"Sister Qing'er, Auntie wouldn't blame you, and she wouldn't want you to be this sad. Go take a shower and change your clothes."
Chen Yi took a tissue to wipe the tears from Sister Qing'er's face. Sister Miao, standing to the side, watched him be so gentle and pursed her pink lips, looking extremely displeased.
"Sister Qing'er, what bloodline did you awaken?"
Li Miao'er glared unhappily at Ye Qing'er. If she didn't look so pitiful right now, I'd beat her up first.
"Slaughtering Valkyrie. My combat power increases every time I kill a zombie—even mutated animals count."
Ye Qing'er stared back provocatively. Why isn't this little girl afraid of me anymore?
In the past, her favorite thing was to bully the "little brat cat," forcing her to call her 'big sister' every day.
And making her watch as I got close to Xiao Yi...
Especially seeing her angry yet helpless expression—it was truly delightful.
"Hmph! I have the War God's bloodline too! I can beat you up easily now—the kind where you get strung up and thrashed!"
Li Miao'er shook the machete in her hand. She really wanted to beat up this "Big-T*ts Qing" and make her sing a few rounds of "Conquered" on her knees—preferably while dancing and singing at the same time.
"I don't believe it! Do you have any idea how strong I am now? Killing zombies is as easy as stepping on ants!"
Ye Qing'er stood up and glared back at Li Miao'er. The eyes of both girls burned with fighting spirit. I want to show off my home-court advantage! Your brother can only belong to me!
"Can you two stop? It's only 2:30 in the morning. You just reunited and you're already trying to fight? It's the apocalypse—can't we have a peaceful reunion?"
Chen Yi pressed his thin lips together, looking at them both. He didn't want to see them arguing, and he still wanted to get some sleep in the middle of the night.
"Xiao Yi, I'm so hungry… can you cook me something delicious?"
Ye Qing'er shot a glare at Li Miao'er, then turned to Chen Yi with a tender smile on her face, speaking softly.
"Sister Qing'er, go home, shower, and change. I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you."
Chen Yi smiled and nodded. As long as the two of them weren't fighting, he was fine. He really couldn't mediate if they started brawling.
"Brother, let's go back and rest quickly. I'm so sleepy~" Li Miao'er ran over and clung to Chen Yi's arm coquettishly.
"You two… together?"
Ye Qing'er, who had just turned to leave for home, froze upon hearing this. Instantly furious, a faint reddish light flickered in her eyes.
"Yep! Brother likes to hug me when he sleeps."
Li Miao'er stuck out her pink tongue with a giggle, a smug expression on her little face as she looked at Ye Qing'er provocatively.
"Ah! I'm going to kill you!"
Ye Qing'er's eyes instantly turned crimson. Clenching her fists, she charged over—she wanted to beat this little brat cat to death.
"Sister Qing'er! Meow'er and I haven't done anything else! Can you please stop making a scene?"
Chen Yi pressed his lips together and shook his head. He was fully aware of Sister Qing'er's feelings for him.
He also understood just how angry a person could be upon discovering they'd been… sidelined. But this kind of situation was truly beyond his ability to resolve.
"Xiao Yi, even if you haven't done anything else, you can't share a bed!"
Ye Qing'er's expression gradually calmed, but she suddenly realized her strength was no match for the "little white cat." The fist tightly clenched in her small hand couldn't budge an inch.
"Big-Tts Qing*, we're not biological siblings. Got it?"
Li Miao'er suddenly reached out a small hand and gave a hard slap, as if particularly displeased with those eye-catching "bunnies."
Sss— It hurts! Little brat cat! Do you have a death wish?!
Ye Qing'er violently shoved Sister Meow away, squatting on the ground in pain. Her face was a tangled mess of expressions, her body trembling involuntarily.
"Hmph! I couldn't beat you before, but you still think you can bully me now? Not a chance, understand?"
Li Miao'er squatted down with a smirk, patting "Big-T*ts Qing's" face. That's for all your showing off before. Now you know you're wrong, huh?
"Meow'er, Sister Qing'er, stop arguing. I'll get you both a bowl of noodles."
Chen Yi turned on the two other small desk lamps and placed them in the living room. With a resigned expression, he headed to the kitchen to cook noodles.
"Little brat cat! Just you wait!"
Ye Qing'er gritted her teeth, clutching her chest. Enduring the pain, she picked up a small desk lamp and walked out the door. I can't beat her now. I'll rest and eat first, then deal with her later.
"Heh."
Li Miao'er smiled disdainfully. Thinking you can do anything with that level of strength? You're just overconfident.
Boom!
Ye Qing'er kicked open the iron door of her own home. She didn't have the key on her, so brute force was the only option.
"Big-T*ts Qing! Are you trying to get us all killed?!" Li Miao'er stood at the doorway, shouting with pursed lips.
The nearby zombies, hearing the commotion, all began rushing over. The howls and footsteps of the undead were clearly audible.
"They're just a few zombies. Surely you can handle them, right?"
Ye Qing'er smirked and headed to the bedroom to pick out some clothes. I could easily take out a bunch of zombies. This little brat cat should be fine too.
"Better go down and clear out the zombies first. We can't let them block the doorway. Cleaning up the corpses afterward is a real hassle."
Li Miao'er gripped her machete and walked downstairs, taking up position by the third-floor entrance, waiting for the zombies to come to her.
Awooo!
Watching the zombies charge up, mouths gaping wide.
Li Miao'er coldly raised the machete, swiftly hacking at a zombie's neck.
Thud!
The two zombies at the front fell to the ground. The ones behind, with their scarlet pupils fixed on her, tumbled down the stairs.
"Pathetic. Really weak!"
Li Miao'er pursed her lips, raising the machete to slash at the remaining zombies. She'd lost all interest in these ordinary little zombies—there was no challenge at all.
The machete arced through the air in her hands, gleaming brightly. The dozen or so zombies clogging the corridor kept falling.
In the blink of an eye, only twitching, incomplete corpses remained in the hallway. The fifteen zombies that had rushed over were all neatly dealt with by Li Miao'er.
"Should dig out the Energy Crystals and give them to Brother. He's so weak—he absolutely needs some ability to protect himself."
Li Miao'er pursed her lips, went upstairs to fetch a dagger, quickly excavated the crystals from the zombies, smashed open a corridor window, and used a shovel to toss the corpses outside the building.
Hope, bring up Ye Qing'er's information for me. Chen Yi thought silently as he cooked noodles with eggs, preserved pork, and pickled vegetables.
Name: Ye Qing'er
Age: 18
Physique: 182
Spirit: 47
Charm: 95
Affection: 99
Bloodline Skill: Valkyrie's Fury (Not Fully Unlocked)
Evolution Level: First-Order, Low-Tier
These stats are truly impressive. Pity she still can't beat Miao'er. Looks like Sister Qing'er's life is going to be tough from now on.
A faint smile touched the corner of Chen Yi's mouth. He knew exactly how Sister Qing'er used to bully Sister Meow in the past—the two of them could be said to have a deep-seated grudge.
If they hadn't been childhood friends and good sisters, Sister Miao would never be this polite if it were anyone else.
"It smells amazing! Brother, I want a midnight snack too!"
Li Miao'er, having changed her clothes, quietly walked over. She stretched out her arms to gently wrap around her brother's waist, slipping her small hands under his shirt to softly stroke the warm, tender skin.
"Meow, you didn't end up fighting with Sister Qing'er, did you?"
Chen Yi smiled faintly, adding more water to the pot. He felt a bit hungry himself and planned to have some noodles before going to bed.