“Yanyan, food is running low. Share your compressed biscuits with everyone, okay?”

“Yanyan, Xiaorou got bitten by a zombie. Let her have your vaccine first.”

“Yanyan, the old, weak, sick, and disabled go first—we’ll cover the rear…”

Under Chen Muzhou’s tireless saintly behavior, Xia Yan really did die. Right before she died, the man hugged her tightly and said that if there was a next life, he’d protect her from all harm.

Screw your grandma’s leg!

Saintly b*****d, go die!

After Xia Yan was reborn, she drove overnight to Chicheng Prison and bailed out Lin Xiaoye, the man who once went on a killing spree for her, mu*dering dozens.

Lin Xiaoye was completely unhinged and dangerous—and he was also the one who took her v*rginity.

But it’s the apocalypse. If you’re not clinging to a madman’s thigh, are you planning to wait around and die with some sanctimonious fool?

【Outside, it’s all starving refugees】

“Yanyan, the place is swarming with zombies. Come into my arms, open your mouth—here, have some candy.”

【The medical kit is full of vaccines. Stepsister Xiaorou is kneeling at her feet, begging】

“Yanyan, she’s infected. Come here, don’t look. I’ll wipe your feet for you.”

【Zombies attack. Everyone at the base flees, but Lin Xiaoye won’t let her go】

“Yanyan, it’s fine. They’re all my pets… Hm? You’re shaking—do you not like how I look?”

On the surface, Xia Yan: “Stay away from me!”

Inside, she’s screaming: The white-haired, red-eyed Corpse King Lin Xiaoye—ahhh, how can someone this hot even exist?!