So, the system was unreliable. Right now, she could only rely on herself, using the strength of her five beast husbands to enter the west side of the Misty Forest together and also find resources to enhance her own mental energy.
Because while familiarizing herself with the rules of the Misty Continent, she had also discovered a dangerous point.
In the east side of the Misty Continent where she lived, there was also a probability of fog rising.
Perhaps one moment it would be a sunny day, and the next, it would be enveloped in fog with visibility less than three meters.
This was the natural fog of the Misty Continent, not poisonous, but due to the fog as a medium, fog corpses would randomly generate in any place shrouded by it.
Fog corpses were different from zombies. They were unique monsters to the west side of the Misty Continent, stronger and harder to kill than zombies. There was a very low probability of finding star stones that could upgrade abilities within their brains.
Fortunately, however, it hadn't fogged in the east side of the Misty Continent for two years.
Xiao Jinsheng's heart, which had been frightened by the photos of the fog corpses, gradually calmed down.
Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, she heard a loud crash of breaking glass.
Xiao Jinsheng thought it was Mo Jiao, his murderous intent still lingering, breaking in. Following the sound, she saw that the outside of her bedroom window was filled with fog, and a bloody, flayed-looking living corpse was plastered against the glass.
"Save me, save me, save me…" Xiao Jinsheng sat on the bed, her small face deathly pale, unable to move an inch due to fear. She screamed at the top of her lungs, "Help me—"
"Not good, a fog corpse has come upstairs." As soon as Yu Yunxiao heard her miserable cry, he guessed that a fog corpse had broken into Xiao Jinsheng's room from the balcony.
The thought that if Xiao Jinsheng died, he would also die, made Yu Yunxiao transform into a white blur and rush upstairs.
He wanted to open the door to rescue her, only to find that the woman had locked it from the inside.
"If it weren't for our shared life and death, Xiao Jinsheng, you would deserve to die for this behavior," Yu Yunxiao said urgently.
Que Zelian pulled him aside and kicked the bedroom door down. He saw the fog corpse inside, already lunging to bite Xiao Jinsheng on the bed.
He raised his hand and with a wave, a gust of wind directly wrapped around the fog corpse, threw it out the window, and tore it into pieces of flesh.
The danger was resolved. Remembering how he had been locked out by Xiao Jinsheng during the day, Yu Yunxiao scoffed, "Now you know fear, huh? Told you not to like locking doors."
Xiao Jinsheng sobbed, hugging her pillow as she got off the bed. She glanced at the shattered window with flesh and blood clinging to the glass, still somewhat shaken.
She went to Que Zelian and this time sincerely thanked him.
Wuwuwu, she regretted it.
This damn apocalypse was impossible to live in, even with handsome men around.
Her plans were clear, but she couldn't withstand the visual shock of a sudden fog corpse attack.
She had to remember that in the past, she was just a fragile college student who didn't even dare to watch horror movies.
"Which room did you choose? I'll sleep with you tonight," Xiao Jinsheng said to Que Zelian.
A flicker crossed Que Zelian's eyes, and he politely declined, "You are the head of the household; you must sleep in the master bedroom."
"Then you sleep in my room with me," Xiao Jinsheng insisted.
She was truly afraid. Rather than being ambushed by a fog corpse in her sleep, she would rather have another person in the room.
At least because of their shared life and death, these five men wouldn't kill her right now.
Of course, Mo Jiao was an exception.
Xiao Jinsheng had also chosen Que Zelian after careful consideration.
Yu Yunxiao and Huai Qing's abilities had no offensive power and were only three stars.
Mo Jiao's ability was five stars, but his murderous intent towards her was too strong, so he was eliminated.
Out of the five men, only Su Ye and Que Zelian remained. The former was four stars, and the latter was five stars.
But Su Ye was too fierce, had a bad temper, and liked to scare her with bloody things.
