A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse

Qiu Zhengxun, given his temperament, would absolutely not let Bei Nuan go even if she won the cage fight again.

However, since the big boss said to go, then she would go. It wasn't a big deal.

Bei Nuan followed them out of the warehouse.

It turned out that after being held by Lu Xingchi and having a sound sleep, it was already a new day.

The casino outside had opened its doors and was bustling with activity again.

The casino's kitchen had started working again, and the corridors were filled with people coming and going. Everyone was busy with their own work. Uncle Shi's incident of being bitten by a zombie only caused a small ripple before disappearing without a trace.

Countless people poured into the casino, and it looked the same as last night.

Still without daylight, brightly lit, and filled with the clamor of voices, it was like a chaotic end-of-the-world carnival.

The crowd surged in front of the fighting cage.

Qiu Ji glanced at his brother. "Brother, don't you have a lot of things to do? Aren't you busy?"

Qiu Zhengxun sat down in his comfortable seat. "I want to watch the cage fight with my own eyes before I leave."

Bei Nuan thought to herself, Let me translate that for you: I want to watch Bei Nuan get gnawed on by zombies with my own eyes before I leave.

He, a Qiu Ye, was really at odds with her today.

"So what's your new method for the cage fight?" Bei Nuan asked Qiu Ji.

Qiu Ji patiently explained it to her.

The new gameplay involved adding an iron fence in the middle of the fighting cage, dividing the cage into left and right sides. Each side had one person, simultaneously fighting zombies in their respective cages.

The cage fight itself was no different; the difference lay in the pre-fight setup.

Before the fight, the two participants would each receive two cards.

One card had a person drawn on it, and the other card had a wolf.

There were only two bullets in total. The two participants would distribute these two bullets by playing their cards.

They could choose to play either the person card or the wolf card, but the distribution of bullets would differ based on the cards played.

If both played the person card, each would receive one bullet, allowing them to kill the zombie in their own cage.

If one played the person card and the other played the wolf card, both bullets would go to the person who played the wolf card, leaving the other person to face the zombie with an empty gun.

However, if both played the wolf card, the casino would confiscate both bullets, leaving both participants without bullets and facing certain death.

"We've been playing this way for several days now, and most people are cheating," Qiu Ji told Bei Nuan, his eyes filled with worry.

"They each swear they'll play the person card, tricking the other person into doing the same, but they're actually thinking of playing the wolf card to get both bullets for themselves."

For ordinary people killing zombies, one bullet wasn't necessarily a sure thing.

The most advantageous tactic was to trick the other person into playing the person card while playing the wolf card oneself, thus obtaining both bullets.

The problem was, when both people thought this way, the result was terrifying.

Both would play the wolf card, both would have no bullets, and both would die.

Qiu Ji said, "The prize money for the new gameplay is very generous, so many people are willing to take the risk. In the past two days, several pairs have played the wolf card together and died in the mouths of zombies."

"There are also those who believed the other person's lies, played the person card, and ended up having all the bullets taken away."

Qiu Ji was right. This cage fight wasn't about fighting zombies; it was about fighting people.

This was a psychological battle, and people were far more terrifying than zombies.

More and more people filled the casino, and countless people gathered in front of the iron cage, waiting to watch today's exciting show.

Suddenly, Bei Nuan saw Lu Xingchi in the crowd.

He walked to a less crowded area of the casino, crossed his arms, leaned against the wall, looked towards Bei Nuan, and smiled faintly at her.

He had come out of the warehouse.

With him there, Bei Nuan wasn't afraid of any person cards, wolf cards, god cards, or ghost cards, no matter how they were played.

The big boss was in place, and Bei Nuan cheered up, asking excitedly, "I understand the rules. Shall we start now?"

Qiu Ji: ???

Qiu Zhengxun: ???

After waiting a while longer, the number of people in the casino increased considerably, and the cage fight was truly about to begin.

The strong man from last night came over and, seeing Bei Nuan, was momentarily stunned.

Bei Nuan greeted him cheerfully, "Hi! It's me again!"

The strong man glanced at Qiu Zhengxun, not daring to speak, and directly led Bei Nuan away.

