Chapter 168 An Invitation from Li Wenhao
Li Wenhao felt that Tong Yin's superpower was indeed useful. If Tong Yin were there, it would at least prove that he had no ill intentions towards Mu Qingyu.
Mu Qingyu remained quite calm and didn't seem to care about Li Wenhao's approach at all. She just asked him curiously, "Is something the matter?"
"Have you really never considered staying here?" Li Wenhao asked, then added, "This place will be different in the future. There will be no more parasites, and everyone will work hard to survive."
“Moreover—” Li Wenhao turned to look at his supporters: “We have a total of eleven superhumans.”
Is this an invitation? Mu Qingyu was indeed quite surprised.
"Why me?" She thought about it carefully. The last time she showed her superpower was on the way to Guangyue Building with Xiao Shiyang and the others. Wu Peng was considered one of Li Wenhao's men, but Wu Peng died and did not come back.
Then, from Qian Zhong's words, he learned that everything was in chaos after Xiao Shiyang and the others returned. Xiao Shiyang was so busy settling Huang Jie and Mu Song that he was overwhelmed and didn't even have time to deal with the people looting supplies.
Li Wenhao had never met Qian Zhong, otherwise Qian Zhong would have told her that the five men and women from Guangyue Building that Xiao Shiyang brought back were all locked inside the company at that time, and no one saw the battle outside.
That means Li Wenhao was actually unaware of her abilities. So she was genuinely quite surprised that he came to invite her.
Li Wenhao's face also showed a surprised expression: "Is it that hard to judge?"
He smiled and gently raised a beautiful finger: "First, I actually saw you killing zombies outside the theater. Your movements were clean and efficient, and every strike hit its mark. You killed zombies with ease, like chopping vegetables in the kitchen."
"Secondly, you came here alone from the suburbs. Although you were travel-worn, there wasn't a trace of suffering on your body. Even if Xiao Shiyang and his five other ability users went out normally, they would still encounter robbery. Did you not encounter any robbery? Definitely not. It's just that you easily dealt with the robbers."
“Third, you left the theater once during this time, and then easily brought a young girl back.” He pointed in the direction of Chen Zhuzhu: “These days, anyone capable of saving lives can’t be a waste. Even if I’ve always thought Xiao Shiyang was a saint, he’s definitely not a waste, right?”
Mu Qingyu didn't answer Li Wenhao's "right?", nor did he need her to. He continued, "Fourth," he pointed to Qian Zhong, "he didn't take Xiao Shiyang seriously, but after you arrived, he clung to you like a lackey..."
He shrugged: "You're a very capable person, able to come and go as you please... There's a lot to judge about you!"
Mu Qingyu nodded: "You're quite capable too, but haven't you been lying low for too long?"
Li Wenhao immediately understood Mu Qingyu's implication, but he wasn't angry. He just smiled and said, "You might have misunderstood me. I really wasn't only focused on scavenging the supplies that Xiao Shiyang brought back."
He scoffed lightly: "It's not even enough for those good-for-nothings to consume. Every time he goes out, I also sneak out with some people. There's a small warehouse behind the theater, which has been quietly filled with the things I've collected over the past few days."
“I’m lurking here not because of Xiao Shi’s meager supplies, but because of the people here—” He needs to recruit enough useful people from Xiao Shi Yang so that his team can take shape.
"As for scavenging those useless resources, well—firstly, I really don't want those parasites to live; their existence is really annoying..." Li Wenhao said, rubbing his forehead.
"Secondly, the supplies should be returned to Xiao Shiyang. If he has any sense left, he should keep the supplies and stop supporting those good-for-nothings. He should take good care of people like Huang Jie, the shepherd boy. That way, they'll still have a way to survive in the future..."
Mu Qingyu looked at Li Wenhao. Even though he was so heartless, at least he remembered to give Xiao Shiyang a way out, and he didn't go too far.
Meeting Mu Qingyu's gaze, Li Wenhao said, "Don't look at me like that. Tell me, if it were you, would you be willing to indulge Huang Jie's endless, overflowing saintly heart, or would you start from scratch like I did?"
Mu Qingyu didn't even need to think: "I choose not to stay with Xiao Shiyang!" Even if she were wandering alone with no ties and needed to find a group, she wouldn't choose a group like Xiao Shiyang's.
It's undeniable that Xiao Shiyang is a good person, but not a good leader. On the contrary, Mu Qingyu felt that Li Wenhao was quite good, not in terms of character, but as a leader of a team.
"Look!" Li Wenhao's smile widened: "So you really don't want to consider joining us? Going it alone in the apocalypse is definitely not going to work."
Mu Qingyu shook her head: "I have a home and family. I should go home."
Li Wenhao's face showed regret. He didn't try to persuade him further or force him to stay, but simply said regretfully, "Alright, I understand. Do you need any supplies on the way? You can take whatever you want yourself—"
Li Wenhao pointed to the supplies he had scavenged from the "useless" people behind him. He didn't mind giving the supplies to someone as capable as Mu Qingyu, even if Mu Qingyu had no intention of joining them.
But having one more friend like Mu Qingyu is always better than having one more enemy like her. Li Wenhao knew this perfectly well.
"No. I have everything." Most of those things were things she gave up when she was at Guangyue.
Li Wenhao nodded: "Then we'll meet again someday. I hope everyone can live well." Of course, his "big family" didn't include those parasites.
Before leaving, Mu Qingyu asked Li Wenhao a question out of curiosity: "Do you really think that Xiao Shiyang killed your brother?"
Li Wenhao's expression remained unchanged. He gently shook his head: "I really thought so before, so I deliberately treated him badly, trying to force him to tell the truth."
After a while, a confused look appeared on his face: "But later, I didn't think so. But he still avoided talking about my brother's death, and he was still frighteningly kind to me—the kind of kindness that crossed the line, you know? I found it a little scary, but I couldn't figure out why..."
Mu Qingyu understood immediately. Li Wenhao didn't know why, but she felt that she might know—Xiao Shiyang's gaze towards Li Wenhao was not right. It wasn't the gaze one would give a brother or friend, but rather—the gaze one would give someone they liked.
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