Chapter 92 - 87: Zhao Wenjie Falls Ill

Chapter 92: Chapter 87: Zhao Wenjie Falls Ill

Yang Yi watched Zhao Youcai leave with a dark look on his face. The corners of her mouth curled up, and she bobbed her head smugly a few times.

Previously, she’d been terrified by Zhao Youcai. She thought Zhao Wenjie had become unreliable and that she’d really have to submit herself to the average-looking, short, and ill-tempered man.

But then, one night a few days ago, Yu Dong had suddenly come to find them on the second floor.

He had told them about a mission... If they completed it, their future survival would be guaranteed.

’This mission is absolutely perfect!’

All she had to do was stick with Yu Dong’s group and help out with that robot dog, and she was guaranteed food for a long time to come.

’If Wen Jie doesn’t die, he can keep taking care of me. If he dies, Yu Dong will take care of me.’

’I can’t lose either way!’

Besides, Zhao Wenjie had completed the mission and brought back half the food from Building 3. It included a lot of her favorite snacks, and this time, Yu Dong didn’t police what she took.

For the two of them, this amount of food was enough to last for a very, very long time.

Yang Yi had never cooked, but Zhao Wenjie said if they ate sparingly, it could last for half a year.

’And the army will be here in less than three months.’

"Still trying to threaten me with food?"

"Total clown!"

After wandering around outside for a bit, Yang Yi returned to 201 with a cheerful stride.

"Wen Jie, is dinner ready? I’m hungry."

She called out a few times but found no one in the room.

Yang Yi looked outside and heard a noise from upstairs.

"Wen Jie?"

THUMP... THUMP... THUMP...

No one answered her. There was only the sound of heavy footsteps gradually approaching from upstairs.

Yang Yi’s nerves tensed.

"Wen Jie? Is that you, Wen Jie? Say something!"

THUMP... THUMP... THUMP...

Still no response, but the heavy footsteps were getting closer...

Yang Yi took a few steps back, retreating into 201. She steadied herself with a hand on the doorframe, staring nervously into the hallway... as a large, dark green heater emerged.

Zhao Wenjie, his face bright red, arrived at 201, straining to carry a large heater taller than he was.

After setting it down in the living room, Zhao Wenjie was so exhausted he immediately started panting heavily.

"Huff... huff... So heavy... huff..."

Yang Yi rolled her eyes and plopped down on the sofa.

"I thought you’d turned into a zombie! From now on, you’d better answer when I call you!"

"Huff... huff... This thing is so heavy. It was crushing me just now, I could barely breathe."

"It’s so late, why haven’t you started cooking? I’m starving."

"Babe, let me rest for a second... I’ll start right away."

Yang Yi looked at the large object, somewhat puzzled. "What’s this for? Bringing it inside just takes up space."

"It’s a gas heater. I found it in an apartment upstairs, and it even has a full gas canister inside! You press the ignition here... and it provides heat. The weather’s been getting colder lately, so it’s better to be prepared."

"Oh... I want a flaky pancake today."

Yang Yi didn’t much care. As long as Zhao Wenjie handled everything, it was fine.

Zhao Wenjie, his face a little pale, looked at the new home he had fixed up over the past few days and smiled with satisfaction.

"Babe, now we can finally live a good life."

With the mission, food, shelter, and heating all taken care of, the tension that had gripped Zhao Wenjie for so many days finally subsided.

He stood up, ready to get some wood to start a fire for cooking... when suddenly his vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground.

Yang Yi lay on the sofa with her legs crossed, one foot jiggling as she played a match-three game on her phone.

"Oh, right. They said earlier that we’re supposed to go reinforce the outer wall later. You go by yourself. Just tell them I have a stomachache..."

"There’s no internet, so I can’t browse Xiaohongshu. It’s so boring~"

"Why aren’t you cooking yet?"

The only response was endless silence.

...

"Zhao Wenjie passed out?"

Yu Dong, who was currently on the community wall working on heightening and reinforcing it, was very surprised to hear the news.

