Chapter 59 Where did the clothes come from?

"Use your curtains as a signal. Once I get back, I'll have someone keep a close watch on your place. If those men dare to come down, just open the curtains or pull them down, and I'll be there immediately!"

"You're leaving already? It's raining outside! Getting splashed by that rainwater could cause mutations!" Zhuang Yan said with a worried tone.

"It's fine, don't worry about that. If any merfolk continue to attack you, just pull down the curtains..."

After speaking, ignoring Zhuang Yan's pleading gaze, he immediately activated his "Shadow" ability. His entire body instantly transformed into a pool of pitch-black ink, merging into the shadows of the corridor.

Although it was daytime, the heavy rain meant the shadows on the ground were very faint, and the energy consumption in his mind was terrifying. In almost an instant, Zhou Yan dashed back to Building 16 along the shadows.

The shadows in the rooms were richer. Once he entered the Fire escape, the energy consumption finally dropped...

Having just dashed over, Zhou Yan saw that quite a few people had already gathered on the 6th Floor.

They were waiting there with varied expressions, and Li Meng was pacifying them.

Because the main person hadn't shown up yet, everyone was staying on the 6th Floor while also being afraid of the merfolk...

Wang Zeyu was holding that Type 92, standing behind Li Meng with a "cold" expression...

There were obvious bloodstains on Wu Yang's long spear and dagger; it seemed things hadn't gone too smoothly for those three last night either.

"Big Brother?!"

Wu Yang shouted in surprise at the fire door behind Li Meng.

"Big Brother, I've already given all the instructions... Can we... start work now?" Li Meng asked with some hesitation. Since everyone was already in position but Zhou Yan was late, Li Meng didn't dare let everyone start working. After all, the "funds" hadn't arrived, so he couldn't pay the "wages"!

Zhou Yan understood what Li Meng meant and had to find a room to leave the "wages" for them first. He put his arm around Li Meng's shoulder and whispered: "In a while, I'll put the supplies in the room you were staying in before. Have Wang Zeyu guard it with the gun. One fish for one person's ration..."

Wu Yang was taken away by Zhou Yan; Zhou Yan had other clever uses for this smart little head...

Zhou Yan placed all the supplies prepared for "paying wages" in the bedroom where Zhang Dongxue had stayed, with Wang Zeyu guarding it with the gun.

"If anyone tries to rob you, shoot them dead! If they all revolt to rob you together, just run to my place with Li Meng! Supplies aren't as important as your lives, got it?"

Wang Zeyu nodded. Big Brother is truly Big Brother.

Even his words make people feel warm inside...

Upon receiving this "important" task, Wang Zeyu didn't dare to relax. He sat on the balcony with one hand holding the gun and his legs crossed, guarding the supplies in front of him.

With that slightly faded dyed hair of his, most people really didn't dare to provoke him...

One look and you could tell he wasn't up to any good...

After Zhou Yan took out all the less important supplies, he looked at Wang Zeyu, who was still posing on the windowsill, and asked: "Did it go smoothly last night?"

"It was okay. Except for my partner's second uncle, they all seemed to respect me... because of the gun in my hand..." Wang Zeyu said with some helplessness.

"Your partner's second uncle?"

"Yeah, Zhang Dongxue's distant cousin-uncle, the kind you can't even trace a relationship to... He tried to trick me out of my gun, so Wu Yang stabbed him into a honeycomb..."

"Heh..."

"Be careful. If any merfolk attack, use the walkie-talkie to call me. Remember to run first, and take Li Meng with you when you run... You don't need to worry about Wu Yang; the merfolk can't beat him..."

After Zhou Yan finished instructing Wang Zeyu, he pulled Wu Yang to the balcony.

He pointed to the 11th Floor opposite them.

"You just watch from here. Keep your eyes on the 11th Floor opposite. Once that room pulls the curtains, call me on the walkie-talkie immediately!"

As for Wu Yang, if you just give him detailed instructions, he will absolutely follow your requirements to the letter.

Hearing Big Brother say this, Wu Yang sat straight down on the sofa, his eyes fixed firmly on the 11th Floor opposite, not moving at all...

...

