Transmigrated as the Villainous Love Rival of the Abusive Novel's Heroine [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 36

Chapter 36: Encounter Again

Only after the sky had turned completely dark did Yin Shaoqing saunter back, carrying a few rabbits. Utilizing the extraordinary night vision of an ability user, she stared at the mess on the ground and then glanced at the three dying men in the trap.

She turned to set the rabbits down and asked the little girl currently chopping vegetables, “What are those things?”

“Tower divers. I cleared their health bars.”

After assessing the weight of the rabbits, Yun Qianxue nodded in satisfaction. Good, enough for three meals.

“You play video games?” Yin Shaoqing asked in surprise. She had assumed that someone like the female lead, who looked every bit the top student, wouldn’t play games and would be a bit of a bookworm. Well… a cute little bookworm.

“That’s your focus?” Yun Qianxue dumped the vegetables into the pot to stir-fry, frowning as she swept a glance at her. This person’s focus was never in the right place. Were they going to keep talking past each other forever?

Furthermore, she raised her spatula and pointed it at the woman who looked amazed, warning her: “Keep whatever words you have in your mouth bottled up.” She didn’t believe for a second that this person, in her nighttime “afflicted” state, could say anything good.

“I’m being wronged, okay?” Shaoqing widened her eyes. Shaoqing just wanted to ask: “Have you ever won a game?”

Yun Qianxue: “?” Is this human speech?

“I’ll give you one chance. Please reorganize your language.”

“Oh…” Shaoqing fell silent. Shaoqing thought hard. Shaoqing finished thinking. Shaoqing said cautiously: “Then… can you beat the AI bots?”

The veins on the hand gripping the spatula bulged.

Yun Qianxue: “Heh…” Tonight was yet another night she wanted to bash someone’s dog head in. She smiled.

“Whatever you have to say, wait until after we eat. They probably have their own group; we’ll talk about the details later.” Eager to fill her stomach and maintain sufficient sleep, Yun Qianxue filled a large scoop of rice for the “afflicted” woman, hoping to plug that incessantly chattering mouth. She was far too much like an irritating version of “100,000 Whys.”

Delicious food can always make one forget their troubles; Shaoqing excelled particularly in this regard. Of course, in the department of not washing dishes after eating, she stood out like a painful herniated disc—making you grit your teeth in annoyance, forcing you to constantly take “meds” for the discomfort, yet impossible to ignore.

Domineering by day and childish by night; Yun Qianxue scrubbed the iron bowls until they shone. She felt like she was looking after a mother and daughter at the same time, with one person playing two roles. Truly her enemy; she never ceased to be shocked.

“Are we going to raid their nest?” Shaoqing, clutching her candy bag and cherishingly picking through the sweets, suddenly looked up to ask the person sitting by the fire putting away the dishes. The firelight draped a soft glow over Yun Qianxue, making her look like a deity—a warm god born of the flames.

“No.” Her conduct, however, remained cold.

“Do you want to rescue the women who sought refuge with them?” Yun Qianxue flicked the water off her hands. Not a trace of sympathy could be seen on her indifferent face. “They chose to rely on those men. If you raid their home, how will those ‘dodder flowers’ (parasitic vines) survive?”

Not everyone has the ability or the courage to survive alone in this damned apocalypse. They need to pay a price, racking their brains and exhausting their means just to get a bite to eat.

“If one doesn’t have sufficient ability, one shouldn’t make promises. I know.” Moving over to lend a hand and help the girl put the pot back in the car, Yin Shaoqing spoke calmly. In this apocalypse, those who bring people hope only to deliver them into despair are bastards. She didn’t have much power; protecting the girl alone already took everything she had. So, “It seems we’ve reached an agreement. I don’t agree with going to wipe them out either.”

Relying on those men was their choice; two people without the capacity to provide shelter for those women had no right to choose for them. Much less to judge them. Fortunately, they weren’t meddlers.

“Of course, if someone is forcing them, I’ll go and kill them,” Yun Qianxue suddenly said in the darkness as they covered themselves with blankets, preparing for sleep.

Yin Shaoqing tilted her head slightly. She couldn’t read her tone, but she could see those bright eyes. A very righteous little girl. Even though she had suppressed that righteousness in the depths of her soul, she hadn’t discarded it entirely after all.

“I’ll help you.” No romantic words were needed; in this apocalypse, companionship and action were the best proofs. Promises and vows were worthless in the face of death. Thus, both of them disliked hearing them and disliked saying them.

An extreme way of thinking, but they didn’t see anything wrong with it. ‘Birds of a feather flock together,’ huh… The fat cat lay nearby, flicking its tail and lamenting.

“There are many small towns nearby. Although we aren’t entering them, there’s no guarantee those small factions won’t block the highway to rob us.” She casually buried the three scumbags who were already stone-cold.

Yun Qianxue’s indifferent gaze pierced through the covering soil, looking at the filthy prospects and reality. She let out a mocking sneer, “In the God-Abandoned Era, humanity’s greatest enemy isn’t just the zombies, but even the fellow humans we once took pride in and shared a heart with.”

Friends who called each other brothers could push you into a zombie horde; couples who once lived in harmony could kill each other. Human ugliness was infinitely magnified in this era.

