Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies-Chapter 102 - : Dog blood drama

Chapter 102: Dog blood drama

But fortunately, he had secretly stashed away a little food.

When he went to the supermarket before, he bought some stuff and he hid half of it.

Taking advantage of the night, he dug a hole underground and put away half of the food.

A crafty rabbit has three burrows, so afraid of being found out, he dug and hid in over a dozen places.

Each place didn’t hold much, but the total amount was considerable.

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Anyway, it was enough to last for some time.

And it wasn’t just him, other people who liked hoarding things had also hidden stuff away, like Xiao Cao.

He had run into her.

Besides Xiao Cao, there were a few others.

Only Ah Qian and Gou Dan didn’t care about anything and hadn’t hidden a thing.

Most of the others had stashed away more or less.

Even if those people searched hard, they didn’t find anything.

But Brother Wang Xin wasn’t planning to take it all out.

No one knew how long this cave would remain sealed, but he was prepared for a long-term campaign. He would wait for someone to be on the brink of starvation before distributing a little food to stave off their hunger.

Unless someone was about to starve to death, he was resolute in not taking it out.

“Brother Wang Xin, what should we do?” Gou Dan also looked utterly miserable, and seeing Wang Xin’s reaction, thought they really had nothing left, the despair clear on his face.

They weren’t really going to starve to death, were they?

No, he wasn’t ready to die yet.

“Don’t talk, conserve your energy, and don’t move around so much. Don’t waste your strength,” Wang Xin said as he saw Gou Dan twisting and turning, itching to give him a good beating.

“Alright,” Gou Dan, twisting and turning, also felt the pain.

So, they just laid there together, quietly.

Lying there until their bodies went numb.

Then they would occasionally turn over.

Keeping their consumption to the bare minimum.

After five or six days of hunger, whoever was really close to dying, Wang Xin and Xiao Cao would stealthily slip them some food.

A small handful of raw rice, a small piece of compressed biscuit, a small piece of bread…

Among these, raw rice was the best.

The other stuff, you daren’t chew in your mouth; one bite and it would be gone.

Even without chewing, it would dissolve after a while.

But raw rice was different, a small handful could last them a day.

Quite luxurious, to have something that lasted a whole day.

That’s what they whimsically thought amidst their suffering.

Of course, they were very cautious when sneaking food and hadn’t been caught yet.

Because they usually lay there like corpses, motionless on the ground.

Others, seeing them, even thought they were dead.

Some people who were extremely hungry thought they had died and considered eating them, but when they approached, they found they could still move.

They could only curse their bad luck and go look for other dead bodies.

And so, they endured, just enduring.

They believed they could make it.

As expected, Su Yinhe’s supermarket really got buried in snow.

Five stories high, two days of snowfall, and it was covered.

Customers, of course, were no more.

On the first day, after two snowfalls, Su Yinhe still took a sled and slid down from the roof.

But her posture wasn’t quite right, and she almost got buried entirely in the snow.

Then she planned to practice again the next day, but when she woke up and looked out the window, good grief, the fifth floor was buried too.

After that, for a whole month, no one came to the supermarket.

Luckily, on the first day of the snowfall, Chi Yan and Lin Murong were at the supermarket, so now she still had two living people with her.

As for Qin Mingzhou, he was probably buried in some cave.

Qin Mingzhou was now full of regret.

He regretted not being shameless like Lin Murong and Chi Yan, who had decided to sleep in the supermarket.

He lived in a cave, and after one night, the entrance got blocked by the snow.

He couldn’t even get out if he wanted to.

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His superpower was strong, he had plenty of supplies, and a riot broke out in the cave, with people looting everywhere. It reached his place.

Then one came, he killed one; another came, he killed another.

No more idiots came to rob us.

His men knew he had plenty of supplies and that he would take care of them; they fought fiercely when others tried to steal from them.

So, compared to the average person, Qin Mingzhou’s life was pretty good.

But however good it was, it still wasn’t as great as living in the supermarket.

He had decided that once the snow blocking the entrance melted and he could get out, he would move into the supermarket.

It was just a matter of tents, after all. He could afford one.

He had cared too much about his image before, not learning from Chi Yan and Lin Murong, who had no shame.

Now, he regretted it.

Instant noodles no longer smelled tempting.

Qin Mingzhou put down the bowl of instant noodles in his hands and gave the ground a little kick.

When would this damn snow melt?

He missed the supermarket.

And the cute little sister.

Sigh.

This damn snow~

“Boss, about these noodles, you still want them?” One of his guys, seeing that he hadn’t eaten them for a while, boldly came over to ask.

Qin Mingzhou glanced at him. “You want them?”

“Heh heh heh. Well, my wife said she’s hungry,” the guy said, scratching his head awkwardly.

Life with Qin Mingzhou was better than for most; with plenty to eat, drink, and wear, they didn’t worry.

Qin Mingzhou was generous, giving them a lot of food.

He could even take some home for his wife.

But usually, the handouts were just rice and flour, uncooked. They were also given alcohol stoves, so with a stove, a bowl, and a bit of water, they could make a meal.

He had a Crystal Core, and he had exchanged items at the supermarket before, but not much.

A month had passed, and the exchanged goods were long gone.

His wife had been eating half-cooked rice and flour recently. He figured she must be craving the flavorful instant noodles.

“Take it,” said Qin Mingzhou, not too hungry and seeing how eager his man was, he handed it over.

“Thank you, Boss, you’re such a good man,” the guy beamed, actually just trying his luck when he asked, not expecting the boss to agree.

“Go on, get out of here,” Qin Mingzhou threw another pack of noodles to him after a thought.

The guy was stunned to catch the noodles and then moved. Qin Mingzhou watched his expression, almost afraid he would kneel in gratitude.

Fortunately, the guy didn’t kneel but heaped on the flattery instead. When Qin Mingzhou grew impatient, he finally left with a bowl of eaten noodles and a fresh pack to find his wife.

“Jeez. ‘Wife,'” Qin Mingzhou felt a pang of sourness.

Damn it.

He was the only lonely soul.

Without his sister by his side.

Qin Mingzhou really wanted to fly to the supermarket right then and watch a dozen episodes of melodramatic series.

That would soothe his soul.

Su Yinhe was actually doing just that in the supermarket every day, watching soap operas with Lin Murong.

Chi Yan and Lin Murong had moved from sleeping in tents on the supermarket’s first floor, they had moved up to the fifth floor.

Su Yinhe had allowed them to move to the fifth floor.

She had cleaned out two storage rooms and let them move in.

The storage rooms were small and dark. With a bed and a desk, there was hardly any space left. No windows, either.

Though windows didn’t make a difference now.

The storage rooms were in the corridor, not in her home.

There were rooms at home, but Su Yinhe wasn’t planning on letting them stay.

Having the storage rooms to themselves was good enough.

People shouldn’t be too greedy, nor should she be too soft-hearted.

Fortunately, both of them accepted it well.

The storage rooms were much bigger than their tents.

At night, they would sleep in the storage rooms while Su Yinhe locked the door to her home.

During the day, she would invite them over to watch shows together.

She and Murong watched the soap operas on TV.

Chi Yan read novels on her spare tablet.

Hmm…

Su Yinhe sneaked a peek. The novel was as dramatic as the soap operas they were watching.