Beautiful Doomsday

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

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

"Huff—Fuck, if you keep crying, I'll throw you out to feed the Zombies!"

Director Wang wiped the sweat from his bald head and cursed at the crying women before him.

He was getting old, and this had left him utterly exhausted.

"Click."

He leisurely lit a cigarette, its ember flickering in the darkness.

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

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

"Now you know how to be afraid?"

Yu Shihao sneered.

"How many days had it been since the Doomsday began? Those people didn't have the brains or the nerve to do it."

"But you—if Wen Ya hadn't seized the chance to threaten you."

Wang Jianguo looked displeased as he coldly glared back.

Fuck, what was this little brat putting on airs in front of me for? If Yu Shihao hadn't offered a few decent suggestions, I wouldn't have bothered agreeing to work with him.

"So, what do you want to do?"

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

"These past two days, I deliberately had your people cut back on their food and water."

He flicked the plastic bag with a finger. It contained half a bag of pale white powder.

"Add some 'good stuff' to their food and water. Then get rid of Lin An! As long as he's alive, I won't be at ease!"

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 Awakeners while he was weak if he woke up, then kill him.

But since Zhang Tie showed signs of waking up before Lin An, they could not wait any longer.

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

"You're noisy as hell. Can't you hear us talking business?"

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

Yu Shihao frowned and stared intently at Wang Jianguo.

Kill Zhang Tie?

"If Zhang Tie dies, what if there's danger later? That big idiot is easy enough to fool."

Wang Jianguo glanced at him and said mockingly:

"What are you pretending for in front of me? You haven't exactly been keeping your hands off women these past few days."

"Do you think Zhang Tie will let you off easy once he wakes up and finds out? That guy is an idiot with nothing but justice in his head!"

Yu Shihao remained silent.

He did not care about what Wang Jianguo had said. He had deliberately acted as though he was deeply at odds with Wang Jianguo in front of the others.

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

For that reason, he had not even touched a single woman from Zhang Tie's group.

Seeing that he said nothing, Wang Jianguo guessed what he was thinking and could not help sneering.

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

"And you don't need to worry about safety. With my status, I guarantee that people from above will come rescue us within a few days."

Yu Shihao rose and left. He was sick to death of Wang Jianguo constantly using that line.

Someone was coming to rescue them? Last night, he had personally seen a gas leak at City Center Square trigger a series of explosions!

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

As he reached the door, he turned back and said:

"Don't fucking talk to me about your status again. It's the Doomsday now!"

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

"And give Wen Ya to me. I'll help drug whoever you want."

"Bang."

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

Wang Jianguo wanted Zhang Tie dead for no other reason than fear that Zhang Tie would come after him, and fear of losing the status everyone currently fawned over.

The other reason, heh.

That fat, greasy old man had long set his sights on Zhang Tie's Sister, Zhang Youwei!

Whatever. They were each getting what they wanted.

In the darkness, footsteps echoed down the corridor.

What Wang Jianguo had been doing in the room had stirred a heat in Yu Shihao's heart as well.

Hm? What was this soft thing under his foot?

Hadn't all the corpses here been thrown out?

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

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

Remembering Wang Fang's venomous gaze before she died, he could not help shuddering.

Fucking bad luck!

He quickened his pace, feeling as though someone was watching him. Startled, he hurried downstairs.

"Drip."

In the darkness, a deathly pale face slowly descended from the ceiling and landed amid a pile of mangled flesh on the floor.

Late at night, second floor.

"Clatter, clatter."

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

"Wen Ya, Uncle. I stole some food for you. Take it quickly."

His gaze was sincere as he passed three bottles of water and several pieces of bread through the gap.

For three days straight, he had brought a small amount of food every day to earn their trust.

Uncle's face lit up with delight. Supporting himself against the wall, he hurriedly took them.

"Oh, thank you so much. Zhang Tie just made a sound while half-conscious. He said he wanted water!"

"You've really helped us out! You've had it hard these past few days."

You Wei followed behind him, her nose red.

"Thank you, big brother."

Her voice was obedient and filled with gratitude.

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

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

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

"You Wei won't eat. You Wei is full."

Secretly swallowing her saliva, You Wei handed the bread back to Uncle.

Yu Shihao, standing Beyond the Gate, did not leave. His eyes flickered as he gently persuaded You Wei:

"Big brother has plenty of delicious food hidden away. You should eat this first."

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

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

"And Uncle, don't worry about food. Didn't my old room have a small refrigerator? I looked around today, and there's still quite a lot to eat."

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

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

Everyone in the room looked delighted and thanked him again.

Only Wen Ya remained silent, seemingly deep in thought.

She took the bottled water. Just as he had said, it had indeed never been opened.

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

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

Beyond the Gate, Yu Shihao watched everyone finish sharing the food, then shut the door again. The smile vanished from his face.

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

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

"Hehe, Little Yu. I provided that bottle of water and the syringe. You've got to let me go second, right?"

One of them wore a lewd expression as he rubbed his hands together and swayed his head.

"Why take turns? I think that little bitch is still a virgin. We might as well go together and let her have some fun."

Yu Shihao chuckled carelessly and accepted the cigarette offered to him.

"I go first. After that, do whatever you want. She'll be unconscious, so you can play however you like."

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

"Before you have your fun, remember to kill them first."

"Lin An is mine. The rest are yours."

He crushed the cigarette butt beneath his foot, his eyes flickering.

Thinking about Lin An's equipment and Wen Ya, he could barely suppress the heat rising within him.

The man smoking froze slightly and hesitated for a moment.

"Do we really have to kill them? What if we get to the Safe Zone later and they find out?"

Yu Shihao sneered inwardly.

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

"Don't kill them? See if Zhang Tie kills you when he wakes up!"

"I just heard them say Zhang Tie can talk now!"

"Don't expect to keep living it up like this after Zhang Tie wakes up, playing with whichever woman you want. Take a look at yourselves!"

"If Zhang Tie hadn't been unconscious and we hadn't controlled the food, do you think those women would even give you the time of day?!"

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

After seeing them agree, Yu Shihao nodded slightly. He crossed his arms and walked to the window, his expression cold and gloomy.

Looking at the burned-out buildings in the distance and listening to the occasional unexplained booms, there was not the slightest fear or unease in his eyes.

Twenty-nine minutes remained.

Women within reach, the power he had dreamed of, order collapsing.

I love this Doomsday.