Chapter 15: The Campus Belle Endured and Endured, but Eventually Lost Her Patience

Qin Feng stretched in the system space and lifted his head slightly. The soft single bed and the comfortable, temperature-controlled air had allowed him to sleep through the night without a single dream. A soft, gentle voice echoed in his ear.

"Mr. Qin Feng, it's time to wake up and start a wonderful day."

Qin Feng opened his eyes to see a pair of long, slender legs encased in smooth black silk stockings, their lines taut and graceful. As his gaze traveled upward, the AI flight attendant, Xiao Qing, was leaning over slightly, wearing a perfect, programmed smile. She was dressed in a dark blue flight attendant uniform that accentuated every curve of her flawless physique. A colorful scarf was wrapped around her snow-white neck, and the collar of her white shirt was meticulously buttoned. Below her delicate collarbones lay two patches of snowy skin...

"Mr. Qin Feng, your current point balance is zero. If you wish to unlock the buffet, you need to get up and earn some points. So, please, no more sleeping in."

Qin Feng sat up, his gaze sweeping over Xiao Qing’s exquisite face before he gave her thigh a firm squeeze. After all, she was just a tool provided by the system for company; in his own space, he could touch what he pleased.

"Xiao Qing. Tell me, if I have no points, how am I supposed to redeem food? And without food, how am I supposed to lure Lin Yuwei over?"

A stream of data flashed through the AI’s electronic eyes, and she instantly provided the optimal solution.

"I suggest you use other things in the space to entice her. For example, the absolute silence of this space. The pristine, dust-free air. Or the widescreen television that never runs out of power."

A smile touched the corners of Qin Feng's mouth. "Haha, good idea. If there are no conditions, I'll just have to create them!"

He climbed out of bed, his bare feet touching the floor, which felt as clean as new. He sank into the newly added double sofa, which was so soft it felt as if it would swallow him whole.

"Xiao Qing, turn on the TV. Switch to the travel channel and find a documentary on island scenery. Maldives, Sanya, Bahamas—the more luxurious, the better."

The AI flight attendant immediately executed the command. On the wall, a massive screen lit up, its clarity far exceeding any device in the real world. Azure skies, crystal-clear seawater, and white sandy beaches filled the display. As the camera zoomed in, a blonde foreign couple was seen floating in a private pool, a massive floating tray before them. The tray was piled high with mouth-watering delicacies: vibrant red lobsters, plump oysters, golden toasted bread, and colorful tropical fruits.

Qin Feng adjusted his position to sink comfortably into the sofa, picked up his phone, and snapped a photo of himself with the TV screen in the background. He didn't look at the lens; his profile looked cold and relaxed, as if all of this were merely an everyday occurrence for him.

Click, send. Target: Lin Yuwei.

...

Meanwhile, in the female dormitory.

Lin Yuwei was jolted awake by the urge to use the restroom. She climbed down from her bed, yawning and feeling remarkably refreshed. The food she had eaten the day before was still providing her with ample energy, giving her a sense of security after a meal—a rare luxury in this apocalyptic world. This feeling of superiority made everything around her seem a bit more tolerable. She didn't even notice that the bed across from hers, belonging to Cao Hong, had been empty all night.

She hopped off the bed and headed toward the restroom, running straight into Geng Xuan, who was just coming out. Geng Xuan’s complexion was sallow, her lips were chapped, and her eyes were deeply sunken. She looked as if her very spirit had been drained, her gait unsteady. Seeing Lin Yuwei, she flinched instinctively, as if she had seen a ghost.

Lin Yuwei raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong? You look like I'm about to eat you."

Geng Xuan’s lips trembled, her voice no louder than a mosquito’s buzz. "Yuwei, do you... do you actually know? Qin Feng... Qin Feng opened fire... he killed Cao Hong!"

The smile on Lin Yuwei’s face froze. "???"

In her mind, the message Wu Changle had sent last night finally became clear.

[Don't provoke Qin Feng, he has a gun.]
[Qin Feng just shot and killed Zheng Hao, Cheng Pengfei, and Lu Zeyan.]
[You must not leave the dorm, it's too dangerous. If Qin Feng knocks, don't open the door!]

It hadn't been a dream. Lin Yuwei immediately pulled out her phone to confirm the message from the previous night, then snapped her head toward Geng Xuan, her eyes sharp.

"Geng Xuan? Really? Qin Feng has a gun?" Lin Yuwei asked, her eyes wide.

Geng Xuan felt a chill under her gaze, but she nodded vigorously. Recalling the scene from last night, her body began to shake again. "I saw it with my own eyes! Right at the door of our dorm! Qin Feng used a black handgun and fired three shots—bang! bang! bang!" She mimicked the sound of the gunshots, her voice cracking with fear. "You didn't hear it?"

Lin Yuwei shook her head blankly. Last night, everyone had gone mad rushing out to scavenge for supplies, but she had stayed tucked away in her bed, wearing headphones and watching a movie on her laptop. The screams and chaos outside had been perfectly masked by the film's soundtrack.

