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Thank you for reading this post, don't forget to subscribe!Chapter 18. (1/2)
Men are often said to be saying one thing and meaning another
Bai Qing Qing immediately got up, leaving Xiao Yang behind, and went downstairs. Fu Chen stood at the top of the stairs, reaching out his hand to help her jump down.
“Brother, what’s wrong? Is something the matter?”
Fu Chen pulled her to the first floor: “We need to park and rest later.”
Bai Qing Qing let him pull her down the stairs.
They were still halfway to the nearest town, Wucheng, and estimated they wouldn’t arrive until tomorrow afternoon. They parked the modified car by the roadside near a small river.
Dinner hadn’t been made yet, and Bai Qing Qing suggested a barbecue. Since the apocalypse, the team had been eating ordinary meals and hadn’t seen barbecue for at least half a year; they’d even forgotten what it tasted like.
Bai Qing Qing took out outdoor gear: a camping stove, tables and chairs, a barbecue grill, a bottle of purified water, and various frozen foods and vegetables.
“…”
Looking at the many fancy items she pulled out, everyone couldn’t help but glance at Fu Chen. The captain had taken his precious little sister to stockpile food; just how many strange supplies had they collected?
Fu Chen was also puzzled as to when she had collected so much outdoor gear.
Bai Qing Qing, while taking things out of her spatial storage, said, “Brother, I took these things because I thought they’d be useful. You won’t blame me, will you?”
No one could blame her, but they hadn’t expected her to be so thoughtful. Normally, they entrusted Bai Qing Qing with food stockpiling; their main reserves consisted of food and some ordinary daily necessities.
No one thought of collecting outdoor gear. Even if they did, they wouldn’t dare live outside, fearing they would be attacked by zombies.
Fu Chen’s gaze deepened as he watched Bai Qing Qing take out the outdoor gear one by one. The post-apocalyptic environment would only become harsher. Without clean water, food was becoming increasingly scarce; even hard, expired food was being fought over.
Humanity faced extinction. Scientists eventually developed a nutrient solution to sustain life, but it tasted terrible and failed to provide any sense of fullness.
These individuals, scattered across various locations, were base leaders or high-ranking members. Their lives were significantly better than those of ordinary people, but they no longer enjoyed the comforts they had before the apocalypse; instead, they occasionally replenished their energy with the nutrient solution.
This kind of life—sitting down to rest and have a barbecue—was something they had never even considered.
Because he bore a responsibility, he had to do everything in his power to give humanity a bright future and prevent its destruction by the apocalypse.
Bai Qing Qing looked at the mess on the ground and smiled at everyone, “Shall we have a barbecue party?”
Bai Tian Tian looked timidly at the others in the group. She and her sister had little combat ability and relied entirely on the men in the group, so they often had to give orders before acting.
They didn’t know if there were zombies in the wilderness. Were they sure they wanted to have a barbecue here?
During their days in Zhou Village, besides working, they had to find a way out of their predicament, keeping their minds on edge without proper rest. Hearing Bai Qing Qing’s suggestion, they had no objections.
Liang Zhiyu adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, elegantly rolled up his sleeves, and said, “I’ll be the head chef.”
Bai Qing Qing volunteered to help, “I’ll assist you.”
The others also took on their respective tasks, washing and chopping vegetables. Only Fu Chen remained seated; as the heir apparent of the Jingzhou base, he had never done any work since birth, so he could only sit and wait for the food to cook.
Liang Zhiyu skillfully grilled chicken wings and ham, while Bai Qing Qing stood beside him, occasionally helping to flip them.
“Dr. Liang,” she sincerely praised, “You’re amazing. It seems like there’s nothing you can’t do.”
Liang Zhiyu smiled faintly, “Yes.”
“What?” Bai Qing Qing looked at him curiously.
The girl’s bright, beautiful eyes were filled with curiosity, making one want to tease her.
Liang Zhiyu hesitated for a moment, then uttered two words: “Guess.”
“…” Guess my foot.
Bai Qing Qing, suppressing her annoyance at being teased, blinked and smiled faintly, “Guess if I’ll guess or not.”
Liang Zhiyu seemed quite pleased, “Never mind if you don’t want to guess.”
Xiao Yang, who had come over with two ears of corn, asked with a puzzled expression, “Guess what?”
The two looked at him and said together, “Nothing.”
Xiao Yang felt even more annoyed. He squeezed between Liang Zhiyu and Bai Qing Qing and said, “The vegetables are all washed and chopped. Let me help you.”
The barbecue grill wasn’t wide, and Bai Qing Qing was squeezed to the side. Xiao Yang handed her an ear of corn, “Qing Qing, this is for you. What else would you like to eat? I’ll go get it for you.”
“Thank you,” Bai Qing Qing smiled shyly, “No need to go get it.”
Xiao Yang brushed oil on the corn, holding a small brush, and asked her, “Do you want to brush it yourself, or should I help you?”
“I’ll do it myself,” Bai Qing Qing took the brush.
Liang Zhiyu watched Xiao Yang’s ingratiating manner towards the girl, his fox-like eyes narrowing slightly, and the smile on his lips fading a bit. Bai Qing Qing diligently flipped the chicken wings, ham, chicken cartilage, beef, and other ingredients on the grill. While waiting, she glanced up at the table and met a pair of cold, piercing eyes.
Fu Chen sat languidly in his chair, his expression icy, his deep eyes fixed on her, unfathomable.
Bai Qing Qing was startled. She quickly forced a pure smile, thinking to herself, “Has Fu Chen seen through my act?”
Fu Chen was the strongest and most unpredictable man among them. If he realized she was lying, she’d be in deep trouble.
Her life was at stake; she had to maintain her “little sister” persona.
Bai Qing Qing looked away, picked up a cooked chicken wing, and strode towards Fu Chen.
“Brother, I baked these.” She bent slightly, revealing a sweet, ingratiating smile. “Try them.”
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