The middle-aged man was speechless after being confronted, his hands tightly clutching his child.
His face was ashen, and he wished he could escape from there immediately.
Before the apocalypse, he was considered successful in his career and had a happy family.
He has a gentle wife, a lovely daughter, and a high-paying job.
After the apocalypse, he did not awaken any superpowers. In order to survive, he was not afraid of death. He took the only weapon he could find—a kitchen knife—and left the base in the morning and returned at night.
He has no special abilities. Before the apocalypse, he was an elite office worker with a less-than-ideal physique. He was already quite good at killing one or two zombies.
Entering the safe base requires a crystal core; after returning to the base, the remaining crystal cores are barely enough to survive.
He's had bad luck these past two days, only managing to kill one zombie. After returning to the safe base, he hasn't gotten any more crystal cores.
Unexpectedly, his wife wanted to sell the child!
He knew he was incompetent, but he had used all his strength to survive.
The couple's farce did not attract any onlookers.
Such scenes are so common that people have long lost their curiosity about gossip.
Occasionally, a few idle people would watch this farce with curiosity.
They weren't surprised that the child was being sold; they were just curious whether the child could still be sold.
"Fengxian, let's break up!"
The refined middle-aged man looked grief-stricken, took a step back while holding the child, and had tears in his eyes.
He didn't know why things had turned out this way.
He had worked incredibly hard to kill zombies and had never been afraid of hardship, but for some reason, he still couldn't support his wife and children.
He is a graduate student, and although he is not as talented as a doctoral student, his academic qualifications are not low.
Before the apocalypse, he had an annual salary that everyone envied.
In the post-apocalyptic world, life is worse than that of a dog.
"Ha, do you think I still want to be with you?"
Fengxian gave a cold laugh, showing no emotion whatsoever.
This damned apocalypse has worn away all her emotions.
To be alive and to have enough to eat is her greatest desire.
The refined middle-aged man took a deep look at his wife of five years, with whom he had shared a bed, then picked up his child and walked out of the black market.
"Wait! I need to keep the child!"
When the middle-aged woman saw him take the child away, her expression softened slightly. She quickly chased after him and stopped him.
This is a crystal core.
The crystal core that will ensure she has enough to eat and drink for the next few days.
"I owe you the crystal core. I'll pay you back in a few days as compensation for making you suffer here with me."
The middle-aged man's composure prevented him from making such a public display of rudeness.
What's more, the person he was holding in his arms was his daughter.
He couldn't let his child suffer emotional trauma at such a young age.
"Bullshit! You have to give it to me now, who knows if you'll run away tomorrow!"
The middle-aged woman clung tightly to the middle-aged man's clothes, refusing to let him leave.
"Giggle..."
The little girl suddenly laughed, thinking that her parents were laughing and playing around as before.
The child's voice was as pure and beautiful as ever.
No matter how much she had suffered with her parents over the past two months, she remained carefree and smiling.
A hint of malice flashed in the middle-aged woman's eyes; she had begun to feel jealous of her daughter.
Why is it that she has to live such a hard life in the apocalypse, while Xiaoling is carefree and just like before the apocalypse?
"Brother Shui is here!"
Someone gasped in surprise.
Those who were selling children suddenly became much more energetic.
The child sat listlessly in the center of the stall, and the parent quickly nudged the child to keep the child alert.
Some people quickly took out a cloth and wiped the child's face clean.
The middle-aged woman's eyes lit up, and she tried even harder to pull her child away.
Brother Shui, we're here to take the kids back!
Brother Shui is covered in fat, like a walking meatball.
In the apocalypse, having this much fat is quite a skill.
As soon as Brother Shui arrived, he went straight to the stalls selling children, squinting as he examined each child.
The adults, all smiles, kept praising the child for being healthy.
"Fengxian, you, you stop! I really will give you the crystal core, child, you can't sell it!" A hint of panic flashed in the eyes of the refined middle-aged man.
In the chaos, this refined middle-aged man attacked his wife for the first time.
He shoved her hard to the ground.
"Mommy, it hurts!"
The child in the middle-aged man's arms suddenly burst into tears, crying very sadly.
That's her mother!
"ah!"
Fengxian, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly stood up and rushed towards the middle-aged man in a frenzy.
She'd had enough of this damn apocalypse; she had to sell her child.
We must get that crystal core today!
Her rumbling stomach made her lose her mind, and she recklessly rammed into her husband.
She had to get her child back.
Bai Yifan finally couldn't stand it anymore. He was instantly enveloped in yellow light, stood in front of the middle-aged man, and reached out to stop the middle-aged woman.
"You, you're a superhuman!"
The middle-aged woman was about to lash out when she saw a faint yellow light emanating from Bai Yifan's body.
I instinctively took a step back.
Ordinary people would never dare to clash with people with superpowers.
People around instinctively took a step back, and several onlookers turned and left.
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