Like a ray of light shining into a cramped grave.
A pair of soft, boneless hands touched the man's blood-stained face. With his last bit of strength, the man looked up at her.
A beautiful woman stood against the light, the rising sun slowly emerging from behind her.
She smiled mischievously, her beautiful eyes crinkling: "I saved you, you have to remember to repay me~"
The man remembered those words, and from then on, he vowed to be loyal to her for the rest of his life.
When the woman saw that he had finally lost consciousness, she simply patted his cheek indifferently.
"Tch, it's no fun if one or two are so easy to handle."
She took out a silk handkerchief, elegantly wiped her fingers clean, and then casually threw away the soiled handkerchief.
"So dirty."
—The Last Rose (original text)
*
When Mingyuan woke up, he was still surrounded by the wailing and crying of his fellow patients.
He felt for a moment that he was hallucinating.
Because at that moment, he grasped at a straw as if seeking help, and vaguely saw a slender figure pulling him back.
Those people seemed convinced he was finished, so they piled him up with several other corpses, and he would soon be taken to a mass grave.
The mass graves of the apocalypse were a misnomer; there wasn't a single human bone in the pits.
Because zombies and mutated animals act as "cleaners," and even blood and debris are consumed by mutated plants.
If they were transported there, they would surely die.
Mingyuan should have been one of them.
He didn't have any close friends at the base, nor did he have any connections above him.
On the contrary, many people dislike his handsome appearance and often try to trip him up, both openly and secretly.
Originally, he, a logistics worker without any special abilities, shouldn't have gone to the battlefield.
But someone pulled some strings behind the scenes, so he had to step in temporarily.
When a "comrade" shoved him and used him as a shield to block a zombie, he felt only an empty sense of "just as I expected."
Thankfully, when he woke up again, he was in a tent at the base, not inside a zombie's belly.
Unfortunately, this place is a "dead man's nest"; once you enter, you're almost guaranteed to die.
He had a persistent high fever, which was an early sign of infection with cadaveric virus.
He gritted his teeth and persevered.
The guards don't give them food or water; their only responsibility is to shoot them when they mutate.
Mingyuan's throat was dry, and his lips moved unconsciously.
A warm, sweet taste slowly flowed into his mouth.
He opened his eyes slightly in surprise.
What came into view was a woman with disheveled hair and bloodstains on her face.
It's probably... a woman.
It's no wonder Mingyuan was suspicious; Ye Nianzhen's current appearance was indeed disheveled, with a large protective suit half-draped over her body.
She held a small cup of precious honey water in her hand and slowly fed it to Mingyuan.
Mingyuan regained some of his clarity and tried to ask something in a hoarse voice.
But Ye Nianzhen ruthlessly pinched her cheek, making her mouth open in a circle.
"drink."
One word, concise and to the point, leaving no room for doubt.
So Mingyuan obediently shut his mouth and drank the whole cup of honey water.
The base's rule is that you can't leave the "dead man's bag" alive without awakening your superpowers.
Even Ye Nianzhen's tent couldn't accommodate such a big man.
So she could only clear a clean spot here, lay down straw, and let Mingyuan rest.
Faced with Mingyuan's eager gaze, yearning for knowledge, Ye Nianzhen reluctantly offered a few words of explanation.
"I didn't save you for nothing."
“I need your help; it’s something I absolutely must do, so you cannot die.”
Ye Nianzhen looked intently into Mingyuan's eyes: "You won't die. You will awaken a superpower, a very powerful one."
"So you must remember my kindness and repay me in the future."
"Got it? If you do, blink."
Mingyuan seemed stunned by this attempt to use gratitude as a pretext and did not react for a moment.
When he finally blinked slowly, a tear slid down his cheek.
Ye Nianzhen was deeply shocked.
After her reincarnation, she had always been decisive and efficient, making every second count, but for the first time, she felt completely lost.
She quickly wiped away the tears on Mingyuan's cheeks.
He bluffed, "Tears are precious salt and water. Are you going to cry away all the honey water I just offered?"
Upon hearing this, Mingyuan burst into laughter through his tears. He dared not speak, but simply looked at Ye Nianzhen with quiet eyes.
Ye Nianzhen had no romantic relationships with the opposite sex for the first twenty-odd years of her life, and now, facing Mingyuan's gaze, she felt a chill run down her spine and quickly looked away.
As luck would have it, a long-lost, annoying voice echoed in her mind.
*
"Hello host, we have detected that you have once again entered the world of 'The Last Rose'."
"Setting up your system."
Ye Nianzhen's inner thoughts: This damn system that only knows how to act cute is back again.
However, contrary to her expectations, when the system voice sounded again, a page completely different from the previous ones unfolded in her mind.
"The Charismatic System has been logged in. Host Ye Nianzhen. Character encountered has been detected. Conquest progress is 80%."
It was the familiar system voice, but it was saying completely different things.
What? A heartthrob?
What about that terrible infrastructure system?
The system continued chattering: "Wow, host! You're so awesome!"
"I've only been in this little world for less than a day, and I'm already about to successfully win over a male guest!"
The system's words were too flawed, and Ye Nianzhen couldn't be bothered to refute them.
She looked at the system interface, where Mingyuan's name and avatar were prominently displayed.
And the progress bar, which symbolized the level of favorability, actually moved slowly but steadily toward the end.
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