88: She is the best executor of the "many children, many blessings" mission.

"Aunt Qing, just let me go. I promise, just ten minutes, then I'll come back and lie down immediately."

His tone carried a hint of acting like a spoiled child.

Han Qing's face turned red, and she tried to pull her hand back, but Qin Lin held it very tightly.

"You... let go."

Her voice was a bit panicked.

"I'll let go if you agree."

Qin Lin pushed his luck.

The two were in a standoff for a few seconds.

Finally, Han Qing sighed.

"Ten minutes, not a second more."

"Deal!"

Qin Lin smiled and let go of her hand.

Han Qing turned to get her coat, and Qin Lin made a victory sign behind her back.

Su Yuran watched from the doorway and couldn't help but smile.

She gently closed the door without entering.

It seemed she didn't need to worry too much.

Aunt Qing had already fallen for it herself.

It was just that she hadn't realized it yet, or rather, was unwilling to admit it.

That night, Su Yuran wrote in her Electronic Diary:

【Date: Day 41 of the apocalypse】

【Location: Near Azure Dragon Mountain (Coordinates confidential)】

【RV Status: Lv4, Infinite Energy, Fully Functional】

【Personnel Status:

Qin Lin: Undergoing Recovery, relationship with Aunt Qing is clearly heating up.

Me: Pregnant, everything is normal.

Wanwan: Gentle as usual, the second female passenger besides me to know about the mission, has agreed to participate in the "Schedule."

Aunt Qing: Saying one thing but meaning another, she has actually fallen for Qin Lin, or perhaps she just wants to experience the pleasures of men and women, and has already put herself on the "Schedule."

Yu Rou: Innocent and lively, has a girlish admiration for Qin Lin.】

【Next Step Plan:

Continue to observe the progress between Qin Lin and Aunt Qing, and give them a push at the right time.

Increase the time Wanwan spends alone with Qin Lin to help her successfully conceive.

Think about how to expand the passenger team; this requires the right time, place, and people.

(Need new female passengers with a comprehensive score of ≥90)】

【Remarks: Qin Lin's safety is the top priority. Any method that can reduce his need to venture out is worth trying.

Although the Many Children, Many Blessings mission is a bit... awkward, it is indeed the safest way to upgrade at present.

For him, I am willing to do anything; I am willing to assist him in completing this permanent mission.】

After finishing her diary, Su Yuran lay on the bed and touched her still-flat belly.

"Baby, Mommy is helping Daddy become stronger."

"That way, Daddy can protect us and everyone else."

Outside the window, the Eternal Night continued.

But inside the RV, a plan was quietly unfolding.

And Qin Lin was completely unaware of it.

At this moment, he was in the Medical Room, enjoying his special care.

"Aunt Qing, my shoulders are a bit sore."

He lay on the hospital bed, looking pitiful.

Han Qing was reading a medical book, not even looking up.

"Massage them yourself."

"I'm an injured person, I have no strength."

"...You're so much trouble."

Han Qing put down the book, walked to the bedside, and sat on the edge of the bed.

She placed her hands on Qin Lin's shoulders and began to massage them.

Her hands were strong, and she pressed the Acupoints accurately.

Qin Lin let out a comfortable sigh.

"Aunt Qing, your technique is really good."

"I used to give patients rehabilitation massages at the hospital often."

Han Qing's voice was a bit unnatural.

"Then how about you massage me every day from now on?"

"In your dreams."

Although she said that, her hands didn't stop.

Qin Lin closed his eyes, enjoying this moment of tenderness.

He didn't know about Su Yuran's plan, nor did he know what would happen next.

But he knew that this moment was wonderful.

There was a safe RV, people who cared about him, and hope for the future.

That was enough.

As for everything else, let nature take its course.

After all, in the apocalypse, being able to live and feel warmth is already a great fortune... Time seemed to lose its meaning inside the RV.

The Eternal Night had no sunrise or sunset, only the day-night cycle simulated by the System.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the lights dimmed, and the carriage entered night mode.

In the Medical Room, Qin Lin was lying in bed reading an e-book.

In reality, he hadn't processed a single word.

His gaze drifted toward the other side of the room from time to time.

Han Qing was organizing today's medical records.

"Aunt Qing."

Qin Lin put down the Reader.

"Hmm?"

Han Qing didn't even look up.

"I want to take a shower."

Han Qing's hand paused for a moment before she continued writing.

"The Public Bathroom is at the end of the hallway; you know where it is."

"I know." Qin Lin sat up.

"But I'm an injured person now, and I'm unsteady on my feet. What if I fall in the bathroom?"

"You could walk to the Drivers Cabin by yourself during the day."

Han Qing glanced at him.

"Ten minutes, not a minute more, not a minute less."

"That was during the day; it got worse again tonight."

Qin Lin lied without blinking or his heart racing.

"My shoulders are sore, my legs are weak, and I'm dizzy. Aunt Qing, do you think I've been left with some aftereffects?"

Han Qing put down her pen and looked at him with her arms crossed.

"Qin Lin, your frostbite healed long ago, and the hypothermia symptoms disappeared two days ago."

"You're healthy now, able to run and jump. Don't play games with me."

He had been exposed.

But Qin Lin didn't panic at all.

"Aunt Qing, how can you say that? I'm truly uncomfortable."

"And... I haven't had a proper shower in several days; I'm starting to smell."

This was actually the truth.

Although the RV had simple cleaning facilities, Qin Lin indeed hadn't had a proper shower in three days.

It wasn't that he couldn't wash; he deliberately didn't.

He was just waiting to use this excuse.

Han Qing fell silent.

She looked at Qin Lin with a complex gaze.

This young man was becoming increasingly bold.

Increasingly... shameless.

But strangely, she didn't hate it.

"The Public Bathroom has anti-slip mats, and the handrails are very sturdy. Wash slowly, and you won't fall."

"I don't want to go to the Public Bathroom."

Qin Lin pushed his luck further.

"I want to go back to my own room to wash."

Han Qing's brow furrowed.

Master Bedroom.

Room 000.

That place had a special meaning for her.

Or rather, a special awkwardness.

Every time she passed that door, she would remember what happened that night:

Alcohol, darkness, and messy touches.

And the hurried escape the next morning.

"Go to your room yourself; you don't need to tell me."

She turned around and continued organizing the records, but her fingers trembled slightly.

Qin Lin got out of bed and walked to her side.

"Aunt Qing." His voice was very close.

"You take me there."

Han Qing's body froze.

"I... why should I take you?"

Her voice was somewhat dry.

"Because I'm an injured person." Qin Lin spoke with full confidence.

"Injured people need care. Besides, what if I faint in the bathroom? If you're outside, you can save me in time."

This reason was very flimsy, but Qin Lin said it with a straight face.

Han Qing turned around and looked at him.

They were very close; she could see the light flickering in his eyes.

That was mischief, anticipation, and a certain emotion she didn't dare to look too deeply into.

"Qin Lin, don't go too far."

"Where am I being excessive?" Qin Lin blinked.

"I'm just asking Aunt Qing to accompany me to my room and keep an eye on me. Is that too much?"

He put on an innocent face.

Han Qing bit her lip, her heart struggling.

Reason told her she should refuse, maintain her distance, and uphold her professional medical ethics and her dignity as an elder.

But her emotions... her emotions were wavering.

These past few days, she had been almost inseparable from Qin Lin.

Watching him recover, listening to him speak, feeling his presence.

That subtle feeling was growing stronger and stronger, wrapping around her heart like vines.

Besides, what he said made sense.

What if he really fell... "Just this once."