Chapter 57: The Cheerleading Campus Belle Cries, Mentally Broken

The atmosphere in Dormitory 424 was practically frozen.

Both Mu Qingyan and Jiang Chuyi heard that gunshot that tore through the sky, and almost simultaneously, they bolted upright in their beds, their hearts pounding wildly.

The two girls, who had been locked in a cold war just a moment ago, now shared a single, uniform expression on their faces—terror.

"It's Qin Feng..." Jiang Chuyi's voice carried an uncontrollable tremor. Her tall, 176-centimeter frame appeared exceptionally frail at this moment.

"He's killed again." Mu Qingyan bit her lower lip fiercely, tears swirling in her eyes.

This man was like a god of death walking through the campus, using firearms as his sickle to harvest the lives of his fellow students at will.

Such a person was simply a bastard...

He had a gun, yet instead of shooting zombies, he specifically shot his classmates...

First, it was Lin Yuwei's boyfriend Wu Changle and his roommates who were slaughtered.

Then, it was Tang Tang's boyfriend Wang Zi and his roommates who were slaughtered.

And next, it was her boyfriend Gao Yi's turn to be sniped.

Remembering all this, Mu Qingyan's tears instantly broke through the dam, her stifled sobs sounding exceptionally clear in the silent dormitory:

"Who... is it this time?"

Jiang Chuyi's face turned pale as paper: "What does he take the boys in the opposite dorm for? Prey?"

Right at that moment, the dormitory's group chat and the grade-wide chat were flooded with messages, scrolling by crazily like a boiling pot.

Every single message was discussing the exact same question.

Who did Qin Feng kill today?

[Did you hear that?]

[Yeah, heard it. Bang~~~~~ Such a long tail, so many echoes.]

[I wonder which poor guy had bad luck this time?]

[Who knows? Who the hell would be stupid enough to provoke Qin Feng right now?]

[Why do I feel like Qin Feng is turning into an antisocial psycho?]

[Antisocial? Is there even a society left now? Qin Feng is the society! If he points a gun at you, you wouldn't even dare to speak.]

[Suddenly makes me think of Li Xunhuan from *Multiple Flying Daggers*. He only had one flying dagger, but the entire Shaolin Temple didn't dare make a move against him.]

[You thought of Li Xunhuan? I thought of the Four Great Evildoers, utterly vicious and stained with countless sins!]

......

With trembling hands, Mu Qingyan sent a message to Zhao Wenyu: "What's going on?"

Long after the message was sent, Zhao Wenyu finally replied.

He could practically still feel that warm dampness in his crotch, along with the endless shame that followed it.

Just moments ago, he had been boasting in front of Mu Qingyan about hunting down Qin Feng with a compound bow.

Yet the reality was that when Qin Feng fired his shot, he hadn't even caught a glimpse of the other man's shadow before pissing his pants in fright.

Zhao Wenyu's fingers typed on the screen, feeling as though they weighed thousands of pounds:

"Qin Feng... shot and killed Wang Bowen."

Upon seeing the message, Mu Qingyan's pupils suddenly constricted, her heart skipped a beat, and she timidly bit her lower lip.

Zhao Wenyu immediately sent a flurry of messages, trying to salvage whatever shred of face he had left in front of his goddess.

"Don't worry, Qingyan. He can't hit me. I'll definitely use my compound bow to counter-kill him!"

"I will definitely save you and help you get revenge!"

"Qingyan, give me a chance. I've been chasing you since our freshman year."

"As long as I kill him, will you be my girlfriend? Please?"

Looking at the pale and powerless words on the screen, Mu Qingyan felt not a single ripple in her heart, but rather an absurd surge of sorrow.

A compound bow?

In front of a Barrett sniper rifle, that was nothing more than a ridiculous toy.

Be your girlfriend? Heh, you really dare to dream. What is the background of your tier-7 minor-city family supposed to be anyway...

Mu Qingyan didn't reply. She simply tossed her phone aside and buried her head deep into the quilt.

Her disappointment in Zhao Wenyu and her terror of Qin Feng were like two massive mountains pressing down on her so heavily she could hardly breathe.

Right at that moment.

Knock, knock, knock.

The dormitory door was knocked upon.

***

On the other side, thirty minutes later,

Qin Feng and Tang Tang emerged from the bedroom.

The rosy flush had yet to fade from Tang Tang's pretty face. Her gaze drifted lazily with a hint of satisfaction as she grabbed a bath towel and walked into the bathroom.

