang low, bright stars follow, fireflies fly, fireflies fly, who do you miss..."
Le Xiaowei: (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻
Seriously?!
Is this a joke for toddlers?!
With no other choice, Le Xiaowei fished out a few energy cores from her spatial storage, clutching them in her hand as she closed her eyes to absorb their energy. For her, this was the closest thing to sleep.
Before long, a violent storm raged outside. The convenience store’s sign was torn off by the wind, crashing to the ground and startling Yu Jing. Blood-red rain poured down in sheets, trees swaying dangerously under the gale, as if the earth itself were shaking.
Le Xiaowei bolted upright.
She’d almost forgotten—tonight was the night of the Blood Rain.
Le Xu’s gentle expression instantly sharpened.
"Move. The building next door has three floors. We’ll go under the eaves—quick!"
Soon, Le Xu led Le Xiaowei to the third floor. Yu Jing hurriedly tossed his umbrella and other belongings outside.
"Holy crap! Good thing the store had raincoats and gloves. I wrapped myself up tight—if this rain touched me, I’d be screwed."
A bolt of lightning split the sky, illuminating the crimson droplets sliding down the window. Yu Jing shuddered.
"Blood Rain... how creepy."
Le Xiaowei stared down at the scarlet downpour. Beside her, Le Xu frowned, as if recalling something, then turned to her.
"This rain is beneficial for you... but if you don’t want to go out, I’ll find more psychic-type energy cores for you later."
Psychic-type cores were incredibly valuable to zombies—they enhanced a zombie’s ability to command others. Even non-psychic zombies would gain heightened intelligence after consuming them.
But psychic zombies were the kings of their kind, notoriously difficult to deal with. Le Xu suddenly regretted not taking the psychic core Xiao Linfeng had offered him.
Too soft-hearted for too long, he now bitterly regretted his past hesitation. But truthfully, he’d never stood a chance against Xiao Linfeng. This time, though, he wouldn’t make the same mistake. No more mercy.
"System, status?" Le Xiaowei ignored Le Xu’s words.
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