Then he wedged the glass door.
This time there was no threat, and it was fine to take as much time as he needed to wedge it.
But Yan Ci’s speed in wedging was still very fast, and he finished wedging it in less than half a minute.
Then he walked up to Ruan Qing and said lightly, “I saved them.”
Ruan Qing stared blankly at Yan Ci.
Seeing that the young man seemed a little puzzled, Yan Ci reached out and lightly touched his thin lips.
The meaning was very clear.
He saved them, so it was time for Ruan Qing to fulfill his promise.
Ruan Qing’s delicate face immediately turned uncontrollably red, even the corners of his eyes turned red.
Probably because of too much embarrassment, Ruan Qing nervously tightened his slender white fingers.
The pinched fingers turned a pretty peachy red.
Yan Ci didn’t say anything more, just looked down at the young man in front of him from a high vantage point.
The young man pursed his lips, looked at the side in confusion, and dared not look at him at all.
But he could clearly see the faint red blush at the corners of the young man’s beautiful eyes, making him look extremely gorgeous, with silky hair obediently falling on his forehead, inexplicably making people want to bully him.
To make him show some blush-inducing postures and expressions.
These were emotions that he had never felt before.
This young master was nothing more than a fool.
He could easily be deceived with just a few words, and then he would give him money.
He might not manage to grab that money even if he attempted a risky robbery.
Everyone thought that a middle school graduate punk like him was unworthy of this precious young master, but little did they know that he had never set his sights on this young master.
In Yan Ci’s eyes, this young master was just an ATM with lots of money and generosity.
He pursued him, went to class with him, only because he was afraid that others would deceive this excellent ATM.
If he was deceived, then he wouldn’t get the money.
After all, nobody was more willing to spend money than this young master, who’s like a walking ATM.
However, now that the apocalypse had come, the number of zombies that could not be killed was increasing, and the world had turned into hell.
Although it had become more dangerous, the current world was more suitable for him.
No need for education, no need for family background, everything was decided by strength alone.
Rules, order, law, morality, all would gradually collapse.
Ultimately, it became a twisted and pathological world.
A new order would be established, and in this order, strength was the only rule.
Only those with powerful strength could determine the rules.
Money was no longer useful.
When Yan Ci escaped from the Second University, he already realized this.
Then, Shi Qing was also now useless to him.
A young master like him could only be a burden in the apocalypse.
A burden who lacked self-awareness and clear-headedness.
Yan Ci didn’t want such a burden. He would abandon anyone who was useless to him without hesitation.
Without his protection, this young master probably wouldn’t live long.
He might also become someone else’s plaything because of that face.
After all, his face was the only thing that’s somewhat outstanding.
However, he had no interest in him, disliking this kind of young master who had nothing to offer except for his face.
He preferred the strong, those who could match him in strength.
Even if this young master had given Yan Ci money for several months, Yan Ci had no intention of escorting him to a safe place.
Because that would be very troublesome.
Yan Ci hated troublesome things the most.
A few minutes ago, Yan Ci thought so.
But now...
Yan Ci lowered his gaze and looked at the young man, with a hint of obscurity in his eyes.
The boy sat on the dirty ground, obedient yet helpless, as if he wouldn’t resist anyone bullying him.
The fair and delicate skin was flushed with a rosy hue, as if adorned with the finest rouge, and as radiant as blooming peach blossoms.
Perhaps it was because the young man was now too weak to resist him, or perhaps it was because the way the young man’s eyes reddened at the corners was too attractive, stirring in him an emotion he had never felt before.
He had pursued him for so long, so he should belong to him... it was only natural.
Moreover, it seemed that this young master could only rely on him in this apocalyptic world.
If the other resisted him, he would no longer be able to maintain this clean and pure demeanor.
No one would ever say he wasn’t worthy of him again.
Even if he directly possessed him, bullied him, and made him completely his own, there would be no laws to punish him.
Because in the current world, as long as one was strong enough, they could do whatever they pleased.
As long as one was strong enough, they could obtain everything they desired.
Such as the delicate young master before him.
Yan Ci’s gaze was too intense, and Ruan Qing couldn’t ignore it even if he wanted to.
A hint of unease rose in Ruan Qing’s heart, and he bit his lower lip.
