Apocalypse: The White Moonlight Became a Possessive Mad Dog

[If what I saw last time was just you two sleeping in the same bed, that could be explained, but now the situation is that you're not only sleeping in the same bed, but you're also hugging and cuddling, and you're even touching his face...]

"Don't keep nagging in my head."

【……sorry.】

Su Han simply told the system her guess, and System 111 remained silent after hearing it.

[You mean you think the male lead also read the original novel?]

"Otherwise, how do you explain this situation?"

"...That's impossible. If he knew what his future would hold, he would avoid those who would betray him. But right now, we're clearly deliberately following the plot and looking for those who bullied the protagonist. It doesn't seem like we have foresight..."

It's more like revenge.

The system's voice grew softer and softer.

Su Han's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

After a long silence, the system weakly spoke:

[You think...this male lead is a reincarnated character?]

The system seemed very scared when it said this, and it stuttered a little.

"Rebirth?...Does rebirth even exist in the world of novels?"

【What if? It's better to be safe than sorry! What if this novel was already adapted into a TV series and is now being remade?】System 111 trembled.

Su Han sighed, "I don't know, we'll find out when Shen Chengyin wakes up."

That makes sense... given your past relationship, he probably wouldn't harm you.

Even a day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness. We can't let our brotherhood of over a year be so weak that we can't even save each other's lives.

Shen Chengyin was still fast asleep, his eyes tightly closed. Su Han rubbed the man's ears with her fingers until they were warm, then brought some cool water and placed it on his forehead.

For an entire day, Su Han didn't even leave the house.

If you get really hungry, just drink some water or eat some bread that you can get your hands on.

The following night, Shen Chengyin's fever returned. Su Han was in a flurry of activity and didn't sleep a wink all night.

The next day, there was another knock on the door.

Su Han opened the door quietly, just like yesterday, and outside stood Old Zhao with a helpless expression.

"Ah Han... is Shen Chengyin feeling better?"

Su Han shook her head. "It's not good. It seems like I have gastroenteritis, and the high fever won't go down. I was just about to go to the hospital to get some medicine. What's wrong, brother?"

"The leader has mandated that you depart today. If this batch of weapons falls into the wrong hands, the consequences will be unimaginable..."

Old Zhao hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Su Han understood his meaning and his predicament.

Cheng Yibin put pressure on Lao Zhao.

But Shen Chengyin is not in good condition right now, so they can't leave the city.

After refusing Lao Zhao's offer again, Su Han returned to her dormitory and began packing the things she needed for the mission.

Based on past experience, Shen Chengyin should wake up on the third day.

If I sleep any longer, my body probably won't be able to take it.

Su Han stayed up all night watching over Shen Chengyin. He couldn't hold on any longer, so he took a nap while holding Shen Chengyin's fluffy head.

He was awakened by a loud knocking on the door before he was even halfway through his dream.

This can no longer be called knocking; it's more like banging on the door.

Su Han opened the door, but instead of Old Zhao, a strange man stood outside.

The other person had a fierce look on their face, staring at Su Han with a menacing gaze, looking her up and down, and then looking past Su Han to see what was going on inside the dormitory.

Su Han shifted her feet, blocking the other person's view.

"Ah Han, we're all superhumans, why are you all being treated differently and ignoring the leader's words?"

The other party's opening remarks were full of hostility.

Su Han feigned ignorance, tilting her head slightly, "Who are you?"

"Who am I? I'm the one who sees you as someone who doesn't believe me. It's all over the place now that Shen Chengyin is faking illness to avoid missions. In this apocalypse, which superhuman doesn't want to contribute to the base? Hmm? You guys are just being unconventional?"

"Did the leader send you here?" Su Han asked.

The man grabbed Su Han's shoulder and shoved her hard. "Never mind who sent me, you guys have to go on the mission today!"

Su Han was pushed back two steps, but after regaining her footing, she didn't rush to make a move.

The other party's intention to cause trouble was too obvious, even somewhat... like they had lost their minds.

He turned his head and looked down the corridor.

It was unusually quiet, but judging from the light and shadow, many dormitory doors on both sides of the corridor were open.

Are they hiding someone? Are they planning to force him to take action, and then arrest him in full view of everyone on the grounds of harming their own kind?

Su Han took a half step back, showing no impulsiveness.

"That's a bit of a stretch. Shen Chengyin is already ill; are you going to force him to carry out a mission?"

The other person's eyes lit up. "Sick? He's a beginner-level life ability user! He can get sick?"

Su Han was stunned, her heart sinking.

I've been so busy making excuses these past two days that I've forgotten about this whole thing.

Old Zhao is an ordinary person without any superpowers, so he wouldn't immediately suspect anything related to superpowers and could easily fool the person in front of him. But this person in front of him most likely has superpowers, and he can't be fooled anymore.

Seeing Su Han's stunned expression, the man smirked, "Come, come, let me see how sick our base's junior life ability user has become?"

He raised his hand, pressed down on Su Han's shoulder, and pushed her aside, trying to squeeze into the room.

Su Han naturally wouldn't let him go.

He grabbed the man's arm, but dared not use force.

The other party, emboldened, said, "What, you want to fight me?"

He deliberately raised his voice, as if afraid that the people squatting outside wouldn't hear him.

He lowered his head and pressed closer step by step, forcing Su Han to retreat.

When the man entered the room, he looked up with a smug smile, but the smile in his eyes vanished instantly when he saw the bed behind Su Han.

Then a look of horror appeared on his face.

The next second, the look of terror receded like the tide, replaced by pupils as still as a lake.

The man turned around and walked stiffly outside.

Su Han hadn't expected this to happen, and neither had the people outside who were ordered to squat and watch the show.

Someone couldn't resist leaning out and calling out to the man's retreating figure, "Hey, Zhou An, where are you going?!"

The man didn't reply, he just kept walking forward until he reached the end of the corridor, where he opened the window and jumped out in front of everyone.

A dead silence.

"……Hold?"

Finally, someone reacted, rushed forward, and peered out the window.

This is the third floor. Even if a normal person falls and lands on the concrete floor, they might not necessarily die.

But when Zhou An jumped down, it seemed he deliberately chose the right spot, jumping towards a sharp stone step below.

His head hit it and was instantly pierced, leaving a huge hole; blood and brain matter spilled all over the ground.

Dead beyond dead.

"...Damn it, someone's dead?"

"Zhou An committed suicide by jumping off a building?!"

"Crazy?...This must be a joke, right??"

The crowd was horrified.

Su Han seemed to sense something and turned to look back into the room.

He met the gaze of the man sitting on the edge of the bed. The man's messy bangs obscured his eyes, and through the gaps, he could see dark pupils staring at him intently.