Chapter 161: Your Doom Has Been Delivered (Complete)

"Why did you ask her?"

After the meeting ended, someone asked their companion with a puzzled look. Many of them had joined later, so they didn't know much about Ling Qiong. They only knew that this young lady kept a very high profile. She almost never wore the same outfit twice, and she had free access everywhere.

At this moment, hearing this, many curious people leaned in to gossip.

"Right, I'm curious too. Why did the base leader specifically ask for her opinion?"

"She dresses like a celebrity walking the red carpet every day. We're in the apocalypse here, and people are struggling just to eat..."

Quite a few people had objections to this. While ordinary people were still worrying about getting enough to eat, she was out here living in luxury...

"She holds a veto power. For all major decisions, of course, her opinion must be asked. But I've never seen her use this veto power yet," someone who knew the inside story explained to them.

Everyone was surprised: "Why?"

Even Base Leader Wang didn't have that much authority.

"Didn't you guys know?" The person explaining looked quite surprised. "This City C base was built by her in the first place."

"..."

"?????"

These people were obviously fresh recruits who didn't know how this seemingly delicate little girl used to blow up zombies' heads. With some free time, the knowledgeable person decided to popularize her importance to them.

"Don't judge a book by its cover," that person said earnestly. "She is much more formidable than you can imagine."

"..."

After hearing the explanation, everyone looked at each other in dismay. After a moment, someone asked, "Then doesn't Base Leader Wang feel threatened?"

"Threatened by what?"

"Overshadowing the master. Aren't people in their position afraid of that?"

If she was really as formidable as they said, could Base Leader Wang tolerate it? The young lady spent her days idle, doing seemingly nothing, and there didn't seem to be any faction in the base blindly following her. Yet Base Leader Wang actually allowed her to hold this veto power.

"Base Leader Wang isn't that kind of person. He genuinely wants everyone to get better."

"And besides, do you really think she hasn't done anything? Do you know who is in charge of personnel transfers and material distribution right now?"

"I know material distribution is handled by that guy named An Changjing."

"Personnel transfers seem to be handled by someone with the surname Fang..."

"Fang Sanqian and An Changjing are both her people. And the laboratory is managed by Mr. Jiang. People aren't fools; how could they just hand everything over?"

Personnel transfers and supplies were the absolute top priorities right now, and they were both tightly gripped in her people's hands. Even if Base Leader Wang had any ideas, how would he dare to act rashly? Besides, Base Leader Wang really wasn't that kind of person.

Everyone couldn't help but glance over toward Ling Qiong.

The young lady was leaning against Jiang Xunchu, listening to An Changjing speak with a somewhat listless expression. Eventually, she waved her hand and dismissed An Changjing. Jiang Xunchu tidied up their things, and the two of them spoke briefly with Base Leader Wang before leaving together.

...

Coming out from Base Leader Wang's place, the weather was freezing and it was still snowing, so the two of them went straight back.

"Brother, I'm cold." The window hadn't been closed when they left, making the room exceptionally cold. Ling Qiong shrank her shoulders. The fluffy white coat looked nice, but it was actually quite thin and let the wind right through.

"I told you not to dress so lightly." Jiang Xunchu hurriedly rushed over to close the window while grumbling at her a couple of times.

Ling Qiong blew into her hands. "Brother, warm me up."

Jiang Xunchu held her hands, rubbing them back and forth to generate heat.

She raised her little face, her eyes as crystal-clear as the ice and snow outside. "Brother, using your body would be a lot faster, you know."

Jiang Xunchu: "..."

Everything she said before was just paving the way for this line, wasn't it?

...

Night blanketed the earth, and the snow fell softly. Jiang Xunchu picked up the messy clothes scattered on the floor, found a clean pair of pajamas from the closet, and coaxed Ling Qiong into cleaning up and changing.

After tidying up, Jiang Xunchu boiled a bowl of porridge, brought it in, and called Ling Qiong to get up and eat.

Ling Qiong sat up dizzily, her eyes closed, her head bobbing up and down. "What is it?"

"Eat something."

"Not eating."

With that, she prepared to fall back down.

Jiang Xunchu hauled her back up. "Be a good girl, eat first and then sleep."

Ling Qiong felt a bit irritated. With her eyes still closed, she opened her mouth directly: "Ah..."

Jiang Xunchu: "..."

Jiang Xunchu felt that taking care of Ling Qiong was much more troublesome than running experiments in the lab. This little ancestor was delicate and fussy, making her extremely hard to serve. Yet, troublesome as it was, Jiang Xunchu felt that taking care of her was much more interesting than doing experiments in the lab.

His father used to say that when he had a daughter in the future, he should raise her like a princess... It seemed that wasn't wrong at all.

"Brother, I'll accompany you to practice marksmanship." As soon as Ling Qiong came back from outside, she headed straight to Jiang Xunchu's study, leaned against the desk, and dropped that line.

"????"

Why bring this up out of nowhere? His physical stamina might have improved a bit, but that didn't mean his other "sports" had improved! He didn't want to go!

"I still have some things to finish writing, so I won't go," Jiang Xunchu politely declined.

"Didn't you promise me before that you would practice?"

"...I'll go as soon as I finish writing."

Ling Qiong caught the reluctance in Jiang Xunchu's eyes; he didn't like holding weapons. Rolling her eyes, Ling Qiong walked around the desk and hooked his chin with her fingertips. "Then let's practice a different kind of marksmanship."

"???"

In the end, Jiang Xunchu naturally failed to finish writing his things.

Ling Qiong felt that since she only had three years, she had better sleep enough to make it worthwhile, otherwise hadn't her money spent on top-ups gone to waste?

Ling Qiong's last card displayed the brightly lit night view of the entire city. Jiang Xunchu proposed to her during the New Year's countdown of the second year, on top of the tallest building in City C, where the panoramic view of the entire city could be seen.

Since they were still in apocalypse survival mode, they didn't hold a wedding ceremony. Of course, Ling Qiong didn't care about such superficialities either. With her favorite character in hand, the happiness was doubled.

...

The vaccine played a massive role. Although zombies couldn't be wiped out in a short time, humanity finally got a breathing space, and people no longer had to worry about mutating after being bitten by a zombie. Life seemed to have hope once again.

City C became a place that all survivors yearned for.

Ling Qiong accompanied Jiang Xunchu through those three years. When it was time to leave, there was some reluctance to part, but not to the point of obsession.

"Brother."

"Hmm?"

"I like you."

Jiang Xunchu smiled in the sunlight and replied softly, "I like you too."

The image gradually froze, the fluttering window curtains hung suspended in mid-air, and all the hustle and bustle vanished. The young and handsome face of the man slowly faded, and the surrounding environment was swallowed by darkness.

...

When everything plunged into pitch darkness and nothing could be seen, Ling Qiong naturally offered a suggestion to Shanshan, "You guys really need to come up with an anti-addiction mode."

This was because her "father" here was clear-headed enough. If it were replaced by an oblivious player, things could easily go wrong.

[Dear, we will consider it.] It's more like you're fickle enough! Loving one person after another, climbing over the relationship wall faster than anyone else! Heartless woman!

"Did you guys fix the bug?"

[Dear, the game time and real-time are inconsistent...]

"So that means it wasn't fixed?"

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