Chapter 51 Playing Hard to Get: You Will Still Have to Come Back Obediently

The second shot from Qin Feng's Equalizer of All Beings shattered the tranquility of the night, echoing across almost the entire campus.

Many male students, deep in their midnight dreams, heard the booming gunshot, mistaking it for sound effects from a video game.

Many female students were startled awake by the deafening noise. Not knowing what caused it, they merely grumbled about it disturbing their sleep.

"How annoying, who is making such a ruckus in the middle of the night?"

"What is that sound? Such a public nuisance."

"Can the neighbors ever get some sleep? Where is people's civic decency?"

Struck by the Equalizer of All Beings, Wang Zi's body was sent flying once again.

This time, he lay motionless on the ground, a pool of blood spreading beneath him.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Zi and his three roommates met a gruesome end in the corridor right outside Dormitory 301.

A few bold female students peeked out of their doors to see what was happening.

Especially Shao Jinrong from Room 311—who tipped the scales at 230 pounds—stuck her head out into the hallway and called out, "Qin Feng, are you killing people again?"

Qin Feng spotted Shao Jinrong, recognizing her as the heaviest girl in the entire female dormitory.

Her imposing figure was quite well-known throughout Binhai University.

Qin Feng nodded. "Yeah, just killed four classmates. Sorry for waking you up."

Shao Jinrong was remarkably calm, as if this were the expected norm of a zombie apocalypse:

"Well, Qin Feng, it's one thing to beat people to death. But what's with leaving the corpses here in the hallway? Won't the bodies start to rot? Won't they attract flies?"

Qin Feng was a reasonable person. "Classmate Shao Jinrong, if I give you a loaf of bread, will you dispose of the bodies for me?"

Shao Jinrong nodded. "Sounds fair to me."

Qin Feng returned to Room 301, retrieved a leftover loaf of bread, came back out, and handed it to Shao Jinrong.

Looking at the fragrant loaf of bread, which seemed freshly baked, Shao Jinrong licked her lips and said, "Bread is so delicious."

Then, gazing at Qin Feng with a sigh of sentiment, she added, "Sigh, handsome Qin Feng, seriously, you're so handsome and yet you've never had a girlfriend. If you didn't have a gun, I'd really be tempted to overpower you, devour you whole, and leave nothing behind."

Qin Feng: ..............

How did giving you a piece of bread make you crave my body?

Qin Feng felt his heart skip a beat with dread.

Thank goodness he had a gun, otherwise, given how heavy this girl was and the fact that she was on the women's basketball team, it was hard to say who would get the upper hand if they fought.

That went to show how absurd those web novels were, fantasizing about how amazing a world with many women and few men would be.

Total nonsense. Handsome guys would get caught and ravaged to death by ugly women like this first; the campus beauties would never even enter the picture.

A wicked thought crossed Qin Feng's mind: Perhaps striking first was better—he should just eliminate Shao Jinrong...

Otherwise, in the dog-eat-dog world of a zombie apocalypse, where could one find any morality..........

"Three corpses, thrown downstairs. I'd say I'm doing you a huge favor. Wang Zi is so heavy."

After watching Shao Jinrong complete her fourth body disposal—tossing them down from the dormitory balcony—Qin Feng said, "Thanks, Big Sister Jinrong. Goodbye. Actually, let's hope we never meet again."

Shao Jinrong snapped, "You!"

Qin Feng immediately retreated into Room 301 and, with a flash, returned to the system space.

The living and dining area was quiet and peaceful, with the unfinished meal still sitting on the table.

The sofa, the coffee table, the television, the massage chair, the temperature-controlled wine cabinet....

In the bathroom, Mu Qingyan seemed to have fallen asleep sitting up, her crying having ceased.

He went back to the bedroom and slipped back into bed beside Tang Tang.

Tang Tang’s eyes were closed as she murmured sleepily, asking, "Qin Feng, where did you go?"

Qin Feng replied, "It's nothing, I just went outside to swat a rat."

Tang Tang burrowed into Qin Feng's arms, acting coquettishly. "In the middle of the night, why are you swatting rats?"

Qin Feng wrapped his arms around Tang Tang and said, "Rats are extremely annoying and must be dealt with. Exactly four of them."

Tang Tang blushed, her body trembling as she said, "In the middle of the night? Surely not?"

Qin Feng answered, "I sure am."

Tang Tang conceded, "Fine, then."

......

......

[Ding.]

[The system detects that the second campus beauty, Tang Tang, is experiencing intense emotions.......]

