Chapter 32: Lin Yuwei Wants to Move In

Wang Zi: [My dear, are you okay?]

The cold glow of the smartphone screen illuminated Tang Tang’s delicate face. She had just taken a bite of a mille-feuille pastry; the cloying sweetness of the cream and the crispness of the crust exploded on her tongue, providing the most extravagant comfort in the middle of the apocalypse.

Wang Zi’s message popped up at that very moment.

Tang Tang’s movements paused, her heart leaping into her throat. She set the dessert down on the table and swiped her fingertip across the screen.

Wang Zi: [Qin Feng shot and killed Wu Changle. Did you see? You are too close to him; you must not provoke him.]

Wang Zi’s words were heavy with anxiety.

Wang Zi: [How is Lin Yuwei? Is she really with Qin Feng? Is she chatting with you right now??]

Tang Tang’s gaze swept over the other large bag of food on the table—the one Qin Feng had given her, enough for her to feast luxuriously for several days. She lowered her eyelids, her long lashes masking the complicated emotions in her eyes. She quickly typed her reply with both hands.

[Don't worry, my dear. I saw it; it was terrifying.]
[I will absolutely not take a single step out of the dorm.]
[I haven't been in touch with Lin Yuwei. My dorm door has remained locked.]
[She came to knock and sent messages, but I ignored them all.]

The lies were sent off with ease.

On the other end of the phone, seeing his girlfriend’s obedient reply, the heavy stone in Wang Zi’s heart dropped halfway.

[That’s good. Make sure you keep the door locked. Don't go out for any reason. Wait for me; I will definitely come to save you.]

Looking at this message, Tang Tang knew that even Wang Zi didn’t believe his own words. If he were actually coming, he would have come the first time...

[Mm! Don't worry, I still have half a box of pure milk; I can hold out.]

After sending this message, she turned off the screen. Her gaze fell on the empty cardboard box in the corner. That carton of milk had been devoured by her three roommates on the very first day of the apocalypse, and all of them had later been pushed off the roof.

Now, she was the only one left in the dorm, along with two large bags of seafood delicacies radiating an enticing aroma. She picked up a fried shrimp and began to eat it in small bites again.

Wang Zi could wait. But the food could not.

***

Meanwhile, in Qin Feng’s dorm, 301.

Lin Yuwei no longer had any reason to return to her original room. Wu Changle was dead; there would be no one to check the dorms at 10:00 PM. Her two female roommates no longer had any leverage to force her to snitch.

Lin Yuwei returned to 302 one last time. She dumped some leftover rice and a bit of meat broth onto the desks of Geng Xuan and Pan Yu. Then, she began to pack her clothes and laptop charger.

"Yuwei, you... what are you doing?" Geng Xuan watched as Lin Yuwei gathered her clothes and cosmetics, her voice trembling. Pan Yu’s eyes were filled with fear and desperation.

"Are you moving out? Are you moving in with Qin Feng?"
"If you leave, what will happen to us? Will you still bring us food?"

Lin Yuwei zipped up her suitcase, wearing a perfect smile. Her tone was as gentle as if she were soothing two small animals.

"I will, of course I will."
"I’m just moving over there temporarily. I’ll still come back to see you often and bring you things."

But inside, Lin Yuwei was sneering. *Heh, why should I? Wu Changle is dead. Why should I keep feeding you two wastes? You have no value left. You weren't even that nice to me before.*

Once, they had even put dish soap in her contact lens case. If Lin Yuwei hadn’t discovered it, she would have gone blind. After she’d had a row with them, they had apologized. Was that human behavior? Was that what roommates did? That wasn't just a lack of morals; it was attempted harm.

Lin Yuwei didn't glance at them again. Dragging her suitcase and clutching her laptop, she walked out of dorm 302 without looking back. As they watched in despair, the door clicked shut behind her.

*Knock, knock, knock.* Lin Yuwei knocked on the door of 301 without hesitation. From today on, she intended to rely entirely on the powerful Qin Feng.

The way he pulled the trigger was incredibly cool. And the way he conquered her was equally forceful. Lin Yuwei’s heart had already been conquered.

