Chapter Sixty-Five: Preparing to Set Off Again
Han Yu raised his hands in surrender: "Considering I haven't made things difficult for you before, can you give me some medicine instead?"
"You hit my brother," Mu Qingyu said coldly. She was petty and held grudges.
"You little girl, you're quite vengeful," Han Yu said helplessly. "How about I owe you for now? I'll let you beat me up once I'm healed, and I won't fight back. I'll trade you this for some antibiotics or fever reducers."
Han Yu took out a small cloth bag and a booklet from her pocket.
Mu Qingyu then took a closer look at Han Yu. When she first met him, he was quite spirited, carrying a hunting rifle.
Today, when I saw this man again, he had a stubble beard, injuries on his face, and looked haggard. It seems he has indeed suffered these past few days.
Mu Qingyu suspiciously took the things Han Yu handed over. What came out of the cloth bag were ten bright yellow bullets, and the booklet was a detailed diagram of the structure of a firearm!
Mu Qingyu glanced at Han Yu with some surprise, then turned around and handed the items to Mu Qingrong behind her.
She stormed in to open the door, looking like she was about to fight. Mu Qingrong couldn't rest easy, so he naturally followed her out. However, he stood behind his sister on guard the whole time and didn't say a word.
"Is it useful?" Mu Qingyu asked Mu Qingrong, as she really didn't understand this kind of thing.
Mu Qingrong flipped through the booklet, her face beaming with delight: "These are professional firearm structural diagrams!"
Fearing Mu Qingyu might not understand, he explained, "Our country strictly controls firearms, so these detailed and professional blueprints wouldn't be leaked. The blueprints I obtained are tutorials created by enthusiasts online based on their own understanding."
His explanation made Mu Qingyu understand.
“These bullets…” Mu Qingrong looked up at Han Yu as well: “These aren’t shotgun bullets, they’re pistol bullets, and these bullets have serial numbers, they’re bullets for regular military and police firearms… How did you get them?”
"Just tell me if you can change it!" Han Yu said with a smile, clearly not intending to answer Mu Qingrong's question. "Little friend, my boss is waiting for the medicine to save his life!"
Mu Qingyu didn't need to look at Mu Qingrong again to know that these things were of great research value to Mu Qingrong in manufacturing firearms.
"To be honest, I really don't want to save someone like your boss," Mu Qingyu said. Before Han Yu's expression could change, she added, "But I really want your things, so I'll exchange them for you."
"However, I hope you won't bother us again in the future. Also, this isn't Han Family Village! If I can burn you down once, I can certainly burn you down a second time."
Han Yu smiled and raised his hands, indicating his surrender.
The siblings then returned to their room, closed the door, and went to get medicine for Han Yu.
"Sister, do we really have to help that person?" Mu Qingrong was very conflicted. The woman surnamed Gu was different from the sisters and children next door; she wasn't a good person. Should they really save someone like that? "Actually, without these structural diagrams… it's not impossible for me to spend more time studying them…"
Mu Qingyu waved her hand at her younger brother: "It's not about saving someone, it's just an exchange of equal value." Changing the dressing for the girl next door this morning was what saving someone counts as.
“Xiao Rong, all sorts of people will continue to come to this village in the future. We can’t make enemies with everyone you think is bad.”
"Of course, I'm willing to trade. Firstly, this thing will be of great help to your research. Secondly, it's a way of repaying the favor to the man with the shotgun."
"Repaying a favor?" Mu Qingrong didn't understand.
“Without his deliberate leniency, we wouldn’t have been able to take the things so easily and leave Hanjiacun unscathed a few days ago.” Mu Qingyu knew perfectly well that at the time, she just thought the man’s behavior was very strange, but as long as she left, it was none of her business, so she didn’t think about it too deeply.
"Oh." Mu Qingrong recalled that at the village entrance, if the man with the hunting rifle had opened fire on them, they would have had a very difficult time escaping unscathed.
Mu Qingyu took a box of antibiotics and ten fever reducers downstairs, opened the door and threw them directly to Han Yu. Han Yu didn't mind, took the things, waved and turned to leave, casually exposing his back, not even afraid that Mu Qingyu would sneak up on him from behind!
"How did you know that I was the one living in the house?" Mu Qingyu asked his retreating figure.
Han Yu turned around, looking innocent: "I didn't know before I came. I really didn't follow you."
Mu Qingyu sneered: "What a coincidence, you had bullets and gun schematics with you?" Ordinary people don't need these kinds of things. The man with the shotgun must have known that they took things from the factory that day.
Han Yu chuckled, "I was originally planning to buy on credit, just in case they agreed. But when I opened the door and saw it was you, isn't that perfect?" He smiled, with a touch of roguishness about him.
Mu Qingyu slammed the courtyard gate shut with a loud bang—if she couldn't get anything out of this person, she might as well not waste her breath!
By evening, the rain had completely stopped, though the sky remained overcast, and the floodwaters were gradually receding. Then, zombies began to slowly wander into the village again.
At this moment, Mu Qingyu and her brother had already begun preparing their things for going into the city.
No matter how many people came to the village, it couldn't affect Mu Qingyu's determination to take Mu Qingrong out for training. The thought of Mu Qingrong turning into someone like Aunt Mei sent chills down her spine.
Before leaving, reinforce some doors and windows. Make sure to water the vegetables growing on the balcony. You can leave the dog with Mo Huaiyu next door for a few days; they'll provide plenty of dog food.
Prepare two days' worth of food and supplies in your backpack, and avoid taking things out of your storage space unless absolutely necessary. The city is much more dangerous than here, so you need to take better precautions.
Mu Qingrong modified the crossbow again, making it smaller and harder to detect, and enabling it to fire five arrows at once.
However, Mu Qingrong complained that arrows were consumables, and Mu Qingyu only had two boxes, which were running out as they were used.
"Hopefully, we can find a lumber mill or something like that on this trip. We have enough steel bars for arrowheads, but we're short on wood for the arrow shafts. Bamboo would also work," Mu Qingrong said to Mu Qingyu.
Mu Qingyu took her brother's words to heart.
When Mu Qingyu went to entrust the puppy to someone, Mo Huaiyu knew that the two siblings were going out in the next few days. He thought for a moment and said that he also wanted to go out and see the world.
Firstly, he needed more supplies; he couldn't just sit around and do nothing. Secondly, his special ability needed to be upgraded through continuous training; he didn't want to be a useless person, stubbornly clinging to Building No. 4.
Mu Qingyu agreed after a brief consideration. Mo Huaiyu wasn't entirely useless; they had a verbal agreement to cooperate.
Mo Huaiyu might have some mobility issues, but Mu Qingrong said he could take him out.
When necessary, he could also carry Mo Huaiyu on his back. He had also modified the wheelchair so that it could run at a decent speed without being too cumbersome.
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