Apocalyptic Flood: Sexy Beauty Neighbor's Midnight Plea for Food Chapter 1189 - 529: Yang Mei’s Insecurity

Observing Liang Yuan's confident assurance, Ding Yan eased her concerns and savored her meal.

The whole family relished their dinner cheerfully, as Song Wen and Dong Yan took the initiative to clean the dishes and wipe down the table.

Within the home, Yang Mei shone as the finest cook, always preparing the meals. Song Wen and Dong Yan naturally handled the remaining chores whenever they stayed home.

After tidying everything away, the family gathered in the living room, conversing amid the scarce peacefulness.

All of them occupied vital roles across Yangshan, leaving little idle time each day.

Yang Mei managed the complex's operations, Song Wen oversaw the Department of Agriculture, and Dong Yan directed the domestication of Black Stone Ant Queens alongside other mutant beasts in Lingyun Slope's Mulberry Forest.

Ding Yan, upon coming back, reclaimed her leadership over the patrol team.

Therefore, moments like this for family talks were exceedingly rare.

"Wenwen, how much has your main attribute increased to now?"

"50 points, Brother Liang. I even mentioned this to Sister Ding today."

Song Wen quickly replied upon hearing this: "I want to condense a Genetic Species quickly, but I haven’t found a Wood Attribute Genetic Species yet."

Liang Yuan grinned: "What a coincidence, there is a mutated bamboo vine in the Mirage Snake Space that is a Wood Attribute Genetic Beast."

"This time, I also collected some bamboo shoots from it, which have already been sent to the research department. If all goes well, they will be able to refine a Wood Attribute Genetic Species in a few days."

"Really!"

Hearing those words, Song Wen leaped to her feet in excitement, her face lit up with happiness.

Her Genetic Species progress had been weighing on her mind.

Last time, the Genetic Species from Wang Ling’Er covered Spirit, Water, and Earth Attributes, yet missed the Wood Attribute one.

This left her deeply frustrated, particularly with Ding Yan having condensed her Genetic Species successfully, stirring some envy.

Upon receiving this great news, her elation was impossible to conceal.

Liang Yuan chuckled: "Don’t worry, you all, I’ve already prepared for you in advance."

"Not only the Wood Attribute Genetic Species, but Yanyan’s Spirit Attribute Genetic Species is also ready."

"Yanyan, what’s your main attribute at now?"

Dong Yan answered bashfully: "49 points, just missing a bit."

Liang Yuan chuckled: "No rush, you’re progressing very quickly."

Not relying on mutant beast blood or flesh, their ability enhancement pace truly highlighted their dedication.

"The Spirit Gene has long been prepared for you, once you break through 50 points, you can condense your Genetic Species at any time."

Dong Yan burst with joy, crying out thrilled: "Thank you, thank you, Brother Liang."

Liang Yuan chuckled: "We’re family, no need for thanks."

"By the way, Yang Mei, how about you? How high is your main attribute now?"

Yang Mei answered with a helpless tone: "43 points."

Previously over 30 points, she had cultivated diligently lately.

Still, her advancement lagged behind the rest.

Liang Yuan chuckled: "Don’t worry, take your time."

Yang Mei smiled: "I’m not really in a hurry. You know I’m not good at those rough-and-tumble things."

"And that Ice Goddess personality from my last awakening was truly intimidating."

At that thought, she sighed involuntarily.

Though absent for ages, that personality lingered as a haunting memory.

Liang Yuan remarked: "No problem, last time I suspect it was the influence of mixed genes during your awakening which caused that personality to emerge."

"Ever since then, we’ve avoided mutant beast blood and mixed genes, so the influence should be reduced to the lowest possible level, nothing to worry about."

Yang Mei softly tucked her hair behind her ear and nodded.

Liang Yuan then turned to Ding Yan: "Ding Yan, tomorrow, can you conduct a census and gather data on the main attributes of Yangshan’s combat personnel?"

