Beautiful Doomsday

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"Zhang Tie might wake up any moment. The people keeping watch yesterday saw him move a few times."

Yu Shihao's face was gloomy as he stared indifferently at the mess on the bed.

"Shut up—damn it, cry again and I'll throw you out to feed the Zombies!"

Director Wang wiped the sweat from the top of his head and cursed at the sobbing woman in front of him.

He was getting old, and it left him utterly exhausted.

"Smack."

He contentedly lit a cigarette, its glow flickering.

After resting for a while, he sat down beside the bed, panting heavily.

"Then what do you suggest we do? If you hadn't spoken up that day, Zhang Tie and the others might not have been able to come up."

"Scared now?"

Yu Shihao let out a cold laugh.

"How many days had it been since the Doomsday began? Those people weren't smart enough or ruthless enough to do it."

"But you—if Wen Ya hadn't found a chance to threaten you..."

Wang Jianguo looked displeased and glared back coldly.

Damn it, what is a brat like him putting on airs in front of me for? If Yu Shihao hadn't offered several decent suggestions, he would never have agreed to work with him.

"So, what do you want to do?"

Yu Shihao chuckled and pulled a transparent bag from his pocket.

"Over the past two days, I specifically had your men reduce their water and food."

He flicked the plastic bag lightly. Inside was half a bag of pinkish-white powder.

"Add a little 'good stuff' to their water and food. Then take out Lin An! If he doesn't die, I won't have peace of mind."

Lin An had to die, but Yu Shihao wanted to kill him personally. He was determined to get those two pieces of equipment!

Originally, he had planned to interrogate Lin An about the secrets of Awakened Ones while he was weak, if he managed to wake up, and then kill him.

But since Zhang Tie showed signs of waking before Lin An, they could no longer afford to wait.

Wang Jianguo took the bag curiously, then viciously kicked the two crying women on the bed.

"You're annoying as hell. Can't you hear that we're discussing something?"

"Kill Lin An? Aren't you going to figure out a way to kill Zhang Tie too?"

Yu Shihao frowned and fixed his gaze on Wang Jianguo.

Kill Zhang Tie?

"If we kill Zhang Tie, what do we do if trouble comes later? That big idiot isn't hard to fool."

Wang Jianguo glanced at him and said mockingly:

"What are you putting on airs in front of me for? You haven't been short of women these past few days either."

"Do you think you'll get away with it after Zhang Tie wakes up and finds out? That guy is an idiot with nothing but justice in his head!"

Yu Shihao fell silent and did not reply.

He didn't care about what Wang Jianguo had said. He had deliberately acted as though he and Wang Jianguo were on bad terms in front of outsiders.

Even if Zhang Tie woke up, he would only think Yu Shihao was one of the few people willing to bring Lin An up to safety.

For that reason, he hadn't touched a single woman from Zhang Tie's team.

Seeing that he said nothing, Wang Jianguo guessed what he was thinking and couldn't help giving a cold laugh.

"I'm telling you, Zhang Tie has to die. If he wakes up, don't think you can wash your hands of this!"

"You don't need to worry about safety either. With my status, I guarantee that the people above will come rescue us in a few days."

Yu Shihao stood up and left. He was sick to death of Wang Jianguo trotting out that same excuse at every turn.

Someone's coming to rescue us? He had personally seen the chain of explosions caused by the gas leak at City Center Square last night!

As long as any normal organization was still functioning, it would never have allowed something like that to happen.

At the door, he turned his head and said:

"Don't give me that crap about your status anymore. This is the Doomsday!"

"I know what you're trying to do. If you really want to kill Zhang Tie, fine. But Lin An must be handed over to me to deal with personally!"

"And give me Wen Ya. I'll also help you drug the woman you want."

"Bang."

The door slammed shut, and Yu Shihao casually stuffed the powder into his pocket.

Wang Jianguo wanted to kill Zhang Tie for no other reason than fear that Zhang Tie would come after him, causing him to lose the status he currently enjoyed as everyone's favorite.

And then, heh.

That greasy Old Man had long had his eye on Zhang Tie's younger sister, Zhang Youwei!

It didn't matter. They were each getting what they wanted.

In the darkness, footsteps echoed through the corridor.

What Wang Jianguo had been doing in the room had stirred a wave of heat in his heart.

Huh? What did I step on? It's so soft.

Hadn't all the bodies here been thrown out?

He instinctively lifted his foot to take a look, but then the reflection from the room number caught the corner of his eye.

