A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse

This person's imagination was too wild; it was unclear how they came up with such a terrible idea.

Bei Nuan quickly refused, "How can I be any kind of leader? Besides, we're leaving soon."

The various groups, however, seriously considered this possibility.

Since they were in a stalemate, it was better to choose a compromise that everyone could accept. Bei Nuan not siding with anyone was actually better than choosing any one side.

It was like a group of puppies fighting over a bone. When no one could win, they temporarily gave the bone to a rabbit for safekeeping.

After all, rabbits are vegetarians.

The leader of the Jiangdong gang immediately stated, "I think this idea works."

The Jiangxi gang was not to be outdone, "I also think it's okay. Otherwise, let's take a vote and decide?"

The leader of the student group stood up and said to everyone, "Those who agree to choose this young lady…" He turned back to ask Bei Nuan, "…What's your name?"

"Bei Nuan." Bei Nuan thought, you're choosing without even knowing my name? Aren't you being a bit hasty?

"Those who agree to choose Bei Nuan as the leader of our Ninth Prison Shelter, raise your hands."

A forest of hands shot up, a large swathe of them.

Some believed in Bei Nuan's innocent and kind face, some insisted that Bei Nuan really had special abilities, some were tired of the groups arguing endlessly, and some followed their leader's decision.

So Bei Nuan's support rate was shockingly high.

Bei Nuan's sharp eyes spotted Du Ruo among the raised arms, his hand raised higher than anyone else's, as if he wanted to stand up.

Jiang Fei actually smiled and raised his hand too.

Only Lu Xingchi didn't raise his hand.

He rested his elbows on his legs, his fist against his lips, as if holding back laughter, seemingly finding it amusing that Bei Nuan was being forced by everyone to be the leader of the Ninth Prison.

The vote passed almost unanimously.

Bei Nuan: "…"

"But we're leaving." Bei Nuan weakly protested.

"No rush, no rush." The leaders were all excited. "We haven't discussed the management rules here yet. Let's talk about leaving after the rules are set. Come, come, you preside over the meeting."

Bei Nuan: "…"

The management rules mainly determined the other management personnel besides Bei Nuan, each person's responsibilities, how to distribute food and water, and how to form teams to search for supplies.

The various groups had different ideas and argued fiercely.

What you agreed with, I opposed; what you opposed, I agreed with. In short, they couldn't let the other side gain power.

They argued until it got dark outside, and still hadn't made much progress.

Bei Nuan desperately wanted to go back and eat ice cream.

Ice cream soaked in cold and refreshing cola.

"I think…" Bei Nuan swallowed, trying to speak.

No one paid any attention to her, the lone "main leader" without any followers.

In the courtyard earlier, the situation was too chaotic, and none of the leaders personally saw Bei Nuan shoot arrows to save people.

Although the rumors were spreading wildly, deep down, the leaders didn't really believe that this little girl in front of them had any special abilities.

Although unusual things did happen, there were hundreds of people in the courtyard at the time, and anyone could have done it, not necessarily her.

She looked like she could be knocked over with a finger, not at all like someone with cool and powerful abilities.

Choosing her as the leader was just a compromise that everyone could accept.

"Listen to me…" Bei Nuan raised her voice a little.

Still, no one paid attention to her; they were arguing intensely.

"Listen to me…" Bei Nuan yelled.

Suddenly, there was a loud clang.

The two large iron doors of the dining hall, which had been open, slammed shut without any wind.

Everyone was startled.

The tightly closed iron doors then swung open as if hit by something, crashing against the wall.

Almost immediately afterward, a row of open aluminum alloy windows slammed shut one after another, the clattering sounds echoing.

There was no one by the door, no one by the windows; it was eerily frightening.

In the dim, gloomy twilight, it seemed like a haunting.

The dining hall instantly fell silent.

Everyone was terrified, involuntarily recalling the zombies collapsing in the courtyard and the large iron gate melting into nothing.

Every eye fearfully looked at Bei Nuan.

Bei Nuan chuckled awkwardly, "It's… the wind, right?"

Then she cleared her throat and softened her voice, "Actually, I think, our first rule…"

This time, the arguing people were incredibly obedient and all fell silent.

There was no need to raise her voice anymore.

Bei Nuan had listened to their arguments for a long time and basically knew the opinions that each side could accept. Under her leadership, the rules and regulations were passed one by one, each taking less than three minutes.

Bei Nuan thought, these people, talking to them patiently was useless. Scaring them a bit made them more obedient than anyone.

Then she suddenly realized: Huh? Isn't this Huo Ren's approach?

This time, the meeting finally ended under Bei Nuan's leadership. Bei Nuan now felt that being a domineering president wasn't easy.

When the meeting adjourned, Bei Nuan glanced at the progress bar and was surprised to find that her Holy Mother points had increased again.

