Chapter 5: The Campus Belle Secretly Visits the Room

Finally, Lin Yuwei finished painstakingly cleaning the 301 dormitory with a broom and dustpan. Even though it was only a rough sweep, she was already panting lightly from exhaustion. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her fair forehead, and a few strands of hair clung to her cheeks.

Catching her breath, Lin Yuwei glanced at Qin Feng, who was calmly seated on the fishing platform.

“Is it done? I’ve finished cleaning,” she said irritably.

Alright, the boomerang had returned: yesterday she made him carry luggage, today he made her clean—now they were even.

Qin Feng’s eyes scanned the floor before he raised a hand to point at the dusty desks in the dormitory. A visible layer of gray-white dust covered their surfaces.

“There’s dust all over the desks. Aren’t you going to wipe them down?” His tone was calm, as if stating a mere fact.

“Is that how you clean at home? Dust everywhere?” Lin Yuwei’s eyes instantly reddened, tears welling up and threatening to spill over.

She was the campus belle, always high above, accustomed to being admired and treated like a goddess by her admirers. She had never once had to clean with her own hands, nor had she ever been so bluntly criticized. And now, Qin Feng was bossing her around, ordering her to sweep. After finishing the floor, he still found fault, scolding her in that tone.

Normally, her first reaction would be to snap back, “What’s your problem?” But now, under the same roof, she had no choice but to lower her head—for a meal, to fill her rumbling stomach, to survive.

Her eyes were fully red as she choked out a plea: “Please, handsome guy. I only ate one compressed biscuit all day yesterday, and today I haven’t eaten anything. I’m starving; I have no strength, sob sob.” She tilted her face up slightly, tears shimmering.

“Can I eat something first? Then I’ll work.”

She sniffled, her tone humble. “I promise once I’ve eaten, I’ll wipe every corner of this dorm carefully, completely clean. Is that okay?”

Qin Feng gazed at her pitiful expression, silently amused. So, Lin Yuwei, you’ve come to this, huh? He chuckled inwardly.

Alright, there’s plenty of time ahead; no need to rush.

He nodded. “Fine. Sit down and eat. Everything on the table is for you.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuwei’s decorative contact lenses sparkled with the relief of one who had narrowly escaped disaster. She hurried to the balcony to wash her hands, then eagerly returned and lifted half a cup of warm milk, drinking it in one gulp.

The milk was warm and sweet, rich with creaminess and sweetened with plenty of sugar. The liquid slid down her parched throat into her empty stomach, instantly warming her entire abdomen comfortably.

“Ah, so sweet!” she sighed in satisfaction.

Though it was only half a cup, Lin Yuwei felt overwhelming happiness, her lips inadvertently smeared with a bit of white milk residue. Qin Feng pointed at her mouth.

She instinctively stuck out her tongue, lightly licking her lips to swallow the milk trace.

Then her eyes lit up like searchlights, her gaze locking precisely on the French-style fried egg and ham biscuit marked with a bite.

She picked up the biscuit, clearly seeing the teeth marks, hesitating for a moment.

Qin Feng had bitten it? Damn it.

But hunger outweighed everything else.

She turned the biscuit over and bit into the unbitten side.

The crisp outer crust, the soft interior, the tender fried egg, the savory ham, the pure delight brought by carbohydrates instantly flooded her with satisfaction.

“Mm, delicious. It’s been a long time since I’ve had such a tasty biscuit,” Lin Yuwei murmured with her mouth full, eyes squinting in bliss.

She devoured the entire biscuit in one go, not leaving a single crumb. Earlier, she’d tried to avoid the bite mark, but then forgot and swallowed it whole!

The fried dough stick bitten by Qin Feng? Well, same deal, swallowed whole too...

After finishing the biscuit and dough stick, her gaze fell on a pair of spicy chicken wings—golden and tempting, each with a clear bite mark without a doubt left by Qin Feng himself.

Lin Yuwei, the proud campus belle, had never eaten leftovers before, let alone chicken wings already bitten by someone else.

But… this was the apocalypse, and food was extremely scarce.

She looked at the wings with a hint of grievance: “Handsome Qin Feng, why do you have to bite every piece? Can’t you leave me one whole?”

Qin Feng sat beside her, amused, watching the campus belle wolf down his “leftovers,” feeling extremely satisfied. He grinned and said, “I was planning to eat them myself, but after biting one, I remembered you hadn’t eaten yet, so I purposely left them for you. What’s the matter? I was being kind, and yet you blame me? Fine, if you won’t eat, suit yourself.”

He didn’t wait for Lin Yuwei’s response, quickly grabbing a chicken wing from her hand. Rising, he strode to the balcony and tossed it into the dormitory trash bin.

Lin Yuwei was dumbfounded, mouth slightly open, letting out an “Ah.”

Such delicious spicy chicken wings—she only complained a little, and he actually threw them away? You, you, you! Wasting food is shameful, outright sacrilege!

Now, she couldn’t possibly retrieve the wings from the trash to eat. She could only watch helplessly as her last hope—a small packet of fries—lay before her. Her eyes filled with longing, and her tone softened with a clear plea: “I’ll eat, I’ll eat, don’t be angry. Is it so wrong for me to eat?”

She carefully opened the fries packet, then took out a small sachet of ketchup, squeezing it out with care.

