Chapter 49: Two Campus Beauties, Obedience Test

That meant bowing her head to the demon who had killed her boyfriend.

Refuse to eat?

He had given her chopsticks and freed one of her hands. Was this supposed to be some kind of "respect"?

A cat-and-mouse game of "respect"!

Humiliation, resentment, frustration, struggle, and—even she was unwilling to admit it—gratitude.

All these emotions gnawed at her heart like poisonous snakes.

Qin Feng was such a demon! How hateful he was!!!!!!!!

He was using food and this sliver of insignificant "kindness" to destroy the final line of defense of a young woman!

Mu Qingyan's body trembled violently. She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug deep into her palms.

[Ding]

[Name: Mu Qingyan]

[Gender: Female]

[Height: 170 cm]

[Weight: 55 kg]

[Department: Law School]

[Hobbies: Cheerleading captain]

[Type: Hot and sexy]

[The host has just triggered various emotions in Mu Qingyan and obtained a large number of system points:]

[Hesitation: Hesitating whether to eat such delicious food; it would be a waste not to eat since it was given to her anyway. +2,000 points]

[Resentment: Qin Feng locked her in the bathroom, sitting on the marble floor, losing her freedom. +3,000 points]

[Unwillingness: I am a cheerleading captain, not a slave. +2,000 points]

[Humiliation: Even though she has chopsticks, the food is still placed on the floor. +5,000 points]

[Gratitude: Wanting to eat, wanting to eat so badly. He gave so much good food, it's not bad after all, considered a kind gesture. After all, it's the end of the world now. +6,000 points]

[Host's remaining points: 74,000 + 18,000 = 92,000 points]

[System storage upgraded to Level 12. Interior space area: 130 square meters]

[Bonus: A set of constant-temperature luxury wine cabinets.]

[Mu Qingyan's emotional progression bar: Shaken (Humiliation, Submission, Initiative, Simp, Ultimate Simp)]

Listening to the continuous string of system prompts in his mind, Qin Feng wore a confident, cold sneer at the corners of his lips.

Shaken already? Heh, women.

He knew that Mu Qingyan, this proud white swan, would sooner or later have her wings broken one by one by his own hands.

The white swan would even deliver herself right to his doorstep...... letting him pluck her as he pleased.

"Bang."

Qin Feng closed the bathroom door, shutting out everything inside.

Chopsticks given, right hand freed, food provided, eat it or not.

Mu Qingyan, go ahead and struggle and torment yourself inside.

Returning to the dining area, Qin Feng saw Lin Yuwei and Tang Tang sitting eagerly at the table. The aroma of braised prawns had not yet dissipated, and a costume drama had started playing on television, which the two campus beauties were watching with great relish.

It was as if this were not a zombie apocalypse at all, as if the two of them were simply vacationing in Qin Feng's room...

Qin Feng sat down, casually eating a little with them,

then took a quick shower, walked into the newly partitioned bedroom,

sank into the 1.8-meter-wide soft bed, pulled up the thin quilt, and prepared to sleep.

Not long after, the lowered voices of the two girls and the sound of water from the bathroom drifted in from outside.

Lin Yuwei (yawned): "Ah, I'm stuffed, and watching made me tired."

Tang Tang: "Oh, this episode is over. Should we watch one more?"

Lin Yuwei: "Sleepy. Let's take a shower and go to bed."

Tang Tang: "We actually finished all those dishes."

Lin Yuwei: "Yeah, so full. Let's shower early and sleep."

Tang Tang whispered: "By the way, where are we sleeping tonight?"

Lin Yuwei: "Don't ask obvious questions. Sleep how we're supposed to sleep, don't ask. Tang Tang, wifey, did you bring your pajamas?"

Tang Tang whispered: "I didn't bring any, what should I do?"

Lin Yuwei: "Then you can wear my pajamas. I packed all my clothes. Tomorrow, you should pack yours too."

Tang Tang: "Alright. Yuwei, I wonder how long an apocalypse like this will last."

Lin Yuwei persuaded: "Don't think about it too much. So many people have already died, every day we manage to live is a bonus."

Tang Tang: "No, I want to live well. I hope the apocalypse passes, I still want to live out my life, become a dancer, and get on stage!"

Lin Yuwei: "Alright, alright, dreams have everything. Let's go, time to shower. Want to shower together?"

Tang Tang: "Ah, if we shower, won't Mu Qingyan see us?"

Lin Yuwei: "Yeah. Let her look, what's there to be afraid of? People look at each other in public bathhouses anyway, are you still shy?"

Tang Tang: "I............"

Lying in the bedroom, Qin Feng could easily imagine how Lin Yuwei and Tang Tang went through their washing routine nonchalantly under Mu Qingyan's complex gaze.

He could also hear them attempting futile persuasion toward Mu Qingyan after coming out.

"Qingyan, stop acting out."

"You can't fight a man."

"Sleeping with anyone is the same, all guys are alike..."

Tang Tang's words carried the self-abandoning relief of resignation.

"Qin Feng is still different..."

Lin Yuwei's rebuttal carried a trace of hard-to-detect shyness.

Lin Yuwei and Tang Tang spent another minute lecturing Mu Qingyan.

Until Mu Qingyan snapped at them: "Shut up! Let me be for a while!"

Then, Qin Feng heard Lin Yuwei and Tang Tang close the bathroom door,

and the two girls, wearing slippers and carrying a lingering fragrance, walked into the bedroom..........

Deep in the night, all was silent.

Qin Feng's eyelids snapped open instantly, like a tiger startled while dozing.

It wasn't a sound.

It was the instinct of being watched, a chilling murderous intent that pierced through the comfortable atmosphere he had built with warmth and softness.

Without a sound, he slid his arm out from under Lin Yuwei's warm neck.

Pushed aside Tang Tang's long hair that had fallen across his face........

Silently got out of bed.

With a single thought, the wardrobe door opened silently.

He slung an M16 assault rifle over his shoulder, clipped on a magazine, and hung it at his waist.

Then he grasped a terrifyingly shaped shotgun in his hand,

the cold steel contact warming up his blood.

Like a phantom, he stood behind the invisible door of the system space, his gaze piercing through the wall, looking precisely toward Dormitory 301.

In the dark, four stealthy figures crept in.

The leader was tall and muscular, with knotted muscles—it was Wang Zai.

Behind him were three accomplices, wearing crude "armor" cobbled together from books, cotton coats, and plastic boards, tightly gripping iron pipes and baseball bats in their hands.

Clutching a heavy steel pipe, Wang Zai made cautious tactical hand signals like a special forces soldier in a movie.

Qin Feng sneered silently in the dark.

Did they really think a bunch of junk like that could stop the "Equalizer of All Mankind"?