Meddling and helping them pass a set of decent management rules for the sake of eating ice cream quickly had unexpectedly led to another surge in Holy Mother points.

It was like a windfall.

After the meeting, the first thing Bei Nuan did when she returned to the room was to take out a large tub of ice cream and a large bottle of cola, along with a stack of small glass bowls and several spoons.

However, Du Ruo and the others didn't come over; they were busy surrounding Lu Xingchi.

Du Ruo was very upset: "Lu Xingchi, you actually didn't tell me? With our years of friendship, I can't believe you kept this from me."

Lu Xingchi remained calm, "With our years of friendship, I thought you would quickly discover it. I can't believe you're so slow."

Du Ruo: "…"

Du Ruo looked at Bei Nuan, who was happily digging into a large tub of ice cream, and felt even more upset.

"Why is it that when the apocalypse comes, everyone has abilities, but I don't? It's not fair."

Jiang Fei patted his back comfortingly and said understandingly, "I don't have any either. I'm with you."

Jiang Fei couldn't help but ask Lu Xingchi, "Is your ability to control magnetic fields?"

Lu Xingchi patiently answered their questions: "No, it's direct control of metal. It wasn't this strong before, but today, for some reason, it suddenly became stronger."

Bei Nuan came over, holding her own ice cream, "So what can you do? Can you make metal do whatever you want?"

Lu Xingchi smiled slightly and said to Bei Nuan, "Watch."

The spoon in Bei Nuan's bowl suddenly flew up, steadily carrying a scoop of ice cream, and hovered beside Bei Nuan's mouth.

It seemed to be waiting to feed her.

Bei Nuan's face felt a little hot as she leaned forward and ate the ice cream from the spoon.

Lu Xingchi smiled slightly, and the spoon deftly moved back a bit and stood upright.

The handle of the spoon seemed to be pulled by an invisible hand, gradually lengthening and thinning, while the spoon's head softened and melted into a small lump.

Then, a slightly curled metal petal unfolded from this lump.

Followed by another.

One after another, they finally spread out into a fully formed rosebud.

The metal rose floated forward, gently presenting itself to Bei Nuan.

Exquisite and lifelike.

Bei Nuan reached out and took the rose, speechless.

Although she had witnessed countless times him nailing zombies with long nails and seen him melt the iron gate, she was still shocked by his precise control over his ability.

Du Ruo was speechless, "So your ability to control metal is used for this?"

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door; dinner was ready in the kitchen.

With the change in management, dinner was finally not rice water anymore; the rice itself made an appearance.

The kitchen also cooked dishes, and the food that was originally in the guards' lunchboxes finally made it into everyone's bowls.

Bei Nuan and the others didn't go out to grab food with them. In Lu Xingchi's room, they used a portable stove to steam buns and opened a package of braised beef and duck gizzards.

Jiang Fei had recovered quite well and asked Bei Nuan for a knife, patiently slicing the braised beef into pieces, each slice almost transparently thin.

"Your knife skills are so good?" Bei Nuan was amazed.

Jiang Fei smiled and asked, "Are there any bamboo skewers?"

No bamboo skewers, but Bei Nuan did have iron skewers for grilling.

Jiang Fei skillfully trimmed and rolled the thinly sliced beef and threaded them onto the skewers.

Slice after slice, the thin beef slices transformed into a blooming rose.

Jiang Fei handed the beef rose to Bei Nuan, smiling, "I can't make it that beautiful, but I think it's very practical because it can be eaten. You won't dislike this imperfect rose, will you?"

Du Ruo deeply agreed: "Regardless of whether it looks good or not, taste is the most important!"

Bei Nuan quickly took it, "Of course not, it's already great! Jiang Fei, you're so amazing!"

Lu Xingchi glanced at the beef rose and, before Bei Nuan took a bite, asked Jiang Fei a crucial question: "Did you wash your hands before making the flower for her?"

"Of course, I washed them. How could I not wash my hands before making food for Bei Nuan?" Jiang Fei didn't argue with him.

Du Ruo picked up a thin slice of beef and declared, "Bei Nuan, I really can't live a day without you."

"He says that because he's greedy." Lu Xingchi casually exposed him.

"Didn't you also say yesterday that you were suffering without Bei Nuan?"

Du Ruo immediately retaliated.

"Bei Nuan, let me tell you, that's because he hadn't showered or changed his clothes for a long time, and he was going crazy." Du Ruo grinned at Lu Xingchi, "Come on, let's hurt each other!"

Three men make a play.

Bei Nuan ignored them, tearing off the petals of the beef rose to eat.

After eating and drinking her fill, the new highest leader of the Ninth Prison Shelter lay on the bed, fiddling with the inedible, perfect metal rose in her hand, lost in thought.

