53: Chapter 53 Pink Lolita - Uniform for the Villa!

"You're the principal, right! Close the school immediately, all students must quarantine at home! Any losses incurred will be calculated and allocated by the city!"

Principal Li Jianguo's voice cut off abruptly, leaving only a busy signal on the line.

Lin Yuan watched the acid rain falling more densely outside the window.

The authorities had intervened.

In his previous life, this approach lasted less than a week before all four districts of Jiangcheng fell simultaneously.

But this kind of forced suppression would only make the collapse even more violent.

He picked up his phone and sent a message to Lu Yan: [Activate the perimeter drones early.]

Evening. Cloud Top Palace, Villa No. 12.

Fat Dragon's men held black umbrellas as they helped Lin Motong out of the SUV.

There were a few drops of dried, blackened blood splattered on the cuffs of the girl's school uniform.

"Tongtong, are you okay?"

Wang Ya hurried over, her gaze first darting quickly to Lin Yuan on the living room sofa. Confirming his expression was unchanged, she crouched down to check on her daughter.

"I'm fine. It's someone else's blood."

Lin Motong removed her coat with an expressionless face, tossed it aside, and walked straight to Lin Yuan, who was sitting on the living room sofa.

"That student who was biting people, his skin was gray, his pupils were white. Once he bit someone, he wouldn't let go; you couldn't even pull him off."

Lin Motong stared into Lin Yuan's eyes, her voice steady.

"And, three minutes before he went crazy, I felt it."

"What's even stranger is, he was biting everyone he saw in the hallway, but when he ran up to me..."

She paused.

"He suddenly turned around and ran in the opposite direction."

Lin Yuan leaned back on the leather sofa and took a sip of his coffee.

A scene from his previous life flashed through his mind.

The red moon hung high, and Jiangcheng had turned into purgatory.

A young girl stood at the highest point of the ruins, with a massive Zombie Horde behind her.

Those mindless Mutants flowed around her like a tide, not a single one daring to come within three meters of her.

Lin Yuan set down his coffee cup.

"Go take a shower," Lin Yuan said lightly. "You don't need to go to school starting tomorrow."

Lin Motong didn't ask why; she nodded and turned to go upstairs.

Wang Ya opened her mouth, but seeing that Lin Yuan had already picked up his phone again, she wisely swallowed her words.

The sound of water from the upstairs bathroom began.

Lin Motong stood under the showerhead, looking at the faint marks burned onto the back of her hand by the acid rain. There was no pain in her eyes, only a trace of confusion.

She felt as if she was feeling even better.

Late night.

First-floor guest room of the villa.

Qin Yumo walked in wrapped in a white bath towel, her wet red hair clinging to her collarbone.

Tang Qiqi was holding a box of instant noodles, with a tablet propped against her pillow, playing the latest episode of an anime.

"You didn't eat enough for dinner?" Qin Yumo strode over.

Tang Qiqi shuddered in fear and quickly clutched the instant noodles to her chest:

"A... an anime just updated during dinner! I didn't have time to eat..."

Qin Yumo snatched the instant noodles and threw them into the trash can, then reached out and grabbed the back of her neck, lifting her up like a chick.

"Eating instant noodles! Do you not care about your figure anymore?"

Tang Qiqi pouted, whispering aggrievedly: "You want to keep your figure to please the Great Demon King, I don't have to..."

"Bang!"

Qin Yumo pressed her directly onto the bed, raised her hand, and delivered a crisp, loud sanction to that curvy bottom.

"Ah! Domestic violence!"

Tang Qiqi screamed while struggling frantically.

The two of them tangled together on the large bed.

In the end, Tang Qiqi succumbed to the absolute power of the Valkyrie, and with tears in her eyes, swallowed a large piece of healthy abalone.

The next morning.

Qin Yumo finished her morning workout with Lin Yuan in the gym and walked into the first-floor bathroom, covered in sweat.

Tang Qiqi watched the public bathroom door close, her eyes turning craftily.

Five minutes later.

Qin Yumo turned off the shower and reached for the sports bra and shorts on the hanger.

They were gone.

She paused for a moment, then ripped open the shower curtain.

Her gaze swept over the vanity, and she discovered that all her change of clothes and bath towel had vanished.

Only a small towel for wiping sweat remained.

In their place was an intricate, layered pink lace off-the-shoulder Lolita dress, with a pink sticky note attached to the side:

"Accept the punishment of justice!"

The veins on Qin Yumo's forehead throbbed.

She searched the bathroom for a long time, only to despairingly realize that if she didn't wear this dress, she would have to run out naked.

Ten minutes later.

First-floor living room.

Wang Ya was holding a glass of warm water, ready to drink.

A very unnatural sound of footsteps came from the stairs.

Wang Ya looked up, and the moment her eyes met the figure, she spat the mouthful of water all over the floor with a "pfft".

Qin Yumo walked out with a dark face, her body stiff.

That pink lace off-the-shoulder dress worn on her 1.72-meter, well-toned muscular body looked extremely incongruous.

It was like a giant pink cream cake, yet it radiated a violent, murderous aura as if she were ready to pull out a blade and hack someone at any moment.

"Little Qin... you..." Wang Ya covered her mouth, her face turning red from holding back laughter.

"TANG! QI! QI!!!"

Qin Yumo let out a suppressed roar and charged directly toward the room.

