Chapter 59: Ye Feng Departs, Golden Tripod Hotel

Inside the RV, Ye Feng sat on the sofa, brewing two cups of coffee.

The custom-modified RV boasted top-tier soundproofing and stability, meaning the chaos of the outside world could not penetrate the interior at all. The occupants simply needed to sit back, wait patiently, and they would easily reach their destination.

The modified RV sped all the way down the road!

Ye Feng handed a cup of coffee to Nan Shiyin.

Nan Shiyin took the cup and took a small sip. However, she remained anxious and visibly on edge, unable to sit still.

"Don't worry, your aunt will be fine," Ye Feng comforted her.

Nan Shiyin nodded and glanced down at her phone screen once more.

"Brother Ye Feng, how… how much longer until we reach the hotel?"

Ye Feng glanced at the navigation route and their speed.

"About ten more minutes!"

Nan Shiyin let out a sigh of relief, murmuring to herself, "Ten minutes should be fine. That will definitely be okay."

Just then, Nan Shiyin's phone vibrated suddenly.

A jolt ran through her heart.

She immediately swiped open the screen and tapped on the notification.

However, the moment Nan Shiyin saw the message, her mind went completely blank with a loud buzzing sound.

When she finally regained her senses, she hurriedly sent a flurry of messages to Nan Ruyan.

Yet her messages vanished into the void like stones sinking into the sea, receiving no response whatsoever.

Noticing that something was wrong with Nan Shiyin, Ye Feng quickly asked, "Shiyin, what's wrong? What happened?"

A look of deep sorrow flashed in Nan Shiyin's beautiful eyes, and tears welled up.

"Brother Ye Feng, we're too late!"

"My aunt just sent a message saying she's been bitten by a zombie!"

Hearing this, Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat.

"Bitten by a zombie?!"

Generally speaking, once infected with the zombie virus, mutation occurred within about five minutes.

Ye Feng let out a soft sigh of regret.

Such a stunning beauty, turned into a zombie? Truly, misfortune often befell the fair.

Indeed, in the face of natural disaster, status and beauty meant nothing; destruction treated everyone equally.

Nan Shiyin's eyes were red and swollen, her voice choked with sobs.

"Brother Ye Feng, we… we don't need to waste time going to the Golden Cauldron Hotel anymore!"

"Sob, sob… I sent a few more messages, but… but my aunt isn't answering me…"

...

Let us turn the clock back just a little.

Nine o'clock in the morning.

At this time, Ye Feng and Nan Shiyin were still asleep in the staff dormitory.

Meanwhile, on the eighth floor of the Golden Cauldron Hotel, more than a dozen survivors had gathered inside a back-kitchen storeroom.

"Roar, roar, roar…"

"Awoo!"

Outside the kitchen storeroom, the continuous howling of zombies echoed through the air.

Nan Ruyan hid in a corner, her face etched with profound worry.

Looking at the others around her, their expressions were mostly numb, their eyes dull and vacant.

She let out a helpless sigh.

When the disaster struck, Nan Ruyan had been representing her company, negotiating business with another firm. Who could have predicted that the political winds would shift so violently, bringing about the apocalypse?

Most of the people around her had transformed into flesh-eating monsters in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, under the protection of her bodyguard, Li Jiandong, she had managed to flee and hide inside this kitchen storeroom.

A little over ten survivors had sought refuge here. They had survived up to this point by relying on the raw ingredients stored within the kitchen.

Over the past few days, their mental states had undergone drastic shifts. From clinging to fragile fantasies and waiting for rescue, to the emergence of superhuman ability users and the total collapse of societal order. The internet frequently reported harrowing tales of humans slaughtering one another—even instances of cannibalism occurred from time to time.

The atmosphere inside the storeroom grew increasingly sinister.

Until yesterday afternoon, when they completely ran out of food. This signified one thing: they were all going to starve to death!

Hidden in her corner, Nan Ruyan felt a crushing despair grip her heart.

She had sent out pleas for help countless times! Unfortunately, under the current circumstances, how many people possessed the excess capacity to save anyone else?

At that moment, a sharp female voice shattered the silence.

"Fatty, you've been eating the most out of everyone these past few days. I saw you with my own eyes hiding food yesterday—hand it over right now! Everyone else is starving."

Nan Ruyan raised her eyes to look.

