What Does It Mean to Be Unromantic?

Li Moxiao suddenly said as she ate, "I keep feeling like you're hiding all the good food. Was that steak smell I caught yesterday yours?"

"It wasn't me, I didn't do it, don't talk nonsense."

Shen Jin hurriedly waved his hands. If Li Moxiao found out he'd been eating steak in his private kitchen while making her eat plain rice...

The harmonious atmosphere he had worked so hard to build would instantly turn into an Asura Field.

"Oh."

Li Moxiao did not care much, concluding that her craving for food had caused an olfactory hallucination.

However, after the apocalypse, Li Moxiao had always been able to find food. It had been the same at the Gathering Place—no matter where people hid their food, she could find it.

She had a strange intuition that let her sense where food was.

And yesterday, she had escaped from the Gathering Place because she discovered there was not much food left in that supermarket for her to find.

So she had followed her intuition to this villa.

After eating and drinking his fill, Shen Jin returned to the tunnel and decided to continue along yesterday's route.

After checking the map, Shen Jin confirmed this trip's destination:

Seahorse Security Supplies Store.

It was a comprehensive security supply store that catered to both civilians and police.

There should be something there that interested him.

As a low-voltage engineer who loved tinkering with electrical systems and automation projects, Shen Jin had an above-average fondness for certain hardware and equipment.

Speaking of hardware, Shen Jin recalled the roomful of 3060Ti graphics cards he had owned the day before the apocalypse arrived.

Back then, he had thought they were precious treasures radiating the scent of cryptocurrency. Now, they were warehouse-clogging junk.

Why had Shen Jin not built himself a computer with the 3060Ti graphics cards?

Damn it! He had bought himself a 3090 long ago. The computer currently managing all those monitors was that one.

And damn, its computing power was incredible! It could process footage from dozens of cameras without lagging at all.

As he walked through the tunnel, Shen Jin felt that he was expanding farther and farther outward, and the time it took to travel was getting longer and longer.

His laziness was about to flare up.

"How about building some railroad tracks?"

Shen Jin quickly rejected the idea. It was not that he lacked iron—last time, he had hauled back an entire warehouse of finished iron blocks, so he could afford to splurge a little.

It was simply that the abilities brought by the Minecraft system could not allow the things he built to violate common sense. It was not like in the game, where he could lay down tracks, sit in a minecart, and ride back and forth.

There was no power!

If he could not solve the power source problem, Shen Jin would have to sit in the little cart like an idiot and push himself back and forth with his hands.

And there was no guide telling him how to solve the power problem for a rail vehicle.

Right!

"What if I find one of those foldable electric scooters outside and bring it back? I remember delivery drivers used to ride those things all over the streets."

Shen Jin's Blockify Ability had its limits. His item storage could only hold items measuring 1m by 1m, which meant he could not carry away many large objects.

Although Shen Jin could use his Blockify Ability to smash large objects into chunks, then what?

He would not be able to put them back together!

It took Shen Jin half an hour to reach yesterday's location. He glanced at the signboard marked "Wanyu Company Reception Desk."

Shen Jin picked his angle and began digging forward.

"Obtained Dirt ×3."

"Obtained Stone ×5."

At that moment, morning sunlight shone into the third floor of Wanyu Group.

Three months after the Zombie outbreak, factories had shut down, cars had stopped running, and humanity's pollution of the Earth had been put on pause.

The city's air instantly became fresher.

The most obvious change was that there were more days when people could see the sun. The city's uniquely gray winter skies had completely disappeared this year.

It felt like a nearsighted person suddenly putting on glasses.

Everything looked brand new!

The young man who had remarked yesterday that the married woman Qi Tong said flirtatious things even in broad daylight was named Zhao Mingkai. He was an utterly ordinary employee at this company.

He had joined the company at the same time as Shen Jin, but he was not as capable as Shen Jin and had gradually been left behind.

Moreover, because he was too blunt by nature, his coworkers did not like him, making him a dispensable member of the company.

But unlike Shen Jin, he could keep collecting a decent salary here until the company dissolved.

After becoming trapped in the third-floor dormitory area, he had developed a habit of getting up a little early every day to see who came out of the other rooms.

Oh, he lived alone.

No one liked living with someone who made every conversation awkward within a few sentences.

Seeing different men and women emerge from the rooms than yesterday, Zhao Mingkai kept shaking his head.

Shrugs.

Why did no one invite me into their room for the night?

At that moment, the room across from him opened. Balding Director Wang and another manager came out.

Inside, a young woman dressed provocatively remained behind, her brows brimming with springtime charm.

Zhao Mingkai knew her. Li Jie was a salesperson at Wanyu Group. Rumor had it that even before the apocalypse, she had been involved with several managers and directors.

Zhao Mingkai wrote down a few keywords in his notebook:

Threesome, second round, sweet as honey.

When he looked up, he found Li Jie already standing in front of him, carrying a distinctive fragrance.

"Mingkai, what are you writing down here? I see you peeking into my room every day. Got some ideas? Haha~"

Li Jie smiled and poked Zhao Mingkai's forehead with her finger.

As for looks, Zhao Mingkai was not bad-looking either. If he were not so blunt, the young women at the company would probably have been happy to be friends with him.

Li Jie also thought this young man was quite handsome, and she had not sampled him yet.

That was different from servicing those old men. She would enjoy herself much more.

Zhao Mingkai took a deep breath, knowing that the opportunity he had waited so long for might have arrived.

"Why do you all like those slick-tongued men? Why does nobody want an honest man like me?"

Li Jie let out a coquettish laugh, and her two white rabbit hair clips trembled.

"Because you don't know how to be romantic."

Zhao Mingkai's face filled with question marks. "How am I not romantic?"

Li Jie licked her lips, finding this honest boy rather cute.

"Come to my room tonight, and I'll tell you." Then she giggled and turned to go back inside, leaving Zhao Mingkai with an alluring view of her back.

Zhao Mingkai grabbed her arm. "No, explain it to me first."

Li Jie stared at him in stunned silence.

Rubbing the palm print on his left cheek, Zhao Mingkai continued sitting by the door and taking notes in his little notebook.

Sister Hong from the room next door was also a charming married woman. Looking at her figure, no one would guess she was already the mother of two children.

It had to be said that real estate companies had fairly strict requirements for their employees' appearances.

"Oh, yesterday, I practically wore my lips out just to get a bite to eat."

Zhao Mingkai said, "What did you say to him?"

Sister Hong said, "I didn't say anything at all!"

Zhao Mingkai: Stares blankly.

Zhao Mingkai always felt utterly out of place in this world.

Then he looked toward his fellow sufferer, the security guard uncle Lu Qiang. Only with Lu Qiang could he talk a little more. They both had extensive experience being disliked, so they got along well.

And most importantly, Lu Qiang did not mind that he was unromantic.

"Huh? Why did Lu Qiang go into Director Shang's room?"