[BL] NEET life in the Apocalypse

Chapter 13—Settling down

by Bocchan13

Lan Zhou threw a paper back at his subordinate and coldly joked.

“If this is what you call a proposal, then you’re being paid too much.” The subordinate nodded gravely and left the office. He rubbed his eyes in frustration as he leaned back on his leather chair. The pursuit of his love was going terribly.

Firstly, finding out that he was the eldest son of the Song Family, an affluent infrastructure tycoon was startling. Next, he found out that he was disowned by his father for coming out. And he left on a plane bought by his father to who knows where.

Lan Zhou didn’t want to continue work so called his assistant and canceled all appointments. He took his jacket off his chair and left his office building. Settling down in this city was difficult. He had to apply for patents and find loopholes in development. The restrictions were tight and he didn’t believe in bribery. He loosened his necktie as he walked through the street.

This area was known for high-so clients, so he established his company in the thick of it. He walked past several shops and paused at a hair salon. His eyes widened as he raced towards it. Opening the doors, several staff members greeted him, but he walked past them like air.

On one of the walls were pictures of people who had their hair done. Celebrities, affluent young masters…and Song Yu. His hands were shaking as he caressed that beautiful face, his eyes watering. Where was he?

He turned to a staff member, his eyes glowing red.

“When did he come here?”

“Um, sir. I’m sorry, I wasn’t in the shop when this client came in, let me check to see who it was!” The staff member asked around and came back to him.

“He came in around 2 months ago. Yu Meng here can tell you the details.”

Lan Zhou looked at the young hairdresser, who sported a small brace on his wrist. “You know Song Yu?”

Yu Meng was fidgety as he recalled any details about Song Yu. He showed his brace and chuckled softly.

“He was so kind, and felt sorry about hurting me, the next day I got 1000$ for medical fees transferred to my account.”

Lan Zhou’s empirical mood softened at Yu Meng’s description. That did sound like Song Yu. He thanked the young boy and asked the staff member to take the photograph. Seeing the high priced suit and cold demeanor, the staff member gave it away with no questions asked.  Lan Zhou left the salon and decided to head back to the office.

His mood brightened as he sauntered. He walked a crosswalk when a sudden pain enveloped his brain. He winced as waves of pain slowly rotated in his body. Beads of sweat dripped down the side of his face as he felt a whirling sensation in his head…like his brain was being stirred.

Just as it abruptly came, it abruptly left; leaving Lan Zhou is a numb state. A beeping noise brought him back as he remembered he was still on the cross walk. He ran off and gasped as the remaining dredges of pain released from his body. Somehow, he felt…lighter. The aches in his body were gone and his mind was clearer. He could feel…something in his brain. Something alive…trying its best to show him something.

He quickly went back to his office and laid down on the sofa.

Lan Zhou nimbly took out his cellphone and saw several messages from his friends.

Wangchengisbest: Bro! I just got the worst headache in the world! I almost died in a car accident!

BROCON1010: You did as well? Me too! I got a horrible headache for like 10 sec and it was gone!

Musclemadness: Did the entire world get a headache at the same time? Lol. I thought it was a bad hangover. Maybe we all are dying.

XiaoZiLaozu: I didn’t get a headache?? Bro’s u guys good?

Lan Zhou watched as they discussed this weird phenomenon. He felt that small presence circle around his brain. He closed his eyes as he concentrated on it.

It’s important.

Please remember.

…

Song Yu laughed as he showered the dog with the hose. The plants were coming in nicely. He had purified the seeds before planting them, causing them to germinate faster. He could already see cute buds! The puppy chased its tail and barked happily. Song Yu was almost finished with everything. He spent two days buying pharmaceuticals in bulk.

Pills, gauze, bandages, anesthetics, shots, rubbing alcohol, scalpel, needles, dressing, everything a person could need if they had a mild fever or a large wound. He was taking no chances. Even if there were no zombies around, the animals that changed wouldn’t care if they trespassed.

One of the last things on Song Yu’s list was  downloading every book, movie, series, and games that he could get his hands on. He was a veritable otaku, so everything between western comedy specials, to KDrama’s were in his scope of downloading.

Song Yu smiled gleefully as the download finished. He had several TB of content! Books galore, he bought fantasy, fiction, comics, cookbooks, the Dummies series, how-to’s, and everything he could think of.

He resolved that to ration all of this, he would do things bit by bit. He wasn’t in a hurry. This trusty computer would help him with the boredom.

