Chapter 52, Building 17

Wu Yang: "..."

When Zhou Yan opened the door, Li Meng naturally turned around with Wu Yang and went to Zhang Yajing's home next door.

Inside the room, the living room was pitch black; only the guest bedroom and the master bedroom had lights on.

Zhou Yan walked over and saw Bai Qi sandwiched between Su Yanqiu and Su Yanyue, who were chatting with her.

But it looked very strange...

Because neither Su Yanqiu nor Su Yanyue were really speaking; only Bai Qi was talking to herself.

Is this the benefit of Mind Reading?

Chats are even more time-efficient now...

Seeing Zhou Yan enter the master bedroom, Bai Qi panicked, seemingly recalling the scene in the guest bedroom earlier that day. Her little face turned beet red in an instant, and she snuck a peek at Su Yanqiu, causing her face to turn even redder...

The Type 92 and the AR-15 were sitting on the nightstand. Zhou Yan picked up the Type 92 and crawled under the bed to grab a box of ammunition.

Although Wu Yang was a martial artist, even a guy like Zhuo You had managed to modify a nail gun into a makeshift firearm. There were so many talented people in this world; he had to be on guard.

If this were in the past, Zhou Yan would never have dared to hand his gun over to someone else!

But now, thanks to his [Shadow] ability, he no longer feared firearms... The only thing that could make him feel fear now was a "missile."

The situation outside was unclear, and he didn't know to what extent the floods had developed in other cities...

But as long as he developed fast enough!

Then no one would be able to pose a threat to him!

Opening the door,

Wang Zeyu was shaking Li Meng's shoulders excitedly, wanting to be the Building Manager of Building 16...

"Stop shaking me! I already have a candidate for Building Manager of Building 16! It won't be you! Besides, you don't have the time to be a Building Manager, do you? You need to come with me... Big Brother?"

Hearing Li Meng call out "Big Brother," Wang Zeyu let go and stood obediently in place, looking at Zhou Yan behind him.

"Come on, I'll teach you all how to use a gun!"

As soon as Zhou Yan spoke, the three boys' eyes lit up instantly!

In the pitch-black hallway, it was as if there were six little lightbulbs!

No boy could resist the allure of firearms!

Except for Wang Youde!

...

"This is the safety. When the safety is on, the gun cannot fire; when the safety is off, it can fire!"

"This kind of thing... this is the slide locking back, which means the magazine is empty..."

"Here... aim it here... target the objective, line up the three points..."

"Remember, never point a gun at your own people for fun! The muzzle must never be pointed at your own people!"

"It's the middle of the night, how are we supposed to practice? What are we supposed to shoot at?! I don't even know if I'm hitting the target or not?" Wang Zeyu looked at the Type 92 in his hand, feeling troubled.

Did they really have to practice shooting at night?

"Practice my ass!" Li Meng pushed down the muzzle of the gun that Wang Zeyu was aiming out the window.

"If you run into people, just fire a shot into the ceiling and they'll behave! If you run into merfolk, just retreat! We aren't wasting a single bullet!" Li Meng knew the importance of ammunition.

Watching the three of them looking eager to try, Zhou Yan suddenly felt fired up!

"That's it then. You start from the 7th Floor; I'm heading out too..."

Li Meng dropped his joking demeanor and looked at Zhou Yan.

He didn't believe that the Boss didn't know how far it was between Building 16 and Building 17, but he was still planning to leave tonight, and they hadn't even built a Floating Bridge yet!

This meant he had his own way!

Zhou Yan walked to the window, and his figure suddenly began to melt, merging into the dark corner like a blob of ink.

"Holy sh*t!" × 3

Wu Yang lunged forward, his hands groping around in that dark corner...

"Holy sh*t! Did you guys see that? The Boss just melted!"

Wang Zeyu pointed at the corner, his finger trembling. Because the scene was too shocking, he couldn't open his mouth for a moment...

Li Meng turned around calmly and pushed open the fire door.

"Let's go, it's time for us to do our job..."

...

While in his [Shadow] state, Zhou Yan followed the three boys all the way down to the 7th Floor, observing the changes in their facial expressions from every angle...

Finding nothing unusual, he returned to his own home.

On the master bedroom bed, Su Yanyue was vividly describing to Bai Qi the scene she had seen on the 16th Floor.

Although her description wasn't that gruesome, poor Bai Qi had Mind Reading...

She could feel the deep-seated feelings Su Yanyue had about the tragic scene in that room...

It really was very tragic...

Bai Qi's eyes turned red from what she was saying, and she pitifully hugged Su Yanqiu's arm.

The three women were chatting enthusiastically around Xiao Bai when they saw a pitch-black, ink-like humanoid object in the shadow of the wardrobe gradually becoming three-dimensional...

Before Bai Qi could let out a scream, she discovered that her Mind Reading was actually effective on that blob of ink!

"This angle... is perfect... Xiao Bai isn't wearing..."

Why was this voice so familiar?

Then she remembered that it seemed she really wasn't wearing anything underneath...

She hurriedly pressed her legs together, looking at the shadow in a panic.

Su Yanyue had long since witnessed Zhou Yan's miraculous ability, so she wasn't very panicked. She even gently patted Xiao Bai's body to comfort her.

"Your brother is home... don't be afraid!"

When Zhou Yan fully transformed into human form and revealed his face, Bai Qi finally felt completely at ease...

Zhou Yan sat by the bed, gently rubbing Bai Qi's small hands.

"No matter what happens tonight, don't open the door. No matter who is knocking, do not open the door..."

"No matter who?" Su Yanqiu quickly grasped the main point of Zhou Yan's words.

"That's right, no matter who!"

Zhou Yan carefully instructed the sisters Su Yanqiu and Su Yanyue, told them that the Type 92 pistol had been temporarily handed over to Li Meng, and briefly explained the plan to the women before returning to the living room to prepare to head to Building 17 opposite.

Because Building 17 was a duplex-style building, there were eight households on each floor.

Like a blob of ink, Zhou Yan moved rapidly along the water's surface, crashed into the shadows of the building, surged upwards quickly, and rapidly reached the 11th Floor.

In his mind, feeling that special energy being consumed rapidly, Zhou Yan hurriedly exited the [Shadow] state.

He crouched behind the white curtains at the window.

The telescope that had been "aiming" at him was right in front of his eyes.

He waited in place, motionless, for nearly ten minutes. After confirming that there were no other sounds in the room besides a slow, soft breathing, Zhou Yan finally pulled back the white curtain.

What a fool! She was targeted by merfolk and she actually dared to sleep alone?

Wasn't she afraid of dying?

He pulled a shotgun from the system and walked step by step towards the depths of the room...

The room was decorated very warmly, with an overall warm-toned interior, but there were A4 papers everywhere on the floor. Zhou Yan picked up one of them.

On the paper was a design sketch for a simple floating device.

This woman... she's quite bold in her ideas, isn't she?

Downstairs were the sofa and kitchen; upstairs, besides a bed, there was only room for a vanity.

The room wasn't large, but it was decorated very warmly.

And a faint, lingering scent of jasmine drifted through the room...

Zhou Yan shivered for no reason, always feeling that this scent... was a bit strange?

"Whoa..."

Zhou Yan walked up the stairs quietly, arrived on the second floor, crouched by the bed, and quietly examined the figure lying on the bed.

She was sleeping soundly, wearing a white lace-trimmed pajama set, with her long legs spread apart.