Zhou Keh Er raised the baseball bat in her hand, gazing at the colossal ice lump before her. With a determined resolve, she bit her lip and decisively brought the bat down!
As a woman educated in medicine, her aversion to corpses was not as intense. A resounding crack echoed as the ice lump shattered into pieces. The reverberation sent a shock through Zhou Keh Er's hand, and with a soft exclamation, she dropped the baseball bat.
Furrowing her brows slightly, Zhou Keh Er massaged her palm. "So hard!"
Without waiting for Zhang Yi to speak, she entered the room, returning with a large sledgehammer in her hand. "This one works better!" she declared firmly.
Zhang Yi fell into silence for a moment, realizing he might have underestimated the woman before him. After fulfilling Zhang Yi's request, Zhou Keh Er climbed back over.
"Why bother recording this?" Zhou Keh Er asked curiously, changing her clothes.
Zhang Yi's lips curled up slightly as he sent it to the homeowners' group. Zhou Keh Er suddenly realized, "Are you establishing dominance in the homeowners' group to prevent them from bothering you in the future?"
Zhang Yi smirked, "Not only that. I want to replace Chen Zhenghao in their hearts."
The neighbors feared Chen Zhenghao more than him because Chen had a gun and was willing to kill for supplies. Despite Zhang Yi killing several people, the impression he gave was still that of a sneaky homebody.
Zhou Keh Er nodded, showing support for Zhang Yi's approach.
As Zhang Yi rested on the sofa, monitoring the group chat, Zhou Keh Er sat beside him like a docile cat, legs folded. The atmosphere resembled that of a couple deeply in love.
Zhou Keh Er's feelings for Zhang Yi stemmed from dependence, a natural inclination of women towards strength. Yet, for Zhang Yi, she currently had more of a servant-like role. As for emotions, that was a matter for the future. If emotions did arise, they wouldn't be overwhelming.
Recently, the internet seemed to be deteriorating. It took a minute for Zhang Yi's video to upload, likely due to the impact of heavy snow on the nearby base stations. However, as a world-renowned infrastructure enthusiast, China's communication standards remained top-notch.
Neighbors, seeing the video, opened it with curiosity. The sight of Chen Zhenghao and others meeting a gruesome end elicited laughter, some tinged with tears.
"Chen Zhenghao, the devil, has finally died!"
"Xiao Cui, you can rest in peace now!"
"Finally... he's finally dead! We can go out now!"
"Damn thing, died well! Haha! Haha... haha... sob sob sob..."
The neighbors hated Chen Zhenghao to the bone. If not for him, many in the building wouldn't have died—family, friends, and loved ones, all brutally killed by Chen Zhenghao and his group.
Zhang Yi posted a message in the group: "Chen Zhenghao is dead, and I did it."
Seeing the video with Zhou Keh Er in it, some neighbors began pleading desperately.
"Zhang Yi, has Xiao Cui moved into your place? Why did you let Xiao Cui in and not me? Why won't you let me in?"
They sensed a loophole—Zhou Keh Er helping Zhang Yi in the video meant they might be together. Many expressed their desires to join, thinking Zhang Yi's place was a paradise.
"Zhang Yi, Xiao Cui can do what she does, and I can do it even better! Let me in!"
"Zhang Yi, I've liked you for a long time. Can you be my boyfriend?"
"Zhang Yi, though I'm a man, I can do anything for you..."
Zhang Yi found it all a bit distasteful. Zhou Keh Er, too, was dumbfounded. At the same time, a sense of crisis emerged.
As a doctor and a woman, she was not irreplaceable. She resolved to showcase her value and cling onto Zhang Yi's side. The neighbors, envious and jealous, continued requesting Zhang Yi to let them join.
Particularly, Fang Yuqing, upon seeing these messages, nearly lost her mind. She urgently asked, "Zhang Yi... are you with Zhou Keh Er now?"
Zhang Yi couldn't be bothered to respond. Fang Yuqing, in her unkempt room, appeared like a madwoman. Despite the deaths of Sun Zhichao, Zhou Peng, and Ge Jiali days ago, she still clung to hope. She believed that one day she could enjoy the good life in Zhang Yi's house.
With cracked hands, she typed, "Zhang Yi, brother, now that Chen Zhenghao is dead, can Qing'er come to you? Didn't you say you wanted to live a good life with Qing'er? You promised me that you must take me! Don't let her stay in your house, kick her out! I'm the one who truly loves you! Everything of yours belongs to me!"
Zhang Yi didn't expect Fang Yuqing to still be alive. He sneered and asked, "You're not dead yet?"
Fang Yuqing's eyes lit up. "So, Brother Zhang Yi thought I was dead, and that's why he let that cheap woman, Zhou Keh Er, into his house?"
"It's true. Now that he knows I'm alive, he'll definitely ask that bitch to leave."
She trembled with excitement, telling Zhang Yi, "Brother Zhang Yi, Qing'er is fine now! Since you used to like Qing'er so much, you wouldn't change your mind, right? Don't let Zhou Keh Er stay in your house. Kick her out! I'm the one who truly loves you! Let me in!"
At this moment, the disheveled Wang Min and Lin Cainin noticed Fang Yuqing's abnormality. The two rushed over, their faces distorted with aggression.
"Zhang Yi, I'm not worse than Fang Yuqing. I can do everything she can, and I'm more considerate. I won't treat you as a backup."
"Zhang Yi, Sister Wang might be a bit older, but being older means understanding how to care for someone. Young girls don't know what true tenderness is. Give Sister Wang a chance!"
Zhang Yi treated it as if he were watching a play, listening to their clamor. Meanwhile, Zhou Keh Er clung tightly to Zhang Yi's arm, fearing he might leave.