Chapter 449 I can make the real thing

Over the next two days, Ling Ran and his group arrived in Angan City. Calculating their journey, they estimated they would reach Tianning City in about two more days.

That afternoon, Ling Ran, unusually, did not take a lunch break.

They were staying in a villa with a large garden outside. All the flowers had mutated; each flower was exceptionally large, and some even attacked people. However, Pei Xiu dealt with the ones that attacked people, and the rest were now safe.

As soon as Ling Ran arrived in the garden, she saw Chen Xiaoying holding a dagger and waving it around. She must have been doing this for a while, because there were beads of sweat on her forehead.

"grown ups."

Upon seeing Ling Ran, Chen Xiaoying stopped what she was doing: "Are you going to admire the flowers here? I'll go practice somewhere else."

As far as I can remember, Chen Xiaoying and the other few people without superpowers were safe in her team, but they were always prepared for the worst and never gave up training.

However, Ling Ran hadn't paid much attention to it before, and they would avoid her when they practiced so as not to disturb her.

"What are you practicing?"

"How do you kill zombies?" Chen Xiaoying answered seriously, "Dad said that adults can't protect us forever, so we still have to learn to be strong on our own."

Ling Ran smiled.

What Xiao Chen said is not wrong.

If she were an ordinary person, she would grow old and die sooner or later, and then she certainly wouldn't be able to protect them anymore.

But she is different. If she ever leaves this place, she will not mistreat those who work for her and will make sure they have a good future.

"Well said."

Ling Ran looked at the dagger in her hand and suddenly had an idea: "However, as the level of zombies gets higher and higher, even if an ordinary person trains to the limit, they can probably only deal with level three zombies, and not even zombies with special abilities."

Of course, in the apocalypse, it's not just about guarding against zombies; sometimes, humans need to be even more vigilant.

Chen Xiaoying lowered her eyes slightly; she knew what the adults said was true.

Even if an ordinary person trains to become a special forces soldier, it's useless.

Moreover, it's simply impossible to become that skilled.

Just as she was feeling a bit discouraged, she saw the adult stroke his chin and say, "If only we had a weapon that could unleash supernatural powers."

Weapons? Activating supernatural abilities?

Chen Xiaoying's eyes lit up as she looked at Ling Ran and asked, "Does it look like an adult's magic wand?"

Ling Ran nodded.

Although her magic wand was just for decoration.

"That's so cool." Chen Xiaoying's eyes lit up even more as if she was talking about something she liked: "I used to love watching Magic Fairy Castle. If I could have a magic wand to cast spells, I would never have to be afraid of zombies again."

At this point, her voice lowered again: "However, there is no such thing as a magic castle in the world, and the magic wand is fake."

She's already twelve this year, and she's known for a long time that magic is fake, and all magic wands except for the adults' are fake too.

For Chen Xiaoying, she distinguishes between things that are commonly understood and things that adults understand.

The adult is powerful and can do anything that everyone else thinks is impossible; she is the exception, the only one.

"A magic wand isn't necessarily fake."

Chen Xiaoying asked curiously, "Can a magic wand really be real? I'm not a three-year-old anymore, I'm an adult."

"Others' are fake, but I can make the real ones."

"!!!"

Ling Ran turned and went into the villa.

As for weapon crafting, she actually knows a tiny bit too.

Two days later.

Ling Ran and her group finally arrived in Tianning City.

However, it's getting late, so we probably won't arrive at the Tianning base until tomorrow.

The adults wanted to have barbecue that evening, so Uncle Chen and the others were busy skewering the food.

Meanwhile, he had saved six chicken legs, and he planned to use four to make fried chicken and the other two to make shredded chicken.

Lingran hasn't tried fried chicken yet, but she's really looking forward to it.

We had a barbecue that night. There were several grills, and everyone pitched in. With the experience from last time, everyone was more skilled this time, and at least we didn't burn the food.

A group of people were working enthusiastically, and the aromas and smells of smoke could be smelled far and wide.

Everyone chatted, barbecued, and listened to music until after nine o'clock before finishing their meal. After washing up, they went to bed early.

The group arrived at Tianning Base at 11:30 a.m. the next day.

The Tianning base doesn't look very big, probably only about 5,000 people at most. There are four main entrances and exits, and the people coming and going all seem to be in pretty bad shape.

However, all of these people were wearing masks, and those who weren't were covering their mouths and noses with strips of cloth. Not far from the base entrance, there was a tent with many people inside, each covering their mouths and noses and keeping a distance from each other. If anyone coughed, the base guards would immediately pull them away, and no one knew where they would be taken.

Three vehicles drove up to the base entrance, attracting the attention of many people.

After all, these days, owning a car is not unusual; they're everywhere on the streets. Being able to afford to maintain a car is what makes you strong, and oil is something that's hard to come by.

When Ling Ran and her group got out of the car, their glamorous appearance immediately intimidated many people.

Before they could even put the car away, several people suddenly jumped out from the corner. These people were dressed in rags, their faces were so dirty that their features were unrecognizable, and they were holding broken bowls in their hands. Their fingernails hadn't been cut in ages and were full of grime. They were begging from Ling Ran and her group.

"Handsome guy/beautiful girl, please have mercy and give me some food, I'm starving."

"Please, give me some food, and I'll be your slave in my next life."

These people who came to beg knew their place; they didn't rush at us directly, but kept a distance.

However, some people have difficulty walking, which may be because they have learned their lesson.

Shen Nian looked deeply at Ling Ran.

In his view, adults wouldn't give food to beggars, since if you give food to one beggar at the entrance of the base, more 'beggars' might come over.

In the apocalypse, everyone is short of food.

"We made a lot of steamed buns before, let's give them some."

Ling Ran has an abundance of supplies; if they run out, she can simply ask for more.

She doesn't care much about this; if she's in a good mood, she'll just feed them a little, considering it a good deed.

Yes, today is another day of kindness.

Shen Nianshen was somewhat surprised, but he still took out a bag of steamed buns and gave one to each of the beggars.

The steamed buns are quite large; enough for a person with a small appetite to eat for one meal.

Sure enough, all of this immediately attracted the attention of others. Everyone stared at the white steamed buns, their mouths watering.

Some people still had their pride and didn't want to come up and beg, but some shameless ones had already come over and didn't forget to shower Ling Ran with compliments.

As everyone just noticed, Ling Ran was the one who spoke.

Having been brutally beaten by the apocalypse, everyone knows that pragmatism is the best policy.

Ling Ran was delighted to hear this and couldn't help but say, "All expenses today will be on me, Young Master Ling!"

Hu Meiying and the others were all a little embarrassed.

Adults have been too deeply influenced by novels and TV dramas!