OBS Chapter 15 - 15 13 Have You Thought About What If I'm Gone
Chapter 15 - 15 13 Have You Thought About What If I'm Gone
15: Chapter 13: Have You Thought About What If I’m Gone?
15: Chapter 13: Have You Thought About What If I’m Gone?
After a satisfied burp, Su Mo, rubbing her stomach, looked at Lu Chen in amazement as a few square ice cubes emerged from the palm of his hand; he tossed them into the Flat Pot and commanded, “Go wash the bowls.”
“Oh…” she obediently picked up the pot to wash the dishes.
By the time she had cleaned the Flat Pot and put it back into the panel and was returning the bowls, a Tang Blade had appeared on the table in the room.
“While I’m still in condition, let’s test its effectiveness,” Lu Chen had just scavenged it from a nearby martial arts gym, and now it had a use.
The Tang Blade was about two fingers wide and three feet long, entirely black, made of pure steel.
Su Mo picked up the blade, weighing it in her hand, it felt light, that was her first instinct, holding it felt like it had no weight at all.
Holding the blade, she went downstairs first, Lu Chen following her after seeing she had no great fear of the zombies downstairs, he moved the refrigerator and sofa blocking the door and told her, “Wait here for me.”
Clutching the Tang Blade, Su Mo nodded her head; the air outside the door was several degrees warmer than inside and was filled with an unpleasant odor.
It wasn’t long before noises came from outside.
“Shh…
Shh…” Standing in front of the door, the familiar sounds made her tremble, she couldn’t help but call out softly, “Lu Chen?”
No response from the man, only the continuous hissing sounds of the approaching monsters and the grotesque reflection under the fierce sunlight.
Su Mo’s heart pounded like thunder; she realized this was a test.
A female zombie stood outside the door, its hair sparse, its eye sockets only filled with white eyeballs, its jaw torn off halfway, its head mechanically rotating as if
Then, an awkward cough from above made her blush and release her grip.
“It’s getting dark, we should go upstairs,” she said.
With her heart pounding uncontrollably, she gripped the blade and rushed up the stairs.
Downstairs, the corners of the man’s mouth curled upwards.
Once back in her room, Su Mo eagerly summoned the panel.
At the bottom of the screen, a progress bar appeared, filled to 15 out of a possible 100.
So the system needed her to kill zombies to upgrade.
Su Mo was thrilled, confident that she could level up quickly under these conditions.
As night fell, Lu Chen drew the curtains and covered the gap in the middle with a cloth.
In the darkness, he lit a candle, and the dim candlelight illuminated the room.
After confirming that there was no light leaking from the room, he took out two pieces of bread from the space—this was their dinner for the evening.
After finishing the bread, Su Mo lay down early in bed, turning to watch Lu Chen leaning on the small sofa with a blanket over him, eyes closed in feigned sleep.
She couldn’t help but whisper, “Have you been sleeping like this for the past half a month?”
“Mm,” he replied.
With confirmation, tears welled up in Su Mo’s eyes.
After hesitating, she spoke again: “Would you…
squeeze in with me?
It must be tiring lying like that.”
Lu Chen raised an eyebrow, opened his previously closed eyes, and teased, “Are you inviting me?”
At that, Su Mo didn’t want to talk anymore.
She turned over, closed her eyes, and huffed, preparing to sleep.
Throughout the past half month, he had taken brief naps only when dawn was approaching.
Nights were filled with all sorts of dangers, and privately, he hoped Su Mo could get a good night’s sleep tonight.
Today she was indeed exhausted and soon fell into a deep sleep.