145: Chapter 145 I Am Also My Master's Plaything

Luo Qinghan returned to her room, closed the door, leaned against it, and took a deep breath while covering her face.

That face, so perfect it even made her jealous...

That cold, glamorous, top-tier killer...

Actually...

"Aaaah!"

Luo Qinghan went crazy in her heart, "What on earth am I thinking!"

She was the Reborn Person Luo Qinghan, the Empress of the ten-year Apocalypse in her previous life; what kind of storms hadn't she seen?

But that scene just now...

It was an eyesore, but what was with that sour and astringent feeling in her heart?

"Why am I being jealous?"

Luo Qinghan murmured to herself.

"So what if Xia Bingli is beautiful? So what if her looks are better than mine? I am a Reborn Person, in my past life..."

Wait.

Luo Qinghan suddenly froze.

What was she comparing with Xia Bingli?

Why compare at all?

And... she actually admitted that Xia Bingli's looks were superior to hers?

Since her rebirth, this was the first time she had encountered a woman whose beauty surpassed her own.

"Hmph."

Luo Qinghan snorted coldly, walked to the mirror, and looked at the stunning face in the reflection.

"It's just being a tiny bit more beautiful. What's the big deal..."

But the more she spoke, the more guilty she felt.

Because she knew that Xia Bingli wasn't just a tiny bit more beautiful—it was a crushing level of beauty.

And such a beautiful woman was actually in front of Lin Yuan...

Luo Qinghan bit her lower lip, and the scene from earlier involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

"Luo Qinghan!"

She roared at herself in the mirror, "Wake up! How can you... how can you be jealous like this!"

But the more she denied it, the stronger the sourness in her heart became.

As a Reborn Person, she had never experienced this kind of emotion.

In her past life, she was alone, cold, and ruthless, never caring about any man.

But in this life...

"Damn Lin Yuan."

Luo Qinghan gritted her teeth, "It's all his fault!"

She took a deep breath and decided not to think about these messy things anymore.

But just as she turned around, Lin Yuan's laughter came from outside the door, along with Xia Bingli's embarrassed and angry low cry.

Luo Qinghan's face turned red instantly.

She snorted coldly and quickly left the room.

Out of sight, out of mind!

...

At noon.

Lin Yuan led Xia Bingli out of the villa, preparing to head to Chen Hanyue's Hanyue Shelter.

The two sped through the ruins, Xia Bingli walking beside Lin Yuan in silence.

She wore a black windbreaker.

It covered the marks left from last night, but the blush on her face could not be hidden.

Lin Yuan glanced at her and smiled, "What, still angry?"

"Hmph." Xia Bingli snorted coldly and turned her face away.

"Assassin Xia, your tsundere look is much cuter than when you're icy cold," Lin Yuan teased.

Xia Bingli gritted her teeth, "Lin Yuan, don't push your luck!"

"Push my luck?"

Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow, "That's not what you said last night."

Xia Bingli's face turned beet red instantly, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.

This bastard!

He only knew how to bully her!

But in her heart, her feelings for this man were extremely contradictory.

She hated that he caught her weakness and hated that he humiliated her.

Yet she had to admit that only he could save her sister.

And...

Xia Bingli stole a glance at Lin Yuan.

This man, though detestable, was powerful and ruthless—truly someone to rely on in the Apocalypse.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Yuan suddenly turned his head, and their eyes met.

Xia Bingli was startled and quickly looked away, her ears turning red.

Lin Yuan smiled without saying a word.

...

Hanyue Shelter.

When Lin Yuan led Xia Bingli into the Shelter's main gate,

He showed a slight look of surprise.

When he last came, this was just a small stronghold, barely able to accommodate dozens of people.

But now...

Towering walls, strict watchtowers, patrolling guards.

Orderly barracks—this was no small stronghold; it was clearly a militarized medium-sized base!

"Chen Hanyue's management skills are quite good," Lin Yuan marveled.

Xia Bingli was also somewhat surprised.

As a top killer, she could naturally see the defensive level of this Shelter.

It wasn't inferior to some large strongholds.

"Lord Lin!"

The Female Guard saw Lin Yuan and immediately saluted respectfully, "Leader Chen is already waiting for you!"

Lin Yuan nodded and led Xia Bingli into the Shelter.

Along the way, he observed the changes here.

Abundant supplies, well-equipped.

Residents were orderly.

This was all thanks to the large amount of weapons and food he had provided before.

Moreover, Lin Yuan noticed that those taken in here were all Female Survivors.