He had to shake off Yan Ci quickly.
People who had no sense of morality before the apocalypse would definitely become even more insane afterward, especially when there was nothing to restrain them.
Furthermore, he was someone who had to play the self-righteous character.
Perhaps because Ruan Qing had been silent for too long, Yan Ci’s eyes deepened, and he casually asked, “Are you planning to go back on your word?”
At Yan Ci’s words, Ruan Qing’s slender body stiffened slightly, his face flushing a bit more, but he still shook his head slightly.
The original owner was not someone who would go back on his word easily; he generally kept his promises.
Ruan Qing propped himself up and slowly stood up.
Because he stood up rather slowly, he didn’t experience the same blackout as before.
But his head still felt a little dizzy.
The symptoms were exactly like those of someone who had hypoglycemia.
But Ruan Qing knew it wasn’t low blood sugar; it was that his body had become weaker.
He had initially thought it was just because the previous mental consumption had been too much, but clearly, it was more than that.
It’s highly likely that the game was targeting him, restricting his body.
In this instance, the restrictions on his body were almost fatal.
Coupled with his character setting, the game’s purpose had almost become clear.
The game wanted him to die in this instance.
Ruan Qing stood up and looked at Yan Ci.
Compared to an average person, Yan Ci was quite tall, around 1.93 meters.
While Ruan Qing was only 1.75 meters, a difference of almost twenty centimeters.
Ruan Qing observed Yan Ci, who showed no sign of lowering his head. His eyelashes quivered, and with a blush on his face, he seemed a bit uncertain, tightly pursing his thin lips.
“Uh, um... Can you... lower your head a bit?”
Perhaps due to embarrassment, Ruan Qing’s words were a bit stuttered, and his face turned completely red after speaking.
Not even his ears were spared.
Yan Ci had long lost the fierceness he displayed while fighting zombies just now, appearing somewhat approachable.
For the original owner, Yan Ci was indeed somewhat approachable.
He should agree to such a request.
Just when Ruan Qing thought he would lower his head, Yan Ci calmly uttered the following words, “I can’t do that.”
Then he wedged the glass door.
This time there was no threat, and it was fine to take as much time as he needed to wedge it.
But Yan Ci’s speed in wedging was still very fast, and he finished wedging it in less than half a minute.
Then he walked up to Ruan Qing and said lightly, “I saved them.”
Ruan Qing stared blankly at Yan Ci.
Seeing that the young man seemed a little puzzled, Yan Ci reached out and lightly touched his thin lips.
The meaning was very clear.
He saved them, so it was time for Ruan Qing to fulfill his promise.
Ruan Qing’s delicate face immediately turned uncontrollably red, even the corners of his eyes turned red.
Probably because of too much embarrassment, Ruan Qing nervously tightened his slender white fingers.
The pinched fingers turned a pretty peachy red.
Yan Ci didn’t say anything more, just looked down at the young man in front of him from a high vantage point.
The young man pursed his lips, looked at the side in confusion, and dared not look at him at all.
But he could clearly see the faint red blush at the corners of the young man’s beautiful eyes, making him look extremely gorgeous, with silky hair obediently falling on his forehead, inexplicably making people want to bully him.
To make him show some blush-inducing postures and expressions.
These were emotions that he had never felt before.
This young master was nothing more than a fool.
He could easily be deceived with just a few words, and then he would give him money.
He might not manage to grab that money even if he attempted a risky robbery.
Everyone thought that a middle school graduate punk like him was unworthy of this precious young master, but little did they know that he had never set his sights on this young master.
In Yan Ci’s eyes, this young master was just an ATM with lots of money and generosity.
He pursued him, went to class with him, only because he was afraid that others would deceive this excellent ATM.
If he was deceived, then he wouldn’t get the money.
After all, nobody was more willing to spend money than this young master, who’s like a walking ATM.
However, now that the apocalypse had come, the number of zombies that could not be killed was increasing, and the world had turned into hell.
Although it had become more dangerous, the current world was more suitable for him.
No need for education, no need for family background, everything was decided by strength alone.
Rules, order, law, morality, all would gradually collapse.
Ultimately, it became a twisted and pathological world.
