Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 132 Getting a shot of adrenaline

There was also a man who helped the woman sharpen her knife.

He was aloof and cold, with an excessively striking appearance; she had never seen such a handsome man before the apocalypse.

The remaining one has gentle features; he might not be a key member of the team, but he's the kind of person who's approachable and easy to talk to.

The only woman was a bit fairer than her, and slender. She didn't look very strong and could only thrive in a team of gifted individuals.

Deng Yurou looked down at herself. She was clearly not bad off, so why was she doing so poorly?!

She absolutely has to join this team!

The Los Angeles Shelter will definitely prioritize accepting teams of gifted individuals. If she goes in with them, she will enjoy better treatment and have a greater chance of getting in touch with the shelter's higher-ups.

With limited resources in the shelters, how well can ordinary people possibly live?

This idea reached its peak when Deng Yurou saw the convoy pass by, and the RV stopped in front of them.

Su Lan's team, who were standing nearby, had been waiting to hear what was going on.

"Jin He?" Zhang Yi stared, her mouth agape in astonishment. "What are you all doing here?"

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Xu Yi sat in the car, looking over there with envy.

These RVs are comfortable but extremely fuel-inefficient and conspicuous. Even if an ordinary person found one, they wouldn't have enough supplies to drive it.

"Yes." Cheng Yan was also happy to see her.

"They even have such a big RV!" Ding Huan was also shocked.

After Zhang Yi finished speaking, she looked at Cheng Yan, ran over to him with joy, her eyes slightly red.
"Cheng Yan! That's great! We're finally all together again!"

The hardships and difficulties experienced during those days in the ancient village became insignificant at the moment when all the companions, no, the family, were reunited.

Sure enough, waiting here was the right decision; she spotted the RV and several SUVs at a glance.

They even suspected that these people had joined the ancient village gang and were here to loot the Luozhou refugee camp.

"Drive the car over there in a bit!" Deng Yurou instructed Ding Huan.

They walked ahead without delay. They had encountered the volcanic eruption the night before, and everyone looked exhausted and covered in soot, clearly having fled from disaster.

Compared to the shock of outsiders seeing the RV, the convoy, having traveled for a day and a night, was stunned for a few seconds when they encountered Song Jinhe and her group ahead, wondering if they were hallucinating.

When Deng Yurou saw that there were many other survivors in the convoy, some even more disheveled than them, hope immediately rose in her heart.

The two gave each other a light hug.

"So they were waiting for someone, no wonder."

This other team actually got ahead and was in much better shape than the others.

"We took a different route." Song Jinhe noticed the dust on their heads and faces and asked, "Are you alright?"

"Well, it's alright. The volcano erupted in the early hours of last night. Luckily, we traveled overnight and got far enough away, otherwise, if the volcanic ash had come, none of us would have been able to escape."

Otherwise, how could it be so fast?

Zhuang Ting lowered his outstretched hand, realizing that Zhang Yi's happiness was entirely due to Jin He and Cheng Yan.

Indeed, when they left Wucheng together, she said that giving up was easy, but surviving was hard. Without Song Jinhe and Cheng Yan, she simply couldn't have survived.

"Another route? Is it still possible to take it?" Su Lan narrowed her eyes as she looked at Song Jinhe.

Judging from their appearance, they must have arrived at least a day earlier; otherwise, they too would not have escaped the effects of the volcanic eruption.

"Of course, after we rescued them, we went straight around the ancient village that very night, traveling day and night, fighting as we ran." That's not wrong, is it?

We just took out the enemy as we ran, and along the way we scavenged some supplies and found a plane.

"I didn't expect you all to look so different after just a few days," Song Jinhe changed the subject, looking them over.

Su Lan, who usually wears white pants, is now covered in black and gray stains, looking rather disheveled.

“That hurts.” Yi Feng looked at the person opposite him, then at himself.

These guys are too amazing! They broke into someone else's lair to rescue people, and even managed to get ahead of them day and night?
You're all so energetic, aren't you tired?
Is this girl's talent something like support/status recovery?
The more I think about it, the more likely it seems.

Su Lan was also sizing up Song Jinhe. They had walked together for a while, but he couldn't figure out this woman's true strength.

She was willing to bravely storm into the ancient village for the sake of a non-talented companion; such a person is more precious than material goods.

In the apocalypse, who wouldn't want a capable teammate to rely on?

She's perfect in every way, but unfortunately, she's not his.

If she had left Wucheng alone and encountered his group, there might have been a chance.

Su Lan chuckled lightly, "What are your plans for the future?"

"What other plans do we have? We're almost there, so let's just keep going." Song Jinhe shrugged.

Zhao Huiyun looked away, her face cold, and remained silent. She wanted to prove that her choice was rational and correct.
She will enter the Luozhou Refuge, while Zhuang Ting and the others will regret going into the ancient village with that woman sooner or later.

Now, seeing their people reunited and clearly living better lives, she felt a surge of resentment.

"Rest here, we'll depart in fifteen minutes," Su Lan told his men.

Song Jinhe and the others pretended to pack up their supplies, reducing the number of vehicles by one, and ate something while sitting in the RV.

With so many people around outside, you have to be careful about what you eat. But you can indulge in a little luxury in the RV.

As departure approached, Ding Huan drove over, repeating the same explanation.

"Brothers, I heard that some people on the road specialize in robbing survivors on their way to the shelter. Can we follow you to the shelter together?"

Deng Yurou spoke softly, her tearful eyes filled with pleading.
We will definitely not cause you any trouble!

First, infiltrate the convoy; there will always be opportunities to get close to them later.

"Whatever, follow if you can." Su Lan looked up. "But we're not bringing anyone with us. If you encounter anything on the way, you'll have to deal with it yourselves."

They're not bodyguards; they don't have time to deal with these few people.

"Yes, we understand." Deng Yurou gave a shy smile.

The cars were started and turned off in sequence.

As Deng Yurou watched those people leave, she anxiously shouted to Ding Huan, "What are you doing? Hurry up and follow them! They'll be far away soon!"

After searching the car that Song Jinhe and the others didn't want, Ding Huan complained under his breath, "They didn't leave a single bit of gasoline."

Deng Yurou was furious. She was really impressed. Why bother searching for cars now? As long as they got on the team of talented people, would they have to worry about supplies in the future?

Urged on by Deng Yurou, Ding Huan got back into his car and sped off.

Looking at the RV, which was much taller than a regular car, Deng Yurou's eyes revealed a hint of longing.

Living in a motorhome, protected by a gifted individual who is also good-looking—who wouldn't want that kind of setup?

In Captain Su Lan's team, there was even a girl who could wear a skirt in the apocalypse.

The more Deng Yurou thought about it, the more she felt that Ding Huan was no good.