Fu Xin Ci was experienced. When another person crawled over, kowtowing and crying to beg for food, she gave each of them only half an egg pancake.
She watched them eat, taking small bites, chewing slowly. Some even ate only two bites, then secretly hid the rest like treasures.
Yang Xin Jie: "This is too miserable."
"We have Xin Ci, and we've never had it this hard," the captain said, naturally recalling the stubborn young girl he first met.
At the beginning of the apocalypse, everyone else was terrified and didn't know where to run.
This girl, however, had only one thought: to go home to her parents.
She was also skilled and brave, relying on her space, collecting as she went.
She gathered food, drink, clothing, daily necessities, and even fire-fighting equipment, leaving only the toilets and sinks from the ceramic city.
Of course, this was what Fu Xiao Niu told them later.
When he first saw her, she was so composed. Other survivors were either cowering at home in fear or crying hysterically.
Only she stood on the rooftop, using binoculars to scan for people and monsters within her line of sight.
He advised her to leave with him. The girl hesitated at first, saying she needed to find her parents.
He had to reason with her, and for the first time in his life, he spoke so much that he surprised himself.
Later, he realized this might have been destiny. The first time he worried about food and wanted to venture out in the rain to find some, she gave him a huge surprise.
The young girl secretly told him then: "Captain, don't worry. As long as we stay together, I can guarantee that our companions will have plenty to eat and wear."
Then she showed him her general store. He was stunned by the dazzling array of items she produced.
He dared say that even a large warehouse store didn't have as many varieties as her "general store."
The abundance of goods astonished him, and he immediately felt relieved.
After the apocalypse began, this young girl was his only source of confidence.
...
In the Old Dragon City, the person who knew Fu Xiao Niu finally finished eating the egg pancake.
After swallowing the last bite, he smacked his lips, savoring the taste for a long time.
Before he could ask for more, Fu Xin Ci traded him another bottle of water.
Hearing the notification sound, the man grinned. "Fu Xiao Niu is really generous. Meeting you in the apocalypse is also a kind of fate."
After speaking, he twisted open the cap, took a small sip, and then looked up at the screen.
The moment he saw it, he froze. He hadn't expected Long Teng and the others to be standing beside Fu Xiao Niu.
"You, you're all here!" The man's eyes were filled with envy bordering on jealousy. He regretted his actions once again.
The people behind him stood dumbfounded.
Old Dragon City fell silent, and even Pang Dun felt too embarrassed to laugh.
Sigh, it was hard to maintain a straight face.
The state of those people was worse than beggars.
He couldn't understand how these people had fallen so low.
But these thoughts could only be mumbled in his heart; he wouldn't voice them.
See, he was kind.
After a long pause in Old Dragon City, someone finally moved their eyes, nudged the person in front of them, and asked, "Are they interstellar warriors?"
"Pfft." Pang Dun, who had been holding back, couldn't help himself at the man's question.
Not only Pang Dun, but everyone else was the same.
Xu Jia Can: "This month's laughter depends on this. We're dressed like this, and they think we're interstellar warriors. Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter."
"Yeah, I'm really struggling to hold it in."
They couldn't stop laughing.
In Old Dragon City, most of them were slow-witted and didn't understand what was happening that made the others laugh so hard.
Then, heavy and chaotic footsteps echoed from outside the trading hall. The captain heard them first and waved his hand to stop everyone's laughter.
A moment later, more than twenty ability users, men and women, appeared at the entrance of the Old Dragon City trading hall, led by a middle-aged man around thirty-seven or thirty-eight.
The captain glanced at them and knew their ability levels were not low. However, their complexions were pale, clearly a result of prolonged malnutrition.
Their clothing, though seemingly neat, showed signs of wear and tear upon closer inspection.
As seasoned monster hunters, the companions immediately analyzed that these people had just gone through a fierce battle.
The group of ability users who had just stepped into the trading hall also noticed the strangeness within.
They seemed to smell the aroma of genuine food. A bright-eyed young man looked around and shouted loudly, "Brother Zhang, I smell egg pancakes."
"Impossible," said a woman in her early thirties behind him, uncertainly.
"Absolutely not wrong. I loved them when I was younger, and my mom used to make them for me often," the young man said, falling silent for a moment.
The middle-aged man, addressed as Brother Zhang, had remained silent. His eyes constantly swept over the old, weak, sick, and disabled who were just waiting to die.
Those who usually seemed glued to their seats had all gotten up today.
Also, he had observed their hands; they were all stained with grease.
Thinking back to the lingering food aroma, his stomach growled as if tempted.
This sound was contagious. Within three counts, he heard similar sounds erupting all around him.
This was good too. The embarrassed look that had just appeared on his face vanished instantly.
However, his gaze accidentally fell upon the vending machine, and his eyes widened like steamed buns.
There was shock, joy, and a hint of disbelief that everything he was seeing could be real.
But none of that mattered. He ran to the vending machine with unprecedented speed, pointing at the people on the screen and saying, "You, you are..."
"It's Long Teng and the others. That stoic man is Long Teng, and the youngest girl is Fu Xiao Niu."
After hearing the man, Brother Zhang's eyes blazed with surprise. He pinched himself several times, confirming again and again if it was real.
But before he could confirm, he heard the people behind him shouting and running over.
"Fu Xiao Niu, Fu Xiao Niu, can you trade us some food?" Liu Xiao Fei said, pulling crystal cores out of his backpack.