Chapter 89 Temporary Calm

Previously, when they couldn't take the supplies with them from the air-raid shelter, they had no objection to Mu Qingyu helping them carry the supplies in exchange for half of them, since they couldn't take them with them anyway.

But human greed knows no bounds, and once they reached the rooftop, their thoughts changed completely.

They argued that Mu Qingyu had simply taken some supplies casually, so why should she take half of them?

They wanted to confront Mu Qingyu, but no one dared to go, and they were arguing endlessly about who should speak to her.

Mu Xiaoxiao listened from the side, her mind stirred, and then she urged Mu Yan, "Xiao Yan, why don't you go and talk to her? You are her cousin. Look, you're both cousins, and she's so good to Mu Qingrong."

The others on Jin Qinjiu's side were unaware of this relationship. Now that they had heard about it, they all had their own thoughts and offered their advice.

Mu Yan didn't know what she was thinking, but she actually agreed.

Mu Qingyu had already set up her tent and was about to rest when she saw Mu Yan slowly walking towards her.

Before Mu Qingyu could react, Mu Qingrong's expression changed: "What are you doing here?" Her face showed undisguised disgust.

Mu Qingyu patted her younger brother's shoulder to comfort him, then looked at Mu Yan and smiled, "You guys are quite resilient."

This is both ironic and true. Of the more than one hundred people in the underground air-raid shelter, only twenty or thirty survived to reach the rooftop, and most of them were combatants.

Mu Xiaoxiao and Mu Yan are ordinary people who are completely powerless, yet they are living perfectly well.

"Sister Xiaoyu, I have something to tell you," Mu Yan said, shrinking her neck.

"Who's your sister? Who are you? Don't just randomly claim kinship on the street!" Mu Qingrong was so angry that her forehead was spitting fire, and she wished she could push this person downstairs to feed the zombies.

Seeing Mu Qingrong's agitated state, Mo Huaiyu quickly pulled him aside and said, "Dr. Jingchen is going to treat my leg, can you keep an eye on it for me?"

Mu Qingrong immediately calmed down a bit—no one important is more important than a good friend! So Mo Huaiyu pulled her into the tent.

"Say what you have to say quickly. I'm in a good mood right now, but if you say something that makes me feel bad..." Mu Qingrong looked at Mu Yan with a half-smile.

Mu Yan stepped forward and lowered her voice, saying, "Those people think you shouldn't have taken half of their supplies, and they're plotting to get them back. Sister Xiaoyu, you have to be careful."

Did those people really think he was a fool? He wasn't smart, but he wasn't stupid either! They wanted to use him as a pawn!

It's obvious that Sister Xiaoyu is the strongest one in this group now. She single-handedly slaughtered three powerful superhumans and also possesses spatial abilities and resources. He would be crazy to offend her.

Those people wanted to use him to test Mu Qingrong's reaction, so he went along with it and tried to curry favor. He thought, they're both cousins, how could he be inferior to Mu Qingrong?

It's true that he was born to a mistress, but Mu Qingyu isn't Mu Qingrong's biological sister; they're cousins, and their blood relation is with Mu Xiangbei. Does it matter who their mother is?

Mu Qingyu laughed after hearing this. However, she was quite surprised. She had always thought Mu Yan wasn't very bright, but actually, he wasn't as stupid as she had imagined!

As for those people, Mu Qingyu glanced at the whispering crowd from afar and sneered inwardly—she wanted to see who dared to come up to her and ask for something!

"Okay. You can go back now, I need to rest." Mu Qingyu stretched, looking nonchalant.

Mu Yan was quite disappointed, but he didn't dare to argue. He gave a soft reply and left.

Jin Qinjiu was arranging dinner with his confidants and discussing whether the helicopter could still be used without a pilot. Little did he know that his men had already caused him some trouble during this lull.

That night, the people on the rooftop listened to the howls of zombies all night long.

Not only inside the hospital, but also around its perimeter, the number of zombies is increasing. The city can no longer accommodate the growing number of zombies, and they have begun to migrate outwards.

The good news is that Mo Huaiyu's leg has indeed improved in color after treatment. However, so far it has only regained some sensation.

Jing Chen said that it might take a relatively long time to cure him. Of course, he also admitted that the inability to cure him immediately might be related to the fact that his superpower level is not high enough.

However, after multiple treatments, it will definitely get better gradually.

Mo Huaiyu was not discouraged; every bit of progress was a huge surprise for him.

The night passed peacefully, and although everyone had their own thoughts, they all safely made it through the night until the next morning.

When Mu Qingyu woke up, the aroma of rice filled the air.

This familiar and comforting scent made Mu Qingyu feel for a moment as if she had returned to the world before the apocalypse.

As soon as they stepped out of the tent, they saw Han Yu already cooking porridge in a pot. The porridge contained egg drop soup, ham, and preserved eggs. Mu Qingrong was sitting eagerly beside the pot, her eyes fixed on the porridge without blinking.

He would ask every now and then, "Brother Han Yu, are you done yet?"

So, it was just Han Yu in one night? Mu Qingyu couldn't help but find it amusing.

Seeing Mu Qingyu come out, Han Yu said smugly, "Come on, boss, come and see if the porridge you made this morning smells good!" I don't know when it started, but Han Yu's way of addressing Mu Qingyu changed from "little sister" to "boss".

Mu Qingyu didn't care about the title; the aroma did indeed whet her appetite. She had never tasted anything like this before!

Perhaps due to circumstances in my past life, I was so busy making money and acquiring resources when I was first reborn that I didn't have time to rest and enjoy myself.

On the contrary, after the apocalypse, she could relax whenever she wanted. At that time, she lived in the suburbs where there were few zombies and no shortage of supplies. However, her appetite was aroused. But Mu Qingrong, who lived with her, was just like her, and her cooking skills were terrible... It was really hard to describe.

"It smells good! When can we eat it?" Mu Qingyu asked. The ingredients were obviously from Mu Qingrong. Most people's backpacks contained dry food, but only Mu Qingrong would carry those other miscellaneous things.

Mu Qingyu is never stingy when it comes to praising others, especially those who can cook delicious food for her!

Han Yu proudly raised her chin and gave Jing Chen a smug look: "I can do it right away!"

Jing Chen looked at the proud, peacock-like Han Yu and couldn't help but laugh and cry. He didn't know why this person had started competing with him on cooking skills... and wouldn't even allow them to borrow pots first thing in the morning...

They can cook instant noodles faster than they can cook porridge...

Having enjoyed the delicious food, Mu Qingyu had another beautiful morning.

Han Yu privately asked Mo Huaiyu, "Were they refugees before?" Why did he look so moved by the delicious food?