“That’s true, but I won’t take a detour for them.” Yin Shaoqing hated trouble, but she never feared it. The phrase “confront head-on” suited her perfectly.

“But you can’t always confront them head-on.” A fierce tiger struggles against a pack of wolves; a war of numerical suppression would eventually reveal her weaknesses. “We’re going straight into City A6.” Their car didn’t have strong defenses, and driving all the way to City N8 would take too long. Roadblocks, small zombie tides, lack of gasoline, or car breakdowns could all happen along the way.

By their calculations, it would take a year and a half to reach City N8, find the male lead, and retrieve the hairpin from the female support he protected. But by then—the year 2105 of the Noah Era—it was known as the “Prehistoric Year” in the system’s words. Animals and plants would undergo mutations; a global energy explosion would cause plants to grow wantonly, even gaining abilities and intelligence. They would join the war: humans, zombies, mutated animals, and plants. A nightmare era.

At the end of 2107, in the eyes of the soul-form Yun Qianxue, the Noah Era and its inhabitants had all reached their conclusion. Perhaps tens of thousands or hundreds of millions of years later, another civilization would land here and plant a tombstone. The epitaph would be: A civilization destroyed by an energy explosion.

“How can you be sure the planes in City A6 can still take off?” Yun Qianxue had considered many scenarios. What if the planes had been flown away by others, or the airport was surrounded by a massive horde of zombies?

“Not the airport. We’re going to the Kanya Tower.” Yin Shaoqing hooked her sunglasses down slightly with her index finger, revealing her heroic and dashing features. She raised an eyebrow with a domineering air, full of absolute certainty, “There are helicopters there—private ones. They definitely won’t be flown away.”

“Yours.” Yun Qianxue tilted her head, equally certain. She remembered now; the Kanya Tower was an asset under this woman’s name. It was created by a wealthy father who doted on his daughter—a paradise gifted to a child with misanthropy. She also knew that after the apocalypse started, this woman had moved a large amount of experimental equipment out of the Kanya Tower. She had seen that equipment while lying on the experimental table; the Kanya logo was seared into her memory.

Now, she suddenly wanted to ask: “What’s inside the Kanya Tower?” A gathering place for illegal experiments, or a legitimate production site for experimental equipment?

“A garden.”

“What?”

“Well, I know nobody would believe a tower like that would be used to grow flowers.” Yin Shaoqing was also helpless. The original owner of this body was just a spoiled rich second-generation girl. Accomplished in neither literature nor martial arts, you expected her to have the brains to run a company? Sorry, she only knew how to waste a great talent by filling a tower in the most prosperous district with all kinds of flowers and plants.

“Don’t look at me like that.” Facing Yun Qianxue’s ‘you’ve got to be kidding me’ look, Yin Shaoqing awkwardly rubbed her nose. The bodies she unboxed were a mix of good and bad; even with a dark history, she could only grit her teeth and own it.

“You aren’t lying to me?” The expression of the woman driving beside her didn’t look like a lie.

“Why would I lie to you? We can see for ourselves when we get there. I just don’t know if those flowers are still alive.” Actually, that place was quite beautiful. Yin Shaoqing turned the steering wheel to take a corner, thinking the girl beside her would probably like it.

“Mhm.” Yun Qianxue nodded. She indeed wanted to see the interior of Kanya with her own eyes. She needed to understand exactly where that batch of experimental equipment used on her came from.

She closed her eyes to ease an occasional recurring headache. Sometimes, when she thought too much, her head would throb, her temples pulsing with continuous pain. In the pain, she began to suspect someone was using Yin Shaoqing’s hand to harm her. Who had set this stage with such elaborate effort? She didn’t remember offending anyone.

Screech… The sudden braking pulled Yun Qianxue out of her chaotic thoughts. Opening her eyes, she saw three people surrounded by zombies on a rooftop.

The young mother and her two children.

A small sedan was parked next to the house, with two large plastic tubs stacked on top; it looked like they had stepped on those to get up. There were about a dozen zombies around the house. The sound of their braking had attracted the zombies’ attention. The nearest zombie pounced toward Yun Qianxue’s window, only to have its eye burst by her knife.

She stepped out of the car holding the miao dao (sprout saber) Yin Shaoqing had found for her, gripping it with both hands to swing, slash, and thrust. The length of the miao dao was enough to keep distance from the zombies.

“Over here!” The young mother on the roof shouted with great discernment to attract the zombies’ attention. The zombies originally charging at Yun Qianxue followed the sound back to the base of the house, snarling incessantly.

Behind her, the car window rolled down. Yun Qianxue naturally sheathed the blade and threw it inside, while simultaneously raising her left hand to catch the bow and arrow Yin Shaoqing tossed out. She drew the bow to its limit—one arrow, one kill. Her aim was truly excellent.

“A bullseye from a hundred paces, a-hem~” The woman in sunglasses curled her red lips, propping her head with one hand as she leaned against the steering wheel, watching the girl fighting alone outside. That small back looked very reliable.

“Quite handsome,” Yin Shaoqing remarked as she snapped her fingers.

“Naturally.” The fat cat manifested, jumping onto its host’s shoulder and nodding in agreement. Truly worthy of the female lead it favored; she really saved them a lot of worry.

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