Moreover, once Jing Chen and his group leave, the iron gate to the rooftop is locked, allowing people on the rooftop to come down at any time, while those inside the building cannot go up freely. This makes those upstairs feel safer.

"I think if we hadn't run out of bombs, given Jin Qinjiu's emotional state, he would have blown up the helicopter," Jing Chen said with a sigh as soon as he returned.

"Then Huo Siyu probably won't be exchanging incendiary bombs with them anymore?" Mu Qingyu said.

"Why?" Mu Qingrong asked innocently.

Han Yu tapped Mu Qingrong on the head: "Because the people on the other side saw that incendiary bombs were used against humans this morning. They'll start to be afraid. What if they return the incendiary bombs to others, and those people use them against themselves?"

"Oh." Mu Qingrong rubbed her head.

"Why did you hit my brother?" Mu Qingyu knocked Han Yu's head back to him, adding a glare as a bonus.

Han Yu pouted: "I'm teaching him."

Mu Qingyu didn't really have any issues with Han Yu; she was just joking.

“There’s another reason,” Mu Qingyu sighed. “Given Huo Siyu’s personality, I don’t believe he wouldn’t covet Jin Qinjiu’s helicopter once he discovered it. Besides, Mu Xiaoxiao is stirring things up from there…”

Han Yu was very curious about the relationship between Mu Qingyu, Mu Xiaoxiao, and Huo Siyu, so she asked directly in a cheeky manner.

Actually, Jingchen and the others were also curious, but no one dared to ask.

Mu Qingyu didn't shy away from these matters and simply explained the messy relationships in their family, which made everyone understand.

"So Xiao Rong isn't your biological brother after all," Jing Chen exclaimed. Judging from the siblings' relationship, he had always assumed they were biological siblings.

"What's the difference between a cousin and a younger brother?" Mu Qingyu replied casually.

Mu Qingrong laughed so hard that her eyes disappeared from her grin.

Han Yu clicked her tongue and said smugly, "That guy surnamed Huo is just a pretty boy. He's a typical 'phoenix man' (a man from a poor background who achieves success). What do you see in him?" There was a hint of disdain in her words.

"Face, of course." Mu Qingyu answered confidently, then looked at Han Yu with disdain: "Unlike some people, who are so rough they don't even have a face."

"Who said that? Back in the day, I was quite the handsome young man! Don't you know how to appreciate men?" Han Yu yelled.

Mu Qingyu ignored him.

Jing Chen watched them bicker with a smile, then steered the conversation back to the main topic: "Then let's just start preparing tonight."

After resting for a while and eating their fill, everyone felt less tired. The thought of leaving this place in just one more day made them a little excited.

First, everyone prepared torches for their departure. This wasn't difficult. This was the inpatient ward, and there were flammable materials like bed sheets and blankets everywhere. They collected them, tore them up, and prepared them for later use.

Mu Qingyu had prepared some firewood to help her get through the extreme cold, and she could use it as a torch stick this time.

She also had gasoline in her storage space. She didn't need much; just take out a bucket, soak the prepared torches in it, and they would be very easy to light.

There are also incendiary bombs.

Alcohol was found in Li Ke's supplies, Cheng Xijun's supplies, and even in the supplies distributed from Jin Qinjiu.

With alcohol, they could make their own incendiary bombs. Han Yu knew how to make them, and under his tutelage, Mu Qingrong and Mo Huaiyu quickly learned as well.

The only problem is the lack of glass bottles. That's not difficult; the medical waste bins in the inpatient department are mostly filled with IV drip bottles.

Although many medicines are now made of new medical-grade plastics, there are still many medicines that need to be stored in glass bottles.

Jing Chen and his doctors and nurses are all locals of Qingshan Hospital, so finding these things is not difficult for them.

So everyone worked until midnight to make torches and Molotov cocktails.

Everyone was full of energy, but Mu Qingyu called an emergency halt at three in the morning.

"Alright, hide everything. Everyone get some rest. We'll be killing another wave of zombies tomorrow, so make sure you're well-rested."

Nothing more was said that night, until the next morning.

As usual, breakfast was the first thing to do in the morning. Mu Qingyu never wanted to miss a meal, as long as she could eat.

Then, as planned, one group continued clearing out zombies, not far from the entrance of the hospital ward, clearing as many as they could. The other group continued making torches and incendiary bombs. More wouldn't hurt, as Mu Qingyu's storage space could hold them all.

This is the advantage of having a space-type ability user in the team.

Everything is proceeding smoothly.

However, at 5 p.m., Mu Qingyu told everyone to stop killing zombies and start preparing dinner.

I need to prepare everything today and get some rest early.

The zombie corpses were burned as usual, but they secretly hid five zombie corpses on the first floor.

I finally steamed rice for dinner. Steaming rice is time-consuming, and I've never done it before, but I need a lot of energy tomorrow.

The cured pork and rice were steamed together, and a lot of sweet potatoes and potatoes were added. Mu Qingyu also gave everyone a carton of milk, and as usual, Han Yu was given a cola. This was enough for everyone to have a hearty meal.

For Jing Chen, Lao Jiang, and the others, this meal was the best and most comfortable they had eaten since the apocalypse, and it was the same for Ji Qingqing.

Han Yu, on the other hand, had been living a life of luxury with Gu Jianye, and later followed Mu Qingyu. Apart from the two or three days he was forced to flee on the road, he had never suffered any mistreatment in terms of food.

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