When the apocalypse comes, bring your handsome men to build infrastructure.

"The mysterious satellite cluster orbiting the earth, whether it is a miracle or a disaster, scientific research teams from various countries are studying..."

"Tonight at seven o'clock, the meteor shower will fall across the country. I hope all citizens will not miss this rare spectacle that is rare in thousands of years."

"Mysterious meteor showers are falling one after another around the world. Is this a wonder of nature or a sign of the end of the world?"

"A new type of influenza has recently appeared. Please wear a mask and pay attention to protection..."

Qin Jian has been flooded with such information recently. Not long ago, artificial satellites suddenly detected a mysterious satellite orbiting the earth. Governments of various countries attached great importance to this and spent heavily on research on this mysterious satellite.

Three days ago, the mysterious satellite rained down a gorgeous meteor shower on the earth. People in various countries have different attitudes towards this. Some are worried, some are happy, some are tired of the world and revel, and some are stocking up in advance...

But for Qin Jian at this moment, she didn't care about these meteor showers.

Having no drinks is the big problem!

She looked at the empty refrigerator and decided to go out and do some shopping. Especially the source of her life, the indispensable fat boy's happy water!

She put her phone and keys away, put on her mask, and went downstairs.

Her home is located in the old city. The corridors are dark and narrow, with no windows. There are debris piled on the steps and no one has cleaned them.

Qin Jian was thinking about what she wanted to buy. When she turned the corner of the stairs, she met Zhang Yan, her neighbor upstairs, and her mother who was being supported by him.

Qin Jian generally doesn't say hello to his neighbors, and he doesn't bother to make friends with them. But because Zhang Yan was very handsome and had a gentle and kind temperament, which fit her stereotype of the brother next door, she took the rare opportunity to ask her boyfriend.

"get off work?"

"I took leave today and didn't go to work."

Then he said with a wry smile: "Mom got the flu recently and just went to the hospital for an intravenous drip."

"Are you feeling better?"

"It's better, thank you for your concern."

After a brief exchange of greetings, the two said goodbye.

Qin Jian went downstairs to the canteen and bought a handful of Fat Boy water and some instant noodles. After thinking about it, she went to the grain and oil store to buy a small bag of rice and took them back together.

The seller of giant bombed squid is still shouting through the loudspeaker: "Big bombed squid, bigger than your face, two for 15 yuan!"

Qin Jian likes to eat bombed squid very much, but since he has too many things in his hands, he can only give up and think about buying it again tomorrow.

When we walked downstairs, a bunch of people gathered around the police car, discussing something unknown.

It seemed like some commotion had just occurred.

Qin Jian glanced curiously in the direction of the crowd and saw an upright-looking police officer coming out with his hands covered.

He has sword-shaped eyebrows, starry eyes, a high nose, and a sharp face. The shoulders are broad, but the waist is thin.

It's just that his face was a little pale at this time, and he didn't know if he was injured.

She had some impression of this police officer because her battery car had been stolen before, so she called the police.

It was this police officer who received her at that time.

She didn't expect to find it at first, but unexpectedly, a week later, the police officer called her and told her that her battery car had been found.

Qin Jian gave him three boxes of happy water in return. Because he was quite handsome, Qin Jian finally remembered his surname Yu.

Apart from that, she knew nothing about Officer Yu, and there was no follow-up from the two of them.

The police car left quickly, and Qin Jian vaguely saw a violent man with blue veins on his face and white eyes being escorted into the police car through the gaps in the crowd.

There were whispers all around.

"Did you see it? That man is so scary, biting people everywhere!"

"Isn't that right? The two policemen almost couldn't hold him down. I also saw the upright-looking police officer being bitten."

"Is it rabies? It looks like rabies to me!"

"Hey, don't say that. I just got a small bite, and now I have to get a rabies vaccine." As he said that, the man walked away with a pale face.

"Fortunately, the police arrived in time."

"It's been really dangerous lately. I have to go get some food and keep the cat at home..."

"..."

Qin Jian didn't listen to the rest of the words. She returned home in silence, only to see her boyfriend at the door of her house. He was covering his arms, waiting anxiously for something.

Seeing that he was back, he hurriedly greeted him.

There was a somewhat embarrassed look on his beautiful face, but he started to speak.

"Qin Jian, I'm sorry, can you let me stay at your house for a day?"

"Eh? Why?"

After all, she is a woman living alone. No matter how handsome Zhang Yan is, it is not safe.

But maybe he was rushed to the hospital because of his illness. Zhang Yan bit his lower lip, tears glistening in his eyes, "I was bitten by my mother."

"How about...you go to the hospital first?"

Qin Jian looked at Zhang Yan in disbelief. You must know that although Qin Jian calls him a male god in his heart, in fact, the two of them have not much interaction at all. At most, they maintain the basic etiquette of greeting each other when they meet.

No matter how much you think about it, you shouldn’t leave it to yourself...

