The woman in the mirror was undoubtedly beautiful.
Her deer-like eyes were widened in shock, making her look pure and innocent. Beneath her small nose was a slightly parted mouth; her lips were full and lush, rosy like peach blossoms, clearly very kissable.
At this moment, her cheeks were flushed, and there was a trace of unintentional charm in the flow of her eyes—completely captivating.
But that wasn’t the reason Wen Yu was shocked.
She was shocked because the face in the mirror was almost exactly the same as the one she had in the real world.
Wen Yu scratched her head, then pulled open her clothes to check the rest of her body.
Her fiery figure was even better than before—slender where it should be slender, with not a trace of excess fat, and full and well-proportioned where it should be.
Her skin was fair, her pores so small they could only be seen upon close inspection. Because of that, the “results” Pei Ye left last night were also very obvious.
Wen Yu looked at the red marks all over her body, then glanced at the red mole beneath her collarbone before hurriedly putting her clothes back on in embarrassment.
As if covering it up would make it less humiliating…
After calming down for a moment, Wen Yu confirmed that she had transmigrated with her physical body. But before sending her over, the underworld had optimized her in every aspect, accidentally turning her into an exceptionally alluring beauty.
But…
This was the apocalypse!
With this kind of appearance and figure, she would only attract endless trouble!
Wen Yu’s expression darkened. She glanced at the frosted glass door of the bathroom and made up her mind.
Before she could find a better bodyguard, she would have to cling tightly to Pei Ye—even if it meant going against the plot.
Just as she was thinking this, Pei Ye finished cleaning outside. After reminding Wen Yu to lock the door, he opened it and left.
Once Wen Yu confirmed he had gone, she came out of the bathroom, locked the room’s safety latch, and looked around.
The bedsheets and covers had been replaced with new ones, the carpet had been cleaned, and the sofa—which was too messy to deal with for the moment—had been covered with a sheet. Even the trash in the bin had been casually taken out by Pei Ye.
The room had almost returned to how it looked before they checked in, which relaxed Wen Yu quite a bit.
She walked over to the bed and leaned against it to rest.
Feeling a little hungry, she sank her consciousness into her space, planning to find something to eat.
Ten billion worth of supplies stretched endlessly as far as the eye could see—there was no way she could figure out everything she had in such a short time.
Her appetite wasn’t great either, and she didn’t know what to eat.
Just as she was troubled, a virtual panel appeared before her. On the panel, her supplies were divided into four major categories according to clothing, food, housing, and transportation.
Wen Yu brightened and first clicked on the food category.
The food category was further divided into several subcategories: grains and oils, cooked food, instant food, beverages, and an “others” section.
Opening any subcategory revealed an endless list. Behind the list were numbers, and every single item had 999 next to it.
Wen Yu scrolled through them, feeling like a local emperor who owned the entire realm. Her sense of satisfaction was also 999.
After browsing for a while, she chose a rice ball and a bottle of yogurt—both things that wouldn’t leave much smell in the room after eating.
The next second, the yogurt and rice ball appeared in her hands.
Wen Yu opened the bottle and took a sip first. It was sweet and slightly sour, even a little cold, like it had just been taken out of the refrigerator.
Then she unwrapped the rice ball and took a bite.
The rice ball was warm—not hot, but definitely not the temperature of something kept in a refrigerated display case.
Wen Yu’s eyes lit up.
Could it be that these supplies all maintained their optimal eating condition?
That was way too smart!
Wen Yu instantly forgave the group of ghosts in the underworld.
With supplies prepared so thoughtfully, how could they be bad ghosts? The plot correction was probably something they hadn’t expected either~
After happily devouring three rice balls, she took out a vegetable salad as well.
Just as she was eating, someone knocked on the door, and Pei Ye’s voice came from outside.
“It’s me. Open the door.”
Wen Yu shuddered and hurriedly threw the vegetable salad back into the storage space.
There was no need for the bodyguard to know she had ten billion worth of supplies.
She ran to the door and first checked through the peephole to confirm that it really was Pei Ye outside, and that there were no other people—or zombies—beside him before opening it.
When Pei Ye came in, he was carrying a plastic bag filled with some instant food and drinks.
“The hotel’s in chaos. Ordering food or cooking in the back kitchen isn’t realistic. Let’s make do with instant food for now.”
“Oh.” Wen Yu responded, then let out an untimely burp.
Only then did Pei Ye notice the yellow liquid at the corner of Wen Yu’s mouth.
He narrowed his eyes, guessing it was salad dressing.
But at this time and in this place, how could there be salad dressing?
The moment Wen Yu covered her mouth, she realized something was at the corner of her lips. She calmly wiped it away and then met Pei Ye’s thoughtful gaze.
She instinctively looked away, but quickly thought of a solution. She ran to the small bar near the entrance and came back carrying a pile of snacks.
This room was a small suite she had booked to watch Pei Ye make a fool of himself. But since it was still a star-rated hotel, the basic facilities and services were decent. The bar had plenty of snacks, and the mini-fridge even had more than a dozen drinks and low-alcohol beverages.
“I was too hungry, so I opened some snacks to eat.”
“Mm.” Pei Ye seemed to have guessed as much and said, “Eat a bit more. Escaping later will require strength.”
Wen Yu looked at the self-heating rice and felt troubled. She had already burped from being full and really couldn’t eat more. Besides, the rice balls she had just eaten were also rice.
“I can’t finish it.”
“You eat what you can. I’ll handle the rest.”
Since he had already said that, Wen Yu had no choice but to accept.
After two boxes of self-heating rice were ready, Wen Yu chose the tomato beef brisket flavor.
Pei Ye opened a bottle of cola with one hand and pushed it toward Wen Yu before starting to eat the leftovers she had rejected.
The self-heating rice didn’t taste very good—dry and a little salty. Wen Yu only took a few bites before pushing it to Pei Ye and saying she couldn’t eat anymore.
Pei Ye didn’t force her and quickly finished the rest before saying,
“We’ll leave this afternoon. Before we go, we’ll grab some food from the hotel kitchen. Since we still have time, you can sleep for a bit.”
Wen Yu was surprised.
He already understood the importance of stockpiling supplies?
What strong adaptability. Most people probably still didn’t believe the apocalypse had arrived yet, or were waiting for official rescue, but he had already begun saving himself.
As expected of the male lead of a novel.
“After we get the food, where will we go?”
“First to the place where you live. There aren’t many people there, so fewer people will have mutated into monsters. Once the situation stabilizes a bit, we’ll adapt to circumstances.”
Actually, for Pei Ye, leaving right now would be better. The mutation period hadn’t completely ended yet, so there were relatively fewer zombies.
But he was afraid that someone they passed by might suddenly bare their fangs at Wen Yu the next second, and he wouldn’t react in time, allowing her to get hurt. In that case, it would be better to wait until the mutation period ended.
Although they would face more zombies then, at least they would all be obvious enemies and easier to deal with.
Wen Yu nodded and was just about to lie down for a nap when someone knocked on the door.
The two looked at each other, both puzzled.
At a time like this, who would still be visiting?
Oh—it was the female lead.
Then it made sense. The female lead had plot armor; no matter how recklessly she acted, she wouldn’t die…
Wen Yu continued what she had been doing earlier and lay down on the bed, closing her eyes to rest.
She had no intention of interacting with the female lead. Their positions were different, and with the unpredictable plot constantly causing trouble, she didn’t want to bring problems upon herself.
But Lin Yitang refused to let her off, opening her mouth to sow discord.
“Brother Pei Ye, I know everything now. All these years… you’ve suffered in the Wen family…”