Chapter 155: Shen Que, Stay Away from Me
"Xiao Ci, Xiao Ci..."
Shen Que didn't give Meng Ci a chance to speak, pouncing on him like a famished wolf.
Meng Ci felt suffocated under the pressure and pushed against Shen Que's chest with both hands: "Get off..."
Because of the scorching weather outside, Meng Ci often pushed Shen Que away at night, sometimes even making him sleep on the floor.
Shen Que felt quite aggrieved inside, but he had no choice since it was Meng Ci's territory.
Although he knew he could enter Meng Ci's space, Meng Ci hadn't mentioned it, so Shen Que had no reason to bring it up.
Perhaps Meng Ci was saving the time for later use?
Now that they had finally entered the space, Shen Que wasn't about to let go of him.
"I haven't showered yet." Meng Ci struggled.
"We can shower together." Shen Que said without hesitation.
"No!" Meng Ci refused.
"Yes!" Shen Que was firm.
"I'll shower by myself." Meng Ci insisted.
"I'll help you." Shen Que looked serious.
"No, no need." Meng Ci's voice trembled.
"Stop fooling around." Shen Que carried him to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and filled the bathtub with water.
"Ahh—" Meng Ci screamed as he fell into the bathtub, splashing water everywhere.
"Shen Que, let me go!" Meng Ci struggled hard, but his strength was too weak to break free from Shen Que's grip.
Meng Ci's eyes widened as he tried to push him away, but Shen Que held him down tightly.
He could only make muffled sounds, trying to call for help but unable to utter a word.
Shen Que held him greedily.
He could only make muffled sounds, trying to call for help but unable to utter a word.
"Let's leave the space."
Shen Que held Meng Ci in his arms and carried the short-sleeved shirt and shorts Meng Ci had chosen.
"Okay."
Meng Ci was extremely tired and hadn't fully realized what was happening. After a while, he understood they were leaving the space.
Once out of the space, Shen Que placed Meng Ci on the bed and then tried to cuddle with him.
"It's hot."
But after just two minutes, Meng Ci stretched out his leg to kick Shen Que, finding him too clingy.
"Ouch!"
But the slightest movement caused pain from his wound, making him cry out.
This woke Meng Ci up completely. Seeing Shen Que still trying to get closer, Meng Ci glared at him.
"Xiao Ci, are you okay?" Shen Que reached out to rub Meng Ci's waist.
"I'd be better if you stayed away from me." Meng Ci supported himself, turned around, and laid his head on the other side.
Shen Que reluctantly withdrew his hand and lay down on the sofa as Meng Ci requested.
However, once Meng Ci was sound asleep, Shen Que got back into bed, rubbed Meng Ci's waist, and then returned to the sofa when it was almost dawn.
Due to their antics, the plan to find a car had to be postponed.
Two days later, when Meng Ci woke up, Liang Xiu had already left, leaving a note saying he would go out to find a vehicle and that his return date was uncertain.
Meng Ci put on a sun hat and long pants before heading out.
"So hot!"
Within two minutes of stepping outside, Meng Ci felt sweat trickling down his body.
"It's all your fault for not letting me wear shorts."
Shen Que quickly fanned Meng Ci with the fan in his hand, replying, "Yes, yes, it's all my fault!"
If Meng Ci wore shorts at home and Liang Xiu didn't see, Shen Que would have been fine with it.
But if Meng Ci wore shorts in front of others, Shen Que firmly disagreed.
Meng Ci's legs were for his eyes only.
"Alright, stop fanning."
"It's all heat."
Meng Ci had an ice patch on his forehead and held a small solar-powered fan in his hand.
This small fan, Meng Ci had seen it at the trading post before, so he wasn't afraid of being targeted.
It was still manageable on the mountain, as the trees here hadn't been cut down too much under official pressure, allowing them to walk in the shade.
But once they reached the foot of the mountain, the landscape was barren and the heat became even more intense.
Their clothes were drenched in sweat, sticking uncomfortably to their bodies. Meng Ci was starting to regret leaving home.
At the foot of the mountain, the walls of the new base had already been built to over a meter high.
Meng Ci examined the thickness of the wall, which was more than fifty centimeters.
It would be sufficient for defending against zombies later on.
The sun blazed overhead, and Meng Ci and Shen Que walked along the mountain path, large beads of sweat rolling down their foreheads, their clothes soaked through with sweat.
Meng Ci complained, "It's all your fault for not letting me wear shorts."
Shen Que quickly fanned Meng Ci with the fan, saying, "Yes, yes, it's all my fault!"
Meng Ci's legs were only for him to see; Shen Que firmly disagreed with Meng Ci wearing shorts for others to look at.
Meng Ci had an ice pack on his head and held a solar-powered fan in his hand. Their clothes were drenched in sweat, making them stick uncomfortably to their bodies.
Once they reached the foot of the mountain, the barren landscape and intense heat made Meng Ci regret leaving home even more.
At the foot of the mountain, the walls of the new base had already been built to over a meter high, with a thickness of more than fifty centimeters.
It would be sufficient for defending against zombies later on.
Despite the temperature being like a steaming hot pot, the workers still swarmed the construction site like ants.
Their expressions were numb and lifeless, as if they had lost all emotion.
As Meng Ci and Shen Que passed by, they mechanically lifted their heads to glance at them before continuing to lay bricks.
Many of these people were sunburned, their skin dark and scorched by the sun.
Meng Ci couldn't help but sigh. The thought that in this post-apocalyptic world, the common people suffered the most, echoed in his mind.
He remembered last night when Zhao Jingyu invited several wealthy families to a party at his house to celebrate the completion of the wall around Villa No. 6.
At the time, Zhao Jingyu had also sent someone to invite Meng Ci, but he had declined.
However, later that night, Meng Ci climbed to a high place and took a distant look.
The villa, when the Zhao family built the new wall, had expanded by at least fifty meters on both sides.
That night, the villa was brightly lit, and the newly constructed swimming pool was filled with girls in light clothing playing and splashing around.
There were all kinds of exquisite cakes, fruits, seafood, and abalone, and they drank red wine, making it an extremely grand affair.
Compared to the ordinary people who were sweating and toiling for survival, this was like "Why don't they eat meat instead?"
Meng Ci even considered whether he should go and raid the Zhao family's food supplies to distribute to everyone.
But he quickly dismissed the idea.
Such selfless acts that benefited others at his own expense were best avoided.
The base was planned to be quite large, and it took Meng Ci and Shen Que over an hour to walk along the wall to reach the end.
Of course, it might also have been because it was too hot, so they walked slowly.
Not far away, there was a sunshade umbrella, under which a table was set up with a computer and other items.
Next to it was a sign that read: one hundred bricks for ten points, twenty pieces of glass for ten points, twenty kilograms of cement for...
Meng Ci saw many people carrying baskets on their backs or bags on their shoulders, coming one by one to have their items counted and registered.