Reborn in the Apocalypse: A Commoner's Survival Log

By the time everything was packed and put away, Zhou Yang was too tired to move, let alone make dinner.

But I can't skip dinner.

So Shen Zechuan and the others volunteered to cook dinner tonight, but in order to avoid any mishaps, they all decided to have hot pot for dinner.

This time, Zhou Yang was ushered directly into the living room by the group to play with Gu Yaoyao and build blocks. He didn't lift a finger the whole time; Shen Zechuan and the others took care of everything, from the broth to the meat and vegetables for the hot pot.

Of course, it would be too much to ask them to make their own soup base, so we used hot pot base directly. However, considering that there was also little Gu Yaoyao, we didn't make a spicy soup base this time, but instead chose two non-spicy soup bases: mushroom and chicken soup and tomato and bone broth.

Outside, the wind was biting cold, but the people eating hot pot inside felt warm all over. In addition, the heating was on, and by the end of the meal, Zhou Yang even had a few beads of sweat on his forehead.

Adhering to the principle of not wasting food, the group used the hot pot broth and leftover meat and vegetables to make bibimbap for Pea and Huang's family, as usual.

By the time they finally cleaned up the battlefield, it was already past 9 p.m. Gu Yaoyao was so sleepy that her head was swaying back and forth, and her eyes were almost closed.

Seeing this, the group dispersed and went back to wash up and rest.

Before leaving, Zhou Yang specifically instructed Yan Fei to make sure that the heater in Gu Yaoyao's room was turned on before letting her sleep, and that both humidifiers should also be turned on, otherwise, in such dry weather, with two heaters on, her throat would be sore when she woke up the next morning.

"I'm so sleepy, I'm going to wash up and go to bed too."

After seeing the others off, Zhou Yang also felt a bit sleepy. Since the apocalypse, he usually goes to bed quite early unless there's something else going on, so now he gets sleepy as soon as it's time to go to bed.

"Hmm." Shen Zechuan responded, watching Zhou Yang yawn and walk back to her room. He smiled slightly, then turned and went to the bathroom outside to wash up.

When he returned to the room, Zhou Yang had already changed into a set of winter pajamas and was lying in his bed, leaning against the headboard, wiping the paws and brushing the fur of the Da Huang family with disinfectant wipes.

This is something Zhou Yang does every day. After all, these dogs need to be put on the bed to warm his hands and feet. Before, he also had to add Pea to the list. Now that the dog is no longer needed, he saves himself the trouble of cleaning it.

Watching Zhou Yang meticulously groom and wipe the paws of the three weasels, Shen Zechuan couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. He realized he wasn't as pampered as his pets were by Zhou Yang's side. But he wasn't in a hurry; one day he would be number one.

He coughed lightly, walked to his sleeping side, took off his coat and draped it on the bedside table. Seeing that Zhou Yang hadn't noticed him yet, he quickly took off his shirt as well.

When Zhou Yang heard Shen Zechuan cough, she thought his cold had gotten worse and was about to remind him to take some more cold medicine when she looked up and saw his bright eight-pack abs. Her face suddenly felt hot and the words she was about to say were stuck in her throat.

You wouldn't have guessed it when he was dressed normally; you'd only guess that Shen Zechuan was lean and wiry. I never expected he had eight-pack abs...

Touching his own belly, which only had one abs, Zhou Yang was so envious that tears almost streamed down his face.

Seeing Zhou Yang's reaction, Shen Zechuan was very satisfied, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curve upwards a bit more. Then, his hands went to the waistband, and with a "click," he unfastened the buckle and was about to pull down the waistband.

Zhou Yang, who was staring intently at the abs, immediately turned her head away with a flushed face when she saw Shen Zechuan about to pull down his pants. She didn't dare to look anymore and grabbed some rat next to her and stroked it several times to cover up her embarrassment.

Shen Zechuan looked at Zhou Yang's bright red ears and smiled silently. This time, he didn't linger. He quickly took off his pants, changed into his pajamas, pulled back his blanket, and crawled into bed. Leaning against the headboard on his side, he turned to Zhou Yang and said:

"You go to sleep first, I'll turn off the light."

"Okay, okay." Zhou Yang, who had been keeping his head down and not daring to look at Shen Zechuan, nodded hastily.

Now, lying on the same bed with Shen Zechuan again, although not under the same blanket, Zhou Yang's face turned even redder when she thought of the embarrassing incident that morning.

In his haste, he stuffed the two fully charged hot water bottles from the bedside table into the blankets, then shoved Da Huang and Er Huang under his feet, and, holding Xiao Huang in his arms, crawled into bed. He even rolled over to make sure the blanket was firmly under him before muttering:

"I'm going to sleep first!"

Then he pulled his head back in, closed his eyes, leaving only the part above his nose exposed.

Shen Zechuan smiled, leaned over and turned off the room light, then lay down in bed and closed his eyes to sleep.

As the lights went out, Zhou Yang, who should have been very sleepy, found it hard to fall asleep. The moment he closed his eyes, all he could think about were the eight-pack abs he'd just seen, and that dimple on his lower back that he'd caught a glimpse of.

Tsk, what's the point of a grown man having such a great physique? Having abs is one thing, but he even has dimples on his lower back.

He has nothing! Hmph! So what? He can learn it later!

Thinking this, Zhou Yang hugged the little yellow dog in her arms tighter, then curled herself up and slowly fell asleep while still feeling indignant.

Poor little Huang was just about to fall asleep when suddenly his fate was sealed. After feeling himself getting increasingly breathless, he struggled to squeeze up the blanket until his little head poked out and he could breathe fresh air.

Sigh, life is really tough for a rat...

As Zhou Yang fell asleep, the room gradually quieted down, with only the faint sound of the humidifier working.

In the dead of night, in the early hours of the morning, Shen Zechuan opened his eyes again and reached out his hand to the figure beside him who was wrapped in a blanket like a sausage roll.

However, if we dig him out directly, we'll definitely wake the young man up, so this time we'll have to use some strategy to get him to come over on his own.

He simply moved directly onto the young man's body, then wrapped the young man and the blanket inside his own blanket, and used his own energy to warm the blanket.

He figured this out after the temperature dropped drastically. As long as this energy circulated within his body, he could keep his body temperature constant and even use it to raise it. Although it didn't raise the temperature as high as fire-based abilities, it could still instantly increase the temperature of his body and the surrounding environment. The downside was that it consumed a lot of his energy.

Sure enough, after only a few minutes, the young man started to feel hot and began to pull the blanket up. Seeing this, Shen Zechuan took the initiative to pull the blanket away from him. With an opening to escape, the young man naturally moved himself out little by little in that direction, and finally rolled back into Shen Zechuan's arms.

Having achieved his goal, Shen Zechuan threw away Zhou Yang's blanket and the little yellow dog that the young man had brought along, then hugged the young man and closed his eyes to sleep with a satisfied look on his face.

Little Yellow, thrown out once again, stood by the bed with bewildered eyes, scratched its ears, and then crawled back to its parents. Unfortunately, it was only as soon as it snuggled into its mother's arms that its father kicked it out.

Little Yellow's ears drooped down in grievance. It looked around nervously before finally running to the big dog's side, curling up next to it, and falling asleep while hugging its own tail.

Pea opened its eyes and glanced at the little yellow mouse when it ran over. Although it didn't particularly like this mouse-like creature, it felt sorry for the little yellow mouse and let it go.