Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

"I'm going out today."

This is a small room of about thirty square meters. The easternmost window, near the outside, is covered with a thick layer of frost, making the window surface completely white. Cold air seeps in along the edge of the window, but is concealed by two layers of brown curtains with tassels.

The heating in the room is on all day long, and the temperature has long been adjusted to a range that most people can tolerate.

Cheng Jingyi leaned against the headboard, completely naked. His skin was pale with gaps, and after repair, several dark scars remained, making him look nothing like a normal person after their scars had healed.

He exhaled, casually draped his arm over his bent knee, and flicked the ash from his cigarette between his fingers.

"Say it again?" He glanced sideways at the side.

Shen Yisui sat on the side of the bed, also completely naked, but his skin was a mixture of red and purple, covered with unhealed bite wounds.

The smell of smoke drifted into Shen Yisui's nostrils along with the warmth of the heater. He unconsciously frowned and repeated, "I'm going out today."

"What are you doing out there?"

"nothing dealing with you."

The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and neither of them spoke again after that.

Shen Yisui sat on the side of the bed, his pupils round but without any light, his eyes just open, and he habitually pressed down on the desk next to him.

His vision was filled with darkness, and he always needed to grasp some support points like this in order to truly stand up.

A cold wind rushed past his neck from behind. Caught off guard, Shen Yisui was dragged back to the bed by the force of the wind as soon as he stood up.

"You were so proactive just now, just to tell me this?" Cheng Jingyi pressed down on Shen Yisui's thigh, leaned closer to him, and grabbed his chin. "You change your mind faster than flipping through a book. Can't you talk properly?"

Shen Yisui grabbed Cheng Jingyi's wrist. His breathing was heavy as he said, "Today is Sunday. You promised me you would let me go out. You broke your promise."

"I said you can't go out? I said I don't have time today..."

"It has nothing to do with me. I don't need you following me." Shen Yisui used force to pry Cheng Jingyi's wrist away inch by inch. "Don't stare at me."

Cheng Jingyi frowned. His face wasn't exactly kind, but now his hawk-like eyes narrowed, revealing a hint of ruthlessness: "Shen Yisui..."

"Knock down."

Two knocks sounded at the door. Cheng Jingyi's face was grim. He continued to press down on Shen Yisui's movements and asked in a deep voice, "What is it?"

"Wang, Mr. Shen has arrived."

Shen Yisui sensed Cheng Jingyi pause, his eyes grew cold, and he abruptly turned his face away.

Sure enough, after a few seconds of silence, Cheng Jingyi released Shen Yisui's hands and strode off the bed.

"When did he arrive?" Cheng Jingyi asked as he put on the suit jacket that was lying to the side and straightened his tie.

"He just arrived, and we have already taken him to the private room that was arranged beforehand."

“Okay, I’ll go right away,” Cheng Jingyi said.

The people outside received the instruction and quickly left from the doorway.

Shen Yisui got out of bed, groped to put his hand back on the table next to him, and sat down at the head of the bed.

His black hair had grown quite a bit longer since he hadn't taken care of it, and mixed with his natural curls, it had already spread to the nape of his neck. When no one spoke to him, he always habitually remained silent.

The rustling sound of Cheng Jingyi dressing came from beside him. Shen Yisui's expression remained unchanged, but he secretly gripped the bed sheet beneath him.

"Lift your leg." Shen Yisui tensed up when he heard the voice. He didn't know what he was thinking, but after a few seconds of silence, he still lifted his leg.

Cheng Jingyi had him grab her shoulders and then handed Shen Yisui the new underwear she was holding.

"You can wear the rest yourself. I've put them over there for you." Cheng Jingyi spoke quickly as he placed several cotton-padded coats to Shen Yisui's left and glanced at Shen Yisui.

Shen Yisui was pale, rarely showing any other expression. His thin lips were pale in color, with dry, cracked wounds on them.

Cheng Jingyi stared at him for a moment, then tossed the keys from her pocket to Shen Yisui's side: "Ten minutes."

Shen Yisui's dark eyes trembled slightly. He grasped the key beside him and imprinted its outline into the senses of his palm.

Cheng Jingyi didn't linger any longer. He stood up, walked straight out from beside the bed, and closed the door.

Shen Yisui stood up after he left, hurriedly put on the clothes next to him, grabbed the key and walked towards the door.

After the apocalypse, the entire world was completely transformed, becoming a completely different landscape. Earth's temperature continued to plummet, reaching minus seventy or eighty degrees Celsius.

Shen Yisui gripped the key tightly in his hand. He walked through the passageway beside him, brushing past the zombie that was coming towards him. The zombie, half-rotten, seemed to have smelled the unusual aura emanating from Shen Yisui and consciously moved aside.

