Chapter 4 Second Plot

The hem of the dress was lifted up by the fingers.

A flat belly was exposed, and the gloomy sky was blurred by the rain on the car window, making the white color even more dazzling.

Yan Chuanbai's eyebrows jumped and he subconsciously turned his eyes away.

He rubbed his knuckles on the steering wheel and quickly turned it back. He smiled and said calmly:

"Okay, prove it yourself."

Qi He raised his eyelashes and looked at it carefully: System, does he mean that I should do it myself? Why do I feel that Yan Chuanbai is not a serious person...

The system is indifferent: [Is it serious when he takes over? ]

It didn't want to talk. Things started to go wrong from the moment Qi He picked up the clothes.

Yan Chuanbai was still staring intently.

The surroundings were shrouded in the sound of rain, and there was something cold and dangerous in those eyes.

Qi He abandoned his playful attempts at joking with the system and pulled himself up slightly. With a click, he unbuckled his tactical harness, then lifted his T-shirt. His vision was obstructed, and his arm banged against the glass again.

He gasped, sweat running down his chest.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it down——

Light returns to the field of vision.

Yan Chuanbai was seen retracting his hand, looking ahead with a dull expression, revealing a sense of disdain, "It's a waste of effort."

He started the car as he spoke, the wipers breaking through the rain.

Qi He leaned back in his chair and raised his eyebrows, "Not checking anymore?"

"It's raining heavily." said Yan Chuanbai.

The modified bumper knocked away several zombies that surrounded it, and the car sped back.

No one spoke anymore.

Qi He relaxed his body and closed his eyes to rest.

His whole body felt like it was on fire, and his head was dizzy and swollen. Since Yan Chuanbai didn't say anything, he didn't bother to pay attention.

The car sped through the streets and out of town.

In the quiet carriage, Yan Chuanbai suddenly spoke again: "The incubation period of infection is up to three days. During these three days, don't come into contact with them. I'll be watching you."

Qi He opened his eyes and looked:

"If everything is fine after three days, does that mean it's normal?"

Yan Chuanbai hummed, then frowned again. Actually, there was another possibility for the sudden fever... but the probability was extremely low, so he didn't mention it.

Sometimes the greater the hope you give someone, the greater the disappointment.

Qi He closed his eyes again, "Okay."

After two seconds, he said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Thank you."

There was no response from the side.

Qi He didn't care. He took advantage of his fever to order a song on the system and fell asleep while listening to it.

-

When I got back to my residence, the car was parked outside the door.

The shaking of the brakes woke Qi He up. Yan Chuanbai had already picked up the backpack from his side and hung it on his shoulder. He slammed the door and got out of the car.

Qi He also woke up and pushed open the car door.

Outside, raindrops were falling with a crackling sound.

The chassis of the off-road vehicle was a bit high. He jumped into the puddle, his body swayed, and then he held on to the car door.

Yan Chuanbai frowned and looked for a few seconds, then walked over.

A strong hand clamped his arm and lifted him up, "Let's go."

Qi He didn't hesitate and let Yan Chuanbai take him back to the house.

The door was open and there was a fireplace inside.

The bright firelight filled the room, dispelling the slight chill brought by the rain. Meng Yan and Zhou Ziqian were sitting in front of the fireplace. When they heard the noise, they turned around and said, "You're back."

Soon, they discovered Qi He's abnormality:

"Brother Yan, what happened to Qi He?"

"Qi He, are you okay? Are you hurt?!"

Qi He shook the water droplets from his hair. Yan Chuanbai turned his head away and replied, "It's okay."

He downplayed it, "I got caught in the rain and have a bit of a fever."

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, and Meng Yan came over again with a worried look on her face. "Do you have a fever? Is it serious? Do you want to…"

She arrived in a few steps.

Qi He was just about to ask her not to get too close when a hand reached out first. The backpack filled with supplies blocked the way, naturally separating Meng Yan. Yan Chuanbai said:

"There are some supplies inside, please count them first."

Meng Yan was stunned for a moment, then took it and said, "Oh..."

"I'll take him upstairs first." Yan Chuanbai said as he pulled Qi He's arm and walked towards the stairs. "Don't touch him for the next two days, or you might get infected."

Qi He was pushed upstairs with a clang: ...

The space upstairs is not big, with only two rooms on the left and right.

There were probably two forest rangers taking turns on duty.

Their things hadn't been put in yet, so Yan Chuanbai randomly chose a room on the right. He pushed the door open and saw that it was a suite. There was a sofa and desk in the outer room, and a small bed in the inner room.

"You sleep inside and I'll sleep outside."

Qi He leaned against the table and said politely, "It's not a good idea to let you sleep on the sofa."

Yan Chuanbai pulled his lips and said, "I'll sleep outside. To prevent you from rushing out in the middle of the night and doing anything bad."

Qi He pondered the plan and said, "In that case, I can only rush out in the middle of the night and do evil to you."

Only? Yan Chuanbai scoffed, "I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position."

"Thinking it's you, I don't feel wronged."

"..." He sneered, "You are energetic again, aren't you?"

Qi He stopped and went back to the inner room to rest.

…

It was almost evening now.

