With hope for survival, walking down the desolate streets, I felt surprisingly good. So good that I wanted to sing.

The area where their family lived was a forgotten area, with probably no more than a hand's worth of residents, making it very difficult for them to find food. This is why the father would go out for several days at a time, walking very, very far.

This area was originally an industrial park, with single-story buildings. Due to local policies, similar manufacturers were forced to cluster together in one place, mainly focusing on fabric and clothing processing as well as toy manufacturing.

The people living here are all workers. Workers have low purchasing power. There are no large supermarkets in the entire area, only small local supermarkets. The factories purchase the supplies they need from neighboring areas. Moreover, the population here is large, and most of the workers bring their families with them, resulting in a very high population density. Therefore, when the apocalypse came, the spread of the zombie virus increased explosively. Coupled with the initial cover-up by the local authorities, it quickly became uncontrollable and the city was destroyed in no time.

It is easy to imagine that after the zombie virus outbreak, it was extremely difficult to survive in this area. Apart from the dead, almost all the survivors fled. As for the few households that remained, they were all refugees from outside the area. Each household was wary of and guarded against each other, and their residences were naturally far apart.

None of them were native to the area. When they fled here, they found that there were no zombies and that any that occasionally wandered in could be killed. They thought the danger was low and decided to stay.

Just as she reached the door, she heard crying coming from inside. Her family lived in a row of bungalows that covered nearly half a mile. She knew exactly where the crying was coming from. Startled, Zhang Xiaoxiao turned and ran.

Thinking of her father who had been gone for several days and hearing this crying, she felt a chill in her heart.

Please don't think it's what she's thinking!

Upon opening the wooden door, I immediately saw my mother and younger brother weeping uncontrollably by the bedside. The familiar figure on the bed had their eyes closed, their face covered in dirty bloodstains, and their forehead near their temples was a bloody mess. I didn't know if they were dead or alive.

"Mom, what happened to Dad?" Seeing this horrific scene, Zhang Xiaoxiao's legs went weak. She swallowed hard to suppress the burning pain in her throat, and she didn't even have the courage to go closer.

It's unimaginable how long the mother and her two children could survive in this already difficult post-apocalyptic world without their father's protection.

They were driven to despair by dealing with small teams that occasionally got lost and came here looking for supplies!

Fu Min turned around and saw his daughter, his heart aching even more. His sallow face turned pale. "Xiaoxiao, come here, don't be afraid, Daddy's alright."

She had never felt so fortunate to be a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. Even without medicine, she could still do some simple bandaging for her husband to prevent the bones from shifting later on.

After the examination, she could confirm that he had some lung contusions, but they were not serious. The most serious injuries were fractures in his right leg and left hand. This meant that even if God protected him from any complications, he would need to rest for up to a year. However, their family was currently in such a predicament that they didn't even have enough food to eat, let alone the nutrition her injured husband needed to recover.

Hearing that her father wouldn't die, Zhang Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief and quickly went to sit on the edge of the bed.

“Your father needs anti-inflammatory drugs and antibiotics, so Mom has to go out for a while.” Fu Min finally made a decision.

This family can't go on like this. If they don't come up with a change, they might die soon.

Anti-inflammatory drugs, antibiotics?

When Zhang Xiaoxiao heard that Fu Min was going out, she panicked. Her mother was just a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner and was slow to act. If she encountered something while out, she might never come back!

In her haste, Zhang Xiaoxiao disregarded her initial thought of giving it a try and recounted what had happened between her and Yuan Zhuan.

The other party only asked for valuable items like gold bars, and did not say she couldn't tell anyone else, so she felt it was okay to tell her family.

Fu Min was startled by her daughter's words, took the phone from her, and pressed a button.

The unresponsive screen made Fu Min's heart sink. "It's out of power."

"Ah! How could it be out of power!" Zhang Xiaoxiao exclaimed in a panic as she picked it up and fiddled with it. Sure enough, it had a little bit of power back up.

There is a kind of despair called gaining something and then losing it.

