Chapter 9: Pay attention, this woman is called Tong Qi

"Rinse your mouth!"

A cup of water was handed to Cao Yaxuan.

Cao Yaxuan felt utterly aggrieved.

How dare you look down on me!

Don't you know I'm a wealthy socialite beauty while you're just a poor loser!

Back when I attended school ceremonies, you weren't even qualified to be one of the security guards!

Xu Lang let out a light sigh, closed his eyes slightly, and checked his private messages.

These demanding people really have no boundaries!

Besides those asking for private photos, there were also people sending private photos - mostly girls wanting to exchange for some supplies.

However, none of them were on the same floor as him.

There were two exceptions.

Wu Huihui from room 186 and her roommate Zhou Wei.

Just as Xu Lang was about to accept the two girls' friend requests, a new friend application caught his attention.

The attached message was simple.

An image of a short-haired, glasses-wearing girl vaguely appeared in Xu Lang's mind.

Hmm!

Vague indeed!

Tong Qi was a heroic figure in bust development, at least an E-cup, and when she walked it automatically created "duang" "duang" sound effects in people's minds, making it easy to naturally overlook her facial features.

This absolutely matched Xu Lang's aesthetic preferences - her Comfort Level wouldn't be low!

He clicked accept.

The picture was a selfie of Tong Qi, the first time Xu Lang had looked at her face so carefully.

She had a bob haircut, with slightly chubby cheeks that now looked haggard, but you could tell her skin used to be quite nice, with a delicate, pretty appearance.

However, the photo only showed her head - not really capturing the key features.

Xu Lang didn't voice his thoughts, or it would sound like he was making dirty jokes.

Making too many dirty jokes could easily turn him into that kind of pervert who bends down to tie shoes but actually sniffs junior girls' sneakers.

Before he could say anything, she sent another message.

That tiny question mark seemed to have been pressed right on Yasuo's forehead, hard to imagine how much damage it caused to Tong Qi's fragile psyche.

Just from the text, you could feel she was already incoherent on the other side.

Tong Qi grew up in the countryside, raised by her grandmother, and was an especially shy girl who didn't have many friends at school, with a somewhat timid and peculiar personality.

Though, if we're talking about peculiar personalities, Xu Lang really wasn't in any position to judge others.

Seeing Xu Lang hadn't replied, Tong Qi started apologizing again.

Playing the emotional card?

Xu Lang being psychologically dark, naturally thought in that direction.

He glanced at the water dispenser filled to the brim and felt he could gamble with a cup of water.

As for whether Tong Qi would be able to come upstairs tomorrow or not, he didn't think that far.

This was like finding a bunch of scratch cards - not scratching them would make him uncomfortable.

Glistening tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, carving wet tracks on her withered cheeks.

It was unclear whether the salt in the tears was at fault or the dry skin cells had betrayed her, but as the tears traced her cheeks, they actually stung slightly.

Tong Qi felt like she was about to shatter, like porcelain that had been fired for too long.

For some reason, as she looked at the dormitory door, she felt it was faintly glowing, vaguely seeing the shadow of a white-haired old woman waving at her, saying "Little Tong, if the big city is too hard, come back, Grandma will cook for you."

Her mind was already breaking down.

Just as her suicidal thoughts grew stronger, a trade notification popped up.

Moments later, she held a cup of water and a piece of bread crust in her hands.

Tonight, the zombies began intermittently violently banging on doors.

But since students had early on shared the information that using beds to brace doors could reduce Durability consumption speed, the door breach rate wasn't high.

And three days wasn't enough time for people to starve to death, so tonight was mainly about torturing everyone's minds.

Room 200.

"Xu Lang, why aren't you coming to bed yet?"

"Are you still angry with me?"

"Xu Lang, let me be straight with you..."

If Xu Lang didn't come to bed, Cao Yaxuan couldn't sleep either way, feeling immense psychological pressure.

"Say it then." Xu Lang wolfed down his food, drinking water while eating toast bread.

This toast bread was obtained by trading a cup of water.

Cao Yaxuan lay on her side on the bed, her big eyes fixed on Xu Lang: "Are you secretly eating behind my back?"

As she spoke, she swallowed hard, her stomach betraying her with pig-like grumbling sounds.

Xu Lang looked down at the soft, fluffy, sweet, fragrant bread in his hand, then at Cao Yaxuan with her wide eyes, remaining silent for a moment: "If you say so."

"Is it delicious?" Cao Yaxuan swallowed again.

"Delicious." Xu Lang nodded.

"Could you..."

Xu Lang finished it in one gulp, washing it down with water to help digestion.

Cao Yaxuan: "..."

"It's fine, I'm not angry with you. At times like this, it's good to conserve supplies." Cao Yaxuan took a deep breath and smiled: "Come on, come to bed!"

Xu Lang could be fierce sometimes, but other times he acted like a child, refusing to come to bed over a minor argument.

Honestly!

"No, I'll sleep on the floor today." Xu Lang shook his head.

"Xu Lang, you really don't need to... Hey, Xu Lang, what are you doing?!"

Xu Lang removed the quilt and bedsheet, lying flat on the floor.

On the desolate Nightmare Bed, Cao Yaxuan hugged her knees, feeling the wooden boards digging into her buttocks.

She couldn't understand Xu Lang's behavior patterns at all.

Wasn't this enough to drive someone crazy?

When the game ended and Xu Lang got MVP, she, Cao Yaxuan, would just be a freeloader who did nothing - who could she complain to about this?

Cao Yaxuan didn't understand, and Xu Lang didn't need to explain.

Lying on the Nightmare Bed, he was afraid he might fall asleep.

After all these days, he had figured out the pattern.

— Nights were more dangerous than days!

The best schedule was sleeping during the day and keeping watch at night!

So he was actually adjusting the Nightmare Bed's timezone, making its cooldown refresh during daytime.