Xiao Linfeng truly didn’t expect her to say something like that.
He was just about to admit that’s exactly what he thought—ever since transmigrating into this novel’s world, he’d grown increasingly self-assured.
After all, this body’s looks were undeniably top-tier.
“It really is you, Xiaowei. We’ve finally met again. You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.” Xiao Linfeng wore what he believed to be a charming smile.
He raised his hand, about to pat Le Xiaowei’s head.
Le Xiaowei was on the verge of cursing, “Miss you my a—” when Yuan Qiaoqiao abruptly rolled up the car window from the side.
Yuan Qiaoqiao gripped her arm tightly.
“Sister, ignore him. He’s obviously a bad person,” Yuan Qiaoqiao muttered, lips pressed thin, her tone clearly displeased.
“Why do you say that?” Le Xiaowei glanced at her.
Though she agreed, she knew Xiao Linfeng would be furious if he heard.
“He’s too ugly. Not worthy of you at all.”
Le Xiaowei fell silent for a moment. Wait, wasn’t Xiao Linfeng the male lead? His looks were only slightly worse than hers back when she was still a guy. How could he be considered ugly?
Did that mean… she was just average-looking?
That was downright depressing.
Ugh, heartbreaking.
“I think he’s alright-looking,” Le Xiaowei offered a neutral assessment.
“Hmph.” Yuan Qiaoqiao sulked.
“Well, he’s definitely not as good-looking as me.” Le Xiaowei had no idea what was up with this kid, so she just said something to make herself feel better.
Yuan Qiaoqiao’s lips curled slightly at that, but she didn’t say anything more.
Meanwhile, Xiao Linfeng, who had been rudely shut out—or rather, shut in by the window—darkened in expression.
The old Le Xiaowei had never been this defiant. Had turning into a zombie unleashed her wild side?
Still, the girl sitting next to Le Xiaowei was quite pretty too. But her gaze… it sent a chill down Xiao Linfeng’s spine, colder than any ghost from a horror movie.
In all his time in this world, this was the first time he’d felt such an eerie aura from an ordinary person. It was downright unsettling.
He didn’t even feel the slightest urge to mess with her.
“System, what the hell is that thing?” Xiao Linfeng retreated from the car, still shaken.
Le Xu watched Xiao Linfeng’s retreating figure, hands clenched on the steering wheel. If Xiao Linfeng had been just an ordinary person, his car might have already rammed into him.
“No idea. Can’t detect anything. Best not to provoke her,” the System replied, equally baffled.
“Earlier, we couldn’t scan this car’s info either—probably because of that girl. But there’s no trace of any supernatural energy from her.”
This was the first time the System had encountered something like this.
“Maybe I was mistaken. Could be unrelated to her.” Xiao Linfeng refused to believe a little girl could be that formidable.
Deep down, he looked down on women.
To him, they were nothing more than accessories to men, especially in the brutal world of the apocalypse.
Lost in thought, Xiao Linfeng got back into his car.
“Jingli,” he suddenly called out.
Xia Jingli, who had been zoning out in the backseat, snapped to attention and stood up hastily.
“What is it?” She tensed, a flicker of fear in her eyes.
As a water-attribute ability user with no offensive skills, she was the weakest in the team. Surrounded by zombies, she barely slept at night. She’d once considered running away—until she witnessed how Xiao Linfeng dealt with deserters.
That thought never crossed her mind again.
As for Xiao Linfeng himself… she used to think he was handsome. But seeing how indiscriminate he was—even taking zombie women into his harem—Xia Jingli couldn’t stomach it anymore.
Gradually, her fondness for him faded. She couldn’t even understand why she’d liked him in the first place.
Oh, right. Now she remembered.
He’d tricked her into losing her innocence—spiked her drink, dragged her into a school bathroom…
Just thinking about it made her nauseous.
Before she could dwell on it further, Xiao Linfeng’s orders snapped her back to reality.
“Go talk to Xiaowei. Ask if they’re heading to the Northwest Base. If so, suggest we travel together—easier to help each other out if we run into trouble.”
Xiao Linfeng hadn’t noticed who was driving earlier. Otherwise, he’d never have proposed such an idea.
“But—” Xia Jingli hesitated, only to meet Tang Yueyue’s sharp gaze.
Fear prickled her spine, and she quickly stepped out of the car.
Truth be told, Xiao Linfeng’s group had previously discussed turning her into a zombie to strengthen his harem.
Xia Jingli had refused outright.
She’d have to be insane to willingly become a zombie.
Those pretty female zombies were nothing more than Xiao Linfeng’s puppets—instinctively adoring him, calling him “Master” with every breath.
The thought repulsed her.
Outside, Xia Jingli approached the other car and hesitated before speaking. Before she could, the window rolled down.
A familiar face stared back at her. Her fingers clenched.
“What do you want?” Le Xu asked coldly.
He knew exactly how Xiao Linfeng had manipulated Xia Jingli—it was practically criminal. But with photos as leverage and the apocalypse in full swing, she’d had nowhere else to go.
“It’s you…” Xia Jingli fidgeted, unable to meet his eyes.
“Xiao Linfeng sent you? What’s his game now?” Le Xu’s impatience was palpable.
He was sick of that creep. Seriously, the guy acted like he’d never seen a woman before—any pretty face made him lose his mind.
In this entire apocalyptic world, no one partied harder than him.
“He asked if you’re going to the Northwest Base. If so, he suggested traveling together for convenience.”
As soon as the words left her mouth, Xia Jingli noticed Le Xiaowei staring intently at her.
Guilt weighed heavy. She lowered her head, unable to face her. Even though Xiaowei’s condition wasn’t her fault, she still blamed herself for not protecting her back when she and Le Xu were close.
“You’re a water-attribute ability user, right?” Le Xiaowei suddenly asked.
She remembered the original heroine’s power being insanely OP—her water could suppress the zombie virus. Any infected ability user who drank it would recover completely.
For ordinary people, it depended on their constitution.
A glint flashed in Le Xiaowei’s eyes. She pushed the door open and stepped out.
“Bro, get out here.”
Confused, Le Xu complied. With the door shielding him, Xiao Linfeng still hadn’t gotten a clear look at who it was before the man stepped forward.
In one swift motion, Le Xiaowei yanked the bewildered Xia Jingli and shoved her into their car.
Before Xiao Linfeng could react, Le Xiaowei jumped back in, slammed the door, buckled up, and floored the gas—ramming straight into Xiao Linfeng’s car and sending it skidding aside.
Dizzy and nauseous, Xiao Linfeng barely registered what happened before his car was left in the dust.
Just like that, he’d lost one of his harem members—right before his eyes.
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