Chapter 31

The three of them set out again.

Wei Dalei recalled how he had initially felt timid, constantly worrying that he wasn't brave enough in front of Zhao Xiao Yan; to salvage his image, he kept boasting, promising that next time he saw a cockroach he'd go up and smash it to death.

In fact, with Wei Dalei's current strength, plus that giant Wolf-tooth Club specially made for him by Chen Mu, if the cockroach stood still there, he could indeed smash it to death.

But the problem is, this cockroach is an agile-type hero, excelling in speed, so it's not that easy to kill.

But for Chen Mu, after having such an experience, he should be able to handle similar situations better next time.

Chen Mu never thought he was particularly smart; his two greatest strengths in life, besides having more perseverance than others, are his stronger learning and adaptability abilities.

For the rest of the way, the three walked almost right beside the flatbed cart; even Wei Dalei, who kept bragging, knew this piece of plastic was currently their biggest reliance.

"Boss, when did you get this strong?"

"What?"

"I mean just now, that cover was totally awesome."

"Yeah, I thought of it a couple days ago and have been practicing it a lot; otherwise you'd really think I came here to die on my own?" Chen Mu walked on the left side of the flatbed cart, lightly stroking the plastic piece with his right hand.

His ability's growth rate is even somewhat unbelievable to himself; calculating on his fingers, it's been less than a week so far, and at this pace, in a few years he might actually be able to directly control a teaching building as he originally imagined.

Chen Mu doesn't know whether his ability has a limit, but before reaching it he is sparing no effort in striving to grow.

That "Golden Bell Cover" move just now was indeed something he had deliberately trained hard for, meant to be effective in such situations; otherwise, if he had to improvise on the spot, he might not have such speed.

"I feel I've improved quite a bit lately, not bragging—just now, if I could land a solid hit on that cockroach, I guarantee it would be dead beyond death." Wei Dalei said this and then started boasting again.

"How many chopsticks can you pick up now?" Chen Mu asked.

"Seven or eight is definitely no problem."

"When you can move a bottle of water, we'll undertake a big project."

"Okay." Wei Dalei agreed readily without even asking what the project was.

Chen Mu was about to speak.

Zhao Xiao Yan sniffed, then suddenly pointed into the distance and shouted, "Look over there, there are vegetables."

The two followed her finger and saw at the far end of the passageway, on the ground in a corner, a newspaper spread out with a pile of colorful fruits and vegetables on it.

"Logically, vegetables shouldn't be placed here." Chen Mu felt a bit puzzled.

"Want to go check it out?"

"Yeah, if there's something suitable, we'll take some back; even if it doesn't keep long, at least it'll let everyone change up their diet."

They were walking along a main corridor, so the view was fairly clear, but the distance was actually still quite far.

Their purpose in coming here was for flour and salt; vegetables are nice, but they can't be stored long-term, so in the long run they aren't very meaningful.

But after eating so many days of rice crackers, being able to have a mouthful of vegetable leaf is a happy thing no matter what.

For this reason, Chen Mu felt the risk was worth taking, since they were already here.

But after walking halfway, Chen Mu began to feel increasingly uneasy.

Finally.

When they stood before the vegetable pile and got a clear look.

Chen Mu frowned and lowly shouted, "Go, back."

However, before Wei Dalei and Zhao Xiao Yan could react.

From behind the vegetable heap, suddenly a dozen or so figures flashed out.

Among them were men and women, each holding weapons of varying lengths, with sharp eyes, charging straight over.

Chen Mu pulled the two back a few steps, being driven to the wall.

Fortunately, these people didn't intend to attack immediately; they merely formed a semi-circle surrounding the three.

"Who are you?"

A tall, burly guy stepped forward two paces, holding a wooden stick like a spear, and demanded of the three.

Chen Mu glanced over and saw they were all wearing the same uniform, but it wasn't the uniform of Ziwei High School.

"They're from Yi Zhong." Zhao Xiao Yan said softly.

Shangshi First High School, which is on par with Ziwei High School as a key high school, the two have long vied for the top position in the city, but judging by historical performance, it's really hard to tell which is superior.

Chen Mu clearly understood why these people were at his own school.

The day the apocalypse fell happened to be the annual exchange-study day for the two schools.

The venue for the exchange activity was set on the grass of the playground.

However, this exchange activity only required participation from first- and second-year students; third-years joined voluntarily, since the college entrance exam was imminent, and even having a break between classes was already considered a luxury.

And because the classroom of Class 4, Grade 3 was on the first floor, not far from the playground, many people used the break to join the fun, resulting in only 11 people left at the start of the apocalypse.

Quite obvious.

Those from Yi Zhong were precisely the students who came that day to participate in the exchange activity.

And the fact that they could fight their way from the playground all the way to the cafeteria shows they're certainly not easy to provoke.

At this moment Chen Mu instead calmed down, speaking steadily: "This is our school's cafeteria; you outsiders, aren't you meddling too much?"

"Ziwei High? Not wearing uniforms, third year?" The leader opposite asked aggressively.

"Yeah." Chen Mu nodded, then asked, "How come you're here?"

"What's it to you!"

Those opposite, having gone through who-knows-what, were obviously a bit nervy.

"What nonsense are you spouting? Weren't you the ones who asked first?" Wei Dalei had remained silent, usually letting Chen Mu handle such matters, but hearing this he was clearly displeased.

Old Wei had never suffered a loss in face-to-face confrontation; he raised his Wolf-tooth Club and swung it a few times, the threatening intent obvious.

Chen Mu didn't want to provoke them, given that the opposition clearly outnumbered them and he didn't know if they had any special ability users.

But under the current circumstances, he also could not show weakness.

The other side didn't attack right away, obviously because they were subdued by Wei Dalei's Wolf-tooth Club.

When the two sides were on the verge of breaking down.

Chen Mu timely intervened, saying: "Speak properly, there's no need for this; anyone who's lived to this day isn't a pushover. We're just here for food, we don't mean to attack anyone."

The person opposite's aura instantly weakened a bit, but he still insisted: "These things we found, you have no share."

Chen Mu frowned and said: "That's a huge pile, enough to feed several hundred people; can you even move it all?"

"None of your business."

The more he spoke, the more worked up he became, his gaze lingering on the flatbed truck for a long time, as if considering whether to keep this means of transport.

Obviously, having such a vehicle at this time would be of great help in transporting supplies.