The sound of the rain and the dark sky were both very sleep-inducing, and Qi He fell asleep immediately. Although it was difficult to fall asleep, he intuitively felt that sleeping would be much better than being awake.

I don't know how long I was in a daze.

Two knocks on the door woke him up.

Qi He leaned his head against the pillow, his hair soaked with sweat, his pale face was a sickly red, and his throat was almost burning.

He opened his eyes and saw Yan Chuanbai coming in with a glass of water:

"Meng Yan got you some fever-reducing medicine."

Qi He forced himself to stand up. The cool cup of water in his hand eased his burning sensation. He sighed and drank the water along with the medicine.

He actually began to miss the "drinking like a cow" when he first arrived.

Yan Chuanbai stood aside and watched him, not knowing what he was thinking about, and snorted with laughter.

Qi He looked up sensitively, "Are you building your own happiness on the suffering of others?"

Yan Chuanbai said slowly, "I just remembered that you said you were slow to warm up. But now it's not the case anymore," he pointed and said seriously, "You are warming up quickly now."

Youyou's tone sounded very annoying.

Qi He put down the cup and lay back, closing his eyes to see the guest off. "Don't call me by the name of the prohibited electrical appliance."

After Yan Chuanbai left, the room became quiet again.

Qi He lay awake for a while, his mind starting to work again. He looked up at the dim ceiling above him: First, he was sure he had never been caught by a zombie. Second, as an important supporting character in the plot, he would definitely follow Yan Chuanbai to the end.

Therefore, it is impossible for him to be infected and become a zombie.

After thinking for a while, he called out, "System, is it there?"

System: [If you have something to say, just say it. Don’t ask where it is. ]

"Do you think I'll 'evolve' after being watered by the rain?"

Seeing him so weak, the system felt a sense of joy, like a liberated serf singing, and sarcastically said, "Do you think you are a vegetable?"

There was no pause in his voice, nor was there any guilt.

Qi He rested his fingertips on the quilt: The system says "no spoilers", but there are some plots that even it may not know.

He closed his eyelashes and did not reply.

The system waited for a long time and I was a little uncomfortable.

It glanced at the person a few times, and its tone softened: "Well, you won't die anyway. Just sleep peacefully until the next plot point arrives."

Qi He curled his lower lip upon hearing this, and tilted his head to sleep, "Okay."

-

Late at night, everything is silent.

Qi He's breathing was even, his chest rising and falling slightly, and he had obviously fallen into a light sleep.

Suddenly, a familiar "beep" sound rang in my mind!

【System loading...】

【■■■Loading successfully■■■】

[The key plot will begin in three minutes, please check as soon as possible. ]

Qi Hehuo opened his eyes and looked fixed.

God damn, he just squinted.

He exhaled a hot breath and pushed himself up, "You're issuing missions in the middle of the night?"

System: […This is all due to plot requirements.]

How glorious can a crucial plot in the middle of the night be?

Qi He prepared himself mentally: "Let me take a look."

『Script loading:』

"It's late at night, and you're lying in bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. You're very hungry, and you didn't eat much of the biscuits you had that night because they were too crumbly. But Yan Chuanbai clearly has so much more supplies! You think: If I only take a little and then push it onto others...

Finally, you got up quietly, walked to Yan Chuanbai's room, stretched out a pair of evil hands, and stole

Squeak… Squeak…

Qi He and the system stared at the familiar black code in silence.

System crash: Why isn't it working yet!?

Qi He was also adjusting his mentality: "System, do you think your plot is reasonable?"

He was burned like this.

Imagine that he would have to get up later, standing in front of Yan Chuanbai with a dizzy head and sweating profusely, secretly...

"I'm afraid they'll be mistaken for zombies."

The system remained silent, only caring about its own code.

One minute left.

Qi He sighed and stood up.

The moment he stood up, the world was spinning. He took about ten seconds to recover and gently pushed open the cubicle door.

It was pitch black outside. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he moved towards the sofa. Faintly, he could see an undulating outline.

Yan Chuanbai was lying there.

When I got closer, I saw Yan Chuanbai's face turned sideways to the inside.

With a pair of long legs crossed, he barely slept on the narrow sofa, with his bag at hand.

There seemed to be no reaction to his approach.

Qi He looked at it quietly for two seconds and reached out his hand.

Snap! His wrist was suddenly grabbed and thrown with great force. His vision was upside down in the sudden attack. Qi He was completely powerless and was pressed down on the sofa with a "thump" -

"Um……"

The tall body pressed down like a mountain.

In the darkness, those eyes were bright and there was no sign of sleepiness.

His hands were restrained, his thighs were firmly pinned, and the muzzle of the gun was already pressed against his waist. Yan Chuanbai looked at him with scrutiny, as if to confirm whether he had mutated or not:

"What are you doing?"

As he spoke, the muzzle of the gun was pressed tighter.

Qi He calmed himself down, "...I can explain."

Yan Chuanbai stared at him closely.

He thought for a second, and between stealing and attacking, he chose to steal someone. "Just as you expected. I rushed out in the middle of the night, ready to do something evil to you."

The author has something to say:

Qi He: A big one.