For That One Vote!

"Lu Qiang, what do you want?"

Shang Qian opened the dormitory door a crack, revealing half her body as she warily glanced at the security guard, Lu Qiang.

He was still the same person, yet somehow he felt different from before.

Lu Qiang stared at Shang Qian's clean, voluptuous body, feeling his masculine desire stir.

He chuckled.

"Director Shang, how about we talk inside your room?"

Shang Qian shot him a disgusted look and moved to close the door.

"That won't be convenient."

Who would have thought that the usually honest security guard, who could not squeeze a word out even if beaten with three sticks, would actually shove his arm straight into the gap in the door?

No matter how hard Shang Qian tried, she could not close it. Her face instantly turned cold.

"Lu Qiang, what do you mean by this? If you want food, I'll deliver it to everyone later. There's no point in acting like this."

Lu Qiang bared his teeth, revealing a mouthful of large yellow teeth.

"Food? Hahaha, I am here for food. But today, I want something different. I want some meat."

"Don't! Help... Mmph! Mmph!"

Using brute force, Lu Qiang forced the door open and grabbed Shang Qian by the throat. His two callused hands squeezed so hard that she could not breathe.

Shang Qian's eyes widened. Her voluptuous body was pinned against the wall, both her hairpins crushed out of shape as her feet kicked wildly at Lu Qiang.

Bang!

The door shut.

Shen Jin stood at the entrance to the second floor and pondered for a moment before heading down to the first floor.

Using dynamics and gravitational acceleration, he roughly calculated where the zombie would land if it ran out from the second floor and missed its footing.

Then he dug a four-meter-deep pit in that area.

The area was not small, but fortunately the ground was all dirt, and the two Iron Shovels dug quickly.

After setting everything up, Shen Jin was sweating heavily and once again lamented his homebody physique.

To prevent the zombie from having evolved agility as well, Shen Jin had specifically made himself an enclosed staircase leading directly from the second floor into the underground passage. If things went wrong, he could just burrow underground.

Of course, if nothing unexpected happened, Shen Jin would bury this strength-type zombie, dismantle his setup, and leave.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Standing off to the side, Shen Jin swung his left hand the instant he broke open the alloy door with the Diamond pickaxe (Defective).

Two stone blocks suddenly rose before him, reaching all the way to the ceiling.

The strength-type zombie inside indeed lunged out. In its ravenous state, it looked just like a virgin visiting a massage parlor for the first time.

Thud!

"Tsk, tsk. Tough hide, strong bastard."

The zombie fell from a height of six meters into the pit, yet it got back up at once. It then roared as it clawed frantically at the dirt, trying to climb back out.

But clearly, it was merely a brutish zombie that had evolved strength. It did not possess the agility of a Jumping Zombie.

Shen Jin opened up the two stone blocks, entered the second-floor room, and casually sealed the door behind him.

The zombie's roars outside immediately became much quieter.

The second-floor room was evidently where the shop owner had lived. It was filled with personal belongings, and Shen Jin casually looked around. Various daily necessities in the outer room had already been scattered all over the floor.

There was also some grimy liquid on the ground, probably zombie bodily fluid.

"Ugh... disgusting."

Everything in this room was too filthy, and Shen Jin had no interest in digging through it.

Shen Jin also guessed that the strength-type zombie from earlier was likely the shop owner. He had turned into a corpse in his own home during the apocalypse and remained trapped here until now.

"Then how did it evolve into a strength-type zombie?"

Shen Jin shook his head. Unable to come up with an answer, he opened the door and entered the inner room, which the zombie had not yet reached.

A tremendous surprise surged through him in an instant.

"This haul is insanely profitable!"

This shop owner was definitely a military enthusiast! The inner room was filled with the owner's prized collectibles.

Just how impressive could a military enthusiast's collection be when he sold security equipment?

Shen Jin casually picked up a satellite phone from the table.

