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

11:20 AM on August 7, 2027.

Day four of the apocalypse. 154 bullets.

"Hehe—!"

"Aaaaaah... Help! Someone help... help..."

"Aaaaaah! It hurts! It hurts—!"

"Husband! No! You monsters!"

"Bang!"

"Waaaaah... Honey! Get up!"

"Daddy... Waaaaah... I want my daddy!"

Shenhe was startled awake by a commotion in bed. His mind was still foggy, but his body had already instinctively sat up. He scanned his surroundings warily. The space beside him was empty, and Li Yuetong's spot was already slightly cool. He glanced at the system map, and the green dot representing her was in the kitchen. His heart immediately settled down.

Outside the window, the man's agonizing screams continued, mixed with the heart-wrenching cries of the woman and child.

He got out of bed barefoot and walked to the window. He gently lifted a gap in the curtains, and the blinding sunlight suddenly pierced through. Shenhe subconsciously squinted and turned his head to avoid it, raising his hand to shield his eyes. It took him a few seconds to adjust to the light.

On the main road of the residential area, a man in his thirties was violently attacked and knocked down by two zombies.

A large chunk of flesh was ripped from his face, exposing his pale gums. A zombie knelt beside his face, lowered its head, and bit off his nose.

The other hand had already roughly torn open his abdomen, its sharp claws reaching inside to pull out a string of dark red intestines, which it shoved directly into his mouth. Liquid and feces poured out from the tear, and large amounts of blood spread beneath the man. The excruciating pain prevented him from making any sound; he could only convulse violently, quietly waiting for death to come.

Soon, the smell of blood and the cries attracted several more zombies, who gathered around to devour the food.

The man was soon devoured beyond recognition.

At the kitchen window on the ninth floor across the street, a long-haired woman was crying uncontrollably, throwing pots and pans downstairs in an attempt to distract the zombies. However, the zombies only glanced at the source of the noise before continuing to enjoy their "food."

The woman eventually broke down in tears, trembling as she closed the window, bent down to pick up a young child, staggered back into the living room, and disappeared through the window.

Li Yuetong jogged in from outside, hugged Shenhe tightly from behind, pressed her face against his back, and squeezed so hard that she almost made the muscles on his abs fall out.

Shenhe slowly lowered the curtains, patted her hand to help her relax, and when he turned around, he saw that her eyes were red and tears were about to fall; she was clearly terrified.

She looked up, her face filled with fear and unease, her voice trembling, "Mr. Shen, you'll protect me, you won't abandon me, right? You won't leave me..."

Shenhe raised his hand and rubbed her head, then cupped her small face and lowered his head to kiss her soft lips.

After a long, lingering kiss, he pulled her tightly into his arms, and her tense body gradually calmed down.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I won't abandon you."

Shenhe's voice came from above, gradually calming Li Yuetong's heartbeat. She buried her face in his chest and nodded vigorously, "Mmm... I knew it..."

Shenhe smoothly changed the subject, asking in a low voice,

What time did you get up?

"Around eight o'clock."

"Why didn't you call me?"

Li Yuetong looked up, her eyes still showing lingering fear, but she said softly, "You were sleeping so soundly, I didn't want to wake you. Are you hungry? Let's eat?"

She was wearing the same pajamas she wore last night, and when she looked up, her assets were exposed, the curves of her chest particularly eye-catching.

Shenhe lowered his head and kissed her on the corner of her mouth, teasing her on purpose, "Are you hungry? How about we eat first?"

A blush crossed Li Yuetong's face as she looked at him with a silly grin, "Hehehe...you can do whatever you want."

Shenhe reached out and gently pinched her nose. "Just kidding. We're going out to eat, and then we have to work."

Li Yuetong immediately took his arm and obediently followed. "There's not much work to do, just rice, noodles and potatoes left. I'm making pancakes, and the rice cooker is steaming rice. Seven batches have already been steamed, and I've made almost a hundred pancakes."

I've washed the cabbage and carrots; they can be eaten raw. I boiled the potatoes in a big pot, and I plan to fry some fries with the leftovers—I love fries.

Oh, and those eggs... I haven't dealt with them yet. They're covered in chicken droppings, it's disgusting. I'll deal with them last.

Shenhe looked at her in surprise, "So much? How did you manage all that? What about the hundred catties of peanuts?"

Li Yuetong tilted her little face up, smiling smugly, her expression practically screaming, "Come praise me! I've blown them all up!"

Shenhe was shocked. "One hundred jin?!"

Li Yuetong nodded vigorously, her eyes curving into two crescent moons, looking extremely smug. "Mhm!"

Shenhe looked at her as if she were a rare treasure, "Tongtong, you are so capable! You are simply my god! I almost feel reluctant to bully you."

He had originally planned to slowly fry peanuts today, and then deal with the cabbage, potatoes, carrots and such, but the girl finished it all without saying a word this morning.

The exhilarating feeling of having your work done by someone else, losing your job but still getting paid! Who can understand that!

So cool!

Upon hearing this, Li Yuetong's expression instantly turned anxious, and she shook her head repeatedly, "Oh no! That won't do! No, no, Mr. Shen, you're going to bully me!"

Shenhe laughed heartily and deliberately pinched her cheek. "Fine, then I'll bully you to death from now on."

Li Yuetong finally breathed a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly.

"Mmm-hmm!"

She felt something was missing when Mr. Shen wasn't bullying her; yes, it was happiness.

When Shenhe walked into the kitchen, he was even more convinced that Li Yuetong was truly capable.

The cleaned Chinese cabbage and carrots were neatly stacked together, standing upright!

A large bowl of steaming white rice sat beside a large bowl of golden, soft sugar pancakes, while new ones were being baked in the electric griddle. A large storage box on the cabinet was filled with bright red fried peanuts.

Almost every single one was the same color, and they were even sprinkled with salt beforehand, making them look delicious.

The peanuts had cooled completely. Shenhe casually grabbed a few and tossed them into his mouth. They were perfectly crisp with a crunch, neither too old nor too raw, with a perfect balance of saltiness—the cooking time was just right.

She is equally at home in the living room and the kitchen.

She can lie on a table and kneel in a corridor.

This woman is absolutely amazing.

After taking a walk around the kitchen, I realized that I was almost done. Apart from rice and flour, all the other ingredients had been processed. I could only make as much as I could with the remaining ingredients.

Finally, Shenhe stopped praising Li Yuetong so much that she was practically snotting from her nose, and then prepared to eat.

It's lunchtime, time to eat well.

Braised pork belly, cola chicken wings, and pork rib soup—each of them had a favorite dish, as if the apocalypse hadn't happened.

"You're eating, why are you staring at me like that?"

Shenhe asked Li Yuetong curiously, since she had been staring at him with her beautiful eyes ever since they started eating.

Li Yuetong's face flushed slightly. She bit her chopsticks with her little teeth, rolled her eyes, and then smiled and said...

"Didn't Mr. Shen say that I should look you in the eye while you're eating? Otherwise it's impolite!"

Shenhe squinted. "Ha! Good! Right!"

Li Yuetong smiled, pursing her lips, "Hehe..."

After eating and resting for a while, Li Yuetong went to make pancakes, while Shenhe moved the more than 2000 eggs to the living room, washed off the chicken droppings, and then boiled them!

An hour passed.

"Ho ho! Ho ho!"

"Clap clap clap clap clap!"

Outside the window, the howling of zombies rang out again!

Then came a flurry of footsteps.

Someone else has gone out!

It seems the survivors' supplies are running out!

Not every household keeps rice and noodles on hand.