After the Apocalypse, I Saved the Aloof Beauty I Had a Crush On

*Publication notice: This novel will be published as a paid work on May 29. Chapters 21 onward will be paid chapters.

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[Aloof beta gong x lovesick, adorable omega shou]

On Blue Star, a global transformation caused by a virus leak began on Pai'an Island.

Zombies, mutated animals, deformed babies, insect attacks, extreme weather... The whole island was sealed off, and the survivors struggled to stay alive.

"There won't be any rescue."

"They blew up the harbor. Things are worse than expected. They have no choice but to sacrifice us to save themselves."

"We have to save ourselves and get out of here!"

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Song Baobei is a male omega and a restaurant worker who suffers from pheromone dysregulation.

He is unremarkable and reserved, like a little old man who can barely get a few words out.

Yet on the third day of the apocalypse, he charged into a horde of zombies to save someone who had been bitten.

"My wound...?" The handsome man furrowed his brows.

Song Baobei was like a little wolf, tracing the other man's features with an eager, possessive gaze.

"I saved you. You didn't turn into a zombie."

"...So? What do you want?"

"I want you to be my lover."

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"Mm... I did really well today..."

Song Baobei's eyes burned as he eagerly sang his own praises, full of anticipation. "I controlled my pheromones properly, too."

"I want a reward..."

A hand with long, distinct knuckles stroked the back of his neck, where his collar sat.

A sweet fragrance suddenly filled the air.

Xie Zhe paused, his expression as cool and indifferent as ever... yet he did not reject the other's clingy affection.

Content warnings:

1. The protagonist has a warped personality, and some scenes may make readers uncomfortable.

2. Apocalyptic setting, with morally reprehensible behavior.

*Coming soon: "Please Say Thank You to the Puppy"

A collection of standalone stories about puppies and gods

[Story One: If There Is a Way]

[Good-and-evil twin incarnations of Heaven's Will x outwardly cold, softhearted, stubborn little dog]

Zhuo Erqing had lived alone for years in a cold, remote part of Kunlun. One day, he sensed something foreign, drew his sword, and listened as the wind and snow stirred. The next moment, a ball of snow tumbled down from the pine beside him, rolling all the way to the immortal's feet.

He hesitated, then gently prodded it with his sword. The snowball turned over, letting out a couple of whimpers and revealing a pink paw... Only then did the immortal realize it seemed to be a four-legged creature.

On the first day the immortal took in the puppy, his inner demon said, "You've kept yourself pure for a hundred years, and now your brain's gone soft?"

On the second day, the inner demon said, "It's so tiny. Not even enough to get stuck in my teeth."

On the nth day, the inner demon was getting hungry: "This is kind of interesting. Let me play with it."

The puppy swatted him to show its refusal, only to have its paw held up and its belly rubbed until it was on its back.

[Story Two: Vicious Dog]

[Forgotten, arrogant, sharp-tongued evil god x a slum's mad dog]

In a cyberpunk world, faith in and reverence for the gods had long since been forgotten, including for that evil god.

The god had watched the world with cold indifference for many, many years. Just as they decided to bestow the evil god's "blessing" upon this crumbling world, they came across an ugly, frail little dog, covered in wounds and almost entirely bald.

The dog was close to death. Looking at the god, it forced out a fawning smile and pitiful tears. "Save me, and I'll be like every other puppy. I'll be loyal to you, stay by your side, and love you..."

Unfortunately, the god heard the voice of the soul inside:

...As if. I'll bite to death anyone who tries to be my owner.

The god sneered and walked away.

From behind came the foolish dog's thoughts: Damn it, this person won't even save a cute little dog like me. Is he crazy?

The god stopped.

Perhaps, before healing this sick world, the god should first treat a dog suffering from a distorted sense of self and developmental intellectual disability.

[Story Three: Spring on the Luo River]

[Gentle, deposed crown prince and spring god x proud, sly little dog]

The crown prince was deposed and banished to Mount Buzhou. His home was deserted, until... after several days, a cheerful little dog appeared at his door.

Its fur was sleek and glossy. It held its head high and looked down at the deposed crown prince: Keep me. Got it?

The deposed crown prince was famous for his gentle nature and easygoing ways. He merely stroked the dog's injured paw with pity and brought it home.

He remembered that the name of the Spring God had once reached the mortal world, too.

Among the many powerful gods, a young priest had once cheerfully wandered among the statues, stopping before a painting of the Spring God in a corner to say, "This one is the most handsome. I'll choose him!"

The adult accompanying him had then smacked him on the head. "Don't speak foolishly!"

[Story Four: Blasphemy]

Faux brothers, an emotionless sword cultivator x a clingy, lovesick little dog

The sword cultivator had no attachments, and his path of emotionlessness was smooth. He was on the verge of ascending when, for no apparent reason, he failed his tribulation.

Among the ruins, he found a little mutt, white with patches of yellow. It saw him and came wobbling over, eyes shining as it gave a small cry.

No one knew that, when he was still insignificant, the sword cultivator had lost a younger brother.

[Story Four: Blasphemy]

Faux brothers, an emotionless sword cultivator x a clingy, lovesick little dog

Theme: Realizing one's mistakes and correcting them is the greatest good.