I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!

Chapter 567 - 566: Mu Qiu the Scavenger

I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!

Chapter 567 - 566: Mu Qiu the Scavenger

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Chapter 567: Chapter 566: Mu Qiu the Scavenger

Finally managed to get all the rice out of the two bags, Mu Qiu firmly held down the bag filled with peanuts.

"Don’t take these! You can eat peanuts raw!"

Zhao Yu: "...... You’ve adapted to the post-apocalyptic environment pretty quickly, haven’t you?"

Surviving on scavenged peanuts, it’s pitiful enough to make one tear up.

Mu Qiu managed to keep the peanuts that were hard to come by and sighed in relief.

"I think the production team are such jerks, they might really not give us food or drink, so we have to keep some, right? Let’s go, we’ll sneak around and see if there’s anything else to eat nearby."

The two of them, sneaky and quiet, turned a corner and crouched down to the spot next door where small loaves of bread were being sold by the pound.

The supplies here were also running low, the racks had even been yanked out of shape, leaving only a sparse few children’s yogurt cakes, while many more had fallen on the floor. However, most of those had burst their packaging and couldn’t be eaten.

"Wasting food is shameful, this is just sinful." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

They crouched beside the display stand; Mu Qiu reached a hand up to feel the remaining bread in the rack, while Zhao Yu crouched, picking up those with relatively intact packaging from the ground.

Shi Yuhuai and his group were down to six or seven people, standing around a few mannequins, talking. It’s likely everyone else was also sneaking around looking for stuff like them.

Mu Qiu kept an eye on Shi Yuhuai and Cheng Zhirang while stuffing the bread she found into her pockets, and still had time to talk to the photographer beside them.

"You guys should crouch down too, crouch down, be careful not to be seen!"

The photographers had no choice but to crouch down with them, and the whole path lined with little bread now had a crowd squatting along it.

Zhao Yu carefully selected three loaves of bread and stuffed them into her pockets, once again lamenting that she picked the wrong time to come.

"Weren’t the previous episodes all banquets and pools? Compared to those, this episode is just too tragic, right? Scavenging for food, no water to drink, always on guard in case you get taken out. I almost feel like crying."

Mu Qiu pretended not to hear, dissatisfied with the new loaf of bread she picked up: "This one is too dry, don’t want it... never mind, keep it, maybe I’ll let them eat it later."

"A woman’s heart is like a bee’s sting."

[Mu Qiu, you should stay in this post-apocalyptic world, you seem fit for it]

[Mung beans can indeed sprout, stuff it in your pocket!]

[Running around with pants half-up the entire time hahaha, just thinking about it makes me crack up]

[Mu·Scavenging·Qiu]

[This is a real "survival game," I’ve never seen any show where the guests survive on peanuts /kneeling.jpg]

[Hahahahahaha these two really look like they’re scavenging]

[Brother Cheng and Brother Huai, what are you doing looking at the mannequins? Boys, find food! It’s almost noon!]

[The vinegary scent must be intense, right?]

[I must say, this ruin is incredible, the real scene feels like a movie]

[Brother Cheng, the spicy chicken leg meal I ordered, juicy thigh, crispy outside and soft inside, paired with a bite of veggies and rice, and a sip of sweet soda, life is beautiful]

[Mala tang truly smells amazing, Mu Qiu, did you smell it?]

[You guys are ruthless hahahahahahaha]

[Brother Cheng can’t go hungry! Brother, send me your location, I’ll airdrop food delivery!]

[Production team: Airdrop interception activated]

[Zhao Yu, you usually need to eat three-two noodles in the office to work, if you don’t eat now, won’t your legs go weak?]

[Guo Yin is still growing, Director! Give him a chicken leg to find!]

[Director: You wish]

[Hahahahahahahaha]

[Mu Qiu, you don’t have to try so hard, make sure your pants are secure before you go on]

[Mu Qiu, take the one with yogurt filling, that one’s got some moisture!]

[First go to the ice cream area! Find water! Find water!]

[Maple is a bit agitated hahahaha]

[To whom do we leave the dry bread? A moment of silence in advance]

[Shu Ran has learned bad habits, now breaks away with Guan Yu’s group]

[Guan Yu’s group is looking for archive cards, could they be betrayers?]

[Brother Cheng has been observing the supermarket situation]

[Li Yang!! Go find water! Protect your throat!]

[...]

Having pocketed two loaves of bread, Mu Qiu walked away satisfied, heading to the next place.

This destination was a bit far, separated from Cheng Zhirang’s position by a shelf.

There’s where drinks were sold.

Two of them plus several photographers, all crouched awkwardly, slowly shuffled over step by step.

Unfortunately, this place had been ransacked even worse; not a single bottle of water was left, and on the ground, a bottle of milk had burst open, leaving a sticky white puddle.

Mu Qiu squatted in front of the milk puddle, pondering in silence for a moment, and was about to dip a finger in when Zhao Yu grabbed her hand.

She looked horrified and couldn’t bear it: "No, no! You can’t lick that! If you can’t drink, get some tap water, at least it’s better than this! If you lie down now, the production team is gonna be moved to tears!"

"... Who said I was gonna lay down and lick it!? I was just thinking, something occurred to me!"

"Oh, oh, sorry, what did you think of?"

She apologized for the misunderstanding, but her hand still held onto her tightly, as if afraid she’d suddenly plunge down to lick the milk.

Mu Qiu was speechless to the point her face twisted, motioning to her.

"Bring your ear closer."

Zhao Yu hesitated, leaning in, but still pinched her fingers tight, afraid she might sneakily dart down to taste the milk.

"Here’s the thing," Mu Qiu whispered in a low voice, "there are liquids spilled everywhere here, vinegar, soy sauce, milk, all mixed together, how do you think it smells?"

Zhao Yu frowned: "Do I need to say it? The temperature is high; it smells like it’s been stored in a pickle jar for two months."

"Exactly, with the heat, plus a few people died there, this smell should be more overwhelming than a pickle jar. But the first thing you notice is just the vinegar scent.

If someone’s hoarding supplies, water and food should be top priorities, vinegar wouldn’t be necessary. So why are so many bottles of vinegar shattered?

And milk, something you could stockpile, only got one bottle trampled in the rush.

Also, unless smashed with force, or deliberately pushing over the whole shelf, vinegar and soy sauce wouldn’t break so purposefully. Look, all the spilled vinegar is by the mannequins."

Zhao Yu thought along her lines and turned to meet her gaze.

The photographer behind had already prepared to crank up the audio equipment.

"You mean, someone intentionally broke the vinegar bottles to cover some other smell?"

Mu Qiu smirked, nodding, thrilled to have a partner who could keep up with her thought process.

"If someone kills and then creates a scene to mess with our senses, it’s definitely man-made, not some mutant creature."

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