Qi Yue tried to mobilize his spiritual power to search for the exact location of the zombie, but he discovered that his already full spiritual power had suddenly been emptied. What was going on? He hadn’t used it, yet it was gone?
Suddenly, a powerful thought surged up. Could it be that the zombie also had the same ability as him? A spatial kitchen.
Once he thought of that, the remaining questions were easily resolved. If the zombie’s ability was the same as his, then had his ability been locked by the zombie? That zombie’s ability level was higher than his. Could it be that a level seven ability could enter another person’s space?
No, abilities could be locked, but he didn’t have an offensive ability, so that move shouldn’t have worked on him. Could it be that the zombie had another ability that could empty spiritual power? The more he thought about it, the more convinced he became that his speculation was correct. That had to be why he couldn’t release his spiritual power.
They were currently inside the space. Even if that zombie had used a locking skill on him, it would be useless. Moreover, since he didn’t have an offensive ability, the locking skill definitely wouldn’t affect him at all. Clearing his ability wouldn’t have much impact either. He could eat while recovering. As for the other effects of the kitchen ability, they had no effect on him either.
Qi Yue took out food, retreating toward the other side of the mountain while eating to replenish the vanished spiritual power, so that when the zombie approached, he could sense it with his spiritual power.
He had considered leaving the space, but unless he gave up the space and never entered it again, otherwise the next time he entered, he would be in the open while the zombie would be hidden. With invisibility, killing him would be far too easy. Qi Yue didn’t dare leave the space lightly. He was afraid the zombie would follow him out. That would mean the zombie could come and go freely, which was extremely dangerous. If he brought the zombie back to the base, the consequences would be unimaginable. He had to eliminate this zombie as early as possible.
Qi Yue retreated all the way to the middle of the small basketball court behind the mountain. He couldn’t feel any oppressive or dangerous aura from the zombie now, and could only infer that the zombie probably wasn’t nearby.
Sitting on the ground, Qi Yue’s expression was tightly drawn, his eyes fixed on the small mountain ahead, his mind in complete chaos. He was somewhat shocked by this sudden situation. Zombies had evolved at such an astonishing speed. In all the many lives he had lived before, it was as if he had lived them in vain, with nothing useful to show for it.
Qi Yue’s men drove back to the place where they had exited the space. The car was parked there, and several of them sat inside, smoking and chatting.
“Will that zombie go back?” Tang Ke held a cigarette in his mouth, took a hard drag, and exhaled.
“Let’s go back and take a look,” Han Fei agreed. Better safe than sorry.
“Mm,” Lin Yuze also agreed.
Yan Bin only nodded and didn’t speak. His heart was aching with pain, a very bad premonition lingering. Perhaps he was just overthinking it. Leaving Qi Yue in the space was the safest option.
They turned the car around and, before it got completely dark, returned to the camp they had previously cleared.
The temperature inside the space was like summer all year round, constantly warm, and there was no wind.
Ability users had especially good eyesight and hearing. From where he was sitting, Qi Yue saw a branch on the mountain move slightly in the distance, then there was no more movement, as if it had been his illusion.
A very light sound, extremely faint, a branch of a fruit tree moved slightly.
Qi Yue’s spiritual power had already recovered. Perhaps the distance was a bit far, as he didn’t feel the oppressive aura of the zombie. After a moment of thought, he walked toward the mountain, taking out buckets from the kitchen as he walked and splashing them onto the ground.
Fruit juice, vegetable juice, bucket after bucket poured onto the ground. The grass instantly became muddy.
It’s here. Qi Yue felt that strong sense of oppression. He even smelled the rotten stench coming from the zombie.
Qi Yue stood there without moving, his eyes fixed on the ground.
Footprints.
Getting closer and closer.
Qi Yue threw the bucket in his hand toward the spot where the footprints appeared. With a slap, the bucket fell straight into the grass without hitting anything.
A gust of wind stirred by an arm. Qi Yue tilted his head and dodged it. The putrid smell was choking. The higher the level of the zombie, the stronger the stench on its body. After dodging the attack, Qi Yue continuously took items from the kitchen and threw them toward the direction where he judged the zombie might be, but without exception, every throw missed.