"Give me a list. I need to speed up their cultivation process."

Ding Yan nodded: "I understand."

The family conversed at length, and during this, Dong Jie dropped in to see his sister Dong Yan.

Dong Jie now labored in the research department, teaming up with its members.

His power generation skills proved crucial to the research department's efforts.

He fixed numerous small devices, slashing the research department's manpower expenses.

The Thunder Attribute Genetic Beast in the Mirage Snake Space crossed Liang Yuan's mind inevitably.

Although he had gathered some of its essence blood, besides Dong Jie, no other Thunder Attribute Superpower Users existed throughout all of Yangshan.

Yet Dong Jie’s Thunder Attribute powers were geared more toward research in science than towards fighting.

"Oh well, with no other Thunder Attribute folks around, I’ll have Dong Jie break through when I refine the Thunder Attribute Genetic Species."

"I need to figure out how to collect various other abilities too, aiming to form even more Genetic Species."

A greater number of Genetic Species would amplify the power of the Hundred-Change Demon Ape Genetic Species even further.

Thanks to his Genetic Mutability Talent, he could form Genetic Species of every attribute, serving as a kind of database.

Meanwhile, the Hundred-Change Demon Ape Genetic Species functioned like the program accessing that data.

The bigger the database grew, the more transformations the Hundred-Change Demon Ape Genetic Species could achieve.

While it wouldn’t boost the peak levels of attributes, this boost would endlessly broaden the scope of his powers.

As darkness enveloped the night, Liang Yuan held Yang Mei close, his hand caressing her supple form tenderly.

Yang Mei panted softly, her body flushed and warm, eyes shut as she let out pleased murmurs.

Gazing at her sweat-slicked body, Liang Yuan remarked: "I’ve been so caught up lately that I’ve neglected you."

Shaking her head, Yang Mei nestled into him and whispered: "You’re dealing with crucial tasks. Everyone in Yangshan relies on you now. They might not see your efforts, but I certainly do."

"Shouldering the burden for so many people alone puts tremendous pressure on one person."

Seeing the soft and caring Yang Mei, Liang Yuan pulled her even closer, asking: "And you? Keeping busy with the complex’s matters?"

"I’m managing alright, just overseeing the big picture. I’ve delegated the minor tasks to He Zi and Yu Ke."

He Zi and Yu Ke served as Yang Mei’s helpers. They had both awakened superpowers recently, but neither was for battle.

He Zi gained the memory palace ability, granting her extraordinary recall to swiftly sort and handle scattered information.

Her power proved incredibly useful in aiding Yang Mei with the intricate affairs of the complex.

Yu Ke’s ability was super strength, a physical enhancement providing her with boundless endurance.

Yang Mei and He Zi loved to rib her, dubbing her the Innate Ox and Horse Sacred Body, the ultimate overtime deity.

Thanks to their support, Yang Mei faced far less workload, freeing her to focus on cultivation and raise her primary attribute to 43 points in this time.

In their chat with Liang Yuan about complex matters, she also brought up her father, Yang Youwei.

"Your dad? What’s up?"

Liang Yuan felt surprised; he hadn’t interacted much with his father-in-law or given him much thought.

Yang Mei let out a sigh, "He Zi mentioned last time that she spotted my dad awfully chummy with Aunt Huang from the cafeteria, laughing and talking like something’s brewing between them."

Liang Yuan halted, grasping right away what Yang Mei implied.

"Finding a second spring, huh?"

Yang Mei pressed her lips together, a touch displeased, and said, "Mom hasn’t been gone long, and he... Sigh, I know it’s wrong of me to feel this way."

"But it stings inside. Back then, he was so loyal to Mom, even willing to lose an arm for her."

"How could he bounce back this fast—"

Words failed Yang Mei to capture her emotions.

Liang Yuan got the gist of her turmoil and mixed feelings.

"You feel like your dad betrayed your mom?"

