Chapter 48 I'm Crazy and Make You My Kind

Bitter Day Short Base, Central Tower.

This strange building stood quietly at the center of the base, like a lightning rod standing out from the crowd, far beyond the other floors of Ku Ri Dan.

It was a product that Gao Fengyuan had the system meticulously replicate, one-to-one, based on the appearance of the military building in his memory. When he first joined the army, Alpha once complained that it was "Rapunzel's prison." Now that it was rebuilt in this alien world, it could be considered as a memory for himself.

Since the construction of this doomsday tower, only two people have lived in it so far.

Arriving at the door of the rooftop room, Gao Fengyuan gently patted Minghuan's knee, then quickly put him down before he could protest. Alpha smiled and said, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Go take a shower and change clothes."

After his feet touched the ground, Minghuan could still feel Gao Fengyuan's unusually hot body temperature lingering on his skin, coupled with the faint sweet and fishy smell in the air... This made him a little worried.

Minghuan hesitated for a moment and was about to ask, but Gao Fengyuan interrupted him as if he knew what he was thinking.

The man narrowed his peach-shaped eyes, leaning lazily against the wall with a carefree look. He said jokingly, "What's wrong, my little ancestor? Do you want me to help you wash? Come on, come on—"

"No!"

Hearing this, Minghuan's face turned red all of a sudden. The boy glared at him angrily and then quickly closed the door.

Seeing this scene, Gao Fengyuan couldn't help but burst out laughing. However, the next moment, he suddenly felt a surge of burning desire rushing through his body like a surging tide.

Gao Fengyuan's face suddenly changed. He staggered into another room and quickly locked himself in the room.

At the same time, Alpha sat cross-legged, trying to regulate his breathing. The restraint ring on his neck kept tightening, but the strong smell of blood still spread slowly in the air unstoppably.

[Host, your recent condition seems a little off...]

Seeing Gao Fengyuan's weak appearance with his eyes closed and cold sweat dripping down his face, the system couldn't help but pop up. "He" asked with a hint of concern: "Your symptoms are very similar to—"

"It's okay, I'm just having a blast." Gao Fengyuan scolded himself without hesitation.

His voice became hoarse and low, as if it had been honed by rough sandpaper. Alpha pressed his forehead against the cold wall, trying to clear his troubled thoughts a little.

Not long after, he slowly exhaled, and then said self-deprecatingly: "Isn't it just that the special period of the year is coming soon? I've long been used to it..."

As an Alpha, Gao Fengyuan's susceptible period was undoubtedly the most thorny and frustrating challenge during apocalyptic survival missions. The current severe reactions were merely a precursor. In this world, there were no such things as inhibitors; he could only rely on his willpower to persevere.

He had been in a dizzy and restless state since this morning. He had been soaking in the lake with his upper body naked just to use external force to wake himself up.

As luck would have it, Minghuan was daydreaming by the lake at that time, and Alpha noticed him the first time.

Gao Fengyuan, sunk to the bottom of the lake, gazed at the hazy figure resembling the "Narcissus Boy," and inexplicably felt a strong desire to hunt. But strangely, his nerves, once as tense as a bowstring, unexpectedly calmed, and he found a moment of peace amidst this restlessness.

The moment he heard his own name, Alpha didn't know what was wrong with him. He reached out his hand, grabbed Minghuan's ankle and pulled him into the lake.

"Fuck, I'm not going crazy..."

Thinking of the scene at that time, Gao Fengyuan's canine teeth actually felt a little itchy. He could only lean against the cold wall and mutter to himself: "Calm down, Comrade Gao Fengyuan, we can't use the susceptible period as an excuse to act like hooligans..."

In the bathroom, Minghuan quickly washed up and changed into dry clothes. As he put on his calf socks, he subconsciously touched the teeth marks at the base of his thigh. Gao Fengyuan had bitten so lightly that the marks had almost completely faded, leaving only the indentations left by two sharp canine teeth.

Is this person born in the Year of the Dog? Biting me again… Ming Huan frowned slightly in annoyance. He remembered the smell of blood on Gao Fengyuan's body and couldn't help but think to himself: Although I can smell it occasionally, it didn't seem so obvious before…

Red eyes, smell of blood, and loves to bite people, could this person really be an alien vampire?

He thought a lot, and finally burst out laughing. As if finally making up his mind, Minghuan slowly raised his head and clenched his fists. He whispered to the wall, "Gao Fengyuan, no matter who you are, I have the ability to turn you into one of my own..."

…

The "Bitter Days" base is much more lively at night than during the day. Electricity is available in every street and alley here, and thousands of lights are once again lit in this doomsday world, as if people are seeing the scenes of the past peacetime.

Nowadays, not only humans are active on the streets of the base, but scattered zombies can also be seen. However, this group of monsters turns a blind eye to the humans around them and has no desire to attack at all.

