Scum Gong Walks the Career Line in the Crematorium

TL: Moonlit

Cheng Jizhou avenged his previous humiliation and looked extremely happy, which couldn’t help but bring a slight smile to Lin Hanchuan’s lips.

People around them roughly understood the situation from their conversation and couldn’t help but discuss it.

“Seeing the way the Rong Family’s young master questioned him so aggressively, I thought it was about a scumbag cheating on him.”

“This is not a scene of catching a third party on the street; it’s clearly the Rong Family’s young master being dissatisfied that his backup plan fell in love with someone else and came here to pick a fight.”

“Since they haven’t confirmed their relationship, why is he berating others with such righteous indignation? Did the lapdog finally lose its patience after being ignored?”

“If he really liked him, how could they not have confirmed their relationship? I guess he didn’t like that man much; he’s just upset that his backup plan ran away, that’s all.”

“True, when he says he likes him, he doesn’t seem genuine.
It’s probably just the young master’s possessiveness erupting…”

As these people pointed fingers and occasionally spoke louder, a few phrases reached Rong Ziping’s ears, making him pale with anger.

He really wanted to say that their relationship was not as others understood it, but as he was about to explain, he suddenly realized that even though these people’s words were malicious, he had no solid grounds to refute them.

Noticing Cheng Jizhou’s expression and knowing that he had played enough, Lin Hanchuan chuckled and stopped bothering with Rong Ziping.
With his people in tow, he left without looking back.
Throughout the entire interaction, he had focused all his attention on Cheng Jizhou, not sparing even a bit for Rong Ziping.

As they watched the group slowly fade into the distance, the onlookers dispersed, leaving only Rong Ziping and the man who had brought him here.

“Young Master…” the man cautiously called out, originally planning to find someone to support the scene after being scolded by Cheng Jizhou.
Now that even the young master had been bullied, he didn’t know what to do.

Stay or leave, he was in a dilemma.

Only now did Rong Ziping notice his presence.
He turned sharply, glared fiercely at the man, and growled, “Shut up!”

Startled, the man observed Rong Ziping’s expression carefully, closing his mouth and not daring to make a sound.

After Lin Hanchuan and Cheng Jizhou had gone far away, Lin Hanchuan teased, “Where did you learn all this stuff from?”

He appeared somewhat mischievous and nonchalant.

It’s strange.
He is the Zombie King, one of the top ten global supernatural beings, and yet he acts like a clinging vine, as if he can only survive by attaching himself to others.
It’s a bit odd, and yet it feels somewhat familiar… just like Zhou Yuntang from the previous world.

But while Zhou Yuntang disgusted Lin Hanchuan, Cheng Jizhou made him find him adorable.

“What do you mean by ‘learn’?” Cheng Jizhou retorted displeased.
“I’m naturally like this.”

Using the word “learn” made it seem as if he was so clumsy.
Cheng Jizhou had an IQ of 180, surpassing at least 99.999% of humans.
He wouldn’t bother to laboriously learn anything.

“So, you were born a green tea?” Lu Mao was astonished.
“Then, have you never been beaten up while growing up?”

These words would only feel satisfying when directed at enemies.
If they were directed at him, Lu Mao couldn’t guarantee that he could hold back from striking.

Wei Zheng patted the back of Lu Mao’s head, indicating that he shouldn’t talk to their boss like that.

Although Cheng Jizhou suddenly emerged today, Wei Zheng’s perception was sharp enough to notice the melting tenderness in Lin Hanchuan’s eyes.
He was certain that there would be something between his boss and this handsome mixed-race man, even if it wasn’t apparent right now, it would definitely happen in the future!

“Who dares to touch me?” Cheng Jizhou snorted, looking arrogant.
“I’ll make sure they won’t see the sun tomorrow.”

His demeanor was exactly the same as the younger Cheng Jizhou, except that when the younger Cheng Jizhou made such expressions, he seemed adorable like an angel.
However, now, with a nose up in the air, Cheng Jizhou appeared like an unattainable prince – with not much intelligence.

Lin Hanchuan ruffled the arrogant prince’s head.

After returning to the place they were staying, the others were already awake and waiting for Lin Hanchuan’s group to return and arrange their tasks.

To study the crystal nucleus space, Lin Hanchuan hadn’t slept all night.
Early in the morning, he took the research results to the military.
Upon returning to the room, he felt a bit drowsy.
He didn’t force himself, leaving everything to Wei Zheng to handle, while he went to sleep with Cheng Jizhou.

Standing at the doorway of the room, Lin Hanchuan belatedly realized that something was amiss.
He and Cheng Jizhou were sharing the same room, but the previous Cheng Jizhou was just a child, whereas the current Cheng Jizhou was an adult man and also the lover that Lin Hanchuan had been searching for so long.
Hesitating, Lin Hanchuan didn’t step into the room.

Meanwhile, Cheng Jizhou had already walked in as if he knew the place well.
He happily lay down on the bed and casually patted the empty space beside him, “Aren’t you going to sleep?”

Lin Hanchuan: “…”

Normally composed and astute, Lin Hanchuan was now feeling a bit dizzy.
It might be due to staying awake all night, or perhaps because of the inviting beauty lying on the bed.

Cheng Jizhou looked at the motionless Lin Hanchuan with confusion.
His beautiful sky-blue eyes stared straight at him, and his mixed-race features, with the radiant fair skin and slightly upturned rosy lips, appeared stunning under the bright light.
His long and thick eyelashes blurred the sharp contours of his eyes, exuding a captivating charm.

Walking over without knowing what expression he had on his face, Lin Hanchuan lay down on the bed.
When he regained his senses, the flawless face of Cheng Jizhou was already within arm’s reach.

