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nEditor: Casey

nIn the days that followed, Song Xiabing proved through his actions how difficult to understand a person in love could be.

nLike he had promised Shi Qing, Song Xiabing went out to search for food and then donated it all in the man’s name.

nActually, donating wasn’t the right word for what he did.

nTo be more precise, he gave out food as wages for those who couldn’t go out to fight zombies for various reasons to reinforce the city walls.

nThus, Shi Qing’s reputation in the base immediately surpassed that of the other companies’ bosses.

nThe other company bosses: “…”

nThe other company bosses: Fuming and want to beat someone up.jpg

nHowever, they didn’t dare to make a move for real.

nThey could beat Shi Qing since he was just a level seven like them.

nBut he has a Song Xiabing by his side.

nThis guy was so ridiculously OP that he could beat up level seven ability users like they were gophers.

nAnd that’s when he didn’t want to kill anyone. If Song Xiabing wanted to kill someone, they would probably be dead in less than a second.

nWhat were they supposed to do? They couldn’t beat him or outplay him.

nThey even lost to that crafty bastard Shi Qing in terms of reputation.

nBlazing Thunder was now the most dominant force in the base. And the faction led by Song Xiabing constantly proclaimed that Shi Qing was the holiest of saints to ever exist.

nSome of the company bosses who had seen the true face of Shi Qing before: “…”

nSure enough, some things remained the same after the apocalypse.

nIf you had money (food), you could do whatever you want.

nAll they could do was play dead.

nOn the other hand, Song Xiabing seemed to find enjoyment in expanding his authority.

nHe gradually came to see that although Shi Qing liked it when he pretended to be weak, there was something he liked even more. As a typical straight guy, Shi Qing enjoyed watching Song Xiabing being submissive to him alone and strong and domineering around everyone else.

nSong Xiabing grew more and more practised at the art of leaving Shi Qing in a good mood for the day even after his tail was touched.

nActually, it’s a bit heartbreaking to think about.

nHe had to resort to tactics like these to pursue the person he liked.

nThank goodness that Song Xiabing’s face was thick enough to not mind. Otherwise…

nA series of images depicting a caged beauty whose foxtail was brushed by him until it was all puffed up came to mind.

nSong Xiabing really, really wanted to do that for real.

nHowever, he didn’t dare.

nTo put it nicely, Shi Qing was the type of person who responded better to the carrot rather than the stick. In more blunt terms, he was a reckless idiot who couldn’t stand even a bit of grief.

nSong Xiabing had to endure a great deal of internal humiliation to not kill Zhou Xuanxuan on the spot. Instead, he kept him as a hostage so that Shi Qing wouldn’t kill himself. (In his mind at least)

nEven now, when practically everyone knew about their relationship, he still had to abstain from killing his rival in love.

nHe even had to watch that guy saunter around the base everyday. To describe it as heartbreaking was an understatement.

nZhou Xuanxuan, who was tiredly panting from trying to transport grain throughout the base: “…”

nHere we go again.

nThat cold glare full of killing intent’s back.

nHe didn’t need to turn around to know that it must be Song Xiabing.

nThe moment this guy suffered a defeat at Shi Qing’s hands, he looked at Zhou Xuanxuan like he wanted to cut him down where he stood.

nZhou Xuanxuan felt very stifled and indignant.

nThose two were the ones in a relationship! The ** did this have to do with him, ah!!

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nHe didn’t know how many times he had explained to Song Xiabing that Shi Qing didn’t like him, but Song Xiabing continued to coldly stare at him like this.

nIf not for the fact that his ability hasn’t recovered yet…

nZhou Xuanxuan stroked his hair.

nHe told himself to endure!!

nHe would leave the Blazing Thunder’s base the moment his ability came back for somewhere far away from those two bastards!

nZhou Xuanxuan sighed as that gaze shifted away from him. But when he was about to continue working, he heard a muffled grunt from someone nearby.

nZhou Xuanxuan: “?”

nWhat? That sounded way too ambiguous…

nHe turned and saw that it was a member of the Song family who wasn’t part of Song Xiabing’s faction. In fact, this guy led the charge to slaughter Song Xiabing’s subordinates right after the apocalypse.

nSong Xiabing didn’t kill him after destroying the Song family. Instead, he was brought back to the base to do back-breaking manual labour. This pampered and sheltered young master got to personally experience Song Xiabing’s ‘loving attention’.

nOf course, everyone else thought that Song Xiabing had left the man behind to use as a punching bag.

nBut Zhou Xuanxuan knew the truth. With how vengeful Song Xiabing was, how could he leave a single person alive? According to his sources, this person tormented many children of Song Xiabing’s subordinates until they developed mental illnesses.

nThose children had been sold by this guy to various other bases, and Song Xiabing had sent his people to look for them. He was probably planning on letting those children loose on this guy after gathering them all.

nEveryone in Blazing Thunder knew that this guy was their Song-ge’s enemy, so they basically ignored him.

nBut Zhou Xuanxuan took a few curious glances in his direction. He saw that this guy’s eyes were filled with a mixture of pain and hatred.

nPei.

nSo now you feel humiliated.

nWhy weren’t you humiliated when you tortured those kids?

nZhou Xuanxuan sniffed before turning away.

nHowever, a question remained in his mind.

nWhy’s that guy been holding his hand like that? And what’s that thing he’s holding? It looks like dried black blood.

nIt wasn’t until he carried the grain almost to the warehouse that Zhou Xuanxuan suddenly realized something.

nThat blood!

nIt almost looked like the blood of a zombie, ah.

nSomething isn’t right here!!

nHis eyes widened as he realized that guy cut his hand with an object contaminated by zombie blood.

nCrap!

