In the apocalypse, I have a flying house with unlimited upgrades.

Xu Shuai assigned Ye Ziming a new task, while reaching out to help Yang Kexin to her feet.

"Take me to the first-aid kit. The wound needs some basic treatment to prevent it from becoming a problem."

"Mmm!" Yang Kexin replied softly.

She was wearing a mask, so her facial expression couldn't be seen, but her large, bright eyes shone with a radiant light.

Because it was uncertain whether zombies would be affected by light sources, the villa's lights were not turned on; only some reflective light strips illuminated the area in front.

Yang Kexin led Xu Shuai into the hall, where a huge stack of crystal pendants came into view. To the right was a panoramic floor-to-ceiling glass door, which led to a private swimming pool.

It's a pity the end of the world is coming; otherwise, wouldn't it be wonderful to take a bath while enjoying the night view?

To the left is the living area, with sofas arranged in a semi-circle. Directly in front is a 70-inch wall-mounted LCD monitor. Further in, there is an open kitchen with a large round table that can accommodate more than a dozen people for meals.

"Wow, the space is huge, and the facilities are quite luxurious. It's a pity..." Xu Shuai muttered to himself.

Yang Kexin, familiar with the process, opened the storage cabinet under the television, took out a heavy medicine box, and said:

"The first-aid kit is here. We should be able to turn on the indoor lights now."

Xu Shuai nodded and took the medicine box.

With a joyful stride, Yang Kexin hopped and skipped, then snapped on the nightlight.

The warm orange light shone on Xu Shuai's profile, and his focused expression stirred something within her. The flying house must be about to appear.

Full of anticipation, Yang Kexin took out her phone, wanting to make a call immediately.

But then I thought, it's not too late to keep my excitement to myself and tell my assistant the good news when the flying house actually appears.

As for her parents who were traveling abroad, she frowned as she missed more than a dozen phone calls.

Xu Shuai grinned; since he couldn't find iodine, he disinfected it with hydrogen peroxide.

This tangy flavor is irresistible.

He applied a large bandage and while wrapping the bandage around his hand, he kept making grasping motions to prevent the wound from reopening and to keep his palm from being too tight.

"Ouch! I'm all done. You can come and get your bandaged too."

"Didn't you find iodine?" Yang Kexin was stunned as she looked at Xu Shuai's grimacing face.

Then Xu Shuai's righteous voice was heard: "These are just minor flesh wounds; this is exactly the kind of clear-headedness I need."

"Oh dear, it's all my fault, I forgot to tell you beforehand!"

As she spoke, Yang Kexin took off her trench coat, squatted down, and reached into the storage cabinet where the medicine box was kept.

Xu Shuai glanced over; her white, tight-fitting top accentuated her perfect figure, her slender waist seemingly impossible to encircle, and her black, super-short leather shorts, wrapped in glossy black stockings, tightly hugged her long, straight, fair legs, the pockets even having their own creases...

Miao Renfeng's behavior was shameful. Xu Shuai coughed lightly and turned his head away.

"Found it!" Yang Kexin exclaimed, holding up the iodine solution as if to claim credit.

"Then let me take care of it for you."

"Mmm!"

Xu Shuai took the iodine solution, lowered his head, focused on his nose and mind, took a deep breath, and quickly unscrewed the cap.

The pearls and jade are round and smooth, the phoenix is ​​deep and dark, how can such a slender tree bear such large fruit?

This physique is simply outrageous; how did they manage to achieve it?

There's nothing to be afraid of. It's a perfectly normal outfit. Be confident. With that thought, Xu Shuai raised his head and said, "Give me your hand."

Yang Kexin nodded obediently, went to the sofa next to her, knelt on it, and stretched out her fair and delicate little hand.

"Bear with it when you take the medicine later."

Xu Shuai gave her a few words of advice, then focused all his attention on treating the wound on Yang Kexin's hand.

With nimble movements, he first poured iodine onto the wound to wash away the glass shards on the surface.

Then, take out a cotton swab and carefully wipe the wound, then rinse it again with iodine.

After patiently wiping away the surface medicine with cotton swabs, I finally tore off a band-aid and carefully applied it.

This contrasts sharply with his previous rough handling of his injuries.

After the two had treated their wounds, Ye Ziming returned carrying a large pile of paper supplies.

"Old Xu, I found what you asked me to find. Is this enough?"

Xu Shuai handed the unused roll of bandage to Yang Kexin. Medicine is a valuable commodity, so there was no need to waste it.

"Okay, remember to move your hand around a bit while you're bandaging it, see if it gets in the way."

After Yang Kexin finished bandaging herself, Xu Shuai picked up the magazine, weighed it in his hand, and said with a serious expression, "Ye Zi, are you still afraid to do it again?"

"What is this...?" Ye Ziming asked, puzzled.

"Just as you think, I have reasons why I have to deal with those things outside."

Ye Ziming pondered for a moment, then his lips curled into a serious expression. "What's there to say? I've been annoyed with them for a long time. Even if you hadn't said anything, I would have taken matters into my own hands. Otherwise, I'd have nightmares and wouldn't be able to sleep."

Seeing Ye Ziming's resolute expression, Xu Shuai laughed and said, "Relax, don't overthink it. I'm not planning to take you to your death. There's a great life waiting for us."

Xu Shuai picked up two magazines and put them together. Amidst the puzzled looks of the two men, he went into the kitchen, picked up a small knife, and stabbed it forcefully.

With only half his strength, the blade easily pierced through two magazines. Seeing this, Xu Shuai shook his head.

After returning to the original location, I simply put the four magazines together.

With another forceful thrust, a stiff, obstructed feeling came from the tip of the knife, and it almost slipped from his grasp. Only then did a satisfied smile appear on Xu Shuai's face.

"Alright, Yezi, use the four-in-one method. Wrap these magazines around your arms with tape, and wrap some around your calves too, so it'll be easier to kick later."

"So that's how it is. It's about using magazines as a makeshift armor to avoid being scratched by zombies," Ye Ziming chuckled. "Old Xu, I knew you had a lot of clever ideas. This method is brilliant!"

Xu Shuai shrugged, feigning composure, then picked up a magazine and began to arm himself.

Seeing the two engrossed in wrapping their hands in magazines, Yang Kexin, who was standing nearby, also stopped wrapping her hands and started to arm herself with magazines, looking quite professional.

"Kexin, you don't need to go outside. It's too dangerous outside. You should stay inside."

Xu Shuai smiled gently, and Ye Ziming, who was busy wrapping his arm, echoed, "Yes, yes, if you come along, we'll have to take care of you."

Yang Kexin didn't speak, but her stubborn little face was full of answers.

"Don't worry, we won't take this opportunity to slip away," Xu Shuai said, grasping Yang Kexin's busy hand and speaking each word seriously, "We will do what we promised you, so put your mind at ease."

He must have been worried that if the two escaped, he would leave her behind. This deep-seated unease compelled her to want to go with them.

Xu Shuai, who saw through everything, said with a smile, "Yang Kexin, I have an important task for you. Without an open flame, prepare a meal for our triumphant return."

Seeing the other person's serious expression, Xu Shuai rubbed his stomach and put on a pitiful look: "It's late at night, and after such intense exercise, it's easy to get hungry."