Scales

It was already past midnight. After Yun You treated Han Qichuan's injuries, she moved him from the sofa on the first floor to the sofa on the second floor.

Along the way, he complained.

"The smell of the mucus of those mutants is really not inferior to zombies at all."

Because he had killed so many mutants, it was inevitable that Han Qichuan would be stained.

After Yun You placed him on the sofa, she tidied his messy hair. Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly felt a familiar feeling.

Wait a minute, healing this injury shouldn't be like this? Why am I going to faint again? Why is there a delay? Wait, I want to sleep on the bed!!

Yun You fell and pressed against Han Qichuan's chest.

Late at night, even Big Orange was curled up on another sofa and sleeping soundly. The system automatically turned off the lights in the shop and everything fell silent.

No one noticed that on Han Qichuan's chest, a gray light flashed and disappeared.

Early in the morning.

Han Qichuan opened his eyes and saw a familiar ceiling. It seemed that he was in the shop.

Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly felt a weight on his chest. When he took a closer look, he realized that Yun You was lying on his body and had yet to wake up. She was sleeping soundly.

From the first time he saw Yun You, he felt that she was very beautiful. She looked quiet and indifferent when she was asleep, and she had a rare, pure aura in the apocalypse. Inadvertently, a smile appeared on his lips and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Closing his eyes, Han Qichuan's expression was cold. When he opened them again, his gaze were stormy.

He remembered everything that happened yesterday, including what happened after he lost control. Those mutants were very familiar to him, as if he had often interacted with them, and the whistle that made him lose control and transform.

Han Qichuan raised his right hand that was not pressed down by Yun You. Seeing that the previous wound had already healed, he felt no illness or pain on his body.

Healing power? It suits her.

Han Qichuan summoned the scales on his body and looked at the scales that clearly did not belong to a human. He fell into deep thought. Before he transformed yesterday, he did not even know.

Recalling the images of the fragmented memories that surfaced when he lost control last night, the cold instruments, the ugly monsters, the blood…

Who was he? Where had he come from before?

…

Han Qichuan's eyes darkened.

No matter who he was, it was impossible for him to have anything to do with her past.

She was pure, as if she was from the territory of light, and he most likely came from the darkness.

He looked at the sleeping Yun You. If she hadn't saved him, perhaps they wouldn't have crossed paths now. It was a little difficult to repay the favor of saving his life twice!

Yun You woke up in a daze. The moment she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of dark eyes. She immediately jumped up, and her face was stained with a faint pink color.

She pretended to be calm and glanced at the messy hair in front of her. She coughed lightly and said, "I'm sorry. I was a little tired after treating you last night, so I fell asleep."

Seeing Yun You's actions, Han Qichuan's gloomy mood immediately dissipated. However, he did not know how to respond, so he could only nod quietly.

Yun You hurriedly picked up Big Orange, who was still sleeping in at the side, and rushed to the kitchen on the second floor. "I'll go make breakfast first. Go wash up!"

Big Orange, who was eating dried fish in his dream, was jolted awake.

Han Qichuan glanced at himself. He was dirty and messy. The smell of dried mucus was unpleasant. His good mood sank again.

—-

At noon, the sun was strong, and the zombie activity was relatively weak.

The team on Cang Qing's side was at the temporary campsite, loading the supplies that they had collected previously.

The leader gathered everyone, packed up, and prepared to leave to meet up with the Dragon Might Base.

C City would become very dangerous soon. The task of preventing zombies from obtaining the Prism Fruit would be handed over to people with sufficient strength. As for the details, they would discuss it with the people from Dragon Might.

"Let's go."

Hopefully, nothing unexpected would happen along the way.

—-

In White Clouds store.

Indeed, the traffic in C City had been going on for the entire morning, but there was not a single person in sight.

At noon, Yun You cooked. Han Qichuan insisted on coming to help, but it hindered Yun You's progress. However, Yun You did feel that Han Qichuan was working hard, so she did not blame him. She did not want to dampen his enthusiasm.

He just needed to practice his cooking skills more. It was not impossible for him to become a Kitchen Killer now and a Master Chef in future.

After eating and washing the dishes, Yun You went downstairs and planned to man the shop to see if anyone would come to buy anything this afternoon.

Han Qichuan was fine. Because his injuries had healed, he did not need to continue recuperating. He followed Yun You downstairs.

This was the first time he had carefully observed Yun You's shop. He was surprised and puzzled. Why would she want to open a shop in such a dangerous place?

In his memory, other than the base, there were almost no shops in the apocalypse.

He was not worried about the number of customers in the shop. From the food he had eaten these few days, the shop did not lack untainted food. But finding a supply of pure food is a difficult task.

When Yun You saw the empty cabinet shelf, she remembered that the things she had taken out of the space this morning had not been put up. She could ask Han Qichuan for help.

Han Qichuan nodded. "Coming."

With Han Qichuan's help, the products were quickly shelved. Now that there was nothing else and there were no customers, Yun You was free.

Han Qichuan sat in a chair and took a book that Yun You had placed at the front desk to read. Yun You was lying on the front desk, stroking the cat with one hand and studying the system interface that only she and Big Orange could see.

There were still many functions of the shop that had not been activated but she could use the interface to understand them first.

Yun You looked up at Han Qichuan and suddenly thought of what happened yesterday.

"What happened yesterday? I felt that you lost control after that. Also, what's with your transformation?" Yun You was a little curious.

Han Qichuan raised his head and looked at Yun You silently.

After a moment of silence, when Yun You thought that he would not answer, an apologetic voice sounded. "I don't know either."

He doesn't know?!

"Before yesterday, I didn't even know I could transform."

"Then why … ?"

"The whistle."

Whistle? Yun You was a little puzzled.

What did it have to do with the whistle? Besides, she didn't hear it yesterday.

[Meow, I heard it. It's so unpleasant.] Big Orange lay lazily.

[Big Orange, did you hear that?]

[Meow, it might be specially made. It's normal for ordinary people not to hear it.] Big Orange explained.

"So, you heard the whistle and lost control?"

"Yes, those mutants are also very familiar. When I saw them yesterday, some images flashed past."

And those mutants? Where was Han Qichuan before? Could it be as she had guessed? Most likely it's possible.

"Transform. Can you control it now?"

"Sure."

"Can I see those scales?"

This time, Han Qichuan hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

Han Qichuan did not complete his transformation. Only one of his hands had turned into his previous claw. However, he was afraid of hurting Yun You, so he retracted his sharp claws. The scales on his hand were cold, as if a layer of hard armor had escaped.

Yun You looked at the scale and suddenly thought of the injuries he had suffered yesterday. An unknown anger rose in her, but she could not scold him. She could only glare at him fiercely.

Han Qichuan, who was glared at, looked confused. What's wrong?

Boom—

A tremor drew their attention.

After that.

Thud!

The door of the shop was pushed open hurriedly.