Qin Feng leaned back on the sofa, looking at the brand-new dining table in the system space, upon which several leftover Hunan dishes from lunch were still placed.

He patted Lin Yuwei, who was watching TV:

"Beauty, pack up those dishes on the table and send them over to 424."

Lin Yuwei was stunned: "Send them to Mu Qingyan? We invited her over and she wouldn't come, and now you want to send food to her?"

"Right," Qin Feng smiled, a cunning glint flashing in his eyes.

Lin Yuwei was as smart as they come and instantly grasped Qin Feng's intention, though she remained somewhat puzzled:

"Mu Qingyan is a very proud person. She's a cheerleader captain with high standards. Since you killed her boyfriend, how could she possibly eat something you sent?"

A cold smirk curled the corner of Qin Feng's lips.

"If Mu Qingyan won't eat it, you give it to Jiang Chuyi."

"Make Jiang Chuyi eat it right in front of her."

Lin Yuwei understood immediately, a cunning and admiring smile blooming on her face: "Brilliant, absolutely brilliant! I'm on it!"

To kill a person wasn't enough; one had to crush their spirit as well.

This was this newly understood version of Qin Feng.

With brisk movements, Lin Yuwei divided the chopped pepper fish head, braised pork belly, spicy diced chicken, and rice into two round food containers. With a graceful sway of her hips, she arrived outside the door of Dormitory 424 and gently knocked.

"Who is it?" Jiang Chuyi's vigilant voice came from inside.

"It's me, Chuyi. Lin Yuwei."

"Oh."

The door opened. Seeing Lin Yuwei standing outside with an alluring smile, Jiang Chuyi was somewhat surprised:

"Yuwei? The great beauty of the Foreign Languages Department. What brings you here?"

Lin Yuwei handed over the food containers in her hands, a hint of playfulness in her eyes: "Qin Feng asked me to bring these over for Mu Qingyan to eat. Of course, if you want to eat them, you can too. Bye-bye."

"For her?" Jiang Chuyi's expression instantly turned frosty.

Yet when her gaze fell upon the food containers and she caught the wafting aroma of the food, her throat involuntarily swallowed, and saliva secreted like crazy.

Ever since the apocalypse began, Jiang Chuyi hadn't seen a genuinely hot meal in far too long.

Right now, Jiang Chuyi simply couldn't look at things like this; the mere sight of them made her mouth water profusely.

Watching this part-time car model, Lin Yuwei laughed inwardly.

In ancient times, there was the tale of "two peaches killing three warriors."

In modern times, there was Qin Feng's tactic of using a single lunch box to sow discord between two beautiful roommates.

(Note on "Two Peaches Killing Three Warriors": Duke Jing of Qi gave two peaches to three generals. The generals argued over whose achievements were greater, yet the king provided only two peaches. Arguing back and forth and feeling that the king was intentionally insulting them, all three ultimately committed suicide out of shame!)

Jiang Chuyi coldly placed the two food containers on Mu Qingyan's desk.

"Dear, I've left your stuff right here."

Lying in bed, Mu Qingyan had heard the entire conversation, and a massive wave of humiliation and anger surged to her head.

"Qin Feng! He killed my boyfriend! And now he's sending food over to mock me?"

Mu Qingyan leaped down from the bed with reddened eyes and cried out:

"Has Qin Feng lost his damn mind? Even if I starve to death and jump out from here, I will never eat a single bite of Qin Feng's food! Take it and throw it away!"

Lin Yuwei shrugged with a smile: "Wife Yan'er, I've delivered the message. Eat it or don't, up to you."

With that, Lin Yuwei turned and walked away, leaving behind a swaying, graceful silhouette.

Trembling with rage, Mu Qingyan jumped off the bed. Though her stomach was growling with hunger, the memory of Qin Feng locking her in the bathroom for two days, combined with the recollection that Qin Feng had murdered her promising boyfriend, drove her into a fury. She snatched up the food containers from the desk, rushed toward the toilet, and prepared to dump the contents straight into the toilet bowl.

But,

A stronger, fair, and delicate hand grabbed her wrist.

It was Jiang Chuyi.

"What are you doing! Let go!" Mu Qingyan shrieked.

