Apocalypse: My Companions Are From the 3D District

"Sss—be gentle."

Has this become a reward for me? Why should I reward her?

Li Pu felt a bit frustrated; his retaliation was like punching cotton.

He could only silently rub the slightly everted pink peach blossom, admiring his own crime scene.

"Let's scavenge some antibiotics from this hospital before we leave." Chun Li spoke with a rational, sensual voice, a world apart from how she'd been last night and at breakfast.

"Smack!"

"Mmph! Little rebellious disciple, what now?" Chun Li's heart rippled as she turned to scold him, but there was no trace of blame in her eyes.

"Hehehe, Master, I heard spanking makes people smarter. I wanted to help you think." He put on an innocent, guileless smile again.

Chun Li snorted and turned back, as if silently permitting the behavior.

"No choice. I raised this little rebellious disciple who betrays the master. I'll just endure it. Isn't this what I wanted him to do to me?" Chun Li's mouth was harsh, but her body obediently arched up, making it easier for her disciple to work.

"The hospital is dangerous, Master. Let's leave first." Li Pu recalled Chun Li's prediction about Patient Zero and decided to be cautious.

Chun Li, anticipating the next little slap, said, "No rush. This is just a small private clinic. It shouldn't be a problem. Mmph!"

Li Pu gave another smack.

Chun Li bore it with a pained, knowing smirk, enjoying the process.

The more Li Pu did this, the more she liked it.

He'd already figured out the pattern: one slap, then a sweet treat, like Pavlov's dog experiment.

After a slap, he'd gently stroke and blow with utmost tenderness.

Then deliver the next slap with full force!

This left Chun Li utterly unable to resist.

"Smack!"

"And then, Master?" Li Pu smirked like a little devil.

Chun Li panted heavily, swallowing a mouthful of saliva: "Huff, we can't use the front door. After the zombie outbreak, people always flee downward, so the higher floors are safer. We'll climb up from outside to a high-floor office, grab a few bottles of antibiotics, and leave."

"If possible, we'll sketch a city map on the rooftop and decide our direction." Chun Li's International Police training was impeccable; even while getting carried away, she still analyzed for Li Pu.

"Where are we heading? I think the suburbs or countryside would be better, Master."

"Bia!"

"Sss—mmph—Two plans. Plan A: head to the countryside on the city outskirts. If that fails, execute Plan B: find and join a relatively friendly survivor group, solve safety and food issues first."

Li Pu was puzzled: "I think it's fine with just the two of us, Master. Others would just slow us down."

In a Street Fighter World, a fighter's constitution would mean protecting ordinary people.

"My foolish little disciple, have you heard of the Siege of Sarajevo? Lone wolves die within a month. We need rest, we need food. There will always be moments of weakness. We need trustworthy partners." She curled her lips, looking at him like a naive kid.

Li Pu thought about his future harem, potentially numbering in the hundreds: "It's time to learn how to lead a team."

"But first, let's survive." He exchanged a smile with his master, Chun Li.

Crackling sounds echoed in the hospital room.

The two finalized their future route in this very atmosphere.

Chun Li grew fiercer with each strike, as if some dangerous attribute had awakened.

She wiggled her swollen Big Peach, begging Li Pu to continue.

Outside the window, Gardenia on the tree watched in shock. This was too intense!

"He knocked her to the ground—he must be trying to turn her into..."

Chapter 23: The Perverted Room

A fresh layer of seamless black stockings was slowly pulled up from Chun Li's jade feet to her thighs.

In a relaxed state, her plump, ripe, thick legs were wrapped in black gauze.

The faint rustle of stockings rubbing together, Li Pu heard every detail.

When it reached the swollen Big Peach, Chun Li paused and shot a resentful glance at her little rebellious disciple: "Little Newborn, no sense of restraint."

Her face flushed with a hint of red as she turned away, sneaking a sweet smile.

She couldn't say why she liked flirting this way, so close to abuse.

Li Pu's merciless lashing reminded her of how her father used to discipline her as a child.

The void of security and loneliness in her heart was filled—even overflowed—by this adorable rebellious disciple.

"Sss—huff—" The stockings slid over her tender bottom. She feigned anger: "I should've farted in your face just now."

Li Pu laughed heartily: "Beautiful women don't fart or pick their noses."

But then he thought of something, and his smile froze.

These past few days, aside from eating, Chun Li hadn't seemed to use the bathroom at all.

The goddesses of the 3D District don't need to excrete?

He didn't dare think further—the sight of beauties farting and picking their noses was simply too destructive to his Dao heart.

Chun Li shot him a glare, ignoring her glib-tongued little disciple.

She continued getting dressed.

A tight, pure-blue sleeveless bodysuit with yellow side stripes hugged the curves of her body, and over the top half of the bodysuit she slipped on a small vest.

Li Pu recognized it at once as a skin from some game collaboration.

He wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but Chun Li's butt seemed perkier than before.

"Because it got swollen from being hit?"

Chun Li turned, looking at her dazed little disciple with a crooked smile: "What are you spacing out for?"

"If you need anything during this time, just tell your master. If my heart softens, I might just agree. Once we're on the road, I won't be giving you anything." She spoke from on high, planting her jade foot on Li Pu's thigh.

"Yes, Master~" Li Pu put on a docile smile on the surface, but inwardly he sneered: If you don't come messing with me by then, I'll be burning incense to thank the heavens.

