Chapter 70 It’s Over, I’m Going to Die of Embarrassment

Chapter 70 It's Over, I'm Going to Die of Embarrassment

"No!"

Shen Que tried to remove Meng Ci from himself, but as soon as Shen Que moved his hand, Meng Ci started to unconsciously whimper.

Moreover, the hand that was around his neck tightened, and some long hair brushed against his neck, making it tickle.

He couldn't wake him up, nor could he get him off.

Meng Ci clearly heard Shen Que sigh and then let go of the hand pushing him away.

Meng Ci was satisfied.

It seemed he had great potential for seduction!

He needed to keep trying and win Shen Que over sooner rather than later, so he could live comfortably in the apocalypse.

However, he still needed to strive to survive, living one more day at a time.

Today was December 6th, and there were thirteen days left until the heavy rain stopped.

But soon, other nightmares would come.

On December 19th, acid rain began to fall intermittently.

Many people in the book would think the heavy rain had ended and would go out to celebrate on rubber boats.

However, a sudden acid rain would fall, corroding people's skin and destroying the rubber boats.

Some people exposed to the acid rain for too long would have difficulty breathing.

In the apocalypse, hospitals and clinics couldn't function, leaving these people to die at home.

Many buildings would also be corroded and collapse.

Fortunately, the houses in Jin Shang Jia Yuan were sturdy and didn't have major issues.

This was one of the main reasons Meng Ci chose to stay here from the beginning to weather the early stages of the heavy rain.

Meng Ci's head had been resting on Shen Que's chest for quite a while, and he pretended to be unconscious as he turned his face.

This chest was a good pillow.

Too bad there were so many layers of clothes between them.

He wondered what Shen Que's reaction would be if he pretended to be drunk and put his hand under Shen Que's clothes.

Forget it.

Better to take things slowly, or else he might scare Shen Que away, which would be counterproductive.

He wasn't sure if Shen Que liked men, but given his lack of strong reactions to Duan Yan and Chengyu, he probably wasn't homophobic.

Thinking about Shen Que's usual care for him, perhaps he was deeply closeted.

Then he regretted not downloading some instructional videos when there was still internet. What if Shen Que didn't know anything!

Would he have to take the initiative?

Forget it, forget it. If it came down to it, he could be on top.

As for the lubricants and other necessities, Meng Ci assured himself that there were plenty in his storage space.

All of them were scavenged from the pharmaceutical factory, ensuring Shen Que wouldn't get hurt.

Meng Ci's thoughts became increasingly wild, and eventually, he fell asleep without realizing it.

When he woke up, Shen Que was no longer on the bed.

Meng Ci was lying on the bed, covered with a blanket.

He curled up in the blanket and took a deep breath.

Hmm, it was all Shen Que's scent.

It smelled nice.

He wriggled a bit, and Meng Ci's eyes widened in shock.

Oh no!

Realizing something was wrong, he quickly threw off the blanket and sat up.

He hurriedly grabbed the military coat beside the bed and put it on, planning to leave before Shen Que returned.

He quietly opened the bedroom door, peeked out, and saw no one, so he could leave.

"Wake up?"

Just as he closed the bedroom door, he heard Shen Que's voice.

Meng Ci nodded, "Yeah."

"Um, how did I end up here? Did I get drunk?"

"Anyway, thanks for letting me stay. I'll be going now."

With that, Meng Ci wrapped his coat tighter and headed towards the door.

Shen Que said, "I've finished cooking. Stay and have dinner before you go."

As he spoke, he placed a plate of shredded potatoes on the dining table.

Meng Ci saw that Shen Que seemed normal, and since his own stomach was growling, he endured his discomfort and lightly coughed in agreement.

"Alright."

Sitting at the table, Meng Ci looked at the dish and felt confused. Were these shredded potatoes or potato sticks? How could someone's knife skills be so poor?

Then, Shen Que brought out two bowls of noodles from the kitchen.

The noodles were prepared earlier using Meng Ci's noodle press, and there was nothing wrong with them.

They divided the shredded potatoes equally.

After mixing his noodles, Meng Ci found that the taste of the shredded potatoes was acceptable, most importantly, the potatoes were cooked through.

"How is it?" Shen Que suddenly asked.

"I used the same seasonings as when you cooked before," Shen Que explained.

Meng Ci nodded, "It's good."

"It's much better than the first time I cooked," Meng Ci sincerely praised.

Meng Ci had something on his mind and wasn't in the mood to chat. After finishing his meal, he hurried back.

As soon as he closed the security door, Meng Ci entered the space.

He rushed into the bathroom, took off his clothes, and took a shower.

But this time, his eyes kept sneaking glances at the clothes set aside.

What did he do yesterday? His pants were wet.

And he slept on top of Shen Que.

What if Shen Que sensed something and thought he was making a move!

Now, how could he face him again!

Thinking about this, Meng Ci couldn't help but cover his face.

Social death, complete.

However!

Meng Ci's eyes lit up. Shen Que's expression today was normal, indicating that Shen Que didn't know what happened.

Perhaps Shen Que was deeply asleep and unaware of what he did.

Or maybe Shen Que also has feelings for him.

In any case, Shen Que's reaction was favorable to Meng Ci.

It seems chasing after Shen Que is within reach.

Before leaving the space, Meng Ci went up to the rooftop as usual to check if the words on the wall had changed.

This time, as Meng Ci approached the wall, the words suddenly changed.

A new line appeared: "Large amounts of acid rain needed to provide unlimited water in the space."

Meng Ci's eyes lit up!

Acid rain was imminent, and he had already stored two glass tanks in the space specifically for collecting acid rain.

With running water in the space, he could use water freely without worrying about conserving it, even while taking a shower.

Meng Ci happily left the space and secretly carried a plastic bag down to the fifth floor, then threw it away.

Now that the evidence of his embarrassment was gone, there was nothing to fear anymore.

During his recovery period, residents intermittently returned from the refugee camp, and the military began patrolling the area by boat.

It seemed that more residents were leaving the refugee camps, prompting the military to maintain order.

Regardless, with the protection of these soldiers, they were safer than before, at least free from large-scale bandits.

The little rabbit, carefully tended by Meng Ci, had grown fur and would be ready to eat soon.

The previously planted vegetables were almost depleted, so Meng Ci turned the soil and sowed new seeds.

He also gave several packets of vegetable seeds to Yun Jingcen, considering that they had provided food and helped clean up the battlefield.