Noodles, dumplings, scrolls, apples, bananas. All kinds of food were scattered everywhere on the ground.
Another gust of wind from a swinging arm came by his ear. Qi Yue calculated the timing. At the instant it was about to reach him, he raised the knife in his hand and blocked.
With a slap.
A rotten hand fell to the ground. That severed hand even twitched as if it still had sensation.
Qi Yue had no time to pay attention to anything else. After succeeding in one strike, he ran off to the side, opening some distance between himself and the zombie.
After being hit, the zombie revealed its form. First it stared ferociously at the severed arm on the ground, then raised its head and looked toward Qi Yue with blood red eyes, walking toward him. Its gait was completely different from other zombies, steady and fast.
Qi Yue stopped running and waited a few meters away, waiting for the zombie to approach him. Just as the zombie was about to reach him, he jumped out of the space.
The sky was already pitch black. A bright moon hung high in the sky. All around the grassland lurked pairs of green and red eyes belonging to mutated animals.
Qi Yue exhaled heavily several times, silently counting.
The zombie didn’t understand how the human in front of it had disappeared, standing in place and tilting its head suspiciously.
Reentering the space, he appeared right beside the zombie. Qi Yue went up and slashed down with his knife. He didn’t linger. After hitting it, he immediately exited the space again.
After catching his breath, Qi Yue continued returning to the space. His attacks had no pattern at all. Wherever he thought of, he swung the knife there. Wherever was convenient, he cut. Wherever was close, he chopped off flesh. Each time he appeared in a different position, sometimes standing, sometimes crouching.
After several rounds of entering and exiting like this, the zombie’s body became even more tattered. Much of the shredded flesh on its body had been shaved off by Qi Yue. The ground was covered with foul, rotten liquid and chunks of black, mud-like flesh.
Crack.
The flesh on its legs had already been completely cut away, leaving only the skeleton. It clearly couldn’t support the weight of its upper body. With a crash, the pitch-black bones shattered, and the zombie collapsed onto the ground like a pile of rotten mud. Its arms and legs were broken, leaving only a huge head, mouth wide open, still trying to bite.
He couldn’t exit the space anymore. After Qi Yue had gone in and out so many times, although the one inside was mostly dealt with, outside a group of mutated animals had gathered, attracted by the scent of flesh.
When Tang Ke and the others returned to the grassland again, the moon was already high in the sky. The previously somewhat empty grassland was now surrounded by a circle of various animals, forming a large shadowy mass under the moonlight. The sight in front of them truly startled the people in the car. That was exactly the location where they had exited the space.
Qi Yue sat on the ground not far away, flipping over and examining the crystal core in his hand. It was clear and translucent, glowing like crystal, feeling distinctly different from other crystal cores.
He hesitated for a long time between eating it and not eating it, and in the end put it into his pocket. He really didn’t dare to absorb a crystal core he didn’t understand. If it wasn’t rejected, at most it would let him level up, but if it caused his body to explode, it would be too late for regret.
He guessed those guys had gone to the camp. He was a bit angry that they had left him behind, but thinking about it again, he felt sweet inside. They doted on him. Qi Yue had always known that. He hadn’t seen them return during the earlier exits, but instead had attracted a bunch of mutated animals eyeing him hungrily. A few of them he wasn’t afraid of, but he couldn’t handle them in groups. He didn’t have any area attacks, only single combat.
He wasn’t too worried about those guys. They had gone out together. Qi Yue trusted their strength. Besides, Han Fei’s space had developed medicine that could control the spread of the zombie virus.
Looking at the messy grassland in front of him, food scraps everywhere, and the rotten limbs dropped by the zombie, Qi Yue resigned himself to start cleaning up the space. He really couldn’t stand a filthy environment.
He took out large garbage bags, stuffing in everything the zombie had touched or stepped on, fruits with branches, even digging up a layer of soil from the grassland, and threw it all into the trash bags to discard. The entire area, inside and out, was replaced with brand new surroundings.
He had already been tossed around all night before, barely sleeping a few hours, and now had cleaned up more than half the space. Qi Yue was truly exhausted. After taking a bath in the space to recover his strength, he stared blankly at the several large bags of garbage.
