Reborn As A Doomsday Villainess
Chapter 206

Chapter 206: 206

Meanwhile.

Feng Yizhou stood in his assigned room, unbuttoning his jacket with methodical, controlled movements. The space was clean and surprisingly warm, outfitted with thick blackout curtains and military-grade insulation. But he didn’t notice any of it. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

He was staring at the image burned into his mind: Wenxiu, smiling sadly as she said Good night, Brother Feng.

He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Shouldn’t have said all that," he muttered.

But he had meant it.

Someone was waiting for him. He wasn’t lying. Her name was Qingran. And even now, even separated by a dozen zones of chaos and blood, his compass pointed only to her.

He sat on the bed, elbows on knees, rubbing at the back of his neck.

But Wenxiu... she hadn’t deserved that look in her eyes.

Wenxiu sat in her chamber, watching the candle flicker low. The bitter taste of rejection lingered, but the suffocating heat that used to accompany it, the obsessive want, the shameful hunger, that part was gone.

She touched her own lips.

"Maybe now," she whispered to no one, "I can finally start being real."

Another tremor rippled beneath the floor, faint, but real. She sat up straighter, senses sharpening.

Outside her window, a faint light glowed in the distant clouds. Far, far away, toward Zone Three, the sky looked wrong.

She reached for her communication device.

"Sound an alert," she said calmly. "Another round of tremor is coming."

Outside Wenxiu’s chamber, the faint vibrations in the walls grew steadily stronger.

The tremors from Zone Three were approaching, strong enough to rattle the entire Zone Four compound.

The distant rumbles echoed like distant thunder, growing closer with every second.

Wenxiu’s fingers tightened around her communication device. Her voice was calm but firm.

"Alert all units: brace for seismic activity. Secure all structures and non-combatants. Prepare for strong tremors. This is not a drill."

The message cascaded through the comm network, reaching every corner of Zone Four.

The usual hum of movement sharpened into urgent readiness.

Soldiers reinforced barricades, survivors double-checked their supplies, and medics readied emergency kits.

The entire zone shifted from routine vigilance to tense preparation.

Wenxiu stood by the window, watching the dark horizon where the first distant flashes of unsettled earth trembled under a bruised sky.

Her gaze flicked to the map before her red lines showing the epicenter deep inside Zone Three.

Though it was not her zone, she knew the destruction there would ripple through the entire region.

Feng Yizhou, in his assigned room, heard the distant alert.

His hand paused mid-motion as he unbuttoned his jacket.

He looked out through the thick blackout curtains toward the direction of Zone Three, his jaw tightening.

He whispered to himself, "They’ll feel it first. We have to be ready."

A sharp knock came at his door. Chenlu’s voice was quiet but urgent.

"Brother Feng, the tremors are increasing. Everyone is bracing for impact."

Feng nodded and followed Chenlu into the corridor. The low rumble beneath their feet was unmistakable now, the earth was restless and angry.

Wenxiu gathered her command team in the operations room.

"Hold positions," she ordered. "This zone won’t fall easily. We brace, we resist. No reckless moves. Keep the people calm."

Her voice was steady, unwavering, a beacon in the swelling storm.

Outside, the ground began to shake more violently. Dust and small debris rattled from ceilings.

The compound’s walls creaked but held firm.

Despite the growing danger, Wenxiu’s expression was resolute.

"The tremors aren’t that strong again. Everyone can go about their business. Just be keeping of fall rocks, stay away from places that are easily collapsible."

She turned off the comms device and heaved a sigh.

{Good girl. It’s obvious that you still need me}

"..."

She gritted her teeth and raised her head to see Feng Yizhou staring at her.

"..."

"Are you okay?? Seems to me that there’s a lot going on in your head."

Wenxiu blushed as she quickly fixed her expression.

"Haha I’m fine. Please go back to your room, you can even sleep now. The tremors have reduced."

Feng Yizhou stared at her for a bit and nodded. "Good night then."

He glanced at her briefly before leaving the room.

"Phew" Wenxiu sighed again. "You can come out now Hei Ye, for someone who brags a lot, I guess you’re no match for his system."

