What's wrong with being a little arrogant in the apocalypse just to support my wife?

The last word was swallowed by dark eyes, and Jiang Yue's few sobs dissipated in the pattering bathroom.

Her lips were stained with blood, turning crimson. Her clothes were completely removed, revealing her torn wounds, and a strong, muscular body held her captive.

The muscles in his back were clearly visible, like a wild beast poised to pounce, his eyes filled with excitement and danger.

Jiang Yue was panting, with red marks on her neck and collarbone. Her eyelids were half-closed, and her eyes and earlobes were all bright red.

The sense of shame that had grown within Jiang Yue prevented her from naturally exposing her body in front of Lu Yize. She crossed one arm over her chest, tilted her head slightly, and let the other arm hang down naturally, as if trying to cover herself, her eyelashes trembling.

Lu Yize looked down at her, his mind reeling at the sight before him. Jiang Yue's long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, water still dripping from the ends, and her fair skin was flushed with embarrassment.

It was so beautiful that his heart trembled.

Lu Yize lowered his head and kissed Jiang Yue's lips. Jiang Yue obediently looked up, and her reaction pleased Lu Yize's strange possessiveness, causing his Adam's apple to bob slightly.

He reached out and grabbed the bathrobe beside him, loosely draping it over Jiang Yue after she had finished washing.

Jiang Yue was stunned by his sudden action, but before she could react, Lu Yize's hand moved to the back of her head, blocking her way and pinning her down, his tongue probing to deepen the kiss.

They pressed on relentlessly, their beastly nature untamed.

The wanton plunder made Jiang Yue's breathing even more rapid. Lu Yize's left hand gripped Jiang Yue's waist, and the force uncontrollably increased.

Once his usual calm and collected facade was removed, Lu Yize revealed desires that contradicted his indifferent demeanor.

He couldn't let go of the despair of his past life, and the road ahead in this life was equally bleak. But no matter what the circumstances, at least Jiang Yue was always there, the last refuge for his soul.

Even if Lu Yize were to die, he would never tell Jiang Yue that he couldn't live without her. So he could only gradually induce Jiang Yue to strengthen her possessiveness towards him, indulging her domineering and assertive nature, making her unable to leave him.

Jiang Yue's bad habits were partly due to Lu Yize's deliberate indulgence.

Just like how he injured Jiang Yue now, leaving both of them battered and bruised, that's probably the kind of love Lu Yize obsessively and insecurely demands.

Jiang Yue frowned at the pain in her waist. Lu Yize coldly watched her reaction, trying to see if she would be disgusted. He was testing her limits again, trying to find out when she would leave.

But then Jiang Yue looked up with a shimmering gaze, ignoring the pain in her waist, and without a moment's hesitation, reached out to Lu Yize, wrapped her arms around his neck, and intimately confessed her true feelings.

If Lu Yize had previously maintained a degree of composure and rationality, then his impulsiveness was not incomprehensible given that she had said these things repeatedly.

A layer of mist covered the mirror, and the condensed water droplets slid across the surface, reflecting two blurry figures on the white bed.

The stains left on the freshly changed sheets teased her senses. Jiang Yue raised her hand to wipe the sweat from Lu Yize's chin, revealing a strong and obsessive side as she looked at the abstinent man.

Lu Yize kissed the corner of her mouth to comfort her, and his fingertips brushed across the reddened corners of her eyes, wiping away the tears that had welled up.

Lu Yize spoke cruelly yet gently, "You have to bear the consequences of your own actions."

Jiang Yue reached out and hugged Lu Yize tightly, her eyes red, and called his name again and again in his ear, seemingly oblivious to the danger.

Lu Yize braced himself on the bed with his arm, his body stiffened, then he grinned cruelly, followed by a loud, rhythmic noise from the round bed as it shook violently.

All of Lu Yize's insistence crumbled under Jiang Yue's few words.

Jiang Yue always knew what she wanted: to drag Lu Yize down with her.

The weather in the apocalypse was bizarre, with the temperature constantly rising. Even with air conditioning, the heat couldn't be reduced. Lu Yize had already gotten up to repair the damaged superpower core.

There was a mirror in their bathroom, and Lu Yize saw the scratches on his body in the mirror, with several particularly noticeable ones on his back.

Lu Yize put on his short-sleeved shirt, ignoring the minor injury. He glanced at Jiang Yue, who was still unconscious on the bed. There was hardly a single undamaged piece of flesh on her body, and the skin between her legs was chafed and looked terrible.

Lu Yize took out medicine from his spatial storage and applied it to her while repeatedly reflecting on himself, realizing he shouldn't have used so much force and shouldn't have been so unrestrained.

Jiang Yue, perhaps due to pain, slowly woke up with a frown, only to be met with Lu Yize's indifferent face. Memories of yesterday slowly surfaced in her mind.

Jiang Yue's calm expression gradually turned shy as she reached out to touch the hands still resting between her legs. "I can do it myself."

Jiang Yue now has a bit of a sense of shame, after all, her brain is not comparable to those low-level zombies. Lu Yize's feelings are quite conflicted. He is pleased with her change, but also regrets that he will hardly see her brainless bluntness again in the future.

In the past, Jiang Yue would probably have clung to him for a kiss even if she was naked, but now she was all red-eared and wrapped in a blanket.

However, she still couldn't bear to avoid looking at Lu Yize. She used to stare straight at him, but now she has learned to stare at him in a slightly disguised way.

Lu Yize didn't argue with her and handed her the medicine. But when he did, Jiang Yue felt a little disappointed. That's how zombies are; their thoughts are hard to fathom.

Lu Yize watched her reactions with a smile, enjoying Jiang Yue's dependence and intimacy towards him.

However, he always knew when to do what. He sat on the sofa and took out the black crystal to study it, but he couldn't figure out what kind of substance it was.

I can't understand why this is necessary to advance to the next level. It's similar to how those exotic beasts and sea monsters need rare elements to reach the fifth level.

Humans, having reached the bottleneck of the sixth rank, also need the assistance of special elements. Lu Yize used his mental power to explore the internal structure of the crystal, but apart from the black supernatural power it contained, he could not detect anything else different.

In order to teleport everyone away, Lu Yize had used several spatial jumps, which almost drained his power core, and cracks had appeared on it.

After a full night's rest, he had barely recovered a little, and the cracks on his ability core were gradually being repaired. Combining Noah's memories, Lu Yize further refined the method of generating his own ability.

Jiang Yue had already gotten up and was biting the bandage to bandage herself. Last night, both her and Lu Yize's wounds had reopened, staining the sheets.

Lu Yize propped himself up on his hand and admired the snail zombies he kept at home. He watched as she busied herself for a long time, changing the dirty sheets and putting on clean ones, seemingly enjoying herself immensely.

If it weren't for all the troubles outside, he and this snail zombie could actually live out their lives here without any problems.