Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies-Chapter 40 - : Do not eat cilantro

Chapter 40: Do not eat cilantro

The cave was packed with people.

Curses could be heard now and then.

In the middle of the night, suddenly being flooded out, losing one’s belongings as expected, the cave was both crowded and noisy.

In such an environment, everyone’s temper was like a powder keg, ready to explode at the slightest provocation.

A little friction would start a torrent of cursing.

Someone took up too much space, someone else seemed sneaky and might have stolen someone’s things.

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It only took a tiny spark to start a quarrel.

“Brother Chi, should we find another cave?” This cave was full of people, and Chi Yan, being as picky as he was, would definitely not choose this place.

Of course, Chi Yan wouldn’t say it outright—after all, he had a boss with him, so it was left to his follower to be the mouthpiece.

Chi Yan looked towards Su Yinhe.

Su Yinhe quickly signaled that she had no objections.

So, the three continued to climb.

It took half a day to find a cave with slightly fewer people, but it didn’t seem much less crowded. All the good spots were taken.

If they went in, they would only be able to choose a place in the middle of the crowd.

Lin Murong: “What do we do, Brother Chi?”

He didn’t care much; he was used to roughing it and could sleep anywhere. But Chi Yan was different—he definitely wouldn’t want to sleep in the middle of a crowd.

Chi Yan glanced at him and said nothing.

Then he walked deeper into the cave and traded a lighter for a good spot from someone.

After receiving the lighter, that person nodded towards Chi Yan and then began to shuffle his family around to move spaces.

Chi Yan, arms crossed, turned to face their direction.

From a distance, it was hard to make out his expression, but even so far away, Lin Murong could feel his disdain.

Lin Murong: “…”

Lin Murong didn’t care; he was already used to Chi Yan’s temper, being looked down upon every day, he was used to it.

Seeing that Chi Yan had secured a spot, Lin Murong eagerly dragged Su Yinhe through the crowds to Chi Yan’s side.

When Chi Yan saw him approaching, he took out three tents from his space. Without being told, Lin Murong promptly started setting up the tents.

“What… should I do?” Su Yinhe asked timidly.

Lin Murong ran off to set up tents, Chi Yan was playing supervisor, so what was she supposed to do?

Chi Yan turned his head to look at her, surveyed her for a moment, then took out a piece of cloth from his space, spread it on the ground, and laid out some canned snacks and juice.

If one ignored the time and place, it looked just like a picnic setup.

“Sit,” directed Chi Yan, pointing at the prepared spot.

The message was clear, she was to obediently sit there, eat the snacks, and watch Lin Murong do the heavy lifting.

Su Yinhe hesitated for a moment, glanced at the still struggling Lin Murong, then at the smiling Chi Yan, and eventually chose to sit down.

She took a chocolate bar, unwrapped it, and started eating slowly.

Before long, Chi Yan too grew tired of standing. He pulled a chair out of his space, sat down, and began drinking a cup of hot soymilk.

The chair was no ordinary chair; it was carved with patterns that looked very expensive.

Ignoring the coffee in Chi Yan’s hand and the surroundings, just looking at Chi Yan’s demeanor, he appeared as if he was enjoying afternoon tea in his own backyard garden.

The chocolate in her mouth suddenly lost its flavor.

Su Yinhe finished her chocolate, then ate a canned yellow peach.

Afterward, she remembered her own hotpot, and took out a small bowl and chopsticks.

Chi Yan, catching the aroma, looked at her pitifully eating a hotpot and cleared the cloth, took out a table, and another chair. He had her place the hotpot on the table.

Then somehow, the two of them began to enjoy the hotpot together.

Ironically, both of them disliked coriander.

Their revolutionary friendship deepened rapidly.

However, those nearby suffered.

The aroma of hotpot was overwhelming; soon, the entire cave was filled with the smell of beef butter hotpot, a domineering scent.

Those who were arguing, crying, and complaining all stopped and looked simultaneously at the pair enjoying their hotpot.

“Mommy, mommy! It smells so good!” Even the child who had been crying to go home stopped crying.

Mom took a while to respond. “Mommy?”

When the child turned to look at mommy, lo and behold, mommy was drooling too.

While everyone else was escaping death, these two seemed like they were on vacation. Instantly, their enmity meter was filled.

Those who recognized Chi Yan stayed away and didn’t dare to start trouble, though whether they cursed him in their hearts was another matter.

But not everyone knew Chi Yan.

Right then, there came an old lady holding a child who wanted some of the food.

The child in the old lady’s arms was bawling, face covered in snot and tears.

Chi Yan looked intimidating, so the old lady didn’t choose him but went for Su Yinhe, who looked more approachable.

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“My dear girl, what are you eating here? Let my precious grandson have a few bites.”

“My poor grandson has had a hard life, his mother died early, and he hardly drank any milk. He normally doesn’t get to eat anything good. He was asleep just now, and the smell woke him up. I was thinking, could you spare a few bites for my precious grandson to taste?”

Su Yinhe had just taken a bite of cabbage and hadn’t even swallowed it when she saw an old lady approach, with a claim of her dear grandson, clutching at the very same grandson.

Her position allowed her a tricky view of the old lady pinching the child.

The old lady claimed she wanted to feed her dear grandson, but she was practically drooling herself. She craned her neck so long, as if she wanted to bury her head in the pot.

Su Yinhe looked at the red-hot base of the pot, then at the pale-faced child, and remained silent.

Thinking Su Yinhe had agreed, the old lady’s face brightened. She released her grip on her grandson and, without fear of getting burnt, reached out to grab the food with her hand.

Being close, Su Yinhe could clearly see the dirt under the old lady’s fingernails.

As the hotpot that had barely been touched was about to be devoured, Chi Yan moved his fingers. A large water sphere enveloped the old lady and thrust her backwards.

“Ow!” the old lady cried out, falling to the ground and immediately tossing her grandson aside, then clutching at her old back.

“What are you doing? How dare you bully an old lady!”

“Come and see, someone’s bullying the elderly and children!”

“There’s been a death!”

“Help!”

The old lady clutched her back, not even glancing at her grandson lying beside her, and started wailing and rolling on the ground.

“You have to compensate me with ten kilos of grain! Otherwise, this won’t be the end of it!” the old lady shouted, lying on the ground and pointing at them.

Chi Yan didn’t even look up as he picked up a beef roll and dipped it in sauce.

As for Su Yinhe, having finished her seaweed, she took another basket full from her space.

The old lady howled on the ground for a while before realizing something might be off.

Usually, such antics would not leave the other party so unfazed. Bystanders would instantly become ‘Justice Envoys’ and rush to help her.

Especially since she was holding a child.

A child symbolized hope, and the shelter always encouraged everyone to reproduce, though not many women were willing. Life for a woman in the face of disaster was already tough—getting pregnant under such circumstances was tantamount to courting death.

In response, the shelter offered significant subsidies. Many men wanted their wives or girlfriends to conceive and then collect the subsidy.

But the women who had survived in the apocalypse for so long were not fools.

Hence, the shelter’s birth rate remained low, each child considered precious.

So the old lady’s previous instances of feigning injury while holding a child always met with success. Patrol teams would side with her upon seeing the child, and onlookers would aid her in scolding the other party.