An Nuan was startled by this thought.
Her idea of seizing a base and becoming its leader was so bold, so absurd.
She knew those bases were filled with supplies, unimaginable quantities of firearms and ammunition, even missiles.
She dared to think such dangerous thoughts; her courage had truly grown.
"Wen Jing, is your hair getting too long? Let me trim it for you."
Luo Luo spread a large tablecloth on the floor, found a plastic trash bag, cut a hole in it, and draped it around Chen Wen Jing's neck.
After showering, she had scrubbed two basins of dirt. With her hair now loose and flowing, if she wore Hanfu, she would be a classic beauty.
"Xiao Nuan, Wen Jing is so beautiful, you could say she's a girl with makeup on!"
Chen Wen Jing hated his effeminate looks and his name.
Her parents must have been out of their minds when she was pregnant to have swapped his and Xiao Long's names.
Chen Wen Jing bit his lip and said,
"Although I look delicate, I'm very reliable. I can handle any physical labor and won't hold you back."
An Nuan smiled, "Looking good is an advantage. Just learn to protect yourself; there are plenty of beasts in human clothing."
Luo Luo nodded quickly.
She tousled Chen Wen Jing's hair. She had only intended a simple trim, but Chen Wen Jing had such a refined look. If she messed it up, she'd ruin a delicate lotus.
Luo Luo casually remarked, "If only we had a Tony, a hairstylist."
An Nuan touched her own hair.
She had bangs, and before, she had been too busy hoarding supplies to get her hair done. Now, she realized her bangs were almost reaching her nose.
In her past life, due to scarce resources, most people were bald to save water and resources.
But girls were naturally vain, and many refused to shave their heads. An Nuan was one of them.
However, there were very few hairdressers, so they could only cut each other's hair.
The results were, shall we say, like a dog's meal.
An Nuan looked around at everyone in the room. Their hair was either messy or their beards unkempt, significantly diminishing their appearance.
"I remember the manager of that salon back then was quite nice. She was pushed out later, right? Her skills were good."
An Nuan recalled a woman among the many hairdressers who had good looks, temperament, and skills.
She had become the manager of a second branch of a chain salon before she was thirty, all thanks to her talent.
Unfortunately, she had no connections, was honest, and didn't know how to market unnecessary products, so she was forced out.
After she left the second branch, the salon changed, and An Nuan stopped going. Soon after, the apocalypse struck.
If it weren't for the talk of haircuts, An Nuan wouldn't have remembered this person.
"Xiao Nuan, are you talking about Lan Mi? She opened her own studio later. I even pre-paid, but it's useless now."
An Nuan looked at her quietly. Luo Luo slowly turned her head.
Their eyes met, and they knew what the other was thinking.
"Her studio is on the 13th floor of Junhua Apartment."
"Let's hope she's still alive the day after tomorrow."
An Nuan had been asleep for such a long time and now felt very alert. She wasn't tired at all but felt too lazy to move.
Lan Mi.
The snow outside would take some time to melt and disappear.
An Nuan decided to stay home tomorrow and do nothing but eat and sleep.
Although the snow had melted, the temperature was still quite low.
Half of the first floor was still submerged in water. Her courtyard had been nicely decorated, and after being flooded, it had formed a peculiar underwater landscape.
Luo Luo walked over from behind, holding a large bag of potato chips.
"What are you looking at? It's three o'clock and you're still not asleep."
"Luo Luo, I feel like a fish in a fish tank."
"Then you must be a mermaid."
An Nuan smiled. Luo Luo was always like a little sun, warming her even in the apocalypse of her past life.
"Luo Luo, it's so good that you're here."
Luo Luo stuffed a chip into her mouth and laughed, "It's good that everyone is here."
"Mm, everyone..."
An Nuan and Luo Luo chatted and ate chips.
Chen Wen Jing ran down in a hurry.
The two of them looked like children caught sneaking food, and they quickly hid the chips inside their loungewear.
"We weren't sneaking food!"
Chen Wen Jing: "..." He could read minds, how could he not know if they were sneaking food?
Chen Wen Jing inexplicably found the eldest and second eldest sisters very cute.
"Boss, a group of people is rapidly approaching us, more than twenty of them!"
Luo Luo said lazily, "If they're approaching, let them. Just twenty people, we're not afraid."
"Yes, but they're being followed by a pack of infected people!"
Chen Wen Jing closed his eyes, and a voice echoed in his mind.
【They're still following, why are they still chasing us?】
【They're crazy, everyone's crazy!】
【It's over, we might die this time. Let's hide in the villa, use the house to divide them and find a chance to escape.】
Chen Wen Jing exclaimed, "They might break into our house."
An Nuan frowned slightly.
See, she wanted to lie flat, but people insisted on forcing her to work!
Real zombies were one thing; as long as you weren't injured, you wouldn't get infected.
But the infected were different.
The formation and transmission routes of the black spots were still a mystery. An Nuan didn't want them anywhere near her residence.
Disinfection was troublesome!
"Let's go, to the platform."
An Nuan took two sniper rifles from her space. Although they were designed for shooting clay pigeons, they had decent stopping power. With modifications and her custom-made bullets, they could still achieve headshots.
She and Luo Luo each took one and went to the rooftop.
They sat on small stools, adjusted their angles.
As expected, they saw eight or nine people chasing twenty or so cyclists with their arms flailing.
"Damn, they look just like those deformed freaks, so disgusting!"
"Riding bikes to escape is impressive, though. If they had a four-wheeled vehicle, they wouldn't be this tired."
"Xiao Nuan, let's have a competition. Loser cleans the floor!"
【Silly Luo Luo, we have a robot vacuum cleaner at home!】
Chen Wen Jing almost choked with laughter when he heard An Nuan's inner monologue.
"Ah!"
A girl at the back of the bike convoy was tackled by an infected person. One after another, the infected swarmed her, beating her to a pulp with their bare hands.
【Kill them, kill you thieves, kill!】
Chen Wen Jing felt nauseous hearing the infected's thoughts.
Their minds were filled only with the desire to kill.
"Here they come!"
Bang!
An Nuan fired the first shot.
One infected person fell, followed by others.
The eight or nine infected were quickly eliminated by An Nuan and Luo Luo with headshots.
The group on bicycles heard the gunshots and looked towards the sound.
【Someone! I'm saved! Go to the villa, someone will surely help me!】
"Boss, they're thinking of coming into our house."
An Nuan aimed at the lead cyclist and shot out a tire.
The woman on the bike, caught off guard, landed chin-first, rolling for seven or eight meters.
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Heaven-chosen laborer, hahaha
Having a meal, two more chapters today.