Chapter 83 It's a pity it was too dark that day...

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Thinking of the intimate relationship between himself and Bai Qi, Zhou Yan was in a great mood!

Wrapping his arm around Bai Qi's slim waist, he brought the grill and barbecue skewers back to his home.

Su Yanqiu went to the kitchen to get some basic seasonings—salt, chili powder, cumin powder, and so on. Although simple, one couldn't be picky at a time like this.

She skillfully marinated the beef and mutton, mixing it all evenly.

Before long, the aroma of the meat began to waft out.

Zhou Yan set up the generator and the grill on the balcony.

Soon, the electric grill was set up on the small balcony of Building 16.

Su Yanqiu sat on a small stool, flipping the meat skewers. The oil dripped onto the heating element, sizzling loudly. Mixed with the distinct charred aroma of cumin and mutton, the smell... was absolutely intoxicating!

The rich aroma of barbecue drifted far, far away on the evening breeze.

Cumin mixed with chili powder and the unique scent of mutton was carried by the night wind, swirling in all directions.

Anyone in these buildings whose window cracks weren't sealed tight probably smelled it by now.

In several households that had been dark for a while, shadows could be seen vaguely flickering by the windows.

Added to Zhou Yan's building, there were still lights.

In the darkness, it looked like a stage illuminated by spotlights.

Everyone stared in astonishment at Su Yanqiu... and the meat skewers she kept flipping. It was obvious that the fragrance in the air came from there.

Soon, Su Yanqiu couldn't keep up...

The girls behind her were fine; their eating speed wasn't that fast...

But those three—Wu Yang, Wang Zeyu, and Zhou Yan—were like three ruthless dung-making machines, sweeping through the food like a storm...

Su Yanqiu's grilling speed couldn't keep up with their eating speed, so Zhou Yan swapped places with her, telling her to take a break and eat some skewers.

After eating and drinking their fill, the balcony was a mess, and the air was still filled with the alluring scent of barbecue. Everyone helped clean up a bit before getting up and heading back to their respective homes.

Wang Zeyu wrapped his arm around Zhang Dongxue and returned to their new home, while Li Meng and Wang Youde walked downstairs with their arms around each other's shoulders, saying they were going to check on the Floating Bridge.

Wu Yang was the most reliable; he wiped his mouth, picked up the walkie-talkie, and went downstairs to stand guard for the night.

The lively room suddenly quieted down, leaving only Zhou Yan, Su Yanqiu, and Su Yanyue.

Su Yanyue let out a small yawn and naturally snuggled up to Zhou Yan, linking her arm with his and resting her head on his shoulder. While rubbing her belly, she muttered softly, "Xiao Yan, I'm so tired today, but the mutton skewers were really delicious, and the beef skewers were great too!"

Watching her sister act spoiled, Su Yanqiu smiled but said nothing. She simply got up to close the balcony windows and drew the curtains, blocking the view from outside, since the lights were on in the room.

She turned and walked back, sitting naturally on Zhou Yan's other side, and reached out to gently knead his slightly stiff shoulders. "What's the situation on the Warship?"

Zhou Yan briefly told the sisters about the situation on the ship and the current state of those women.

The sisters sighed in unison. Their capacity to endure was being tested by this world every single day; one could guess the plight of those women...

Su Yanqiu was silent for a moment before asking in a low voice, "So, how is their physical condition now?" Since they had expended force and resources to rescue them, it certainly wasn't for the sake of peace.

After all, Zhou Yan wasn't a saint; the only possibility was that they needed them for labor. Therefore, Su Yanqiu was very concerned about their physical health.

"Their physical injuries aren't optimistic either. Twelve of the women are already pregnant, and the rest have quite serious injuries. Zhang Dongxue left some antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs, which is the most that could be done..."

"Physical wounds heal easily, but psychological ones... will take a very, very long time... I don't know how many will survive in the end..." Zhou Yan held Su Yanqiu's hand and said softly.

At this moment, Su Yanyue, sitting beside them, blinked, wearing an "innocent" expression on her face, and asked, "Xiao Yan, you said when you saw them, they weren't wearing any clothes? Were they pretty?"

Zhou Yan turned his head to look at Su Yanyue, his gaze sincere. "Pity it was too dark; I couldn't see anything..."

Su Yanyue narrowed her peach-blossom eyes, and the innocence on her face instantly vanished. "I know you can see in the dark. You've come home in the dark and gone out in the dark many times. It seems the darkness doesn't affect whether or not you can see them, does it...?"

