Apocalypse Transmigrates to a Lean Year, I Rely on Hoarding Supplies to Drastically Change the Cursed Male Lead

Jiang Chan transmigrated from the apocalypse into a melodramatic novel filled with continuous natural disasters: drought, floods, locust plagues, epidemics... and even interwoven with various stran...

Chapter 44 The road is hard, the way to survive is hard!

The heavy cart creaked and groaned on the dirt road.

Jiang Chan pushed the cart, while Xiao Tao slept soundly inside.

Her body was exhausted, but her mind was racing.

Fragments of the plot from "Survival in a Famine" churned in my mind:

The world will first experience a drought, leaving the land barren and crops failing. Large numbers of people who want to survive will begin to flee the famine... This is exactly what she is experiencing now.

However, this novel uses the male protagonist's experiences as the main plot, while other minor details are only briefly mentioned.

This left her completely bewildered about what the future held, how long the drought would last, how far the story had progressed in the novel's world, and where the male protagonist was...

If she chooses to team up with the male lead, she can use the plot information from the book to find a way to survive and even get some of the "protagonist's rewards" along with him. However, another problem arises...

The male lead is a notorious "jinx" in the book; getting close to him might bring bad luck. She doesn't think she's "jinxed" at all!

If these disasters don't break her, but she's directly killed by the male lead, then she'll have a lot to cry about!

Putting aside the distant future, the immediate problem is how to get through the current drought... find water, find a place to camp, find food!

I don't know what stage the drought is at right now, because floods usually follow droughts. Although I'm not afraid of dying of thirst, food is always a problem!

Wastewater can be purified, but food is becoming increasingly scarce. Whether it's drought, flood, or other disasters in the future, there is no source of food available!

Where does the food come from? Does it grow in the ground, or is it taken from others...?

How long can the stolen food last?!

Not enough, not nearly enough!

besides……

The system that appeared after I transmigrated to this world has remained completely inactive. It has no dialogue function, no information prompts, and only displays the message "System task not triggered, please wait patiently..."

How do I trigger the quest?

After all that mess and killing so many people, I still couldn't trigger the mission?!

Anyway, there's no hope for this damn system; she'll have to figure it out herself.

And now it's time to do...

She subconsciously slowed her pace, letting the cart gradually fall to the back of the line.

Her thoughts sank into the space—and a black cube the size of a book appeared in her hand.

One side of the cube is a dark-colored solar panel.

She tied the solar panel with a rope to her back, adjusted its position slightly to ensure it could receive as much of the still-strong sunlight as possible.

Hopefully, we can fully charge the detector's batteries!

We must release it at night, let it fly further, and scan the terrain and waterways ahead!

The procession marched in silence.

Jiang Chan's heart was hanging in mid-air.

Time is running out, and in the near future, the world will be even worse.

The setting sun painted the sky red as the team rested by the dried-up stream.

A somber atmosphere hung over everyone like an invisible net.

No one approached the corner where Jiang Chan and Xiao Tao were.

The men silently sharpened the knives and axes they had brought from Wengjia Village, their eyes occasionally darting quickly towards Jiang Chan.

His eyes were incredibly complex: there was gratitude, lingering fear, but even more so, an indescribable sense of dread and unfamiliarity.

While cleaning up the battlefield during the day, they carefully examined the corpses in Wengjia Village who had been stabbed in the throat and stabbed in the lower back—clean, swift, and deadly!

That was definitely not a wound that an ordinary person could have made in a panic!

Add to that the ruthlessness Jiang Chan displayed when she was the first to strike and kill last night... This is completely different from the taciturn and even somewhat cowardly Jiang Chan they remembered!

The men felt a chill run down their spines.

The women gathered on the other side, their whispers buzzing.

His gaze also lingered on Jiang Chan.

Aunt Zhao, Madam Wu, and the other women were grateful to Jiang Chan for saving them, but when they thought of how Jiang Chan had wielded the knife and caused blood to splatter last night, their bodies involuntarily stiffened.

What made them even more ashamed was that when Weng Laojiu offered to hand over Jiang Chan in exchange for peace, they fell silent... The shame and fear of facing him made them not even have the courage to approach him.

A subtle sense of alienation permeated the entire camp.

Jiang Chan seemed to have become an isolated island with a bloody aura.

She didn't care at all and fed Xiaotao some water on her own.

In the end, Aunt Zhao gritted her teeth and stood up.

Wu and Ma followed behind her, their faces showing unease.

The three of them dawdled as they approached Jiang Chan.

“Jiang… Jiang girl…” Aunt Zhao’s voice was hoarse as she handed over the cloth bag. “This… is for you… to add some… Last night… thanks to you so much…”

Jiang Chan looked up, didn't say anything polite, and naturally reached out to take the cloth bag. "Mm."

After packing her things, she noticed the three men were still standing there, looking at her with shifty eyes, so she asked directly, "Is there anything else?"

Aunt Zhao was speechless when asked the question, and Wu and Ma lowered their heads.

The men nearby were busy with their own business, but they all quietly perked up their ears.

“Um…” Aunt Zhao licked her dry, cracked lips and mustered her courage, “Jiang girl…we aunties just want to ask…how…how did you get that water last night?” She lowered her voice, “We all drank it…why are we okay? Only Liu and Wang collapsed?” She looked at Liu and Wang, who were still groaning weakly not far away.

All eyes immediately focused on Jiang Chan!

Jiang Chan's face was expressionless, and her tone was as flat as if she were talking about the weather today. "Oh, that." She patted the dust off her hands. "I used to go to the market in town and see magicians performing tricks. After watching so many, I figured out a few tricks myself."

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