Virus King - Chapter 54

Chapter 54: Song Ziqiong’s Ambition! The Apocalypse Countdown!

TL: Yang

“You’re awake!?”

As soon as he came downstairs, Song Ge’s voice sounded from nearby. Her eyes were filled with excitement, but she quickly composed herself.

She gave a light snort and turned to head back to her bedroom.

However, from her light and brisk steps, it was clear that she seemed much more at ease.

Chen Bai looked at the girl’s retreating figure with some suspicion.

This little brat had been completely obedient after he’d disciplined her last time, with none of her previous bratty and headstrong attitude. How come after just two days, she’d reverted to this behavior again!?

But very quickly, Chen Bai understood why.

Just as he stepped into the living room on the first floor, a voice as sweet as a professional broadcaster’s sounded in his ear:

“Master!”

This address made Chen Bai’s eyelids twitch. He looked over to see Lu Li dressed in an OL-uniform, with those impossibly long legs, especially accentuated by black stockings with lettering on them.

Lu Li’s cheeks were a bit flushed. Calling a man a few years younger than herself “Master”—this was something she never would have imagined in her previous twenty-some years of life.

But now, after a whole day of practicing this title, twisting and turning in discomfort, when she actually saw this man in front of her again, she found the words slipped out naturally, without a hint of resistance.

Chen Bai looked at her with interest and nodded: “Come here.”

“You’re awake!” Song Ziqiong’s voice held a note of surprise. However, Chen Bai noticed that after two days, her eyes were slightly shadowed with dark circles, a clear sign that her past few days hadn’t been easy.

She had been busy with many matters, but most notably, though she appeared tired, her energy level was still high!

Chen Bai looked at Song Ziqiong as she walked quickly over to him:

“By the look of it, you haven’t been resting well. Why don’t you take a break later?”

This rare show of concern brought a flash of joy to Song Ziqiong’s face, but she shook her head: “Only a few hours left! Although the arrangements for the family apartments have been set up, it’s best to oversee everything personally!”

Chen Bai nodded, then suddenly asked: “Are you wearing colored contacts?”

The question startled Song Ziqiong, and she quickly shook her head:

“I don’t like those things.”

Hearing this, even Lu Li was taken aback, instinctively glancing at Song Ziqiong’s pupils!

She had previously assumed that Director Song was wearing colored contacts too.

But she wasn’t!?

She’d never heard of anyone whose pupils were this color!

Seeing the surprise in their expressions, Song Ziqiong quickly took out a compact mirror to examine her own eyes.

Beneath her slightly darkened eye circles from lack of sleep, her fox-like, beautiful eyes showed no trace of age.

However, the most unusual aspect was her pupils, which were a deep shade of purple!

Mysterious, enchanting, with an inexplicable allure.

“How could this be?!”

Song Ziqiong instinctively covered her mouth, staring at her own eyes, which were now brimming with surprise. She had known herself for decades, yet she’d never realized she had such a unique trait.

Chen Bai, however, seemed unsurprised. He sat down on the sofa, pulled her into his lap, and chuckled as he said:

“Don’t worry. It could be the manifestation of your talent. Although it’s unclear if you can awaken fully before the countdown ends, there’s no doubt that after the apocalypse begins, your talent level won’t be low.”

In his previous life, Song Ziqiong hadn’t shown this change.

Even decades later, her eyes had looked just like anyone else’s, with no apparent differences.

But then again, with his help this time around, she had personally killed a zombie and come into close contact with several others.

According to the Cosmic Will’s assessment, this made her a promising candidate. Although he didn’t know her exact talent and couldn’t directly activate it, her potential rating would definitely increase. By the time the apocalypse broke out in a few hours, Song Ziqiong’s talent level would likely be much higher than before.

Indeed.

Chen Bai wasn’t worried at all.

He had always known that the woman in his arms was ambitious.

But for him, if he were to let Song Ziqiong regain the upper hand and surpass his strength, then it would be his own incompetence.

If that were the case, Chen Bai saw no point in dreaming about one day igniting divine fire, condensing a godhood, or even conquering the Dark Mother Goddess, that bitch.

For Song Ziqiong, however, his words were a powerful stimulant.

Her eyes sparkled brightly in that instant. She turned around, positioning herself in a somewhat undignified manner as she leaned over on Chen Bai’s lap. Propping herself up with her hands, she looked up at him with eager anticipation:

“To what extent can I reach? Will I be as strong as you?”

Chen Bai looked at Song Ziqiong, who was now practically pinning him against the sofa at a steep angle.

Her swan-like, slender neck was tilted up toward him, pale and delicate, and her chest rose and fell rapidly in excitement.

In that moment, the ambition burning in her eyes seemed enough to ignite everything around her.

Chen Bai smiled slightly. It appeared that he had been a bit too lenient with this woman lately, making her forget his position and authority.

And perhaps the concern he’d shown just now had made her a little too bold.

Without saying a word, he met her gaze and slowly reached out, his hand locking around her slender neck like an iron clamp.

Then, under her startled expression and Lu Li’s shocked gaze from the side, he took out something from his storage space—a device he’d only used twice before.

The first time had been on the little nurse Chu Xin, and the second was now, on this woman.

At that moment, Chen Bai understood that with a woman like Song Ziqiong, ordinary sentiments or genuine affection were pointless.

Someone like her didn’t need anyone’s love or gentleness. Since that was the case, it seemed that this tool would be more effective.

Ignoring the pleading look in her eyes, Chen Bai placed a purple leather collar around her slender neck, fastening it with a platinum-colored chain.

Lu Li watched from behind, utterly stunned. In her mind, the once proud and lofty “Queen Song” now appeared as if she’d been shackled. Following Chen Bai in a posture that seemed inconceivable, she made a few rounds with him before stopping in front of the four-meter-high floor-to-ceiling window in the living room.

The difference was:

Chen Bai stood tall by the window,

While the previously commanding “Queen Song” now knelt in front of it.

Together, they looked out at the increasingly dark night outside, waiting for the countdown to the apocalypse.