How Was This Apocalypse Survival?

Night was pitch-black, and the temperature on the wasteland plunged to twenty below zero.

The cold wind slashed across the windows like knives, howling shrilly. The world outside was cold and dark, and the occasional roar of a zombie sent shivers down the spine.

Inside the RV, however, it was as warm as spring.

Warm air gently circulated at a steady twenty-six degrees, carrying a faint, enchanting fragrance of roses and jasmine.

After a day of intense fighting and looting, Lin Hui parked the RV in a secluded crevice in a canyon.

"Boss, look!"

They had just finished dinner when Su Qingqian mysteriously pulled Lin Hui over to the door.

She pressed a newly installed control panel by the entrance.

"Bzz-"

A faint mechanical whir came from outside.

Then several slender nozzles extended from gaps in the RV's outer armor, like precision-engineered mechanical tentacles.

"Whoosh!"

High-pressure mist burst out!

It was no ordinary water, but water mixed with Su Qingqian's specially formulated cleaning agent. The spray scoured the vehicle, washing away every trace of zombie flesh, blood, slime, dust, and mud accumulated during the day.

Several automatically rotating soft brushes even meticulously scrubbed the windows, radar, and autocannon.

In less than five minutes.

The filthy, blood-reeking RV looked brand-new, its metal gleaming coldly beneath the moonlight.

"Ta-da!"

Su Qingqian's face practically begged for praise. "This is the Automatic High-Pressure Cleaning Module I put together over the last few days using spare materials!"

"Now we won't have to get out to wash the RV!"

"Great work."

Lin Hui readily patted her head. "This feature is incredibly useful."

Beside them, Liu Xi watched with sparkling eyes.

As a woman with a serious obsession with cleanliness, seeing the filthy vehicle become spotless gave her an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

"Your craftsmanship really is excellent, Qingqian," Liu Xi praised sincerely.

"Of course!" Su Qingqian lifted her chin like a proud little swan. "And... after I successfully built and installed it, my specialization proficiency went up by a whole 10%! My spirit also increased by one point!"

What was this "proficiency" now?

Lin Hui had not awakened a specialization and knew nothing about the subject.

Su Qingqian simply brought up her personal panel.

[Name: Su Qingqian]

[Race: Human]

[Status: Healthy (mild hunger)]

[Sanity (San): 100/100]

[Spirit: 26]

[Constitution: 3] (combined strength, defense, and speed)

[Specialization: Machinery]

[Specialization rank: Rank 1 (proficiency 15.5%)]

Su Qingqian looked at Lin Hui and explained:

"For players with specializations to advance in rank, they need an upgrade blueprint for their specific specialization, and they also have to raise their proficiency to 100%."

"And since I've awakened the Machinery specialization, I can increase my proficiency by creating and repairing machinery!"

So that was how it worked... Understanding dawned on Lin Hui, and he instinctively turned to Liu Xi. "Then you increase your proficiency through shooting?"

Liu Xi nodded slightly. "That's how it works at rank 1, but I don't know about rank 2."

"Then what's your proficiency at?"

"100%..." Liu Xi sighed.

"As long as I get a rank 2 Shooting specialization upgrade blueprint, I can start preparing to advance."

Lin Hui rubbed his chin. "Specialization upgrade blueprints seem pretty rare. I haven't seen anyone on the public chat who has one, either."

Liu Xi nodded. "I even suspect they don't exist in the Zombie Wasteland. We might have to go to the next map. Perhaps the Land of Mist will have them."

After that little interlude, it was time for dinner.

Today's main course was spicy chicken noodles, served with fried chicken and beer!

The supplies dropped by slain monsters included all sorts of food. You could even get a serving of KFC Original Recipe chicken!

As for why they were having spicy chicken noodles?

The reason was simple.

Su Qingqian was the chef, and she loved spicy food so much that anyone who didn't know better would have assumed she was from Sichuan. Nothing about her suggested she was actually from Zhejiang.

Lin Hui didn't mind.

He quite liked spicy chicken noodles, too, but Liu Xi didn't seem used to them.

Ever the gentleman, Lin Hui took out a salad he had collected a few days earlier. Food stayed fresh forever in the spatial dimension, so there was no need to worry about it spoiling.

Liu Xi gave Lin Hui a surprised look.

"Thank you."

After dinner.

"Click."

The bathroom door opened.

A cloud of warm, moist steam spilled out, blurring the view in the living area and lending it an intimate haze.

Lin Hui sat on the leather sofa with a tablet in his hands, seemingly planning tomorrow's route. But when a figure emerged, his gaze drifted over despite himself and lingered there quite honestly for several seconds.

Fresh from her shower, Liu Xi had completely shed the icy demeanor she wore as a sniper during the day.

Instead of conservative pajamas, she wore a burgundy silk slip dress.

The silk clung to her graceful curves like flowing water, shimmering delicately beneath the soft lights.

The hem was very short, barely reaching the tops of her thighs and revealing long, fair legs tinged faintly pink from the hot water.

She stepped barefoot onto the shag rug, her cute, rounded toes painted with black nail polish. The stark contrast held a breathtaking allure.

Liu Xi dried her damp, slightly wavy long hair with a towel, her movements elegant and languid.

"Phew... I feel alive again."

She turned and caught Lin Hui looking at her. Rather than avert her gaze, she curled her lips into an ambiguous smile and raised an eyebrow.

"Boss, like what you see?"

It was the charm and confidence of a mature woman. She knew her strengths very well and didn't mind displaying her allure before this powerful man.

Fifteen minutes later, Su Qingqian emerged from her shower.

In contrast to Liu Xi's mature sensuality, Su Qingqian had a different appeal: cute and innocent.

She wore a white men's shirt that was clearly a size too large, one of Lin Hui's spare clothes. The loose hem barely covered her thighs, leaving her smooth lower legs exposed and making them look especially slender and delicate.

Fresh from her shower, her face was flushed, and her moist eyes resembled a little deer's. She seemed a little embarrassed, gripping the hem of the shirt with both hands, yet she couldn't resist stealing glances at Lin Hui to gauge his reaction.

"Boss... I'm done showering, too."

Her voice was soft and sweet, and she carried the fresh fragrance of a bath.

Lin Hui set down his tablet, leaned back on the sofa, and took a deep breath. Being their boss really was worth it.

The survivors outside were probably huddled in freezing vehicles right now, shivering under tattered quilts without even a sip of hot water, all while keeping constant watch for zombie attacks.

But here he was...

With climate control, a soft sofa, and two stunning beauties of completely different styles fresh from their showers.

How was this apocalypse survival?

This was living like an emperor.