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The interior was dim and filled with a cold, metallic feel, with the lights casting blurry shadows at the end of the corridor.
Song Jiao's firm footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, and with a slight echo, she swaggered into this temporary safe haven that belonged to her.
As she passed by Tang Mo, her eyes were firm and cold, without a trace of emotion. Tang Mo's presence seemed to be just air, not attracting any attention from her.
She walked straight to the small room where the original owner had rested. The room was extremely simple, with only a lonely small bed and a few packets of compressed biscuits scattered around.
However, Song Jiao's attention was not attracted by these.
Her eyes fell on an exquisite necklace in the corner of the room.
It was the original owner's most precious item and the only souvenir his brother gave him.
The necklace emits a faint light.
In the original plot, the necklace was eventually given to Tang Mo by the original owner. After Tang Mo got it, he immediately began to collect supplies and was complacent.
She gently picked up the necklace and connected with it with her mind. In an instant, her consciousness was pulled into a void.
Although this space is only more than 30 square meters, it is a valuable storage space for humans in the doomsday.
Just as Song Jiao was immersed in this newly discovered space, Lu Yan's voice came from outside the door.
His knock on the door sounded a little hurried and uneasy. "Xia Yao, let's talk." Lu Yan's voice came through the door, with a hint of earnestness.
Song Jiao frowned, opened the door, and looked coldly at Lu Yan outside. "What do we have to talk about?" Her voice revealed obvious impatience and indifference.
Lu Yan could sense her bad mood, but he still tried to enter the room, but Song Jiao firmly stopped him at the door. "If you have anything to say, just say it at the door." Her tone was firm and decisive.
Lu Yan sighed helplessly, "Let's just let this matter pass! Do you think it's okay?" He tried to ease the atmosphere with a negotiating tone.
After all, Song Jiao’s combat power is very strong now, so he can have an endless supply of zombie crystals, and his magic will improve faster.
Song Jiao was not moved by his words.
She crossed her arms and looked at Lu Yan with a teasing look in her eyes, "I have no problem with that, but what if Tang Mo keeps courting death?" There was a hint of provocation and dissatisfaction in her tone.
This person's idea is very simple, to make everyone around him his tool.
"She listens to me very much and will definitely not do anything out of line. I can guarantee this to you!" Lu Yan could not guarantee anything else, but he could guarantee this.
"So, why should I listen to you?"
Song Jiao yawned, her expression a little lazy. That's not what Tang Mo said just now.
Lu Yan was speechless for a moment. He was talking fine at the beginning, why did he say this at the end?
Taking a deep breath, he said, "I promised your brother to take good care of you. This is my promise to you, but now we are in the end times, and you can't survive in such an era by yourself."
How did the original owner's brother die? He himself has no idea? How dare he talk about this now?
She couldn't help laughing out loud.
Lu Yan suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Song Jiao, his face full of confusion, "What's so funny?"
Of course it's funny. He was clearly reborn and knew that the ones rushing towards him were zombies, but he still let the original owner's brother protect him.
"No, I just think my brother is stupid. He knew the zombies were coming, but he was still so stupid to protect people! If he doesn't die, who will die?" Song Jiao smiled even more brightly, "Don't you think so?"
"He's not wrong!" Lu Yan's eyes suddenly became evasive.
Did she know something?
No, it shouldn't be possible.
Only the person involved and themselves know about this matter.
"Really? But I think my brother is really stupid. Why would he protect others? Wouldn't it be good for him to take care of me? Why would he let others protect his sister?" At this point, murderous intent flashed in Song Jiao's eyes. "If I knew who my brother died protecting, I would definitely cut that person into pieces!"
A chill rose from the soles of his feet. Lu Yan felt that the girl in front of him had changed so much that even he could feel the strong murderous intent.
Is this because of the stimulation caused by what happened today?
"It's time to eat. We found some good food today, so it's a good opportunity to improve our meals." Lu Yan's voice broke the brief silence. He changed the subject directly, obviously not wanting to delve into that sensitive topic any further.
His tone was relaxed and cheerful, as if the previous conversation was just a minor episode and everything was now back to normal.
Song Jiao did not continue the previous topic.
She knew that the psychological suggestion was enough, and any more might make the other party immune and fail to achieve the desired effect.
She maintained a proper silence and let Lu Yan lead the following conversation.
The way of life in the apocalypse is completely different from before.
Food is scarce, and every ingredient is precious.
So whenever someone found food, everyone would put it all together and then distribute it together.
When Song Jiao followed Lu Yan downstairs, the aroma of food wafted into her nose.
She saw a group of people sitting around a simple dining table, everyone's face filled with anticipation and satisfaction.
Although the dishes on the table were not rich, it was considered a rare delicious meal in this era.
As soon as Tang Mo saw Lu Yan, he immediately trotted over.
She reached out and held his arm, her face full of intimacy and dependence.
At the same time, she did not forget to look at Song Jiao with a provocative look, as if declaring her sovereignty.
"Brother Lu, we are all waiting for you!" Tang Mo's voice was sweet and coquettish, making people want to pamper her.
Song Jiao just glanced at her coldly and walked straight to the dining table. Just as she sat down, Tang Mo's voice came again, "Come to think of it, it seems that today's ingredients were all found by Brother Lu Yan and I. Xia Yao, it seems that you didn't contribute much?" There was a bit of pride and provocation in her tone, as if she was announcing her own contribution to everyone.
Hearing this, everyone looked at each other awkwardly.
They all knew that in this doomsday world, finding food was an extremely dangerous and difficult task.
The person who just came back also said that when Xia Yao encountered zombies while looking for food today, everyone else was fighting hard, but she was pretending to be dead in the zombie's corpse.
Many people looked at Song Jiao with eyes full of ridicule, and some people began to whisper.
Song Jiao simply raised her eyes slightly and said, "Even the fireballs today couldn't shut you up. It seems I was too gentle."
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