Chapter 45 Do You Dare to Kill Someone?

"Come in and talk." The courtyard gate opened, revealing Mu Qingyu's calm and composed face.

The short-haired girl was slightly taken aback, then breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Mu Qingyu step aside, she took her sister's hand and walked into the courtyard of Building No. 3.

They did indeed keep their promise and went into the courtyard, but did not go any further toward the house.

Mu Qingyu carefully examined the two girls. The short-haired girl's hair was cut unevenly, clearly done haphazardly by herself. She was slender and had delicate features, looking no more than twenty years old.

The long-haired girl wore a headscarf, covering her face so that her features were obscured, leaving only her eyes visible. Those eyes were bright and lively, and even without seeing her whole face, one could tell that she was a beauty.

"You're looking for me? What's the matter?" Mu Qingyu asked directly.

“Yesterday, we saw you fortify your defenses. We want to stay here permanently, but our houses are no match for yours.”

"So, we hope you can help us reinforce our houses. We'll pay you; we have some supplies we can exchange, including food." The short-haired girl looked at Mu Qingyu nervously.

Mu Qingyu thought for a moment, then gently shook her head: "Most of our houses were reinforced before the apocalypse. To reinforce Building No. 2 to our current state would require too much investment." Their supplies were far from sufficient.

When the two of them arrived, they only had one motorcycle, which carried both of them. The rest of the space was used to hang supplies. Even if the whole motorcycle was filled with supplies, it wouldn't be enough for Mu Qingyu.

Yesterday, they reinforced buildings three and four, using a total of seven boxes of steel bars. Buildings three and four had already been meticulously constructed by her before the apocalypse.

Building No. 2 was just an ordinary house before the apocalypse; even the courtyard wall was primarily for aesthetics. To reinforce it to resemble Building No. 3 today would require an enormous investment of resources and time!

"No, you misunderstood. It doesn't need to be reinforced like your house. Just reinforce the doors, windows, and rooms on the first floor, so that it's not easy for someone to pry them open and break in. Just install a door between the first and second floors. We can leave the yard and gate as is," the short-haired girl quickly explained.

“I know we have very few supplies, but when we came here we found a supply warehouse hidden in someone’s house. There were few people around, so it was hard for others to find, and there weren’t many monsters. We only had one motorcycle at the time, so we couldn’t carry too much. Therefore, most of the things inside are still here.”

“I can take you there.” The short-haired girl pointed to the small, beat-up truck parked in the yard. “You can take all your vehicles. Once you get them back, all you need to do is leave two boxes of food for me and my sister.” After saying that, the short-haired girl stared intently at Mu Qingyu’s face again.

Mu Qingyu frowned slightly. This sounded like exchanging a truckload of supplies for labor, which seemed like a very good deal.

However, in reality, there was never even a trace of these supplies.

Even setting aside whether the supplies were still there after the sisters left, even if they were, were there any dangers along the way? Would they encounter any unexpected situations? Would their return journey after obtaining the supplies be smooth? These are all unknowns.

How is this any different from Mu Qingyu going out to find supplies on her own?

But seeing the two girls holding each other's hands and clinging to each other, to be honest, it touched Mu Qingyu somewhat.

She sympathized with the two, but didn't want to help them without any limits.

So Mu Qingyu thought for a while and then asked the short-haired girl, "Do you dare to kill someone?"

The two girls froze upon hearing this, as Mu Qingyu's question stirred up very unpleasant memories for them.

“I dare to kill monsters! I’ve killed quite a few along the way,” the short-haired girl said, whether she was avoiding Mu Qingyu’s question or she felt that daring to kill monsters was even braver.

"I'm talking about people." Mu Qingyu glanced at the two of them indifferently: "You've strengthened your defenses, aren't they to guard against those people from yesterday? Or people like them from yesterday."

"You must have run away from the city. The city is getting more and more chaotic, and more and more people will leave the city. More and more people will discover this place and come here."

"There will be all sorts of people then—good people, bad people, scoundrels, thugs, or even pitiful people. But without exception, no matter what kind of person they are, they will bring all sorts of dangers. You can't prevent them all just by guarding against them."

"You've kept the bad guys and thugs at bay, but good people and the poor might also covet your house and food. They might turn bad too, and start stealing things, who knows..."

After saying this, Mu Qingyu pointed to the courtyard gate: "I cannot grant your request. I don't lack supplies, much less supplies that don't even know if they exist. You can go back now."

That was all she could do to help. She told the two sisters as much as she could about what might happen in the future. She reminded them that simply hiding at home to defend themselves wouldn't allow them to survive long in the apocalypse. She warned them that their enemies weren't just zombies; often, the danger would come from humans.

The two sisters didn't leave immediately. The short-haired girl looked at Mu Qingyu in surprise: "You mean, you want to kill those people from yesterday?"

Mu Qingyu stared at him intently, neither admitting nor denying, and simply said, "You should think carefully about what I just said. If you don't have enough resources, providing value is also acceptable."

After she finished speaking, she opened the courtyard gate, making it very clear that she wanted to send the guests away.

After seeing the two sisters off, Mu Qingyu returned to the second floor and saw Mu Qingrong buried in a pile of messy machinery, fiddling with something.

"What are you doing?" Mu Qingyu asked him curiously.

“Modify some weapons. Don’t they have a lot of people? I can mount crossbows on drones and control the firing through a program. That way, we’ll have an extra helper.” Mu Qingrong answered, her head buried in the pile of parts, her hands never stopping and her head never looking up.

Mu Qingyu didn't understand any of these things. As long as her younger brother said it was possible, then it was possible! All she had to do was praise "Xiao Rong is so great!"

In response to her sister's praise, Mu Qingrong slightly raised her head and gave Mu Qingyu a sweet smile, but her hands still didn't stop.

Mu Qingyu found her younger brother's focused work utterly adorable! She couldn't resist reaching out and ruffling his soft, fluffy short hair. Ah, her brother was just so cute!

It was late at night, at 2 a.m.

Xiao Mo arrived on time as agreed.

This time, Mu Qingrong also participated in the plan.