He didn’t know what the situation outside was like, whether those animals had left or not. His heart couldn’t calm down at all. He didn’t know if those guys had come back yet. Suddenly thinking of that red-eyed little zombie, he couldn’t sit still anymore.
Qi Yue paced around the space, chewing on his fingers while hating himself, and at the same time cursing those guys in his heart. He had actually forgotten about the little zombie. Although he couldn’t tell exactly what level it was, he could feel it. Forget it, he had to go out and take a look. Fully armed, bringing food, drinking water, eating eggs.
As soon as he came out, before he could see clearly, he smelled a strong stench of blood. Corpses were everywhere on the ground, all of them those mutated animals from before. Qi Yue laughed. He had known they would be fine. All his previous worries were thrown to the back of his mind. Seeing the person beside him, Qi Yue hugged Yan Bin’s waist tightly, burying his head in the other’s chest and rubbing against it.
“I knew you’d be fine.” With both arms wrapped around Yan Bin’s waist, Qi Yue kept murmuring softly.
“Silly, how could we bear to leave you alone?” Yan Bin patted Qi Yue’s back and soothed him gently.
His eyes suddenly grew moist. Qi Yue’s voice was muffled, tinged with a hint of grievance. “Then why didn’t you take me with you?”
“It was too smelly. We couldn’t bear to let you be fumigated,” Yan Bin replied completely naturally.
Qi Yue was amused by his words. He lightly punched that hard chest and lifted his head to look at Yan Bin.
The moon tonight was unusually round and very bright. Yan Bin’s gaze was extremely deep, as if it could see straight through your internal organs, giving a sense of invisible pressure, yet at this moment his eyes were filled with boundless indulgence.
As if bewitched, Qi Yue tilted his face up and went to kiss that masculine face, his jaw, and finally his lips. First a light touch, then a tentative lick. Very quickly, Yan Bin took control, and the two tangled their lips and tongues together.
After quite a while, Qi Yue, breathing unevenly, pushed away the person burying himself in his neck and biting, pulling the other’s hand out from inside his clothes.
Qi Yue said irritably, “Wait.”
As soon as the words fell, his figure disappeared into the space. Not long after, he came out carrying several large bags of garbage. He went back and forth several times before completely moving all the trash out of the space. The others stood to the side watching. Without a word, Qi Yue pulled everyone into the space. Like showing off, he took out that crystal core, his eyes sparkling as he waited for praise.
Qi Yue miscalculated. Those guys didn’t praise him at all, nor did they reward him. Instead, they tormented him for several consecutive days because of it.
At this moment, he was lying on that large bed, teary-eyed, looking at Yan Bin pressing down on him, sobbing softly. “Brother, I was wrong.” His legs were spread wide, his h*le swallowing the other’s en*rmity.
With a smack.
Yan Bin slapped Qi Yue’s full, fleshy b*ttock. His pale, perky *ss immediately turned red, and the little mouth below clenched even tighter.
“If you dare to act on your own again next time, then you don’t need to leave this bed ever again,” Yan Bin thr*st forcefully.
Qi Yue was indignant, unwilling, and extremely aggrieved as he tilted his head to look at Tang Ke beside him, wanting comfort.
A wicked smile rose on Tang Ke’s devilishly handsome face. “Be good, Yueyue. When it’s my turn later, then beg.”
Turning his face to look at Han Fei, he saw lust filling the other’s eyes. He pouted, even more aggrieved, and then looked toward Lin Yuze.
Lin Yuze chuckled, stood up, and took off his pants at the side, revealing something whose size was completely inconsistent with his appearance.
Another powerful thr*st followed. The person on top was protesting Qi Yue’s lack of focus, and then began po*nding even harder than before, big and forceful, every thr*st hitting that sensitive spot.
This punishment was even more severe than before. Qi Yue could only describe this corporal punishment as perverse. He couldn’t remember how many days it had been. In short, during the following vacation, he didn’t get out of bed at all.
