This Wave of Zombies is No Good - Chapter 10

After the cleanup, they called the students in, hastily tidied up the environment, and locked the zombie bodies in the storage room.

Once everything was settled, Yu Jingtang assigned them rooms. There were eight clean rooms on the second floor, just right for two people per room.

When it came to Zou Lang, he whispered a few words with others, took one of the room cards. Yu Jingtang saw him fiddling around, unchanging in expression. This man really knew how to enjoy, choosing a romantic presidential suite for couples.

With everything settled here, Yu Jingtang said to Zou Lang, “Come out with me, bring the locator, I still have things to do.”

Upon hearing this, Zou Lang followed him out. The two of them exited the hotel’s main door. He saw Yu Jingtang had a calm face, he suddenly pulled him over and pressed against his own forehead. Yu Jingtang was caught off guard, but did not resist.

Zou Lang tested his temperature before letting him go, “You look so energetic, but your temperature is a bit high, have you taken your medicine?”

“I’ve taken it,” Yu Jingtang replied lightly. Just because he had taken the medicine, there was a burning sensation in his stomach. But it was still within the tolerable range. He had gotten used to bearing this pain, even when it was severe, he would not show any change in expression in front of others.

“What are we going to do now?” Zou Lang asked him.

Yu Jingtang didn’t answer, walked into a building materials shop on the side of the road, picked two buckets of red paint from the shelf, and said to Zou Lang, “Carry it.”

Zou Lang didn’t understand, but obediently carried the two large buckets of paint.

Next, Yu Jingtang led him to a school nearby.

Yu Jingtang cleared the playground with a few shots, sat on a chair on the side, and said to Zou Lang, “Write the word ‘mutation’. Write it as big as you can.”

Zou Lang finally understood, he wanted to use this method to convey information to the higher-ups.

Just about to carry the paint bucket over, he thought of something and asked, “Write it normally or in reverse?”

“It doesn’t matter, as long as it’s big enough.”

Zou Lang received the order and ran around the playground. In no time, he finished writing. The green grass paired with the red characters was indeed quite eye-catching.

Seeing that he had finished, Yu Jingtang asked him, “Give me your communicator.”

Zou Lang handed over his communicator. Yu Jingtang threw it on the ground and stomped it into the mud to make sure the zombies wouldn’t dig it up casually.

After all this was done, Yu Jingtang looked up at the sky and said, “I hope we can be found. It would be better if we could get some more manpower or new support.”

Zou Lang followed his gaze to the sky, which was a deep blue, even frighteningly so. In his memory, the sky had never been so blue, and the air had never been so fresh. All of this was due to the disaster. The disaster of mankind was a rebirth for plants and animals.

Because they had their own generator and self-circulation system, the lights in this five-star hotel could still be used. Everyone was afraid that the light would attract zombies, so they covered the windows with thick blackout curtains before daring to turn on the lights.

There was still some food left in the refrigerator that could be eaten.

Zou Lang said he wanted to show the students a thing or two. He lit a charcoal fire in the western restaurant on the first floor and made steak for the students.

His technique was extremely skilled. He also took a bottle of 1982 Lafite from the wine rack. Yu Jingtang was still sick and didn’t dare to touch alcohol, so this good stuff was cheap for Zou Lang and a few students.

“Ah, I never thought that Captain Zou could cook Western food.” After three rounds of wine, a girl named Xiao Jing sighed. They all called him captain along with Little Bun.

“It was used to chase girls before I joined the army.” Zou Lang said, feeling that he had accidentally said something, he added, “I haven’t used it for many years.”

After saying this, Zou Lang’s gaze seemed to inadvertently glance at Yu Jingtang, but he immediately avoided it, thinking, why am I feeling guilty?

Yu Jingtang calmly drank the bowl of white porridge in front of him. In the army, before this operation, he had already heard a little about Captain Zou’s romantic history, so he was mentally prepared. He didn’t care about the past, because he never felt that the person in front of him could be his thing.

The girls laughed again, “Captain Zou is so handsome, can cook, and has a sweet mouth, there must be many girls chasing him.”

Both of these military officers are handsome, but Yu Jingtang’s face had “not welcoming strangers” clearly written on it. No matter how handsome he was, it’s not something they could touch. Zou Lang, who could chat with anyone, was clearly more popular with girls.

“Hey, there aren’t many.” Zou Lang saw that Yu Jingtang seemed indifferent and was a bit angry. He said he wouldn’t mention it, but he deliberately led those girls to ask in his words.

Hearing this, Yu Jingtang pushed his bowl and went upstairs.

Zou Lang said a few more words with those girls, then followed. Before Yu Jingtang closed the door, he propped it open with his hand and squeezed in. “Sir, are you jealous?”

Yu Jingtang entered the room and began to unload his equipment, placing his gun and knife at the head of the bed, completely ignoring him.

Zou Lang entered the room without taking off his clothes, put the chinchilla in a small cage, and then lay down on the big bed. The soft latex mattress was simply the dreamland of gentleness.

If it weren’t for the wandering zombies outside and the constant calls, it would be a perfect date.

Yu Jingtang was a bit disdainful of his expression, standing by the bed and looking down. Zou Lang rolled a few times, perfectly messing up the bed, then got up and ran to the bathroom, “Bathtub, bathtub, I want to take a hot bath.”

As he spoke, he quickly stripped naked and turned on the faucet, “I’m exhausted, I’m dead tired, Yu Jingtang, you almost killed your husband.”

“Zou Lang, don’t forget my identity.” Yu Jingtang reminded him.

Zou Lang stuck half of his body out of the shower to answer him, “Yes, Sir, you almost killed your husband today.”

Yu Jingtang looked up at him, “Don’t take too long, ten minutes.”

Zou Lang was obedient this time, indeed, within ten minutes, he came out wearing a hotel bathrobe.

Yu Jingtang looked at him again and said coldly, “Put on your uniform, I don’t want you to go looking for death in a bathrobe if zombies suddenly come.”