Zombie Apocalypse: Don't be afraid, I'm not a good person.

7:30 a.m. on August 2, 2027.

Shenhe only slept for two hours before being woken up by the alarm clock. He opened his heavy eyelids and groggily looked out the window. The sky outside was still pitch black. Although the wind was not as violent as last night, the rain was still pouring down, making the glass rattle.

I forced myself to get up, wash my face, brush my teeth, and go to the bathroom to clear the memory. I had only cleared half of it when my phone in the bedroom started ringing. I quickly squeezed out the remaining half of the memory!

He wiped his bottom, washed his hands, and ran to the bedroom.

The caller ID reads Zhao Guodong.

Shenhe answered the phone: "Hello, Uncle Zhao."

"Don't come to work today, don't come over." Zhao Guodong's voice was irritated. "The rain is too heavy, the sewers are all full, and the water on the road is ankle-deep. Stay home and rest. I'll let you know whether you come to work tomorrow."

"Didn't the experts say the heavy rain would only last today? It should subside by tomorrow, right?"

Zhao Guodong scoffed, "You're listening to those experts talking nonsense! These days, nothing they say makes as much sense as the barks of those stray dogs outside our supermarket!"

Shenhe opened his mouth, but found he couldn't refute it at all. "Okay, I understand..."

Since I don't have to go to work, I might as well catch up on some sleep, but it feels like I've only just fallen asleep when the doorbell wakes me up! Damn it!

Shenhe peered through the peephole and saw Li Wei standing outside the door, who opened it expressionlessly.

"What's up?"

Li Wei, dressed in bright red pajamas, instinctively took a small step back when the door opened, pushed up her glasses, bent slightly at the waist, and put on an embarrassed smile.

"Um... hello, excuse me for bothering you, but do you have any painkillers at home? We just moved here and haven't had time to stock up on medicine yet. It's raining too hard outside, so it's inconvenient to go out to buy some..."

Li Wei's gaze wandered, as if he disliked making eye contact with people. After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but scratch his head.

Shenhe saw him touching his head and assumed he'd caught a chill from the sudden drop in temperature. "Do you have a headache?"

Li Wei quickly waved his hand and explained, "No, no, no, it wasn't me, it was my wife who had a terrible stomachache..."

This bastard is so powerful? He made my stomach hurt!

Upon hearing that Li Yuetong had a stomachache, Shenhe subconsciously looked at Li Wei's crotch.

Indeed, with Li Yuetong's looks and figure, it's hard to imagine anyone resisting the temptation and wanting to do it multiple times.

Shenhe composed himself, stepped aside, and said, "Come in, no need to change your shoes. I'll go get you some medicine. Is your wife seriously ill? Do you need help going to the hospital?"

"It's not serious, just a little bleeding. She said some painkillers will do the trick. Thank you."

Shenhe turned back to look at Li Wei in surprise, "What? You're bleeding and you say it's not serious?"

It turned out that Li Wei was hesitant to speak, looking like he didn't know what to say!

How could he not understand! He felt like he'd eaten dog shit, and his dislike for Li Wei grew even stronger!

I never expected Li Yuetong to be such an innocent young lady.

After seeing Li Wei off, Shenhe lost his appetite for breakfast. He watched some mindless videos for a while, then went back to sleep. In his dream, Li Yuetong was his woman, but she was bitten by a zombie and screamed in agony…

The zombie that bit her looked like him!

……

Room 1101.

When Li Wei pushed the door open and came back, Li Yuetong was frowning, curled up on the sofa, holding a cup of hot water. She took small sips, and after drinking, she pressed the warm cup to her lower abdomen to warm it. There was a hint of lazy weariness in her eyes.

She was wearing the same red pajamas as Li Wei. Although they were a loose style, they accentuated her figure, making her waist look even slimmer.

The clean lines flowed down from her waist and hips, even stretching the loose pajama pants to reveal a captivating silhouette. Her legs were long, shapely, and fleshy, soft and alluring.

Li Yuetong's languid voice was even softer and sweeter than it had been in front of strangers yesterday, "My husband is back? Is he?"

"Okay." Li Wei quickly opened the blister pack, took out two pills, and held them to her lips. "Here, take your medicine."

After taking her medicine, Li Yuetong slumped onto the sofa, feeling utterly exhausted. "When the rain stops, remember to buy some fruit and give it to the neighbors to thank them."

Li Wei filled the water glass with hot water and sat down at Li Yuetong's feet. "Isn't it a bit too much trouble? We can help him if he needs anything in the future, right?"

