Watching the calm and professional Secretary Gu in front of him, Zhou Wangye couldn’t help but shake his head inwardly.
He had clearly been influenced by Lin Ran, catching himself with such ridiculous thoughts.
At a time like this, who had time for love-struck nonsense? Secretary Gu certainly didn’t.
He knew better than anyone how she had come from the provincial exams, establishing herself single-handedly in the capital city.
After the apocalypse, she had awakened her spatial ability immediately, taking charge without help.
Back at the company, she had been diligent and proper, never overstepping bounds.
Now, in this end-of-the-world scenario, she was resolute and decisive, revealing not a trace of personal feelings.
The words “unyielding and steadfast” seemed tailor-made for her.
How could he, after a few nonsensical words from Lin Ran, doubt that such a capable secretary might harbor feelings for him?
Absurd.
He found the thought absurd, and even more absurd that he had actually listened to Lin Ran.
Lin Ran, standing beside him, caught the change in his expression. Seeing the doubt in his eyes dissipate, she remained unhurried.
The seed of suspicion, once planted, would sprout eventually.
Zhou Wangye had never been a boss to act impulsively, nor a tyrant.
He felt it necessary to explain clearly:
“Even a level-three psychic zombie can control hundreds of zombies to besiege us.”
“If we don’t kill it now, and it kills a few more ability users to reach level four or five, do you think it could control zombies to take down our vehicle? Could we safely return to the city?”
“Or later, if it becomes a Zombie King, could it control tens of thousands of zombies to besiege the city base?”
Hearing this, Gu Xiangwan felt suddenly enlightened.
She thought: President Zhou isn’t the type of man to act without thinking.
Moreover, he already disliked Lin Ran, and wouldn’t risk doing something reckless just to please her.
She skillfully mounted her professional smile: “As subordinates, we naturally support President Zhou’s decisions.”
Outside the business car, the cloaked zombie grew impatient. Were these humans trying to stall for time?
As it leveled up, it gradually regained fragments of memory.
It had deliberately chosen the RDC distribution center’s gate, waiting for humans who came seeking supplies to walk right into its trap.
After killing a few ability users, it quickly reached level three.
It had expected the people inside the car to panic and flee like the others.
But their vehicle was so solid, ordinary zombies couldn’t smash it.
Hmph! These people must have been rich before the apocalypse!
Parasites of society, vampires of the poor!
It hated rich people the most—they deserved to die!
Smelling the delicious aura of the ability users inside, its blood boiled with anticipation.
It couldn’t wait any longer!
It sent the mindless zombies to climb onto the front windshield, stacking them layer by layer.
It refused to believe the glass wouldn’t break.
But the next second, it couldn’t believe its eyes.
The piles of zombies on the windshield vanished into thin air.
It had no time to think and tried to send more zombies forward.
Yet as dozens of zombies climbed the windshield again, they disappeared immediately.
“Gah—!”
It let out a furious roar.
After the third attempt, it got smart and kept its gaze fixed on the car.
Finally, it saw a thin vine extend from the side window, sneakingily wrapping up the zombies on the windshield.
Then, its zombie minions disappeared completely.
Inside the business car, Secretary Wang pursed his lips, feeling embarrassed.
The vine, extended from his palm, was gently held by the senior lady (Lin Ran). He felt an indescribable shame.
The vine came from his body, so any external touch felt unnatural.
Her hand was soft and delicate; he even felt a little ticklish.
Excited, Lin Ran’s voice came from beside him:“Secretary Wang, the zombies are now safely in my spatial domain. Prepare yourself—the next batch of new zombies will soon be restrained on the windshield.”
Her spatial ability had officially reached level three; technically 1,000 cubic meters, but she publicly claimed only 300 cubic meters.
Time in the spatial domain didn’t flow—it only stored objects quietly.
Living humans couldn’t enter, but zombies could.
Once inside, zombies remained motionless.
This method was perfect for handling zombies: no energy spent, no mental strain, while steadily reducing the attacking horde outside.
A level-three psychic zombie could only control zombies within a few hundred meters—not beyond.
Her space was enough to contain all the outside zombies.
Hearing this, Secretary Wang hurriedly said: “Understood, senior lady.”
Just thinking that she would touch the vine to bind zombies into the spatial domain made his heart race.
No other reason—she was just too beautiful, like a celebrity.
He meant no impropriety.
Looking up, he saw President Zhou glaring at him.
He forced a calm nod.
But inwardly: I haven’t done anything, just following the senior lady’s orders. And these were your orders, sir!
Gu Xiangwan, focused entirely on Zhou Wangye, naturally noticed his gaze.
Why was the President staring at Secretary Wang?
Jealousy?
No, no! Impossible.
Last night, she had seen Lin Ran crying and running from Zhou Wangye’s room, and heard his furious “Get out!” before the door closed.
Clearly, Lin Ran had failed.
She hated Lin Ran, but had to admit, Lin Ran was very beautiful.
If the President had even been slightly swayed, he wouldn’t have thrown her out half-dressed and left her outside.
Before, he had once thrown Lin Ran, half-dressed, out of the room without a shred of pity.
Thinking of this, Gu Xiangwan relaxed slightly.
“President Zhou, perhaps this plan should be executed by me. After all, senior lady’s space is only 300 cubic meters, while mine is 1,000 cubic meters.”
“It would be more suitable to first contain these zombies in my space, don’t you agree?”
Before Zhou Wangye could react, Lin Ran interjected:“This method was my idea, and my space is sufficient for these zombies. So no one is allowed to compete with me—the level-three psychic zombie core belongs to me!”
Gu Xiangwan lowered her eyes, hiding her disgust: Lin Ran is so annoying… why didn’t she turn into a zombie when the apocalypse started?
But in one thing, Lin Ran was right—Gu Xiangwan did want that level-three psychic zombie core.
Though not a psychic ability user, all human ability users still had some mental power.
She wanted to see if she could absorb the core.
If successful, could her control over her space improve?
Or could her spatial domain expand further?
Then, in President Zhou’s eyes, she would be the only one that mattered.
Lin Ran’s 300-cubic-meter space was nothing in comparison.
But Gu Xiangwan couldn’t openly declare that—her persona didn’t allow it.
So she planned to help, and by securing the core, everyone would see she had contributed.
Then, President Zhou wouldn’t let her be left out.
Seeing Gu Xiangwan’s silence, Lin Ran didn’t let her off.“Secretary Gu, bringing this up now… aren’t you trying to compete for the zombie core?”
Lin Ran’s face was full of mockery:“No way… really?! The always noble, impartial, kind-hearted Secretary Gu… wants to fight me for a zombie core?!”