Du Ruo and Jiang Fei were playing cards. Lu Xingchi came over and sat beside Bei Nuan's bed, asking her in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

His voice was deep and pleasant, as if he genuinely cared.

Bei Nuan felt a little tired at this moment and didn't want to maintain her persona anymore. She mumbled, "Do you think Huo Ren and I are really the same kind of people?"

The corners of Lu Xingchi's mouth curled up slightly, "Why do you say that?"

Bei Nuan recounted Huo Ren's words from the morning to him, word for word.

Bei Nuan concluded, "I suspect I'm a bit cold-blooded, or what's it called? Empathy disorder?"

Lu Xingchi laughed, "You're not, you don't have that."

Bei Nuan really wanted to tell him: You're saying that because you saw me do so many good deeds, but I did those for Holy Mother points. Things aren't what they seem.

But she couldn't.

"If you completely disregard what I've done and only consider my expressions and reactions when encountering things," Bei Nuan humbly consulted the psychological expert, Dr. Lu, "Is there something wrong with me?"

Lu Xingchi laughed again, "Don't worry, you're fine. Don't you trust my ability to judge people?"

Lu Xingchi was professional and reliable, and Bei Nuan felt much more at ease. She adjusted her pillow and found a comfortable position.

Lu Xingchi glanced at Du Ruo and the others and lowered his voice, asking Bei Nuan leisurely, "So do you like sleeping on the inside or the outside?"

Inside or outside? Bei Nuan didn't understand.

"You're planning to sleep with me tonight, right?" Lu Xingchi said calmly, "This is my bed, and you've been lying on it."

Bei Nuan didn't know it was his bed and immediately jumped up.

"Just kidding." Lu Xingchi reached out and pressed her shoulder, pushing her back onto the pillow. "If you like it, lie down. I'll give it to you."

Only then did Bei Nuan realize that the bed was made particularly neatly, and there was his scent on it, fresh and warm, quite pleasant, which was why it was so comfortable to lie on.

Bei Nuan sat up again. "By the way, do you need to take a shower?"

At the end of the two rows of bunk beds in the cell was a simple bathroom with a floor drain.

Bei Nuan took out Lu Xingchi's peculiar car-mounted pressure shower from her space.

Everyone gathered around to watch the fun.

After heating the water and pouring it into the container, they manually pressurized the container like a bicycle pump, and the water could come out of the showerhead.

After showering and changing his clothes, Lu Xingchi washed his changed clothes and hung them by the window to dry.

Bei Nuan was a little curious: "Your OCD seems quite severe?"

"Not really," Lu Xingchi said calmly, "I maintain cleanliness to constantly remind myself that even in the apocalypse, I'm not an animal, but a human being."

Bei Nuan suddenly understood Lu Xingchi.

This was an apocalypse that could easily turn people into beasts.

Everyone was fighting each other for survival and benefits.

The descent from human to beast was natural, just a moment's slip.

Especially for Lu Xingchi.

His ability was too powerful. Whether someone lived or died was entirely up to him.

He could easily become someone like Huo Ren.

The male lead's awareness was impressive, worthy of being the male lead.

Bei Nuan decided to follow in the male lead's footsteps and take a nice, fragrant, humanizing bath.

When she came out, drying her hair, she was enveloped in the scent of shampoo and shower gel. She wasn't fully armed like usual, and her clothes were close-fitting, revealing her fair neck and a section of her wrist.

Lu Xingchi's gaze lingered on them.

Bei Nuan knew what he was looking at.

"You're looking where my spatial ability is hidden, right? Don't bother, I don't have any jade pendants or bracelets on me."

Du Ruo, who was playing cards, drew a card and muttered, "You're overthinking it."

Bei Nuan: "Huh?"

Du Ruo shook his head. "Nothing."

Lu Xingchi smiled faintly and simply scrutinized her without any disguise.

Boss Lu had just talked about maintaining his humanity, but now his gaze looked a bit beastly.

Bei Nuan felt a little embarrassed and grabbed her jacket to wrap herself up tightly.

As she zipped up, she declared, "Let me tell you, my spatial ability has no physical form, so there's no need to hide it. It's useless even if you look."

Lu Xingchi replied, "When I asked you where your space was hidden before, you answered, 'Mind your own business? I won't tell you.'"

Lu Xingchi said slowly, "So, nine times out of ten, your space is indeed attached to a physical object, and you've hidden it somewhere. So where is it hidden?"

Bei Nuan turned her head away, not looking at him.

"Your face is red," Lu Xingchi studied Bei Nuan's expression. "It should be on you."

Bei Nuan: "…"

His observation and deduction were, indeed, quite correct.

The matters here seemed endless, and Bei Nuan had become some kind of leader, so it seemed they couldn't leave for a while.

