CHAPTER 574: CHAPTER 572: LI QIAN’S CALCULATION

Su Mo was also somewhat drunk, lying on Lu Chen’s legs, drowsy and wanting to sleep.

In the neighboring refugee camp, Lu Jin sat alone on the terrace. Because of the infection and pain in his leg, a large patch on his back was drenched, and his fists were clenched tightly. His dark eyes were filled with memories of the time he spent with Su Mo beneath the laboratory.

That was the most precious thing in his life.

Outside the door, several soldiers stood guard, all with helpless looks in their eyes, unable to understand why their boss insisted on torturing himself like this.

Jianxiong was also drunk, and when he burst into Li He’s room, he gave him quite a fright. Li He had just finished bathing and came out to find his door lock had been broken by Jianxiong.

"Jianxiong... you’ve got the wrong room," he said, with only a towel wrapped around his waist, bare-chested, and his waist as slender as a woman’s.

As Jianxiong looked on, he didn’t know what came over him. He took a few steps forward and enveloped the slender figure in his arms.

Li He was startled by his actions, "What are you doing!?"

Being pressed against the wall suddenly, his face turned uncontrollably red.

Jianxiong’s rough breath sprayed over his neck, and with a blurry gaze fixed on Li He’s face, he said in a low voice, "Zhao Changsheng, you damn woman, burp."

The rosy color on Li He’s face vanished in an instant. He didn’t know where he got the strength from but he kicked straight into Jianxiong’s groin, causing him enough pain to sober up a bit.

"Li... Li He?"

Li He put on his coat, speaking with an unusual coldness, "You’re in the wrong place, Zhao Changsheng and Li Qian are next door."

"No, it’s not... I wasn’t looking for her, I just..." Jianxiong said, scratching his head in confusion, but before he could finish speaking, he was pushed out the door.

The door was slammed shut by Li He, who then barricaded it with a table.

Jianxiong took a long time to come back to his senses, standing at the door and muttering to himself, "I just wanted to say she can really hold her liquor."

That night, there was indulgence for many, and tears for a small number of those who had lost loved ones.

When Su Mo woke up, she found herself naked and rolled into Lu Chen’s arms, with his large hand gripping her abdomen tightly.

She admired the expanse of the man’s attractive chest muscles, sighing that almost thirty years old, this body was still so covetable. At the same time, she was somewhat worried; both of them had drunk a lot yesterday, and it seemed like...

Her eyes flickered... it surely couldn’t be that accurate.

"Damn it! That son of a bitch Li Qian!"

Zhao Changsheng’s roar from the next room, akin to the Lion’s Roar, successfully startled Su Mo. She wrapped herself in a blanket and sat up, only to be pulled back down. She struggled a bit and said, "Stop it, something seems to have happened over there."

"Nothing happened, sleep a bit longer. Yesterday it was Li Qian who carried her back," he said.

Having been reminded by him, Su Mo also came to see that this was definitely a trap set by Li Qian.

Elsewhere in the hotel, the soft big bed had collapsed for some reason, with the fluffy down feathers from the duvet torn out and flying everywhere. What had been a four-poster bed now had all four posts broken.

Li Qian looked innocently as Zhao Changsheng choked him, locking him to the bed, "Don’t you remember? Yesterday you forced me."

Zhao Changsheng’s face was full of rage, and her hands, which sought to strangle him, suddenly froze. She rapidly replayed the previous day’s events in her mind.

Indeed, she had drunk too much, and it was he who had carried her back. It seemed that she had been the one who, in her inebriation, had initially pulled him close and kissed him willingly...

Li Qian still seemed a bit resistant.

At this point in the memory card, Zhao Changsheng let out a cold laugh, pressing closer to him, "You actually find me repulsive?"

Her thought process really was quite peculiar, Li Qian couldn’t help but laugh, his hand covering her waist, and in an instant, they switched positions, "Then let’s do it again."

...

By the time Su Mo was fully dressed, there was still no sound or movement from the room next door, nor had anyone come out, she listened intently and couldn’t help but laugh mischievously.

What they were doing was self-explanatory.

She sat on a small chair in the room, finally having the time to open the panel and check out her All Things Tree and the farming functions.

The farming function was particularly enticing, similar to QQ Farm’s interface, starting with just four plots of land. You could spend points to plant various types of rice or fruits, with prices increasing with the rarity of the item, but for the harvest times, the cheapest wheat could be harvested from a plot in just 24 hours.

Su Mo was stunned by this feature, staring at the screen for a long time before she finally came to her senses and switched to the All Things Tree function.

It was a miniature tree. At first, she thought it bore fruit, but in fact, it didn’t, as she could clearly see a sheep, which was bleating, hanging from the tree.

It was the kind of lamb from before the apocalypse, looking very delicious.

The use of this tree was similar to that of the farming land; all she needed to do was buy a lamb, hang it on the tree to grow, and then it could be harvested.

No wonder it’s called the All Things Tree, Su Mo looked at the pages filled with animals from before the apocalypse and unconsciously swallowed.

"What are you looking at?" Lu Chen came out with some bread and milk and placed them on the table.

Su Mo looked at him hesitantly, "Lu Chen, do you want to eat spicy hotpot? The kind with sliced lamb for dipping?"

"You’re craving hotpot? We’ll make it tonight."

Su Mo saw his indulgent expression and didn’t say anything; she simply picked up a piece of bread from the table and began nibbling on it, "Never mind, all you need to know is that from now on, we can raise chickens even if we live underground."

Lu Chen still looked confused. As he wiped the bread crumbs off her face, he said, "After eating, you can rest for a while if you’re tired, or we can go for a stroll. I need to discuss with Rong Bai where we can build more bunkers."

Su Mo nodded. "Right, and we have to worry about engineers and such. This is a massive project, building bunkers with our own hands isn’t as simple as it is aboveground."

"I understand."

After getting affectionate for a while, Lu Chen left, and Su Mo couldn’t stay put in her room. She ran to Jiang Yulian’s room, ruffled Jiang Zhuoyang’s hair and gave him a pack of beef jerky to chew on, then leisurely left the hotel.

Her restaurant had reopened after the big battle.

However, since everyone had their fill of meat recently, there wasn’t much business for the time being. Su Mo, as usual, left some stored seasoning and meat in the shop, and found several buckets of fish and fresh seasonal vegetables like potatoes.

"Did Rong Bai bring these?"

The cake chef nodded. "Delivered early this morning."

Without much comment, Su Mo simply said, "Okay, if there’s not much business this morning, just catch a few fish to finish early and close up."

With the boss being so generous, the three employees had gotten used to it and even put on some weight.

Su Mo was quite pleased to see their increasingly rounded faces. She strutted off, with the commercial street having regained its former prosperity, smiles blossoming on everyone’s faces.