I'm a cannon fodder, but I'm actually a heartthrob

Rong Jin didn’t have a mobile phone and couldn’t set an alarm, so he was woken up at 0517: in the morning.

[Aren't you looking for a job today? Go there early. It will be hard to find one if you are late.]

Rong Jin put on his clothes and said, "Yes, thank you Qiqi for reminding me."

Lin Yi had already gotten up and left. Rong Jin got out of bed, put on his shoes, washed up, packed up, took the base card and went to Building 7 to pick up today's work.

Ordinary people’s missions are basically carried out at the base, which is very safe, but the points will be correspondingly less.

The mission hall for ordinary people is in Building 7, some distance away from the accommodation building.

It took Rong Jin twenty minutes to reach Building 7. There were so many people there that they had to queue up to maintain order.

Everyone’s task is random. Rong Jin waited in the task hall for another ten minutes and received his task.

"Cleaning Building 1?"

What is Building 1 used for?

Rong Jin didn’t have a map, so he couldn’t remember.

0517 said: [Where the base manager is, go there and take a look. ]

"Oh~"

Building 7 is closer to Building 1. It took Rong Jin three minutes to reach the door of Building 1 and entered with the task card in his hand.

"Are you here to clean today?"

Rong Jin turned around when he heard the voice and saw Xing Mo.

He was a little slow in answering the other person: "Yeah, it's me."

Xing Mo stared at Rong Jin's face for a moment, then said, "Let's go, go clean the fourth floor. If you can't finish cleaning in the morning, continue in the afternoon."

Rong Jin followed Xing Mo and walked to the fourth floor.

The fourth floor is the conference room. A meeting was held there last night. There is no one there at this time and it is not too dirty.

Rong Jin took the broom placed in the corner, bent over and cleaned the place carefully.

The curtains in the conference room were drawn and the light was dim. Rong Jin couldn't see anything clearly and accidentally bumped into the corner of the table.

"hiss."

Xing Mo heard his voice and quickly came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Rong Jin's eyes were misty, and he was too painful to answer Xing Mo.

Seeing this, Xing Mo helped him sit on the chair. Looking at Rong Jin crying silently, he felt depressed.

"Rong Jin, how are you?"

Rong Jin sobbed slightly, and when the pain subsided a little, he said, "It's okay, I bumped into the table, it's too dark here."

"Dark?" Xing Mo frowned in confusion.

The curtains in the conference room were drawn, but they only blocked 70% of the light, so the conference room wasn't that dark. Besides, the door was open, so how could you not see clearly?

Xing Mo stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Rong Jin's eyes. Rong Jin bit his lip without blinking, as if he saw nothing at all.

too weird.

Xing Mo couldn't help but think more.

How could humans not be able to see even this little light, except... zombies.

Zombies' eyesight is notoriously poor, and they find humans in slightly darker places through their sense of smell.

The boy is a zombie?

Xing Mo rejected this idea.

After all, the boy is so handsome and has self-awareness, how could he be a zombie?

Maybe it's because of poor eyesight.

Rong Jin didn't know that he was on the verge of falling off the horse. He covered the part that was touched and said to 0517: "Qiqi, it hurts, it's so dark around me."

Rong Jin doesn't like dark environments.

0517: [You are a zombie. You can't see anything clearly in dark places. You can only see your own kind.]

"Ah?" Before Rong Jin could think about it, Xing Mo lifted up his pants and saw that the skin he touched was bruised, which was particularly glaring against the snow-white skin.

"Wait a moment, I'll go find the medicine box."

After saying this, Xing Mo walked out of the meeting room without looking back.

After Xing Mo left, Rong Jin felt even more uneasy in the pitch-dark environment and could only rely on talking to 0517 to reduce his inner fear.

"Deng deng deng-"

Xing Mo did not close the door when he left. The sound of footsteps coming from nowhere added a touch of horror to the quiet atmosphere.

"Qiqi, is that a human or a ghost outside?" Rong Jin thought of the ghost that Qi Wuxi was talking about.

Although he already knew that those sounds were made by Qi Wuxi controlling the vines, he was still a little panicked.

0517 To put it simply: [People. ]

Hearing that there was someone outside, Rong Jin was not so panicked anymore. He sat on the chair and waited for the protagonist to come find him.

The door of the conference room was wide open, and Rong Jin was sitting sideways facing the door, so anyone who came over could easily see this handsome young man.

Wen Zhimin paused and stared at Rong Jin.

When did such a handsome boy come to the base?

Wen Zhimin never thought of himself as someone who was obsessed with looks, but after seeing the young man, his heartbeat quickened uncontrollably.

Wen Zhimin hated the feeling of being out of control, but at this moment he couldn't think of hurting the boy at all.

He took a deep breath, changed direction and walked towards Rong Jin.

Entering the conference room, Wen Zhimin closed the door casually and observed the boy's distracted purple eyes.

blind?

Can a blind person survive for a year in the apocalypse? The answer is impossible.

The boy is so handsome, he must be protected by someone.

The person who can sit here and protect him must be the base manager.

But Wen Zhimin, as the leader of the base, was completely unaware of this.

Wow, you’re really good at hiding.

He gently touched the boy's face, and the boy quickly shrank into his shell like a snail, but unfortunately the shell that protected him from the wind and rain was no longer there.

"who are you?"

Wen Zhimin laughed and said, "Shouldn't you introduce yourself before asking about someone's identity?"

"Oh, yes," Rong Jin said obediently, "My name is Yun Rong Jin, I'm here to clean the conference room."

No, Rong Jin frowned and thought, why should he tell this stranger his identity? It was obviously him who broke in and touched him.

Rong Jin covered his face unhappily: "Go away and don't disturb me while I'm cleaning."

Wen Zhimin was touched by his cuteness and poked Rong Jin's face several times on purpose, "Cleaning? I don't believe it. Did you sneak in?"

Rong Jin would never allow anyone to question him, and said angrily, "No! My mission is stuck here, if you don't believe me, just look."

Wen Zhimin has very good eyesight and can see the words on the task card clearly without taking it.

He realized that he had misunderstood, so he said, "I'm sorry, it's my fault."

The other party apologized, and Rong Jin felt much better: "Okay, okay, I forgive you."

Wen Zhimin bent down and looked directly at Rong Jin, and found that the other party seemed not to see him and was just looking at the wall.

"Your eyes can't see?"

Rong Jin said, "No, I can see, but I can't see clearly in the dark. I have injured my eyes before."

Wen Zhimin did not doubt his words, so he asked again: "Aren't you here to clean? Why are you sitting here?"

"You talk too much," Rong Jin sighed and pointed at his leg, "I touched my leg and it hurts. I didn't mean to be lazy."

Wen Zhimin had been staring at the other person's eyes and didn't notice the marks on his legs.

"Does it hurt?"

"Nonsense, it hurts." It was the first time that Rong Jin met someone who was dumber than himself.

Wen Zhimin raised his hand and said, "I'll help you with the treatment."

A minute later, Rong Jin touched the injured area and opened his eyes wide: "It really doesn't hurt anymore, it's amazing."

Wen Zhimin smiled and wanted to say something else, but Xing Mo kicked the door open and looked at him coldly.

"Wen Zhimin, what are you doing?"