A new order would be established, and in this order, strength was the only rule.
Only those with powerful strength could determine the rules.
Money was no longer useful.
When Yan Ci escaped from the Second University, he already realized this.
Then, Shi Qing was also now useless to him.
A young master like him could only be a burden in the apocalypse.
A burden who lacked self-awareness and clear-headedness.
Yan Ci didn’t want such a burden. He would abandon anyone who was useless to him without hesitation.
Without his protection, this young master probably wouldn’t live long.
He might also become someone else’s plaything because of that face.
After all, his face was the only thing that’s somewhat outstanding.
However, he had no interest in him, disliking this kind of young master who had nothing to offer except for his face.
He preferred the strong, those who could match him in strength.
Even if this young master had given Yan Ci money for several months, Yan Ci had no intention of escorting him to a safe place.
Because that would be very troublesome.
Yan Ci hated troublesome things the most.
A few minutes ago, Yan Ci thought so.
But now...
Yan Ci lowered his gaze and looked at the young man, with a hint of obscurity in his eyes.
The boy sat on the dirty ground, obedient yet helpless, as if he wouldn’t resist anyone bullying him.
The fair and delicate skin was flushed with a rosy hue, as if adorned with the finest rouge, and as radiant as blooming peach blossoms.
Perhaps it was because the young man was now too weak to resist him, or perhaps it was because the way the young man’s eyes reddened at the corners was too attractive, stirring in him an emotion he had never felt before.
He had pursued him for so long, so he should belong to him... it was only natural.
Moreover, it seemed that this young master could only rely on him in this apocalyptic world.
If the other resisted him, he would no longer be able to maintain this clean and pure demeanor.
No one would ever say he wasn’t worthy of him again.
Even if he directly possessed him, bullied him, and made him completely his own, there would be no laws to punish him.
Because in the current world, as long as one was strong enough, they could do whatever they pleased.
As long as one was strong enough, they could obtain everything they desired.
Such as the delicate young master before him.
Yan Ci’s gaze was too intense, and Ruan Qing couldn’t ignore it even if he wanted to.
A hint of unease rose in Ruan Qing’s heart, and he bit his lower lip.
He had to shake off Yan Ci quickly.
People who had no sense of morality before the apocalypse would definitely become even more insane afterward, especially when there was nothing to restrain them.
Furthermore, he was someone who had to play the self-righteous character.
Perhaps because Ruan Qing had been silent for too long, Yan Ci’s eyes deepened, and he casually asked, “Are you planning to go back on your word?”
At Yan Ci’s words, Ruan Qing’s slender body stiffened slightly, his face flushing a bit more, but he still shook his head slightly.
The original owner was not someone who would go back on his word easily; he generally kept his promises.
Ruan Qing propped himself up and slowly stood up.
Because he stood up rather slowly, he didn’t experience the same blackout as before.
But his head still felt a little dizzy.
The symptoms were exactly like those of someone who had hypoglycemia.
But Ruan Qing knew it wasn’t low blood sugar; it was that his body had become weaker.
He had initially thought it was just because the previous mental consumption had been too much, but clearly, it was more than that.
It’s highly likely that the game was targeting him, restricting his body.
In this instance, the restrictions on his body were almost fatal.
Coupled with his character setting, the game’s purpose had almost become clear.
The game wanted him to die in this instance.
Ruan Qing stood up and looked at Yan Ci.
Compared to an average person, Yan Ci was quite tall, around 1.93 meters.
While Ruan Qing was only 1.75 meters, a difference of almost twenty centimeters.
Ruan Qing observed Yan Ci, who showed no sign of lowering his head. His eyelashes quivered, and with a blush on his face, he seemed a bit uncertain, tightly pursing his thin lips.
“Uh, um... Can you... lower your head a bit?”
Perhaps due to embarrassment, Ruan Qing’s words were a bit stuttered, and his face turned completely red after speaking.
Not even his ears were spared.
Yan Ci had long lost the fierceness he displayed while fighting zombies just now, appearing somewhat approachable.
For the original owner, Yan Ci was indeed somewhat approachable.
He should agree to such a request.
Just when Ruan Qing thought he would lower his head, Yan Ci calmly uttered the following words, “I can’t do that.”
