Chapter 9 Debt Repayment in Flesh

"Boss?"

"I don't quite understand what you mean."

Liu Qingqing's mind was a little scrambled as she subconsciously spoke.

Zhang Ye had anticipated this reaction and immediately began to explain.

"Do you still remember how we got out of the supermarket?"

Liu Qingqing nodded.

"I remember."

"It was all thanks to those zombies."

A satisfied expression gleamed in Zhang Ye's eyes.

"That's good to know."

"Then do you remember what I said at the time?"

Liu Qingqing obediently nodded again.

"You said you could control the zombies and told me to stick close."

Zhang Ye gave her another look of approval, thinking to himself that this woman really was talented.

If it were any other woman, they probably would have fainted on the spot.

Yet she remembered so clearly.

Quite calm.

"Those zombies are my employees, so they follow my commands."

"Employees?"

Liu Qingqing's expression suddenly became a little dazed.

She remembered hearing this word from him before.

So she hadn't misheard?

Seeing her apparent confusion, Zhang Ye immediately said, "Anyway, you just need to know that I can control them."

"As for why I call them employees—"

"Do you remember the snacks covering the floor on the first level?"

Liu Qingqing promptly nodded, "I remember."

As she spoke, she suddenly gasped, a hint of surprise dawning in her eyes,

"Could it be that they were the ones who moved those from the supermarket?"

Admiration flashed in Zhang Ye's eyes once again.

Indeed, a clever woman.

She got it right away.

"But what does this have to do with you wanting me to call you boss?"

Liu Qingqing immediately thought of the previous matter again, with a flicker of puzzlement in her eyes.

Of course, Zhang Ye couldn't just say outright that like them, she had been added to something called the employee roster, so she had to listen to him.

Saying so would not only fail to win her approval, but it might also cause her to react negatively.

After all, humans and zombies are not the same.

Nobody wants to be a puppet.

Whether his system would have that ability in the future or not, at the moment it seemed he still needed to win people over with kindness.

He looked into the woman's innocent eyes and immediately knew what to say.

"Did I not save your life?"

The woman nodded.

"Did I not take a great risk?"

In the woman's mind, the scene from earlier emerged: hundreds of zombies crowding into the supermarket like mad.

It was truly risking life and limb to save her.

She nodded again.

"Did I not incur a great loss?"

The woman thought of those zombies trampled to death and nodded once more.

Without further explanation from Zhang Ye, she understood.

"I'm sorry."

"It's all my fault they suffered."

"Just tell me what you need me to do."

Liu Qingqing's head was nearly bowed to her chest, a strong sense of guilt prompting an inexplicable impulse within her.

To make it up to Zhang Ye.

Repay him with her body?

It appeared to be the only option at the moment.

After all, she had nothing else; she certainly couldn't just run outside and catch a few zombies to bring back, could she?

"Hold on."

"Why are you taking off your clothes?"

With gritted teeth, she was ready to strip, but then she heard the man's voice, full of confusion.

"What are you doing?"

"You're not thinking of repaying me with your body, are you?"

Zhang Ye squinted at her, his eyes filled with disdain.

What did she take herself for?

A ruffian?

He turned his head and tossed two hand-cranked generators in front of the woman.

"Look at this."

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"Oh, alright."

Liu Qingqing hastily responded a few times, immediately looking down.

The item in her arms looked like a power bank, but there was a strange handle on it.

There was also a faint line of small characters.

Relying on the moonlight from outside, she could barely make out what it said.

"Hand-cranked generator?"

"As long as there's physical strength, there will always be more electricity than difficulties?"

When she saw this, her pupils suddenly constricted:

No way?

It's actually a generator?

She suddenly envisioned an extremely eerie scene in her mind.

Two zombies stood in the corner, frantically cranking the handles of these two machines, turning their limitless stamina into the electric power Zhang Ye needed.

"It seems you've already guessed."

"This is the job the zombies in the room previous were tasked with."

"Generating electricity."

Zhang Ye said proudly, then cast his gaze upon Liu Qingqing's somewhat pale face.

"Now this job is given to you."

"Is that okay?"

The woman was stunned on the spot.

Given to her?

Perhaps afraid that she would be disheartened, Zhang Ye admonished her with added gravity:

"Don't worry."

"You just need to generate enough for me to use my phone for half an hour."

Liu Qingqing, upon hearing this, asked subconsciously, "How much electricity is needed for half an hour?"

Zhang Ye answered decisively.

"Not much."

"Around 20 percent or so."

"The phone has been used for a while, and the battery isn't that good anymore."

Liu Qingqing's eyelid twitched, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in her heart, her tone containing a bit more of probing:

"Then this generator, if cranked for an hour, can charge—"

"Two percent."

It was as if her head had been smashed by a hammer in an instant.

The woman felt an urge to faint right then and there. Just two percent?

Wouldn't that require ten hours?

Just to give him half an hour of use?

The man in front of her seemed to have suddenly become a different person.

Even the most demanding capitalist probably couldn't say something so chilling!

It was as though to deliberately provoke the guilt in her heart, Zhang Ye was slowly highlighting his losses.

Although these losses were negligible compared to what he obtained.

But they were perfect for exploiting a woman's soft spot.

"Do you still remember that zombie whose head you smashed?"

"The snacks on the first floor were carried bag by bag from the supermarket by it and the other workers!"

"Even they sacrificed themselves to cover for us."

"How pitiful."

At the end, he let out a deep sigh.

Melancholic and tragic.

Liu Qingqing's complexion had turned as pale as the wall.

Emotionally, she felt extremely guilty, as all of this was indeed caused by her.

But reason kept reminding her that the task of generating electricity was clearly unrealistic.

After all, humans are not zombies.

They can't work non-stop for 24 hours.

Even if she worked herself to death, she probably couldn't fully charge Zhang Ye's phone, which had a battery of 4000 milliampere hours at a glance.

After much thought, it seemed the only way to compensate was that one.

In the end, it's still about enduring physical hardship.

What's the difference?

"I'm sorry."

"I really am very sorry."

"But I really can't do this job."

Liu Qingqing was on the verge of tears, her eyes filled with plea as she looked at Zhang Ye.

"Zhang Ye, let's find another way to compensate."

"If it really comes to it, I'll just..."

"I'll just... give my... body..."

Zhang Ye lifted his eyelids, staring intently at her.

"Repay with your body?"

"Are you sure?"

"You said it yourself, don't regret it."

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