"Xinyi, let’s go take a look."

"Wait for me to wash my hands and grab the medical kit."

Zhao Youcai watched the three of them leave, his gaze deep and unreadable.

Shen Xinyi examined Zhao Wenjie and made a quick diagnosis.

"It doesn’t look like low blood sugar. His body is showing an inflammatory response, and his temperature is rising. He might be infected with some kind of virus... but the fainting is most likely due to overexertion. He’s not in any mortal danger right now. First, let’s get him to bed to rest."

"You should take off his clothes and wipe him down with a damp towel for physical cooling. Keep him comfortable and let him get some good sleep. He should wake up later. We can observe him again after he wakes up."

Shen Xinyi wasn’t a professional doctor, just a medical-surgical nurse. She could only make a general assessment of common conditions. Fortunately, Zhao Wenjie didn’t seem to be in any serious trouble at the moment; his symptoms weren’t life-threatening.

Yang Yi looked at Shen Xinyi with a troubled expression. "Huh? But... I’ve never taken care of a sick person before. What if I hurt him? I’m afraid I won’t do a good job. Nurse Shen, you have more experience... why don’t you do it?"

Shen Xinyi shot her a glance and walked straight out.

"Then just let your boyfriend lie in bed and wait to die."

’What a shameless creature, trying to order me around?’

Shen Xinyi had no patience for Yang Yi.

Yu Dong gave Yang Yi a cold look. "You’d better take good care of Wen Jie. Think about what would happen to you... if he weren’t around."

There were some things Yu Dong didn’t want to spell out, but Yang Yi was too stupid.

Lazy and stupid.

Besides Zhao Wenjie, no one here liked her. Zhao Youcai just wanted to play with her young body.

After the two left, Yang Yi had no choice but to start taking care of Zhao Wenjie, complaining all the while.

"His constitution is so weak, even worse than mine..."

"No wonder he never lasts long."

...

The project to modify the outer wall of Xiangti Bay Community was a huge amount of work. They had been at it all morning and had only finished a small section.

"This is the basic idea. As long as we continue like this, forget the last zombie horde... even if there were twice as many, not a single one could climb over."

Sun Shan said, pointing to a section of metal guardrail installed on top of the wall, tilted outward at a 45-degree angle.

The slanted guardrail was 1.5 meters high and extended outward, making it difficult for the zombies outside to climb, giving them no handholds.

Yu Dong looked on, very satisfied.

"Just like this. Once we finish modifying the whole community, it’ll be so much safer."

Huang Zhiqiang added, "If we put some spikes, blades, or steel bars on the guardrail... wouldn’t the zombies just finish themselves off?"

Sun Shan chuckled. "Heh. We could, but our biggest problem right now is... we lack a solid framework of load-bearing parts like rebar or steel pipes. Xiangti Bay might not be big, but its perimeter wall is still over 500 meters long. We don’t have enough materials to upgrade the whole thing."

"I have a batch of steel pipes in storage... I haven’t used them yet. For the rest, let’s just start dismantling houses—doors, windows, furniture. If we don’t have enough steel, we can use wood."

Yu Dong had originally bought those steel pipes for Zhou to make pipe bombs. But looking at the situation now... explosives were something to be used only as a last resort. Otherwise, the zombies they attracted would become a new disaster.

Modifying the outer wall was a huge project, but thankfully, they had Sun Shan, the carpenter, to lead the effort. It would just take time.

Huang Zhiqiang was very satisfied.

"It’s tiring, but it’s worth it. As long as we don’t have to fight zombies, at least we won’t die."

After surviving that difficult period, they began to consolidate their position and wait for the army’s arrival.

Besides working on the community’s defenses, today was also a special day for Yu Dong.

In his previous life, he had only survived until the fifteenth day of the apocalypse before he died.

In this life, he had already reached the sixteenth day of the apocalypse, living longer than his past self.

’Tonight, I’ll see if there’s any new information from the government...’