Zhang Hui also saw the wound caused by her own nails at this time, and said with a guilty conscience: "Oh...oh, it's okay, I was not careful."

"By the way, Yuanyuan, are you sure your parents are in Chengguang Base?"

Wu Yuanyuan was feeling a little down. "Well, they said they were here before we lost contact. I just don't know how they are doing now."

"Don't worry, your parents will be fine." Zhang Hui paused, looked around at the classmates, and said, "It's just that with so many of us going there, I don't know if your villa will be big enough for us."

When Wu Yuanyuan heard this, her face turned a little ugly. She definitely didn't want so many people to live in her house, and she definitely didn't have much food at home, so how could she possibly feed all these people?

Besides, these people are not following her, so why should they live in her house?

"Director, look at all the people here. My house is definitely not big enough for us. Why don't we all rent a villa together? We can also save some crystal cores."

Although her family had a lot of supplies, why should she give these people free food and drink? She certainly didn't want to take these people back. If something unexpected happened, she and her parents would be no match for these people.

After hearing her say this, Zhang Hui pondered for a while, nodded in agreement, and then went to discuss it with others.

Villa No. 23.

Fu Yue staggered back to the door of her villa and glanced at her neighbor who was unloading goods from a truck.

It seems that her neighbor is quite capable. Anyone who can unload goods with a truck is not an ordinary person nowadays.

You know, most of the supplies in City A were taken away by players and the upper class who got the latest news, leaving the common people with some scattered supplies, which are time-consuming and laborious to collect.

The iron gate made a clanging sound when it was opened, attracting the neighbors who were unloading goods next door.

Fu Yue could also see clearly the person who moved next door to her. He was a very stylish man with sharp eyebrows, pale pupils, and tightly pursed thin lips. He looked at her with a slightly frown on his face.

Seeing that the man was in a bad mood, Fu Yue naturally would not try to please him. She withdrew her gaze indifferently, closed the iron door, and then entered the villa.