How much love did she lack in her past life? That's why she kept such a bunch of snobs just to have more fun around her.
Now that it's the apocalypse, she doesn't need the excitement of money.
Yan Zhi and Wang Wan happened to witness the entire verbal battle between Jiang Zhi and Wang Wan.
Wang Wan had transformed his affection for Jiang Zhi into fervent worship.
"I also want that eloquent mouth." Wang Wan glanced at Yan Zhi beside her. Yan Zhi stared at Jiang Zhi's leisurely departing figure without saying a word, seemingly lost in thought.
Before the apocalypse, Wang Wan had caught a fleeting glimpse of Jiang Zhi in the neighborhood. At that time, she wore bright red lipstick and had a gentle, warm smile.
When I saw her again later, she gave off a completely different vibe.
Of course, they were strangers from beginning to end.
Even when Jiang Zhi smiled after the apocalypse, the smile didn't reach her eyes, making people feel uneasy. Something must have happened to make her like that.
Wang Wan was willing to get close to Jiang Zhi because she made him feel so safe.
"Go back." Yan Zhi uttered two words and followed, quickly catching up with Jiang Zhi.
"Jiang Zhi, regarding the superhuman team, is there a chance for me and Wang Wan?"
Who would have thought that he had single eyelids and a world-weary face, giving off a feeling of downward mood?
She herself is tall and slender, and always acts with a cool vibe, while also sending a cold and unapproachable signal.
In short, don't mess with me, or you'll suffer a terrible fate!
In reality, she's just a socially anxious person.
Being socially awkward doesn't mean you can't speak.
To achieve her goal, she forced herself to keep taking new steps. These days, she's been driven crazy by Wang Wan, and under Wang Wan's influence, she's also become somewhat desensitized to social anxiety.
"We'll talk about it when we get back," Jiang Zhi said, her eyes fixed straight ahead.
A thick layer of haze covered the distant sky, threatening to fall at any moment.
It will turn into large snowflakes and hailstones, falling like hand grenades and smashing craters into people's brains.
"Is it hailing?" Wang Wan casually raised his hand and caught a hailstone the size of half a fingernail.
"Quick, hide!"
Someone shouted something.
People who were working or strolling around immediately scattered and hid when they saw the hail.
Jiang Zhi and her two companions had just arrived downstairs in the residential complex when they saw this and rushed upstairs.
Once inside, Jiang Zhi pushed aside the black curtains and heard a series of crackling sounds outside. She quickly ran to the rooftop door and left it slightly ajar.
"Jiang Zhi, shall we come up, or shall you come down?" Half a body peeked out from the sixth-floor stairwell, seemingly asking a question.
"Come on up." Jiang Zhi turned and went into the house, poking at the stove.
When she left this morning, she left a pile of firewood and a box of honeycomb briquettes in the kitchen.
There were also two 20kg bags of rice, a sack of sweet potatoes, half a basket of potatoes, two boxes of instant noodles, a box of compressed biscuits, two bags of ham, a box of self-heating rice, a handful of noodles, half a bag of dried goods such as ginger and red dates, a large bag of dried vegetables, and fifteen Fuji apples frozen solid.
The seasonings are also complete.
These were the supplies she used to cover her tracks.
The suffering she endured in her past life is still vivid in her mind. Space is her greatest guarantee in this life, but that doesn't mean she will become overly dependent on it.
Compared to those ten years, her life couldn't be better, so there's nothing she can't endure.
Jiang Zhi took the snow she had prepared in advance from the kitchen, poured half a bucket into the pot on the stove, and slowly waited for the snow to melt.
"Sister Jiang Zhi~" Wang Wan came up carrying a small stool, followed by Yan Zhi who was holding three plump sweet potatoes and two cans of meat.
This must be one of the better foods they have.
"Don't call me sister, how old are you this year?" Jiang Zhi sat on the sofa, with Wan Fu leaning against her.
"25..."
Jiang Zhi paused for five seconds: "From now on, call me Boss."
"Yes, boss!"
Wang Wan said he was deeply hurt by Jiang Zhi. He was actually older than Jiang Zhi, and he had pretended to be young, calling her "sister" for so long.
"Boss, I wiped this sweet potato with snow, but the can is frozen."
"Put it next to the pot on the stove," Jiang Zhi pointed with her eyes.
Unaware of its meaning, the creature sat on the bench without saying a word after arranging itself.
The following is Wang Wan's performance.
"Boss, did we make it happen when we talked about forming a team of superhumans?" Wang Wan was filled with anticipation, his very cells were practically screaming with excitement.
"Yes, but we only have three people right now, so we can't register. My team is different from other teams. We only get together to do missions, we don't talk about personal feelings, and we don't involve any interests other than points."
Wang Wan lowered his head and pondered for a moment: "Then, besides points, how should resources and crystals be distributed? Even a duck has good meat and bad meat..."
"The supplies will be divided equally. As for the crystals, we'll analyze each case individually. The base has a crystal exchange system where one green crystal can be exchanged for several blue crystals. Dividing the spoils is a skill. Forming a team doesn't mean you can't act independently. What I mean is that my team doesn't have to be bound by freedom."
"Understood."
"If you have any missions you'd like to take, feel free to call me. We'll register the superhuman team once we've gathered five people. Right now, our priority is to improve our strength."
Yan Zhi nodded. She didn't want to get too involved with others. Jiang Zhi's team-building suggestion was excellent.
Everyone is doing well on their own, and they only come together when there's trouble, thus preserving their privacy.
Essentially, she and Jiang Zhi have some similarities; they both like having their own space and don't want their private information to be exposed.
Wang Wan was the only one troubled. He was still thinking about having a cool team name and giving each member a nickname, such as him being the Psyduck Warrior, the one who protects the peace of the Psyduck universe.
The reality is that the three people cannot register, and neither Jiang Zhi nor Yan Zhi seem to have any interest in building a team culture.
His journey is long and arduous!
Now that we're all on the same team, we should trust each other and rely on one another. Only then can this team be the strongest and most invincible.
"We currently have metal-type, ice-type, and mental-type abilities. Which two do you think would be the most suitable to add?"
Jiang Zhi flipped the sweet potato over and added the crushed ginger and red dates to the melted snow water.
"Ah, I heard that besides the five elements, there are also space, speed, and strength-based superpowers. If only there were plant-based ones, wouldn't that be great? That way we could grow vegetation and have vegetables and fruits to eat." Wang Wan licked his lips.
When was the last time he ate fruit? He couldn't remember.
"We have attack, defense, and support capabilities, but we can't function without supplies. If we could encounter a space-type ability user, that would be the best thing ever." Yan Zhidao said.
"It depends on fate." Jiang Zhi stirred the ginger soup with a spoon, and the strong ginger flavor was already overflowing, slightly pungent.
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