Incompetent Rage

The two of them went to room 602 and rummaged around, taking all the usable containers to collect water. Not having time to wait for the containers to fill, Wang Tao took Ding Yuqin downstairs to other rooms. He also reminded the Balding Uncle.

The Balding Uncle was also a smart man and was already collecting water, but he still thanked Wang Tao for the reminder.

After busying themselves for a whole morning, they finally filled all the water containers in these empty houses. Wang Tao prepared to take Ding Yuqin back to cook.

"Oh! I suddenly remembered, I haven't stored any water at my place..."

Ding Yuqin suddenly slapped her forehead, a little embarrassed.

"...Then let's go to your place first, we can cook later."

Actually, Wang Tao had also forgotten.

"Thank you!"

Coming out of 201, as they walked to the fourth floor, Wang Tao suddenly heard some noise from room 401.

Wang Tao didn't speak, while Ding Yuqin subconsciously hid behind Wang Tao, nervously grabbing the corner of Wang Tao's clothes.

She didn't know there were Survivors inside; she thought there were Zombies.

Wang Tao made a shushing gesture, then went to the door of 401 and listened carefully.

He vaguely heard a man's low cursing inside, as if he was cursing why the power was out, causing him to be unable to play his games, but as he cursed, he started crying.

Wang Tao was a little speechless. Was the focus now on electricity? It should be on how to survive in the future! Ding Yuqin obviously also heard the sound inside, but unlike Wang Tao's incomprehension, she could somewhat understand why the other party was addicted to games.

It wasn't because the game was so fun, but because he was already desperate. He didn't want to face this desperate world; he was escaping reality.

"If it weren't for Wang Tao, maybe I would be like this too..."

Ding Yuqin felt a little fortunate in her heart.

"Let's go."

Wang Tao shook his head. After all, it was someone else's business, and he didn't want to interfere too much.

Arriving on the fifth floor, Ding Yuqin invited Wang Tao into her house.

"It's a little messy inside..."

Ding Yuqin was slightly embarrassed.

This was Wang Tao's first time at her house.

Ding Yuqin's house had the same layout as 602 upstairs, with three bedrooms and two living rooms. However, her house was decorated more warmly and had a more homely atmosphere.

The mess she mentioned referred to the pile of Film City props in the living room.

"These are things from your Brother Zhao's work, he doesn't let me tidy them up... The house is a bit messy, don't mind it."

"It's about the same as my place."

Wang Tao smiled and shook his head. If Ding Yuqin hadn't helped him tidy up, his house would be even messier.

"Let's collect water first."

"Okay."

After busying themselves for a while, preparing all the usable containers and turning on all the faucets, Ding Yuqin said to Wang Tao, "Wang Tao, I can watch it. It'll take a while to fill the bathtub with water, you sit for a while first..."

"Okay."

Wang Tao responded, but didn't sit down, instead wandering around her house.

Her living room was very large and had good lighting.

A huge photo frame hung on the sofa wall.

In the photo, a woman in a white wedding dress intimately held the arm of the man beside her, her face full of a bright smile. The man in a suit looked at the woman affectionately, his eyes full of tenderness... Under the bright sunlight, the two seemed to be shining.

The people in this photo were Ding Yuqin and her husband, Zhao Yuan.

On the side of the sofa, there was a floor-standing clothes rack with a set of pure white strapless wedding dresses hanging on it.

This was the same style as Ding Yuqin's wedding dress in the photo, or it was the same set. It was normal for rich people to buy the wedding dresses they liked.

Wang Tao looked at the photo, then at the wedding dress.

He had heard that women with small chests couldn't pull off this kind of wedding dress, and he always felt that some parts of Ding Yuqin in the photo had been photoshopped. But unfortunately, he had no way to prove it.

"Wang Tao, I'll go get you a glass of water!"

Ding Yuqin came out of the bathroom, feeling it wasn't appropriate to invite Wang Tao into her house without even offering him a glass of water.

Although it was already the end of the world, it hadn't been long, and she still retained her former politeness.

By the time Ding Yuqin came back with a glass of water, Wang Tao suddenly asked:

"Brother Zhao contacted you before, right? How is he?"

"He... he's probably met with misfortune!"

Speaking of her husband, a look of grief immediately appeared on Ding Yuqin's face.

"He went to Film City to work early that day. After the virus outbreak, he kept sending me messages, telling me to hold on and wait for rescue. But the day before the internet was cut off, he stopped sending messages, and no matter how I messaged him, he wouldn't reply... Waa..."

At the sad part, Ding Yuqin covered her face and wept.

"Brother Zhao is blessed by the heavens, maybe he's safe now. The reason he's not replying is just because his phone is out of power. Sister-in-law, don't worry too much..."

Wang Tao comforted her.

"Alas, that's impossible. He told me at the time that he had borrowed a power bank, look..."

Ding Yuqin wiped away her tears as she took her phone from the table.

Although the internet was down, the chat app could still view local chat history.

But after flipping through the chat history, her face suddenly turned red, and she put her phone away.

"Cough, the record is deleted... Um, I'll go see if the water is full."

Ding Yuqin wiped her tears and quickly left, wearing pink and white sneakers.

She was obviously lying, but Wang Tao thought it was because she and Zhao Yuan had some private things that were inconvenient for outsiders to see, so he didn't care.

But in reality, in Ding Yuqin and Zhao Yuan's chat history, Zhao Yuan said some things about Wang Tao, and they weren't very nice. Ding Yuqin didn't dare to show them to Wang Tao. Otherwise, if she made Wang Tao unhappy and he didn't take care of her, she would only be able to wait for death...

When the apocalypse arrived, Zhao Yuan couldn't come back, so he could only comfort Ding Yuqin while trying to find a way. Then Zhao Yuan heard from other survivors that Wang Tao was at home.

In terms of physical fitness alone, men are definitely more advantageous than women. In a chaotic environment, having a man around is definitely more convenient. Especially since Wang Tao was already strong and sturdy, and looked like someone you didn't want to mess with.

The couple were neighbors with Wang Tao, and their relationship with Wang Tao wasn't great, but at least it wasn't bad.

So Zhao Yuan sent a message to Wang Tao, hoping that Wang Tao could take care of Ding Yuqin. After the chaos was over, he would definitely thank Wang Tao.

As a result, Wang Tao didn't reply to a single message.

At the time of the apocalypse outbreak, a theory was popular in some small circles—the better a person's physical fitness, the less likely they were to be infected with the virus; the worse a person's physical fitness, the more likely they were to be infected.

Wang Tao later saw this unfounded claim online, and he didn't agree with it. Instead, he felt that this was an excuse made up by some people who wanted to abandon the old, weak, women, and children.

But whether he believed it or not didn't matter, as long as others believed it. For example, Zhao Yuan believed it.

Therefore, Zhao Yuan suspected that Wang Tao was deliberately not replying to his messages, that Wang Tao didn't want to help his wife.

Of course, suspicion was suspicion, and Zhao Yuan continued to send messages to Wang Tao, and they were all polite.

But in his chats with Ding Yuqin, Zhao Yuan was cursing Wang Tao in various ways, saying all sorts of bad things about Wang Tao, and saying that he would make Wang Tao look good in the future.

This was actually a manifestation of Incompetent Rage.

Zhao Yuan loved his wife very much, and he didn't want his wife to be hurt.

But unfortunately, he was powerless.