Sister Chen took the wrench.

Amid Xie Cheng's painful howls, she slammed her fist down hard on his hand bones.

"You stole the only food my family had, and even followed me to collect supplies! Xie Cheng, you disgust me!"

Xie Cheng clutched his arm and said angrily, "I'm calling the police! You bitch..."

With a "slap," a handprint appeared on Xie Cheng's left cheek.

"Did you bring your phone? Go! Go report it!" Then Sister Chen kicked Xie Cheng in the stomach a few more times. "Pah! I've endured enough!"

I never expected that Chen Mei, who was always bullied by him, would be so fierce now.

Xie Cheng glanced at the wrench and could only lower his head and admit defeat, saying, "I had no choice, Amei, you can't do this to me!"

Sister Chen looked at her ex-husband crawling like an insect, turned away in disgust, and handed the wrench back to Huang Yue.

It's not worth getting human lives on your hands for the sake of a scumbag.

Shen Jing seemed to have guessed what Sister Chen was thinking, and she said meaningfully, "Hesitation will only lead to trouble."

Sister Chen fell silent upon hearing her words, a strange light flashing in her eyes.

The three of them ignored Xie Cheng, who was crying bitterly on the ground.

Shen Jing helped Sister Chen walk back.

They unanimously decided to take Sister Chen home first.

Sister Chen rubbed her hands together, a little embarrassed, and said, "No need to see me off, I'm just in the alley not far ahead!"

"It's nothing, we were just going the same way." Shen Jing brushed the snow off her. "You just said he stole your supplies?"

"Hmm...he knows I usually prepare food in advance." Sister Chen's face was awkward.

"And what about your son? I remember he's already a teenager, right?"

"He just had surgery and can't go to the hospital... We don't know how long he can hold on..."

Sister Chen held Shen Jing's hand tightly, looking at the road ahead with tears in her eyes.

It's already -50 degrees Celsius, and the temperature is dropping every day. It's so unbearable.

How can my son survive? He simply doesn't have the means to live!

Shen Jing didn't know that Xie Zhizhou had undergone surgery; this person... couldn't die.

In her past life, when she met Xie Zhizhou, the boy who was only ten years old had grown into a man in his early twenties.

His most infamous reputation is for the brutal murder of his own father.

If it weren't for Gu Yan's bad reputation...

So he can be considered a relatively well-known villain.

He would risk his life for anyone who gave him an energy core, showing no mercy whatsoever.

However, he accepted Shen Ting's crystal core but did not kill Shen Jing.

"I'll repay this favor in this lifetime," Shen Jing thought.

They soon arrived at Sister Chen's residence.

The wind tonight felt like silver needles piercing my bones; it was cold, extremely cold.

Shen Jing was surprised to find that Chen Jie's home only had a dilapidated charcoal brazier for heating.

But now the charcoal brazier has long been extinguished, and the windows are being blown around loudly.

Suddenly, Chen Jie's heart-wrenching sobs echoed from inside the house: "Why did you have to do this?! How am I supposed to live after you're gone?!"

Hearing the crying, the people in the surrounding area instinctively closed their doors and windows tightly; it was truly unlucky that someone was dying every day.

Shen Jing asked Huang Yue to help close the window halfway for ventilation, while she ran to the kitchen to boil water.

But there was nothing left in the kitchen to boil water, so she had to take out a thermos from her spatial storage and pour the water into a disposable cup.

Add more spiritual spring water, and that's it, at this point we can only try anything.

"Give him a glass of warm water first, he still has a heartbeat, Sister Chen!" Shen Jing shouted loudly, bringing Sister Chen back to her senses from the grief of losing her son.

Sister Chen said "Thank you, thank you" as she fed Xie Zhizhou water with trembling hands.

She wasn't sure if it was just psychological, but Xie Zhizhou's complexion visibly began to turn rosy.

Shen Jing was relieved and helped Huang Yue tidy up Chen Jie's house before saying goodbye.

"Sister Chen, take care." Even without that cup of spiritual spring water, Xie Zhizhou did not die.

However, Sister Chen died in her previous life for reasons unknown.

Or is it related to her scumbag ex-husband?

"If Xie Cheng dares to come again in the future, don't be soft-hearted."

Sister Chen smiled and shook her head, holding Shen Jing's hand tightly, and whispered, "No, I won't give him another chance to hurt us! Jing, you have to be careful too, make sure to hide the food well! People outside have no conscience now. Many people say the disaster will be over soon, but things are unpredictable. You must take good care of yourself and don't trust others easily!"

"Yes, we all need to be well." Shen Jing felt a pang of sadness in her heart. Sister Chen's words came from her heart; she was worried about her and wanted to make plans for her.

I never expected that queuing up to get supplies would lead to such a ordeal.

Shen Jing and Huang Yue did not speak to each other on their way back to the residential area.

It wasn't until we reached the bottom of Building 5 that she said, "If the supplies search team needs to go out, remember to call me from Building 10."

Huang Yue smiled and nodded. This apprentice who came halfway through his life was really interesting. Was he showing him that his family had no surplus food?

She's not exactly wary, but she occasionally slips up and reveals her true colors.

But he just couldn't see through her. She seemed to be surrounded by secrets, yet she lived a life of unparalleled clarity.

When it's time to save lives, there's no hesitation; when it's time to distance oneself, it's like this now—not even a sincere reason is given.

If I had to describe it in one word, it would be: doing whatever I want.

Instead of going home, the free-spirited Shen Jing went to another place.

If you live your whole life feeling restricted and constrained, it's better not to live at all.

Thinking that she had just rounded up and thus repaid Xie Zhizhou's favor from her previous life, she felt even more relieved and free of debt.

If we're talking about debts... well, those are debts owed to her by others!

The icy world at -50 degrees Celsius will last for a year, following the trajectory of my previous life.

That year, she had to collect these debts as soon as possible; they were all debts involving lives!

Shen Jing threw the stun gun into her spatial storage to charge, and then walked through the snow towards the Shen family home.

The last time Shen Xingping sent people to ambush him, if this score isn't settled soon, it'll go bad.

She had seen Liang Jingyan pick them up upstairs last time, and she could guess where he would settle the Shen family.

Near Jinyu Lanwan, there is a high-end residential community where Liang Jingyan owns a 200-square-meter flat, which he originally bought as his marital home.

Shen Jing had been here before, of course. She slowly walked back into the neighborhood, following her memory.

Unexpectedly, she bumped into a man running towards her. He grabbed her hand and pulled her into the alley.

Shen Jing's back slammed against the cold wall, and she hissed, "Gu Yan? What's wrong with you now?!"

She never expected that Gu Yan wouldn't be staying home like a shut-in anymore, but would actually appear here.

Isn't this person someone who never goes out?!

"Why did you come here?" Gu Yan asked, seemingly unrelated to the question.

He had been following behind Shen Jing ever since she left the house.

I witnessed her become a post-apocalyptic merchant, save Sister Chen, and even take out a thermos from her spatial storage.

None of this mattered to Gu Yan.

He only cared about: "You bought the wedding house from Liang Jingyan, right?"