"Such a good boy. A reward for you."

Chun Li's red lips parted slightly, and her sweet, fragrant little mouth kissed him.

This time she only tasted lightly, without going deep.

[Chun Li Affection Points +1]

[Current Affection Points: 68/100]

Chun Li walked toward the small mirror by the door, and Li Pu pulled on his own clothes.

"Affection points are getting harder and harder to farm. Two rounds and only one point."

Just then, Chun Li, who had reached the mirror, let out a small gasp.

"When did my eyeshadow run!?" She stared at her reflection, where black streaks of eyeshadow had dripped down her face.

Li Pu was unbothered: "When you were eating breakfast, Master."

"Why didn't you remind me!" Chun Li seemed genuinely a little angry.

"I figured you were enjoying it, Master, so..." Li Pu answered weakly.

Chun Li covered her face with both hands, full of regret: "I'm done for. Little Pu saw me looking such a mess, and at a time like that."

"If only I'd picked the waterproof one. What was I even optimizing for at a moment like that!" She recalled picking through the cosmetics aisle at the supermarket and instinctively choosing the product with the most bang for the buck.

Li Pu couldn't help but laugh, inwardly amused: Master, your expression was way worse than your makeup.

You already pulled an Ahegao face, why worry about eyeshadow?

He sighed, quietly stepped behind Chun Li, reached his hands over her shoulders, and cupped her cheeks. Their eyes met in the mirror.

"Master, back then, you were beautiful. The way you turned into a woman in front of me—that's a beauty no makeup can cover."

[Chun Li Affection Points +1]

[Current Affection Points: 69/100]

"Only one? Old sister, do you have any idea how long it takes a straight guy to come up with a line like that?" Li Pu silently complained in his heart, keeping his face tightly composed.

Chun Li held his little hands, a glimmer of moisture in her eyes. She wiped at her face with his hands.

The warm, wet liquid flowed over Li Pu's fingers.

Her delicate little nose breathed in and out, and she pouted like a little girl: "You don't have to tell me. I know."

Last night, the two of them had grown together.

Chun Li had transformed into a true woman, but she had plenty of complaints about Li Pu's unorthodox ways.

"Little Pu, you actually like that kind of thing. Your master is going to have to correct you properly!" She tilted her head back, lying into her beloved disciple's arms, acting spoiled.

Li Pu gently stroked her cheek: Women in love, really.

After a brief moment of tenderness, Chun Li finished putting on light makeup, and Li Pu was ready as well.

The two set off again.

Chun Li forced Li Pu to cling to her back like a koala. She was going to carry him up to the highest floor of the hospital.

He tried to resist, but under Chun Li's superb martial skills, he was force-fed this bowl of soft rice.

Air conditioner units, window ledges—Chun Li scaled them in no time, carrying him into the corridor of the top floor.

The corridor was eerily silent, with only the faint sound of wind and an occasional creak echoing through the air.

Just as he and Chun Li had guessed, the higher the floor, the fewer traces of zombies.

Chun Li untied Li Pu from her back. The satisfaction of dominating the man she loved made her happy.

She said with a smile, "Rebellious disciple, we've arrived."

Li Pu took a quick look around. The two of them were at the end of the corridor. To reach the stairs, they'd have to go through the entire hallway to the other end.

"Logically, there should be a staircase at this end too," he said, a little puzzled.

Chun Li picked up two frying pans and handed one to him. "Move quietly. We're looking for medicine. If we don't run into danger, we head to the rooftop."

Though traces of the zombies were nearly invisible, a heavy and terrifying atmosphere pressed down on them. Every faint sound sharpened her alertness as she gripped her weapon tightly, ready to respond to any potential threat at a moment's notice.

Terror and uncertainty saturated the air. Li Pu remained calm and vigilant, determined to escape this dead city safely.

He looked at the door of the first room directly ahead—it was noticeably larger than the other ward doors. "Let's start with what's close, Master."

Li Pu gestured with his eyes, asking if they should enter this nearest door.

Chun Li nodded silently, and the two crept closer.

The large door wasn't locked. After carefully opening it, they hid outside for a moment before daring to step inside.

For a seasoned game fanatic like Li Pu, monster designs like "love at first corner" were practically routine.

"Thank you, Old Thief Miyazaki," he silently grumbled in his mind.

Five minutes later, he took a deep breath and rushed into the room ahead of Chun Li to confirm it was safe.

Chun Li followed closely behind, concern in her steps.

In the dark room, Li Pu sensed a dampness in the air, as if the entire space had been submerged in years of accumulated moisture. Pitch black surrounded him—no light visible anywhere. The darkness stifled his sight, forcing him to rely on other senses to understand the environment.

Their heavy breathing echoed through the oppressive, silent air, sharpening her perception of the surroundings. In the room, she detected a thick musty smell mixed with a stench of dust and dampness—a rancid odor that made her dizzy and struggling to breathe.

Already in a tactical stance with both hands crossed—one holding a frying pan, the other a flashlight—Chun Li brought the only beam of light into this darkness.

The room was filled with display cabinets resembling bookshelves, lined with transparent glass jars of all sizes.

The contents inside made Li Pu and Chun Li shudder with revulsion.

Every glass jar held infant corpses preserved in formalin, along with a few organs—small ones, as if from young children.

"What are you looking for~"

A strange, manic voice sounded behind them.