What He Did

The moon was bright, the stars were few, and magpies flew south.

It was the third watch of the night, yet Ren Anhua was rarely not sleeping. Taking advantage of the clear moonlit night, she was wandering aimlessly along the walls of the Mutual Aid Society.

The slaughter in the zombie horde that day hadn’t brought her any convenience, and she still couldn’t get any information from Chen Shu’s mouth. Or rather, because of Ren Anhua’s actions, Chen Shu was even more worried about her safety.

The one who drowns is always the one who can swim. In Chen Shu’s eyes, Ren Anhua had gone from a petite and delicate loli to a loli who had some skills. With the means to seek death, she would always be thinking of seeking it.

In Chen Shu’s mind, this kind of skill, when placed on a pretty, cute girl like Ren Anhua who had no “self-awareness,” was an invitation to disaster. Especially when she was always thinking about messing with that “extremely dangerous Survivor Camp.”

Whenever this pink hair asked Chen Shu about the location of the camp, he felt like he had encountered an ignorant child asking him for a cigarette. If he really followed her wishes, then he would have committed an unforgivable sin.

Ren Anhua found Chen Shu’s unreasonable protectiveness completely incomprehensible. Or rather, Chen Shu himself was made up of all sorts of incomprehensible things. As the leader, he worked his ass off every day to support his subordinates, he would think about saving others when he saw them surrounded, and now he was so concerned about the life and death of an outsider he had only known for two days.

Ren Anhua couldn’t understand any of Chen Shu’s actions. She felt that this person could simply be used as a saint for religious propaganda.

But what if she couldn’t understand? She couldn’t pry open Chen Shu’s mouth.

Even so, Ren Anhua still stayed in the Mutual Aid Society. On the one hand, she needed to delve deeper into her new ability. And on the other hand, she was looking for a map, a map that recorded the specific location of the camp.

She had obtained this information from Tang Yunxuan.

Tang Yunxuan had initially only said that Chen Shu knew the specific location of the camp, but he hadn’t said why. After Ren Anhua asked Chen Shu without success, she went back to Tang Yunxuan to ask about it again.

The matter started with the old director’s death, and Ren Anhua only found out then that Chen Shu hadn’t been a saint from the beginning. There were two people he couldn’t let go of the most in his heart: one was his daughter, Chen Yi, and the other was the old director.

Chen Shu’s wife had left Chen Yi behind and passed away, causing Chen Shu to fall into a long period of depression. The person who had saved him from the pain of losing his wife was the old director. The old director of Lifeng Children’s Palace was a kind old man who used the world’s rare kindness and precious patience to smooth Chen Shu’s pain. After that, Chen Shu treated him as if he were a blood relative.

However, this respectable old man died at the hands of the camp’s massacre.

So Chen Shu became the new “old director,” as kind, as amiable, and as much in the leading position of the Mutual Aid Society as the original old director. However, things weren’t as simple as they appeared on the surface. Tang Yunxuan had discovered by chance that he was recording the camp’s location in detail. He guessed that Chen Shu was probably also planning revenge in his heart.

But reality was always cruel. The limitations of his strength made him unable to truly achieve his wish. Until today, Tang Yunxuan hadn’t seen him say that he was going to launch an attack on the camp. But his efforts were never in vain. Chen Shu had kept the camp’s information. And what Ren Anhua needed was precisely this information.

Every night, Ren Anhua would come out for a stroll like this. On the one hand, she was planning to come out and find Chen Shu’s camp information. According to Tang Yunxuan, that information should be kept in some office in the Children’s Palace. And on the other hand, she was thinking of working off her food. She had hardly eaten anything these past two days, but the feeling of being stuffed behind hadn’t subsided much, making her feel a bit uncomfortable.

Stepping on the Mutual Aid Society’s special wooden boards, Ren Anhua walked onto a wall again.

Her soft silk feet weren’t wearing anything. She should have been wearing the dancing shoes that Liu Shi had given her, but after she had hacked down a large group of zombies that day, those dancing shoes were covered in all sorts of disgusting minced meat and were completely unwearable.

It was then that Ren Anhua realized that these dancing shoes, which had no self-cleaning function and weren’t much different from socks, were better off not worn. If she had stepped directly on her stockings, she wouldn’t have had so much disgusting flesh and blood on her feet.

In short, she had seen through it. Anyway, there wasn’t much difference in directly wearing these stockings, so she threw away the blood-stained and fleshy dancing shoes, and she hadn’t asked Liu Shi for them again since then.

It was just that these stockings were still in their transformed state. After taking off her shoes, they hadn’t changed back. There were still two bows hanging on her ankles, and the patterns of the ribbons were still wrapped around her slender legs.

Of course, Ren Anhua didn’t have any objections to this. She herself thought it was quite beautiful. At most, there were always a lot of people looking at her legs when she went out, making her a little embarrassed. But recently, this disadvantage was gone, because she had basically never been to a crowded place like the Children’s Palace canteen again.

Even if she went, it would be at night when there were few people, like now.

The moonlight shone down, and her shadow fell on the ground. The two bows on her slender ankles swayed back and forth, and the shadow imprinted on the ground also swayed back and forth. But this lively figure suddenly stopped. Ren Anhua stood in place. She felt that she had walked into a scene that had given her a deep impression.

Looking up, a curtain painted with blue sky and white clouds blocked her view from the open window.

It was the unrestrained house that she had accidentally entered when she got lost that day, but there was no longer that sound of slapping.

Perhaps the impression that day was too deep, or perhaps the measurement that time made her too uneasy. Ren Anhua inexplicably activated anti-gravity and snuck up to that window again, opening the curtains.

The faint moonlight sprinkled into the house, and Ren Anhua quietly peeked at the scene inside.

The furnishings were not much different from last time, but this time she didn’t see the figure working hard in the bed. That was only natural, she was sure that there was no sound before she sneaked up.

However, she didn’t see the figure plowing, but the soil seemed to be still left on the bed. Ren Anhua looked closely, and it seemed that there was indeed a person lying on the bed. As she recalled, it didn’t seem to be much different from the figure that day.

“What’s going on, have they been lying there for three days?” The farmer wasn’t there, but the soil was still left, even maintaining the posture of cultivation, which made Ren Anhua a little curious.

Perhaps the figure above was too quiet, giving this pink hair some unnecessary confidence. She even ran up to take a closer look.

However… grayish skin, half-missing hair, and that signature stench of decay.

Ren Anhua couldn’t believe her eyes. Lying on top was clearly a female zombie!

“What the hell has he been doing!”

Ren Anhua felt like she had seen something very extraordinary.