Shen Yisui could already feel the cold outside. His body had not fully mutated, so he could not withstand the sudden drop in temperature like the other elites.

ten minutes……

Enough for him to escape from this zombie stronghold.

Shen Yi initially walked slowly, but his pace gradually increased. After entering the hidden path that he had already checked, he suddenly started running like a madman, disregarding everything else.

He had contacted headquarters a week ago, and the team members who were supposed to meet him were waiting for him on the mountainside a few hundred meters away.

These are all members of Shen Yu's team, experienced and skilled in marksmanship. The fourteen gunmen sent now are all top graduates trained by the military, so there's no need to worry about a zombie horde attack.

He no longer had to stay among that horde of zombies...

He was finally able to get rid of these monstrous things.

Shen Yisui stepped over the warning sign blocking the foot of the snow mountain. He couldn't see the words carved on it, but he kept moving closer to the mountainside according to their plan.

The cold wind that came at him felt like a knife cutting into his flesh. Shen Yisui was wearing a thin but easy-to-move cotton coat. On his way here, the cold wind had seeped into his body, freezing his clothes, and he was in excruciating pain in all his limbs.

Almost there...almost there...

"S-class dangerous zombie Shen Yisui has appeared. Target locked."

Shen Yisui seemed to sense something; his running suddenly slowed down, and he walked cautiously and tentatively through the snow. He sensed his surroundings, his earlobes numb and cracked from the cold.

"boom!"

After a gunshot, Shen Yisui was shot through the chest. He staggered a couple of times and fell headfirst into the thick snowdrift below.

Shen Yisui's face had already lost all sensation. His body was stiff. Only after smelling the strong smell of blood that had seeped into the air did he belatedly realize the dull pain that suddenly exploded in his chest.

"You..." Shen Yi struggled and grabbed a large patch of snow. He struggled to his feet and then heard a gunshot.

The bullet pierced his knee, and Shen Yi let out a muffled groan, enduring the pain and remaining standing still.

Gun barrels in the distance were aimed at his vital parts. Shen Yisui couldn't see the objects, but he could sense the sharp edges and fangs around him gradually becoming visible.

His lips trembled uncontrollably as he frowned and dragged his broken leg backward.

"He has the key... He took the key... and then killed Cheng Jingyi..."

Shen Yisui's mind went blank. In a moment, he suddenly understood everything, turned around, and fled.

He had a small whistle in his pocket. Shen Yi touched the edge of the whistle with one hand. He ran to the edge of the cliff without knowing which way to go, and then suddenly stopped in his action of taking out the whistle.

The cliff below was bottomless, and Shen Yisui, standing on the edge, could already feel the cold wind howling up from below.

"You want the key?" The sound of military boots pounding in the snow grew clearer. Shen Yi turned around, his pale face covered with cracked, frostbitten veins.

The gunmen all aimed at Shen Yisui's head: "Shen Yisui, the captain told us to treat you well. If you hand over the key today, we'll spare your life."

Shen Yisui suddenly sneered, gripping the key in his hand tightly, and slowly backed away: "My brother died long ago, and you still dare to mention him? You'll never get this key..."

His back foot had already stepped onto the edge of the cliff, and loose rocks and snow fell down, burying him in the deep valley.

"Shen Yisui, you need to think this through..."

Frost covered Shen Yisui's eyelashes, and the blood flowing from his wounds had long since congealed. The cold air seeped into his limbs and bones, freezing all his thoughts stiff and shattering them.

He stood motionless on the edge of the cliff, waiting for the gunman in front to cautiously approach. Suddenly, he conjured ice spikes in his hand and lunged forward, piercing the attacker's heart.

"Shen Yisui!"

After a dozen or so gunshots rang out, a figure fell from the top of the cliff.

"Shen Yisui—"

Shen Yisui was in a daze. He couldn't hear who was calling him, but he felt that the voice was furious and inexplicably cold.

The cold wind howled up from below the cliff, and Shen Yisui's body crashed down, eventually being pierced in the abdomen by an icicle and hanging in mid-air.

The tips of the icicles were all stained red with blood, and droplets of blood fell, illuminating Shen Yisui's face in the daylight. Shen Yisui looked up, but all around him was darkness, and he still couldn't see anything.

"elder brother……"

Blood trickled down Shen Yisui's cheek as he gripped the key tightly, gradually losing consciousness amidst the rapidly creeping chill.

"Shen Yisui, Shen Yisui, Shen Yisui... Oh dear! How could you die so quickly? I just got here!" A purple ball plummeted from the sky, circled Shen Yisui's corpse twice, and sighed, "It's over."