In a world overrun by mutants, where everyone hunts them down, Xia Xi is a parasitic-vine mutant: delicate, beautiful, but very weak. To protect himself, he hides his secret identity and sneaks into a base to survive.
He had only wanted to live peacefully at the base, getting by on barely enough food to fill his stomach. But troublemakers kept appearing, and without exception, they all wanted to sleep with him.
Thanks to his good looks, the not-so-bright Xia Xi soon became famous in the red-light district, and many mercenaries came to see him.
Xia Xi was terrified, constantly teetering on the brink of having his secret identity exposed.
Lu Yuanting, the military administrator at the base, was stern, impartial, and decisive. When a riot broke out in the red-light district, he was ordered to go there. Amid the swaying lights, he saw a beautiful young man hiding in a corner, eyes full of tears.
Out of a sense of duty, he took him to the safe zone.
Then, again and again, he saw the young man either getting swindled out of his money or getting tricked into bed, seriously disrupting security at the base.
How could someone be this naive?
With no other choice, Lu Yuanting brought him into the military and set out to cultivate his manliness.
Ever since he joined the military, Xia Xi had felt even more uneasy. It was true that fewer people were harassing him, but the administrator beside him was ranked No. 1 for mutant kills. Every night, Xia Xi dreamed of a hundred different ways Lu Yuanting might kill him.
Until one day, Lu Yuanting plucked a newly sprouted parasitic vine from his head, his gaze cold and murderous. "You're a mutant."
Xia Xi's eyelashes trembled wildly as he desperately tried to hide the vines sprouting everywhere, but disobedient tendrils kept tugging at Lu Yuanting's clothes.
No mutant could escape the Grim Reaper. He was no exception.
"No mutant has ever survived this long in front of me. You're the first." Lu Yuanting calmly took out his gun and looked at the tendrils tugging at him, his tone casual. "What kind of death would you like?"
"Can I not die?" Xia Xi tentatively tugged at his collar and clumsily kissed the corner of the man's lips, just like the people in the red-light district.
He had seen his older brothers and sisters make men swoon this way. Kiss them, and they would agree to anything.
Base gossip forum:
A: Have you heard? That beauty from the red-light district won the administrator over!
B: They say the administrator was the one who made the first move!
Theme: Surviving the apocalypse