After walking a short distance, the strong man quickly whispered to Bei Nuan, "Today's gameplay is different. They will all try to trick you into playing the person card and take your bullets. Don't fall for it."

Bei Nuan humbly asked for advice, "But if I play the wolf card too, and two wolf cards meet, won't the bullets be confiscated by you?"

The strong man scratched his head.

The two arrived on the stage.

Many people in the audience had already recognized Bei Nuan and were whispering amongst themselves.

"Is that the little girl who won the cage fight last night?"

"Yes, that's the one, with the F-rank tag!"

"Why is she back? Didn't she earn a lot yesterday?"

"She was lucky yesterday. It might not be the same next time. Didn't they say today's gameplay is new? People often die with the new gameplay."

Bei Nuan stood on the familiar stage, and after the strong man read out her basic information as usual, she saw a young man in his twenties being brought in from outside.

This should be Bei Nuan's opponent for the first round.

The young man looked like a typical otaku, with a sallow complexion and obvious nervousness on his face.

He was flustered as he walked up the steps, not knowing where to look, and almost tripped over a step, causing a burst of laughter from the audience below.

After reaching the top of the steps, he finally saw Bei Nuan waiting on stage. When he clearly saw Bei Nuan's small face, he was visibly dumbfounded.

He probably never expected his opponent to be such a young girl.

At the same time, the strong man was reading from his small notebook, "Now coming up is a C-rank, with zero zombie kills. Those who want to place bets, hurry up!"

Curious, Bei Nuan quietly asked the strong man, "Did anyone bet on me winning today?"

Today, there were three or four waiters in charge of taking bets, scattered among the crowd, more than yesterday. Bei Nuan couldn't tell which one was responsible for bets on her winning.

The strong man pointed to one of the waiters, "Those who go to her are betting on you to win."

Today, there were actually a few people who went to bet on Bei Nuan winning.

Perhaps it was because Bei Nuan had won a cage fight yesterday that people, tempted by the high odds, wanted to take a gamble.

After the noisy crowd below had placed their bets, the strong man brought up four cards, giving two to Bei Nuan and two to the young man.

Bei Nuan glanced at them. The backs of the two cards were the same, but the front of one had a peaceful-looking person, and the other had a snarling wolf.

The strong man told them, "You have three minutes to decide which card to play. You can communicate with each other within these three minutes. Once the time is up, you must play your card."

"Will you play the person card?" Bei Nuan asked the young man directly.

The young man was evasive, his head slightly lowered, not daring to meet Bei Nuan's eyes. He mumbled, "I'll definitely play the person card."

Bei Nuan smiled at him. "I'll definitely play the person card too. That way, we can each get a bullet."

The young man involuntarily looked up at Bei Nuan.

Her eyes were clear, and her face was so innocently pure that she didn't seem human. Her gaze towards him was peaceful and sincere.

The young man had never seen such eyes before; they were eyes that only angels would have.

"Don't be afraid. We'll both survive," she said.

Under her gentle tone, the young man suddenly calmed down.

He was just an ordinary laborer, not a good person, but definitely not a bad person either. He had joined the gambling game to earn money and had been wavering before coming on stage.

He wanted to play the person card but had many concerns, fearing that the other person might be a liar and take his bullet.

He wanted to take a gamble and play the wolf card, but he was afraid that the other person would have the same thought and also play a wolf card, leading to both of their deaths.

But Bei Nuan's eyes were undoubtedly pure and holy, and when she looked at him, they were filled with complete trust.

Under her gaze, the young man made up his mind.

Putting all his scheming and suspicion behind him, things suddenly became very simple.

"Time's up. Choose your cards and place them on the table," the strong man said.

Bei Nuan gave the young man another imperceptible glance, drew a card, placed it face down on the table.

The young man took a deep breath and also placed his card face down on the table.

The strong man said, "Turn over your cards."

The two turned over their cards.

Two person cards.

Fair and reasonable, one bullet each.

The audience below stirred, and many people let out sighs of relief.

Bei Nuan's face was so beautiful that many people couldn't help but worry, fearing that she would be tricked out of her bullets.

The moment the cards were turned over, the young man's heart almost jumped to his throat. Seeing that Bei Nuan had indeed played a person card, he let out a long breath.

