Volume One, Chapter 13: I Still Have X-Ray Vision

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Hearing the other speak so plainly, Qing Siyu couldn’t help but stomp her foot in frustration.

“Oh, dear senior, my most beloved senior, please have mercy on me.”

“I’m really so hungry. If you don’t give me something to eat soon, I might starve to death.”

“Surely, senior, you wouldn’t bear to watch your obedient junior starve herself, right?”

The voice message Qing Siyu sent was clearly tinged with a coquettish tone.

In the past, she had only used such charm on her elders—and it never failed.

Even her wealthy father, who managed millions in finance, couldn’t resist her coaxing.

Yet, Xiao Fancheng remained unmoved and impervious.

“No, now is the apocalypse. Water and supplies are only for my own little sister.”

“Your sweet talk won’t work on me.”

“Dear senior, dear big brother, I’m begging you…”

Qing Siyu spoke with a pitiful tone.

“Alright, go back and think it over.”

“Until you come to your senses, don’t waste my time.”

Xiao Fancheng smiled slyly.

After speaking, he lingered over the photos Qing Siyu had sent.

This young woman’s figure was truly to die for.

A pair of long, alabaster legs, straight yet full and enticing.

A slender waist that could be encircled by a single hand.

Beneath that stunning bust, her waist-to-hip ratio was simply divine.

It was hard to believe that a brand-new Audi A8 could still evoke the charm of an older model.

If he pressed the accelerator a few times…

It would be pure bliss.

Seeing Xiao Fancheng’s impervious attitude, Qing Siyu’s expression finally cracked.

This guy… he was truly shameless!

Just as she was silently dismayed, Xiao Fancheng sent another message.

Before, Qing Siyu would casually scroll through her phone, glancing at the messages sent punctually by her admirers.

She’d reply to a few at random.

If anyone dared send a voice message, she would instantly swipe to delete the chat.

But now, she immediately tapped open Xiao Fancheng’s message.

“A friendly reminder: your current floor is too low.”

“At six tomorrow morning, the blood mist will reach your bedside.”

“Madam, surely you don’t want to wake up to find half your body submerged in the blood mist, do you?”

“Huh?”

Qing Siyu froze, then looked down at the crimson dust with growing alarm.

It seemed the mist had only spread to the third floor so far.

Several floors still separated her from it.

Immediately, she asked with suspicion, “Senior, how do you know that?”

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“Could it be that you can foresee the future?”

Xiao Fancheng grinned proudly.

“Not only can I foresee the future, I also have X-ray vision.”

“Your left chest has a small birthmark, pale red in color.”

“It’s shaped like a square, about the size of a fingernail.”

At these words, Qing Siyu’s eyes widened.

Instinctively, she covered her chest with her hand.

“No way!”

She couldn’t fathom how Xiao Fancheng could know about her birthmark.

This red square was tiny and in an extremely private place.

It wasn’t obvious during childhood, only becoming clear as she grew up.

Apart from her mother, no other family member knew!

How on earth did he know?

Could he really have X-ray vision?

Watching Qing Siyu panic from a distance, Xiao Fancheng rolled his eyes silently.

Of course, it wasn’t X-ray vision.

In a past life, he had been unfortunate enough to be pinned down by a zombified Qing Siyu.

Originally, he had tried to push up her chin with his hand to fend off her biting.

Unexpectedly, her ample bosom burst forth, slapping his cheeks mercilessly.

At that time, Xiao Fancheng was still a pure, innocent virgin!

He had never encountered such a scene before.

It left an indelible shadow on his young heart.

“As long as you obediently listen to me, I can guarantee your chances of survival will greatly increase.”

“But if you don’t listen, then I’m powerless to help.”

Xiao Fancheng shrugged toward Qing Siyu on the balcony.

Qing Siyu was still in shock.

Though she didn’t understand how he knew her secret, there was no denying he was right.

He even described the size and position so precisely, as if he had seen it himself.

This man seemed truly formidable!

Qing Siyu couldn’t help but respect Xiao Fancheng more.

After all, doing what others could not was enough to spark any woman’s curiosity.

“Alright, I’ll listen to you.”

Seeing Qing Siyu obedient, Xiao Fancheng nodded and turned to go upstairs.

He wasn’t sure if she would encounter zombified mutants on the upper floors.

But it was better than staying put.

Better to take a chance than to wait to die.

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If Qing Siyu was lucky and survived this time,

then all would be well.

If not, Xiao Fancheng could do nothing.

After all, if they weren’t in the same building, he was powerless.

Meanwhile,

Wen Tingting and Tang Wanyu, once fake friends,

had completely broken ties.

They both knew this was no longer about a hot pot or a bottle of water.

It was about who could win Xiao Fancheng’s favor.

Whoever did had the best chance of surviving the apocalypse.

After all, they had seen with their own eyes that Xiao Fancheng had gone out carrying a pistol.

Soon after, the sound of gunshots rang out.

In the current situation,

Xiao Fancheng was undoubtedly a powerful man wielding extreme violence.

Women were naturally drawn to strength.

In middle and high school, they liked the rebellious blondes who dared defy teachers.

In college, they admired veterans turned instructors.

At work, they were easily attracted to leaders who could influence their promotions.

This was their subconscious survival instinct.

Compared to that, Xiao Fancheng had only used a rudimentary version of the emperor’s charm.

Subtly stirring jealousy and rivalry among the women.

Dividing them completely so they stood opposed to each other.

Meanwhile, he became the object they all sought to win over.

Back in the dormitory, Xiao Fancheng untied the two women and settled down comfortably.

Seeing this, Wen Tingting immediately approached, speaking coquettishly,

“Master, let me continue to massage you.”

Xiao Fancheng glanced at his phone and nodded indifferently.

Wen Tingting’s fingers then rested on his shoulder, kneading with just the right pressure.

Her soft bosom gently pressed against his back.

Tang Wanyu panicked at this sight.

Especially noticing the provoking glint in Wen Tingting’s eyes, her heart became chaotic.

“You bitch, I called you master first!”

“Besides, I’m older than you!”

Tang Wanyu cursed silently but refused to lose face.

She stepped forward and said,

“Good master, let me massage your feet.”

Then she knelt gently before Xiao Fancheng.

Tenderly removing his shoes, she placed his foot on her chest,

pressing down with her fingers.