It had a huge antenna, a black body, and even a docking base. Its design was striking and distinctive.

"Heh, it's actually a Maritime satellite phone. This thing is pretty expensive."

He casually dialed a few numbers and discovered that it still had power and signal!

This was fantastic! If anything happened in the future, he might even be able to contact the authorities.

Shen Jin remembered that the authorities had announced a satellite phone number for contacting them, though he could not recall it now. He would look for it in his diary when he got back.

Next, Shen Jin took everything visible in the room!

Obtained: Sharp Military dagger ×3

Obtained: Walkie-talkie ×10

Obtained: Fine Steel Longsword ×1

Obtained: Maritime satellite phone ×2

Obtained: Tactical backpack ×2

Obtained: Boutique electric baton ×1 (Charge: 40%)

After gathering everything, Shen Jin also found a camouflage-colored pair of binoculars.

Since it had made it into the second floor as part of a private collection, its quality certainly would not be poor.

Shen Jin looked out through the second-floor window. "Tsk, tsk, eight-times magnification. The clarity makes it feel like it's right in front of me!"

"Huh? Isn't that the Wanyu Company building? Damn, let me see how many zombies are still up there."

Gradually, Shen Jin's expression grew colder and colder.

He saw Lu Qiang gripping Shang Qian by the throat, his face full of viciousness.

"Fuck, what's happened to this world? I remember Lu Qiang being pretty honest before. You couldn't get a fart out of him with three sticks, yet now he actually dares to...!"

Shen Jin was furious. He knew exactly what Lu Qiang was trying to do.

Yes.

"Is there no one else up there? Hurry up and stop him!"

Shifting the binoculars, Shen Jin spotted someone on a protruding dormitory balcony next door. That person was holding binoculars and pointing at him while talking.

Who was that?

He raised the view upward and saw that familiar bald crown.

Director Wang!

"Fuck, why are you looking at me? Shang Qian is about to get raped!"

On the other side.

Director Wang habitually rubbed his fountain of wisdom and said to the people around him, "There's someone on the second floor of Haima Security across the way. He probably caused that commotion earlier."

"But... this guy is a little strange. He's wearing a full suit of iron armor. Isn't that heavy? Huh? He noticed us. Why does he keep pointing at us?"

The others fell silent for a moment before saying, "Could he be saying he wants to come over and save us?"

"Don't joke around. How could one person save anyone? Is he going to rush over with an electric baton?"

"He's still pointing. Even though I can't see his face under that helmet, he still seems really anxious."

Qi Tong muttered softly, "Could it be..."

Everyone began to focus. Sister Tong might have spoken somewhat carelessly, but her analyses and views on matters had always been rather unique.

"Could he mean that when we play chess, we're bound to get pointed at and criticized?"

"..."

Seeing the confused looks on everyone's faces across the way, Shen Jin felt helpless as well. Human communication had broken down. He truly did not know how their ancestors had communicated before language was invented.

Shen Jin watched as Lu Qiang pressed his nose against Shang Qian and sniffed her, his hands becoming increasingly excessive.

A question he had once asked his little niece surfaced in his mind:

When encountering injustice, what should one do?

Shen Jin had actually known the answer for a long time.

If he encountered such a situation out in the wild, he would definitely pretend not to see it and leave immediately. Even for that woman whose boyfriend's phone had run out of power, Shen Jin would not easily put himself at risk.

A gentleman does not stand beneath a crumbling wall.

Then Shen Jin turned and entered the tunnel, heading straight for Wanyu Group.

As he walked quickly, memories flowed through his eyes.

The day before he resigned, there had been a vote for the planning manager position. While everyone voted for the boss's niece to curry favor with him,

only Shang Qian still cast her vote for Shen Jin. After the results came out, she stormed away and personally went to argue with the boss.

A gentleman does not stand beneath a crumbling wall, but a gentleman should possess a righteous spirit and act without shame in his heart!