The supplies He Qing brought were mostly grain cakes and dried rat meat jerky.
But that didn't stop the survivors from eating to their hearts' content.
After all, they had just narrowly escaped death.
We're already lucky to have anything to eat!
Shen Jing did not participate; she was still trying to persuade Butler Xie.
"If you keep arguing, you'll waste time trying to escape." Shen Jing had a bad feeling, and her tone lacked its usual calmness, sounding more agitated. Only those who knew her well would notice that Gu Yan also turned to look at her at that moment.
Butler Xie remained silent for a few seconds, then nodded with difficulty.
He wasn't a clueless person; he just didn't want to drag Shen Jing and the others down with him.
"...I'm already so old, I probably can't even bite a zombie, haha." Butler Xie decided to leave and immediately tried to stand up on his own, but he couldn't muster any strength at all.
Through the night vision goggles, Shen Jing could see the stubbornness and will to live in the old man's eyes.
She stepped forward to help him up, "Where's Xie Zhizhou? Let's go."
At this moment, Xie Zhizhou also rushed back.
Although he couldn't see very clearly, he had always been a smart man.
He immediately handed the food he had received in line to Chen Zhen, then squatted down and said, "I'll carry Grandpa on my back."
Even now, surrounded by darkness and lurking zombies, and with other survivors watching him with predatory eyes, Xie Zhizhou never considered abandoning his grandfather and mother. They were his last remaining family in the world, and anyone who harmed them would be his enemy!
But he never expected that the cold-blooded Miss Shen would actually be this kind of person.
Knowing full well that the apocalypse is a world where the strong prey on the weak, she still offered her help.
Moreover, it was obvious that neither she nor the boy next to her were kind-hearted people...
Gu Yan did indeed feel that saving people was unnecessary.
But he had no objection to anything Shen Jing wanted to do.
However, if they turn out to be ungrateful in the future, killing them again wouldn't be difficult.
Xie Zhizhou, who had just been secretly observing, immediately felt a chill on his neck.
With his back to Butler Xie, he slightly turned his head to look at the man next to him, his eyes full of vigilance!
Shen Jing was unaware of the undercurrents between the two.
After all, in her eyes now, it's perfectly normal for teenage boys to dislike each other.
Dozens of people were sitting in the exhibition hall next to the shop, and with the injured lying on the ground, the entire space was filled. Especially those who were bound with ropes, their faces were filled with despair.
They were carried back by their teammates.
Because if only one person dies, the other cannot survive either.
So, while he narrowly escaped death, it might not be the opposite of a form of slow slicing.
Only a single candle burned in the center of the room, concealing human pain and joy in darkness. Only the intermittent weeping offered a glimpse into the situation.
He Qing stood at the front of the line to receive supplies.
The torchlight illuminated the coldness on his face, but no one dared to question his decision.
Since the mission is not yet completed, then we must prepare to lose health and die.
Why give them supplies?
"I think the base commander did the right thing. It's their fault for not going out to kill zombies!"
"Actually, the base commander also helped us, after all, those were all level two zombies!"
"That's exactly the point, yet you still have the nerve to complain."
"Shh, let's not talk to 'dead people'."
Yang Mutong had just left the group.
She covered her stomach, her face pale; she was starving.
Although she had completed her mission, Zhang Xiaonan was held up by the night watch and hadn't yet killed five level-two zombies. Moreover, he had clearly killed quite a few ordinary zombies, all to cover for the others.
But the base commander has already said so.
Those who have not completed their tasks cannot receive supplies.
She can receive it, but it's only enough for her.
How could a girl's appetite possibly be enough for two adults to share?
By the candlelight, she saw that many people had devoured every last bit of rat jerky, even the sweet potato peels. Asking for help to collect more was impossible; after all, everyone else was starving.
"Survivors who haven't received their supplies yet, if you don't want to die, get moving! The convoy will depart for base in three hours!"
This move was incredibly swift and decisive.
Yang Mutong opened her mouth in shock.
But in that moment of hesitation, the sweet potato in my hand was snatched away.
As she turned to chase after them, the other group snatched her meat.
"Give it back! It's mine!"
"How can this be..."
She didn't want to give up, but seeing the two groups running in opposite directions, Yang Mutong immediately realized they had been watching her all along. It was her own fault for being distracted by the mission earlier!
Yang Mutong gritted her teeth and chased after the people who had snatched the sweet potatoes!
But after running only two steps, she slowly stopped.
Seeing this, the men laughed even more arrogantly, "You're going to die anyway! Why waste food!"
...He's right.
If Zhang Xiaonan fails to complete the mission, both she and he will die here!
"Bang! Bang bang!"
"Aaaaaah! Who dares to touch me!"
"What's it to you! Mind your own business!"
Shen Jing stepped on the man and reached for the sweet potato.
They're skinny, and eating them might not fill their stomachs, but in the eternal night, they're definitely worth risking their lives for.
"What are you standing there for? Do you really want to starve to death?"
Yang Mutong's nose tingled, and her eyes immediately reddened. "I...I don't want to die either...but Xiao...sob sob sob..."
Shen Jing could see everything clearly through the night vision goggles.
Yang Mutong was on the verge of collapse. Although she had briefly found the will to live after learning about Yang Muyi, reality was cruel; life and death were not in her own control.
“Cut off his hand, and I’ll go with you to find someone.”
“…What?” Yang Mutong thought she had misheard.
How could she possibly let Shen Jing take risks for her?
It's not hard to guess that Shen Jing has already completed her mission.
"No……"
"You don't want to cut off his hand?" Shen Jing's tone was icy.
But the man she was stepping on writhed wildly, seemingly trying to break free from the demon's grip.
In the apocalypse, losing an arm is practically the same as being sentenced to death!
Seeing that Shen Jing was serious, he immediately shouted, "Crazy woman! She's crazy! Base commander... please save me!"
His shout at that moment was extremely ironic in the quiet darkness.
When he snatched the food from Yang Mutong's hand, wasn't he also trying to kill her?
But people are just so hypocritical.
Especially when Shen Jing says she's going to help Yang Mutong go out and find someone, envy or jealousy can easily distort one's thinking.
"She's demanding an arm just because she stole a sweet potato!"
"Shh, if you want to die, don't drag me down with you!" After all, they're bound together, and their deaths are intertwined.
"What's there to be afraid of! Do you think the base commander will let her run wild?"
In fact, many people are also observing.
It's uncertain how He Qing will handle this matter!
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