Xiao Jinsheng felt that Su Ye might not let her die at the hands of a fog corpse, but he might just cut off some fog corpse flesh and place it by her bedside.
So, Su Ye was eliminated.
After this process of elimination, only Que Zelian remained.
Firstly, he was strong. Secondly, he didn't like to interact with her.
Therefore, their interactions were few, making him the one among the five men with the least conflict with Xiao Jinsheng.
"If you don't agree, I'll divorce the other four," Seeing that Que Zelian still wanted to refuse, Xiao Jinsheng became forceful.
Yu Yunxiao even added fuel to the fire from the side, "Hurry up and refuse her."
"I'll sleep with you," Que Zelian said, truly not wanting to be the only one left divorced, only to be killed by the other four men, making him and Xiao Jinsheng a pair of doomed lovers.
"Could you not say it in such a misleading way? It's just sleeping in the same room. I'm not going to take your sofa; I'll sleep in your bed, good sleeper," With her life secured, Xiao Jinsheng felt confident again.
Even Que Zelian's high level of self-restraint was almost broken by her.
What kind of person was this! Honestly.
Returning to the bedroom with Xiao Jinsheng, Que Zelian went to shower.
He was a germaphobe and couldn't stand the rotten and bloody stench after fighting the fog corpse.
Xiao Jinsheng hugged her pillow and directly pounced onto the bed that Que Zelian had just made for the night.
Because tonight was the first night the five men had their own rooms, all the bedding was new.
Xiao Jinsheng rolled around in the soft comforter, and hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, she suddenly stopped.
The thought of sharing a room tonight with a handsome 1.87-meter man, a man who was nominally her husband and was currently showering, made Xiao Jinsheng's cheeks instantly heat up, and a pile of inappropriate thoughts flooded her mind.
She desperately needed some eye candy to dispel the fear she had felt from the fog corpse.
Thinking about seeing a beautiful man emerge from the shower later, she quickly hid under the covers, pretending to be asleep while leaving a gap to peek at the bathroom.
The sound of water stopped, but after waiting for a while, Que Zelian didn't appear.
Xiao Jinsheng became a little anxious and lifted the covers, preparing to go to the bathroom to see if something had happened to him inside, when she saw the bathroom door open. Que Zelian, under her expectant gaze, was wrapped up like a penguin.
Only his hands and face were exposed outside his clothes.
"Wrapped up so tightly, aren't you hot?" Xiao Jinsheng said speechlessly.
Que Zelian gave her a meaningful look, hinting at something. "The apocalypse is dangerous. Even men have to protect themselves."
Xiao Jinsheng: …
Good heavens!
She just wanted to feast her eyes; she didn't intend to sleep with him. Did he have to guard against her as if she were a wolf?
Lifting the blanket on the sofa by the window, Xiao Jinsheng noticed as Que Zelian went over that he was even wearing three pairs of socks.
It wasn't the scorching heat of summer in May, but the weather was still warm and dry.
This man was wrapped up like a penguin, and he was even wearing three pairs of socks.
He had clearly made ample preparations, afraid that she might become overly amorous. Even if she wanted to force herself on him, just taking off Que Zelian's attire would likely extinguish any passion.
Xiao Jinsheng was truly speechless. If he didn't want her to see, he didn't want her to see. She didn't care anyway.
Before getting into bed, Xiao Jinsheng snorted at Que Zelian, "You can't be a male Bodhisattva."
"I don't believe in Buddhism," Que Zelian said, turning his head to look at her.
Looking at Xiao Jinsheng's sullen expression, a good-natured smile curved his lips.
Xiao Jinsheng said she would change, and he did hope she could change for the better.
At least her current sulky appearance was much more pleasing to the eye than usual.
Glancing at Que Zelian's tightly closed bedroom door, and even recalling the sound of water in the bathroom earlier, the four men who were still staying up late outside, responsible for dealing with the fog corpses, all felt a strange sensation in their hearts.