When Zhou Yan returned home,

Xiao Bai was curled up on the sofa, sleeping soundly.

In the second bedroom, Bai Qi and Zhang Yajing were both sleeping very soundly...

In the master bedroom, Su Yanqiu was lying on the bed, holding a tablet and watching a movie on the TV stick...

After searching everywhere, he finally found Yan Yue in the bathroom.

She was taking a shower...

Because the water in the bathroom was filtered from rainwater, the filtration efficiency was very low. It took several days to save up enough to take a shower, and even then, it was just a quick rinse.

It had been sunny for the past few days, and the water in the filter was almost at the bottom.

Fortunately, it rained a bit today...

It's just as well; I should find some time to install that filtration system. Usually, it doesn't matter—if we can't wash, we don't wash.

But that won't do now; not washing after "exercise" isn't healthy...

Zhou Yan sighed and slowly revealed himself.

It nearly scared the life out of Yan Yue; she reached out in a panic to grab the handgun placed on the toilet.

Once she saw clearly that it was Zhou Yan, she let out a sigh of relief...

"Let's wash together, it saves water!"

Zhou Yan reached out and pulled Yan Yue tightly into his arms.

Smelling the familiar scent on Zhou Yan, Yan Yue gradually relaxed.

Before her emotions could rise, a problem arrived first.

Yan Yue's gaze was full of inquiry as she stared unceasingly at Zhou Yan's short-sleeved shirt and shorts. How come she hadn't discovered this set of clothes in Zhou Yan's bedroom closet?

Her clothes were also in Zhou Yan's closet, and she was the one who had organized them.

Zhou Yan's closet was full of long sleeves and long pants; the only pair of shorts she had worn herself was still hanging on the balcony...

This set of clothes on his body... where did he get them?

"These clothes of yours... Mmph..."

Zhou Yan's heart trembled, and he hurriedly activated his skill to block Yan Yue's little mouth.

If she kept asking, things would go south...

He had severely underestimated a woman's desire to uncover the truth; his lip was bitten hard.

"There's... a strange scent on you... Does she use jasmine-scented perfume?" Su Yanyue narrowed her peach-blossom eyes and looked Zhou Yan up and down.

She wanted to test the inventory, but she knew that with her own strength, she probably couldn't handle it...

For a moment, she was in a dilemma.

But seeing that Zhou Yan was very interested, she had to try to change the subject.

"Where did you go? I didn't see you all night..."

"I went to Building 17 to find that older sister..."

A heavy sense of crisis suddenly welled up in Yan Yue's heart...

Last time it was Bai Qi, who is it this time?

Just how many more people does this house need!

Su Yanyue bit her lower lip gently, raised her hand to sweep her long hair behind her ear to one side, and slowly crouched down.

...

After Yan Yue finished her shower, she slipped back to the bedroom while Zhou Yan wasn't paying attention; she still had to take her sister to do yoga.

Originally, the yoga session in the sisters' daily plan had been halted because exercise meant high consumption, and the sisters' previous supplies couldn't afford such strain.

But it was different now. Zhou Yan had told her to take her sister to exercise as soon as possible to strengthen her sister's constitution.

Otherwise, Zhou Yan was always left hanging, which was too miserable.

In this period, calling it a "famine" wouldn't be an exaggeration, yet Zhou Yan still let them continue exercising. They didn't need to worry about supplies; he wouldn't let his own women suffer, no matter who else did. Furthermore, maintaining a good figure was conducive to Zhou Yan's physical and mental health.

Zhou Yan opened the bedroom door,

There were two pink yoga mats spread on the floor, and the younger sister was instructing her older sister in body stretching.

Although they weren't short on drinking water now, the sisters couldn't bring themselves to be as extravagant as using drinking water to wash clothes.

The filter in the bathroom took a long time to save up enough water to wash clothes, and it hadn't rained for the past few days...

The yoga pants were still dirty... so the two sisters were dressed very "skimpy."

"You're back?" Su Yanqiu rolled her eyes at Zhou Yan while maintaining her stretching pose...

"Yeah..."

The more Zhou Yan looked, the more he felt that a faint scent of jasmine was still drifting from his body...

The more he looked, the more his desire grew...