Chen Hanyue's original intention deeply pleased Lin Yuan.

"Interesting."

Lin Yuan smiled, "Is Chen Hanyue raising a harem for me?"

Hearing this, Xia Bingli's expression changed slightly, and her gaze toward those Female Survivors became more complex.

Would they... also become Lin Yuan's playthings like herself?

If Lin Yuan knew, he would definitely roll his eyes.

He had very high standards for women.

If they were beautiful but not clean, he wouldn't take them in.

Not just for himself.

But also for his women.

...

Conference room.

Chen Hanyue was in a black uniform, looking valiant and heroic. Seeing Lin Yuan enter, a complex light flashed in her eyes.

"Master."

It counted as a greeting.

Then, her gaze fell on Xia Bingli.

In that instant, the two women's eyes clashed in the air, as if sparks were flying.

Chen Hanyue secretly compared them.

This woman's beauty seemed to be even higher than her own.

And that cold and glamorous temperament was completely different from her own icy aloofness.

"A newcomer?" Chen Hanyue spoke calmly.

"Yeah."

Lin Yuan smiled, "Bing Li, my... woman."

Xia Bingli stiffened all over and bit her lower lip, not refuting him.

A look of understanding flashed in Chen Hanyue's eyes—another woman forced by Lin Yuan?

"The Shelter has developed well."

Lin Yuan walked to the window and looked down at the entire base.

"Chen Hanyue, you didn't disappoint me."

"It's all thanks to Master's supply support," Chen Hanyue said respectfully, but the pride in her tone couldn't be hidden.

She was a cold goddess.

Even if she submitted to Lin Yuan, the pride in her bones had not completely dissipated.

Lin Yuan turned around and looked directly at her: "Report, has anything special happened lately?"

Chen Hanyue's eyes lit up:

"There is indeed. Master, I recently took in a special woman."

"Oh?" Lin Yuan became interested.

"Extremely beautiful, and..." Chen Hanyue paused, a meaningful smile curling at the corners of her mouth.

"I specifically prepared her for Master."

Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow: "Prepared her?"

"Yes."

Chen Hanyue walked to Lin Yuan's side and lowered her voice.

"I told her she is Master's plaything and needs to wait for Master to come and 'play' with her."

Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly:

"Aren't you also my plaything?"

Chen Hanyue's face turned slightly red, but she forced herself to stay calm: "Yes, I am also Master's plaything."

Xia Bingli stood by, dumbfounded.

Plaything?

What's wrong with this world?

A cold goddess like Chen Hanyue not only lets Lin Yuan play with her but also actively scouts women for him?

And even tells the other party that she herself is a plaything?

This... is too ridiculous!

...

Deep within the Shelter, in an exquisitely decorated room.

Su Waner curled up in the corner of the bed, hugging her knees and shivering.

She was a gentle and lovely beauty, about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with waist-length hair, fair skin, and features as delicate as a porcelain doll.

But at this moment, her eyes were full of fear and despair.

"Master..."

Su Waner murmured to herself, Chen Hanyue's cold face appearing in her mind.

That cold and glamorous goddess told her that being taken in came with a price—becoming the plaything of a certain big shot!

Su Waner felt sorrow in her heart.

The Apocalypse really is hell...

What kind of existence could make a cold goddess like Chen Hanyue submit?

In her mind, a scene involuntarily surfaced—

A fat, greasy middle-aged man, smelling foul and hideously ugly, yet possessing absolute power.

And Chen Hanyue's cold and stunning face, humbly in front of him...

"Ugh..." Su Waner almost vomited.

But then she thought.

If a goddess like Chen Hanyue was his plaything, then he must be very powerful, right?

The scenes in Su Waner's mind became more and more ridiculous.

That ugly man.

Training Chen Hanyue, the cold goddess, while she could only kneel humbly on the side, waiting to be favored...

"No, no, no!"

Su Waner shook her head vigorously, trying to dispel these terrible images.

But the more she tried to dispel them, the clearer they became.

She even felt a strange sense of stimulation.

"Am I... crazy?" Su Waner covered her face, dying of shame.

But she knew clearly in her heart that in this Apocalypse, the weak have no right to choose.

She was just a weak woman who had awakened an E-rank Healing Superpower; surviving until now was already a miracle.

If that "Master" really was terrifying...

She could only accept her fate.

After all, living is better than dying.

Su Waner took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

Footsteps came from outside the door.

She trembled all over—

Is he here?

That... ugly and terrifying "Master"?