150: I want to eat cherries

Meng Qibao, who had been clearing zombies nearby, saw this, walked over, patted his shoulder, and said, "Uncle Wang, don't be afraid. I used to see these things as people, and it was especially hard to strike. Later, once I got over that hurdle in my mind, I actually felt... pretty good. You'll get used to it too."

Director Wang: "..."

He suppressed his inner tension, stood up, and silently walked towards another zombie, swinging his knife down.

Meng Qibao then turned and returned to Meng Suisui's side. Seeing her dealing with a zombie, he asked with concern, "Sister, are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Meng Suisui replied through gritted teeth. However, when he wasn't looking, she quietly pulled her sweater sleeve down, covering the wound on her wrist.

Earlier, while she was killing a zombie, she momentarily lost focus, and the zombie suddenly pounced, biting her wrist.

Although it wasn't completely bitten off, the sharp teeth still broke her skin.

At that moment, Meng Suisui felt her body starting to go wrong.

Her whole body was hot, and her vision began to blur, but fortunately, the wound wasn't deep.

She forced herself to calm down, praying not to get infected. She couldn't turn into a zombie... If she did, what would happen to her younger brother?

She gritted her teeth, insisting on not letting anyone notice. She had to live; she couldn't collapse.

No one knew about this.

Everyone was busy with their tasks. After the supplies in the supermarket were mostly cleared, they successively returned to their cars and started the engines.

As they turned right and left the intersection, no one in the team noticed that behind them, another car slowly pulled to a stop.

"Hurry!" As soon as Lei Qian's car turned and disappeared, Su Hu immediately jumped out of the car. He felt like a small mouse escaping from a cat's paw, not even daring to breathe loudly, his face flushed with shame.

He turned to look at Bai Qingshi, who was still sitting in the car, and frowned, "Aren't you getting out?"

"...Do I have to get out?" Bai Qingshi asked softly, his face pale as he looked around. Although there were no zombies on the street for now, he was still uneasy, fearing that Bai Wanning and Lei Qian might have missed something, and a zombie might suddenly pounce and bite him.

When Su Hu heard this, anger surged to his head.

He suppressed his rage and gritted his teeth, saying, "It's just the two of us collecting supplies. If you don't come with me, how am I supposed to move them? What if we waste time and more zombies appear on the street?"

He was almost driven mad; he really hadn't expected Bai Qingshi to be this kind of person.

He used to admire this man, thinking he was a stalwart tough guy. But now—

Su Hu looked at the man cowering in the car like a quail, unsure what to say.

Was this still the Bai Qingshi he knew?

What he didn't know was that the reason Bai Qingshi was so arrogant and domineering before was because he had a powerful backer.

With Old Master Huang supporting him and Bai Wanning covering for him, he naturally acted recklessly.

But now, Old Master Huang was gone, and Bai Wanning was no longer his protective charm, so how could he still dare to show off?

Seeing that he absolutely refused to get out of the car, Su Hu sighed and pursed his lips, "Uncle Bai, if you're not getting out, then forget it. Let's go back first, and I'll bring more people over."

"No!" Bai Qingshi suddenly spoke, staring at him intently, "Are you crazy? If we bring more people, won't the supplies have to be divided? What if we get less?"

Although Bai Qingshi had played some small tricks under Old Master Huang's protection and become a local "big shot," his inherent stinginess remained the same, no different from when he was dirt poor.

These supplies were life-saving and stomach-filling things; how could he possibly be willing to share them equally with others?

"Then what do you want to do?" Su Hu sighed, his voice full of weariness.

"Can't you do it alone?" Bai Qingshi held his personal small baseball bat, his face full of tension.

Although he spoke firmly, his eyes subconsciously scanned the surroundings. Even though there was nothing in front of him and not a single zombie shadow was seen, he still didn't dare to get out of the car.

"I can't carry this many supplies by myself," Su Hu's tone grew increasingly annoyed. "Do you know how long it will take me to move it out bag by bag? By the time I finish, the sun will have set."

Five or six bags of rice, three bags of flour—though it was a drop in the ocean compared to the vast remaining supplies in the supermarket, it was at least solid, edible food.

The reason Su Hu agreed to come alone was to secretly keep some for himself, to cook a few extra meals in the future, as a reward for his efforts during this period.

But now, seeing Bai Qingshi's timid and cowardly demeanor, he suddenly regretted it.

If he had known this man had nothing but a backer, he would rather have carried it all himself than bring him along.

When Bai Qingshi heard, "You can't do it alone," his face immediately changed, and he angrily cursed a few times, mocking Su Hu for being useless.

But curses aside, he ultimately had no choice but to bite the bullet and get out of the car to help.

However, shortly after he got out, he casually tossed a bag of rice, patted his waist, and grimaced, saying his "back wasn't good," and told Su Hu to carry it for him.

Su Hu almost coughed up blood on the spot.

He took a deep breath, looking at the evasive man, and a deep regret surged within him again: If he had known earlier that Bai Wanning was gone and the Bai family was completely unreliable, he shouldn't have betrayed her in the first place... "Achoo!" Bai Wanning sneezed, covering her nose with both hands and sniffing lightly.

"Are you alright?" Lei Qian stood beside her, asking in a low voice, "Are you catching a cold?"

"No." Bai Wanning frowned slightly and shook her head, then looked towards the small building in the distance that usually housed the farmers' market, saying softly, "It seems someone got here before us; the meat and vegetables are almost gone."

"Hmm, a little meat is still meat," Lei Qian looked up at the team members who were clearing zombies and collecting supplies, saying lightly, "It's better than having nothing to eat."

Although the farmers' market had been mostly emptied, those survivors seemed to have left a bit of conscience, leaving at least a third of the supplies, which was not bad.

Lei Qian turned to Bai Wanning and asked with a smile, "What do you want to eat? I'll go find it for you."

Bai Wanning was about to say "nothing," but her words caught in her throat, and she suddenly changed her mind, saying, "I want cherries. See if you can get some."

Lei Qian's eyes instantly lit up, as if he had received an important mission. He snapped his fingers and confidently replied, "Don't worry, I'll definitely find you the best cherries."

With that, he turned and walked into the building without hesitation.

Bai Wanning quietly watched his retreating figure, a trace of complexity appearing in her eyes.

She didn't plan to tell Lei Qian about Bai Cai, but... she still hoped, even if only once, to let her son feel a little warmth from his father.

However, Lei Qian had only walked a few steps when someone approached.

"Miss Bai, are you tired?" Da Cheng stood beside her with a beaming smile, his tone excessively eager.