[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-sickly-cannon-fodder-spoiled-by-the-powerful-apo":3,"chapter-sickly-cannon-fodder-spoiled-by-the-powerful-apo-sickly-cannon-fodder-spoiled-by-the-powerful-apo-chapter-39":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Sickly Cannon Fodder: Spoiled by the Powerful Apocalypse Bosses",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},562890,814,"Chapter 39","sickly-cannon-fodder-spoiled-by-the-powerful-apo-chapter-39",39,"\u003Cp>Wendy’s silence made Suzy’s heart tighten a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had she sensed something?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy decided to take the initiative and spoke first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maybe I grabbed the wrong one,\" she said gently. \"Why don’t you describe the gold pendant you want? I’ll look again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eagerness—almost overly accommodating—gradually eased Wendy’s rising suspicion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes. This was exactly how Suzy had always been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naive. Soft-hearted. Eager to please.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had practically pushed such a valuable pendant into Wendy’s hands before—surely there wasn’t anything wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More likely, she had simply taken the wrong one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when Wendy tried to describe the pendant’s appearance, she realized she couldn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The novel’s description had been vague to begin with. And now, after several days of busily stockpiling supplies, the details were blurry in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hesitated, stammering for a moment before saying, \"I’ll send you a picture later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay,\" Suzy replied obediently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tomorrow’s my birthday,\" Wendy added. \"Bring it with you then.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy paused, then said softly, \"...I might not be able to make it tomorrow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why not?!\" Wendy’s voice shot up instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m in G City for surgery right now,\" Suzy said, lowering her voice. \"I probably won’t make it back in time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wendy’s expression changed immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When will you be back?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll return after the surgery.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When exactly?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m not sure yet. The doctor hasn’t told me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other end of the line, Wendy’s face shifted through a storm of emotions. So she’d have to wait until Suzy returned to activate the space?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wendy inhaled slowly and tried another angle. \"How about this—you tell me where you keep the pendant. I’ll just go get it myself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy nearly laughed out loud in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The audacity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she really let Wendy into her house, there wouldn’t be a single valuable item left untouched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief silence, Wendy prompted, \"Suzy?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy exhaled softly. \"Can’t you just wait until I come back?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wendy’s tone sharpened faintly. \"You just said you won’t be back anytime soon. What’s wrong with me picking it up myself?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sounded utterly justified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy pressed her lips together, swallowed her irritation... And hung up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wendy hadn’t even processed what happened when the call ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy struck first, sending a message immediately:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Suzy: Wendy, I feel like you don’t care about me at all.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Wendy’s side, anger flared the instant she realized Suzy had hung up on her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was about to call back and demand an explanation, then she saw the message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her temper cooled instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy was upset. Wendy realized she had pushed too hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the softest clay figure had rough spots. If she forced things too aggressively and Suzy refused to hand over the pendant entirely, it would be a disastrous loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had no choice but to rein herself in. Wendy sent several soothing messages, softening her tone, coaxing and apologizing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy didn’t even look at them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wendy was temporarily handled, but Suzy knew it wouldn’t end there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sooner or later, George would call too. She needed to prepare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Putting her phone away, she stepped back into the living room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fragrance drifting from the kitchen came in warm waves—rich, savory, mouthwatering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t help inhaling again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of chef had Leonard invited? It smelled incredible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What was that about?\" Leonard asked. \"Who called?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wendy,\" Suzy replied calmly. \"Her birthday’s tomorrow. She was reminding me to come.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leonard’s brows knit faintly. \"Are you going back?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leonard had never been particularly fond of her older sister. Wendy’s very existence was proof of George’s infidelity—an ever-present reminder that the so-called brother-in-law had betrayed Leonard’s sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m not going back,\" Suzy said firmly. \"I don’t even want to see her. She’s always asking me for things.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leonard’s brows furrowed even deeper. \"Suzy, whatever you do—don’t give her anything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy smiled reassuringly. \"Don’t worry, Uncle. I know what I’m doing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leonard nodded, then brought up what had been interrupted earlier. \"You were about to ask me for help with something?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy straightened slightly, putting on an obedient expression. \"Uncle, I was hoping you could help me buy some medicine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How much?\" he asked immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it were just a small purchase, she wouldn’t have needed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flicker of guilt crossed her face. She added a little too quickly, \"It’s for a friend.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leonard didn’t comment on that. \"Give me a rough number.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy pulled out the list she had prepared in advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was thorough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Antibiotics. Fever reducers and painkillers. Gastrointestinal medicines. Anti-allergy drugs. Chronic illness medications. Internal and topical treatments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything she could think of was on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had compiled the list after researching extensively and referencing survival forums where experienced users shared recommended stockpiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each item—at least one hundred boxes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Altogether, the quantity was staggering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leonard’s expression froze for a brief second as he scanned the page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This much?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He read through it carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t question what she intended to do with such a massive supply. Instead, he said calmly, \"The quantity is too large. I don’t have the right channel for this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wave of disappointment rose in Suzy’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before she could dwell on it, Leonard continued, \"Adam should have connections. I’ll ask him later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes lit up instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adam’s family was involved in industrial enterprises across multiple sectors. She didn’t know the specifics, but if Leonard believed he had channels—that was hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you, Uncle,\" she said sincerely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leonard waved it off. \"Don’t thank me. You can talk to him yourself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She would? Was that... appropriate?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she could process it further, the kitchen door slid open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rush of fragrance spilled into the living room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when she saw the figure wearing an apron—she froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It took her a few seconds to register that the \"chef\" Leonard had mentioned was Adam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dinner’s ready,\" Adam said calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze brushed lightly over her as he stepped out, carrying dishes in both hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They gathered around the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy’s attention was instantly captured by the spread before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It smelled incredible—so good it almost made her dizzy. She had not expected Adam’s cooking to be this impressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She vividly remembered years ago when his cooking had been... disastrous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once, he had made fried noodles so inedible that she had nearly cried after tasting them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since then, she had never dared to try his cooking again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This transformation was unbelievable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Adam’s cooking is excellent,\" Leonard said with a grin. \"You’re lucky tonight. He rarely cooks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The table was filled—meat, vegetables, soups, everything arranged beautifully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suzy picked up a piece of braised pork.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It melted in her mouth, tender without being greasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So good!\" she exclaimed without restraint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At her reaction, a faint curve tugged at Adam’s lips as he lifted his chopsticks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They ate with appetite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the meal was finished, and the table looked thoroughly enjoyed, Leonard stood up first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll handle the cleanup,\" he said, then shot Suzy a meaningful look.\u003C\u002Fp>",1160,"2026-05-30T15:23:36.664Z","2026-06-01T04:31:34.774Z",1,"novelbin.me","893cf703a01cbaebf45bc073523ba11acdf3b04d0371215ebddb4d9c4a668c4e","sickly-cannon-fodder-spoiled-by-the-powerful-apo-chapter-40","sickly-cannon-fodder-spoiled-by-the-powerful-apo-chapter-38",210,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsickly-cannon-fodder-spoiled-by-the-powerful-apo-cover.jpg"]