Shen Zhijie recounted what had happened while the two were away, "You didn't see it just now, but He Rui and the others picked up Sang Ze's younger brother, Sang You, in a private car."
"I really didn't realize that Sangze's brother's business was so big."
"Where should we go next? Should we chase after them, or...?"
Xiao Mu looked into the distance and said, "Come with me!"
Jiang Yao pretended to take out three bottles of insecticidal liquor from her backpack and handed them to the two of them, saying, "One bottle for each of you. Take these just in case."
"No one can guarantee when the insects will come out again, or even if they will."
After receiving the insecticidal liquor, Xiao Mu led the two back to the shelter.
Shen Zhijie was somewhat puzzled by this.
"Aren't we leaving?"
"Let's go, but not today. Didn't you notice that the water on the ground will dry up soon?"
"You know, many insects can't reproduce without water." He pointed to a small puddle outside the window and said, "You see, there are fewer insects since the flood receded."
"What's missing? I didn't see it."
The three returned to their original residence.
If I had known you two hadn't left, I wouldn't have climbed the stairs. No one can stand going up and down twice!
With nothing to do at night, Jiang Yao searched through the rooms on each floor, storing the wooden tables and chairs in her spatial storage and taking them with her, not even letting go of the half-jar of salt left in the kitchen.
In a room on the 6th floor, Jiang Yao found two unused candles. She was surprised that this place had such a thing. There was also a half-full bucket of purified water in the corner. She couldn't waste these things, so she put the candles into her backpack and stored the half-full bucket of water in her spatial storage.
When Xiao Mu found Jiang Yao, Jiang Yao was looking through the sweet potatoes that had already sprouted at Aunt Zhang's house next door.
Are you going to put this away too?
Jiang Yao turned around abruptly and saw Xiao Mu. She took a deep breath and said, "Have you ever heard the saying, 'A person can scare someone to death'?"
"Sorry, I startled you."
"What I mean is, what's the point of keeping a sweet potato that's sprouted?"
"You wouldn't believe it, if handled properly, this can be used to cultivate another batch of sweet potatoes." As she spoke, she took out the sweet potato vines she had cultivated from her spatial storage. "Look how big they've grown now, and this is still during the rainy season. I traded them with Aunt Zhang using supplies!"
Watching Jiang Yao carefully handle the rice seedlings, Xiao Mu slowly curled up a faint smile, "I remember you have an electric scooter."
After hearing this, Jiang Yao looked at Xiao Mu with a puzzled expression and said, "There is one. Why are you asking about this?"
"We need a car; we can't rely on walking to get around!" The meaning is clear: if you can have an electric car, you can have a car.
Jiang Yao rolled her eyes speechlessly and stared at Xiao Mu, saying, "Do you think I'm Doraemon?!" She added impatiently, "I only have a Mini i3."
Upon hearing that it was the Mini i3, Xiao Mu stroked his chin and nodded, his meaning clear: the Mini i3 suits your temperament perfectly.
The sky was a clear, deep blue early in the morning, with the few remaining dark clouds drifting away in the wind.
Everything seemed so peaceful.
Sitting in the Mini i3, Shen Zhijie complained a bit that the car was too small. Even though they were both over 180cm tall, the Mini i3 felt a bit cramped. But there was nothing they could do, since it was the only car they could drive at the moment!
Jiang Yao closed her eyes and pretended to sleep as soon as she got on the bus, ignoring Shen Zhijie's complaints and acting as if she hadn't heard them at all.
Seeing that Jiang Yao had closed her eyes and was pretending to sleep, Xiao Mu looked at Shen Zhijie and retorted, "If you really don't want to do it, that's fine, you can get off the bus."
Seeing this, Shen Zhijie chose to keep quiet, after all, squeezing in is better than walking.
After the floodwaters receded, the roads were littered with plastic bags, branches, weeds, animal carcasses, silt, and other garbage, which really put one's driving skills to the test.
They dared not stop at the gas stations they encountered along the way, because gas stations that had been flooded required professional equipment to inspect and treat them before they could be used again, a very troublesome process.
So while others drove off to refuel, Jiang Yao and the others continued on their way.
At lunchtime, Jiang Yao pretended to take out a self-heating hot pot from her backpack. Upon seeing the hot pot, Shen Zhijie exclaimed, "The advantage of this thing is that it's easy to operate and convenient to eat."
After lunch, Jiang Yao decided to check what supplies she could collect at nearby shops. Xiao Mu and Shen Zhijie, having driven for a long time, needed to rest to ensure they were in top condition.
Jiang Yao arrived at a small hotel. The first floor was completely flooded. After walking around, she came to the kitchen. The food in the freezer was rotten and smelled terrible. The rice and flour in the freezer were no longer edible after being soaked.
After searching upstairs to no avail, Jiang Yao was about to leave when she noticed a safe in an inconspicuous corner. Regardless of whether there was anything inside, anyone who saw it would instinctively want to open it and take a look, and Jiang Yao was no exception.
I found some tools in my storage space and fiddled with the safe, but I couldn't open it. I had no choice but to put it back in my storage space and deal with it later.
This is like opening a blind box; it makes you curious about what's inside.
As Jiang Yao left the hotel, a group of people blocked her way. The leader was a bald man with shifty eyes. He grinned and said, "Beautiful lady, leave your backpack behind, and I'll let you live."
Henchman #1: "Brother, let this woman just leave like that!"
Henchman #2: "Fool, can you let her go? We have to leave her and her belongings behind."
"We can borrow this woman after our brother is done with her."
The lewd words made Jiang Yao frown, and her hand unconsciously went to the dagger at her waist.
Seeing Jiang Yao's hand rest on the dagger at her waist, the bald man chuckled at her overestimation of her abilities, thinking that no matter how powerful a woman was, she couldn't possibly defeat so many of them.
Seeing that Jiang Yao hadn't returned for so long, Xiao Mu went to look for her, worried. He instructed Shen Zhijie to keep an eye on the car and to shoot anyone who tried to steal it, leaving no survivors.
Without hesitation, Jiang Yao drew her sword and charged at the first man. The man, seeing this, raised his fire axe and charged at her. Jiang Yao's hands went numb from the force of the blow.
He quickly stepped back, keeping his eyes fixed on the other person, and gently rotated his right hand a few times to relieve the numbness.
Seeing this, the bald man shouted happily, "Old Jiu, let her know how powerful you are, you strongman!"
Jiang Yao began to sized up Lao Jiu, noticing his muscular physique. To defeat him, she needed to find his weakness.
Jiang Yao rushed forward again, brandishing her knife and feinting at her opponent.
Old Jiu thought Jiang Yao was going to try to overpower him again, so he swung the fire axe in his hand forcefully and pressed her down.
Seeing that the other party had fallen for the trap, Jiang Yao turned around and stabbed Hou Dao into Lao Jiu's back. Although she did not seriously injure Lao Jiu, she at least made him feel some pain.
This time, Lao Jiu was completely enraged by Jiang Yao. He turned around and grabbed Jiang Yao's halberd with his hand. Blood dripped down his hand, his eyes turned red, and he let out a faint, explosive sound: "Ah—"
Seeing this, Jiang Yao tried to draw Hou Dao, but it was too late. The explosive power of the old wine stunned everyone.
This was the first time Baldy had ever seen Lao Jiu like this. Now that he thought about it, if Lao Jiu wanted to become the boss, there would be no chance for him.
Baldy felt somewhat fortunate; as long as Lao Jiu had something to eat and drink, he was content and never said much.
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