[Having undergone a second baptism of love, Tang Tang is now utterly devoted and completely submissive to the host.]

[She is supremely happy, reaching the peak of bliss. The system rewards 10,000 emotional points.]

[Tang Tang's Emotional Progress Bar: Proactive (Simp, Ultimate Simp).]

[System upgraded to Level 12. Area expanded to 130 square meters, with an additional bedroom and a 1.5-meter single bed added.]

[Current system space area: Living and dining room: 60 square meters, Master bedroom: 40 square meters, Second bedroom: 30 square meters.]

[Furniture: 1.8-meter double bed, 1.5-meter single bed, three-seater leather sofa, coffee table, massage chair, temperature-controlled wine cabinet, wardrobe.]

[Remaining points: 94,000.]

Afterward, having accomplished his feat and claimed no credit, Qin Feng rolled over and went to sleep.

Tang Tang had no idea that her boyfriend Wang Zi had been blasted away by a shotgun.........

His body, tossed from Shao Jinrong's balcony, had become hors d'oeuvre for the zombies.

Afterwards, she hugged Qin Feng tightly, sleeping peacefully in his arms.

The corners of her mouth curved upward in a sweet, satisfied smile........

...

The next morning,

the sun rose as usual.

Whether it was the seventh or eighth day of the zombie apocalypse, nobody could remember anymore.

Regardless, they had survived another day, and it was a new dawn.

Sunlight poured down punctually, falling upon the washbasin, the toothpaste and toothbrush mugs, and the drying laundry on the dormitory balcony.

All things grow under the sun; the sunshine illuminates the good and the bad alike.

Some zombies roamed the campus paths in pairs, or wandered into the academic buildings in search of the living.

Several students, having not stepped outside for fresh air in days, could only lean over their balconies to pass the time by counting zombies.

"One zombie, two zombies, three zombies, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine..."

A few even more bored female students critiqued the zombies downstairs, debating which one looked more handsome.

"Look, that zombie is quite handsome. The way his walking posture is twisted is actually better than the ones in Resident Evil."

"Forget it, look at that one over there. Long legs, slender waist, and broad shoulders—he must have been a looker when he was alive. No idea what department he was from, what a waste."

"Yeah, wouldn't it be great if a zombie this handsome could be my boyfriend first?"

"Your boyfriend? Your ex-boyfriend already racked up thirty thousand yuan in online loans just to support you."

"............."

Inside the system space,

time seemed to stand still.

The scene was far more idyllic and infinitely more harmonious.

Qin Feng gently pushed aside Tang Tang, who was fast asleep in his arms, and padded barefoot and noiselessly toward the bathroom.

He wanted to see how well that arrogant head cheerleader, Mu Qingyan, had been broken in.

As the bathroom door swung open, a faint scent of body wash mixed with the aroma of food drifted out.

Mu Qingyan was curled up on the cold tiled floor, her head drooping as if she had fallen asleep while sitting up.

One of her porcelain-white wrists remained firmly bound to the water pipe by a Seven Wolves belt.

Yet the plate in front of her, which had held the leftover food, was licked completely clean.

Even the chopsticks looked as though they had been licked.

Qin Feng's lips curled into a smile.

That's more like it.

In the apocalypse, survival was the only absolute truth.

Dignity, decency, and beauty were all utterly useless things.

[Ding.]

[The system detects various emotions from Mu Qingyan. The host's actions have once again earned a massive amount of points:]

[Grievance: Locked in the bathroom for a day and a night, +2,000 points.]

[Shame: Having to eat food placed on the floor, living like a dog, +3,000 points.]

[Satisfaction: Lu cuisine is simply too delicious; it was the best meal since the zombie crisis began, +4,000 points.]

[Astonishment: Qin Feng let me go? Not keeping me as a hostage like Lin Weiwei and Tang Tang? +1,000 points.]

[Pain: My wrist hurts so much, sob, it hurts to death, +1,000 points.]

[Total points acquired: 11,000 points.]

[Current remaining points: 105,000 points.]

[Mu Qingyan's Emotional Progress Bar: Hesitant (Humiliated, Obedient, Proactive, Simp, Ultimate Simp).]

Qin Feng sneered inwardly.

Just one good meal and she was already starting to waver?

Heh, women.

Indeed, once you fill their stomachs, their brains simply stop functioning.

At this thought, Qin Feng conceived an even grander cat-and-mouse game—

a brilliant scheme to tease the campus beauty through the art of playing hard to get.