One of the men with a buzz cut glanced at the crowd and said angrily, "Are we just going to submit to that man's tyranny like this?"

Seeing that everyone's faces darkened, he continued, "Are you willing to submit to that man like this?"

The crowd's faces darkened horribly. Indeed, who would willingly submit to a man, allowing him to wantonly play with their body and trample on their dignity?

Anyone with even a shred of backbone can't stand it.

Everyone was in a state of anger, resentment, and frustration.

Just then, a small voice rang out, "You must have misunderstood that man. I didn't see any lewdness or desire in his eyes when he looked us up and down."

Two or three people spoke out, scoffing at the idea.

She firmly believed in her own thoughts, that the person had taken a liking to her young and energetic body.

Upon hearing this, the bespectacled man looked at the man who had spoken with surprise. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that the man with the sword had indeed not shown any disgust in his eyes when he was being looked at.

So he nodded in agreement and said, "Indeed, that man probably just wanted to hire us as errand runners."

A man with a terrified expression spoke up, "Why don't we run away and leave this place? I don't want to be with a man."

The man with the buzz cut reached out and slapped him on the head. "Where are you going? Those zombies outside are man-eaters. Have you forgotten how miserable Xiao Si and the others looked after they went out?"

When the man with the buzz cut brought up the matter, everyone's faces were filled with fear and terror, as if they had remembered something horrific.

They were all still university students. That weekend, they came to the villa for a party and partied all night.

When you wake up the next morning, the world will have changed; there will be countless zombies outside.

Some of them wanted to go out and scout ahead, but as soon as they went out, they were surrounded and devoured by zombies.

The horrific sight of those people before their deaths is still vivid in my mind, as if it happened yesterday.

These days, they dare not close their eyes to sleep, because as soon as they do, they are reminded of those terrifying images that they cannot shake off.

The dark circles under my eyes are getting worse every day.

The man with the buzz cut spat on the ground. "I don't care what his plans are, but it's impossible for me to submit to him. I'd rather die with him."

The bespectacled man stood up and said to the crowd, "Let's listen to him first, check how many people are still alive in this villa area, and then make a plan."

Everyone nodded in agreement. If they wanted to stay here, they had to listen to that person first and make plans later.

Who can blame me for being weaker than others? In this world without laws, strength determines everything.

So the group went to knock on each door with little enthusiasm.

Ning Qing finally finished cooking the porridge again and brought it into the bathroom to hand it to Hua Lan.

Hua Lan took it and glanced down at it. "Did you use a white rice cooker today?"

Ning Qing: "Hmm, do you like it?"

Hua Lan scooped up a spoonful and put it in her mouth. The taste was still the same, unchanged from the black to the white.

But he still nodded politely.

Ning Qing took out another piece of bread from her spatial storage and handed it to Hua Lan.

Hua Lan ate her porridge and bread in bites.

Ning Qing reached out and ruffled his flowing purple hair.

Whenever I see my little fish enjoying the food I make, a sense of satisfaction always wells up inside me.