Foolish kindness

Until Chen Yu, carrying the fire ax, slowly walked up to him: "It's your turn to choose, Zhang... Zi... hao."

"Buzz!"

Zhang Zihao's mind went completely blank!

Boundless fear consumed him!

Whether he was willing to admit it or not, Chen Yu had become the Yama King who decided his life and death!

Tears and snot streamed down his face, and he no longer cared about dignity, scrambling backward on all fours... He frantically kowtowed, his forehead hitting the cement floor with dull thuds.

"Chen Yu! Brother Chen! I was wrong! I was truly wrong! I'm not human! I'm an animal! I'm trash!"

"Spare my dog life! I'll never dare again! I... I'll give Yuxin to you! I'll give you everything! I'll be your dog! I'll bite whoever you tell me to bite!"

He was incoherent, acting like a madman!

Hearing Zhang Zihao shout out even these words, Deng Yuxin trembled all over.

The last ripple of emotion in her eyes completely died out.

But seeing the blood gushing from his forehead where he had kowtowed... the inherent softness and kindness of a young girl still inevitably made her feel pity.

She bit her lip, looking at Chen Yu through misty eyes, her voice choked with sobs: "Chen Yu... you promised me, you said you would save him. Can you... can you not kill him?"

Chen Yu stood still, his gaze sweeping over the few girls nearby.

Zhang Wanyue, short for Li Mengyao, and Wang Mengmeng, although they hadn't come forward to beg, generally lacked hatred.

That's right, they hadn't truly experienced Road to Survival without bottom lines yet.

If Chen Yu were betrayed, what he would do is flay the betrayer and send the Awakened ones close to them straight to the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss.

But they were still stuck in the stage of Foolish Kindness.

This soft-heartedness would become an obstacle to his control over the team.

If he wanted to thoroughly train these female college students and make them qualified red luan, then experiencing cruelty early was a necessary step... "Bang!"

"Bang!"

Zhang Zihao was still constantly kowtowing!

Chen Yu suddenly laughed: "Alright, since everyone is begging for you, I won't kill you. You're an A-Rank Talent after all, and we are all classmates..."

(P.S.: Reaffirming once again, this novel does not involve any Saintly Mother behavior. The protagonist not killing someone only means there is a better way to kill them. Pork Chop is quite authoritative when writing about the annihilation of humanity, and will only be criticized for indiscriminate killing, not for being a Saintly Mother. Feel free to enjoy.)

Hearing these words!

Zhang Zihao suddenly raised his head!

He couldn't believe his ears, and immediately fell into ecstasy: "R-really?! Brother Chen! You truly are my second parent! I was wrong! I won't dare again!"

While frantically kowtowing, he looked eagerly to the side: "Yuxin! Thank you! Thank you for pleading for me! Class Monitor! Thank you! I, Zhang Zihao, am not a human! I will definitely repay you!"

Just then, Chen Yu leisurely rolled up his sleeves... Zhang Zihao looked at Chen Yu's actions with confusion, a sudden jump in his heart!

The next second—

A large palm with distinct knuckles grew larger and larger in his eyes!

Slap!!!

One slap!

Zhang Zihao's head violently snapped sideways, his entire body spun half a circle in the air, and then he slammed heavily onto the ground!

His eyes rolled back, and he cleanly and completely passed out!

Deng Yuxin, Zhang Wanyue, and the others were dumbfounded. They looked at the unconscious Zhang Zihao on the ground, then at the expressionless Chen Yu, unsure what to say... Chen Yu flicked the blood beads from his hand and spoke indifferently: "Tie him up."

"Oh, and collect the weapons from those people too. Keep the blunt weapons for yourselves, and give me that knife."

On the first day of the apocalypse, knives were quite rare.

Even in this supermarket, they could only find defensive tools like scissors and small utility knives.

But one of the opponents had a short knife, indicating they were quite lucky.

They just happened to run into him... Two hours later.

