The Trapped Beauty Professor
Xiao Yi immediately rolled out of bed and strode to the bathroom window, peering out.
Across the way, in one of the rooms of the Teachers' Dormitory, the door had swung open. A man and a woman were trapped in the middle of a zombie horde. The man gripped a wooden stick, desperately trying to fight his way out, only to get tackled to the ground by several zombies. The woman seized the chance to duck back inside the room.
"Idiots!" Xiao Yi sneered with utter disdain.
"Isn't that our economics department's beauty professor? Why's she holed up in a room with the vice principal?" Shen Ting Ting said, her voice laced with surprise.
Li Wan Ning watched the pair's death throes in the opposite hallway, her heart softening. "Master, aren't you going to save her? She's the most beautiful teacher at our school, and she's such a kind person too. They wouldn't have taken such a huge risk rushing out unless they were completely out of options."
Xiao Yi knew the beauty professor well—he'd sat in on her classes before. Back then, staring up at her from the seats below, he'd fantasized countless times about pinning her from behind, gripping her tight.
The professor was irresistibly alluring, exuding a mature seduction like a ripe peach begging to be devoured by green university boys like them.
But every time she turned, fixing the class with that haughty, icy gaze, Xiao Yi would involuntarily look away, a wave of awe and self-loathing washing over him.
She was too stunning, too perfect—a goddess perched on an iceberg, impossible to look at directly.
If he hadn't witnessed that scene, Xiao Yi might've charged over without a second thought, rescuing his dream girl and whisking her back to his castle for tender care. But now? Seeing this ice queen shacked up with some old geezer? Disappointment soured everything.
Two people hiding in one room? Only two possibilities: either they'd barricaded themselves there before the zombie virus hit, or they'd gotten cozy after and slipped through a door when the chance arose.
Clearly, it was the former.
Sneaking into a room together before the outbreak? What else could they have been doing?
Xiao Yi felt a surge of contempt.
The professor's image in his mind plummeted.
He didn't lack for women. In this apocalypse, any he wanted would drop to their knees and worship at his feet!
Why risk his neck for some tainted slut?
With a dismissive scoff, Xiao Yi yanked the curtains shut, dressed himself, and turned to Li Wan Ning and Shen Ting Ting. "Pack up. Grab anything useful from this dorm and load it up. Then I'm taking you to my castle."
They'd gotten way too carried away playing around. Xiao Yi had wasted too much time already—he needed to get back to the City of Sin and bury those zombie corpses fast.
The two women were perfectly obedient now. At his command, they sprang into action, rummaging through the room.
Li Wan Ning stuck to essentials: bedsheets, blankets, clothes, shoes, that sort of thing.
But what the hell was Shen Ting Ting on about?
Facial cleanser? Makeup? Designer handbags?
Fine, that didn't take much space. But this massive white bear hug pillow? What the fuck?
Xiao Yi's face turned pitch black...
Once he'd magicked all their stuff into his Space Bag, Xiao Yi gripped his Sin Blade and led the way out of the room.
After so many kills, he'd gotten used to slaughtering zombies. With his boosted physique, handling basic low-level ones was a breeze.
Even lugging two deadweights, he made it from the girls' dorm to the City of Sin in just over five minutes.
The path behind them was littered with zombies cleaved clean in half.
He dumped their supplies first, then emptied the Space Bag of corpses onto the open ground—two dozen or so, piled dense.
"From now on, your job is burying these zombie bodies for me. The tombstones show the burial timer—you must keep corpses going into these Tombs nonstop. Got it?" Xiao Yi said, his face dead serious.
Powering himself up, expanding the castle—it all hinged on these Tombs churning through bodies. He took this deadly seriously. If they couldn't handle even this simple shit, he'd toss them right back to the dorm.
His castle didn't tolerate trash! Not even the hottest women.
"Yes, Master!" Li Wan Ning bowed sweetly in compliance.
Shen Ting Ting, meanwhile, puffed out her cheeks in a pouty whine. "These zombies are so gross—how can you make two delicate beauties like us do that? We're your women now; you should be treating us nice!"