He was getting older, and they were like wolves and tigers. How could he endure it? Qi Yue was using the oven to make pastries, sitting to the side with his brows furrowed as he thought about countermeasures. The result was that there was no way. He couldn’t think of any method to make those people do it less often.
Ding.
Resigned, he opened the oven and took out the small cakes inside, casually dumping them into a large plate beside him. He had baked several batches in a row already. His mind had wandered who knew where, mechanically pinching the semi-finished products from the molds and putting them into the oven to continue baking.
Qi Yue carried a large plate of assorted pastries back to the big bed, dawdling and not wanting to step forward.
Han Fei was bare-chested, wearing only a pair of casual pants below. He raised an eyebrow at Qi Yue, signaling him to come over.
Qi Yue gritted his teeth and walked over, placing the tray in his hands on the bedside table.
“What should you say?” Han Fei leaned against the headboard.
“Master, have some dessert,” Qi Yue said, his voice so small it seemed squeezed out of his throat.
Han Fei nodded in satisfaction and ordered, “You feed me.”
Qi Yue was utterly annoyed. This p*rvert. They were all so old already, yet still playing this kind of role-playing game. Did they even know shame? He hated himself even more for giving in to the other’s coercion and actually agreeing to play this.
Seeing Qi Yue standing there awkwardly, Han Fei pulled him onto his lap. “You’re a servant now. You’re serving me. Don’t forget what you agreed to.”
“Okay, okay, Master,” Qi Yue hurriedly agreed. He was joking with himself. He didn’t want to go back to the base only to stay home and accept their endlessly varied punishments.
He didn’t know where Han Fei had found a set of fetish clothing. It was supposed to be a proper servant outfit, but the two spots on the chest were hollowed out, perfectly exposing the dark red, hard t*ps. That wasn’t all. Even more outrageous was that the cr*tch and b*tt area were missing a large piece of fabric. Qi Yue seriously suspected that the clothes had originally been intact and that Han Fei had cut them himself.
His entire butt was exposed. It was basically the same as sitting nak3d on Han Fei. Qi Yue squirmed uncomfortably, but after a few movements, he didn’t dare move anymore. That hard, scorching heat was pressing right against the cleft of his *ss.
Qi Yue blushed fiercely, took a pastry from the plate, and fed it to Han Fei’s mouth.
Han Fei l3wdly sucked and bit Qi Yue’s fingers along with the pastry. Before long, Qi Yue was teased until he went limp against Han Fei, not knowing where he was anymore.
“Continue,” Han Fei said unhappily, forcefully thr*sting through his casual pants into Qi Yue’s perky butt, drawing a moan from him.
Qi Yue hooked one hand around Han Fei’s neck to keep from slipping off, while the other hand groped at the bedside, taking another pastry from the plate. All his thoughts and senses were focused on the h*rdness beneath his b*tt, and he didn’t notice that among the golden pastries on the plate, there was suddenly one bright red pastry.
Lifting his body, he pushed his chest out even more toward Han Fei, letting out a soft hum. The wet, soft tongue on his chest nearly drove him mad.
Han Fei forcefully sucked and gnawed at the hard n*b, then raised his head in satisfaction to admire his handiwork. The dark red tip was swollen to an unusually large size. He opened his mouth, signaling Qi Yue to feed him.
Qi Yue fumbled around and happened to touch that red pastry, bringing it to Han Fei’s mouth.
Han Fei looked pitiful. “Yueyue, feed me. Feed me with your mouth.”
Looking at those expectant, pleading eyes, Qi Yue seemed bewitched. He opened his mouth and took a bite.
Han Fei lowered his head and leaned in to share it.
You feed me a bite, I feed you a bite. By the time they finished eating, both of their breathing was already chaotic. In the end, another round of rolling around was unavoidable before this torturous game ended.
Qi Yue’s days passed in this kind of torment. The vacation days dwindled one by one. Qi Yue felt so sorrowful. It would have been better to return to the base earlier. The originally extremely sturdy big bed had now started creaking from overuse.
When those people, not very satisfied, said they would settle the remaining score after returning to the base, Qi Yue was practically moved to tears with joy. In any case, delaying one more day counted as one more day. In the end, he summed up his experience. Going out on vacation was far too hard on the bed.
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