Standing at 176 centimeters tall, Jiang Chuyi held the absolute advantage in both height and strength. Glaring coldly at Mu Qingyan, she bit out every single word: "If you don't want to live, don't drag me down with you! I'm eating it! You are not allowed to dump it!"

Mu Qingyan wept, "This is Qin Feng humiliating me!"

"This is food!" Jiang Chuyi's voice rose, a hungry gleam flashing in her eyes. "Eating it means I can last a few more days! Eating it means I can survive! Can your pathetic little pride be eaten as a meal?"

"Get lost! Let go of my hand!"

"Damn it!"

The two campus belles instantly fell into a brawl.

Mu Qingyan's fingernails scratched bloody marks onto Jiang Chuyi's arm, while Jiang Chuyi delivered a fierce slap across Mu Qingyan's pretty face.

*Crack!*

Following the crisp sound, Mu Qingyan was shoved to the ground, finally beaten into submission.

She had lost.

Utterly and completely defeated.

Crouching on the floor, Mu Qingyan sobbed miserably. She climbed back up, grabbed the cup Gao Yi had bought for her from her desk, smashed it furiously onto the floor until it shattered into pieces, and then broke down in despairing wails.

"Wuwuwuwu, my boyfriend is dead, has my world collapsed too? Wuwuwu."

"Who the hell are you smashing things for? What am I supposed to do if these glass shards pierce my feet? Sweep this up!" Jiang Chuyi commanded Mu Qingyan angrily.

"I won't sweep it, I refuse to sweep it! You deserve to have your feet pierced, why don't you just beat me to death!" Mu Qingyan cried.

"Bitch!!!!" Enraged, Jiang Chuyi ended up grabbing the broom herself and sweeping away the shattered glass fragments.

As for Mu Qingyan, she could only miserably crawl back onto her bed, pull down the privacy curtains, and bury her head under the blanket.

Living in the same dorm room with another girl was agonizing; you couldn't escape them, you couldn't beat them, and you had nowhere else to go, leaving you with no choice but to hide under the covers and cry.

After finishing sweeping up the glass fragments, Jiang Chuyi shot a cold glare at the trembling lump of blankets on the bed: "Useless piece of trash!"

Then, Jiang Chuyi impatiently opened the food containers.

It felt just like an African lion chasing away hyenas and seizing their kill.

Though they were leftovers, they were in pristine condition.

The braised pork belly gleamed with oil, the spicy diced chicken was intensely fragrant, and the pungent, spicy aroma of the chopped pepper fish head went straight to the top of her skull.

These weren't table scraps left behind by someone else; these were portions specifically set aside and reserved. It was completely different.

Jiang Chuyi's eyes instantly lit up. *Oh well, Mu Qingyan, if you won't eat it, I will!*

She fished out her chopsticks and didn't even bother sitting down, standing right by the desk and devouring it.

"Delicious... so delicious..."

She mumbled praises indistinctly between bites. Every sound of her chewing and swallowing pierced fiercely into Mu Qingyan's heart.

Mu Qingyan was sobbing heart-rendingly underneath the quilt.

She could smell that overbearing aroma and hear Jiang Chuyi's satisfied sighs.

Her stomach was rumbling, and her dignity was being crushed into dust inch by inch.

[Ding!]

[Detected intense emotional fluctuations from the third campus belle, 'Mu Qingyan'!]

[Fear: Due to the host hunting down Wang Bowen, Mu Qingyan's terror toward you deepens! Points +2000!]

[Anger: Due to the host's humiliating feeding tactic using food, the target generates intense anger! Points +3000!]

[Injustice: Due to her companion exclusively enjoying the gourmet meal, the target experiences a strong sense of unfair fate! Points +5000!]

[Shame: Due to being imprisoned by the host and having her past dignity trampled upon, the target generates intense shame! Points +3500!]

[Collapse: Due to her arrogant mindset being thoroughly shattered, the target's psychological defenses are crumbling! Points +3000!]

[Remaining Points: 87,000 + 16,500 = 103,500 points]

[System upgraded! Current level: LV13!]

[Space area expanded to 140 square meters, layout optimized to one living room, two bedrooms, and one bathroom!]

[Reward: One massaging couple's bathtub!]

[Living room: 50 sq.m., Master bedroom: 40 sq.m., Secondary bedroom (new): 30 sq.m., Bathroom: 20 sq.m.]

[Mu Qingyan's emotional progress bar updated: Humiliation → (Submission, Proactivity, Simp, Ultimate Simp)]