Bei Nuan smiled at him.

From the moment he came on stage and was stunned by Bei Nuan, she knew she could persuade him to play the person card.

Two person cards were the best outcome.

With one bullet loaded in each of their guns, they walked into the fighting cage, which was now divided in half.

Bei Nuan glanced at Lu Xingchi again.

He was still leaning against the wall, his brow slightly furrowed, watching Bei Nuan intently.

A button on his shirt collar was undone, revealing a bit of his elegant collarbone, probably accidentally pulled open during their kiss.

Bei Nuan quickly pulled her wandering thoughts back and gripped the gun in her hand.

With him there, Bei Nuan wasn't worried about her safety at all. Her only thought was to fire the gun flawlessly and not lose face in front of him.

Two zombie cages were brought up and placed into the two sides of the fighting cage.

Bei Nuan found her position and steadily raised her gun towards the cage door.

The gun rack wasn't nervous at all today, even less so than yesterday.

The cage door opened. This time, Bei Nuan was experienced and more confident. Without waiting for the zombie to get too close, she fired.

One shot, one kill, hitting the center of the forehead accurately.

The first thing Bei Nuan did after firing was to look back at Lu Xingchi.

Lu Xingchi was still standing in his original position, gazing at her from afar. When he saw her looking over, he gave her a thumbs-up with his arms still crossed.

This thumbs-up, personally certified by Big Boss Lu, made Bei Nuan happier than the more than 10,000 yuan she had won yesterday.

Bei Nuan then remembered to look at the adjacent cage.

The young man had already fired his gun. Although his shot was a bit off, it was a success, and he had dealt with the zombie.

He excitedly walked out of the cage, took the bag of prize chips from the strong man, and left the stage.

Bei Nuan thought, You're leaving, but I have to continue.

Bei Nuan didn't even leave the stage.

The audience below finally realized that the girl was going to participate in the next round, and the murmurs grew louder and louder.

"Is this little girl being forced to fight?"

"She has already won two rounds yesterday and today, and they still won't let her go. Does someone want to see her eaten by zombies?"

Bei Nuan thought, You're so smart. You guessed right.

This time, the number of people betting on Bei Nuan to win had significantly increased.

Before the other opponent even appeared, people had already started betting on Bei Nuan's side, and the previously neglected waiter was now surrounded by a wall of people.

Bei Nuan's opponent was finally brought in from offstage.

It was actually an acquaintance.

A burly man swaggered onto the stage, wearing a white tank top that revealed his two heavily tattooed arms covered in blue patterns.

It was the tattooed brother who had generously thrown out 200 yuan when they had left S City and encountered the villagers blocking the road.

He recognized Bei Nuan at a glance and was also startled. "It's you? Little girl, why are you here too?"

He looked Bei Nuan up and down, his face full of disapproval. "You're just a little girl, why did you come here to fight in the cage?"

Seeing a familiar face, Bei Nuan couldn't help but lower her voice and whisper the truth, "I was forced."

The tattooed brother's brows furrowed deeply.

Before he could say anything more, the strong man announced loudly, "This contestant is B-rank, and his kill count, according to him, is too many to remember. Everyone, place your bets quickly!"

A big and strong B-rank with countless zombie kills sharing the stage with a small and weak F-rank had a startling effect. The crowd below erupted in an uproar, and the side betting on the B-rank to win was instantly packed.

Bei Nuan carefully observed the tattooed brother.

It had been so long since the apocalypse began, and after traveling so far among the zombies, she wondered if he was still the same as he was back then, with his original intentions unchanged.

The strong man dealt them their cards.

They only had three minutes to talk.

As soon as the tattooed brother received his cards, he said, "How about I play the wolf card, you play the person card, I take both bullets, and help you take down the zombie?"

Bei Nuan didn't answer, silently staring at him.

The tattooed brother looked back at the fighting cage and shook his head, dismissing the idea. "No, the space is too small, and the zombies are too fast. I can't manage both sides alone."

He worriedly asked Bei Nuan, "Can you use a gun?"

Bei Nuan nodded. "I've already killed two with a gun."

"Good," the tattooed brother said. "You play the wolf card, I'll play the person card, and both bullets are yours."

