WMSR — QT Chapter 134
WMSR – QT Chapter 134
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Chapter 134: The Senior of the Apocalypse
Facing Qi Yuanyuan's shock, Xiao Yi's expression remained completely unchanged as he stated flatly: "That's right, you heard correctly. What I am assigning you to do is precisely that. And this is your final opportunity—you had better execute it with every ounce of your capability. Otherwise, my base has no use for idle assets, and I will personally arrange a bunk for you down in the base's slums."
Though still reeling from the shock, Xiao Yi's glacial and absolute ultimatum made it instantly clear to Qi Yuanyuan that he was entirely serious, forcing her to clamp her mouth shut with a pale, bloodless face.
Consequently, across the ensuing days, a suspicious silhouette perpetually materialized not far from the villa assigned to Lin Jiawen. The individual in question was none other than Qi Yuanyuan, clad in exquisite attire and wearing cosmetics rarely seen in the apocalypse, lingering near the perimeter while biting her lip in agonizing internal conflict.
Indeed, the mandate Xiao Yi had assigned her that evening boiled down to an assignment she regarded as utterly preposterous—he wanted her to find a way to approach Ling Mengchen, orchestrate frequent encounters through feigned coincidences, and ideally reconstruct their former romantic bond. To frame it in more brazen terms, he was demanding that she seduce Ling Mengchen!
To ensure her mission proceeded with maximum efficacy, Xiao Yi had even supplied her with a cache of stunning apparel, featuring many items she had long envied but could never previously procure. Yet, standing in them now, she felt not a shred of genuine joy.
Though she recognized herself as an ordinary civilian, she possessed a baseline of personal pride. Only days ago, she had flaunted her importance to Xiao Yi right in front of that very same ex-boyfriend, boasting of her elevated standing; yet in the blink of an eye, she was being auctioned off with zero residue of dignity, practically shoved into her ex-boyfriend's arms by Xiao Yi's own volition. And now, the demands had escalated further, tasking her with throwing herself at him directly. Though he was her ex, and not some decrepit old man, self-respect dictated absolute resistance—this was an assignment she simply could not bring herself to execute. Thus, she engaged in passive resistance over the past few days. However, terrorized by the consequences Xiao Yi had outlined if she disobeyed, she dared not flee the premises entirely, reducing her activities to aimlessly pacing the surrounding perimeter.
Beyond the immediate crisis, what consumed her thoughts most intensely was her utter bewilderment over Xiao Yi's obsession with Ling Mengchen. Wasn't her ex-boyfriend merely an unpowered civilian? Why was Xiao Yi willing to invest any cost—to deploy any extreme measure—just to co-opt him? Did her useless ex-boyfriend possess some hidden, specialized utility worth courting at all costs?
Yet Qi Yuanyuan's burning questions were destined to receive zero clarification from Xiao Yi, a man who functioned as a cold machine of strict directives.
Every time her mind wandered down that path, a wave of deep melancholy washed over Qi Yuanyuan. Though she loathed to admit it, she knew deep down that she had genuinely fallen for Xiao Yi. Across five long years of receiving his protection, through every terrifying instant she believed she was about to be torn apart by zombies only for that specific man to materialize in the nick of time, her heart had surrendered completely—anchoring an affection far deeper than any she had ever harbored for anyone else. Her desperate ambition to become Xiao Yi's woman, publicly anchoring her identity to his side, wasn't driven purely by the fact that he was the supreme ability wielder; given the massive saturation of power-wielders in the sanctuary, had she lacked genuine affection, she could have easily attached herself to another high-ranking operative years ago. Backed by her striking physical appearance, she possessed absolute confidence in her ability to do so.
Yet, despite pouring such profound devotion into that man, what had her reward been? He had unhesitatingly shoved her into the arms of another. Reviewing Xiao Yi's recent actions, Qi Yuanyuan confirmed with absolute certainty that the man held zero residual attachment to her.
Though prolonged exposure to Xiao Yi's icy, unmoving indifference had already prepared her for this realization, confronting the finality of the betrayal still pierced her heart with acute pain.
While Qi Yuanyuan lingered at the corner of the street, consumed by mournful reflections concerning Xiao Yi, inside the very villa she was perpetually orbiting, a refined, slender man stood in total silence. Radiating the overwhelming aura of a powerful ability wielder, his features were carved into a mask of rigid wariness as he stared out the window at Qi Yuanyuan, as though tracking some terrifying primordial beast.
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That woman...
Gazing at the figure outside, Lin Jiawen's expression fluctuated between deep suspicion and cold menace. What on earth is she plotting?
"What's wrong? Why did you draw all the curtains shut?"
A voice so exquisitely mellifluous that it sent pleasant tingles down the edge of his ear drifted from behind. Without betraying a flicker of internal tension, Lin Jiawen pivoted smoothly, his hand adjusting the heavy drapes he had pulled into a narrow observational slit, sealing them back into a seamless, light-blocking barrier. He responded with practiced calm: "Nothing of consequence. It's simply grown colder recently, and keeping the curtains drawn traps baseline thermal heat inside."
Is that so?
Within the apocalypse, electricity ranked among the rarest, most heavily rationed commodities. Across the preceding five years, Bai Yichen and Lin Jiawen had existed in a state of absolute, permanent electrical blackout. Now, upon arriving at the Lingxiao Survivor Base, though residential sectors designated for elite ability wielders enjoyed restored power grids, allocations remained strictly capped at two lighting fixtures per household—with central heating remaining an absolute impossibility.
Filtered through the dim, filtered illumination, Bai Yichen couldn't read the subtle micro-expressions shifting across Lin Jiawen's face, leaving him to tentatively accept an explanation that sounded marginally plausible.
Once Bai Yichen turned and walked away, Lin Jiawen finally released the breath he had been holding, refraining from tearing the blackout curtains open again.
Yet the mere thought of the woman perpetually lurking outside reignited a sharp, burning irritation in his chest. That woman—I need to devise a permanent method to eliminate her.
Meanwhile, standing sentinel outside, Qi Yuanyuan checked her watch. Figuring she had logged sufficient hours at her post today, she satisfied her internal quota for completing the assigned task.
The instant that thought surfaced, staying frozen in the freezing wind became utterly intolerable; shivering in her stylish, frost-defying attire prioritizing aesthetic grace over actual warmth, she prepared to march back. Yet after taking a few strides toward home, she abruptly pivoted in a different direction. It was still far too early; dreading the prospect of facing Xiao Yi's ice-cold, interrogative glare upon returning too soon, she lacked the courage to cross his threshold just yet.
Opting to delay her return, Qi Yuanyuan drifted toward the base's sole commercial street—a familiar territory she frequently browsed. The environment offered a comforting sense of routine, and the local inhabitants met her with their customary, practiced deference. Every ordinary civilian she crossed paths with flashed an immediate, ingratiating smile, her senses even registering an intensified wave of sycophantic eagerness. The underlying trigger was glaringly obvious: noting her remarkably fresh, upgraded apparel, the onlookers assumed her standing as Xiao Yi's favored woman had reached unprecedented heights of influence.
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