Zhou Yan: "..."

Seeing Su Yanyue's eyes narrow and her small mouth slightly open... before she could get the words out, Zhou Yan kissed her directly, blocking the words she couldn't say...

Watching Su Yanyue being carried into the bedroom by Zhou Yan, Su Yanqiu turned off the living room light.

The original crystal chandelier had been shattered by a big jump from Zhou Yan, and the current lamp was an LED light that Comrade Wang Youde had dismantled from someone else's home.

Su Yanqiu still couldn't bring herself to actively walk into the master bedroom. She just leaned against the sofa, quietly watching the shadow of the Warship in the distant darkness...

Those women were the result of having no shelter in this apocalypse... As she thought about it, she became lost in her thoughts...

Until she was suddenly interrupted by Zhou Yan, who scooped her up from behind.

Su Yanqiu suddenly felt a bit nervous. It wasn't about anything else; he had only just gone into the master bedroom a few minutes ago, right? How was it her turn so quickly? Was this right? Could there be something wrong with Xiao Yan's body?

But when the bedroom door opened, Su Yanqiu realized her worries were unnecessary... Su Yanyue was smiling at her mischievously...

Soon, Zhou Yan and she worked together to strip Su Yanqiu, this little lamb, completely bare...

Zhou Yan had guessed correctly. When Wang Huan saw the lights turn on at the 11th Floor across the way, he was immediately filled with infinite longing for Zhou Yan's home.

When he saw Su Yanqiu sitting on the balcony starting to barbecue, Wang Huan wished he could jump into the water right then and become a merman to storm up there! It was just too provocative!

"What a fucking show-off! Eating barbecue is one thing, but he even turns on the lights? I even eat with the lights off!"

"Brother Huan, we don't have lights... besides, even if we wanted to turn them on, we don't have electricity!" The Thin Tall Guy added insult to injury from the side.

Wang Huan turned his head expressionlessly, staring fixedly at the vague figure of the Thin Tall Guy in the darkness behind him. "Whose side are you on, you motherfucker? Are you an undercover agent? Why do you keep speaking up for him?"

"No! No!" The Thin Tall Guy hurriedly waved his hands.

"Look! Brother Huan! Look!" The Thin Tall Guy suddenly pointed in surprise at the 6th Floor opposite, at the vaguely visible figure by the window.

"I'm nearsighted. Take a look, is it one person? Is it that big idiot?" Wang Huan asked hurriedly.

"It's definitely him! That big idiot must be the one getting bullied over there! He's the only one on duty every day! We're bound to succeed tonight!" The Thin Tall Guy slapped his thigh and said excitedly.

"Damn it! Keep your voice down!"

"Take this. Big Brother is worried about Building 17." Li Meng handed the Type 92 pistol and a few bullets to Wu Yang.

"No need..." Wu Yang bent down and pulled a Type 191 rifle from under the bed. "Big Brother gave me this! It's longer than yours!"

Wu Yang shook the 191 in his hand; he felt it was particularly handy. This thing would even be convenient to swing around to smash people!

"Alright then! Zeyu will keep you company for the first half of the night, and I'll come down for the second half to take over. If you want to keep me company, you can; if you're tired, just sleep on the bed!" Li Meng pointed to the large bed in the room on the 6th Floor.

Wu Yang nodded, picked up the walkie-talkie, and hugged the 191, starting to stare blankly at the dark clouds.

Li Meng had a mind to go out and check the Floating Bridge, but he kept feeling that countless mermen were hiding under the pitch-black water, baring their fangs and glaring at him.

"Forget it! I'll just get up early tomorrow morning to check..."

After walking around for a bit, Li Meng returned to the 11th Floor.

The first half of the night was all quiet. Aside from the occasionally creepy splashing sounds from the water, everything was fine.

When Li Meng came down to switch shifts, Wang Zeyu didn't go upstairs; he just collapsed on the bed on the 6th Floor and started snoring.

Just as Li Meng was about to tell Wu Yang to get some sleep too, he saw Wu Yang suddenly raise a finger, signaling Li Meng to be "silent."

Li Meng had poor eyesight, but his IQ was high. He immediately hid himself in the darkness and drew the Type 92 pistol.

At Building 17, Wang Huan and the Thin Tall Guy were carefully approaching Building 16 along the Floating Bridge...

In the darkness, a whisper came: "Big Brother... do you know how to drive a boat?"