Even though she tried to suppress it, Zhang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Sister, don't cry." Zhang Chao moved closer to his sister and mother, comforting them softly.

Although he is only 8 years old, how could a child who has experienced the apocalypse have the mental age of an 8-year-old?

The 21st century.

Inside the system space, Yuan Zhuan's soul felt her body being fed, the warmth entering her cool stomach, making her want to sigh comfortably.

"Mom, how much longer until my sister wakes up?" Yuan Zhu watched Zhao Yuxiang feed her sister milk, swallowed hard, and asked in a low, hopeful voice.

Even though he was very young, he understood that his sister seemed to be sleeping for too long, which was not normal.

Seeing her daughter swallowing the food in big gulps, Zhao Yuxiang breathed a sigh of relief. "It'll be quick soon. Your sister is just too tired. Be good, go get a glass of water and make yourself a drink."

"Pig won't drink, give it to your sister. Your sister is unwell, she needs nourishment." Yuan Zhu's phoenix eyes were wide open, bright and obedient, making one's heart ache.

Zhao Yuxiang felt a lump in her throat at her son's thoughtfulness, but her heart was warmed. She realized how foolish she had been to let her son and daughter suffer such a hard life with her.

“Go on, Mom bought two cans, enough for you to drink for a long time, sweetie.” With tears in her eyes, Zhao Yuxiang freed one hand to gently pat her son’s short hair and smiled.

This time, Yuan Zhu didn't refuse. No matter how sensible he was, he was still just a child.

The little guy happily ran off with his cup in his hand.

Yang Ailan, who watched the interaction between the mother and son the whole time, smiled and said, "Sister, your son is so sensible. He even cares about his sister."

Xu Yu smiled and nodded in agreement.

She noticed that the packaging of the milk powder the aunt had bought wasn't ordinary; it was imported. This kind of milk powder was only available at the special counters in the train station, costing over a hundred yuan per can, and two cans would cost almost three hundred yuan. Her aunt's baby was already three years old and was still drinking this kind of milk powder, so she knew the price.

In this day and age, three hundred is equivalent to a family's monthly expenses. This aunt is really willing to spend money for her child.

"Yes, he's very well-behaved." When talking about her child, the tears in Zhao Yuxiang's eyes faded, replaced by joy and relief.

Another night passed, and Yuan Zhuan opened his eyes in the hazy dawn.

The person in her arms stirred, and Zhao Yuxiang was the first to wake up. "Zhuanzhuan, you're finally awake!" Seeing that her daughter was in good spirits, Zhao Yuxiang wanted to cry again.

"Mom, don't cry, I'm fine." Seeing that she was about to burst into tears, Yuan Zhuan quickly comforted her, sat up from Zhao Yuxiang's arms, and walked to the corridor to stretch her stiff limbs.

Yang Ailan and her daughter also woke up when they heard the noise. "Hey, little girl, you're awake~ You slept for a long time this time, you scared your mother half to death," Yang Ailan said with a smile.

"Auntie," Yuan Zhuan greeted politely.

She knew what was happening outside, and the doctor's kindness helped persuade Zhao Yuxiang to get off the bus halfway due to panic and take her to the hospital.

It's fortunate she didn't get off the bus; the best city she calculated to be surviving in was still a few stops away.

"Sister!" A sweet voice rang out, and Yuan Zhuan found himself with a new accessory on his leg.

"You're awake." Yuan Zhuan stroked the little guy's head and smiled.

"Hmm. Sister, you've been sleeping for so long, Little Pig was almost worried to death." The little guy pouted and said unhappily.

"Oh dear, I was just a little sleepy, it wasn't on purpose, please don't be mad at me, okay?" She squatted down and hugged her little brother's thin body. The protruding spine and ribs made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Aren't these bones protruding a bit too much?!

"Don't be angry, Piggy likes Sister, don't be angry." The little guy shook his head like a rattle drum, making the adults and Yuan Zhuan laugh.

"Piggy, go get some water and make milk powder with your sister."

"good!"