Chapter 43: The Fool Who Abandoned His Wife and Child in the Apocalypse (Part 13)

Seven years ago, she married Wen Su only because of the interests of their two families.

There were no feelings between them.

She only knew that Wen Su was a doctorate in biology.

She did not want to know anything else, nor did she want to have contact with someone like Wen Su, who seemed to have no romance at all.

Their real contact began three years ago when she somehow ended up in bed with Wen Su, and it felt pretty good.

They were both adults, and she had desires too. Rather than find someone else, it was better to go to Wen Su.

In this way, she and Wen Su maintained a relationship like friends with benefits.

There were no emotions between them, only physical needs.

Wen Su never pried into her affairs, and she never pried into Wen Su’s.

It should have stayed that way forever, but after treating her like a sex slave for a week, why did Wen Su now reveal her most hidden secret to her?

Even if she knew, who would believe the words of one person?

Most importantly, whether she could escape from Wen Su was now a problem.

Wen Su was truly too hateful. She must have thought of all this long ago, so it didn’t matter if she told her.

Leaning against Wen Su’s chest, Shen Ke’s expression gradually turned ugly. She suddenly pushed Wen Su away, her tone vicious: “Wen Su, even if you tell me all this, I can’t kill you.”

“Would those people believe the random words of one person? You’re truly too hateful. Do you want everyone to think I’m crazy?”

“Shouting that you’re the culprit of the apocalypse.”

Wen Su retreated a few steps following the force of Shen Ke’s push, her gaze falling on those constantly opening and closing swollen red lips, her expression darkening slightly.

Noticing Wen Su’s silence, Shen Ke snorted coldly and arrogantly lifted her head: “Don’t just talk about me. Don’t treat me like a fool.” After she spoke, the atmosphere quieted down.

Shen Ke clenched her palm, suddenly realizing that she was currently under Wen Su’s revenge. Had her tone just now been too aggressive?

Would Wen Su punish her, like cutting off her tongue, breaking her legs, or stuffing that terrifying toy inside her?

After these few days together, her understanding of Wen Su had been completely overturned.

Wen Su was like a madwoman with skin hunger. As long as they were together, she would crazily kiss her, hug her, and bite her.

Although very gentle, the constant repetition left no good skin on her entire body.

That place was always wet and slick, easily accommodating three of Wen Su’s fingers.

This was perhaps also Wen Su’s revenge, turning her body promiscuous.

No one would easily forgive someone who tried to kill them. Maybe the secret Wen Su had just mentioned wasn’t a secret at all, just a trick. If she really did that, Wen Su might kill her without hesitation.

Thinking of these things, Shen Ke’s momentum weakened. She bit her lower lip and lifted her eyes. Her red and swollen eye sockets made her look pitiful, yet the upturned corners of her eyes carried a seductive charm.

Shen Ke kept tormenting her own lips. The atmosphere was too quiet, and she couldn’t read any emotion from Wen Su’s pale face.

Tension unconsciously appeared on Shen Ke’s face as her gaze switched back and forth between the lab bench and Wen Su.

This seemed to be the first time she had seriously examined Wen Su.

Wen Su had black eyes and a white face, with a slender and tall figure. The loose white coat made her look as thin as paper, as if a gust of wind could blow her over.

Her features were elegant and refined, with a very clear and beautiful appearance. Her eyebrows sloped downward at the ends, but rose upward, and when she smiled, her brows seemed slightly furrowed, both pitiful and faintly mad.

But Wen Su’s temperament masked that madness, so people wouldn’t scrutinize her appearance closely and would only think she was a stable-tempered and gentle person.

However, with the same brows and eyes, Wen Zhao lacked Wen Su’s maturity. Her smiles always carried a crazy vibe.

Time passed bit by bit. Shen Ke seemed to hear the clock ticking in her ears, counting down to her death.

Shen Ke wore only a pink apron, its hem short enough to just cover her thighs. The neckline was very wide, as if lowering her head would expose everything.

Shen Ke didn’t notice this. She hugged her arms, and the deep cleavage clamped the wide neckline, creating a not-too-long crease in the middle of the apron’s collar.

Shen Ke’s eyes were wide, her nose tip red, like a startled little cat, fully displaying her unease on her face.

Her voice lowered: “Why aren’t you speaking? Wen Su, what are you thinking?” It sounded a bit like coquetry.

Wen Su’s eyelashes trembled slightly. She reached out and gently stroked Shen Ke’s lips. “I want to kiss you.” At such a close distance, she took in all of Shen Ke’s expressions, movements, and gazes. She didn’t want to hear what Shen Ke said; she just wanted to kiss those lips that Shen Ke kept tormenting.

