Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 102 Dinner
"What do you mean? This is the prey we saw first."

The person speaking was also holding a crossbow, his exposed arm was sunburned red, and the people behind him were also armed.

"Dude, how come you saw it first?" Qi Sixing sneered. "Fine, even if you saw it first, so what? Just because you saw it doesn't mean it's yours. According to the rules, whoever hits it first gets it."

The man opposite looked at the deer on the ground. He had finally found some meat, and now it was being stolen from him. Who would be happy about that?

"You scared away the rest of the deer with your arrows, and now you want to keep all the prey for yourself? That's going too far." The man narrowed his eyes, and several men stepped forward, the threat clear.

“We won’t ask for more; we’ll take half from here, including the deer blood. That’s the rule of our caravan.”

The man emphasized the last sentence.

"We hunted this game with our own skills, and you're asking for half of it? You're dreaming." Qi Sixing's face darkened.

"I think you're going to refuse a toast only to suffer a penalty shot."

One of the men looked hostile and threw a punch. Qi Sixing then punched him in the face.

The next second, a crisp click of a gun being cocked rang out.

Song Jinhe looked at the leader of the group. His movement to draw his gun from his waist froze in mid-air. Jiang Shi'an's knife was pressed against the artery in his neck. He didn't even have a chance to draw his gun, let alone fire it.

"If your men move again, we won't be polite."

Staring at the dark muzzle of the gun in front of him, the man who had just made the move froze on the spot, too afraid to move.

"Your team's rules have nothing to do with us, understand?"

Song Jinhe's voice was not loud, but her eyes were clearly cold.

"Alright, you guys were quick this time."

The leader raised his hand, and after Jiang Shi'an put away his dagger, he left with a gloomy face.

Song Jinhe looked at the bruise on Qi Sixing's lip and asked, "How are you?"

Qi Sixing shook his head. "It's alright. I hit him even harder when I punched him back. Let's deal with this deer before it gets dark. It looks delicious!"

The smell of blood needed to be kept away from the campsite where they would sleep tonight, so Qi Sixing went back and drove over to take the deer to a distant place to deal with it.

"It's said that deer blood soaked in wine can nourish the kidneys. Do you want to keep some?" Song Jinhe asked, remembering that the group of people had specifically asked for deer blood earlier, afraid of wasting it.

"If you want, there should be some clean empty bottles in the car."

Jiang Shi'an paused for a moment, then said, "No need."

"I'm perfectly healthy! I don't need any supplements!" Qi Sixing quickly declared, as this was a matter of dignity.

“That group of people are definitely not very good. They look quite young, but who knew they were so weak,” he added.

Deer hide feels quite comfortable to the touch, but it cannot be used directly. It needs to be degreased and stretched to its shape before use, otherwise it will rot.

It was quite time-consuming to clean, so Song Jinhe only scraped off the grease with a knife. She would do the remaining cleaning steps later.

They took all the edible internal organs, and buried the difficult-to-process parts in pits to avoid attracting zombies.

Inside the camp.

Xiong Qing, who had just returned, lowered his head and said, "Brother Su, those guys were too arrogant. They didn't take you seriously at all! You didn't see the expressions on their faces when they said those words." He embellished the story for a long time, but found that the people in front of him didn't react at all. Only Yi Feng showed some disapproval.

"If you manage to shoot the prey first today, and they come out to snatch it, I can even help you out. You can't compete with them on your own." Su Lan raised her head with a half-smile.
"You still want to use me as a raft? Do you think I'm that stupid?"

Xiong Qing felt a chill run down his spine and explained dryly, "It's not, Brother Su, I just feel that you're too lenient with those people."

"If you can withstand a couple of moves from them today and figure out what kind of talent that girl has, I might be this lenient with you." Su Lan toyed with the knife in her hand.

Xiong Qing left dejectedly, then encountered Meng Yuyao, who was wearing a dress that revealed her slender arms, and whose appearance was too eye-catching. She couldn't help but take a few more glances, and her throat felt hot.

He cursed inwardly, "Damn it, it's good to be powerful. This woman is beautiful and obedient. I'll definitely get this bitch when I get the chance, and make her cry and beg for mercy."

Xiong Qing's mind was filled with those images, but he didn't see the mockery and coldness that flashed in the eyes of the woman who had just walked past him.

What a piece of trash. How dare someone like that fantasize about her?

“I’m starting to get a little interested in their side of the world.” Meng Yuyao sat next to Su Lan, her smile sweet and obedient.

I heard there's a really handsome man over there, with a cool and clean demeanor, and he's also a gifted individual.

Her initial target was actually Su Lan, but unfortunately, Su Lan was also quite skilled.

Su Lan glanced at her sideways. "You want to give it a try?"

Meng Yuyao's smile remained unchanged, but perhaps because of the darkness of the night, she was completely different from the gentle and harmless woman she appeared to others.

When Song Jinhe and the other two returned, the moon was already out in the sky.

The fire at night shouldn't be too big, and the fresh venison should be cooked as soon as possible. Whoever keeps watch over the fire should also keep an eye on the drying process, as food spoils easily if it's not processed quickly in this weather.

The only thing that's usually running in the RV is the small refrigerator that can only hold a few bottles of drinks. The other one, which can be frozen, is used as a storage box. Even if they don't lack gasoline, they can't keep it running 24 hours a day. The air conditioning already consumes a lot of energy.

Since there were no side dishes, only seasonings, they grilled a whole leg.

Song Jinhe took out salt, chili powder, cumin, cooking oil, and a roll of tin foil.

Roasting on a volcano is too slow. Just wrap it in tin foil and put it in the fire like beggar's chicken. It's quick and clean.

Song Jinhe soaked the deerskin in water for a while, then washed and rubbed it with soap before air-drying it.

She had consulted Qi Sixing before taking this skin to be processed.

It's no secret that they hunted a whole deer; people have already come over to ask if they can barter for it.

The other party was very sincere and brought over a handful of unopened noodles. "I have two children and we haven't eaten meat in a long time. I want to treat them to something to improve their lives. Offal is also fine."

Seeing that no one objected, Qi Sixing agreed and took out his small bowl for eating. "Is it okay to change it to a bowl of meat?"

"Okay." The man nodded.

Meat can't be exchanged 1:1 anyway. As for moral blackmail, nothing is acceptable if someone wants it for free.
The man stuffed the plastic bag containing the meat into his coat pocket and hurriedly returned to his car, fearing something might happen.

They were just ordinary people who left Yuecheng together. Their greatest wish was to survive this period and reach Luozhou safely so that their child could live. This bit of venison was hard-won, and he had to keep it safe.

Eating barbecue on a hot day like this is a bit too hot, so pairing it with an ice-cold, expired Coke is just right.

The deer leg wasn't marinated for long enough, but the meat was still tender and delicious, much better than the canned luncheon meat I had a few days ago.