Xu Qian's eyes flickered, and she patted his head.
"Yes, you will become that kind of person. I believe you."
"Starting tomorrow, you can take missions yourself, or you can try teaming up with others.
People with strong abilities absolutely don't care how much you talk; they only care about how much you do, understand?"
Xu Qian knew he was socially awkward, but that wasn't an excuse.
The strong must face their weaknesses head-on and resolve them quickly!
Lu Yang was stunned and trembled, "Didn't you say a month?"
He hadn't experienced enough yet!
Xu Qian reached up and pulled down her mask, revealing her familiar face, beautiful and confident.
"Just kidding, you actually believed me."
"There are many things I need to do. You understand."
Lu Yang naturally understood. He raised his chin slightly, his previously unconfident body instantly straightening.
"I understand. One day, I will definitely become one of the top powerhouses in the apocalypse and fight alongside you."
"Good, I'll wait for you."
Xu Qian crossed her arms, watching Lu Yang's retreating back, her dark eyes flickering.
Lu Yang was definitely one of the top ten powerhouses in the apocalypse.
Absolutely.
"My little zombie, why aren't you wearing your mask?"
A man hugged her from behind, and warmth instantly enveloped her.
Xu Qian turned and buried her face in his chest, rubbing against him.
"To breathe."
Guan Weiyun stroked her little head and said gravely, "Today, the Yu Corporation called over a dozen times, asking me to send people to support them."
"How scared are they of you?"
Xu Qian chuckled softly, "This is just the first."
The girl hugged his waist, tilting her head up to look at him.
Her eyes darted around, as if plotting something mischievous.
"Just have your people guard the headquarters, and say... you're short-handed."
"Okay."
The man bent down and touched her forehead, a rare gesture that felt more intimate than anything else.
"Let's go back."
Xu Qian's dark eyes flickered, and she softly hummed in agreement.
The leader of the base personally cooked dinner, a rather unappetizing Western meal.
It featured steak from the mutated beasts developed by the base and aged red wine treasured by Guan Weicheng.
"My little zombie, you've worked hard today."
The man raised his wine glass, and Xu Qian pursed her lips into a smile, raising her own.
*Clink.*
Xu Qian took a sip; it was sweet.
As they ate and drank, Xu Qian became a tipsy little zombie.
Xu Qian never expected to get drunk as a zombie.
What was the principle behind it?
The girl's cheeks were flushed as she leaned against the man's chest.
"Don't call me 'little zombie' anymore. It sounds terrible, you know?"
Guan Weiyun was also a bit drunk, but he still had some awareness.
He raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "It sounds quite nice."
"It's fine to call me that in bed, but not out here!"
"So annoying!"
Xu Qian genuinely disliked the nickname 'little zombie.' She was human!
She wasn't a zombie!
The man leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Then what should I call you? Darling, or Madam?"
Xu Qian's face grew even redder, and she mumbled hazily, "What Madam? I'm not your wife..."
"You are, my Madam."
In Guan Weiyun's eyes, Xu Qian's ability to help Hope Base, coupled with his attraction to her... body, made her a suitable candidate.
To be his Madam, the Madam of Hope Base.
It wasn't a bad prospect.
"Madam, is that okay?"
The man's entire body felt hot. He moved closer to her rosy face and couldn't help but kiss her.
The girl hooked her arms around his neck, tilting her head up to exhale a breath of wine onto his face.
In that moment, Guan Weiyun felt as if he were also getting drunk.
Xu Qian traced his handsome features with her fingers: his beautiful, dark eyebrows, his high nose bridge, his lips as red as blood.
She licked her lower lip and kissed him.
The rich aroma of wine filled their mouths.