Rebellious Game C5.2

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Chp5. part2

It turns out that people like that really exist in real life, she’d even encountered them herself, she just hadn’t thought of them at first.

“There are many things in the world that science can’t explain. Close contact with death can trigger a surge of potential, leading to a significant increase in physical abilities afterward. Although I’d never heard of such a thing before, it’s not completely bizarre,” Yun Xin concluded. 

Tong Jia hadn’t mentioned it, but since the car accident, she had been in a state of constant anxiety. After talking with Yun Xin, her anxiety had noticeably lessened.

It was as if the accident itself was perfectly normal, and she had overreacted, causing herself unnecessary anxiety.

“Also, thank you for telling me Wang Ze had a problem,” Yun Xin said sincerely. “I’m willing to listen! I’ll stay away from him from now on.”

“Hmm…” Tong Jia felt something was off.

But what exactly was strange? She couldn’t figure it out yet.

The next morning.

Wang Ze rubbed his eyes and struggled to get out of bed.

Ever since his low-grade fever, he hadn’t been sleeping well, and his head had always been aching.

Wang Ze opened the medicine box on his bedside table, swallowed the pills with water, and muttered, “I’ve been taking medicine for several days, why isn’t my illness getting better?”

He put on his slippers and was about to go to the bathroom when suddenly his ankle became itchy, numb, and painful, as if ants were crawling on it.

“What’s biting me?” Wang Ze quickly pulled up his trouser leg.

There was nothing there, but he could still feel the discomfort.

Wang Ze looked at it for a while, then suddenly remembered that a stray cat had bitten him in this area. The wound had healed, so he hadn’t paid much attention to it.

But now, the itchy, numb, and painful area seemed to overlap with the wound area.

Wang Ze panicked. “I’ve already been vaccinated, so why am I still…”

“No, no, no,” he stopped mid-sentence, denying it. “Maybe I pressed on it while sleeping, that’s why my leg is numb.”

As he spoke, he forced himself to walk around the room, enduring the numbness and pain.

However, no matter how long he walked, the numbness wouldn’t subside.

Wang Ze slumped into a chair, suddenly craving a cigarette.

Meanwhile, at work, Zhao Zechen was focused on his task.

Wang Ze suddenly appeared from somewhere, grabbed his wrist, and asked, “Did you get the rabies vaccine?”

“Yes, I did.” Mentioning this made Zhao Zechen angry, his words sharp and cutting. “What? Finally had a change of heart and am willing to pay my medical bills?”

Wang Ze hadn’t slept well for days, his under eye bags were so dark, and he looked particularly haggard. His voice was hoarse as he pressed, “Where did you get it?”

Zhao Zechen rolled his eyes inwardly, but seeing his pitiful appearance, he still gave him the name of the hospital.

It was the same hospital as Wang Ze’s.

Wang Ze asked again, “Did you feel unwell after getting the vaccine?”

“Yes! My arms are sore and swollen, I feel weak all over, I can’t do any work, and I don’t dare ask for a day off. I even have to watch what I eat!” Zhao Zechen became increasingly angry, wanting nothing more than to grab Wang Ze by the collar and beat him up.

But he was a civilized man.

More importantly, fighting at the company risked being fired. So he suppressed his anger and only verbally condemned him.

“That’s it?” Wang Ze panicked.

The hospital was the same, the vaccine brand should be the same too. How come Zhao Zechen seemed unaffected, while he…

Could it really be because the vaccine was given too late?

“Isn’t that enough?” Zhao Zechen suspected the other person was deliberately trying to cause trouble. “Are you even speaking human language? I’m completely dragged into this by you. I paid over two thousand yuan out of pocket for a vaccine, and you still think my reaction wasn’t severe enough?”

“No, no…” Wang Ze became increasingly distraught, stumbling and disappearing in a short while.

Zhao Zechen hesitated for a long time before finally managing to utter, “This isn’t a cat bite, it’s like a zombie ate your brain!”

Although Yun Xin and Tong Jia promised to stay away from Wang Ze, their work actually didn’t overlap, making it quite difficult for them to bump into each other.

For three days in a row, Yun Xin worked diligently and actively, striving to be an outstanding employee.

One day during her lunch break, she was sitting there, sipping her drink, lost in thought, when a familiar flutter in her heart returned.

Looking up, she saw a customer pulling back the curtains of the lobby’s French windows. The sun was shining brightly outside, casting golden sunlight onto the floor and illuminating the room.

The next second, Wang Ze lunged to the window and swiftly slammed the curtains shut.

“What are you doing?” the customer demanded, pulling the curtains back open.

“Don’t open them!!” Wang Ze roared, slamming the curtains shut again.

The customer chuckled, “Staying at your hotel, can’t I even open the curtains to let in some sun?”

What’s even more absurd is that there were no other customers around, so it wouldn’t bother anyone.

“No! The sunlight can’t come in,” Wang Ze firmly refused.

The customer, “???”

What kind of bizarre hotel is this? Won’t they even let you draw your curtains?

“I’ll draw them anyway,” the customer said stubbornly, arguing with Wang Ze. “I don’t believe there’s a hotel with a written rule against guests drawing their curtains.”

“Where’s your manager? Is there anyone in charge who can speak up?”

He reached out to pull at the curtains.

Wang Ze held on tightly, refusing to budge.

The two men, one trying to open the curtains and the other to close them, were locked in a struggle, neither willing to give way.

Wang Ze, having slept poorly for days, was weak and began to lose ground.

Just as the customer was about to laugh, Wang Ze suddenly lunged and bit the customer’s hand hard.

The customer, wincing in pain, released the curtains, his face filled with shock. “Why do you bite?!”

The curtains were pulled open a little more. Sunlight streamed through the gap, illuminating the floor. Wang Ze, his face pale with fear, quickly pulled the curtains back shut.

The customers were shocked, taking several steps back and shouting at the Hotel Manager , Tong Jia, and security guards who rushed over, “Your hotel is secretly keeping zombies?!”