Just then, Pan Yu, who slept in the bunk above, poked her head out, her voice filled with the terror of having survived a nightmare. "Yuwei, do you know? There was a fight on the roof last night, too. Dozens of girls were fighting over a bit of food, and seven or eight of them were pushed right off! Three people died in Tang Tang’s dorm alone!"

Lin Yuwei gasped. "What? No way? Those three big sisters in Tang Tang’s dorm were pushed off? Are they dead?"

Geng Xuan nodded forcefully and added, "Either they fell to their deaths or were bitten by zombies. Cao Hong went to the roof to grab things, and when she came back, she somehow provoked Qin Feng. Qin Feng shot her and pushed her out the hallway window. Down below... it's all zombies. Our classmates have become food for the zombies, and, of course, the zombies are our classmates too..."

The entire dormitory fell into a deathly silence. Pan Yu and Geng Xuan’s faces were etched with fear; they were grateful for their own cowardice in not participating in the bloody scramble.

However, Lin Yuwei’s eyes slowly widened. There was no fear in her heart. Instead, there was an indescribable... excitement. Her psychological makeup was completely different from the other girls.

So, Qin Feng was that powerful? He wasn't just a repressed, nerdy junior who only knew how to carry her luggage in silence? Lin Yuwei had always considered Qin Feng to be her number one "lickspittle." Always on call, always responsive. Now, her "lickspittle" actually had a gun and dared to kill. Didn't that mean Qin Feng was a formidable existence? If... if she could use this to her advantage and have Qin Feng protect her, wouldn't she be able to walk through this apocalyptic world unimpeded?

*Wahahaha.*

As Lin Yuwei thought this, she cared more about Qin Feng's power than the safety of her boyfriend, Wu Changle. To be honest, the zombie crisis had been going on for three days. Other than sending a bunch of useless nonsense and a few hollow messages of concern via text, what had Wu Changle actually done for her? He hadn't given her food. He hadn't provided her with protection. Nothing at all.

In contrast, Qin Feng was the one who could truly provide value; he had given her plenty of food over the past two days. A brilliant plan began to take shape in Lin Yuwei’s heart. *Borrowing the tiger's might.* Yes, that was it. Make the girls in the dorm fear her and do her bidding... yes, that idea was perfect. Even the girls in other dorms would have to fear her! Especially that Tang Tang, who wouldn't even open her door!

Just as Lin Yuwei was immersed in her wonderful plan, her phone chimed. It was a photo from Qin Feng.

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Lin Yuwei opened the photo. In it, Qin Feng was lounging in the large sofa, looking lazy while watching TV. On the massive screen, a travel documentary about the Maldives was playing. Azure seas, blue skies, and sunny beaches. A huge dining tray floating in a private pool caught Lin Yuwei’s full attention. Sizzling, oily seafood, tropical fruits cut open to reveal vibrant red flesh, and a steaming cup of coffee on the side.

It was nearly eleven in the morning. Even though Lin Yuwei wasn't hungry, her eyes were. She licked her lips and swallowed involuntarily. Usually, to lose weight, she would often starve herself; skipping dinner made her feel quite proud and accomplished. But now, with the apocalypse upon her, Lin Yuwei realized she didn't want to skip a single meal. Every bite was incredibly sweet. Every morsel was a source of security.

However, she remembered perfectly what Qin Feng had said yesterday: next time she went to see him, she had to be prepared to... sacrifice. The idea of sacrificing her chastity and giving herself to Qin Feng was something she hadn't fully considered yet. Her plan was to comfortably eat Qin Feng's food and enjoy his protection during the apocalypse. Once the crisis passed and social order was restored, she would still marry Wu Changle. After all, Wu Changle had a wealthy background, and his parents were civil servants in a provincial capital—marrying him meant becoming a ready-made wealthy wife.

As for Qin Feng, he was just an orphan with no power or connections. She wanted Qin Feng's value in the apocalypse, but she also wanted the stability Wu Changle could provide in peaceful times. Yes, the classic "having your cake and eating it too."

Lin Yuwei looked at the photo on her phone, caught in a violent internal struggle. Desire was like a little hand clawing at her heart, while reason acted like a shackle, leaving her indecisive.

Lin Yuwei thought to herself, "Sigh, fine, I'll endure it... I've been a virgin for twenty years; what's one meal skipped? I can just trick my stomach with tap water."

With that, she went to the balcony faucet, filled a kettle, boiled it, and made a cup of black tea...

And so, Lin Yuwei starved herself through the morning and the afternoon. Around three or four o'clock, Qin Feng sent another photo. Lin Yuwei opened it to find Qin Feng watching TV again. On the screen, *A Bite of China* was playing: roast suckling pig, Peking duck, Nanjing salted duck, lion's head meatballs, red-braised pork, fish-flavored shredded pork...