{"..."}

{Well... there’s only so much aphrodisiac can do}

Hei Ye walked to the bed and laid down, his eyes landed on her, outlining her every feature.

"It’s time for bed."

"..."

"I don’t want to sleep with you!"

"..."

"Too bad honey, you’ve got no choice. Now get your ass on the bed."

Wenxiu folded her arms and scowled at the bed like it had personally offended her.

"I don’t see why you can’t just sleep on the floor," she muttered, glaring at Hei Ye as he stretched out comfortably like he owned the place. "You’re supposed to be my parasite, not my roommate."

Hei Ye didn’t even open his eyes. He shifted one leg over the other with lazy arrogance. "I’ve evolved, sweetheart. Parasite rights. I want pillow access and temperature regulation."

"Then go infect a plush toy and cuddle with that."

"That’s not nearly as warm as you."

She made a strangled sound in her throat. "You pervert."

"No," Hei Ye said calmly, turning his head to look at her, "I’m tired. You’re warm. And I’ve had a long day manipulating your hormones to keep you from panicking over seismic readings. You’re welcome, by the way."

Wenxiu scoffed, arms still crossed. "I didn’t panic."

"You were halfway to a spiral until Feng Yizhou showed up. He didn’t even do anything special, just stared at you with that worried expression of his."

She huffed. "That wasn’t what helped. I already had everything under control."

Hei Ye propped himself up on one elbow, his dark, liquid eyes watching her. "Sure, sure. Commander Wenxiu, absolute authority on all matters of emotion and denial. Honestly, if you just admitted you like him, I’d stop teasing you."

"I don’t like him!" she snapped, and then winced at the volume of her voice.

The walls had stopped shaking entirely, the tremors long faded. Outside, the night was quiet again. The real threat had passed—or hadn’t even arrived. Deep down, Wenxiu knew it.

This quake wasn’t the challenge. The tremors weren’t even a warning. They were just echoes—background noise for something bigger still coiling under the surface.

Her real headache was lying on her bed, taking up far too much space.

"I could make you sleep in the hall," she said flatly.

"I’d ooze under the door. You want that?"

She made a face. "Gross."

"Exactly. Now be a grown-up, brush your teeth, and get in bed. I’m not moving."

"Don’t you have a shadow realm or goo nest to sleep in?"

"Too sticky," he said with a lazy smile. "You know, for someone who’s shared a soul link with me, you’re awfully prudish."

"Because I regret that, every day."

"Liar," he said without heat. "You’d be dead three times over without me. Admit it. You love having me around."

Wenxiu marched toward the other side of the bed and yanked the blanket out from under his side.

"I love silence. And right now I’m not getting any."

Hei Ye laughed and obligingly shifted enough to give her space. "You know," he murmured, voice dropping just slightly, "there are worse things than sleeping next to someone who actually gives a damn about whether you live through the night."

She paused, then got into bed without replying.

The silence stretched between them, not entirely hostile, but filled with a thousand things she didn’t want to say.

Outside the window, lightning flickered briefly in the clouds over Zone Three. The storm was still coming, even if the earth had quieted for now.

Wenxiu pulled the blanket up and rolled to face the wall.

"Goodnight Wenxiu. Until the apocalypse ends and I leave this earth. I will protect you, that is the promise I made to you as your system. So I will always keep you safe."

Wenxiu didn’t say anything and instead forced herself to sleep.

Meanwhile, across a fractured stretch of wasteland between Zones Three and Four, the source of the quake settled back into silence.

The earth had cracked open in a perfect spiral, almost floral in its symmetry, as though a monstrous seed had bloomed and released something into the air.

Thick, dark mist clung to the craters, distorting what little light the stars offered.

And at the center, something moved.

Its eyes gleamed a strange, unsettling silver, inhuman, wide, and void of warmth. The creature rose slowly from its kneeling position.

Tall, vaguely humanoid, with limbs too long and joints that bent wrong, its skin looked like it was stitched together from fragments of ash and stone.

It sniffed the air once. Then again.

It turned its head toward Zone Four.

And it began to walk.