The beautiful mixed-race man’s red lips brushed against Lin Hanchuan’s as he asked, “What’s the principle behind that crystal nucleus space of yours?”

Lin Hanchuan: “…”

The ambiguous atmosphere instantly dissipated, and Lin Hanchuan couldn’t help but chuckle.
Ignoring Cheng Jizhou’s puzzled gaze, he slowly conveyed the information he obtained from the system and analyzed the principles behind the formation.

As he spoke, Lin Hanchuan’s voice gradually faded, and he fell asleep.

However, Cheng Jizhou wasn’t sleepy.
Being a zombie, he had more energy than regular humans, and even after several days without sleep, he would be fine.
He stared at Lin Hanchuan’s sleeping face with boredom, wanting to wake him up to continue the conversation, but he never took any action.
He simply kept his eyes fixed on him.

Just like on many nights during their journey to the capital, he drove away nearby zombies while carefully examining Lin Hanchuan’s face.
Now, he could even count the number of eyelashes on Lin Hanchuan’s eyes as if they were his prized possessions.

As he kept staring at Lin Hanchuan, Cheng Jizhou also yawned.
He sniffed and leaned on Lin Hanchuan’s chest, burying his nose into the crook of Lin Hanchuan’s neck, soaking himself in the rich fragrance of the other person.

A fair-skinned hand reached out and pressed the bedside lamp, casting the room into darkness as the thick curtains covered the windows.
In the dimness, a soft voice sounded, “Goodnight.”

When Lin Hanchuan woke up, he found himself holding someone in his arms.
He was momentarily stunned and subconsciously looked down.

The beautiful mixed-race man was sleeping soundly, his head resting on Lin Hanchuan’s arm, and his hands holding him like he was embracing a precious treasure.
Even their legs were entangled, pressed closely against each other, making them inseparable.

Before the smile on Lin Hanchuan’s lips could fully bloom, he frowned slightly.
The area where their skin touched felt unusually cold.
Even after holding Cheng Jizhou for so long, there was still no sign of warmth; only a faint trace of temperature was felt on the skin’s surface.

[What’s wrong with his body?] Lin Hanchuan wrapped Cheng Jizhou’s cold fingers in his large hands and placed them on his stomach.

Floating out of Lin Hanchuan’s body, Agent 001 circled around Cheng Jizhou and replied, [He was injected with a highly concentrated zombie virus.
According to the general understanding, he should have turned into an irrational zombie long ago, but he still retains his consciousness… The virus has damaged his body, and he’s now just a rational zombie.]

Zombies are originally ‘corpses.’

After a moment of silence, Lin Hanchuan’s eyes became unreadable as he asked again, [Can the zombie virus be studied to develop a cure? Can you exchange a cure there?]

[I cannot exchange anything beyond the current world’s progress.] 001 emphasized, even if a cure may exist in the future, the host wouldn’t be able to exchange for it.

It was similar to not being able to exchange modern firearms in an ancient world.

Lin Hanchuan frowned slightly, not saying much more.

After resting for a day, on the third day, the military issued a mission to Lin Hanchuan’s small team: clear out zombies near the capital and rescue survivors.

Through Scarface’s information, Lin Hanchuan knew that this kind of clearing mission was the most common task.
In order to ensure the safety of the capital, almost every squad would receive such missions to clean up nearby zombies, including those in the surrounding cities, to prevent them from forming a zombie tide and attacking the capital.

This time, the mission was at a town called Tianhu Town, 45 kilometers away from the capital, requiring about three hours by car to reach.

For the first mission, Lin Hanchuan didn’t bring everyone along; he only took seven or eight people, including Wei Zheng, Lu Mao, and the non-military personnel Cheng Jizhou.

“I never thought I’d get a chance to ride in a military vehicle.
Now, we can consider ourselves colleagues, right?” It was Lu Mao’s first mission and the first time he got on a military vehicle as a semi-military personnel.
He was extremely excited and kept talking to Wei Zheng.

Wei Zheng sat upright, closing his eyes to rest, as if he hadn’t heard anything.

“This mission consists of a total of 2,452 people, including 1,920 soldiers and 532 volunteers.” The team leader was a bald woman, and she exchanged information with Lin Hanchuan while holding a map, her demeanor precise and meticulous.
“We will split into several squads: five larger squads and fifteen smaller squads.”

Lin Hanchuan listened attentively, but Cheng Jizhou wasn’t interested in these details.
He lay on Lin Hanchuan’s shoulder, looking around curiously.

As an astonishingly attractive mixed-race man with fair and beautiful skin, he seemed to have no combat capabilities.
The people around occasionally glanced in their direction, their eyes filled with different expressions.

“Who’s this person? I don’t recall seeing him in the army before…”

“Maybe he’s an esper from the volunteer group?”

“He looks too delicate; doesn’t seem like a volunteer… Look how clingy he is to that guy.
Could they be…”

“In a safe place, who cares about their identities? Now that they’re out on a mission, bringing along this lover boy is just being clueless.”

People couldn’t help but murmur in their hearts as they observed.
Cheng Jizhou didn’t mind their reactions and, instead, enjoyed getting closer to Lin Hanchuan.
He smiled at the person who said that he was Lin Hanchuan’s lover boy, causing the other person to be taken aback, and both sides blushed uncontrollably.

“Alright, stop fooling around,” Lin Hanchuan gently pinched Cheng Jizhou’s chin, urging him to turn his head back.

“Are you jealous?!” Cheng Jizhou immediately got excited.
He knew this behavior; in novels, if the protagonist or female lead dared to smile at other men, their lover would get jealous and then “severely” teach them a lesson.

I wonder how he’ll teach me a lesson.
Cheng Jizhou’s mind wandered with imagination.