Chapter Seventy-Seven

After Zhou Yu finished speaking, he climbed into the modified police car, grabbed a loudspeaker, and started shouting, "We are the Asura Squad. I'm the Scholar. You all hang in there for one more night. Once we've had our sleep tomorrow, we'll come in and rescue you. But let me tell you this: we won't save you for nothing. This base—it's ours now. Doesn't matter whether you agree or not."

No sooner had Zhou Yu finished than Nian Yu grabbed his ear and tugged hard.

"Hey, hey, hey, sweetheart, why are you pulling my ear again?" Zhou Yu protested.

Nian Yu shot back, "And you still have the nerve to ask? Who talks like that? 'Doesn't matter whether you agree or not.' What are you, some kind of bandit?"

"Then how am I supposed to say it?" Zhou Yu said, aggrieved.

Nian Yu snatched the loudspeaker from his hand. "Let me show you how it's done."

She faced the loudspeaker and called out, "So, what we said earlier wasn't complete—let me add something. After we rescue you, you can choose to stay at the base or leave. But if you stay, you’ll have to follow our rules. Of course, you can also choose not to, but you'll have to face the consequences yourselves."

When she finished, she turned to Zhou Yu. "See? That's how you address people."

Zhou Yu muttered under his breath, "Why do I feel like you sound even more like a bandit than I do?"

Though he spoke quietly, Nian Yu still heard him.

"Oh, so I'm the bandit now? Fine. In that case, don't even think about coming to my bed tonight," she retorted.

Zhou Yu immediately began begging for forgiveness, but Nian Yu ignored him and got out of the car.

The others watched the two of them bicker and couldn't help but smile.

After a while, the commotion died down. Zhou Yu turned to everyone and said, "Let's get ready to eat. If you’ve got nothing to do, just relax for now. I’ll take night watch tonight. There aren’t many zombies left, so I won’t be going down tomorrow morning."

Suddenly, Zhao Yan chimed in, "Oh, so since Nian Yu’s not letting you in her bed, you’re volunteering for night watch, huh?"

Liu Long joined in, "Don’t talk nonsense. Do you really think Xiao Yu is that kind of guy? Like he’d take night watch just because he can’t get in bed with his wife."

"So what’s the real reason, then?" Zhao Yan pressed.

Liu Long started to reply, "Isn't it just because he can’t—"

Before he could finish, a dagger landed in the ground right in front of him. A girl’s voice rang out, "If Nian Yu doesn’t want him in her bed, he can always come to mine. And if you keep talking nonsense, I won’t mind helping Sister Ting find a new husband to sleep with her."

It was Pan Yuxin who spoke.

Seeing her and the dagger stuck in the earth, Liu Long knew she wasn’t bluffing.

He quickly forced a laugh. "Xin Xin, why so serious? Just joking around, ha ha."

Yang Ting spoke up then, "Long, since you love these kinds of jokes so much, you can sleep alone tonight. See how funny you find that."

Hearing Yang Ting’s words, Liu Long was crestfallen, silently cursing himself for his big mouth.

Zhao Yan burst out laughing. "Serves you right, both of you! That’ll teach you to show off."

Zhou Yu and Liu Long turned to glare at Zhao Yan, faces dark. "Looks like you won’t be sleeping in a bed tonight either."

Zhao Yan just kept laughing, not noticing their expressions.

Zhou Yu and Liu Long exchanged a glance. Liu Long lunged for Zhao Yan, while Zhou Yu went to the car to fetch a rope.

A short while later, a man was left hanging from a nearby tree.

Everyone roared with laughter at the sight. Poor Zhao Yan—he’d managed to offend both men who couldn’t get into their wives’ beds, and he wasn’t even a match for either of them. Talk about tragic.