*Knock, knock, knock.*

Qin Feng was leaning on the sofa, watching the doomsday news on TV out of boredom. At that moment, the system’s voice rang out in his mind right on cue.

[Ding!]
[Detected that the host has entered a romantic cohabitation mode with Lin Yuwei.]
[Lin Yuwei’s loyalty has increased. She has officially become the host’s 'simping' follower.]

A virtual panel unfolded before Qin Feng’s eyes.

[Name: Lin Yuwei]
[Gender: Female]
[Height: 168 cm]
[Weight: 55 kg]
[Physique: Pure and alluring]
[Appearance: 90/100]
[Department: Foreign Languages]
[Hobbies: Dance, gardening]
[Emotional Progress: Simp (only one step away from being an ultimate simp)]
[Fourth deep interaction with Lin Yuwei, duration 40 minutes. Reward: 10,000 points.]
[Current remaining points: 74,000.]
[System Shop Updated!]

[Food category updated:]
[Sichuan Cuisine: Shredded pork with garlic sauce, Mapo tofu, Kung Pao chicken, twice-cooked pork, etc. Full series unlocked. Exchange price: 10,000 points.]
[Beijing Cuisine: Peking duck, shredded pork with soybean paste, roasted meat, fried sauce noodles, etc. Full series unlocked. Exchange price: 10,000 points.]
[Lu Cuisine: Braised sea cucumber with scallions, carp in sweet and sour sauce, red-braised pork knuckle, four-joy meatballs, braised prawns, mackerel dumplings, etc. Full series unlocked. Exchange price: 10,000 points.]

Qin Feng skipped over the food section entirely. His gaze was locked firmly on the weapon category.

[Weapon category updated:]
[Defensive Grenade (C-Class): Pack of 10, contains 300 steel balls. Nothing survives within five meters. A powerful area-of-effect weapon. Points: 3,000.]
[AK-47 Assault Rifle (B-Class): Includes 3 full magazines, total 90 rounds of 7.62mm ammo. Sturdy and durable, born for slaughter, an apocalypse scavenger. Points: 5,000.]
[Equalizer Shotgun (B-Class): S1897 pump-action shotgun, includes 50 rounds of 12-gauge buckshot. King of close-quarters combat; neither god nor Buddha can stop it. Points: 4,500.]
[Barrett M82A1 (S-Class): .50 caliber anti-material sniper rifle, includes 20 rounds of specialized armor-piercing incendiary shells. Take a head from a kilometer away; the judgment has arrived. Points: 20,000.]

Qin Feng’s breathing quickened for a brief moment. Pistols were just an appetizer, and he didn't have many bullets left. These—these were the instruments of power that would allow him to establish absolute order in the apocalypse.

"System, purchase 10 defensive grenades, the Equalizer shotgun, and the Barrett M82A1."

[Purchase successful. Consumed points: 3,000 + 4,500 + 20,000 = 27,500 points.]
[Remaining points: 46,500.]

The moment the words left his lips, there was a subtle ripple in the air. A second later, several heavy items appeared out of thin air on the coffee table in the center of the room.

An olive-drab military wooden crate sat there, neatly holding ten pineapple-shaped defensive grenades; their cold metal shells exuded a scent of death. An S1897 pump-action shotgun lay beside them, its rugged lines filled with a violent aesthetic, and the brass-colored buckshot in the ammo box shimmered.

Most eye-catching of all was the jet-black Barrett M82A1. It lay there silently, its body over 1.4 meters long, radiating a sense of oppression. The massive muzzle seemed capable of swallowing all light, like an ancient beast waiting to devour its prey.

Qin Feng stood up and walked to the coffee table. He gently stroked the cold barrel of the Barrett. An indescribable tremor spread from his fingertips through his entire body.

It wasn't fear. It was excitement. An absolute thrill of holding the power of life and death.

A cold smile slowly curled the corners of Qin Feng’s lips. A murderous intent flowed in the depths of his eyes.

This apocalypse had only just begun.

*Knock, knock, knock.*

Lin Yuwei was outside, pulling her suitcase and knocking on the door. Qin Feng exited the space and opened the door to dorm 301. Lin Yuwei dove in, throwing herself into Qin Feng’s arms. Qin Feng felt her gentle curves and the fragrance of her hair.