6: Chapter 6: Would you believe me if I said I crawled back from hell?

The black SUV pulled over in an industrial zone in the Western Suburbs.

The peeling, large characters of "Hongfa Meat Processing Plant" appeared mottled under the late afternoon sunlight.

The wind carried a lingering, pungent smell of raw meat.

Lin Yuan didn't turn off the engine; he turned his head to look at Su Xiaonuan in the passenger seat.

"Negotiate the price however you want, but the final payment must be after three months."

"Remember, from now on, you represent me. If the sky falls, I will hold it up."

Su Xiaonuan stared blankly at Lin Yuan.

In the past, whenever her superiors gave her a task, they would say, "If you mess this up, you'll be sorry."

It was precisely because of this submissive personality that she was assigned to be Lin Yuan's secretary.

Because Lin Yuan's capabilities were too strong, and the results of the projects he completed were ultimately credited to Shen Qingyue.

There were no opportunities for merit or promotion under Lin Yuan, so no one else wanted to go there.

Now, when Lin Yuan gave her a task, he said, "If the sky falls, I will hold it up."

Su Xiaonuan just nodded vigorously and pushed open the car door.

Her newly bought leather shoes were still a bit uncomfortable.

She watched the SUV turn around and drive away, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Su Xiaonuan straightened her Chanel suit and tucked her loose hair behind her ears.

When she raised her head again, a gleam belonging to an "Apocalypse Chief Steward" flashed in her eyes.

...

One hour later.

In the city center of Jiangcheng, there was an elegant Western restaurant.

Lin Yuan pushed the door open and entered.

The scent of butter floated in the air.

A waiter immediately came up to greet him.

But Lin Yuan just swept his gaze across the room and headed straight for a window seat.

Su Muxue was sitting there.

She had taken off her white lab coat and changed into a pale blue dress, which outlined her slender yet shapely figure.

Her shoulder-length hair was meticulously styled, and a delicate Coach bag sat by her side.

She sat there quietly, her cold and glamorous aura causing the men around who wanted to strike up a conversation to hesitate and back away.

"Have you been waiting long?" Lin Yuan took a seat, leaning back casually.

"Not bad."

Su Muxue raised her eyes and smiled politely.

"Mr. Lin, your concussion has recovered very quickly."

Her tone was like she was inquiring about a medical condition.

Lin Yuan ignored her and raised his hand to call the waiter.

"One filet mignon, medium-rare." Lin Yuan closed the menu and looked at the woman opposite him.

"Dr. Su probably isn't used to eating bloody things; bring her a serving of pasta."

"I don't like pasta." Su Muxue frowned.

"High carbohydrates can alleviate excessive sympathetic nervous system excitation."

Lin Yuan looked directly into her eyes.

"Although you want meat rationally, your stomach needs starch right now."

Su Muxue pursed her lips, not voicing any objection.

"I'm very curious,"

She leaned forward slightly.

"Mr. Lin, or should I say, the 'Crazy Lin' who just received one billion in cash."

"You could have gotten 20% more money, or even more, by just waiting a month."

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Lin Yuan spread the napkin on the table and spoke slowly:

"Asking so specifically, and dressing so exquisitely—is Dr. Su trying to go on a blind date with someone who just got divorced like me?"

"..."

This sudden, direct hit left Su Muxue in a state of disarray.

She was stunned for a full three seconds.

"A blind date?"

At twenty-eight, she was indeed being pressured by her family and had been arranged to meet countless so-called "young talents."

But those men were always careful with their words in front of her.

Yet this man, who was even younger than her, seemed not to care at all whether she would get angry.

Su Muxue forcibly suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, her fingers gripping the water glass tightening slightly.

"Mr. Lin is joking."

She pulled the topic back on track, her voice cooling a few degrees.

"I came here today just to know one thing—how did you know the VIP3 patient didn't just have common gastroenteritis?"

This was the fundamental purpose of her invitation today.

This question had been bothering her for an entire afternoon.

"Dr. Su, you have seen countless dead people in the ICU, but have you ever seen someone 'come back from the dead'?" Lin Yuan's voice was low.

Su Muxue sneered, "I am a firm materialist."

The steak and pasta were quickly brought up.

Lin Yuan ignored her words, picked up the knife and fork, and began cutting the steak on his plate by himself.

The metal knife and fork collided with the porcelain plate, making a crisp sound.

"You have a slight lack of control when holding the knife in your right hand; your muscle strength does not match your neural control."

Seeing that Lin Yuan didn't speak, Su Muxue continued.

"Compared to me needing starch, you need a neurology re-examination more."

"It might be a sequela of the car accident."

It wasn't until he swallowed the beef that Lin Yuan wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin.

Staring at Su Muxue's inquisitive eyes, his face suddenly revealed an extremely serious expression.

"It has nothing to do with the car accident."

"I crawled back from hell."

Su Muxue's beautiful eyebrows knitted tightly together, her chest rising and falling slightly.

Lin Yuan cut another piece of beef.

The sound of the knife and fork clashing chimed, like a boor who didn't understand table etiquette.

Watching Su Muxue's appearance of wanting to get angry but having to endure it due to her upbringing.

Lin Yuan helplessly put down the knife and fork.

"Dr. Su,"

"If one day, you encounter trouble that even a scalpel cannot solve..."

"Or... the end of the world."

"You can call me."

After saying this, he beckoned the waiter.

"Check, please."

[Ding! Target Su Muxue (Beauty 90), Favorability -2%, Current Favorability 0%!]

Walking out of the restaurant, Lin Yuan fished a lighter out of his pocket.

Before his rebirth, he had long been "forced" to quit smoking.

Cigarettes were a luxury item.

In the early days of the apocalypse, two people would even fight over a cigarette butt dropped on the ground.

His thumb pushed open the lighter lid.

"Click."

The metal shell made a muffled sound in his hand.

The entire lighter split in the middle, sharp fragments piercing the skin of his palm, and the smell of lighter fluid spread through his fingers.

This was the reason why Lin Yuan left after only taking two bites.

The original plan was to interact more with Su Muxue today to see if there was a chance to gain more favorability.

But he underestimated the strength boost brought by Su Xiaonuan's 50% attribute bonus.

His Constitution skyrocketed from 12 to 16; a 50% increase meant his strength had far exceeded that of an ordinary person.

But the problem was that his neural reaction speed and fine control over his strength were still at his original level.

It was like a three-year-old child wielding a heavy hammer.

The more targets he conquered in the future, and the more terrifying the attribute stacking became, the more serious this problem would be.

He couldn't even achieve fine control over the knife while cutting steak today.

He needed a coach.

A top-tier coach who could let him master this power at the fastest speed and convert every ounce of strength into lethal killing power!

A figure emerged in his mind.

Neat short red hair, a tight sportswear outfit soaked in sweat, and that violent figure tearing apart mutant beasts with bare hands amidst the Zombie Horde!

In his past life, she was one of the three S-rank Espers in Jiangcheng.

As famous as the Ice Empress.

Reverently called the "Valkyrie" by the survivors.

Qin Yumo!

Lin Yuan remembered very clearly that before the apocalypse broke out, this future Valkyrie was just a gold-medal female coach at the "Aoligei" fitness chain.

A gold digger who, in order to squeeze into high society, made money frantically and even went to the extent of taking on huge online loans to package herself...