"To prove your sincerity, you must first tell me the secret of the rice weevil."

Even a mosquito's leg is meat; if we take these rice weevils home and cultivate them properly, they might greatly alleviate the food crisis.

In the apocalypse, there is no oasis that is safe forever. As the external environment continues to deteriorate, survivors from other areas will constantly attack M City in order to survive.

If we can develop the market for rice weevils, a cheap and nutritious food, fewer people outside will go hungry, and the stability of M City will be improved.

Upon hearing that they had to hand over the secret of the rice weevil first, Han Chen and the others behind him hesitated.

"What if you find out the secret of the rice weevil and don't take us away? When it comes to business, both sides have to show sincerity..." Gu Shasha pursed her lips, her eyes warily scrutinizing Lu Sheng and the others.

Lu Sheng raised her delicate eyebrows slightly, "Do you have the leverage to negotiate with me now?"

"Negotiation is only considered when both sides are evenly matched. My unilateral assistance to you is just poverty alleviation. You have one minute to consider it; otherwise, it's over."

Zhao Mujia frowned and sighed, "Foolish! You're only befriending parasites now. If you can follow Sister Lu, you'll be living the high life from now on. You'll just think you've hit the jackpot."

Upon hearing this, Han Chen and the others exchanged glances and all turned their gazes toward Lu Sheng.

"No! Don't listen to her! It was just a small favor for them to take us away with so many people, and now they're asking us for the food that will save our lives!" It was Chen Zhao who spoke.

Chen Zhao's handsome features appeared somewhat ferocious. "We're all of one mind. If you hand over the secret, we'll have no trump cards left! There are so many bases out there; I refuse to believe there isn't a place for us to hide!"

Lu Sheng was too lazy to pay attention to this gigolo. "There's half a minute left."

"Shut up! Who gave you the right to speak here?" Han Chen glared angrily at Chen Zhao.

Chen Zhao yelled at the top of his lungs, "Think about it, there's no such thing as a free lunch! You just extorted so many compressed biscuits from them, do you think these people would be kind enough to take you away?"

He had his own plans.

He had just betrayed Han Chen and his group once. If Lu Sheng really recruited this group, his secret would be exposed.

At that point, he'll have nowhere to go on either side, and he'll be kicked out of the team like a dog and die outside.

But as long as Han Chen is persuaded not to make a deal with Lu Sheng, at least he can stay in this small group for the time being, and maybe he still has a glimmer of hope.

"Awooo!"

"Hehe!"

The howls of zombies echoed behind me, along with the eerie sound of fingernails digging into the wall.

Han Chen felt his scalp tingling from Chen Zhao's nagging, and gritted his teeth, "These rice weevils were cultivated by me, and I also have a hidden ability that I haven't told everyone about yet."

Since the secret can't be kept any longer, we might as well be open and announce it to everyone.

"My other superpower is entomology, which involves trying to remodel existing insects."

"I developed the rice weevil by chance. After that, because of the scarcity of crystal cores and the fact that this ability had no combat significance, I never improved it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Sheng's eyes lit up.

She needs a professional who specializes in a particular field!

"Keep up with me, or I won't take responsibility if you fall behind."

Upon receiving Lu Sheng's reply, Han Chen and the others were immediately filled with hope.

Zhao Mujia and Su Zheng had almost cleared out the zombies blocking the door outside, and Lu Sheng led his people quickly toward the first-floor entrance.

As they were talking, Xu Yi had already flown the plane over and landed it on the open ground of the square.

Han Chen and the others stared wide-eyed at the sight of the plane, while Gu Shasha was so shocked she couldn't close her mouth.

It's been three years since the apocalypse, and the last remaining fuel has been almost completely scavenged. Cars are a rare sight these days, yet this young woman owns her own plane...

Just how terrifying are these supplies...?

Holy crap! An airplane!

Chen Zhao pushed aside the people blocking his way and was the first to rush out to board the plane.

He had just stepped onto the boarding stairs when he was grabbed by the back of his collar and pulled down.

"Get off."

Lu Sheng kicked Chen Zhao in the chest, sending him flying to the side.

“I’m not taking this beast with me. You can deal with him yourselves.”

She wouldn't bring someone who betrayed their teammates back to M City to cause herself trouble.

"This..." Han Chen looked troubled.

Lu Sheng subtly observed the expressions of Han Chen and the others out of the corner of his eye.

Han Chen and Gu Shasha, whom Chen Zhao described as utterly wicked and a bully, all showed hesitation at this moment.

If these people were truly as Chen Zhao described, they should have abandoned him without hesitation. Their actions, however, only confirm that Chen Zhao was lying.

"Can we bring him along? I can take care of him and make sure he won't cause you any trouble!" Han Chen hesitated for a few seconds before speaking with difficulty.

Xiaomin, who had been hiding in the crowd, suddenly pushed her way out and said, "Let me handle this?"

Ma Dongmei sighed, "This child isn't going to stay with that scumbag, is she?"

No one else spoke; they just watched as Xiaomin dragged her limping, injured leg toward Chen Zhao, who was a few meters away.

Lu Sheng kicked him several meters away just now, and this guy is too weak to get up and is still lying on the ground.

"Brother Chen Zhao, are you alright?"

Xiaomin squatted down and called out to her softly.

Chen Zhao, who had initially looked impatient, quickly changed his expression to one of deep affection, "Xiao Min, I knew you were the best."

As he spoke, he grabbed Xiaomin's slender hand and pressed it against his heart, feigning deep affection, and said, "I didn't mean to just now, my hand just slipped. You didn't misunderstand me, did you?"

"How could that be? I know Chen Zhao better than anyone else what kind of person he is." A faint blush rose on Xiaomin's delicate face, and she shyly tried to pull her hand away.

But Chen Zhao was stronger than her and held Xiao Min's hand tightly, refusing to let go. "These people are inhuman. They want to kick me out. Now I only have you, Xiao Min. You won't abandon me too, will you?"

Although Chen Zhao is no good at singing, dancing, or rapping, he is definitely an expert at deceiving women.

Before the apocalypse, he used all his acting skills to deceive women, from rich women to young fans, all of whom were completely infatuated with him.

He certainly didn't suddenly have a change of heart and think Xiaomin was nice; he just realized he was about to be kicked out of the team and wanted someone to keep him company. Coincidentally, Xiaomin was his fan, and a naive, love-struck fool at that.

Taking Xiaomin along is like having a nanny; isn't it good to have someone to take care of you?

Xiaomin gently helped Chen Zhao into her arms with her other hand, and suddenly blinked her misty eyes and asked, "Brother Chen Zhao, do you know someone named Xu Xiaojia? She's been a fan of yours for years."