Lu Xingchi discussed it with everyone, and their opinions were surprisingly consistent: There was no need to waste any more time talking to them; they should just slip away tonight while it was dark.

After the entire corridor was quiet, they waited a while longer before quietly leaving the room.

With the change in management, the keys to each cell were now distributed to the occupants, so leaving the room wasn't a problem.

The courtyard was quiet, everyone was asleep, and only two people on night watch duty were patrolling.

Lu Xingchi glanced at the warehouse, and the warehouse's iron gate immediately clanged several times.

The warehouse stored food, which was extremely important and most vulnerable to theft, so the night watchmen immediately rushed over.

Bei Nuan and the others took the opportunity to sneak to the back door. Lu Xingchi grasped the lock, and the door opened silently. They smoothly slipped out.

Lu Xingchi didn't forget to lock the door behind them.

Bei Nuan took the SUV from her space, opened the door, quickly jumped into the passenger seat, fastened her seatbelt, and raised her hand forward. "Quick! Let's go!"

Du Ruo and Jiang Fei, who hadn't gotten into the car yet: ???

Lu Xingchi laughed, "Are you afraid I'll leave you behind?"

Her thoughts were seen through by him.

From the moment they talked about leaving, Bei Nuan had been very anxious, fearing that Lu Xingchi would remember leaving her behind.

It was absolutely necessary not to mention this, let alone ask him. Maybe he had just forgotten about it in a moment of confusion.

Because this was really a suitable place to leave Bei Nuan.

The prison building was sturdy and easy to defend, a natural fortress.

Bei Nuan had also become some kind of leader. Even if she didn't have real power and was completely controlled by them, like a mascot, her treatment wouldn't be too bad.

So it was best not to remind him of this and just get in the car and leave quickly.

"Don't worry, I won't leave you behind."

Lu Xingchi waited for Du Ruo and the others to get in the car before slowly starting the engine.

"It's definitely not a good thing that everyone here thinks you have special abilities. And these people are cunning and will bully you. Besides, we also have to guard against the possibility of Huo Ren's group returning."

Bei Nuan was immediately touched.

Before she could be touched for half a second, strange sounds came from the Ninth Prison Shelter.

It was a man's screams, particularly shrill and piercing in the quiet night.

They exchanged glances and got out of the car again in tacit agreement.

Lu Xingchi did the same, opening the back door and returning.

The sound came from the same prison dormitory building that Lu Xingchi and the others had just left.

Lu Xingchi turned around, about to speak, but Bei Nuan had already automatically handed him the crossbow.

The two exchanged a smile in the darkness.

The sound came from the third floor. The screams stopped after a while, leaving only the banging sound of a door being hit.

Many people in other rooms were also woken up, and heads poked out of the rooms one after another to look around.

"Everyone, return to your rooms, lock your doors, and don't come out."

Lu Xingchi casually instructed while heading upstairs with the crossbow.

His tone was firm and beyond doubt, and many people obediently retreated to their rooms, the sounds of closing and locking doors everywhere.

As soon as they reached the third floor, they saw the leader of the Jiangdong gang and several others, wearing slippers, rushing down from upstairs with kitchen knives and riot forks.

"There are zombies? Where are the zombies?" he shouted, holding a knife.

It seemed that this person, despite his focus on power struggles, was quite courageous.

The incident happened in a room at the end of the corridor on the third floor.

The door was locked, and something inside seemed to want to come out, banging on the door.

Everyone arrived outside the door. Lu Xingchi raised his crossbow and said, "Step back."

Without him saying it a second time, everyone hid far away.

The door suddenly opened with a bang, and two figures, along with the open door, shot out like arrows.

But in the next second, they fell directly to the ground in front of Lu Xingchi.

They were two zombies.

Although their hair was disheveled, under the moonlight filtering in from the end of the corridor, they could still be recognized as two familiar faces.

It was the boy and his girlfriend who had been hung from the gate tower during the day.

Bei Nuan thought, it seemed they had been scratched by zombies after all.

It was too chaotic at the time, and they were hanging quite high, and they didn't seem to have any problems, so no one thought to carefully check them for injuries.

Fortunately, they had locked their door at night, and after turning, they couldn't get out, so the people on the first floor were spared.

Bei Nuan's thoughts continued, but a vague unease arose in her heart.

The unease grew stronger and stronger, like a large dark cloud, hanging over Bei Nuan's heart.

Bei Nuan frowned and thought for a moment, suddenly realizing what it was, and her whole heart felt like it had been struck by a heavy hammer.

Bei Nuan looked back at Du Ruo.

Du Ruo's expression was calm, but he was clutching his right hand with his left, his fingers stroking the bloodstains on the back of his hand.

The wound on his hand was from being scratched by the girl hanging from the gate during the day.

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