It was indeed strange, and Luo Xiaole was also a bit puzzled.
Li Wen had followed them from the convenience store, but apart from that one time he took the initiative to offer food, he hadn't made any other moves.
He hadn't tried to get close to Li Xiaotian again in the past two days.
How could he be gone in the blink of an eye?
...
Meanwhile, in the office occupied by Li Xiaotian.
The door had been locked from the inside.
Li Wen was now lying on a lounge chair inside.
He watched Li Xiaotian, who was lying on the sofa across from him.
"I say, little brother, you're running this place quite well," he said with a hint of pride, a stark contrast to his cowardly demeanor at the convenience store.
"I told you, don't go looking for supplies at that damned convenience store." Li Xiaotian looked at Li Wen with a resentful gaze.
"From the start, I felt that place wasn't safe. Look at you, after going in circles, you still had to come back!"
"I'm telling you, little brother, this trip wasn't in vain.
Among this group of people, there's someone who can enchant weapons. They're known as the Weapon Master!
I've seen it before. The wooden doors he made can even block zombies!" Li Wen's eyes held a hint of longing.
"What!" Li Xiaotian found it hard to believe.
"How is that possible! Are you mistaken?" He still found it hard to accept.
"Let me ask you, a few days ago, a horde of zombies attacked, why was there no trouble afterward?" Li Wen was being a bit mysterious.
Li Xiaotian tilted his head, recalling, "You mean, the one who makes weapons also did something to our door?
Who among that group is the one who makes weapons?"
Li Wen narrowed his eyes, "That person doesn't seem to have revealed his identity even to his teammates." He seemed to recall something else.
"Do you remember, ever since that pretty boy Mo Chen stood up and then sat back down, the zombies outside went silent?"
Li Xiaotian slammed the table and stood up, "That must be that pretty boy! Looking at him, he always acts so arrogant, and he's quite skilled.
Among that group, he's the only one who seems to have some ability!"
"Then what about us?" Li Wen looked inquiringly at Li Xiaotian.
"We'll just make a move and kidnap him!" A fierce glint appeared in Li Xiaotian's eyes.
"I don't believe he can keep his eyes open while sleeping at night! We'll tie him up first, then hang him outside the door. With so many zombies, I'm not afraid he won't be afraid of death.
By then, won't he have to hand over his weapons obediently!"
Li Wen was also getting restless, "Let's go all out. If we can snatch his enchantment formula, brother, we'll be rich in the apocalypse! No one will dare to look down on us anymore!"
A sharp gleam appeared in both of their eyes.
"We'll act tonight."
...
Luo Xiaole and the others observed all day.
More and more zombies poured in from the school entrance.
But the problem was, as they approached, they seemed to be like navigation systems without a signal, wandering repeatedly around the sports field.
They neither moved forward nor left, as if trapped in a phantom wall.
Could there be something hidden beneath the sports field that was attracting them?
She couldn't figure it out.
The girls in the gymnasium were so captivated by Mo Chen that they were almost dazed.
Several of them secretly approached him when no one was paying attention.
"Mo Chen~" one of them called out nervously.
Then they tried to shove some of the food they had saved into Mo Chen's arms.
Under normal circumstances, any guy would say thank you and politely accept the food.
Or simply refuse it.
But Mo Chen glanced at their outstretched hands, as if facing a great enemy, and quickly said, "I have food."
Then he retreated with lightning speed.
It was as smooth as if he had stepped on a skateboard and pushed off.
The wind he kicked up instantly left the girls disheveled.
Then he disappeared from their sight.
"What's going on? Someone's ignoring me?" one of the girls, wearing a brand-name suit that was now dirty from the escape and a ponytail that hadn't been washed in a long time, looked incredulous.
She was the school beauty and had almost never failed in this regard.
"Very well, Mo Chen, you wait." She looked at Mo Chen's retreating back with confidence.
...
Soon, night fell.
Since the apocalypse began, everyone's sleep schedule had become surprisingly healthy.
There were no entertainment activities.
Most people would finalize the night watch list around 10 o'clock and then go to sleep.
Luo Xiaole leaned silently against the pillar in her corner.
