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"Are you not Yun Zhi Yue? But I feel like you are. I don't think I could love two women at the same time, so why are you angry?"
Yun Zhi Yue threw off the covers, her expression displeased. "What if one day a part of you becomes a new human and then you come to bed with me? Would you mind?"
Shen Chuan narrowed his eyes, his tone icy. "Why would I do that? Speak."
Yun Zhi Yue wanted to say more but suddenly fell silent.
Damn it, Shen Chuan is a part of the Underworld King. If she has relations with many parts of the Underworld King and feels uncomfortable, then what about the Underworld King himself?
This is troublesome. Not letting the Underworld King recover is one thing, but avoiding him is another.
Disliking her would affect her power struggle in the Underworld, while liking her might mean settling scores later. No matter how she looked at it, it was a losing game.
After staring at Shen Chuan for a while, Yun Zhi Yue turned over. Forget it; there was no way to explain this clearly. She might as well sleep.
Seeing her words trail off, Shen Chuan didn’t dwell on it either. After the rustle of clothes, his strong body climbed into bed.
Yun Zhi Yue's eyes gradually softened, yet her expression was filled with sorrow as she lay back and sighed at the bulging blanket. Is this kind of thing really addictive?
Whenever they were alone together, it inevitably led to intimate moments.
Her pale fingers clenched the black sheets tightly, the contrast of black and white creating an ambiguous blend.
In a certain situation, as the plot reached a climax, a large hand emerged from under the covers, gripping her delicate wrist firmly, their fingers intertwining inescapably.
Just as Yun Zhi Yue had calmed down for a few minutes, her eyes reddened. This bastard never ends; is he even human?
Even though Yun's Supermarket was near Ning'an Base, no one dared to relax. Under Base Leader Ouyang Yan's rule, everyone was hunting zombies more frequently.
Ouyang Yan's words were clear: being close to water doesn't mean you get to enjoy it; it's an opportunity for Ning'an's development. The more favorable the wind blows, the more one should seize the chance to rise; otherwise, when others are riding high, they will trample you down.
This statement made Yun Zhi Yue curious about Ouyang Yan.
In such a large base, it was surprising that a woman held power—not because she looked down on women but because in this apocalyptic environment, women were undoubtedly at a disadvantage.
Yet Ouyang Yan not only led the first base but did so with decisiveness; even Shen Chuan was under her command. That intrigued her.
But that wasn't all; she always felt there was something familiar about Ouyang Yan that she couldn't quite place.
In the supermarket, Yun Zhi Yue had lunch with Shen Chuan and his team. They were set to go on a mission in the afternoon and couldn't stay at Ning'an Base for long.
She had wanted to join them, but Shen Chuan forbade her from coming along due to Wei Shi's hatred towards her and the danger posed by werewolves. Instead, she returned to her own lair to rest.
"What is your Base Leader here for? How was Ning An established?"
Faced with Yun Zhi Yue's sudden question, Zhou Xiaoshou, who was munching on a crab, immediately raised the crab's claws. "I know this! Our Base Leader may look like she's in her forties, but she used to be an officer."
Yun Zhi Yue became interested and picked up a crab to join in. "Go on, tell me more."
Zhou Xiaoshou eagerly continued, "Our Base Leader, Ouyang Yan, comes from very humble beginnings—she grew up in a poor mountain village. But then she met this injured Captain on a mission for the country, and they formed a bond that took her out of the mountains."
Yun Zhi Yue responded with curiosity, "So Ouyang Yan saved that officer, and they fell in love and got married, which led to her gradually gaining power?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, everyone at the table looked at Yun Zhi Yue with strange expressions.
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