Chapter 63 Wang Zeyu's Happiness

She couldn't be called exceptionally beautiful, but she was definitely not ordinary.

Her looks were above average, but there was just something pure about her...

"What are you looking at?" Zhuang Yan lay on the sofa, tilting her head and looking at Zhou Yan meaningfully.

"Nothing much. How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay, just a headache... It feels like a hangover..." Zhuang Yan gently rubbed her temples; she felt like her head was about to explode...

"No need to push yourself so hard. Just knowing when to stop is enough. I don't want to break you in one go..."

"How could I do that? I'm just afraid I won't be able to satisfy you, aren't I?"

Zhuang Yan, sitting on the sofa, was quite the experienced player; her words immediately went straight to the explicit territory.

Tongtong, standing at the doorway, was stunned. What kind of wild, provocative words were these?!

Seeing Zhou Yan constantly signaling with his eyes, Zhuang Yan waved her hand, indicating that Tongtong didn't need to block the door and stand guard for her.

Tongtong was obedient and turned to leave.

Judging by the sound, she didn't go far. She was likely crouching near the doorway, eavesdropping.

Zhou Yan understood why Zhuang Yan was pushing herself so hard.

She was afraid that he would abandon her and the girls from Building 17.

That was why she was desperately trying to demonstrate her capabilities to Zhou Yan.

She was no simple character herself. Zhou Yan's actions would leave anyone else completely confused, but she never asked questions, maintaining an appearance of being curious about nothing.

She did whatever Zhou Yan instructed...

She embodied the phrase "hardworking and uncomplaining" to the fullest.

"No need to push yourself so hard. I will do everything I promised you. Even if one day we leave this place, I will take you with me and leave them with some weapons!"

Zhou Yan said this while gently stroking the top of Zhuang Yan's head.

Regardless of whether there were real feelings involved, the emotional value had to be provided!

Zhuang Yan also put on a look of "cooperating with the performance."

"Knock, knock!"

"Knock, knock!"

"The curtains of that unit on the 11th Floor of Building 16 have been opened!" Tongtong shouted from outside the door.

Zhou Yan stood up abruptly and dashed in one stride toward the corner of Tongtong's room.

In an instant, he turned into a pitch-black shadow and merged into the darkness...

Zhuang Yan narrowed her eyes, watching Zhou Yan's displayed ability with an expressionless face, wondering what she was thinking...

...

"Damn you! Acting like an idiot, as if I would hurt you! The merfolk in that water are super fierce!"

"Stop the nonsense! Go! Get lost! If rescue has arrived, why would I be here bullshitting with you? Get lost!"

"Exactly! That's a Warship! And you're blocking us? Don't blame us if we report you for hoarding illegal arms later!"

"That's called illegal possession of firearms and ammunition! 'Arms,' really? Did you even go to school? What's your education level?"

"You damn..."

Seeing Zhou Yan suddenly appear in the dark corner of the hallway, the noisy crowd immediately fell silent.

Looking at the agitated crowd before him, Zhou Yan was a bit confused. What was this about? Were they all blocking the entrance to the 11th Floor and shouting abuse?

Had they grown so bold?

When Wang Zeyu saw Zhou Yan return, he quickly pushed aside the few men blocking his way.

"Big Brother! They've all gone crazy! They want to take the materials we used to make the Floating Bridge to build boats! They insist on heading toward the Warship, saying that rescue has arrived!"

"Then why are you stopping them?" Zhou Yan said irritably.

Wang Zeyu was stunned by what Zhou Yan said.

This didn't seem right, did it?

Was it right?

When the people in the crowd saw that even Zhou Yan had said so, they were filled with righteous indignation.

If it weren't for the gun in Wang Zeyu's hand, they would have loved to beat him to death on the spot!

Li Meng saw what was going on and pulled Wang Zeyu aside.

Although Wang Zeyu was usually called a "clever monkey," that was only compared to Wu Yang; compared to Li Meng, there was no difference between him and an idiot...

He had enough self-awareness to realize this, and seeing Li Meng signal him, he immediately shut his mouth.

