Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies-Chapter 187 - let the wolf in

Chapter 187: let the wolf in

Chapter 187: let the wolf in

“Come on, let’s hurry, our journey is vast like the stars and the sea, it’s just a little accident. We need to ignore it,” Murong said without caring about his own uncleanliness anymore.

“Hmm… but didn’t you say you were unclean…”

“Although my body is dirty, my soul remains pure. Let’s go, let’s hurry.” He felt that if they didn’t leave soon, Chi Yan was about to explode.

And that explosion wouldn’t be directed at Galaxy.

It would be directed at him.

If Chi Yan exploded…

Never mind, dirty is dirty, life goes on, and he must bravely face it.

After saying that, Murong began to walk with limbs flailing.

Su Yinhe: “…”

Weird.

Su Yinhe was a bit confused.

But since Murong had walked away, they couldn’t very well stay here and let Murong go alone.

So she followed him, making sure she wasn’t flailing her limbs as she walked.

Chi Yan: “…” What should he say?

Better not to say anything.

They had stayed in the Underground City for ten days, and only left on the morning of the eleventh day.

Because Murong suddenly remembered that there was someone still locked up at home.

As a Superpower User, his vitality was slightly better, and he could endure hunger better than ordinary people without using his superpower.

But that didn’t mean he couldn’t starve to death.

He was afraid that he had starved Chen Yuan to death.

After all, Chen Yuan had brought them potatoes, even though they hadn’t eaten them, and the potatoes had turned to charcoal, but at least Chen Yuan had shown good intentions.

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Even if not with good intentions, he had put on a facade.

They would return the way they came.

When Murong surfaced, he was a bit afraid of bumping into people.

Fortunately, their luck wasn’t too bad, and they didn’t encounter anyone the entire way.

The whole tunnel had just the three of them.

Pitch black, their footsteps echoing in the dark.

“It feels a bit like a horror movie,” Murong touched his arm, feeling a chilly sensation. Hopefully, there wasn’t anything foul.

“If this were a horror movie, you’d be the first to die,” Su Yinhe leisurely said.

“Why? I’m so awesome.”

After being forgotten for ten days, barely clinging to life, Chen Yuan finally heard the sound of the door opening.

He hadn’t died yet.

This was the last thought Chen Yuan had before passing out.

“Holy shit! Don’t know if he’s passed out from hunger or thirst, what do we do? Splash him with water or tempt him with food?” Murong rushed into the kitchen and came out quickly after.

“Could he be both hungry and thirsty?” Su Yinhe wondered.

“That’s possible too. So what now?”

Su Yinhe: “You could try dabbing some water on him with a cotton swab. That’s gentle. Or you could splash him with water directly. Just make sure to have some food ready.”

She suggested.

“So how much food should I prepare?” Murong humbly asked. If it was too much, maybe letting Chen Yuan die would be better.

After all, he was a pauper.

With no food even for himself, how could he provide food for Chen Yuan?

“It depends on your abilities and mood,” Su Yinhe shrugged and went upstairs to take a shower.

Walking through that pitch-dark tunnel had made her sweaty and sticky. She needed a shower.

As for Chen Yuan, Su Yinhe didn’t really care.

She didn’t quite understand why Murong had locked Chen Yuan in the kitchen.

If it was previously to extract information about Eden Garden, that made sense.

But now, they had found him, and Chen Yuan could actually be expelled.

But looking at Lin Murong’s expression, he planned to wake Chen Yuan up and continue keeping him confined.

Su Yinhe would never say she wanted to kill Chen Yuan. After all, she wasn’t from this world and couldn’t bring herself to disregard the lives of others.

Neither would she casually wish for someone’s death.

But she wouldn’t think about imprisoning someone and feeding him every day.

The key was that this person had borne great malice towards them from the start, and now that he was drained, he was of no use; she didn’t know why they were still keeping him confined.

Couldn’t they just break his limbs and throw him out, as they had done before?

After hearing Su Yinhe’s words, Lin Murong had an epiphany.

Then, with a cup of water and half a white bun, he scurried off to wake the “sleeping” Chen Yuan.

A splash of water, and Chen Yuan’s eyelashes twitched.

It seemed…

the effect was rather minor.

Then…

Since Chi Yan was a Water Element Superpower User, and they weren’t short on water, he decided to be generous.

Lin Murong asked Chi Yan for two buckets, had Chi Yan fill them with water, carried the buckets to the kitchen, and began to splash cup by cup.

The first splash, eyelashes twitched.

The second splash, fingers twitched.

The third splash, his mouth twitched.

After the mouth twitched, Chen Yuan seemed to gain a bit of strength, laboriously forcing his eyes open, eyes on the cup of water in front of him. Without a second thought, he burst forth with astonishing strength, snatched the cup, and drank every last drop.

After finishing the cup, Chen Yuan collapsed to the ground, gasping louder than before.

He was coming back to life.

He hadn’t died yet.

As they left, Chen Yuan pondered alone when he might die.

Would they come back? Or just leave and let him perish on his own?

Chen Yuan had tried to escape, but he couldn’t.

He had always prided himself on being a Superpower User, albeit not a very strong one, but sufficient.

But he hadn’t anticipated being nothing in the face of absolute power.

He tried, but couldn’t escape.

Absolutely couldn’t escape.

In the ten days they were gone, starting from the third day, Chen Yuan felt every day that the next year on this day would be his memorial.

Whether anyone would mourn him was another story.

When someone dies, the light goes out, especially in times like these. When someone dies, he is simply dead; maybe no one else even knows.

But he never imagined his vitality to be so strong.

He thought he would die, but surprisingly, he kept surviving.

He even lasted until they returned.

After drinking that cup of water, Chen Yuan felt most of his lost vitality return.

Snatching the half bun from Lin Murong’s hand and devouring it hurriedly, he fully came back to life.

“You left, didn’t you?” Chen Yuan asked after finishing the bun and plunging his head into the bucket, drinking vigorously until his belly was round and bulging, then stopping and leaning on the bucket’s edge.

Chen Yuan felt his willpower had worn away.

Starved for so many days, and still managing to speak so calmly with Lin Jun after a brush with death.

“Leave? We’re not leaving. You’re here—where would we go? After all, you were the one who brought us in, Brother Chen. Wherever you are, that’s where we’ll be,” Lin Murong said, smiling.

Chen Yuan’s expression stiffened, almost forgetting that the three of them were invited in by him, let in by him, even this house was rented for them by him.

Could this be considered letting the wolf in?

Damn it.

Why did he go there that day, why did he, relying on his cleverness, think…