Staring into the blue flames before him, Chen Yi's thoughts drifted to the future. We can't stay here forever. Food isn't an issue right now…
But it won't be long before drinking water, vegetables, and supplies run low. We need to pick a suitable place to develop, and prepare the materials and equipment for moving ahead of time. Can't wait until we're out of ammo and rations.
Forget it—focus on evolving first before thinking about relocation. Right now, dinner is more important.
Chen Yi scooped out the boiled noodles, tossed them with fresh vegetable chunks, and sprinkled some pickles on top for extra flavor.
"Meow, what's on your mind?"
Chen Yi smiled as he set the cold noodles on the table. Sister Meow, dressed in cool, light clothes, lay on the sofa with her chin propped in her hands.
Her hair was damp, carrying the fresh scent of a recent shower.
"Huh? Brother, I want to go out and hunt zombies, but my strength still feels too weak right now."
Li Miao'er sat up and tightly hugged her brother's arm. If I could absorb a few hundred more energy crystals, I'd definitely have the power to protect him.
"Meow, don't rush to improve your strength. Zombies are probably more active at night. Eat well, rest up tonight, and we'll go hunt zombies tomorrow."
Chen Yi smiled and pinched Sister Meow's tender cheek. Wanting to grow stronger was a good thing.
But with darkness falling outside, going out now would just be delivering themselves as a midnight snack for the zombies.
"Mhm."
Li Miao'er picked up her plate and began to eat. Her physique had improved significantly, and her appetite had grown along with it—she'd been hungry for a while now.
"Brother Wu, the cold noodles you made are delicious!"
Li Miao'er mumbled her praise through a mouthful, her little cherry lips almost too full, cheeks puffed out adorably.
"Meow, eat slowly. Don't choke."
Chen Yi smiled contentedly—being praised felt nice. He picked up his own plate and began eating gracefully.
The candles on the table emitted a soft white glow. Though their radius of light was small, they bathed the living room in a warmth that felt distinctly like home.
"Meow, I can't finish mine. You should have this too."
Chen Yi handed his remaining half portion of cold noodles to Sister Meow. The look on her cute little face—clearly still hungry—made him want to feed her more.
"Brother, I feel like food digests really quickly now. I get a little hungry again not long after eating."
Li Miao'er explained in a low voice, her cheeks slightly flushed.
"Your physique has improved, so your body needs to absorb more energy. From now on, I'll add two eggs and a slice of bacon when cooking. That should keep you full longer."
Chen Yi smiled, picking up a piece of watermelon to eat. Noodles were tasty, but they provided too little energy. They'd need to eat more high-protein foods.
"Brother, you're so kind~"
A happy expression spread across Li Miao'er's pretty face. They say you shouldn't nibble the grass right by your burrow… but with such a gentle, considerate, and beautiful brother, of course an exception has to be made.
"Meow, finish the watermelon later, or it'll spoil by tomorrow. I'm going to shower and change first."
Chen Yi stood up, lit a new candle, then went back to the bedroom for fresh clothes.
Hope, how powerful is a zombie that's evolved to the ninth rank? Chen Yi lay in the bathtub, musing idly.
[Ninth-rank zombies are no longer mere zombies. They attain a completely new Bloodline, possessing world-shattering abilities. They can easily annihilate a low-level planet.]
Sounds incredibly powerful. It'd be amazing if I could evolve to the ninth rank too.
Longing filled Chen Yi's eyes. With that kind of strength, he'd definitely be able to control his own destiny.
Hey, Hope—how do I evolve to the ninth rank? Chen Yi continued, growing more curious.
[Devour all life on this planet, then consume the World Core Crystal. That will allow evolution to the Pseudo-Ninth Rank. Breaking through to the true Ninth Rank depends on luck.]
Huh? That difficult? Seems like there's no hope in this lifetime…
Chen Yi sighed in disappointment. I was too ambitious. It'd be nice just to reach the seventh rank.
Looking at his Support Points, which had just reached one thousand, Chen Yi quietly pondered for a moment.
He decided to improve his Constitution first. He could consider boosting his Charm later, when Support Points weren't so scarce.
Thud!
Oww, that hurts!
Chen Yi stood up and punched the wall with the same force as before—still weak and feeble.
Forget it. Time to get out.
Chen Yi dried off, pulled on his shorts and shirt, and returned to the bedroom with a candle.
"Brother, my back is so sore… come give me a massage."
Li Miao'er had been hugging a pillow, looking at her phone, but the moment she saw Chen Yi approach, she quickly lay flat on the bed, striking a perfect pose.
"Ah, Meow, how can someone as healthy as you have a sore back?"
Chen Yi pursed his lips and pushed Sister Meow aside in mild annoyance. Kicking off his slippers, he lay down directly on the bed, showing no intention of giving her a massage.
Li Miao'er pouted her pink lips and glared at him. Seeing him close his eyes as if to sleep, a sly grin spread across her face as she reached out a hand.
"Brother, don't move—I'll give you a massage."
While saying this, Li Miao'er unbuttoned his shirt and began gently kneading his tender skin with her small hands, inhaling his alluring scent.
I really want to tie him to the bed and get started on life's most important matters…
"Mmm, comfortable. Meow, go a little higher."
A faint smile touched Chen Yi's lips. He turned over while hugging the pillow, settling comfortably face-down.
This free massage service is pretty nice.
"Hmph! Brother! I'll make you feel even better!"
Li Miao'er pouted and straddled his slender waist. Gazing at the snow-white skin and feeling its tenderness beneath her hands, she gradually increased the pressure.
"Wah—gently, Meow! Don't use so much force!"
Chen Yi couldn't help but open his eyes and cry out. At first it felt pleasantly numb, but after a while it seemed like his body was about to fall apart.
Sigh…
Li Miao'er pouted, blew out the candles, forcibly turned Chen Yi onto his back, pinned his wrists, and covered his enticing lips with her small cherry mouth.
Mmph—!
Chen Yi instantly woke up and struggled fiercely, unwilling to be bullied like this.
But the harder he struggled, the more intensely Meow-mei kissed him, as if venting some pent-up frustration.
Haa…
After what felt like an eternity, Li Miao'er finally released his wrists.
"Brother, don't be mad, okay?"
Li Miao'er reached out a small hand to gently stroke her brother's delicate face, a pleased smirk on her cute little face.
She suddenly didn't want to claim him so quickly—she wanted to savor it bit by bit. That would be more delightful, more satisfying.
Hmph!
Chen Yi violently pushed the delicate body off of him, yanked the quilt over himself, and turned his back to Sister Meow, closing his eyes as if to sleep.
He was angry—the genuinely upset kind.
"Brother, it was just a kiss. If you want, you can kiss me back. Don't be mad."
Li Miao'er smiled and snuggled closer, wrapping her small arms around his slender frame. Bullying her brother really does feel wonderful.
"Meow, you can't do this in the future. Otherwise, I won't sleep in the same bed with you at night."
Chen Yi didn't refuse Sister Meow's embrace—mainly because there was no way to refuse.
If he made her truly angry, she might just force the issue. He didn't want to commit a crime.
"Mhm, mhm~"
Li Miao'er happily wrapped her arms around his waist. When a boy says 'don't do this,' you should usually understand it the opposite way.
Inhaling her brother's tempting scent, listening to his steady breathing, stroking his smooth skin, nestled in the warm quilt… she quietly drifted off to sleep.