"Help! Great Demon King, save me!"

Tang Qiqi darted out of the room, fleeing frantically around the huge leather sofa.

The pink skirt hem fluttered violently with Qin Yumo's explosive pursuit, making the whole scene absurd to the extreme.

Lin Yuan walked out of the study with his coffee and happened to witness this scene.

He didn't speak to stop them, but instead leaned against the doorframe.

His gaze swept with interest from Qin Yumo's powerful long legs all the way to the exaggerated pink lace trim.

This contrast between extreme strength and fragility hit his innate perverse tastes with extreme precision.

"Stop."

Lin Yuan spoke.

Qin Yumo stopped dead in her tracks.

Her face flushed red. "I... I'll go change immediately..."

"No need to change," Lin Yuan interrupted her.

He turned his head to look at Tang Qiqi, who was trembling behind the sofa: "Do you like this kind of clothing?"

Tang Qiqi poked half her head out, looking timidly at the Great Demon King, and nodded slightly.

"Good."

Lin Yuan took out his phone and swiped his fingers across the screen quickly.

"Transferred you one hundred thousand. Go buy clothes in this style, get all kinds of sizes."

He looked at Qin Yumo's hopeless face. "From now on, this is the official uniform inside the villa."

[Ding! Target Tang Qiqi (Beauty 86), Favorability +3%! Current Favorability: 0%!]

Tang Qiqi widened her eyes, her pupils seemingly flashing with the light of gold coins.

One hundred thousand!

And she could go on a crazy shopping spree!

How much face would she have in front of her group of coser friends!

She suddenly felt that this Great Demon King didn't seem so hateful after all!

Ten o'clock in the morning.

A white Honda Accord slowly stopped outside the gate of Villa No. 12, Cloud Top Palace.

Xia Qingqiu pushed the door open and got out of the passenger seat.

She was wearing a light gray professional suit today, holding a thick lesson plan in her hand.

Because the school was completely sealed off by the SWAT team, Principal Li Jianguo, in order to curry favor with Lin Yuan, insisted that she come in person to tutor this school board member.

Xia Qingqiu didn't mind tutoring Mo Tong — the things in that child's eyes were completely different from other spoiled rich kids.

What she disliked was Principal Li Jianguo's face.

Treating education as a ladder to cling to the powerful, and treating teachers as servants who come to serve.

[Ding! Target Xia Qingqiu (Beauty 89), Favorability -2%! Current Favorability: -3%!]

"Qingqiu, be careful. Who knows how chaotic the home of such an upstart who suddenly made his fortune might be."

Getting out of the driver's seat was a man in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses.

Zhou Zihao.

Xia Qingqiu's boyfriend, an executive at a financial company.

"I know, just wait for me outside. I'll come out after I finish two test papers."

Xia Qingqiu pushed up the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose.

The two walked to the gate.

"Stop." Lu Yan stood at the entrance like a black iron tower, his gaze cold and sharp.

"I am a teacher at Ston School, here to tutor Lin Motong." Xia Qingqiu showed her work ID.

Lu Yan scanned it and nodded: "You can enter. He cannot."

Zhou Zihao frowned when he heard this.

He hadn't intended to go in anyway, but his sense of superiority as an urban elite made him lash out on the spot:

"I'm her boyfriend."

Zhou Zihao lifted his chin slightly. "Your property manager, Manager Sun, even drank with me last month. You're just a security guard, and you dare to stop me?"

Zhou Zihao took out his phone and waved it in front of Lu Yan. "Do you believe that if I call him now, you won't have to come to work tomorrow?"

Xia Qingqiu stopped him. "Zihao, forget it. Just wait for me in the car."

Lu Yan didn't even change his expression.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor.

Lin Yuan held a can of Coke, looking down at the scene at the courtyard gate.

Zhou Zihao.

The leader of the Ston shelter in his previous life.

A scene flashed through his mind — a dark basement, himself chained to a water pipe, this man with gold-rimmed glasses squatting in front of him, smiling as he broke his fingers.

If it weren't for relying on his C-rank Superpower [Constitution Enhancement] and taking advantage of this arrogant man's carelessness to punch him on the bridge of his nose...

His previous self would never have been able to snatch the serum to save Shen Qingyue.

Lin Yuan crushed the Coke can in his hand.

The harsh sound of the aluminum deforming echoed on the empty second floor.

Ten minutes later.

Second-floor study.

Lin Motong sat in front of the large mahogany desk, idly twirling a Parker pen in her hand.

Teacher Xia stood in front of the whiteboard, explaining a reading comprehension question about social ethics.

"Mo Tong, you must understand that the reason humans are human is because we have empathy."

Teacher Xia taught in a gentle tone. "Only by knowing how to be tolerant can one..."

Lin Motong suddenly spoke: "If the person being bitten will already cause more people to die, then killing him in advance, does that count as tolerance?"

Bang.

The heavy wooden door of the study was pushed open.

Lin Yuan walked in with one hand in his pocket.

Teacher Xia's voice stopped abruptly.

She frowned slightly and looked at the door.

Lin Yuan ignored her completely, walked straight to the floor-to-ceiling window, and ripped open the blackout curtains.

"Teacher Xia."

Lin Yuan pointed outside the window.

At the courtyard gate, Zhou Zihao was leaning on the hood of the car with both hands, held down by two men in black.

"Your boyfriend seems to have caused some trouble."