Quick Transmigration: I Don't Want to Always Transmigrate into the Scummy Mother!

Posted to the Sunset Red Elderly Task Force, Mo Yan is cold and aloof: "It's a small matter."

As the saying goes, filial piety comes from discipline. As for ungrateful brats, you ...

Chapter 159 I'm a Zombie Raised by My Son (8)

The so-called "no way out" is only because we haven't reached a dead end yet. Even if we are truly at a dead end and there is no way out, I can still create a way.

"Now is the time to collect supplies. Does Tai Hongyu have any plans? If so, please share them and distribute them."

If someone doesn't want to go, they should say so as soon as possible.

As soon as Mo Yan spoke, Tai Hongyu immediately took out a blueprint.

"This is Supermarket No. 2, located on the outskirts of the school. There are a lot of people there, and definitely a lot of zombies. But there are also a lot of supplies there, so we should prepare as many supplies as possible for ourselves. We don't know what the future holds."

Tai Hongyu is definitely doing this for everyone's benefit; who knows if there will be supermarkets like this in the future.

Besides, a week has passed, and it's hard to say whether there's anything inside.

"Okay, let's do as Tai Hongyu says. Just listen to him. Anyone who doesn't want to go, just say so."

There were about twenty ordinary people in total, fifteen boys and five girls. They were all the boys' girlfriends, and they all stayed by their side, working hard to fight the zombies.

They worked hard to collect supplies, but in the end, the supplies were not in their hands. How ironic! Just because they didn't have any special abilities, they could only be given charity, even though they had fought so hard to get them back.

But now that Mo Yan told them that they didn't have to hand over the supplies they received, they almost burst into tears of joy.

However, some people with superpowers disagreed.

"Why? That's how it was always done before. Why can't it be done now? Auntie, you can't just assign things arbitrarily because you're Jiang Yang's mother. This isn't the past. This is the apocalypse. The strong rule."

The boy who was speaking raised his chin high and looked at Mo Yan with great resentment.

They only needed to let out some fresh air to get the most food, but now that Mo Yan has appeared, they have to find a new way. They can't take advantage of others anymore, that won't do.

"Yes, you're right, the strong rule. Let's have a fight then. Hurry up, I'm busy. Are you coming one by one or all at once?"

Mo Yan was too lazy to talk to them anymore. She'd deal with the problem directly after finishing her work. She didn't want to create trouble; some people just deserved to be beaten up, so why should you stop them?

When the apocalypse comes, there will be too many unexpected events. Some people will think they can ascend to heaven. At that point, it's useless to talk to them; you have to bring them down from the sky. Only then will they know what reality is.

In the apocalypse, everyone wants to survive.

Because you have superpowers, you're superior to everyone else. Are you dreaming?

"Auntie, please don't say we don't respect the elderly and care for the young. But you can't ask Jiang Yang for help, can you?"

One of the boys spoke sarcastically. Mo Yan kicked him directly, sending him flying a great distance. He was kicked into the air, then slammed heavily to the ground.

"Just come if you want to. All this nonsense is ridiculous. Hurry up and stop wasting time."

Others: "..." This auntie looks really impressive.

Shui Shui thought it was impressive, but because it threatened their interests, they all joined in. In the end, they were completely overwhelmed and humiliated by Mo Yan.

"Actually, I also quite like to solve problems with force. Is anyone else here?"

Mo Yan patted her clothes and then looked at the people on the ground.

"Who else wants to come?"

Who else?

Of course not. Even with so many superhumans attacking together, they couldn't do anything to Mo Yan.

"No, then go collect supplies. Those who don't want to go out and don't have supplies, can hire others to collect as much as they want. Now, let's start counting heads."

Author's Note: I spent the day playing with Guagua, and I'm completely exhausted. Goodnight. I'll correct the typos tomorrow. I'm so, so sore. I'm so tired.

This is considered an extra chapter, and it's also a heads-up to let everyone know not to wait.

There will be a lucky draw at the end of each dimension. Remember to join the group for the prizes and snacks. Goodnight, I'm going to lie down now.