Bei Nuan: ?

"What are you looking at me for? Don't look at me."

The tattooed brother proudly clenched his strong fists and showed them to Bei Nuan.

"I've killed several zombies with my fists. Just aim for the head and punch hard, no problem at all."

Killing with fists might work, but it definitely carried the risk of infection.

"Don't worry about playing the wolf card. My fists are no worse than a gun. A gun might not hit, but my fists are always accurate," the tattooed brother said.

The three minutes were up, and the strong man asked them to place their cards.

Bei Nuan looked into the tattooed brother's eyes again, trying to discern his sincerity like Lu Xingchi did.

She drew a card and placed it face down on the table.

The strong man announced, "Turn over your cards."

Two person cards again.

The tattooed brother frowned at Bei Nuan, about to say something, when Bei Nuan smiled brightly at him. "I only need one bullet."

The two entered the fighting cage.

After the zombie cages were brought in, Bei Nuan assumed her usual gun rack posture and couldn't help but glance at the tattooed brother.

The brother was truly fierce.

He didn't stand far away like Bei Nuan but walked up to the zombie cage with his gun, ready to fire as soon as the zombie came out of the cage, according to the rules.

The cage doors opened, and two gunshots rang out.

Both were equally swift and decisive.

After they left the cage and received their prize money, the tattooed brother noticed that Bei Nuan had no intention of leaving and asked in a low voice, "Why aren't you leaving?"

Bei Nuan told him truthfully, "I can't leave. I still have another round."

"Another round?" The tattooed brother was a bit puzzled, but still said, "I'll wait for you below. I have something to tell you after you're done. Be careful."

Bei Nuan safely won the second round.

The audience below went wild.

A little girl with an F-rank tag had actually won two consecutive cage fights. Such a miraculous thing had never happened on the island before.

Yet, she still showed no sign of leaving the stage.

Someone in the audience directly asked Bei Nuan, "Why aren't you leaving? Is someone forcing you to fight?"

Bei Nuan didn't speak.

She bit her lip, clasped her hands behind her back, and stood pitifully on the stage. Although she didn't speak, her expression said it all.

The crowd was completely enraged.

This girl, who had won two rounds but still couldn't leave, aroused everyone's protective instincts. The people below shouted in unison:

"Let her go!"

"Let her go!"

"Let her go!"

Bei Nuan glanced at Qiu Zhengxun sitting in the opposite seat.

Qiu Ye sat upright, his expression quite colorful. He had probably never encountered such a situation before.

The angry audience shouting below included not only laborers but also members of their gang, all shouting the same three words.

The roars below were like a tidal wave. The strong man tried to control the situation, having the waiters walk into the crowd to take bets while bringing the third person up.

This time, when placing bets, a large group of people flocked to the waiter taking bets on Bei Nuan, crowding together.

Everyone was betting on Bei Nuan to win.

Some genuinely believed that this extraordinary F-rank girl would win again. Others, even if they didn't think she would win, bet on her to show their support.

There were hardly any people left betting on Bei Nuan to lose.

The third person was brought up.

Bei Nuan glanced at him and, based on her years of experience in lying and deceiving, knew immediately—

This was definitely a con man.

He was a man in his forties, wearing a grayish jacket, somewhat thin, and hunched over. He looked like a school dean, walking onto the stage with a smile, looking directly at Bei Nuan.

As soon as he got on stage, he asked Bei Nuan in a gentle tone, like an elder caring for a younger generation, "Little girl, why are you cage fighting at such a young age?"

Bei Nuan calmly replied, "Oh, I need money."

Then she asked, "What about you? Do you need money too?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback, probably not expecting her to be so direct. He was a little embarrassed, vaguely hummed in agreement, and immediately asked, "Do you understand the rules?"

His tone wasn't like someone coming to fight, but rather like a referee.

Bei Nuan nodded.

The middle-aged man continued to instruct, "Then it's settled. We both play the person card, each gets a bullet, kills the zombie on our side, and we both get the money, okay?"

Bei Nuan blinked and asked innocently, "What if I play the person card, and you play the wolf card?"

The middle-aged man immediately replied in an offended tone, "How is that possible? Uncle is definitely not that kind of person."

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