And in the final analysis, Qin Jian only called him a male god because she thought he was good-looking, and she never thought about continuing to have a close relationship with him.

She said with some embarrassment: "But I'm not a doctor, so it's useless for you to ask me."

Zhang Yan looked at her with tearful eyes, the vulnerability on his beautiful face was evident.

"Please, help me. The hospital's phone number can't be reached. I don't have many friends in this city. I really don't know what to do."

Qin Jian finally relented, opened the door and welcomed Zhang Yan in. She also found him high-strength liquor and sterile cotton balls to disinfect his affected area.

When she saw the wound on his arm, Qin Jian took a breath.

She had only seen such deep human bites in zombie movies and games.

"Isn't there going to be a zombie crisis?"

She murmured to herself, and Zhang Yan asked her curiously: "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing. Maybe I'm overthinking it."

She seemed to be saying it to Zhang Yan, and also to herself.

Qin Jian's home has one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. It's not a very big room, but it's definitely not small.

There was a sofa in the living room. It was the first piece of furniture in her house that she assembled by herself. She put down the back chair of the sofa to form a small bed. It was used as a place for her best friend to stay when she came over.

"You can just stay here for now, okay?"

Qin Jian turned to ask Zhang Yan. At this time, Zhang Yan looked pale and muttered: "I'm so cold. Can you give me a thicker quilt?"

Qin Jian touched his forehead and found that he had a fever. She hesitated and said, "Is there really no need to go to the hospital?"

Zhang Yan shook his head and said: "There are so many people in the hospital that I can't be accommodated. The official also said that if the fever is not serious, you can treat it at home."

Qin Jian stopped talking, found antipyretic medicine, pulled out one of his own quilts for him, and heated up the remaining meat porridge from the morning.

After struggling for a long time, I chose the latter between letting Zhang Yan eat from the pot or serving it in a bowl.

After Zhang Yan drank the porridge, he lay down and fell asleep. Qin Jian reluctantly washed the dishes and returned to his room, pulled out his chair, turned on the computer, and started the afternoon live broadcast.

Qin Jian is a game anchor. She has loved playing games since she was a child. She has been posting gameplay and strategy explanations on some video websites since college, and later started live streaming games.

Because the live streaming industry was already considered a Red Ocean category when Qin Jian entered the industry, Qin Jian naturally couldn't eat much meat, or even drink soup.

However, one time Qin Jian's live broadcast platform was poached by other emerging live broadcast platforms, so her platform promoted some previously unknown anchors who had not been poached, and Qin Jian was among them.

She also got a bite to eat.

Qin Jian's own gaming skills are only mediocre in the live broadcast industry, and he doesn't know how to make funny jokes, let alone make dirty jokes. And she herself is not good-looking either. So she simply bought a two-dimensional leather case to use as her image, and made some money as a VTB, just to get by.

She just went on air today and the chat room exploded.

"Anchor anchor, there's a meteor shower tonight!"

Qin Jian looked out the window while opening a game nicknamed "Orc Pokémon" by players.

At this time, the sky had an indescribable layer of gray, like haze or an illusion, making it hard to see what was really happening.

She replied: "Yes, there are really a lot of meteor showers recently."

"Will the anchor broadcast the meteor shower live?"

"I'm a game anchor, I can't do live streaming."

She clicked on the live broadcast software, and the live broadcast showed the various orcs she had cultivated. Today she decided to attack a town stationed by dwarves to grab some money.

"Speaking of which, there have been frequent violent incidents recently, and there are also various flus, which always make people feel uneasy."

"I was bitten by a crazy woman today, and now I'm queuing up at the hospital to get the rabies vaccine. There are so many people to get the rabies vaccine that the hall is overcrowded, and they're all queuing outside."

Qin Jian no longer cared about what the audience was saying. She was already immersed in the game and was concentrating on operating the orcs to defeat the well-equipped dwarf elites.

Zhang Yan suddenly felt so hot and his body hurt. He kicked off the quilt and rolled in pain on the sofa covered in sweat. His delicate and beautiful face was wrinkled together and turned as white as paper.

Finally, he fell to the ground with a plop. The sound was so loud that Qin Jian stopped playing the game.

She paused the game, said sorry to the audience in the live broadcast room, and rushed to the living room.

Zhang Yan lay on the ground, the coolness of the floor made him feel much more comfortable, and he unconsciously let out a slight moan.

Qin Jian touched his forehead and found that his body temperature had dropped.

Although it was a good thing that her body temperature had dropped, Qin Jian felt a little uneasy in her heart.

She asked him with some worry: "Zhang Yan? Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Zhang Yan straightened up. He felt that the pain seemed to have passed, so he shook his head and said, "It's okay, I feel much better now. Thank you for the antipyretic medicine."

Seeing that he was fine, Qin Jian helped him to the sofa and went back to the room to continue the live broadcast.

She didn't notice that Zhang Yan's pupils were dilating.