Raising a Child in the Apocalypse Isn't Easy: Go, My Good Baby!

In a zombie apocalypse, while survivors and zombies fought tooth and nail, Shu Lan hid in a garbage dump, using the stench to mask human scent and evade zombies. There, she gave birth to her human ...

Chapter 123: Playing Cheating.

Chapter 123: Playing Cheating.

Shu Lan looked up at the people staring at her in the streets and alleys, took out a loudspeaker and said, "If you have nothing to do after eating, go to the city and find some empty bottles and cans."

"What... for?"

Shu Lan thought that with new subordinates, she would have to explain her rules again.

Sorry, it’s the first day that Meimei is away. I miss her.

"I'm the commander. I don't need to explain all my orders to you. Just follow my instructions."

Everyone looked hesitant and said cautiously, "But if we go somewhere else, we might run into zombies."

"Yeah, without someone with special abilities to lead the way, we wouldn't dare to wander around randomly..."

Shu Lan stretched out her hand: "Give me an orange."

Shu Maomao took out a bright yellow orange and placed it in her palm. She held it up and said, "I guarantee there are no zombies within a ten-mile radius. Also, you can exchange twenty empty bottles for an orange."

The hesitant steps turned into a determined run. Shu Lan looked at the group of people rushing into the building with satisfaction and returned the orange to Shu Maomao.

If you can't lead a team, you will have to work alone until you die.

Look, now she is the leisurely person.

Of course you have to go play in the snow when you have free time. If you want to play next time, you have to wait another year. After the meteorite lands, it is more likely that you will never see snow in your life.

Shu Lan took Shu Maomao to a nearby park. The snow on the grass was still soft, so she pushed him under a tree and said, "Let's play snowball fight. This is your territory, and that's mine. We'll play against each other, and whoever hits ten snowballs first wins. But don't let me catch you using any superpowers. Otherwise, it's cheating, and it's unfair to Mommy, so you lose."

Shu Maomao agreed without hesitation: "Okay."

"I'm going to go ahead and stock up on some ammo. When I say start, we'll start."

Shu Lan squatted behind another tree about ten meters away, pinched some small snowballs, put them in her arms, and shouted loudly, "Baby, are you ready?"

"I'm ready."

"Let's get started!"

Shu Lan leaned forward and a snowball came towards her. She then retracted it and leaned forward from the opposite direction, throwing a bunch of snowballs at the black shadow.

The accuracy is unknown, but it is full of momentum.

Shu Maomao hid back under the tree, scooped up a handful of snow, felt it was too much, and threw away most of it. Finally, he held two small balls in his hands, went out, and accurately hit Shu Lan's shoulder that was exposed at the bottom of the tree.

"I'll take two points."

Shu Lan yelled, "Hey? I wasn't behind the tree, how did you hit me? Did you use absolute precision?"

Shu Maomao explained: "I'm useless, it's just that you're too fat and the tree can't block it."

"Okay, okay, you dare to call a girl fat, you lose!"

Shu Maomao's eyebrows slightly raised. Lose? Impossible. His mommy was wearing so many clothes and was so plump. It would be too easy to beat her.

He grabbed two handfuls of snow, turned around and hit Shu Lan's calf as she emerged from under the tree, counting mercilessly: "Three, four."

Shu Lan threw away all the snowballs in her arms and hid back. A light flashed in her eyes and she slowly curled up an evil smile.

She took off her hat, filled it with snow, and rushed out holding the hat.

Shu Maomao was still smashing them one by one, counting them carefully: "Five points, six points, Mommy? What are you doing - Ugh!"

Shu Lan smeared the snow in her hat on his little face, then picked it up and poured the rest on his head, panting and saying, "There are no less than ten snowballs in here. You lose."

"..." Shu Maomao's expression was numb: "You're cheating again."

Shu Lan said confidently, "This isn't cheating, this is breaking conventional thinking. Didn't I tell you not to do this at the beginning? I didn't say that."

Shu Maomao turned away angrily: "I don't want to play with you anymore!"

Shu Lan smiled, her eyes curved. "Okay, then let's add a rule to the next game: only ranged attacks, no surprise attacks. Wanna play?"