Although zombies were quickly dispatched by on-duty personnel through a routine of "locking, capturing, and disinfecting," a few would occasionally escape their timely disposal. Ordinary residents on the street would simply avoid them, and the psychics showed no interest in dealing with them, leaving it entirely to the guards.

Looking at the zombies staggering past him, the man with the buzz cut retracted his supernatural powers. He bravely waved his hand in front of the zombie's face, but as expected, there was no response.

The crew cut thought for a moment: Is this the absolute safety that "the short days" can guarantee?

Just then, he saw Luo Hong strolling along the street with a baby carriage. Finally meeting an acquaintance, the self-familiar man with a crew cut couldn't help but approach and say, "Sister Hong, why are you out walking your baby alone so late at night? Ah!"

When he got closer, the guy with the crew cut couldn't help but scream. He saw that the person in the stroller was not a child at all, but a complete zombie!

Her grayish-blue skin was covered in a layer of frost, and she looked clean and tidy, with almost no signs of decay. She had clearly been meticulously cared for. If you ignored her crimson eyes, she would have looked just like an ordinary child.

Seeing the strange reaction of the crew cut man who was hesitant to speak, Luo Hong was already used to it. She just said indifferently: "This is my daughter. The base has approved her to move in. Please speak softly, don't scare her."

"Oh, okay..." Upon hearing this, the man with a crew cut nodded with a pale face. He glanced at the strange-looking zombies and calm-looking humans around him, and felt that the world was becoming more and more magical realism.

This morning, after Bao Yaoling and Luo Hong were notified of sanctions by the system, a group of law enforcement officers suddenly appeared to register and punish them. These two A-level psychics actually obeyed them obediently, which really surprised the crew cutter.

Isn't Bao Yaoling the leader of another base? How did she become a resident of "Suffering from Short Days"? She came here looking for trouble for no reason!

Later, Cuntou learned that the entire Q City security base had been successfully merged within half a month. The "Ku Ri Xiao" sphere of influence continued to expand to the surrounding areas. Many surrounding forces even took the initiative to merge, and countless others came to join on their own...

Aside from the high-tech AI, the operating logic of "Short Days" is also quite bizarre in the apocalypse. As an absolute safety zone established by a superpowered individual, it surprisingly accepts a large number of ordinary people, even public officials, and is said to have gained official trust...

Logically speaking, this place is a hodgepodge of forces, and people's hearts must be unsettled and there must be constant friction, but somehow everyone can coexist harmoniously...

Thinking of this, the man with the crew cut couldn't help but scratch his chin: It seems that the two lords who are keen on performance art must not be ordinary people.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the square, and the buzz-cut man's curiosity was piqued. He couldn't help but squeeze to the front, grabbed a passerby, and cheekily asked, "Hey, brothers and sisters, what's going on up there? Why is it so noisy?"

"Oh, nothing," the passerby smiled, "it's just that the lord is going to do some ideological work again."

Ideological work? The crew cut was a bit confused. The next second, a deep voice came from the radio and quickly reached everyone's ears:

[Hello, hello, can you hear me?]

Well, let me introduce myself. My name is Gao Fengyuan.

It doesn’t matter what the words are, just remember that this represents the savior of mankind—]

"This guy... has he always been so arrogant..."

After just a few words, the man with the buzz cut couldn't help but twitch his lips. However, the moment this voice appeared, all the residents of "Suffering from Short Days" fell silent as if they had been paused. They raised their heads and listened to the "oracle" with a look of piety.

Looking at the group of people's uniform movements and the excited and almost fanatical expressions on their faces, the guy with the crew cut felt goosebumps all over his body. He couldn't help but scream in his heart - damn, why do you all have such expressions? Now this place looks more like a cult scene!

"Brother, there's really no need to be so vigilant."

A passerby seemed to be able to read his mind. He patted the man's shoulder with a smile and said frankly, "If you knew that the air conditioning, WiFi, and ice watermelon that 'Ku Zhou Xiao' enjoys every day are benefits set by the lord, you would think everything he says is right."

"How could that be—" Upon hearing this, the man with the short haircut suddenly changed into a look of uprightness and determination. He said righteously, "I just can't wait to contribute to the construction of the base!"

Please, even if it's not the end of the world, this kind of treatment is just like that provided by reborn parents!

However... the crew cut couldn't help but grit his teeth as he listened to the lord's increasingly incoherent words: This "big daddy" really deserves a beating for what he said...

On the other side, Gao Fengyuan, completely unaware, continued blabbering with his eyes closed: [In short, everyone below me is equal. You should admire me, follow me, love—uh, let's not talk about that for now…]

Listening to the constantly changing mission announcements of admirers and followers +1-1, the system was nearly experiencing a nervous breakdown. He trembled and said, "Brother, I beg you to stop..."

Shut up your lousy mouth, and maybe the mission would have been completed long ago...