Quick Transmigration: The Female Supporting Character's Counterattack, A Guide to Cunning Strat

Chapter 137 The Dodder of the Apocalyptic Powerhouse 23

"Shixi, you should have some gauze and medicine powder on hand, right? Take them out and I'll treat your wounds." He Yan frowned as he looked at the two finger-length wounds on An Shixi's neck. The wounds were a bit deep, and the blood was barely contained, but they were covered in dust and needed to be disinfected and cleaned.

An Shixi's eyes darted around: "Oh, I... I think I've used up all the stuff in my space."

"All used up!?" The female team member sitting in the passenger seat suddenly spoke up, turning her head in confusion. "That shouldn't be the case. Didn't we keep one-fifth of the supplies we collected at the city's central hospital last time? How come they're all used up so quickly?"

"Uh, yes, I didn't expect it to be used up so quickly. It's probably because there are a lot of people in our team, and everyone uses a little, so it's gone very fast," An Shixi explained, trying to remain calm.

“That’s true.” The female team member was convinced and stopped dwelling on the matter. She took out gauze and alcohol from her bag and handed them to He Yan, saying, “I had some left over from last time. Xi Xi, you can use these for now. Go to the infirmary when we get back to the base.”

“Okay.” An Shixi thought she had escaped a disaster and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn’t see the suspicion that flashed in He Yan’s eyes.

He Yan took the necklace, dipped a cotton swab in alcohol, and carefully disinfected it for An Shixi. As she relaxed, he casually asked, "By the way, Shixi, do you really like that necklace?"

A hint of tension flashed across An Shixi's face, and her heart, which had been at ease, was once again on edge. However, she quickly concealed it, but clenched her hands tightly where He Yan could not see, and said in a seemingly natural manner, "Well, after all, I've worn it for so long, and it's a little hard to part with it if it's suddenly destroyed."

“Indeed, such a large sapphire wouldn’t be worth a hundred of me before the apocalypse. I wouldn’t be willing to part with it either,” the male team member driving the car said loudly.

"Is it that expensive?" The female team member's curiosity was piqued. "You're not making this up, are you?"

"What haven't I seen, Brother Liu? My family used to sell these kinds of things before the apocalypse. There's no mistake, that one is definitely worth at least that much." The male team member made an eight-shaped hand gesture.

"Oh my god!" The female team member exclaimed in surprise.

"But now that it's the apocalypse, I'd say this jewelry is less practical than a loaf of bread," the male team member said calmly, waving his hand.

He Yan listened to their conversation thoughtfully, then suddenly said in a light tone, "Shi Xi, get a bottle of water. I'm a little thirsty."

The conversation between the two people sitting in the driver's and passenger's seats was interrupted. The female team member rummaged through her bag and said, "I think I've finished my water too, Xixi, I want a bottle of water too."

"Me too, me too! I didn't realize it until the captain mentioned water, and now I'm incredibly thirsty. Ugh, I'm starving too. These zombies are just too powerful. I feel like I could eat a whole cow when we get back!"

An Shixi was already sweating profusely with panic. Water, water, water! The necklace was completely destroyed, and the space was gone. Where could she possibly get any water?

But He Yan was still urging, "Shi Xi, what's wrong? Didn't you hear me?"

Excessive blood loss, coupled with Jiang Yufeng's two death threats, had exhausted An Shixi's mental strength. Stimulated by the panic of losing space, An Shixi's vision went black, and she was plunged into darkness.

"Oh no! Xixi has fainted. She must be seriously injured. Lao Liu, drive faster!" The female team member patted the male team member's arm anxiously.

"Okay, okay." The male team member slammed on the gas pedal, and the car shot off in an instant.

He Yan looked at An Shixi, who had collapsed unconscious on his lap, his eyes dark and unreadable.

……

When Jiang Yufeng and his group were almost at the Jiangchuan base, they parked the car and walked towards the main gate.

The base was surrounded by a thick layer of cement, which looked to be about 4 meters high. There were sentries every few dozen meters on the wall.

At the foot of the city wall, groups of two or three people lined up to register and enter, while most were dressed in rags and sleeping outside the base.

In the early days of the apocalypse, anyone without scratches and who hadn't been infected for 24 hours could register to become a member of the base.

Later, as more people came seeking refuge, the supplies at the Jiangchuan base became insufficient, so a threshold of 20 kilograms of supplies per person was added. Of course, those with superpowers could pay 10 kilograms less.

Most of the later arrivals came from other provinces, and they had already used up most of their supplies while traveling.

Unable to gather enough supplies, a small number of people chose to leave, while most stayed outside the base, hoping to slowly accumulate enough to eventually be able to enter.

Sleeping outside the base means that if something happens and zombies surround you, the people inside won't all be so indifferent; someone will definitely come to your aid.

Ye Shuwan looked calmly at the people who were sleeping, sitting, or lying on the ground, recalling the description in the plot:

In the later stages of the apocalypse, a zombie siege suddenly broke out.

Upon seeing the sheer number of zombies, the high-ranking officers at the Jiangchuan base hurriedly packed their belongings and led their elite troops in an attempt to escape.

Thus, those living outside the base became the first live targets to attract zombies.

The ordinary people living in the base became the second line of defense.

If Jiang Yufeng, who had become the Zombie King, hadn't passed by while chasing a high-level zombie and controlled it to leave, Jiangchuan Base would probably have become a slaughterhouse for zombies.

Unfortunately, Jiang Yufeng self-destructed after killing all the high-level zombies, allowing He Yan to take advantage of the situation and become the strongest person in the apocalypse, gaining all the glory.

"Sister, please save my mother."

The boy's voice interrupted Ye Shuwan's thoughts.

She looked down and saw a very thin child, who looked to be less than five years old. He was covered in dirt and probably afraid of getting Ye Shuwan's clean clothes dirty, so he stood half a meter in front of her.

Ye Shuwan took two steps forward and squatted down to be at eye level with the boy, gently asking, "Can you tell your sister what happened to your mother?"

"Mom, Mom has been sleeping all day. I can't wake her up no matter how much I call her. She's so hot. Sister, will my mom never wake up again? Grandma just fell asleep and never woke up again. I don't want Mom to be like that..."

Perhaps because someone was finally willing to stop and listen to him, the little boy couldn't hold back anymore, and tears streamed down his face, feeling wronged and helpless.

Ye Shuwan gently wiped away his tears, looked up at Jiang Yufeng standing beside her, and hesitated, "Brother Yu, could I..."

Jiang Yufeng's deep black eyes slowly swept around, intimidating those who were eager to imitate the little boy and gain sympathy. He stared at the boy for a few seconds, and only looked away when the boy hid behind Ye Shuwan in fear. He then said to Ye Shuwan, "Okay, I'll go with you."

"Thank you, Brother Yu." Ye Shuwan gave him a bright smile, then stood up and took the boy's hand. His hand was so thin that it was just skin and bones, which made Ye Shuwan's heart ache for no reason. "Be good, don't cry yet. Let's go see your mother together, okay?"

"Okay, thank you, sister." The little boy glanced quickly at Jiang Yufeng and added in a low voice, "Thank you too, brother."