The speaker was the administrative secretary from the partner company. In her memory, the woman had been a gentle young lady who wore black silk stockings and possessed lovely legs.

Now, she seemed completely transformed.

The black-silk secretary appeared to have failed in her negotiation with the chubby young man and was currently trying to physically wrestle him.

"I didn't! Don't you dare frame me out of nowhere!" the chubby youth shouted with a panicked expression.

Right then, a burly, broad-shouldered man in the corner abruptly lifted his head, his eyes gleaming with greed.

His name was Li Jiandong, and he served as Nan Ruyan's bodyguard and driver.

At the very beginning of the apocalypse, it was precisely under Li Jiandong's protection that Nan Ruyan had managed to survive by the skin of her teeth.

At first, Li Jiandong had treated Nan Ruyan with the utmost respect.

However, as time wore on, Li Jiandong gradually realized that he was the true master of this domain. His attitude toward her became increasingly discourteous. Over the past couple of days, the way he looked at her had even grown somewhat abnormal.

Nan Ruyan understood it clearly in her heart. If not for the presence of so many other people in the room, which kept Li Jiandong somewhat restrained...

The sense of crisis gripping Nan Ruyan grew heavier by the minute.

Yet she was utterly powerless to stop it!

Li Jiandong strode toward the chubby youth with long, heavy steps and barked sternly, "Hiding stuff? Hand it over immediately!"

The chubby youth's eyes darted about evasively as he continued to argue stubbornly, "I didn't… Don't listen to that woman's bullshit!"

"I saw it with my own eyes! How could I be wrong?!" the black-silk secretary shrieked shrilly.

Li Jiandong bent down and began tearing at the chubby youth's clothes.

"Get away! Let me go!" the chubby youth struggled fiercely.

However, he was utterly incapable of resisting the powerfully built Li Jiandong.

It didn't take long.

*Clatter, clatter, clatter…*

Half a bag of white sugar and two cucumbers tumbled out from right inside the crotch of the chubby youth's pants!

A mixture of disgust and elation flashed across Li Jiandong's face.

Continuing his search to ensure the chubby youth had no other hidden goods, Li Jiandong unceremoniously scooped up the items and turned to leave.

Wailing pitifully, the chubby youth grabbed onto the hem of Li Jiandong's trousers and cried out in agony, "Don't take it all! These are mine, they're all mine!"

"Get the hell away from me!" Li Jiandong kicked him flat onto the ground with a single blow.

The chubby youth collapsed onto the floor, groaning incessantly.

Seeing this scene, everyone else stared hungrily at the food.

A ferocious expression distorted Li Jiandong's features.

"Get lost! All of you, get away from me!"

"This little bit isn't even enough between my teeth. Whoever tries to grab it, I'll kill him!"

Li Jiandong brandished the kitchen knife in his hand.

Faced with the blade, the crowd cowered back into their corners with fearful expressions. Li Jiandong was the strongest fighter here, and no one wanted to offend him. Besides, they had only been starving for a single day; they had not yet lost their minds entirely.

Only the black-silk secretary, who had previously exposed the chubby youth's secret, carefully scurried over.

"Big Brother, I contributed too… Please give me a little bit to eat..."

Li Jiandong paused to think, then pinched a clump of white sugar between his fingers and shoved it into the woman's mouth.

The black-silk secretary's eyes lit up as she greedily darted her tongue out to lick it clean.

Witnessing this spectacle, Li Jiandong felt a profound sense of satisfaction.

In the corner, a young man with a flattop haircut clenched his fists, an expression of intense resentment twisting his features. He was an admirer of the black-silk secretary and worked at the same company.

The woman quickly finished licking up the white sugar.

"Big Brother, can you give me a little more..." the black-silk secretary pleaded, licking the corners of her lips with lingering dissatisfaction.

Annoyed, Li Jiandong pushed the woman aside and barked, "There's no more."

Afterward, he cast a sideways glance at Nan Ruyan.

*If only you were as proactive as this woman,* he thought to himself, *how wonderful that would be...*

Li Jiandong walked straight over to a corner and began to enjoy the white sugar and cucumbers, drawing a chorus of frantic swallowing from the surrounding crowd.

He still maintained his vigilance, never letting go of his weapon.

Before long, the food was practically wiped out, leaving only a tiny residue of white sugar.

Li Jiandong suddenly spoke up:

"Manager Nan, do you want some?"