Zhou Ke'er's initiative to get closer caused a wave of emotions to stir within Zhang Yi.
Although he wasn't someone who was easily influenced by women, he was undoubtedly a normal man.
And a normal man would naturally be attracted to beauty.
Zhou Ke'er's graceful figure and beautiful face had a powerful impact on him.
He enjoyed the process of her taking the initiative.
A mischievous thought arose in Zhang Yi's mind.
He placed his hand on Zhou Ke'er's back and skillfully unfastened her bra.
"Thunk~" "Thunk~"
Her chest, now free from restraint, immediately bounced out.
He affectionately pulled her into his arms and used the front camera to take a blood-rushing photo.
Afterward, he sent the photo to Fang Yuqing.
"Qing'er, you're a good person. But unfortunately, you came too late. I've now met someone better."
"You'll wish us happiness, won't you?"
Fang Yuqing was still desperately trying to grab the phone.
"Ding-dong!"
The three women heard the message notification sound and quickly looked over.
For them, every message from Zhang Yi represented a glimmer of hope for survival.
But the result left them shattered. They saw a topless Zhou Ke'er being tightly embraced by Zhang Yi.
Her fair skin and full figure made them feel inadequate.
Fang Yuqing was only a B-cup and had to rely on multiple layers of padding to maintain an illusion of fullness.
Compared to Zhou Ke'er's natural curves, her heart burned with intense jealousy.
"Zhang Yi-ge, no! You can't treat me like this. Qing'er loves you. Qing'er loves you the most," Fang Yuqing typed frantically. "She must be fake. Those must be fake breasts! Give me a chance, and you can try mine."
Zhang Yi replied, "I've tried. She feels great. So let's not contact each other anymore; I don't want her to misunderstand."
Zhang Yi knew his words would drive Fang Yuqing to madness because he understood that he was her last hope in this apocalypse.
Crushing someone's final hope with his own hands—it was a strangely satisfying feeling.
Especially in this manner.
Fang Yuqing had always seen herself as a goddess, someone men would grovel before.
But today, another woman had taken what she believed was hers.
And that woman was indeed more beautiful and superior to her.
The pain and despair were doubled!
She regretted not having married Zhang Yi earlier. She wanted to slap herself for being blind back then.
Just as Zhang Yi had expected, Fang Yuqing nearly went mad, letting out a hysterical scream.
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"
"Zhang Yi, you were my lapdog! You chased after me for two years, so why now, when I'm finally being proactive, do you no longer chase me?"
"That bitch, why did you take my things? You deserve to die!"
"Yes, Zhou Ke'er, it's all her fault!"
Lin Cai Ning and Wang Min, upon seeing Zhang Yi's message, pointed at Fang Yuqing and laughed.
"Hahaha, stupid slut, serving yourself right! This is your retribution!"
"Serves you right!" her former best friend Lin Cai Ning cursed through gritted teeth, her eyes filled with disdain.
Fang Yuqing's eyes reddened, and just as she tried to send another message to Zhang Yi, she realized he had blocked her.
This meant Zhang Yi had completely cut ties with her.
In the end, she would die in this apocalypse, and the torment and humiliation Zhang Yi inflicted on her gave him a sense of fulfillment.
Zhang Yi put down his phone, a happy smile spreading across his face.
The more pain that wretched woman endured, the happier he felt.
Zhou Ke'er leaned closely against him, looking up at him with curiosity.
Zhang Yi turned his head, their eyes locking.
Suddenly, his brow furrowed, and he grabbed her tightly.
"Do you think I'm cruel?"
Zhou Ke'er's breathing grew rapid, her face flushing red.
"You... you must have your reasons for doing this."
Zhang Yi's gaze deepened.
He thought back to his previous life, recalling how Fang Yuqing had betrayed him.
He had given everything for her, only to be betrayed. She had tricked him into opening his door, leading to his neighbors devouring him piece by piece.
That kind of excruciating pain was unimaginable for any human being.
After all, watching them use dull knives to sever your limbs piece by piece was a fate worse than death.
"As long as you understand."
Zhang Yi didn't want to explain further—he couldn't even if he tried.
But sometimes, between a man and a woman, there were better forms of communication than words.
High-level humans often resorted to primal forms of communication.
...
After Zhang Yi and Zhou Ke'er took care of Chen Zhenghao, the surrounding area became much quieter. At the very least, there would no longer be someone knocking on doors daily or sending people to keep an eye on him.
Chen Zhenghao never realized that one of the main reasons Zhang Yi killed him was because he was too annoying.
The atmosphere in Building 25 had relaxed a little, no longer as oppressive as before.
Zhang Yi knew this was just an illusion. The further the apocalypse progressed, the more twisted human nature would become.
Even without Chen Zhenghao, those who had already tasted the flavor of flesh would still be capable of killing.
But again, what did that have to do with him?
One morning, after waking up, Zhang Yi went to Zhou Ke'er's door and unlocked it for her.
Blushing, Zhou Ke'er went to the bathroom, then came back to prepare breakfast for Zhang Yi.
Her cooking wasn't particularly great, but at least it was better than his.
Sometimes, when Zhang Yi wanted freshly made food, he would have her cook.
Of course, before eating, Zhang Yi would always have Zhou Ke'er taste the food first, then he'd start eating.
During meals, Zhang Yi would browse through WeChat and some still-functioning news apps.
Nowadays, only a small number of apps remained operational, sustained by the authorities.
In the extreme cold temperatures, most people couldn't survive.
But the upper echelon always had contingency plans for disasters, allowing some so-called important figures to survive.
Suddenly, Zhang Yi saw a familiar face in one of the WeChat groups.
It was none other than Aunt Lin, who had caused so much trouble earlier.
Aunt Lin: "The snowstorm is about to pass! My brother is the Secretary of Jiangnan Province, and he called to tell me."
"You all need to listen to me now, or I'll have you all shot!"
"Did you hear me? Bring me food right now!"
But no one in the group paid her any attention.
"She's gone mad. But the fact that she's still alive is a miracle. I remember Chen Zhenghao raided her first, didn't he?" Zhang Yi said indifferently.
Sitting across from him, Zhou Ke'er's expression subtly shifted to one of sadness.
"When I went to treat Lin Xiaohu, I pitied them... so I gave them a little food."