70: Chapter 70 Lu Yingman's Fate

Wang Hui's tone was sharp and aggressive.

"What does it have to do with us if she dies outside? Didn't they look down on us so much before? Now it's the Apocalypse, we don't even have enough for ourselves. If we open the door and Lu Yingman refuses to leave, what then?"

They didn't have many supplies left; what could they use to support her?

Just then, Lu Yingman outside seemed to have run out of strength; her crying grew weak, turning into the moans of someone dying.

Wang Jianhua sighed, unable to bear it.

"Xiao Hui, it's a human life after all. Besides, what if she knows some useful information or still has something valuable on her?"

Wang Hui spat, "All the valuable things on her were looted by that bastard Qi Ming. Don't I know that?"

But Wang Hui rolled her eyes, weighing the pros and cons in her mind.

If they really ignored her and Lu Yingman died at the door, it might attract zombies.

If they let her in, they could squeeze out her value, and when she was useless...

She glanced at the little food left in the house and had an idea.

Thus, Wang Hui relented.

"Fine, letting her in is okay."

"But, Dad, we have a deal. Once she recovers, if she doesn't have any useful information, we'll kick her out immediately."

They didn't have a single bit of extra food.

Wang Jianhua's eyes darted around. He nodded and looked through the peephole to confirm there were no zombies nearby.

He quickly opened the door and dragged Lu Yingman in.

Only then did the two see the obvious scratch on her hand, which seemed a bit black.

Wang Hui covered her nose and stepped back, looking at Lu Yingman on the floor with disgust.

"So dirty. Dad, look at her arm. Was she scratched by a zombie?"

Wang Jianhua squatted down, checked it, and his heart sank.

"It looks... it looks like it."

He did have some thoughts, but that was only on the premise of ensuring his own safety.

He was wondering whether he should just throw Lu Yingman out now.

Perhaps sensing their unfriendly gazes, Lu Yingman woke up.

"No, this wasn't a zombie scratch. It was Qi Yin. She has a Supernatural Ability; she did this to me."

As she spoke, Lu Yingman acted as if she had suffered a great injustice and began to cry.

She didn't mention how selfish she was, only talking about how miserable she was, begging to be taken in.

Wang Hui watched coldly. She waited until Lu Yingman finished before speaking coldly.

"You say Qi Yin did this? And she has a Supernatural Ability?"

Lu Yingman nodded, "Yes, she can control ice."

Wang Hui stomped her foot fiercely, "Damn it, I don't even have one. Why does that Little Bitch have a Supernatural Ability?"

As she spoke, she looked resentfully at Lu Yingman on the floor.

"What about Qi Ming? Why isn't he taking care of you?"

Lu Yingman covered her face, "He and his father were both bitten to death by zombies."

Wang Jianhua: ...

No wonder Lu Yingman, the notorious love-struck idiot, would abandon Qi Mingyuan and run here alone.

"We can take you in, but we don't have much food. You have to work, and you have to tell us any useful information you know, like where there's food, where it's safe. Otherwise, get out."

Lu Yingman nodded hurriedly.

But Wang Hui didn't think it through; if Lu Yingman really knew these things, how could she have fallen to this state?

For the next few days, Wang Hui was extremely harsh to Lu Yingman.

She only gave her the smallest amount of porridge and a few frozen, rock-hard biscuit crumbs.

However, Lu Yingman had to do a lot of chores for that and was constantly pressed for information.

For a bite to eat, she could only keep making up non-existent lies.

That night, Lu Yingman was really too hungry to bear it, and the wound on her arm was becoming increasingly numb.

She quietly snuck into Wang Jianhua's room, endured the freezing cold, and pulled her clothes down a bit.

Because she hadn't bathed for a while, some dirt could already be seen on her shoulders.

Wang Jianhua had opened his eyes when she came in, but he didn't move.

Until Lu Yingman straddled him.

A little warmth came, and Wang Jianhua felt his lower abdomen gradually heating up.

"Brother Wang, can you give me a bite to eat? You can do whatever you want."

Lu Yingman wasn't a fool; the way Wang Jianhua had been looking at her these past few days was definitely not pure.

In the past, she really wouldn't have looked at such an upstart fat man.

But now, in order to fill her stomach, she really had no other choice.

Wang Jianhua's mouth curled into a sinister grin, and he grabbed her slender waist.

"You rotten bitch, if you serve me well, there will be plenty for you to eat."

Enduring the nausea, Lu Yingman smiled and kissed that disgusting mouth.

She almost threw up the little bit of overnight food she had eaten.

They didn't close the door. Before long, Lu Yingman's irrepressible moans grew louder and louder.

Wang Hui was in the bedroom next door. Listening to the commotion coming from the side, she was incredibly annoyed.

She pulled the quilt over her head, blaming her dad in her heart for not knowing how to be gentle.

This made her, a lonely person, feel unbearable.

Slowly, listening to the corner of the wall, Wang Hui's hand began to grope...

Don't know how long it had been, Wang Jianhua finally finished.

He threw a piece of jujube cake to Lu Yingman, turned around, and fell fast asleep.

Lu Yingman half-covered her body, chewing the hard-won jujube cake in big mouthfuls, two lines of clear tears flowing from the corners of her eyes.

She never imagined she would fall to this fate.

Her eyes were filled with hatred, hatred for the Qi Family, hatred for Qi Yin.

But what was the use of that?

The next morning, the three met, all feeling a bit awkward.

Just like yesterday, they repeated the same work.

At night, she still slept with Wang Jianhua as usual, in exchange for more food.

Three days passed, and Wang Hui's patience gradually ran out, her expression becoming increasingly ugly.

She kept complaining, "What a waste. Besides sleeping around and wasting food, what else can you do? If I had known, I wouldn't have opened the door."

From Lu Yingman, other than knowing that Qi Yin was an Ability User, she hadn't received any useful information.

If it weren't for her dad being greedy for this, she would have kicked Lu Yingman out long ago.

Wang Jianhua saw the increasingly serious wound on Lu Yingman's body and couldn't bear it.

"Xiao Hui, give her some medicine at least, otherwise she'll really die..."

Wang Hui refused outright, "Dad, are you okay? Medicine is so precious, and you want to give it to her? If we use it on her, what about us?"

"Don't let your lower body control you and be soft-hearted. In this world, surviving yourself is the most important thing."

Lu Yingman just stood to the side, completely unconcerned about the father and daughter's quarrel.

She pinched her arm hard and found she couldn't feel anything at all.

She thought, she probably didn't need medicine anymore.

That day, Lu Yingman was dazed, or rather, she began to become dull.

No matter how much Wang Hui scolded her and told her to get lost, she had no reaction at all.

Until midnight, when she was having intimacy with Wang Jianhua as usual, she took a bite and bit off a chunk of meat from Wang Jianhua's thigh.

"Ah! You stinking bitch!"

Wang Jianhua's cry of pain drew Wang Hui over.

"Dad, what's wrong..."

Before she could finish asking, her arm was fiercely scratched by the lunging Lu Yingman, leaving several terrifying blood marks.

"Haha, let's all die together!"