Chapter Ninety-Seven: Go Downstairs and Kill Zombies!

The day passed quickly. Jin Qinjiu's side hadn't reached any conclusions yet.

Huo Siyu and her group, who were opposite, also set up camp on the balcony of the outpatient building.

Since Mu Qingyu had never shown herself at the edge of the balcony, Huo Siyu on the opposite side was unaware that Mu Qingyu was also there.

Huo Siyu knew that Mu Xiaoxiao had gone to the hospital, but he hadn't seen her all day, so he assumed that Mu Xiaoxiao hadn't escaped.

Thinking of Mu Xiaoxiao's death, Huo Siyu felt a little sad, but more than that, he felt angry. He was angry that Mu Xiaoxiao hadn't chosen to stay at the hotel with him, but instead went to the hospital with Cheng Xijun.

"Siyu-ge? What are you thinking about? You look troubled." A gentle girl interrupted Huo Siyu's thoughts.

Upon hearing the voice, Huo Siyu's expression softened even more: "Yan Yan, what brings you here?"

Hao Yan gave a weak yet gentle smile: "I've already filled all those water bottles. You can trade with the person on the other side anytime."

Huo Siyu quickly supported Hao Yan's shoulder, her face full of concern: "You've worked so hard."

"It's not hard work at all." Hao Yan smiled sweetly and held Huo Siyu's hand. "As long as it's something to do for Siyu-ge, it's not hard work for me. It's so great to be able to help Siyu-ge. I always thought my water-based ability was useless, I couldn't fight, and I was just a burden to the team..."

"How could you be a burden?" Huo Siyu quickly stopped her from continuing: "Now, in various places, not only are there no water or electricity, but since the rainstorm, the water sources outside have also been severely polluted."

“Water-based ability users are very important. If it weren’t for you these days, none of us would even have water to drink. You are the most important. How could you be a burden? I won’t allow you to say such things again…” Huo Siyu pulled Hao Yan into her arms and comforted her softly.

Hao Yan leaned gently and obediently against Huo Siyu's chest, speaking to him softly.

Not far away, Huo Xiangnan and Ou Mingxin sat on the ground, their bodies and faces filthy, their hair disheveled and unwashed for who knows how long. They were nothing like the wealthy gentleman and lady they were before the apocalypse.

The couple's lips were chapped, clearly indicating they hadn't had a proper drink of water in quite some time. Mu Xiangnan held a deformed, worn-out mineral water bottle in his left hand and a half-empty bag of expired biscuits in his right.

Ou Mingxin glared hatefully in Huo Siyu's direction, her hands clenched into fists, her nails digging deep into her palms.

She gritted her teeth and whispered, "That treacherous, ungrateful, heartless bastard! He abandoned Xiaoxiao, stole her supplies, and even hooked up with that slut outside! Bah—"

Ou Mingxin wanted to spit out some saliva, but her lips were so dry and cracked that she didn't have any extra saliva to spit out.

"Just shut up! When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head." Mu Xiangnan's face showed undisguised impatience.

Ever since Huo Siyu and Hao Yan started getting all lovey-dovey, his wife has been cursing them like a madwoman for a long time every day.

But what's the use? What's the point besides adding to the trouble?

In an attempt to win people over, Huo Siyu initially distributed a considerable amount of food and water to everyone. However, after gradually gaining more influence within the hotel, he began to ration his supplies.

Saying it's limited isn't accurate. To be precise, Huo Siyu started distributing supplies in tiers. For example, those close to Huo Siyu received enough food and water, as did the team's main combat force.

Secondly, there are those willing to follow Huo Siyu and possessing support skills, such as non-combat ability users like Hao Yan who can provide clean water. For example, the male college student who can make Molotov cocktails. They too can receive food and water.

Huo Siyu stopped providing any supplies to the remaining people who had neither special skills nor superpowers and were unable to fight.

Huo Siyu only provided Mu Xiangnan and his wife with a small amount of food and water each day because they had come from the Mu family together—although these supplies in Huo Siyu's space originally belonged to Mu Xiaoxiao.

Many people actually died escaping from the hotel that was overrun by zombies; most of them were people who had no fighting ability and could not protect themselves.

The Mu couple were incredibly lucky to have survived all the way to this point.

Now they have to live at the mercy of others, and Mu Xiangnan is willing to cower in submission. It's just that Ou Mingxin is resentful and keeps making veiled accusations every day.

Mu Xiangnan gradually grew impatient with his wife, but they now had to support each other and he could only endure whatever dissatisfaction he had.

"Here you go, there's a little left, you can drink it all!" Mu Xiangnan thought carefully and finally stuffed the last little bit of water in his hand into Ou Mingxin's hand, hoping that this would shut her up.

He didn't want to offend Huo Siyu at this time.

Holding the broken bottle, Ou Mingxin felt a tightness in her chest. She wanted to throw the bottle away and yell at Huo Siyu to return all the belongings that belonged to Mu Xiaoxiao and their Mu family!

But she couldn't. Huo Siyu wouldn't pay her any attention; she might even kick her out of the team and leave her to fend for herself. She also couldn't throw away the water bottle in her hand—it was the last water they could get that day!

Looking at the rows of water bottles not far away, Hao Yan had just filled them with water to exchange for supplies with the other side.

So much water! They have so much water, yet they won't even give them one more bottle! Ou Mingxin bit her lower lip hard, her eyes blazing with anger.

Mu Qingyu didn't care what Huo Siyu was doing, nor did she care whether Mu Xiangnan and his wife were still alive or still in Huo Siyu's group.

Her indifference was the same as the indifference that Mu Xiangnan and his wife had shown to her life or death in her previous life.

When they saw her in her previous life, her biological parents, Mu Xiangnan and his wife, were filled with disdain and wariness, worried that Mu Qingyu would target them.

During Mu Qingyu's most difficult time, it was Mu Qingrong, who was injured, who brought her food and water. Meanwhile, Mu Xiangnan and his wife, dressed impeccably, followed Mu Xiaoxiao around the Hope Base every day, acting as "great philanthropists."

They would rather give alms to unrelated people to gain a good reputation than give their blood-related daughters a single bite of food or a drop of water!

So after Mu Qingyu and her group had eaten and drunk their fill, they called out to the other four people on their side – “Let’s go downstairs and kill some zombies!”