Only by becoming mine will you have meaning.

"Bang!"

The heavy car door completely shut out the wind and snow.

Chen Yu had already returned to the carriage with Zhang Wanyue.

A warm current instantly enveloped their bodies.

As soon as the two entered, they saw the women crowded by the window on the left side of the carriage, their faces pressed against the glass.

Deng Yuxin trotted to the door, tightly grabbing Chen Yu's arm and looking up: "Chen Yu... are you bleeding? Are you hurt?"

Wang Mengmeng narrowed her eyes.

She immediately turned around, poured half a cup of hot water from the thermos, and hurriedly fumbled for a towel.

Her actions were exaggeratedly attentive.

While handing the things to Chen Yu, she said in a worshipful, cutesy voice: "Brother Chen Yu! You're just too amazing! That old geezer Director Yu should have been dealt with long ago!"

Li Mengyao stood in the back row; seeing Wang Mengmeng's behavior, she still felt a bit uncomfortable.

She had watched the longest and most carefully.

Chen Yu killing Director Yu outside was a complete slaughter.

To think that after the apocalypse, such power that stands above everyone else would truly be born.

Yang Kexin left the window and walked to the aisle: "What are those people outside discussing? They seem so excited."

Zhang Wanyue had already taken the driver's seat: "They're checking the area channel."

"area channel?"

Yuxin repeated softly, subconsciously bringing up her own interface: "Why is it so active?"

The chat box expanded before her eyes, and the information scrolled so fast it was dizzying.

Zhang Wanyue had already started the vehicle and was driving out of the Outpost.

She explained while driving: "For those who are alive, the second station mission has just ended, and the area channel restrictions have been lifted, so it's naturally active..."

Wang Mengmeng scrolled up and exclaimed: "Whoa! That old geezer called you out by name and cursed you, Chen Yu!"

Chen Yu: "..."

[Liu Wei: Holy crap! Did you guys see the message just now?! The one Director Yu sent?!]

[Wu Peng: I saw it. Acting Department Class 3, Chen Yu, the Great Demon?]

[Zhao Lin: I just tried to private message the Director, but I found he can't be messaged anymore!]

[Sun Lili: Oh my god, could it really be like what Director Yu said? Sucking people's blood dry? Who exactly is this Chen Yu? He sounds terrifying.]

Information flashed across the screen—fear, shock, speculation, memes, taking sides... Zhang Wanyue shook her head helplessly: "In Road to Survival, people are dying every second. Director Yu's death won't cause much of a stir; at most, it'll spread within the small area of the school."

Wang Mengmeng cursed as she watched: "Pah! That old fossil! Even in death, he tried to drag us down with him. 'Devil', 'Demon'... Brother Chen Yu is just domineering! What do they know?!"

Li Mengyao coughed twice.

Wang Mengmeng quickly shut her mouth, realizing she had said too much.

She should give Mengyao some space to perform and redeem herself.

Li Mengyao suddenly said, "Actually, I think it's quite good."

Wang Mengmeng: "?"

She looked completely bewildered.

Everyone else looked over too, not expecting Li Mengyao to say such a thing.

Wang Mengmeng whispered: "How... how is it good?"

Li Mengyao explained: "Director Yu was so scared that he didn't even have the courage to curse him to his face. He only dared to go crazy in the channel before dying. The reputation of a 'Demon' sounds bad, but..."

She paused: "With this reputation, how much trouble will it save us in the future?"

Deng Yuxin frowned, still a bit conflicted: "But... being called that, I just feel..."

Chen Yu waved his hand dismissively: "Let them call me whatever they want. Whoever says it, I'll just kill them."

"Doesn't that really make you a demon?"

Wang Mengmeng regretted it as soon as she said it and quickly covered her mouth.

Chen Yu just shook his head, feeling the question was meaningless.

He turned his gaze to Kexin, who was sitting in the corner: "Kexin, come to the room with me."

Everyone was stunned.

Deng Yuxin stood up almost reflexively before realizing... Chen Yu said Kexin, not Yuxin.

Yang Kexin's cheeks flushed; she didn't expect Chen Yu to suddenly call her alone.

"O-okay."

She took a deep breath and followed Chen Yu into the metal door.

"What's that about..."

"It's like the Emperor favoring his concubines!"

Li Mengyao muttered again.

Wang Mengmeng was frustrated: "Sigh, Mengyao, you had every advantage, but you don't know how to cherish it! If I were you, Chen Yu would have belonged to me alone long ago!"

Li Mengyao bit her lip: "Really?"

Wang Mengmeng snorted: "What else do you think? He must love you..."

Li Mengyao looked at the metal door, hesitant and struggling.

Inside the safety compartment... Yang Kexin stood by the door somewhat awkwardly, not daring to sit down freely.

Facing Chen Yu alone, especially in this enclosed space, the sense of pressure was even stronger.

Chen Yu didn't look at her, sitting on the edge of the bed as if no one else was there: "Road to Survival is very long, right?"

Yang Kexin didn't understand his point and just nodded.

Chen Yu continued: "Just knowing how to make some weapons isn't enough, far from enough."

Yang Kexin's expression froze, her heart sank, and she suddenly became nervous.

She was very afraid of being abandoned.

In her previous team, those so-called companions had abandoned her.

But it was okay because Chen Yu was like a beam of light that warmed her and accepted her.

Now, his words were no different from rubbing salt into a wound.

"Chen Yu..."

"I... I know these are very basic. My talent level is A. As long as I have enough time, I can try to conceptualize more complex things! Give me some time, I will definitely be able to..."

"Time?"

Chen Yu interrupted her, his tone flat: "We don't have much time. The next station, the next disaster, could come at any moment. No one can wait for you to grow slowly."

As he spoke, he slowly stood up and looked down at her nervous, upturned face.

Yang Kexin's throat tightened: "Then I... what should I do?"

Chen Yu smiled slightly, leaned down a bit, and hooked her chin: "Complete what we should complete. Only when you completely become mine will your existence have meaning."

His gaze moved downward.

The beige tight-fitting T-shirt was thin and form-fitting, outlining every curve.

Because of her slightly reclined sitting posture, her bud-style skirt left her long legs with nowhere to hide; they were pressed together, their skin fully exposed from under the hem down to her slender ankles.

Chen Yu reached out and clicked the lock of the metal door shut.

After locking the door.

Chen Yu slowly reached out his hand, his fingertips touching her collar.

He gently pushed it to one side.

Yang Kexin's body stiffened; she didn't dodge, but just closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

As the collar was pushed aside slightly, one could clearly see what looked like a tattoo on her chest?

But looking closely, it wasn't; it looked more like writing from a marker pen.

To be precise, it should be the Chinese character "Me", with only the upper part visible in the middle of her collarbone.

Yang Kexin became even more nervous.

She even felt a strange reaction, her whole body trembling.

Chen Yu nodded: "Mm, you're quite obedient. You didn't wipe it off without permission. Today, we'll write something else."