Upon hearing this, Shen Ke quickly closed her eyes, her legs uncontrollably rubbing together: “No! That place won’t even close anymore.”

“Don’t you know? It always takes you in so easily.”

The resistance on Shen Ke’s face was too obvious, but her words only fueled lewd imaginations. Combined, they only made the desire in one’s heart swell, wanting to replace that pretty face’s resistance with longing.

Wen Su’s eyes deepened. She wrapped her arm around Shen Ke’s waist and pulled her back into her embrace. Her pale thin lips brushed Shen Ke’s ear, her voice low, slow, and gentle to the extreme: “What to do, Shen Ke? I like you even more now.” Cats truly had seductive power. She had clearly only said she wanted to kiss, not play down there.

Shen Ke whipped her head around, surprised, her eyes widening. She opened her lips, but before she could say anything, they were captured by Wen Su.

A numbing sensation spread from her tongue tip throughout her body. Shen Ke’s legs suddenly went weak, and she could only cling to Wen Su’s neck for support.

It felt so good. How had her body become like this?

This was the laboratory, surrounded by corpses, the pungent smell of chemical reagents filling the entire space.

Wen Su said she liked her? Did she mean what she thought?

Shen Ke was pressed onto a clean lab bench. She wore only an apron, so Wen Su could touch there without any obstruction if she reached out.

But doing it in the lab was too perverted.

Yet it felt so good. She wanted it so much.

However, Wen Su only kept kissing her without other actions. Shen Ke uncomfortably began to grind.

Wen Su bit Shen Ke’s lip, then released her, her voice hoarse: “I won’t do anything else. I just want to kiss you.”

Shen Ke’s face and eyes were red from the kisses. She bit her lip, closed her legs, and sat on the lab bench.

Her expression was both shy and annoyed. Wen Su was so hateful! She got her all worked up and then stopped.

Wen Su saw Shen Ke’s expression and thought she was resisting her touch.

Wen Su kissed Shen Ke’s cheek: “Even if you don’t like it, I still want to touch you.”

“Don’t forget, I’m taking revenge on you.”

Shen Ke lowered her long lashes, her displeasure written on her face. Suddenly, she remembered what Wen Su had just said. An idea popped into Shen Ke’s mind. She looked at Wen Su, in a coquettish voice: “Wen Su, you like me, huh.”

Wen Su slowly curved her lips and nodded. “Yes, I like you, so I want to keep you locked by my side even more.”

Shen Ke blinked, reached out, and drew circles on Wen Su’s chest with her pink fingertip. At some point, a tail had emerged from her back and began lightly sweeping Wen Su’s belly.

Shen Ke’s attitude changed too quickly; anyone could tell she was up to no good. Wen Su didn’t stop her but quietly listened to her speak.

Someone once said that if someone knew what you liked, it would surely be exploited.

She knew Shen Ke’s personality like the back of her hand. When someone liked her, Shen Ke’s first reaction wasn’t joy or disgust, but how to use it.

“Wen Su, I can like you too. If you make me the leader of Dawn Base, I’ll stay by your side forever.”

“I’ll also keep your secret for you.”

Wen Su quietly watched Shen Ke, seeing the poorly hidden ambition and scheming in her eyes.

What a bad cat.

If she really became the leader of Dawn Base, she would probably abandon her at the first opportunity.

Wen Su chuckled lightly. One hand around Shen Ke’s back, the other under her knees, she lifted her into her arms.

“Mm, you can use me as much as you want, if you can bear the price.”

“If you abandon me then, I’ll chop off your hands and feet and keep you by my side forever.”

“Because I like you, Shen Ke.”

Wen Su said it lightly, but Shen Ke felt a chill run through her body. Wen Su’s like was both honey and poison.

This madwoman was definitely serious. After all, she had turned the world into this for an idea.

But now that she knew Wen Su’s secret, once she became the leader of Dawn Base, she could gather everyone and kill Wen Su.

“Shen Ke, are you thinking of killing me after becoming the leader?”

Shen Ke’s expression instantly blanked. She slowly raised her head and met Wen Su’s drooping eyes.

Those pupils were pitch black, exceptionally deep and cold. Shen Ke’s heart plummeted to the bottom. Wen Su was too terrifying; she could easily read her thoughts.

Wen Su sighed: “Shen Ke, why are you so stupid.”

Shen Ke stiffly opened her lips but couldn’t utter a word.

Wen Su continued: “I said I’d give you the right to choose. If you want to kill me, I won’t stop you.”

“But I’m still punishing you. Pushing me into the zombie pile almost killed me. I can’t let you off that easily.”

“So I don’t want to see any resistance or disgust on your face.”