She stared motionlessly at her crescent white ring.
This thing hadn't shown any activity for two consecutive days.
Unable to find an answer, she started to overthink.
If Qin Mingyang really had the ring, and he was in the building ahead.
Then were they also trying to activate the ring?
If he really managed to activate it, wouldn't he instantly see her location nearby?
Then he would come with a bazooka and snatch her ring!
Overthinking kept her awake.
She simply squinted her eyes and leaned against the pillar until two in the morning.
The basketball court was silent, except for the occasional crackling sound from a small bonfire in the center and the intermittent, faint snores.
But there was a sound of footsteps, stealthily approaching...
Luo Xiaole wasn't asleep yet, and she could clearly hear the footsteps.
The next second, a subtle female voice, sounding delicate and pitiful, came from Mo Chen's direction.
"Mo Chen, although it might be a bit presumptuous to say this, can you teach me some self-defense techniques?" The girl's voice was small and pathetic.
"I don't want to be just a girl hiding behind others. I admire your skills and wish you could teach me a few moves. This way, my survival rate will be higher when facing zombies."
Mo Chen didn't give her a chance to get close to him.
He dodged aside, avoiding the girl's hand reaching for his sleeve.
Why learn skills secretly at night?
As the girl approached, he detected a faint scent of perfume.
How many days into the apocalypse was it, and she still carried things to adorn herself?
Her intention was not to protect herself with combat skills.
Moreover, even if she were genuinely there to learn skills, Mo Chen was too lazy to teach her.
His martial arts and reflexes were the result of years of unremitting effort.
How could someone learn something just by talking?
He wouldn't teach, he was too lazy.
Luo Xiaole, who had been listening for a long time, was extremely curious.
She half-opened one eye in the darkness, secretly observing the situation over there.
She marveled inwardly, that even facing such a beautiful young lady, Mo Chen could be so cold. He really had self-control!
"Sorry, I don't teach my skills to others." Mo Chen's brief eight words made the girl freeze from head to toe.
"Please," the girl bit her lip and played her last trump card.
Her eyes flickered with desire, and she approached Mo Chen again.
Gently biting her lip, her eyes brimming with tears, she looked at Mo Chen expectantly, "I truly need to learn this."
There's no man I can't conquer!
She was confident that no one could resist her charm.
However, Mo Chen's eyes suddenly shot out a cold light, from their previously calm demeanor.
His deep eyes seemed to contain not pupils, but a thousand-year-old cold well, so icy it made one unable to breathe.
"I don't repeat myself."
"I don't like dealing with unintelligent people."
These two sentences pierced the girl's heart like sharp blades.
No one had ever insulted her like this!
She finally turned and left.
Filled with resentment and unwillingness.
At this moment, Li Xiaotian, hidden in the darkness, silently turned over.
He reluctantly put down the cleaver he was tightly gripping.
He cursed inwardly, that damned woman Zuo Ran, trying to find Mo Chen, had directly interrupted his plan to act tonight!
However, it was fortunate that she had gone over, as he now knew.
Mo Chen, this guy, was also so vigilant at night!
If he had crept over just now, he would have been discovered long ago!
Damn it.
He silently closed his eyes, temporarily suppressing his breathing.
If not today, then tomorrow!
He refused to believe that Mo Chen would always sleep with his eyes open.
"How long do you plan to watch the show?" Mo Chen suddenly spoke, directing his voice towards Luo Xiaole.
Luo Xiaole: "???" She had deliberately slowed her breathing to avoid being discovered while eavesdropping.
How did Mo Chen know she was still awake!
"I have excellent night vision," Mo Chen said, seeing the question in her expression.
This little matchstick, with one eye half-open staring in the dark.
Did she really think he was blind and couldn't see!
"Cough, cough, well, I didn't mean to eavesdrop or peek." Caught red-handed, Luo Xiaole felt a little ashamed.
This was their private matter; she shouldn't have pried!
"I won't eavesdrop next time, really! You can do whatever you want!" Luo Xiaole quickly tried to salvage the situation.
Next time? Still want a next time? Do whatever I want?
Mo Chen's anger flared, and his molars were about to grind to a halt!