Chapter 41: The Fool Who Abandoned His Wife and Child in the Apocalypse (Part 11)

“Get some sleep first.” Those were the last words Shen Ke heard before she lost consciousness.

Shen Ke’s body went limp and began to slump to one side. Wen Su reached out and caught her, pulling her into her arms.

Shen Ke’s body was slender and fragile, fitting perfectly into her embrace.

Wen Su easily scooped Shen Ke up. Her gaze deepened, inscrutable, as she turned to her subordinate. “Go tell her that I’m not seeing anyone today.” With that, the corner of her lips curved up slightly. She continued, “Also, if anyone asks about Shen Ke, say that Shen Ke left with someone else.”

The subordinate responded with a resounding, “Yes!”

In the laboratory, the wound on Wen Zhao’s heart had already been healed.

She sat up from the operating table and gave the healing Ability User who had treated her a small, sweet smile. “Thank you, big sis.”

The healing Ability User fell silent, her eyes even showing some fear. “Haha, n-no problem.” This kid had clearly suffered a fatal injury, yet she was still alive. Among all the Ability Users she knew, there was no such existence. Calling her a monster wouldn’t be an overstatement.

Wen Zhao’s smile didn’t fade. She stepped down from the operating table and casually draped a white coat over her shoulders.

She needed to hurry and find Ke Mama.

Meanwhile, in the conference room, Qu Xi received the message that the leader wouldn’t be coming today.

She wasn’t angry. She had only wanted to see who the new leader was anyway. If she couldn’t see her today, there was always tomorrow.

The moment she stepped out the door, Qu Xi’s expression visibly darkened. She could no longer sense Shen Ke’s presence.

“Shen Ke!”

She called out several times in a row, but no one answered. Qu Xi’s expression turned anxious. There were far too many Ability Users in Dawn Base who were stronger than Shen Ke, and the order was chaotic. She feared that Shen Ke had been taken away by someone else.

“Qu Ability User!”

Suddenly, Qu Xi heard someone calling her. She turned and saw the person who had just delivered the message to her.

That person said, “Qu Ability User, if you’re looking for a woman named Shen Ke, she’s already left with someone else.”

Qu Xi let out a cold laugh, her eyes sharp as blades. Lightning danced at her fingertips, and her aura was terrifyingly powerful. “Who did she leave with? Anyone active in this area, I should know. So, who?”

Qu Xi extended her hand, and a bolt of lightning exploded right in front of that person’s eyes. “Do you think I’m an idiot?”

That person’s body suddenly turned ice-cold. Qu Xi was usually all smiles around the base, so she had forgotten that Qu Xi was a formidable A-Rank Ability User—the strongest in offensive power with her Lightning Ability.

And she was only a C-Rank Ability User. She had no chance against someone of Qu Xi’s strength.

Cold sweat beaded on that person’s forehead. She answered cautiously, “She left with the leader.” In the face of such overwhelming power, lying was impossible. “As for where they went, I really don’t know.”

Qu Xi’s gaze was deep and cold. She knew she wouldn’t get any more useful information by pressing further.

Someone like Shen Ke really might follow a powerful person.

But she was clearly hers. Why should she go off with someone else? She would snatch Shen Ke back.

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Shen Ke’s breathing was steady and even. Wen Su stood by the bedside and extended her pale, slender fingertip, gently tracing Shen Ke’s delicate cheek.

“I didn’t want to find you so soon.”

“You’ll distract me.”

Seeing Shen Ke again stirred emotions in her heart far more intense than she had imagined.

It could even be called pleasure.

Her fingertip slid along the skin down to Shen Ke’s neck, where the hickeys stood out like red plum blossoms fallen into snow—shockingly vivid.

Wen Su sat down along the edge of the bed and gently stripped Shen Ke of her clothes.

Beneath the clothes were even more marks than she had imagined.

Looking at those perky, round breasts, Wen Su’s fingertip landed on the bite marks around them.

Bite marks of varying sizes, lengths, and depths.

Wen Su chuckled lowly. She lifted Shen Ke’s legs, her gaze fixating on the bite marks covering the roots of her thighs.

“Such a slut. One person wasn’t enough for you, so you needed two?”

“Look at this—swollen like this.” Wen Su pressed her fingertip against it but only rubbed gently at the entrance.

