72: Chapter 72 Cosmetics Again

[Ding! The Novice Protection Period has ended! More areas unlocked!]

[System Prompt: The danger level of unknown areas is too high. Survivors, please reinforce your Fortress as soon as possible and be vigilant against incoming mutant creatures!]

Once midnight passed, two cold system announcements rang through the entire zone right on time, echoing in the minds of every survivor.

This prompt perfectly confirmed every deduction Chen Ze had previously stated on the public channel, without the slightest deviation.

In the chat channel, more people joined the ranks of those denouncing Saint Descending Upon the World. For a time, it was truly a spectacular sight as thousands upon thousands of people cursed him.

No one defended Saint Descending Upon the World anymore; everyone was filled with lingering fear. If Chen Ze hadn't exposed the inside story of the Light Curtain Forest in public just now, even with the system prompt, they would never have imagined that there was a forest inhabited by mutant beasts somewhere a dozen kilometers away.

On the fourth floor of the Blockhouse, Chen Ze casually closed the already chaotic public channel, his eyes devoid of any ripples.

When he was arguing just now, he had deliberately suppressed a deeper suspicion in his heart.

The earliest system announcement was crystal clear: billions of humans worldwide were all transported to this different world.

But this zone only had 100,000 people when they first landed, and today, less than 20% of the survivors remain. So, where are the others?

Chen Ze felt that perhaps this dangerous forest was the boundary passage between zones.

Thinking of this, Chen Ze smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I have no family or friends, just a lone wolf. Why am I worrying so much?"

Indeed, Chen Ze was an orphan, raised in an orphanage since he was a child, with no father or mother, and no relatives or friends to worry about.

If one had to say there were still traces of old acquaintances in his heart, the college classmate who betrayed him would count as one, and the other would be his ex-girlfriend, Song Qian.

However, this sort of remembrance held not a shred of warmth, only cold, icy resentment!

"You all must live well, otherwise who will I seek revenge from for the humiliation you gave me back then!"

The night breeze blew in from the observation window of the Blockhouse, adding a touch of freshness to the stuffy air and dispelling some of the hostility churning in his heart.

Extremely light footsteps came from the wooden stairs behind him, small and soft, clearly trying to be quiet on purpose.

Chen Ze turned around at the sound and saw Wang Yalan tiptoeing up the stairs.

Wang Yalan's hair was damp, clearly having just finished washing up. A few strands of soft hair clung to her smooth forehead and fair neck, carrying a faint, warm vapor.

She was wearing a simple black lace nightgown, the material light and soft, outlining her slender and graceful figure. The loose hem swayed slightly in the breeze, adding a touch of gentle and moving charm.

Every step she took was extremely light, her slender fingers gently resting on the stair railing, her expression meek and her demeanor cautious.

When she arrived at the fourth-floor hall, she happened to meet Chen Ze's gaze as he looked back. Her fair cheeks instantly flushed with a faint crimson, and she subconsciously stopped, bowing her head slightly, looking shy and soft.

"Chen... Chen Ze, you're not asleep yet!"

Wang Yalan nervously clasped her hands together, her fingertips kneading the fabric of her nightgown.

Chen Ze didn't speak, just slowly walked toward Wang Yalan. His pace was slow and steady, shortening the distance between them step by step, until he finally stopped in front of her, close enough to clearly smell the faint, damp vapor from her hair—the distance was ambiguous and scorching.

He lowered his gaze to look at her flushed little face and spoke in a low voice.

"If you don't come, how can I sleep!"

This short sentence, blunt and scorching, instantly made Wang Yalan stiffen all over, and the action of her fingertips kneading the fabric came to an abrupt halt.

Following that, she felt Chen Ze's warm palm gently cover her slender waist. A wave of numbness and weakness washed over her midsection, her body suddenly felt light, and she was lifted straight up into his arms.

"Ah!"

Wang Yalan let out a soft cry, caught off guard. In her panic, her arms subconsciously wrapped tightly around Chen Ze's neck, and she buried her face deep into his chest.

"Don't worry, I'll be very gentle!"

Hearing Chen Ze speak, Wang Yalan gave an inaudible response, then took out a square plastic package from her chest.

Chen Ze took a look.

"Oh! It's cosmetics!"

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There was nothing to say all night, only indescribable sounds.

...

The next morning, Chen Ze was woken up by the heat again.

He squinted his eyes to look at the two suns hanging high in the sky and muttered.

"When I'm strong enough, the first thing I'll do is shoot this thing down!"

(Hmm? Why shoot it down? Wait! Something's wrong!)

Looking at the bedside, Wang Yalan had already left, presumably to cook.

Chen Ze lit a cigarette, and his mind couldn't help but recall the scene from last night.

"Tsk tsk tsk! A married woman is just great! Sensible and capable!"

He idled in the chat group for a while. The situation he expected—many survivors encountering mutant beasts—did not happen; instead, it was a scene of peace and quiet.

"Fine, it seems I was overthinking it."

He had already made a decision in his heart: he was not going to continue deep into the Light Curtain Forest today.

The Light Barrier had just completely dissipated last night, and the entire forest was unsealed. Who knows if a herd of beasts might rush out from inside.

Staying safely in the Fortress to rest and recuperate right now was the safest choice.

He had been in this different world for three whole days, killing zombies, killing mutant beasts, and having to guard against those survivors with ulterior motives.

Chen Ze hadn't properly relaxed from start to finish, and he hadn't even taken a proper bath once.

Taking advantage of today's rare leisure, he planned to have a good rest, which could also be considered giving himself a vacation.

Chen Ze casually opened the system Trading House, skipped over the sky-high priced construction materials, weapons, medicine, and other essential supplies, and precisely filtered for daily living supplies.

Nowadays, everyone in the zone was busy hoarding defensive supplies, and no one cared about these trivial daily necessities, so the prices remained extremely low.

Unopened Safeguard soap is only 2 survival coins?

Give me ten bars!

Unopened men's 10-in-1 body wash for 5 survival coins a bottle?

A bit pricey, I'll buy five bottles first!

Unopened 40-liter bottled water for only 5 survival coins?

It is much more cost-effective than the exchange center, give me fifty barrels straight away!

Besides that, Chen Ze also bought a lot of miscellaneous daily necessities.

He hoarded twenty loose and durable solid-colored men's T-shirts at once, ten sets of brand-new manual razors, twenty soft and absorbent large bath towels, a dozen pairs of cotton socks, as well as combs, toothpaste, toothbrushes, and disposable towels—he bought them all in a package.

Now he had over ten thousand survival coins on hand; this little bit of daily expense was nothing, and he didn't feel the pinch at all.

After this series of operations, Chen Ze was completely satisfied with his shopping. He looked at the mountain of supplies in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.

"No wonder so many people were addicted to online shopping before the apocalypse. You have to say, this feeling of buying, buying, buying is really satisfying!"