Shu Maomao emphasized: "You can't just throw a bunch of snow and say it's ten snowballs. Each time it hits you, you get one point."

Shu Lan thought to herself: It's really hard to deceive children when they grow up, and she immediately predicted her second way of cheating.

At this time, Jing Hongyu walked in from the entrance of the community, looking around, as if he was looking for something.

Shu Lan suddenly wanted to see how powerful Shu Maomao was without his powers. She pointed at Jing Hongyu, who was about fifty meters away, and said, "Try to hit him without absolute precision."

Shu Maomao bent down without hesitation, grabbed a handful of snow, formed it into a perfect ball, raised his arm and threw it far away.

There was a "bang" sound. Shu Lan was sure she heard it, and Jing Hongyu fell face down on the ground.

Her eyes widened in surprise: "Wow! My son is amazing! He can even hit the target from such a distance."

Shu Maomao patted the snow off her body and said, "Mommy, let's continue playing."

Shu Lan looked at Jing Hongyu lying motionless on the ground and said hesitantly, "Wait a minute, baby, that man...he seems a little dead."

Jing Hongyu, who was pulled back to the world by the healing power, opened his eyes, his mind was blank, and he couldn't understand why he was suddenly lying on the ground.

"Did a stone just fly over here?"

Shu Lan, the instigator of the whole thing, said calmly, "There's no stone. It's just that you have low blood sugar. Here, eat an orange to replenish your blood sugar."

Jing Hongyu took the orange in a daze, still feeling doubtful.

Is it hypoglycemia? Why does he remember having a headache?

Shu Lan asked, "You came to see me?"

Jing Hongyu immediately thought of something more important: "Yes! There's an auntie who has a severe cough. Other healing abilities say they can't cure her. I want to ask if you are willing to help save a life."

Shu Lan turned to look at Shu Maomao, who was peeling an orange with an expressionless face.

Shu Maomao said, "I'm not unwilling, but I still want to play the game we just played."

Shu Lan high-fived: "Go get treated first. After that, Mommy will find a group of people to play with you."

She was indeed too weak to play anymore.

Shu Maomao nodded in agreement. Jing Hongyu was overjoyed and stood up to lead the way: "Thank you, Xiaoshuang, and the little friend."

Shu Lan took the half of the orange Shu Maomao gave her and stuffed it into her mouth, saying incoherently, "I'm not helping you cure your illness, why are you thanking me? Remember to call me Commander when there are people around. He is Master Maomao."

It means that you can call her name when no one is around. Jing Hongyu smiled foolishly: "Got it, Commander."

Shu Lan asked, "Jing Hongyu, has your base ever accepted an old man named Zhao who specializes in studying people with special abilities?"

“There is an old man named Zhao, but no one is doing research on him.”

An incredible thought flashed through Jing Hongyu's mind: "You go find him, could it be that the man surnamed Zhao is your child——"

Shu Lan covered his mouth with one hand and suddenly stopped. She looked around and saw a tree covered with snow. She walked under the tree and hooked her finger at Jing Hongyu: "Come here and stand here."

Jing Hongyu walked over confusedly: "What's wrong?"

Shu Lan sneered, pushed Shu Maomao to the tree trunk, turned and walked away.

Jing Hongyu had a bad feeling and hugged his head but didn't dare to move: "Xiao Shuang, don't-"

"kick."

Shu Maomao raised his foot and kicked the tree trunk hard. The snow on the top of the tree fell down with a crash, half burying the 1.8-meter-tall Jing Hongyu.

Shu Lan walked over and cursed him fiercely, "Fool, sworn enemy! Old man Zhao is my sworn enemy. He killed the father of my child. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll have you and your brother hang side by side on the southeast branch!"

Jing Hongyu was soaked by the melted snow. Without any fire powers, he shivered with cold and begged for mercy, "Okay, okay, I didn't know the whole story and talked nonsense. I will find all the people with the surname Zhao for you. From now on, your mortal enemy will be my mortal enemy. Forgive me, Xiaoshuang, for being such a fool."

"Hmph." Shu Lan pushed him away and said disdainfully, "Go away! My son is waiting to play."