Returning to Room 306.

Su Qing unburdened herself, slumped wearily onto the soft sofa, and stretched lazily.

"How was the work at the convenience store?"

Yang Feng poured her a cup of warm water, considerately avoiding the recent conflict, and sat down on the sofa as well, asking with concern, "You didn't run into any danger, did you?"

Su Qing took the water cup, took a small sip, and leaned slightly closer to Yang Feng.

"It was pretty good, much easier than I imagined."

"The whole day was very peaceful. Aside from some community Survivors coming to buy things, there was almost nothing out of the ordinary."

She gestured slightly, her tone becoming a bit heavier, "The only strange thing was a woman wearing bloody clothes."

A woman in bloody clothes??

"That woman had very long, pitch-black hair that covered her entire face. She kept squatting in the innermost corner of the shelf, not moving at all."

"I guess she isn't human..."

Su Qing shrank her neck slightly, recalling the scene, and still felt a lingering fear.

Pausing briefly, she continued talking about the convenience store matters.

"Following the employee handbook, I didn't dare to leave the cash register a single step."

"That bloody female ghost squatted for about two hours, I suppose."

"I didn't dare to provoke her actively, nor did I dare to have any eye contact. I just pretended she didn't exist."

"Later on, she left by herself."

What Su Qing said sounded simple, but how many people could handle it as calmly as she did??

As the saying goes.

You become more and more like the person you stay with.

Perhaps because Su Qing had been with Yang Feng for a long time, she gradually developed a calm and unruffled disposition.

"Fortunately you didn't provoke it."

"When the rules are unclear, it's best to avoid taking risks."

Yang Feng nodded, deeply agreeing with Su Qing's approach.

That being said.

Lately, the number of anomalies seemed to have decreased??

Over the past two days, aside from the labor dispatch work, the number of anomalies encountered had visibly decreased.

"Has the community's security gotten better?"

"Or is it that..."

An inexplicable sense of unease rose in Yang Feng's heart.

The calm before the storm was truly the most terrifying thing.

"Let's not talk about this anymore!!"

Su Qing suddenly straightened her posture, looking at Yang Feng with glittering eyes as she brandished her small fist.

"That moment just now felt really satisfying!!"

She was referring to the conflict downstairs.

Were they finally going to talk about this topic??

Cruel.

Bloody.

Yang Feng displayed a ruthlessness and decisiveness beyond ordinary people, severing Sun Mazi's arm without hesitation.

"Are you scared??"

Yang Feng's voice was a bit low.

A girl seeing such a cruel scene would feel uncomfortable inside, right??

"No."

Su Qing shook her head instead.

Not only was she not afraid of Yang Feng, but she instead felt a sense of security from being protected.

That final punch she threw vented the pent-up frustration in her heart even more.

All the grievances, fear, and anger accumulated over the past few days... seemed to have been punched out all at once!!

"I'm not scared at all."

Su Qing's brows curved, her pretty eyes staring brightly at Yang Feng.

"Is that so??"

The corners of Yang Feng's mouth ticked upward slightly as he made a small joke.

"Holding in your anger hurts your body!"

"Some cases of depression are bottled up like that."

As he spoke, he inched closer to Su Qing.

The distance between the two continued to close, as if they could feel each other's body temperature.

"Ahem."

Yang Feng coughed, rather stiffly spreading his arm and resting it on the back of the sofa, as if virtually embracing her.

"Hee hee."

Su Qing turned her head sideways, instantly seeing through his little thoughts, her lips curving into a mischievous smile.

This usually calm and steady man appeared somewhat clumsy when facing romance,

Therefore.

She proactively leaned over, gently nestling her body into Yang Feng's arms, finding a comfortable spot to rest her head against his solid chest.

Yang Feng's body stiffened for a few seconds before slowly relaxing, and that awkwardly suspended arm finally gently wrapped around Su Qing's shoulders.

