Lethal Stunner: Kicking Off with Five Beast Husbands

Chapter 7: Chapter 7 You Can't Be a Male Bodhisattva

So the system was unreliable. Right now, she could only rely on herself—using the strength of her five beast husbands to venture westward into the Mist Forest and gather resources to enhance her spiritual power.

Because while familiarizing herself with the rules of the Mist Continent, she had discovered another dangerous point.

There was also a probability of mist forming on the eastern side of the Mist Continent where she lived.

Perhaps one second it was a bright sunny day, and the next second it would be shrouded in mist, with visibility less than three meters.

This was the natural mist of the Mist Continent. It wasn't toxic, but the mist acted as a medium, causing Fog Corpses to randomly generate in any mist-covered area.

Fog Corpses, unlike zombies, were monsters unique to the western Mist Continent. They were stronger than zombies and harder to kill, with only a slim chance of containing Star Stones in their brains that could upgrade superpowers.

Luckily, no mist had formed in the eastern Mist Continent for two years now.

The fear in Xiao Jinsheng's heart, sparked by photographs of Fog Corpses, had gradually subsided.

Just as she heaved a sigh of relief, a loud crash against the window resounded.

Xiao Jinsheng thought Mo Jiao, with murderous intent unabated, had broken in. She turned toward the sound, only to see mist swirling outside her window. Stuck to the shattered glass was a blood-soaked, skinned, living corpse.

"Help, help, help, help..." Xiao Jinsheng's face turned deathly pale. She sat frozen on her bed in fear, unable to move an inch, shouting hoarsely, "Someone save me—"

"Not good. A Fog Corpse has made it to the upper floor," Yu Yunxiao deduced at once upon hearing her anguished scream, guessing that a Fog Corpse had entered Xiao Jinsheng's room through the balcony.

The thought that if Xiao Jinsheng died, he'd die too made Yu Yunxiao burst into action, a white blur dashing for the upstairs room.

He tried to open the door to rescue her, only to discover she had locked it from the inside.

"If we weren't bound to live and die together, Xiao Jinsheng, your actions would mean you'd deserve to die," Yu Yunxiao blurted, urgency in his voice.

Que Zelian pushed him aside and kicked the door down with one powerful strike. Inside, they saw a Fog Corpse lunging toward Xiao Jinsheng on the bed.

With a wave of his hand, Que Zelian sent a gust of wind that flung the Fog Corpse out of the window, shredding it into minced flesh.

With the danger resolved, Yu Yunxiao, still bitter about being locked out earlier, quipped, "Scared now, aren't you? That's what you get for loving to lock doors."

Xiao Jinsheng sniffled, clutching a pillow as she climbed off the bed. She glanced at the shattered window, its shards streaked with blood and flesh, still visibly shaken.

walked up to Que Zelian, this time offering a sincere thank

she deeply regretted it

apocalypse was absolutely unlivable. Even having

laid out, but nothing could prepare her for

day, she was just a fragile college

you pick? I'm sleeping with you tonight,"

declined, "You're the head of the household. You

come sleep in my room

genuinely terrified. Between risking a Fog Corpse ambush in her dreams and having someone else in her room, she'd choose the latter any

of these five men would try to harm her

Except maybe Mo Jiao.

Jinsheng had thought this through carefully before choosing

lacked offensive

his murderous intent toward her was too strong to ignore, so he

that left Su Ye and Que Zelian—Su Ye being Four Stars, and Que Zelian Five

a nasty temperament, and liked

Fog Corpse, but he was

Ye was

process of elimination, only Que

of all, he was strong. Secondly, he didn't like to interact

minimal contact made him the one with whom she had

from the other four," Xiao Jinsheng threatened when she saw Que Zelian

from the sidelines, stirring the pot, "Hurry up and

divorced and vulnerable to being

just sharing a room. I won't even fight you for the couch—I'll take your bed. Thanks,

Zelian almost lost his composure despite his high

of person was this? She was

back to the room, Que Zelian went to

a Fog Corpse, he couldn't stand the rotting, bloodied stench

dove straight onto Que Zelian's freshly made

the five men had their own room. Everything on the bed was brand

in the soft blanket. Listening to the sound of

thought about sharing a room with a 6'1" handsome man tonight—a man who was still officially her husband—and how

of novels on Certain Tang, Xiao Jinsheng had