Then Wen Su stood up and went to a wooden low cabinet. She pulled open a drawer, took out a syringe filled with pale green liquid, returned to the bedside, and injected it into Shen Ke’s arm.

The marks on Shen Ke’s body vanished at a visible speed, her skin returning to its flawless whiteness.

Shen Ke’s lashes trembled lightly. She slowly opened her eyes. As her memories flooded back, her heart jolted violently.

She widened her eyes and looked at Wen Su beside her. Her red-rimmed eyes looked moist and pitiful, her voice even carrying a sobbing tone. “Wen Su, y-you won’t kill me, right?”

Wen Su’s smile was gentle, but her words were not. “Do you remember what I said before?”

Shen Ke bit her lower lip and sat up on the bed. Only then did she realize that all the discomfort in her body had vanished.

She lowered her head and looked at her own body—a flawless, bare, pristine form presented before her eyes.

Wen Su’s laughter was soft. “When you do something wrong, you have to pay the price.”

With that, Wen Su reached out, gripped Shen Ke’s chin, and gently lifted her head. Staring at that beautiful face, Wen Su leaned down and planted a kiss at the corner of Shen Ke’s lips.

Shen Ke knew exactly what Wen Su meant, but she didn’t want to. After all, she had just been with the other two not long ago.

Shen Ke turned her head away, dodging Wen Su’s kiss. She said coldly, “I don’t want to.”

Wen Su’s smile faded. The hand pinching Shen Ke’s chin tightened slightly. “Shen Ke, you don’t have a choice.”

Shen Ke bit her lower lip, her mind racing. After a moment of silence, her momentum weakened. “Wen Su, I was just too panicked back then, so I left you behind. Besides, aren’t you fine now?”

“Can we make up?” She didn’t know how Wen Su had survived or become the leader of Dawn Base, but she was no match for Wen Su now. Showing weakness was the way to survive.

Wen Su had no interest in hearing Shen Ke’s nonsense. She bit down on Shen Ke’s neck. “Keep talking, and I’ll cut out your tongue.”

Instantly, Shen Ke’s face paled. She covered her mouth with her hand, not daring to speak another word.

Seeing this, Wen Su laughed. She took Shen Ke’s other hand and gently kissed the soft palm.

So timid, yet unexpectedly cute.

Compared to Shen Ke’s beautiful appearance, she preferred Shen Ke’s personality.

Vicious, cowardly, opportunistic, and decisive.

Able to come up with the most useful plan in danger—pure evil, yet equally beautiful.

Once you paid attention to Shen Ke, it seemed effortless to like her.

Wen Su’s kisses trailed from the palm down Shen Ke’s arm.

Little by little, she left marks on that white skin.

Shen Ke felt itchy from the kisses, but she didn’t dare resist. She was sure Wen Su would follow through—after all, Wen Su was the one she had pushed into a pile of zombies.

Putting herself in Wen Su’s shoes, if someone had pushed her into a zombie horde, she would want to devour them alive.

The only reason she was still alive here was probably Wen Su’s lingering attachment to their seven years of marriage.

“Ah—” Lost in thought, Shen Ke suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest. She looked down and met Wen Su’s deep black eyes.

Wen Su’s brows slanted upward, always giving an innocent impression—especially now, looking up at her, seeming all the more pitiable. “What are you thinking about? Other people?”

“Shen Ke, I get jealous too.”

Shen Ke shook her head and said nothing.

Wen Su’s smile deepened a little, guessing that Shen Ke had taken her words seriously. It was almost too cute.

Wen Su wrapped her arm around Shen Ke’s waist and kissed her. She would cover Shen Ke’s body with her marks, inside and out, from head to toe.

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“Wen Su! Y-ugh, it hurts so much! What’s wrong with you!” Shen Ke’s brows furrowed in pain as large teardrops rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

“How could you just go in like that!”

Wen Su stopped her movements. She seemed to encounter something incomprehensible, her eyes filled with confusion. “Shen Ke, what’s wrong?”

Shen Ke’s anger surged, her cheeks flushing red as if burning—vivid and striking. She stared straight at Wen Su and said coldly, “If this is your way of punishing me, forget I said anything.”

Shen Ke turned over and buried her face in the pillow, sobbing softly. “I spoke up, so cut out my tongue if you want.”

“It wasn’t on purpose. It’s all your fault—you hurt me so much.” She sounded utterly aggrieved.

