Wen Chi did not even have time to dry her hair before she ran, still damp, toward the source of the fragrance.
Heaven knew how long it had been since she had properly eaten such delicious food. Ever since her rebirth a month ago, Wen Chi had been surviving on snacks and instant noodles.
At first, they had tasted good.
But eating the same things over and over again eventually became boring.
The moment Wen Chi entered the kitchen, she saw that tall, upright figure standing there.
For a moment, she completely forgot that he was the great villain.
Jiang Jiming noticed the movement behind him. When he turned around, he saw the girl wearing cute strawberry bear pajamas, her hair still wet, droplets of water slowly falling from her hair down her neck—and even further into places unseen.
Fresh from her bath, a faint fragrance lingered around her.
After watching her for a moment, Jiang Jiming immediately stepped forward, gathering her damp hair.
He picked up a clean towel and wrapped her hair, then lifted Wen Chi up in one motion and carried her into the bathroom.
Somehow, he had found a hairdryer and began drying her hair.
Before Wen Chi could react, she realized she had already been moved to another place.
The sound of the hairdryer hummed beside her ears.
Above her head were the man’s slightly rough fingers.
Ten minutes later, the hairdryer stopped.
“All done.”
Jiang Jiming spoke as he began putting the hairdryer away.
Wen Chi looked up at Jiang Jiming, who had lowered his gaze gently, and suddenly felt—
maybe the rumors were not entirely reliable.
Maybe the great villain was not that bad after all.
Looking at the hairdryer beside him, Wen Chi suddenly remembered something and asked, “Where did you get the hairdryer? And… were you cooking just now?”
“I have a spatial ability. I took the hairdryer from my space.”
“As for the food—want to try it? It’s my first time cooking. I saw you had electricity here, so I gave it a shot.”
Jiang Jiming placed a hand on the sink and looked down at the girl who was staring up at him.
“You have space?! You’re a dual-ability user?!”
Wen Chi truly felt that fate favored Jiang Jiming too much.
Not only had he been given such a beautiful face,
but also such powerful abilities. Even in the later stages of the apocalypse, dual-ability users were extremely rare.
Jiang Jiming nodded.
“So, come on—try the food I made.”
He casually took Wen Chi’s hand. But she was still immersed in shock over his dual abilities and had not yet recovered.
By the time Jiang Jiming seated her at the table, Wen Chi finally snapped out of it.
Not for any other reason—
but because the dishes he brought over smelled far too good.
Like a starving ghost reborn, Wen Chi’s eyes lit up. She no longer cared about any “mad villain”—as long as she could eat her fill, that was all that mattered.
After the meal, Wen Chi ate to her heart’s content. When she finished, she collapsed onto the sofa, unable to move.
Jiang Jiming smiled faintly, stood up on his own, and took the dishes to the kitchen to clean them.
Watching him tidy up, Wen Chi suddenly felt that letting him stay was not such a bad idea.
If he stayed here, he would not go out killing people—she would be making a great contribution to humanity.
Most importantly—
there would be someone to cook for her!
Perfect!
Because the hotel had an automatic generator and water system,
when night fell, on an otherwise pitch-black street,
only one room remained lit.
It stood out clearly.
But only for a moment.
Soon, the light went out.
That brief moment was enough to attract human attention.
Night descended—and hunters began to enjoy their prey.
After Jiang Jiming forced Wen Chi to turn off the lights and sleep,
she reluctantly put down the novel in her hand and drank the milk he gave her.
Wen Chi had always found it hard to refuse food and drinks.
She carefully locked the room door before returning to bed.
Soon, she fell asleep.
Someone easily opened the door and slowly walked to the girl’s side.
Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, the corners of his lips unconsciously lifted.
Jiang Jiming leaned down, his warm breath brushing against Wen Chi’s neck, his nose lightly grazing her slender skin.
His voice was so low it was almost a sigh.
“Wenwen, why is that?”
“I like you so much~”
“You like me too, okay~”
His eyes were filled with madness and terrifying possessiveness—nothing like the gentle, refined young man he had appeared to be during the day.
The girl slept soundly, offering no reply.
After a moment, the man lay down gently on the other side of the bed, carefully wrapping an arm around her.
As if holding the most precious thing in his world—
yet still cautious, afraid of hurting her.
Before meeting Wen Chi, Jiang Jiming had never thought
that he would fall in love at first sight.
In the past, he believed that what people called “love at first sight” was nothing more than dirty impulses.
But the moment he saw Wen Chi today—
he believed in it.
He admitted that he had been captivated by her appearance.
He admitted that his thoughts were indeed impure.
But—
he really liked Wenwen.
And he wanted Wenwen to like him too.
Wen Chi should belong entirely to Jiang Jiming.
However, when she heard his name earlier, the flash of fear in her eyes had not escaped him.
Even though she quickly hid it.
Who had been talking nonsense in front of his treasure?
He would kill them.
It was not until around six in the morning that Jiang Jiming finally left Wen Chi’s room.
He went to prepare food for his treasure.
After all, his treasure seemed to love eating.
That was a great advantage—
an advantage that would make her unable to leave him.
And this morning, it seemed that some filthy things had come in.
In the hotel lobby, a group of people, armed with all kinds of weapons, fought their way through countless zombies and arrived.
When they saw the luxurious lobby filled with snacks everywhere,
they grabbed everything without leaving a single item behind.
“Mom, I want to eat those snacks too.”
At the back of the group, a boy of about seven or eight years old looked at his mother and spoke softly.
“Be good, Dou Dou. The uncles will give us some.”
The woman gently stroked the child’s face and spoke softly.
As soon as she finished speaking, another girl nearby sneered.
“Hah! They won’t give us anything. If you want to eat—”
“Take it yourself.”
After saying that, the girl grabbed a piece of chocolate from the table in the resting area.
But just as she picked it up, she was kicked to the ground.
“Watch your filthy hands! Brother Xu hasn’t taken anything yet! What are you grabbing for? Do you even have the right?!”
“Ah—!”
The girl was too weak. Combined with the fact that she had not eaten for a week, she did not have the strength to stand back up.
She lay on the ground, barely alive.
The others around her did not dare step forward.
Even though that “Brother Xu” had already stuffed everything into his own pockets,
they were too afraid of becoming the next victim.
Those who had picked up snacks hurriedly put them back.
Seeing the people in front heading upstairs, they all quickly followed.
After all—
following the strong was their only way to survive now.