Published: February 10, 2025
The entire mountain belly was filled with a cheerful atmosphere. It had been a long time since they had heard such laughter and joy since entering the cold season.
Ye Zhongming sat in the middle, watching the sizzling roasted beast meat on the bonfire not far ahead, his mind feeling a bit hazy.
Even though he had been reborn and was accustomed to life and death, the scene where someone had just died in battle a few hours ago, and just a few hours later everyone forgot about them, still made him feel uncomfortable.
It wasn't that he was kind-hearted or overly compassionate, but rather that he had a deeper understanding of the concept of posthumous children. Only those who had lived for a long time in such inhumane adversity could regard death with such indifference.
On Earth, even ten years after the apocalypse in his previous life, one could be cold, but it was impossible to be so indifferent within a secret realm.
Miya noticed that Ye Zhongming's mood was not very high. Her eyes were full of concern, thinking he might have been injured during the previous battle. She didn't know how to comfort her man, so she just held Ye Zhongming's arm tightly, sinking deeply into her ample bosom.
During the time Ye Zhongming was away, Miya almost went crazy, especially during the days when they were attacked by Wang Cheng's army. Every moment, Ye Zhongming was on her mind; she had thought countless times about whether she would ever see this man again.
Fortunately, heaven was kind to her, allowing her man to return to her side. Miya felt satisfied, whether they remained in the secret realm or, as Ye Zhongming said, went to another world, she didn't care. Even if she had to face death immediately, it didn't matter to her.
Women of posthumous children were like that—men were everything!
However, this behavior of wanting Ye Zhongming to devour her completely made Liang Chuyin, who was sitting nearby, feel a surge of anger.
Ye Zhongming had previously talked to her about Miya, even mentioning how his relationship with Miya had helped him grow stronger. Liang Chuyin could accept that, but seeing Miya acting so dependent and submissive made the internet celebrity unable to contain her jealousy.
Now, among the three women around Ye Zhongming—whether it was Xia Lei, Liang Chuyin, or Xia Bai—they all had the qualities of a Murderous Rose, each with an unusually ruthless and decisive side. When they were with Ye Zhongming, they could be very gentle, but they absolutely did not display the same kind of weakness as Miya did in front of others.
Thinking that sometimes men liked such things, Liang Chuyin felt a sense of crisis.
She could tolerate Xia Lei, tolerate Xia Bai, and even tolerate Mo Ye and Park Soo-young, because they were all part of the same faction of Cloud Summit Villa. They had common interests, shared topics, and had gone through countless life-and-death situations together.
They had saved each other’s lives countless times; how could they care too much about sharing a man?
So even if Ye Zhongming had many women, Liang Chuyin was not too concerned.
But Miya was different. This woman was not from Earth; she was an alien! She represented a secret realm power that was completely different from Cloud Summit. Liang Chuyin couldn't figure out what this power might think of, but one thing was certain: this thought would affect Miya.
It wasn’t that Liang Chuyin was overthinking or worrying needlessly; it was because they were in the apocalypse. Every leader of a superpower represented too many interests. The balance of various interests was what maintained the stability of a force.
Just look at how Cloud Summit, with its strength, had not rashly accepted the survivors from Ying City, and one could understand how complex the internal dynamics of a team could be regarding power comparison and personnel distribution.
Now, clearly, Ye Zhongming was about to add another faction under his command, and this faction would most directly manifest its influence through Miya, who was by his side.