She dipped each fry generously, savoring them as if they were a rare delicacy, chewing slowly, committing every flavor to memory.

She finished every last fry and wiped the ketchup clean, leaving nothing behind.

She had never so carefully enjoyed food before; this time she deeply understood the meaning of “Toiling under the midday sun, every grain is hard-earned.”

After finishing, a faint red smudge of ketchup lingered at the corner of Lin Yuwei’s mouth.

Qin Feng smiled faintly seeing the satisfied yet still lingering expression on her face.

Alright, this campus belle could be quite outrageous at times, but her looks and figure were indeed impressive.

That exquisitely beautiful face, with a little ketchup at the corner of her mouth, didn’t look messy at all; instead, it added a touch of endearing innocence and charm.

Qin Feng picked up a napkin from the table, leaned in, and wiped the ketchup off her mouth.

Lin Yuwei’s body tensed slightly but did not pull away.

She licked her lips, feeling the contentment of a full stomach, and sighed deeply. “Thank you. I’m full now. I’m going back.”

Qin Feng’s smile vanished instantly, his gaze turning contemptuous.

Oh, campus belle, now that you’re full you want to leave? Not even spare me a few more words?

Hmph.

“Get lost!” he spat coldly.

Lin Yuwei shrank slightly but didn’t argue this time, her attitude much more humble. Despite his rude words, she dared not retort as before.

“Okay. Thank you for the food. I’ll repay you,” she said hesitantly.

“I have money on my phone. Want me to send you a red envelope?” she added softly.

Qin Feng waved his hand. “Forget it. It’s the end of the world. What’s money for? Food is the real currency.”

Suddenly remembering something, he said, “By the way, lend me a charging cable. My phone’s dead.”

Lin Yuwei was momentarily stunned but then nodded. “Oh, okay. I’ll sneak it over to you later,” she whispered.

“Open the door quickly. Don’t make me stand outside too long. I don’t want my boyfriend to see me sneaking into your room.”

Qin Feng waved impatiently. “Fine. Get lost.”

Lin Yuwei replied softly, “Okay. Thanks. Bye.”

She went to the door of the 301 dorm, cracked it open, and cautiously peered out for a long time.

First, she confirmed no one in the boys’ dorm across the hall was paying attention.

Then she carefully checked the corridor to see if any other girls had noticed her leaving 301.

Once she was sure it was safe, she darted out like a startled rabbit.

Not long after, Qin Feng heard a gentle knock.

He quickly opened the door, and there stood Lin Yuwei, looking delicate and charming, holding a white charging cable which she hurriedly pressed into his hand.

She didn’t dare linger even a second; as she turned sharply, her long hair whipped around and brushed against Qin Feng’s cheek, carrying a faint scent of shampoo.

Well, that’s how girls are—when their hair is long, a sudden turn can send it swishing over the face of the boy nearby.

He’d get used to it; the campus belle surely didn’t mean it.

Lin Yuwei’s figure soon vanished into the neighboring 302 dorm.

As Lin Yuwei left, a familiar system notification sounded in Qin Feng’s mind:

【Ding,

【Host has fed Lin Yuwei for the first time, rewarding an upgrade to the buffet space.

【Buffet space: Level 2 (out of 100 levels)

【Room upgraded to 30 square meters,

【Includes a wooden dining table, two comfortable sofa chairs,

【Adds a 1.5-meter single bed; the host can now sleep safely inside the space at night.

【Host has successfully triggered Lin Yuwei’s complex emotions.

【Emotions include: suppression, shame, pleasure, guilt, panic.

【Suppression: Lin Yuwei feels inner repression from doing house chores for a boy for the first time, requiring restraint to express, +300 points.

【Shame: Lin Yuwei feels inferior and ashamed for eating leftovers bitten by the host, +500 points.

【Pleasure: Lin Yuwei experiences strong satiety and happiness from the delicious food provided by the host, +200 points.

【Guilt: Lin Yuwei feels guilt and remorse for secretly coming to the host for food behind her boyfriend’s back, +200 points.

【Panic: Lin Yuwei feels nervous and anxious about being discovered while secretly delivering the charging cable to the host, +100 points.

【Name: Lin Yuwei,

【Gender: Female,

【Height: 168 cm,

【Weight: 55 kg,

【Body type: pure and alluring,

【Appearance score: 90,

【Faculty: Foreign Languages,

【Interests: Dance, Gardening,

【Emotional progress bar: (Arrogant), Shaken, (Humiliated, Submissive, Kneeling and flattering proactively, Ultimate sycophant)

【Lin Yuwei is currently stable at Shaken (second stage); the host can strive further to win her over.

【The higher the stage, the more points can be earned.

【The host now has 2300 points, able to unlock Buffet Package B and C, and the first weapon.

【Buffet B (four dishes and a soup): 500 points.

【Buffet C (two luxury five-star hotel buffet dinners): 1000 points.

【Weapon A: Glock 43 pistol (with 9 bullets): 1000 points. (Just unlocked)

【Weapon B: M16 automatic rifle (with 90 bullets): locked.

【Weapon C: Ten defensive grenades (3000 steel beads): locked.

Qin Feng’s gaze swept over the system panel and finally settled on the weapon options.

Food was important, but in this zombie-infested world, self-defense was the foundation of survival.

Without hesitation, he issued the command in his mind:

“Spend 1000 points to unlock Weapon A, Glock 43 pistol!”