Luo Jingdong didn't realize that Mo Shuwan's vomiting was related to him approaching with the bowl, and even sped up in concern. But before he could get really close to Mo Shuwan, she broke down and screamed, "Don't come any closer!"

The survivors who had been staring longingly at the cauldron of boiling meat all turned around. When they saw that the one being yelled at was Luo Jingdong, their eyes lit up with surprise. The two survivors who had been tricked by Mo Shuwan that morning, however, were replaced by calm when they saw that it was Mo Shuwan who had yelled at Luo Jingdong. Since it was a big shot who yelled at him, it was normal.

Luo Jingdong's face was cold, and he looked at Mo Shuwan with a half-smile, "You've got quite a temper."

Wen Zuo took a step back with Mo Shuwan in his arms, noticed two burly men walking towards them, frowned, and reluctantly took out his phone to type.

—She was pregnant and couldn't stand the smell of meat.

'Bang'

The porcelain bowl shattered into countless pieces on the ground, and the steaming broth splashed onto Luo Jingdong's feet without him noticing. He just stared at Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo with a shocked look, his mouth slightly agape. After a moment, he asked in a tight voice, "Pregnant?"

Wen Zuo supported Mo Shuwan, who was still reflexively gagging, and nodded heavily.

Luo Jingdong could no longer contain himself and let out a shocked growl, "Holy shit!!!"

Wen Zuo didn't expect Luo Jingdong to react so strongly, but there was no way to take back what he had said. He put his arm around Mo Shuwan's waist and pulled her into his arms. His other hand was already on her waist. If Luo Jingdong showed any abnormality, he would immediately draw his gun and fire.

Nothing happened. Luo Jingdong only lost his composure for a few seconds before trying to regain his composure. "Okay, very good. You take good care of her... No, no, no, you all go pack your things and come with me now."

Wen Zuo frowned and remained silent.

Mo Shuwan, pale-faced after vomiting, looked up and rejected Luo Jingdong's suggestion.

Surprisingly, Luo Jingdong readily agreed, "Of course, of course, it's fine if you don't want to."

The boiled human flesh lay a few steps away, so glaringly obvious in her sight. It was as if she could still hear the person's desperate cries for help before dying. Mo Shuwan's body began to tremble, her whole body was cold, and she said weakly, "I want to go back and rest."

Luo Jingdong, contrary to his usual behavior, offered to take Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo back, and even muttered a lot of instructions to Mo Shuwan to make sure she got some rest on the way back.

Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo both tensed up instinctively. Luo Jingdong's reaction, and the reactions of the survivors who had overheard their conversation, were all too abnormal!

After Mo Shuwan and the others left, the survivors immediately rushed to the spot where they had been, greedily licking the juices from the ground. They dared not touch the meat, but licking the juices was just as good.

Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo returned to the shed, followed closely by Luo Jingdong, who had never been to a shed in a low-grade residential area before. He held a torch and looked around, frowning in disgust: "I think you should reconsider. Living here is really not good for your health. If you are willing, you can leave with me now."

“No, we live here. I don’t want any special privileges.”

Luo Jingdong tried to persuade her for a while, but when he couldn't, he had no choice but to leave reluctantly. Before leaving, his gaze lingered on Mo Shuwan's abdomen for at least half a minute. If Wen Zuo hadn't blocked his view, Mo Shuwan would have had the illusion that the other party wanted to see her forever.

After confirming that Luo Jingdong had indeed left, Wen Zuo went into the shed and sat down next to Mo Shuwan. He didn't touch her, but just stayed quietly by her side, trusting that she would convince herself.

After remaining silent for more than ten minutes, Mo Shuwan bent down and buried her face between her knees. "We must leave this place."

Wen Zuo breathed a sigh of relief, patted Mo Shuwan on the shoulder, and handed her the coarse bread he had just exchanged.

Mo Shuwan didn't act coy. She took the pancake and ate it seriously. However, the pancake was really hard. She had to chew it for a long time before she could swallow it. The taste was very strange. But the only thing to be thankful for was that it didn't taste like meat.

After finishing half a coarse pancake, Wen Zuo heard footsteps outside the shed again. He crawled out of the shed and saw Luo Jingdong, who had returned, as well as Xiangzi, who was holding a bowl and staring intently at the shed, and the burly man who had distributed wooden signs that morning.

Luo Jingdong smiled and handed the bowl to Wen Zuo, "She can't eat meat, but you can, right?"

Wen Zuo shook his head without changing his expression.

—She can't stand the smell of meat, so I'm not eating it.

"You really don't want to eat?" Luo Jingdong asked again to confirm that Wen Zuo really didn't intend to eat. He shrugged regretfully and didn't insist any further.

Wen Zuo stood in front of the shed without moving aside, and frowned slightly when he saw that they still didn't intend to leave.

—Is something the matter?

"Take good care of her. It's rare for her to get pregnant naturally." Xiangzi wanted to say more, but Luo Jingdong, who was speechless, pulled him back. He smiled and handed the bowl to Wen Zuo. "Don't worry, it's porridge made with rice. Although it's a bit thin, it's our most precious food."

Wen Zuo didn't answer, looking at Xiangzi suspiciously.

"Don't worry, we won't ask you to do anything." Seeing that Wen Zuo still didn't take it, Xiangzi raised an eyebrow, thinking that this guy was quite wary. He was a real man to remain unmoved by such a precious thing. He added, "Don't worry, we won't study her. Our little safe zone doesn't have that capability."

Wen Zuo stared silently at the bowl of white porridge in front of him. He seemed to be thinking of something, so he reached out and took the bowl. After Luo Jingdong and the others left, he picked up the bowl and took a small sip of the rice soup. He didn't notice anything wrong, so he turned around and went into the shed.

Whatever Xiangzi and his group were up to, Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo had no choice. Since they were willing to offer benefits, Mo Shuwan didn't refuse. Even if they didn't accept, the other party's true colors would eventually be revealed, so why make things difficult for themselves?

After finishing a bowl of porridge with Wen Zuo, the two ate some biscuits and stayed in the shed for about half an hour. Mo Shuwan felt that she had recovered enough, so she pulled Wen Zuo away from the shed to a more secluded and deserted open space.

Wen Zuo looked at Mo Shuwan with a blank expression.

Mo Shuwan bent down and placed the watermelon knife aside. She turned to look at Wen Zuo and said seriously, "Only by becoming stronger can I protect myself and avoid becoming a burden to you."

Wen Zuo understood immediately upon hearing this.

Okay, I'll help you.

—You didn't drag me down.

In fact, Wen Zuo was thinking something else entirely.

I'm willing to be dragged down by you.

Wen Zuo had previously worked as a security guard and also as a security personnel, so he had naturally undergone a systematic training. However, that training was clearly not applicable to Mo Shuwan.

Moreover, in this situation, the most important thing is to have the ability to protect oneself. So Wen Zuo took matters into his own hands and let Mo Shuwan attack him. However, her physical strength was too poor. After just a few moves, she was panting heavily.

Seeing that Mo Shuwan looked like she could die at any moment, Wen Zuo stopped what he was doing out of heartache and wanted to ask her if she wanted to rest first, but Mo Shuwan gave him a fierce growl.

"Again...again..."