Chapter 68: Zhao Wanrong's Thoughts

Chapter 68: Zhao Wanrong's Thoughts

"The blood moon in the sky should have caught everyone's attention. Starting tonight, some of you will awaken as ability users, each with unique powers. So don't be alarmed. Those who become ability users should report their abilities to me. Additionally, the zombies will grow stronger, so be more vigilant when encountering them in the future."

After saying this, Ye Zian left the cafeteria. With a rough outline in place, he trusted the core members of the stronghold to look after the details and to help the new members find suitable departments.

Outside the cafeteria, Ye Zian gazed at the blood moon looming overhead. The round moon was at least three times larger than usual, almost pressing down on him. Having cycled through four phases—scarlet, vermilion, crimson, and finally scarlet red—he waited to see what abilities he might awaken that night.

There was an unusual energy coursing through Ye Zian's body, nearing activation.

Pondering this, Ye Zian felt curious about what power he would gain. He dismissed the thought, knowing he would find out soon enough. Lin Qianqian was waiting for him in the villa, and he had other plans to tend to afterward.

Inside the villa, all was dark. Were it not for his Chaotic Yin-Yang technique sensing Lin Qianqian and Liu Qinghuan inside, he would have thought it empty. Amused, he played along with their setup, lowering his usual mental guard to enjoy the moment.

Navigating the villa was no challenge for Ye Zian. Following his memory, he reached his master bedroom, curious about what surprises they had prepared for him.

When he opened the door, the room was empty, with no sign of the two girls.

"Huh! Not here?"

"Surprise!"

Lin Qianqian and Liu Qinghuan jumped out from either side of the door. A pink ambient light appeared out of nowhere, filling the room with an intimate atmosphere.

The lamp likely came from Lin Qianqian's spatial ring. How thoughtful of them to concoct such a plan.

Ye Zian scrutinized the two of them. Lin Qianqian was in the maid outfit he had once asked her to wear, complete with white stockings, while Liu Qinghuan donned a white princess dress with black stockings.

Their long legs accentuated the youthful exuberance of the two girls. Both had styled their hair in pigtails, their faces pure and innocent yet filled with bashfulness as they gazed at Ye Zian.

The shy yet adoring glances they cast him were accentuated by the room's shifting pink light. Swallowing hard, Ye Zian felt his throat dry and his breathing grow heavy.

Quickly shedding his battle gear, Ye Zian dove into their embrace like a wolf among sheep, and the scene turned intense.

The pink light persisted, and though it was a cold night in January, the room's temperature only rose rather than dropped.

After a long while, watching Lin Qianqian and Liu Qinghuan fall asleep, Ye Zian left the villa to head to the neighboring one.

Zhao Wanrong dragged her weary self into the residential villa for civilians, aiming to relax with a shower. Managing nearly two thousand work assignments together had exhausted her, taking two arduous hours to allocate the roles.

Discarding her professional image for a moment, she carelessly kicked her high heels into a corner of the bedroom, rubbed her temples, switched to slippers, and prepared for a hot bath to relieve her weary body.

Suddenly, strong arms encircled her waist, and a solid chest pressed against her back.

"Why are you here? Shouldn't you be with your other companions?" Zhao Wanrong spoke flatly, failing to hide her jealousy but allowing a faint smile to touch her lips.

"Of course, I came to accompany you."

Ye Zian hugged Zhao Wanrong, settling onto her large bed. Zhao Wanrong's elegant face was tinged with jealousy as she looked at him.

"Sister Wanrong, are you jealous?"

She didn't say anything, just leaned closer, her delicate face showing a hint of panic.

"No, what's the point of being jealous?"

Feeling alone, with just her and Ye Zian in the room, Zhao Wanrong let down her guard, displaying a tender demeanor. While she projected strength in her professional life, she used it as a shield, concealing her vulnerabilities.

Ye Zian's fervent kiss took Zhao Wanrong's breath away.

"I haven't bathed yet."

"No need, save the water for the stronghold. We'll need to shower again soon anyway."

With that, clothes scattered across the floor. Shadows intertwined.

"Sigh."

Zhao Wanrong's body was limp, she threw a reproachful glance at Ye Zian:

"Look at me now. Where do I have the energy left to bathe?"

Without much talk, Ye Zian carried Zhao Wanrong to the bathroom, where a 4-square-meter bath awaited.

Understanding his intentions, Zhao Wanrong did not protest, merely cursed under her breath: "The land's gonna be plowed over."

He closed the bathroom door, and within, the sound of waves crashing on rocks echoed.

Much later, Ye Zian carried Zhao Wanrong out of the bathroom. She nestled into his arms, brushed his robust face, and spoke:

"You don't have to compensate me purposefully. Everything I do is because I want to. I hope our relationship is genuine and not a means to stabilize the stronghold."

Reflecting, she understood Ye Zian came today partly to soothe her. Though he was like an emperor in the stronghold and she the empress, she just wanted their connection to be pure rather than tied by interests.

Having seen too much of the dark bargains in the business world, Zhao Wanrong cherished her purity before the apocalypse.

She spoke the truth. Ye Zian intended to reassure her and maintain the stronghold's stability but genuinely cared for Zhao Wanrong.

"I—"

Before he could explain, Zhao Wanrong placed a finger on his lips.

With enchanting charm, she exuded a unique aura, once again leaning into Ye Zian, gazing directly and whispered:

"If you want to compensate me, give me a child. At least then I'll have something to rely on in the stronghold, and a bond between us."

This was a wish Ye Zian certainly could fulfill.

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𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙙𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙟𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙮. 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙗𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚!

𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝘁𝗼:

• 𝘽𝙤𝙜𝙙𝙖𝙣 𝙋𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙪

• 𝙅𝙘𝟭𝟮𝟬𝟮

• 𝘼𝙝𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙟𝙖𝙝

𝗔𝘀 𝗮 𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗻, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘂𝗻𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸:

• 𝗘𝘅𝗰𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗔𝗰𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀: 𝙂𝙚𝙩 𝟯𝟱+ 𝙖𝙙𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚.

• 𝗘𝘅𝗰𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗦𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁-𝗢𝘂𝘁: 𝙍𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩!

𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗳𝘂𝗲𝗹𝘀 𝗺𝘆 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽𝘀 𝗺𝗲 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝘂𝗻𝗶𝘁𝘆. 𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮 𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗻 𝘆𝗲𝘁, 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗷𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘂𝘀!

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