Pampered By All In Different Planes

The plain was vast and filled with numerous houses. When workers went in to check, they found that either the houses were empty, or the inhabitants had already died. As for those who had died, Su Zhiruan had them buried, and the empty houses were repurposed for the workers to live in.

After all, in times like these, you couldn't worry about laws or morals—staying alive was what mattered most.

Besides that, Su Zhiruan continued to search for densely populated areas within the city.

When the disaster first struck, many migrant workers unable to find shelter gathered with their colleagues and a large number of homeless people in different places. Sometimes they went out in groups to look for supplies, and if they couldn't find any, they would raid house after house, as there were no moral boundaries left. Even for families facing hardship, they would scavenge with no restraint, taking all the supplies. As for homes with widows or women, they would rob them of everything, people included.

After finding these groups of people, Su Zhiruan tried every means to get them involved in the construction of the shelter, including women and children. Anyone willing could join the effort. Having been a mother herself, she was especially sympathetic to families of widows and orphans, giving them a special building to live in, which had probably been a school before.

At first, many with ill intentions thought of taking advantage of her and her resources. After all, Wen Qingyu appeared young, which gave them the illusion that with just a little effort, they could take everything from Su Zhiruan.

But Su Zhiruan's gun wasn't just for show. She selected loyal and hard-working people within the base and formed a team responsible for security, continuing to recruit soldiers, and providing refuge for more people.

During the dense fog phase, Su Zhiruan's large base was simply completed.

Beyond the plain, any usable area was annexed as part of the base's territory.

From being a mere refuge to a sprawling community that encompassed the entire plain, valleys, and mountains—everything was collectively known as the base.

When the base was first established, everyone unanimously elected Su Zhiruan as the base leader.

Wen Qingyu, the man who silently supported her from behind, was referred to as the base leader's Madam.

Upon hearing this news, Su Zhiruan was overjoyed.

By then, she had already collapsed in exhaustion on her bed.

No matter how large the base had grown, the mental hospital halfway up the mountain was still recognized as her territory.

Later, right next to her, an office building was constructed specifically for Su Zhiruan and Wen Qingyu to handle official business.

Thus, Su Zhiruan, who had initially planned to lie down and give up in the apocalypse, found herself living a nine-to-five life once again.

"Queen, I've prepared a sumptuous dinner for you, would you grace me with your presence?" Wen Qingyu sat beside her, pinched her face, and looked at her with a pained expression, "You've lost a lot of weight."

"Madam base leader, do you realize you are now my Madam?" Su Zhiruan said as she wrapped her arms around his neck and gave a tug before he could react.

Consequently, they both tumbled into bed together.

"Wait, we haven't eaten yet." He hesitated for a second, then quickly reached out to wrap his arms around Su Zhiruan's waist, "If you're tired, rest. You've already done so much."

When he said this, his concern for Su Zhiruan was heartfelt.

In his state of amnesia, he could see his true feelings more clearly.

He had lost his memory, unable to remember who he was or who his family was; the first person he saw when he woke up was Su Zhiruan, and it had been her ever since.

But Wen Qingyu always felt that even without amnesia, he would have been attracted to Su Zhiruan's charismatic personality; she was different from others, experiencing joy, anger, sadness, and silliness—she was incredibly vibrant. She was remarkably capable, adept at handling complex affairs and any emergencies, intelligent, and kind.

Wen Qingyu held her close, "If you're tired, just rest. I will always stand behind you."

"We will see a bright future."

When he looked at Su Zhiruan again, she was already fast asleep.

She had been running around for the base lately.

So much so that she would fall asleep as soon her head hit the pillow.

Sometimes, even though they lived together, it was as if they were in a long-distance relationship.

In the end, Wen Qingyu sighed deeply and gently kissed her forehead, "You've worked hard."

*

When Su Zhiruan groggily awoke, she found it was still dark outside.

Reaching out, she felt a warm body beside her, emitting a faint sandalwood fragrance.

In that moment, she felt at peace.