Lu Corporation Tower.
An office decorated with serene elegance and classical charm.
Outside, the Demon City was bathed in bright sunshine.
However, Shen Ning, sitting in the office, felt somewhat restless.
She held an ancient martial arts classic in her hand, but couldn't focus on a single word.
Ever since she was cured by Lu Cheng's domineering yet warm Pure Yang Saint Body power, her body and soul felt as if they had been branded with an indelible mark.
Not only did her condition improve, but her strength also advanced by leaps and bounds, and she even joined Lu Corporation... This should have been a cause for great joy.
But what followed was a feeling of emptiness.
She yearned to be enveloped by that aura again, yearned to see the man who pulled her from despair.
But Lu Cheng... was too busy.
This feeling of apprehension made her taste the bitter flavor of 'lovesickness' for the first time.
She closed the book in annoyance... 'Knock, knock, knock.'
The office door was knocked.
'Come in.'
Shen Ning霜 composed herself, returning to her usual cool and aloof demeanor.
The assistant pushed the door open, her expression a little strange.
'Miss Shen, there's a Mr. Ye Chen outside, specifically asking to see you.'
The assistant paused, then finally chose to report truthfully: 'He said... he has something extremely urgent, concerning the survival of the world, that he must tell you in person.'
'Survival of the world?'
Shen Ning霜's delicate brows furrowed slightly, finding it a bit absurd.
Who would dare to utter such a grand statement?
However, considering her identity as a martial arts family, it might be some unknown secret.
She pondered for a moment, then nodded.
'Let him in.'
Soon, Ye Chen was brought in.
He wore a designer suit and a Patek Philippe watch, deliberately projecting the image of an elite, wealthy second-generation scion of high society.
But the uncontrollable fanaticism in his eyes, and the undisguised adoration and infatuation he showed when looking at Shen Ning霜, made him seem somewhat out of place, like a clumsy actor trying too hard.
'Miss Shen, hello.'
Ye Chen extended his hand, his voice also trying hard to sound deep and magnetic.
Shen Ning霜 merely nodded slightly, with no intention of shaking his hand, and gestured to the sofa opposite.
'Mr. Ye, please sit.'
Ye Chen wasn't embarrassed. After sitting down, he immediately dismissed the assistant.
'Miss, please step out for a moment, and close the door. What I'm about to say is top secret and absolutely cannot be heard by a third person.'
The assistant looked at Shen Ning霜, and seeing her nod, bowed and retreated.
The moment the door closed, Ye Chen's 'elite' facade vanished.
His entire aura changed. He leaned forward, his eyes shining, and in a deliberately mysterious manner, he lowered his voice to a whisper.
'Miss Shen, what I'm about to say might sound absurd, but please, you must believe me!'
'Because... this world has less than half a month left!'
After saying this, Ye Chen looked at Shen Ning霜, but found that her expression had barely changed?
Seeing her so calm, Ye Chen thought it was the demeanor of a master, and admired her even more, performing with even greater effort.
But in reality, she hadn't listened at all; her mind was only on Lu Cheng... 'I know you might not believe me, but I've been reborn from that hellish era!'
He began to describe the apocalyptic horrors from his memory with great emotion.
'A virus swept across the globe, turning most humans into irrational monsters!'
'Cities fell, order collapsed, and civilization reverted to the most primitive law of the jungle! It was a world where people ate people!'
'And I, I saw you with my own eyes, Miss Shen!'
Ye Chen's tone suddenly became impassioned, his eyes fixed on Shen Ning霜 with fanaticism, as if worshipping an idol.
'When everyone was in despair, it was you! Wielding a longsword, you slayed a third-order mutant, protecting the last survivor camp!'
'You are the undisputed Valkyrie of the Apocalypse! The strongest combatant, humanity's last hope!'
He finished in one breath, his chest heaving violently, expecting to see a shocked and horrified expression on Shen Ning霜's face.
After all, he came here hoping to'spoil' the future Valkyrie and bring her into his fold... Meanwhile.
Inside a rolls-royce phantom driving on the road.
Lu Cheng was sitting with his legs crossed, watching the real-time surveillance footage on his phone screen.
In the footage was Ye Chen's impassioned, spitting face.
'Good acting, very emotional, but his eyes are too lewd, I don't like it.'
'A monkey from the zoo actually came knocking on my door?'
...Inside the office.
After listening to Ye Chen's 'apocalyptic prophecy,' Shen Ning霜's expression underwent a very peculiar change.
From initial confusion, to oddness in the middle, and finally... it turned into a kind of pity, as if looking at an idiot.
None of the intense emotions Ye Chen expected appeared.
Why?
Because their perceptions were fundamentally in different dimensions.
In Ye Chen's perception, the 'world' was composed of ordinary people, laws, and nations.
In Shen Ning霜's perception, the 'world' was a world where Lu Cheng existed.
Who is Lu Cheng?
He could solve her Xuan Yin Absolute Meridian with a single breath, and was surrounded by powerful experts... In her eyes, Lu Cheng was the 'heaven' of this world, the personification of rules.
What virus outbreak, what fallen cities... with that man around, none of it mattered.
What was even more ridiculous was that Ye Chen boasted she was 'humanity's hope' and the 'number one combatant of the apocalypse'.
But Shen Ning霜 herself knew very well.
Let alone comparing her to Lu Cheng, she might not even rank first among the women around Lu Cheng.
You say I'm the 'number one combatant'?
Do you misunderstand the word 'number one'?
These apocalyptic monsters you're talking about... they don't seem strong enough to beat my husband's maids.
Thinking of this, Shen Ning霜 spoke, her tone terrifyingly calm.
'Mr. Ye, the story is very exciting.'
'However, I think you might have some misunderstanding about the word 'powerful'.'
She shook her head gently, with genuine pity in her eyes.
'I am just an ordinary martial artist. The 'humanity's hope' you speak of, I... am far from qualified.'
This time, it was Ye Chen's turn to be completely dumbfounded.
This script was completely wrong!
How could the decisive Valkyrie of his previous life be... so humble?
He even detected a hint of... inferiority in her tone?
How could this be!
No! She just doesn't believe me yet!
I must provide more impactful evidence to make her understand that I am the only one who can guide her!
Ye Chen immediately found a reason for himself. He took a deep breath, his eyes becoming resolute again.
'Creak...'
At this moment, the office door was pushed open without warning.
A smiling voice entered, accompanied by unhurried applause.
'Well said. Mr. Ye, your story is very exciting. It's a waste of talent not to be a screenwriter in Hollywood.'
Lu Cheng walked in.
He walked directly to Shen Ning霜, ignoring Ye Chen's astonished gaze, and reached out, pulling her soft waist into his embrace.
Then, under Shen Ning霜's somewhat shy gaze, he lowered his head and placed a light kiss on her lips.
After doing all this, he looked up at Ye Chen, whose face was rapidly changing color.
'However, I'm very curious.'
'In your apocalyptic script, do I have a role?'