“That would make me unhappy.”

Wen Su smiled on her face, but Shen Ke couldn’t tell if it was a joke or real. She pressed her face to Wen Su’s chest, not letting Wen Su see her expression.

Wen Su saying she liked her must be playing with her. Who treated someone they liked like this!!!

So annoying!

Shen Ke inexplicably felt wronged. She bit her lip, letting tears soak Wen Su’s clothes.

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“Tch, not lightning-type.”

Looking at the green crystal core tossed out from the zombie’s brain, Qu Xi’s face was full of disgust.

This was the twelfth ability zombie she had eliminated.

She pocketed the crystal core and sat on the ground. In front of her was a coiled black serpent.

Qu Xi casually wiped the sweat from her forehead and panted heavily. Her supernatural ability was almost depleted, but she didn’t want to stop. Only by constantly using her supernatural ability could it grow stronger.

“Hey, Stinky Snake, can we really not beat that person?” Qu Xi was disheveled, her clothes tattered as if unchanged for a long time. The dirt covered her pretty face and fair skin completely, leaving only her bloodshot eyes prominent.

Wen Zhao slowly opened her eyes, her golden snake pupils cold and eerie. She raised her snake head, parted her jaws, and a magnetic, clear voice leaked from her snake mouth: “That person’s supernatural ability is Blood Control.”

“She can make the blood in a person’s body explode instantly.”

“Far more powerful than you can imagine.”

Qu Xi irritably scratched her arm nonstop, even when it bled and tore flesh. She stared deadly at the freshly dug-open zombie head, her pale lips mumbling: “Not enough. This is too slow.” Just depleting her supernatural ability to grow stronger was too slow. She needed crystal cores, lots and lots of lightning-type crystal cores.

Every second without seeing Shen Ke was torment for her.

Longing didn’t fade with time; it only deepened.

Qu Xi’s voice was hoarse and grating, like it had been sliced by a knife: “I have to go farther away.” It would take a lot of time, but she had no choice.

She couldn’t find Shen Ke and could only pin her hopes on Wen Zhao.

Qu Xi turned her dry eyes toward Wen Zhao: “No, I can’t go. Shen Ke is still waiting for me.” She stood up and started walking forward. “Gotta go faster.”

Wen Zhao flicked out her forked tongue and said softly: “Stupid Bastard.” Wen Zhao uncoiled her body and slithered after Qu Xi.

Seeing Qu Xi’s supernatural ability gradually deplete, Wen Zhao transformed into human form, her body covered in black hard scales.

Wen Zhao walked forward and slowly smiled, cold light flickering in her brilliant golden eyes.

Qu Xi felt her body had no supernatural ability left to release, and now she faced a speed-type ability zombie.

This zombie was stronger than all the previous ones she had faced.

The zombie was too fast; even dodging was strenuous for Qu Xi now.

She tsked and turned to call Wen Zhao, but suddenly her stomach ached. She saw Wen Zhao in front of her, lips curved slightly, smiling sweetly.

Wen Zhao pulled her hand out of Qu Xi’s belly. It was drenched in blood and looked utterly terrifying.

In the next instant, she gripped Qu Xi’s arm and flung her hard at the oncoming zombie.

“Urgh—”

Qu Xi spewed out a large mouthful of blood. The wound in her abdomen that Wen Zhao had inflicted was pierced straight through once more by the zombie.

Wen Zhao stood at a distance and watched the scene unfold. Her smile deepened slightly. “So you’re a stupid bastard.”

She had believed her so easily. How could Wen Zhao possibly let this woman go—the one who had taken Ke Mama’s first time and ambushed her?

This woman was far stronger than she had imagined, with deep reserves of supernatural ability. Otherwise, Wen Zhao could have killed her on the first day.

Wen Zhao sighed regretfully, her expression tinged with pity. “So don’t covet what you shouldn’t covet.” With that, she turned and walked away.

She had never intended to cooperate with anyone from the start. Ke Mama could only belong to her alone.

Qu Xi collapsed to the ground. She stared fixedly at Wen Zhao’s retreating figure, the light in her eyes flickering on and off. Blood kept pouring from her belly nonstop, and that zombie had already begun gnawing at her arm.

Should she hate?

Hate herself for being stupid—for losing her mind over a woman, for trusting others so lightly, and ending up dying here.

Qu Xi arduously turned her head toward the sky. “So pathetic.” She felt her life slipping away, her body growing colder and colder.

Qu Xi cried sadly. “I won’t get to see you again.” But even the sound of her crying grew fainter and fainter.

Death, longing, and fear enveloped her completely.

She was only twenty-one. She had only wanted to be with the person she loved.

She wasn’t actually strong at all—