There was also a special download that he was waiting on.

Porn.

Yes, the controversial (yet not controversial) form for pleasure. In the apocalypse, he used his trusty right hand to help him alleviate his sexual desires, rather than his other comrades who sought pleasure with random men and women. There were a lot of STD’s that went around the bases. The ability users were immune to such things, but many people died because of no treatments.

Since he had tasted the pleasures of the flesh, Song Yu had thought that downloading porn would be something that would help him in the long run. He had also purchased several ‘special’ toys. Even if he was gonna die alone, at least he would have a ‘boyfriend’ to help him during the lonely nights.

He chuckled as several downloads were loaded onto his computer.

He smiled gleefully as another TB was filled. He quickly docked a new storage unit and continued.

The last remaining days before the apocalypse, the air was sweltering. To take care of the animals, he used several solar panels to create a climate control system that monitored the conditions inside. It would always be set at a good temperature.

This was also used inside, but only in the important rooms. Song Yu would do a daily check of each room every day to see the shaded plants and see if the food has gone bad. In this large villa home there were many rooms. His main bedroom had basics, including clothes that he bought online. His wardrobe had boxes upon boxes of good quality basics like underwear and t-shirts. He also bought several hundred pairs of shoes ranging in flip flops to army combat boots.

In the kitchen, there was stainless steel pots, pans, cutlery, and cups with spares in the storage closet. The sink and all plumbing was connected to his own water supply that he would replenish with the pond water after purification. The living room was tasteful with comfortable sofas and bean bags. The TV was a stellar 180 inch. He had a PlayStation, Wii, XBOX, DVD player, and everything in between. He also had a popcorn maker and second hand arcade games set up. The living room has soundproof walls, and no lights. Since it was made in the middle of the lst floor, there were several open doors that led to other rooms.

The dining room was the least used space. Since he was going to live by himself, he saw no reason to have a large table and chairs. What made Song Yu happiest was the karaoke room. Equipped with everything he could need, the karaoke room had hundreds of songs in different languages that he could sing to his heart’s content. Like the living room, it had sound proof doors, so he could sing and yell and vent any time he liked.

The vegetable room was ventilated and highly monitored. Grains in the apocalypse could turn bad by the virus in the air, so he had to check if all of the grains were good for consumption. There were a total of 5 vegetable rooms, all with different seeds and germination times. This ensured that Song Yu would always be busy.

Next was the basement. The basement spanned almost half of the house underground. It had everything that he needed in terms of foods. It wasn’t damp and had minimal light, the cooling system was better here. Foods that included perishables and non-perishables were placed in rows like a grocery store. Song Yu had customized everything so that foods that were about to be expired first would be eaten. Ramen noodles, no matter what age still tasted the best. And don’t forget the alcohol. A whole wine rack, beer kegs, and tequila bottles lined some rows.

It truly was a supermarket.

On one side of the walls were close to twenty freezers and refrigerators. All containing meat!

Song Yu spent two days setting up this system in order to eat the best and take care of his dietary needs. And in the barns, he purchased all of the animals that could be eaten, raised, and bred so he had a flow of fresh meat, milk and labor. Win-win.

Song Yu looked at the last room which was closest to his bedroom. The armory. He opened the door and peered at the light blue light shining on rows and rows of guns. The military guns he purchased were just the tip of the iceberg. He bought hundreds of guns in the underground. Bow and arrows, spears, whips, swords…everything he could think of that could kill. The armory looked like it was prepared for a hundred men rather than one. Just like how he liked it.

He purchased the tools to make bullets as well as sharpening stones and scrap steel in case something broke. He caressed a beautiful guandao, its beautiful gleam shining in his hand.

The last stop was one of the most important to Song Yu. The training room. A separate building that the main house, but no less impressive. Its ceiling was 3 stories high; the floors had a separate area for combat and mats for martial arts training. Several machines were set up and a large mirror with a weight station was on the side. Another side had all of his medical equipment and machines.

This training room would give him the tools to fight back.

He set this up because he needed training. He was no sitting duck. Just because he was going to live by himself in luxury, didn’t mean that people wouldn’t want to come to him, especially if they knew how much he horded. He was isolated hundreds of miles away in the forest. And with the array over his land, there were still people going to come. And he would kill anyone who would try to take away his paradise.

People were much worse than zombies. He learned that the hard way.

YASSS. We got our boy Lan Zhou!!!! My son is indeed best husbando material