For a moment, there was silence.

The room was so quiet that only each other's heartbeats could be heard.

Outside the window was a perilous, slaughter-filled world of anomalies.

Inside the small room, however, there was a warmth and tranquility isolated from the rest of the world.

Yang Feng.

Su Qing.

They seemed to have grown accustomed to this kind of life.

Ever since the moon devoured the entire city, the world had become unrecognizable.

They were also forced to grow in this catastrophe, gradually adapting to this life of dancing on the blade's edge.

Alternating work every day.

The two supported each other, facing life and death together, gradually developing an unspeakable tacit understanding.

It was not just the ambiguity between a man and a woman, but a shared trust through life and death.

"Yang Feng..."

Su Qing's voice carried a hint of laziness and shyness, her fingers unconsciously drawing circles on his chest.

"You won't take on any more missions tonight, right?"

She buried her face deeply into Yang Feng's chest, her voice growing smaller and smaller, almost inaudible.

Not taking missions.

Then what would they do??

Her burning pretty face and rapid heartbeat betrayed Su Qing's inner thoughts.

This was an obvious hint if ever there was one.

In an extremely oppressive and terrifying environment, mankind's most primitive instincts craved release.

Thump.

Thump, thump, thump.

Yang Feng's heartbeat accelerated, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down with difficulty.

He was a normal man; how could he possibly remain indifferent?

"Okay~~"

A hoarse word squeezed out from Yang Feng's throat, his voice trembling slightly.

Excitement and nervousness intertwined, causing his arms embracing Su Qing to tighten by a few fractions unconsciously.

The next second.

Yang Feng swept the girl in his arms up horizontally and strode towards the bedroom.

Thud.

Su Qing was tossed onto the bed.

She let out a gasp of surprise, too shy to do anything but bury her face directly into the blanket, yet her hands still wrapped around Yang Feng's neck, her body as soft as a puddle of water.

Peeking.

Su Qing pulled down the blanket, revealing only a pair of watery, big eyes, her cheeks blushing like a ripe peach, her gaze hazy and expectant.

Neither of them had much experience.

Su Qing had never dated a boyfriend, and Yang Feng's romantic history was completely blank.

They were both a bit nervous and awkward, not even knowing what to do next...

Yang Feng leaned down, looking at the shy and lovely girl beneath him, his breathing growing heavier.

Suddenly.

Bzz, bzz, bzz.

The mobile phone aside vibrated, ruining the atmosphere in the room.

Yang Feng furrowed his brow, originally wanting to ignore it, but the special prompt from the Humanity App was definitely not a trivial matter...

"Let's wait a moment."

Yang Feng picked up the phone somewhat irritably, and the blazing fire within him was instantly quenched by more than half.

【Warning!!】

【Warning!!】

【Current Weather】: Lightless!!

"Lightless??"

This was the first time such an extreme change in weather had appeared.

Full moon moment.

The silver moon disc hung high, dispelling most of the darkness and anomalies.

That was a time for Survivors to catch their breath. Everyone walked out of their homes, not needing to worry about being eaten by anomalies, gathering together to 'enjoy the harmonious atmosphere.'

Faint light moment.

Gloomy and oppressive, terror spread.

All kinds of anomalies lurked in the shadows, and a slight carelessness would lead to violating the rules and dying a miserable death.

【Lightless】

These two words exuded a despairing dead silence.

Yang Feng's heart skipped a beat as he strode to the window and yanked open the curtains.

Gone.

Everything was gone.

Above the endless night sky, there had originally been some scattered morning light, but at this moment it had vanished without a trace.

Replaced by a pure darkness, as if it was too thick to disperse, transforming into filthy darkness and Wriggling wildly.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

The stable lights in the room also began to flicker intermittently.

What??

Had even the electricity meter-protected room started to become unstable?

There was no time to enjoy romance between a man and a woman anymore.

"Tonight."

"Might be very tough."