802. That was the room he and Wang Fang had rented before.

Remembering the venomous look in Wang Fang's eyes before she died, he couldn't help shuddering.

Damn it, what rotten luck!

He quickened his pace. Feeling as though someone was watching him, he hurried downstairs in a panic.

"Tap."

In the darkness, a ghastly pale face slowly descended from the ceiling and landed in a pool of minced flesh on the floor.

Late at night, the second floor.

"Clink, clank."

Yu Shihao swiftly unlocked the chains and called carefully through the crack in the door:

"Wen Ya, Uncle Two. I stole some food for you. Hurry and take it."

His eyes were sincere as he passed three bottles of water and several pieces of bread through the crack.

For three days straight, he had brought small amounts of food each day to win their trust.

Uncle Two was overjoyed. Supporting himself against the wall, he hurriedly took it.

"Oh, thank you so much. Zhang Tie just made a groggy sound a moment ago. He wanted some water!"

"You've really helped us a lot! You must have had a hard time these past few days."

You Wei followed behind him, her nose red.

"Thank you, Big Brother."

Her voice was sweet and obedient, full of gratitude.

"You Wei, there's bread here that you like. Take it and eat it."

Uncle Two gave most of the water and food to Wen Ya, then stroked You Wei's head with a pained expression.

The girl had been reluctant to eat these past few days, saying that she wanted to save it for her brother and Lin An.

"You Wei isn't hungry. You Wei is full."

You Wei secretly swallowed, then held the bread back out to Uncle Two.

Yu Shihao, standing behind the door, didn't leave. His eyes flickered as he gently persuaded You Wei:

"Big Brother still has lots of tasty food hidden away. You should eat this one first."

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Youwei finally took the bread from Uncle Two and nodded obediently.

"Wen Ya, drink more water too. This bottle hasn't been opened. It's new."

"And Uncle Two, you don't need to worry about food. There was a mini-fridge in my old room, remember? I looked today, and there's still quite a lot left."

His smile was warm and gentle. He had practiced this speech several times before coming.

When Yu Shihao saw You Wei start taking small bites of bread, he immediately smiled and urged the others to eat as well.

Everyone in the room was delighted, thanking him again and again.

Only Wen Ya remained silent, seemingly lost in thought.

She accepted the bottled water. It was indeed unopened, just as he had said.

She glanced back at Lin An. Without enough water, his lips were cracked and his complexion looked terrible.

In the end, Wen Ya had no choice but to lower her guard.

Seeing everyone behind the door finish dividing up the food, Yu Shihao closed it again, the smile disappearing from his face.

Third Floor Corridor. Several middle-aged men following Wang Jianguo leaned against the wall with cigarettes between their teeth.

The cigarette embers flickered, illuminating the delight on their faces.

"Heh heh, Little Yu. I contributed that bottle of water and the syringe. You have to let me be second, right?"

One of them looked lecherous, rubbing his hands as he shook his head.

"Why go one at a time? That young woman looks like a virgin to me. Let's just go together and give her a good time."

Yu Shihao chuckled indifferently and accepted the cigarette someone held out.

"I'm first. The rest of you can do as you like. Once she's unconscious, play with her however you want."

"But don't touch the little girl inside. You have to send her up to Brother Wang."

"Remember to kill her before you start."

"Lin An is mine. You can handle the rest."

He crushed the cigarette butt under one foot, his eyes flickering.

He thought of the equipment on Lin An and Wen Ya, and the thought stirred an unbearable heat within him.

The man smoking was taken aback and hesitated for a moment.

"Do we really have to kill them? What if we're investigated after we reach the Safe Zone?"

Yu Shihao sneered inwardly.

A bunch of useless cowards. They don't even dare kill someone, yet they still have the nerve to make excuses.

"Not kill them? Let's see whether Zhang Tie kills you when he wakes up!"

"I just heard them say that Zhang Tie can speak now!"

"Don't expect to keep enjoying yourselves like this after Zhang Tie wakes up—to play with whichever woman you want. Take a good look at what you yourselves are like!"

"If Zhang Tie hadn't woken up and we weren't controlling the food, do you think any of those women would give you the time of day?!"

The middle-aged men were conflicted, but in the end, they made up their minds.

After seeing everyone agree, he nodded slightly, folded his arms, and walked to the window, his expression icy.

Looking at the burned-out buildings in the distance and listening to the strange booms that occasionally rang in his ears, there was not the slightest trace of fear or unease in his eyes.

Twenty-nine minutes left.

Women within easy reach, the powerful strength he had dreamed of, and the collapse of order.

I love this Doomsday.