"Everyone, if you want to use materials to make boats or simple floating devices, please go ahead! But don't dismantle our 11th Floor! There's plenty of furniture on the 6th and 7th floors for you to dismantle! They're all finely decorated! The whole house is renovated with natural wood! Top-tier material for making boats! Help yourselves, everyone!"

After shouting this, Zhou Yan stepped aside and watched as the residents of Building 16 carried their prepared "boats" and ran downstairs.

Boats?

They were just a few water bottles or larger mineral water jugs tied together—a buoyancy device!

It could only protect them from drowning... and that was it!

"Oh! Right! Where are your partner and Old Wang?" Watching the crowd crazily squeeze downstairs, Zhou Yan looked at Wang Zeyu with a worried expression.

"I called them up long ago! Wu Yang is resting his eyes at home! He stared until his eyeballs turned bloodshot... Old Wang went back upstairs!" Wang Zeyu rubbed his gums, feeling that Big Brother's previous sentence seemed to have a lot of ambiguity...

What did he mean by "your partner and Old Wang"...

"Hmm... That's good..."

After saying that, only Wang Zeyu, Li Meng, and Zhou Yan were left in the hallway, staring at each other.

"Go home! Why are you staring at me!"

Wang Zeyu pointed at the messy hallway with some confusion, then pointed at his own head.

Zhou Yan understood.

His general meaning was: I'm stupid, please explain in detail...

Li Meng sighed deeply.

"Sigh..." He reached out and patted Wang Zeyu on the shoulder.

Because he was short, he had to stand on his tiptoes slightly...

"Big Brother means to let this bunch of idiots go explore the path first. We'll observe from a distance to see what exactly that Warship's purpose is..."

"Oh..." Wang Zeyu suddenly realized.

"Do any of you brave ones want to go try it out? Big Brother has a boat, I can even lend it to you to drive!"

Li Meng and Wang Zeyu both shook their heads.

Forget it, forget it. They hadn't seen what their own military was like before; they could see their figures during every major earthquake.

It was completely different from the style of the one parked in the distance this time...

"Do you have enough food at home? If it's not enough, remember to come to me to get some!"

"There's enough food... it's just..." Wang Zeyu scratched his head.

"Speak up, don't be all hesitant!"

"Look here, there are four units on our 11th Floor in total: yours, ours, the one for Big Sister-in-law and Second Sister-in-law, and this one you mentioned, the one who can drive a tank..."

Wang Zeyu pointed at the unit directly opposite Zhang Yajing's door and said somewhat embarrassedly: "I've been knocking on the door for several days, and there's been no sound inside at all. Look, can I open it, and then my partner and I move in?"

Su Yanqiu's door could no longer be called a door; it had lost the basic qualifications to be a door...

Wang Zeyu didn't dare to live there either...

Zhou Yan slapped his thigh!

You know what!

You really hit the jackpot, kid!

He casually took out the lock-picking tool set from the system.

He raised his head and looked at Wang Zeyu, who was blocking the doorway.

"Do you know how to use it?" Zhou Yan looked at Wang Zeyu curiously.

"No..."

Wang Zeyu made a bitter face, looking at the thing in Zhou Yan's hand—which looked like a small hook or a compass—feeling troubled...

He studied medicine...

He hadn't learned how to pick locks...

"If you don't know how to use it, why don't you get out of the way?"

Zhou Yan inserted the probe into the keyhole, wiggled it for a moment, and opened the door to the Tiger tank driver's home...

"No one?" Wang Zeyu aimed his gun for a long time, aiming at nothing.

"Nonsense! If there were someone, they would have come out to fight you to the death based on your knocking frequency!" Li Meng said irritably.

Wang Zeyu was really trying his best to move in!

Knocking when he got up in the morning, knocking when passing by downstairs, knocking before entering the door.

He even had to come over with a gun to knock in the middle of the night!

The decoration in this guy's house was obviously more luxurious, but Wang Zeyu might be a bit too "happy" now.

In the living room, the bedroom, the guest bedroom—all kinds of special little props...

The variety was very complete...