Volume One, Chapter Eight: Clearing Out the Central Short Drama Theater
Night.
Qin Fan opened the livestream room and found that Wan’er Dongfang had already logged in.
“Wan’er Dongfang, you’re here so early today?”
“Qin Fan, thanks to your steamed buns and water, we discussed and decided to search further away for gold. The nearby places are almost depleted. By the way, have you used the energy kidneys I gave you last time?”
“Yes, but it seems like there’s no significant change except that I feel a bit stronger.”
“That’s probably because the quantity was too small. Next time, I’ll kill more zombies and harvest the energy kidneys from them. That way, we can extend your livestream time.”
“Thank you very much.”
“No, I should be the one thanking you.”
“Your delivery has arrived. Please pick it up.”
“Wan’er Dongfang, wait a moment. I have something good for you.”
Qin Fan had ordered two meals—beef rice bowls—specifically for Wan’er Dongfang, after all, she was his wealthy benefactor.
“Wan’er Dongfang, this is for you.”
A delivery box appeared in Wan’er Dongfang’s hands.
“What’s this?”
She opened it and a fragrant aroma wafted out.
“Beef!”
She choked back tears. It had been a year since the apocalypse, and she hadn’t eaten meat in all that time.
Chickens and ducks were either dead or infected by zombies, their bodies either rotting or mutated—just looking at them made her want to vomit.
“Don’t be shocked. This is fresh beef I specially ordered for you. Eat more of it.”
Qin Fan urged her quickly.
“This is fresh beef! You ordered it just for me?”
Wan’er Dongfang was moved. This beef bowl was worth billions in this world.
For him to order one just for her was like spending tens of billions on her.
“Thank you…”
“Alright, eat quickly. Only when you’re well-fed can you go out to look for gold!”
“Okay! By the way, you can just call me Wan’er from now on.”
“Huh? Is that okay?”
“Sure, everyone who knows me calls me Wan’er.”
Wan’er Dongfang hesitated, her cheeks flushing slightly.
“Alright then, I’ll call you Wan’er from now on.”
They talked for a long time, but time always limited them.
…
Inside the base, ever since gold could be exchanged for steamed buns, people no longer sat around waiting to die. Instead, they went out one by one to search for gold.
Among them were also those with special abilities, but very few had awakened powers. Most were still ordinary people.
“Captain, where are we going to look for gold today?”
After staying at the base for two days, Shen Hui felt restless.
“Don’t rush. Today we’ll head into the city! There should be more gold and energy kidneys there.”
Wan’er Dongfang thought for a moment.
“Alright! It’s been a few days since I last stretched my legs—I feel uncomfortable.”
“Wife, you stay at the base. I’ll go earn some milk powder for you.”
Shen Huo gently touched the woman’s cheek.
Yang City.
The busiest place, but also where the most zombies gathered.
Not just at night, even during the day there were many, but if careful, one could still avoid them—just don’t alert the zombie hordes.
“Captain, isn’t this direction toward the Global Short Drama Center?”
Shen Hui asked in puzzlement.
“Yes, that’s right! You go find gold at the Short Drama Center. I have some other matters to handle.”
“Got it!”
They soon dodged wave after wave of zombies along the way.
Finally, they arrived at the Global Short Drama Center.
“Shen Hui, there are probably zombies inside. If the number’s small, kill them all. If there are too many, try to avoid them and don’t attract the horde.”
“Understood, Captain. Don’t worry about me, but you must be careful too.”
“I know.”
They parted ways.
Wan’er Dongfang went to the storage room for short dramas.
Looking at all the videos and USB drives inside, she wanted to take everything but found there was too much; she could only take half.
Meanwhile, Shen Hui at the Short Drama Center, which used to be a hangout for society’s elite, found when he opened the employee lockers that there was a great amount of gold inside.
“Oh my god, so much! This will definitely earn plenty of milk powder for my baby.”
At that moment, Shen Hui transformed into a gold master, stuffing gold into his pockets.
Suddenly, he heard footsteps.
His heart tightened as he quickly hid.
The sound was from zombies.
A zombie slowly walked in, its head rotating 360 degrees, limbs reversed, eyes fallen out, shuffling through the storage room.
Just as Shen Hui was about to leave, the zombie’s eyes suddenly brightened.
“Gold!”
He saw a golden ring on the zombie’s finger! Small but valuable.
He decided not to leave.
He crept behind the zombie and pulled out a dagger.
“Roar…”
The zombie turned its head, spotted him, and lunged to bite, but Shen Hui swiftly chopped off its head with one strike.
In a flash, the head dropped to the floor. He tore off the golden ring and extracted the energy kidney from its body.
“Are you okay?”
Wan’er Dongfang hurried over.
“I’m fine.”
“I came as soon as I heard a zombie near you.”
“It’s nothing, just one zombie—easy to handle.”
“Alright, did you find much gold?”
“Captain, this time we hit the jackpot. The people at the Short Drama Center are seriously rich. Look.”
Shen Hui pulled out a bag full of gold—rings, necklaces, big gold chains, and bracelets.
“Not bad, this time we have a whole bag.”
Wan’er Dongfang was pleased too. The last batch of gold wasn’t enough, but this should be more than enough.
“Captain, shall we keep looking?”
Shen Hui’s eyes were filled only with gold.
“Shen Hui, we have to leave now.”
“Just leave like that? There are other halls nearby!”
Shen Hui was reluctant.
“We’ve wasted a whole day already, and it’s getting late. On the way back, we might run into zombies. Once night falls, the hordes will catch us off guard.”
Wan’er Dongfang hadn’t expected that he’d get addicted to picking up gold.
“Fine, we’ll come back tomorrow.”
Night fell.
Wan’er Dongfang sent steamed buns early in the morning and waited in her room for Qin Fan.
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