The night was thick as ink. Inside the second-floor room, only one candle provided light.

The dim, flickering light cast everything in shadows.

Zhang Zihao was awakened by the sharp pain on his face. He opened his eyes, and his blurry, scattered vision struggled to focus.

He found himself tightly bound to a chair with coarse nylon rope.

"What's going on..."

"Didn't Chen Yu say he wouldn't kill me..."

He swallowed and tentatively called out: "Yuxin? Are you here? Hurry and save me!"

At this point, the only person he could rely on was his girlfriend, whom he had been dating since high school.

But his words went unanswered.

Zhang Zihao's heart sank little by little, yet he dared not raise his voice again.

His gaze fell upon the slightly ajar, frosted glass bathroom door.

No light shone through the crack beneath the door.

Just as Zhang Zihao assumed the room was empty and dejectedly lowered his gaze... "Mmm... unh..."

An extremely faint sound drifted out from behind the bathroom door.

It was Deng Yuxin's voice!

Zhang Zihao was too familiar with his girlfriend; he instantly identified the source of the sound.

So his girlfriend hadn't abandoned him, she was still here!

"Yuxin? Is that you? You... you're inside? Are you alright?"

A longer silence fell over the bathroom.

It seemed there was only the sound of fabric rubbing against a wet, slick tiled surface.

Then, Deng Yuxin's voice came again: "Y-yes... it's me, Zihao..."

It was slightly clearer than before, but it still sounded very strenuous.

Zhang Zihao thought of something and quickly asked with concern: "Yuxin, what... what happened to you?! Did Chen Yu... take his anger out on you?"

"N-no... he is exceptionally powerful..."

Deng Yuxin's voice entered his ears.

Zhang Zihao was stunned. Who asked if he was powerful? What did that mean?

Suddenly.

A conjecture uncontrollably drilled into his mind.

"Yuxin, what are you... doing in the bathroom?"

Zhang Zihao suddenly asked.

Deng Yuxin's trembling voice replied: "Me? I... ah, I'm not doing anything!"

Zhang Zihao took a deep breath: "Chen Yu... isn't in there too, is he? Don't joke with me, Yuxin..."

?

No... impossible... How could Yuxin fancy Chen Yu... What was he thinking!

Her view on relationships was strictly reserved for after marriage!

He could completely trust her!

Right, right, right... If he didn't see it with his own eyes, it wasn't real!

Although he didn't believe it in his heart, the sounds of water, panting, and broken words were all stabbing his heart.

He wanted to break free from the damned ropes and rush in to see what was happening.

But he didn't dare.

Chen Yu, that lunatic, was terrifyingly strong.

Even if it were true, what could he do?

"No, it's not like that, it's impossible. Maybe Yuxin is just tired and went to sleep in the bathroom..."

"Right, right, right, sleeping in the bathroom is perfectly reasonable... it might not be so cold in there..."

Zhang Zihao comforted himself.

Until the bathroom door opened.

His girlfriend slowly walked out. Her JK uniform was more disheveled than when he last saw it.

The top three buttons of her shirt were gone, and her collar was wide open.

And walking out half a step behind her was a satisfied-looking Chen Yu.

His gaze swept over the bound Zhang Zihao, then he reached out and placed his hand on Deng Yuxin's shoulder.

"Oh, you're awake."

Zhang Zihao was completely frozen, staring intensely at the hand resting on his girlfriend's shoulder.

But even the courage to question them had been crushed.

His girlfriend still lied to him... but he forced a smile: "Ha, hahaha, Brother Chen, I'm awake, but... why am I tied up?"

Chen Yu walked to the bedside and lit a cigarette: "I'm going out for a bit to check the surrounding situation. Only a few girls are left here, and you..."

"A few hours ago, you set the precedent of betraying your companions just to survive, and you're still an A-Rank. So, tying you up ensures everyone else can stay safe and sound. What do you think?"