Wen Su kissed Shen Ke’s slender, pinkish shoulder. She didn’t understand. In the past, after she had implanted mental suggestions in Shen Ke, she always clamored for fingers inside. But once they were in, Shen Ke would cry and whine about the pain.

She cooed softly, “I won’t cut out your tongue.”

“Tell me, what should I do?”

Shen Ke ignored Wen Su, burying her face in the pillow and crying nonstop.

Wen Su frowned in confusion and moved her fingers slightly.

Noticing Shen Ke clench up, Wen Su sighed. Something even harder than experiments had arisen.

She knew where a woman’s sensitive spots were, but on her first actual attempt, she regrettably failed.

Shen Ke suddenly said, “You’re not actually Wen Su, are you?” She propped herself up on the bed, lowered her head, and looked past her chest downward, meeting Wen Su’s pale, slender forearm.

“Wen Su is skilled. She wouldn’t need me to teach her. If this isn’t punishment, then you’re not Wen Su at all.”

“You didn’t even use lube—something so basic. You clearly have no idea.”

As soon as Shen Ke finished speaking, an arm wrapped around her waist. Her vision shifted abruptly. When it steadied, she was face-to-face with Wen Su.

Wen Su’s smile was faint as she openly displayed the deep desire in her eyes to Shen Ke.

For some reason, a chill ran down Shen Ke’s back.

Wen Su slowly moved her fingers. “Is that so?” Her eyes darkened.

Shen Ke let out an unbearable muffled groan. Her fingers left long red marks on Wen Su’s back, her body growing hot. Her beast-form ears and tail emerged.

Tears blurring her vision, she stared at Wen Su. Wen Su’s gaze seemed to carry scorching heat, extending from Shen Ke’s eyes into her very flesh.

As if burned, Shen Ke arched her back slightly, her tone turning soft and coquettish. “Ugh—Wen Su, what did you just do?”

Wen Su gently kissed Shen Ke’s red lips, her voice hoarse yet calm. “You’ll find out soon.”

Something foreign moved inside her body. Shen Ke buried her head in Wen Su’s neck as Wen Su continuously kneaded the base of her tail.

Shen Ke’s white cat ears flattened low. One low moan after another escaped her parted red lips, gradually tinged with pleasure.

The air around them seemed to heat up with Shen Ke’s emotions, growing thick and humid.

Shen Ke’s tail uncontrollably wrapped around Wen Su’s thigh, as if seeking a more hidden spot.

Wen Su grabbed the fluffy tail and whispered into Shen Ke’s ear, “The tail too.”

Shen Ke’s eyes were hazy with lust, her cheeks flushed, lips swollen. Her crying appearance was utterly debauched.

She pressed down on Wen Su’s shoulders, lightly pushing back. “Don’t—ugh—”

Wen Su’s movements were too fast. Shen Ke clearly felt the tickling sensation of cat fur scraping.

“Wu wu wu.” She couldn’t speak. The strange sensation eroded her entire mind.

Shen Ke, immersed in desire, had no idea that Qu Xi had gone mad searching for her.

Night had already fallen deep.

“Baby, come here. Let me kiss you.” Zhang Yuxian, wrapped in a bathrobe, gazed at the two beauties on the bed—bound only with red ribbons—and felt her desire surge.

The two beauties arched their butts, looking back at her coquettishly. “Sis, come on already.”

After the new leader took over and changed a bunch of rules, she had been exhausted these past two days. Now that she finally had some free time, of course she would cuddle up with some beauties.

But just as Zhang Yuxian pressed down, the wall on the side of the room collapsed with a crash.

Zhang Yuxian froze, then fury boiled up. “Fuck, which lunatic is this?” Being interrupted at a time like this would piss anyone off.

Purple vines spread from her palm. No matter who it was, she was going to kill them today!!!

As the dust settled, Qu Xi’s striking face emerged. Her eyes were bloodshot, her expression as sinister as a demon’s, her body crackling with electric light.

She stared deathly at Zhang Yuxian. “New leader. Where is she?”

The vines in Zhang Yuxian’s hand retracted instantly. It was the first time she had seen Qu Xi like this—as if one wrong word would get her killed.

Zhang Yuxian pulled her bathrobe closed and laughed awkwardly. “Oh, the new leader? I don’t know.”