Li Yuetong kicked him disapprovingly, "That's different, you're treating this as a gift! Just listen to me."

"oh."

Li Wei's hometown is far from here, and the two of them both developed their careers here. They bought a house here to get married. Today, they planned to go to Li Wei's parents' place and invite them to stay here for a few days, but the rain delayed them.

But it's all good. After running around all day yesterday, my delayed period suddenly came, and my stomach hurt terribly. I was too lazy to move.

The next day, August 3rd.

The heavy rain started late last night, then turned into moderate rain, and this morning it turned into a light drizzle.

The water on the streets had receded, leaving only occasional puddles in low-lying areas. After receiving the message to go to work, Shenhe arrived at the subway station as usual, but as soon as he entered the station, he sensed that something was wrong; many people were wearing masks.

As he entered the carriage, a dozen or so office workers were scattered about, some sitting and some standing. Shenhe found his usual spot and sat down.

"Ahem!"

"Cough cough cough...cough cough!"

"cough!"

Inside the carriage, coughing could be heard everywhere.

After carefully looking around, I found quite a few sick people—a total of sixteen, and a whopping twelve of them were coughing!

Three of them had severe coughs, and we were afraid they would cough up their lungs next time!

Shenhe looked away, took a mask out of his pocket and put it on. He didn't think much of it, assuming it was just a severe flu caused by the sudden drop in temperature. After all, he had gotten used to it over the years, and similar viruses had never stopped appearing.

The subway train pulled away from the platform and into a dark tunnel, leaving only the sound of coughing echoing through the carriage.

"Young man, could you please give me your seat?"

Shenhe didn't hear it the first time, because a large group of people came up at the second stop, and the coughing increased.

"You little bastard, give me your seat! Hurry up! How can you be so rude! Can't you see I'm an elderly person?! Didn't your parents teach you how to respect your elders?!"

He heard it the second time. The old lady's attitude was very bad. Her voice suddenly rose, carrying an undisguised arrogance. She almost shouted it out and even cursed at people!

People around turned around in surprise to look at the arrogant and rude old woman, while others looked at Shenhe, the unlucky fellow, with pity.

This was the first time Shenhe had encountered something like this. He frowned, and a surge of anger welled up inside him.

He looked up coldly at the old woman in front of him. She was over sixty years old and was staring at him fiercely with bloodshot eyes. Her expression was also fierce. Most young girls would probably have been scared away by her.

Shenhe has quite a temper. If it weren't for the rule of law and the harmony of society, he wouldn't want to provoke the elderly and cause himself trouble. He would have already punched her and given her a good beating.

He's easily swayed by gentle persuasion but not by force. If you're nice to him and coax him, he'll give in, but that's absolutely not going to work in this situation.

He slowly stood up. With his shoes on, he was 1.82 meters tall, while the old lady was not even up to his shoulder.

Shenhe lowered his head, his eyes coldly fixed on the old woman's, and said calmly, "Get out!"

Hearing this, the old woman's anger intensified, her expression became even more ferocious, the blood vessels in her eyes moved eerily, and even the veins around her eyes began to appear like a spider web. "You have no father...!"

"roll-!"

Before she could finish speaking, Shenhe suddenly roared, startling the onlookers.

Damn it, how dare he mention that he has no parents!

"Well…"

The old lady shuddered from the shout, the bloodshot around her eyes quickly disappeared, and the whites of her eyes began to clear.

A look of confusion appeared in his eyes, and the muscles in his ferocious face froze. After a few seconds, he realized what he was doing.

"Oh dear~ If you don't want to let me, then don't! Why are you yelling? Really... what's wrong with me... cough cough! I'm not that kind of person."

The old lady muttered to herself as she walked away with a puzzled expression, as if she didn't know why she had just gotten into an argument with someone.

"It's a traditional virtue for young people to give up their seats to the elderly. If you don't want to, then don't. How can you be so rude to an elderly person?"

Shenhe slowly turned his head, looking expressionlessly at the old man who had spoken up, "You get lost too!"

"You! You! Ugh! You're a madman! A madman!"

The old man felt a chill run down his spine from that cold, ruthless gaze. He muttered a few words and slunk away.

The people around them all silently turned their heads away, and no one dared to say another word.

The weak fear the strong, and the strong fear the ruthless. Shenhe had been in many fights since he was a child, and when he got angry, he had a fierce streak. Naturally, no one dared to cause trouble for him. These days, it's better to avoid trouble.

When elderly people try to extort money, they do so based on the person they're dealing with.