When people have no choice, they can only believe what they want to believe.
This is a self-protection mechanism of the brain.
Just like Jia Xuewen, if he didn't do this.
He wouldn't have been able to burn his bridges and set up a Hongmen Banquet after Wang Yu left, successfully dealing with all the other villas!
Although it wasn't as smooth as he imagined, after a period of struggle.
He still became the ultimate winner, obtaining dozens of new firearms!
And a large amount of ammunition, food, and other supplies.
There was no other way, as Wang Yu had taken away four guns from him.
He needed to acquire new weapons to feel at ease!
Originally, half of the firearms he had came from Villa 14, because the owner of that villa had turned into a zombie.
Everything there became ownerless property, and Jia Xuewen quickly seized it.
The survivors inside were also treated the same way.
For example, the fair-skinned, beautiful, long-legged female secretary in his arms was a spoils of war.
He did have a female companion before, and she was even more attractive and fiery!
But unfortunately, she had turned into a zombie when the apocalypse broke out and he had killed her.
Now, Jia Xuewen had obtained all the firearms and supplies in the entire Haichen Garden and was holed up in his castle-like villa.
Facing the subordinate who had asked Wang Yu if he would return earlier.
Jia Xuewen leaned back against the sofa and said dismissively, "Does it make any difference whether he comes or not?"
"With so many of us, so many guns and ammunition, and defending in the villa, are we afraid of him alone?"
"Hmph, how ridiculous!"
The long-legged female secretary nestled in Jia Xuewen's arms and coquettishly agreed, "Exactly! Following Brother Wen, what are you still afraid of? Can he, alone, defeat everyone in Haichen Garden?"
"If each of you fires a shot, it'll be a hail of bullets, and you'll surely turn him into a sieve!"
This was indeed true.
If Wang Yu really took a shot from each of them, he would surely be finished.
Jia Xuewen clearly enjoyed being flattered. He hugged the female secretary's slender waist, his other hand resting on her smooth, fair, long leg.
"My little darling speaks the sweetest words. Tonight, I won't reward anyone else, only you!"
The female secretary smiled shyly, burying her pretty face in his embrace, "Oh my, so many people are watching!"
Jia Xuewen laughed heartily, his hands not stopping at all.
The subordinates sitting elsewhere almost dropped their eyeballs and quickly averted their gaze.
Although there were other women in Haichen Garden, the remaining survivors like maids and cooks simply couldn't compare to this fair-skinned, beautiful, long-legged beauty!
Her beauty was almost on par with a campus belle.
There were also two others who could rival this female secretary, and Jia Xuewen had also taken them into his chambers.
These subordinates had no access to them at all!
It was true that the residents of Haichen Garden were all wealthy, but it wasn't as if every maid they hired was a campus belle.
That would be too absurd; money power wasn't as effective in this regard.
Because truly beautiful women were proud and arrogant. Whether it was Zhou Ruoxi, Su Wan'er, or even Chen Sisi, who was slightly less so, they wouldn't come here to work as servants for a little money.
Of course, unless they were in dire need of money.
The plots often seen in certain movies, like a campus belle's family falling ill, forcing her into the home of a rich man.
That was too cliché, and the probability of it happening in reality was too low.
But the probability of a campus belle getting together with a rich and handsome man was quite high. After all, it was a match of wealth and beauty, a mutual exchange of needs, wasn't it normal?
Just like Wang Yu, if he weren't handsome and didn't have so many supplies, could he have made so many beautiful women fall into his embrace so quickly with just a bit of strength?
That would be impossible, of course.
Even though Wang Yu slept with multiple women every night, he was always very clear-headed.
He always kept the insect crystals in his possession, and he also managed the existence of the secret realm very well.
He didn't let any extra people know about it.
Even Su Wan'er didn't know that Wang Yu actually possessed a small city that was like a secluded paradise.
And also supplies worth billions.
It was imaginable that when Su Wan'er and Chen Sisi found out, their expressions would be extraordinary!
...
"It's getting late, let's eat first."
Jia Xuewen glanced at the mechanical watch on his wrist, which was worth several million, and it was time for dinner.
They always had dinner after dark every day.
One reason was that it was safer; no one would sneak into Haichen Garden at night.
Another was that they all slept late and woke up late, so they ate later.
After all, it was already the apocalypse, why would they still go to bed early and wake up early?
Did they still need to clock in for work?
Jia Xuewen, embracing the long-legged female secretary, went up to the second floor to have dinner with two other very beautiful women.
The others ate their communal meals downstairs.
A maid served the individually prepared dishes: pan-fried dried fish, shredded potatoes in sour and spicy sauce, roast duck taken from a packaged bag, and canned beef and fish.
Three dishes, plus canned meat, was already quite good.
Ninety-nine percent of survivors wouldn't get such a rich meal.
However, if Wang Yu were here, he would surely shake his head.
He wouldn't care for any of the dishes here. Although he occasionally ate shredded potatoes to cleanse his palate.
But he would never eat potatoes that had been stored for more than ten days.
And the roast duck in the packaged food, even Hu Niu wouldn't eat that!
It was all flavoring, and it couldn't compare to the roast duck made by Cai Xiao at all!
As for the dried fish, when he was poor as a child, Wang Yu loved to eat it, but he hadn't eaten it for a long time.
Because the fresh live fish from the great river in the secret realm were the best!
Not only were they delicious, but eating them also strengthened the body!
In short, the dishes that Jia Xuewen was eating would make even Hu Niu, in her tiger form, shake her head.
While Jia Xuewen and his women were eating, Wang Yu had already arrived near Villa 13.
After he climbed over the wall, he discovered that Haichen Garden was a little different.
The last time he came, no one was patrolling the wall.
This time, there were.
However, before the patrolling guards were still far away, Wang Yu had already taken them down with wind blades.
He hid behind a tree not far from Villa 13, preparing to listen for any movement inside the villa.
"Hey, Yang Ge, when do you think we'll get to eat the food Boss eats? It looks so delicious!"
Yang Ge, Jia Xuewen's new confidant, heard this!
He immediately became vigilant and slapped the speaker hard!
"What the hell are you saying? You want to eat what the Boss eats? Are you trying to replace the Boss!"
The speaker had not expected to be slapped so hard just for envying the Boss's meal!
His bowl was even knocked over!
The others, who were eating the unpalatable and bland communal meals, heard the commotion and felt that the food in their mouths tasted better!
This was probably what was commonly known as watching others' misfortune made their own meal more enjoyable.
The person who was hit was stunned for a moment, then realized what had happened and quickly slapped himself a few times.
"Oh, Yang Ge! Look, it was my mistake for speaking out of turn. I just... I just thought that roast duck was delicious! I'll hit myself, I'll hit myself!"
The sound of him slapping himself echoed loudly.
The others also understood what was going on, so they stopped paying attention to this matter.
To be honest, they also wished they could eat pan-fried dried fish and roast duck!
It was just that no one dared to say it.
And even if they did, it definitely wouldn't be allowed.
Haichen Garden only had so many supplies, and the Boss could eat whatever he wanted.
They couldn't. They could only eat sparingly, and they still had to eat the very average-tasting communal meals.