nDoesn’t that mean he’ll turn into a zombie?!

nThat guy’s doing it on purpose!

n“This is bad!!!”

nZhou Xuanxuan hurriedly threw down the things he was carrying and ran back.

nHe got there just in time to see that guy hobbling with the grain on his back towards Shi Qing, who was bragging to his little brother.

n“Right? A mere mutated beast is nothing to Laozi. I sliced it up like it was a piece of fruit! Swish, swish, boom!”

nSeeing that the man had already reached Shi Qing, Zhou Xuanxuan frantically shouted at Song Xiabing, who was above him, “Song Xiabing! Stop him!!”

nThe young man instantly looked in Shi Qing’s direction.

nHe saw that guy who had been keeping his head down suddenly look up.

nBlack lines had appeared on his face, and delirium clouded his malicious gaze. Taking advantage of the last moments of lucidity before transformation, he quickly swiped at Shi Qing’s arms with his claws.

n“How dare you!!!”

nSong Xiabing’s heart almost stopped at that moment.

nAlmost subconsciously, he used his ability to disintegrate one of the man’s hands.

nBut it was already too late.

nA scratch had been left on Shi Qing’s pretty honey-coloured arm.

nThe wound was shallow, but it seemed to carve itself onto Song Xiabing’s heart.

nShi Qing…had been infected with the zombie virus…

n“FUCK!!!”

nThe Blazing Thunder Boss immediately reacted as well. He kicked the person attacking him away with a disgusted expression before he caught sight of their infected face.

nHe froze.

nSong Xiabing didn’t even remember getting down from the stage.

nHe somehow rushed over to his lover with all his might and took the dazed man into his arms.

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n“It’s okay, it’s okay. It’s going to be okay.”

n“Hahahahahah!!”

nThat guy could no longer feel pain because he was turning into a zombie. He didn’t care that one of his hands was gone at all. Instead, he howled with laughter at the look of despair on Song Xiabing’s face.

n“Go to hell, Song Xiabing!!”

n“I can’t kill you, but I can still kill this idiot! Hahahahaha!!! Don’t you like him? I’m going to kill him and make you learn the true meaning of pain!!!”

nShi Qing: “…”

nEven though the man hasn’t processed what happened yet, his foot subconsciously kicked that guy again.

n“Are you **ing insane?!! Why’re you trying to kill Laozi when your grudge is with him?!! Did your brain rot or something?!!”

nThe guy’s laughter was cut short when he was sent flying by Shi Qing’s kick.

nThen he was enveloped in flames.

nIt’s common knowledge that zombies were afraid of fire.

nWhy does it hurt so much when I can’t feel pain anymore?!!

nThat guy could no longer laugh. He died miserably in the sea of fire, screaming hysterically to the very end.

nSong Xiabing, however, could no longer hear him.

nHe clung to Shi Qing with a death grip, like he was holding onto his last treasure.

nAt this moment, he discarded his usual white lotus act, his cunning ambition, and his scheming calculations.

nHe was filled with a sense of empty panic.

n“Boss… Boss…”

nWith empty eyes, he blankly called out the word that he often said like it was a mantra.

nShi Qing originally wanted to go kick that husk that’s been burned to cinders a few more times, but he couldn’t bear to leave Song Xiabing in such a state.

n“It’s fine.”

nThe man patted Song Xiabing on the back. He tried his best to conceal his fear and force a smile on his face. “Laozi’s lived a good life so far. I’m not exactly dying with regrets here.”

nSong Xiabing only hugged him without speaking.

nSome of the little brothers cautiously stepped forward, “Song-ge…”

n“Fuck off!!!”

nIn an instant, the entire sky was covered by dark mist.

nEveryone in Blazing Thunder knew that this was Song Xiabing’s ability, that it could dissolve anything it came into contact with. They immediately all turned tail and ran for their lives.

nSoon, the two of them and Zhou Xuanxuan were left in a large radius.

nShi Qing: “Song Xiabing…”

nHe heard the sobs of the person holding him.

nShi Qing: Did I go a little too far…?

nThe System: Yes, Host. You did. Why did you intentionally let that guy scratch you? Even I was nearly scared to death just now.

nShi Qing: “Song Xiabing, don’t cry, ah. What’s a big man like you crying for? Even Laozi isn’t crying. Don’t you feel embarrassed?”

nThe young man didn’t respond. He just continued to hold Shi Qing tightly in his arms.

nZhou Xuanxuan cautiously stepped forward.

n“Um. Don’t cry yet. I have a solution.”

n“Didn’t I tell you guys before that I was bitten by a zombie?!! In fact, I almost died at the time. It was my master who saved me.”

nSong Xiabing stiffened. His head jerked up, bloodshot eyes burning holes in Zhou Xuanxuan. “You do? What is it??”

nZhou Xuanxuan nodded. “I have a solution, but there’s a price that needs to be paid.”

nHe touched his long hair somewhat uncomfortably. “Haven’t you two always been wondering why I’m so nervous about my hair? Actually, this is my master.”

nSong Xiabing “The price is that it takes the place of your hair?”

nShi Qing frowned. “You’re not making this up, are you?”

nZhou Xuanxuan laughed out of embarrassment. “No, I’m being serious.”

n“My master is actually a mutated vine.” He said as he reached up and took off his hair.

n“See?”

nThe ‘hair’ was twisting and moving around slightly, but Shi Qing’s eyes couldn’t help but fall on Zhou Xuanxuan’s…head.

nIt was bald, just like a duck egg.

nSong Xiabing could only watch as his lover stared at Zhou Xuanxuan again. He was so furious and anxious that he almost spat out blood.

nAt this stage, Shi Qing’s still looking at Zhou Xuanxuan!!!

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