Chapter 20: Master Fu! You are cheating me
As the fever worsened, Song Yuqing's consciousness became increasingly blurred. Huo Bin and Xiao Rou turned into long black shadows in her eyes, and her facial features could not be seen clearly.
The little meat bun simply grew bigger, carried Song Yuqing on his back, and ran towards the God's Supermarket. Smoke came out from the places on his body that came into contact with Song Yuqing, and several places were burned immediately.
Seeing this, Huo Bin chased after Little Meat Bun. Little Meat Bun ran so fast that he was a hundred or eighty meters away. Under the scorching sun, Huo Bin's skeleton seemed to turn to coal.
Little Meat Bun quickly ran back to God's Supermarket. It put Song Yuqing on the ground, took water balls from the shelf, and threw them at Song Yuqing.
"Hey, hey, don't waste water. Song and Qing are fine. They are pregnant." Master Fu spoke up to stop the little meat bun.
Song Yuqing was dazed when he heard Master Fu say that she was pregnant. He suddenly broke out in a sweat. This was impossible...
"She absorbed too much crystal core energy at once, and her superpowers upgraded so quickly that her body couldn't handle it. She'll be fine after a short rest. That's good, because it saves me from upgrading her spatial powers." Master Fu explained, "It's just a small matter, don't you, a giant panda, understand?"
Little Meat Bun slowly scratched his head: "Huh? Should I understand?"
Forget it, as long as Song Yuqing is okay!
The little meat bun slumped down beside Song Yuqing and fanned himself with his palms. He was really scared just now!
By the time Huo Bin ran to the God's Supermarket, Song Yuqing had almost recovered, with only a blush on her face that had not yet faded.
Seeing that Song Yuqing was fine and was sitting on a chair combing the burnt fur of the little boy, Huo Bin sighed and held his forehead. He ran so fast that his bones were almost broken.
"Long time no see." Master Fu greeted Huo Bin.
"Well...long time no see." Huo Bin responded a little stiffly.
Looking at the familiar shops, Huo Bin finally felt safe. He went home. But he couldn't help but regret that if he had come back earlier, he would have suffered less.
"You've already breached the contract, why are you coming back?" Master Fu grumbled dissatisfiedly.
"This..." Huo Bin lowered his head. "This is my convenience store."
Song Yuqing and Xiao Roubao watched the show quietly from the side.
"You signed a contract to sell yourself in exchange for immortality, but you broke the contract and escaped in the face of danger. This house is considered as collateral to me!" Master Fu groaned.
Huo Bin lowered his head even lower. Yes, this house was no longer his. He had still held out hope...
Song Yuqing listened, feeling that Master Fu had cheated Huo Bin out of a house. Song Yuqing couldn't understand why Master Fu had chosen such a shabby house to build a supermarket, and why he had to let someone run a supermarket in the apocalypse? Master Fu really was...
"Song Yuqing! Don't curse me in secret, I can hear what you are thinking!" Then, Master Fu began to blame Huo Bin again, "It's not that I'm trying to trick you, it's really that you are not up to the task!"
Huo Bin opened his mouth but didn't say anything.
"Song Yuqing!" Master Fu suddenly shouted loudly, which startled Song Yuqing who was deep in thought.
"I order you to settle this Huo Bin immediately and don't neglect the guests." Master Fu said the most heartwarming words to Huo Bin in the most ferocious tone.
"Why are you so happy? Did you hear me? He was talking about the guests. Guests will eventually leave." Song Yuqing's words were undoubtedly like pouring a basin of cold water on Huo Bin's head.
Huo Bin twisted his fingers sadly.
"That's right!" Master Fu said without hiding anything. "I won't accept anyone who betrays God's Supermarket anymore."
Song Yuqing looked at Huo Bin sympathetically, not knowing what to say. She certainly wouldn't persuade Master Fu to keep Huo Bin unless Huo Bin showed her that he could be useful.
"I understand..." Huo Bin slowly sat down on the chair.