"No, for Mom’s sake, he battled fiercely against Li Kuirong and the rest—he never let her down."

"It’s only that I never thought he’d shake off the grief so soon."

"Isn’t moving on a positive? Would you rather he wallow in sorrow forever?"

"I don’t mean that, I, ah, it just feels off and uncomfortable."

Lifting her head to meet Liang Yuan’s eyes, Yang Mei asked, "Say, if I died someday, would you forget me quick, find another woman, and start over?"

Liang Yuan lightly squeezed her pale, soft breast, drawing a yelp from Yang Mei.

"Stop with the nonsense. With me around, you’ll be fine."

Blushing, Yang Mei replied, "I’m only hypothetically speaking."

"No such hypothesis exists."

Biting her rosy lips, Yang Mei said, "Brother, I want a child."

Liang Yuan glanced down at her, eyes locking, minds in sync.

He grasped Yang Mei’s intent immediately.

She yearned for a sense of security.

Once a housewife, this woman enjoyed a life brimming with material wealth, as a local who wanted for absolutely nothing.

Her troubles truly started after she wed Li Zhiqiang.

Left by herself in a desolate house while Li Zhiqiang roamed and fooled around outside, she began to feel the approaching danger.

Then the apocalypse struck with the massive flood, forcing Yang Mei to be used and manipulated by Li Zhiqiang as a trade chip for rations.

At her core, a profound lack of security gnawed at her constantly.

Only upon encountering Liang Yuan did she finally discover a sliver of inner calm.

Yet at her root, she remained unchanged.

She yearned for a child, first because time was slipping away with her age—she dreaded becoming an elderly mother if she waited longer.

Second, she craved a tangible bond with Liang Yuan, and nothing solidified that better than a child.

Should the day come when she grew old and frail, no longer able to satisfy Liang Yuan, at least a child would stay by her side as his offspring.

That alone would grant her genuine peace of heart.

Liang Yuan might not dwell on those initial motives, but his fondness for the tender Yang Mei ran incredibly deep.

He was fully aware that his deals with Ding Yan and Song Wen had stirred Yang Mei’s anxiety.

Grasping her deep-seated fears, Liang Yuan pulled her into a soft embrace, "Alright, let’s have another go."

Yang Mei’s face lit up with a smile right away as she pushed him back, "Let me handle it."

She slid smoothly under the covers, and soon the room bloomed with passionate springtime fervor, wild and free.

Dawn broke, and following breakfast, Liang Yuan set off for Floating Bridge Port.

The Floating Bridge Port stood fully reconstructed, its span now broader and more expansive.

Moreover, the bridge had shifted thirty meters higher up the slope.

By Liang Yuan’s side, Ma Guocai let out a heavy sigh, "The floodwaters have climbed even higher this time, leaving us no option but to relocate the bridge piers thirty-two meters uphill."

"Liang Yuan, if these downpours keep raging on, I fear Yangshan won’t endure much longer."

Liang Yuan gazed skyward, "Winter must be drawing near?"

"Indeed, though it’s anyone’s guess if the rains will cease come winter."

"These past days, the chill has intensified noticeably," Liang Yuan noted, "and the agriculture folks say sales of mutated sunflowers are surging."

"I spotted a thin layer of ice forming outside when I rose this morning too."

"Still, it’s far too weak to solidify the floodwaters," Ma Guocai replied.

Liang Yuan agreed with a nod, "No need to hurry—we face more pressing issues first, like heating if the cold truly bites."

"The construction team’s latest builds include dedicated ducts for heat preservation," Ma Guocai explained. "Down the line, Fire Attribute Superpower Stones could provide the warmth."

"Smart plan—the research crew is tinkering with heating talisman arrays as well."

As their discussion flowed, Wang Ling’Er approached alongside her squad.

Sternness etched Wang Ling’Er’s features, instantly creasing Liang Yuan’s brow with a hint of foreboding.