"Master Fu, why do you insist on signing a contract with us? Why did you choose him, and why did you choose me?" Song Yuqing believed that he was just an ordinary psychic like the original Huo Bin.
"He, because he has a house, and you, because you happened to be in urgent need of a store manager."
Unexpectedly, Master Fu was so casual, Song Yuqing fell silent.
Huo Bin stayed in the God's Supermarket like this. He sat obediently by the window all day, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible.
After Song Yuqing's body completely digested the three high-level crystal cores, she tried to enter the space and was shocked to find that the space had expanded three times and took on a rectangular shape, like a small corridor. There were four iron doors on each side of the corridor. The original three doors were still there, but they were a little rough compared to the newly appeared iron door.
Song Yuqing was thinking about supplies, so before dawn the next day, he took Xiao Roubao and set out to the shopping mall in Chen Town to pick up supplies.
Just like last time, Song Yuqing sat in the tent, and Xiao Roubao carried the tent and staggered towards Chenzhen Shopping Mall.
Huo Bin stood by the window, watching Song Yuqing leave. He looked very depressed.
"Master Fu, this was originally my home. I grew up in this house. But why does this home no longer belong to me?"
Huo Bin didn't expect Master Fu to respond to him, he was just talking to himself.
"If you're not convinced, you can compete with Song Yuqing. One of you can be the general store manager or the other deputy store manager."
Song Yuqing, who was far away in Chenzhen Shopping Mall, sneezed and almost dropped the mineral water bottle in his hand.
This time, collecting supplies at the mall went quite smoothly. Lin Han had already cleared out the supermarket on the underground first floor, leaving nothing useful on the first and second floors. However, on the third floor, there was a forklift full of bottled water.
Song Yuqing dragged Little Meat Bun along as they searched the restaurants on the third floor. Most of the vegetables, fruits, and meat were already rotten. Little Meat Bun, with his sharp eyes, spotted a whole box of pre-prepared meals in a steakhouse that didn't appear to be spoiled.
Song Yuqing put the collected supplies into the space and counted them. They could barely fill the gaps on the shelves of the God's Supermarket.
Song Yuqing walked to the second floor and saw a store selling bedding. She simply put all the quilts, pillows and beds in the store into the store.
When Song Yuqing and Xiao Roubao were strolling out of the mall, Song Yuqing noticed the teahouse next to the mall.
"How about some tea?"
There was a bamboo forest in front of the teahouse. For some reason, under the scorching sun, the bamboo forest did not wither like those mutant plants.
Song Yuqing unconsciously looked at the little meat bun: "You eat bamboo, right?"
Little Meat Bun nodded and said, "It's okay. Bamboo doesn't have the aroma of meat."
Seeing that Little Roubao didn't seem greedy at all, Song Yuqing guessed that Little Roubao didn't like eating bamboo very much. After all, he was a mutant animal.
As soon as they entered the small bamboo grove in front of the teahouse, Song Yuqing felt a burst of cool air, and the teahouse itself felt cool as well. The bags of tea on the wooden cabinets were all intact. Even more surprising, the teahouse didn't have a single trace of the zombie stench.
On the antique tea table, there are also imitation Song Dynasty tea sets on display, including teapot, tea grinder, tea grinder, tea sieve, tea spoon, and tea whisk, each of which is extremely exquisite.
It would be a waste if you don’t take it!
Song Yuqing packed up everything from the teahouse and moved it into the space intact. The corridor-like space, furnished with tea tables and chairs, took on a strange aesthetic.
Little Meat Bun looked around the teahouse, trying to help Song and Qing find and fill gaps, making sure they didn't leave any useful supplies behind. As they passed the teahouse's small courtyard, a cool breeze brushed against Little Meat Bun's burned chest.
It feels so good! Little Meat Bun looks so happy.
Song Yuqing also felt the presence of the wind and felt strange. It was already 50 degrees Celsius outside, so there couldn't be any wind.
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