The end of the world is coming, and the family of three must be in order

Chapter 19

Lu Ce threw a knife at Mo Biyi, "Idiot!"

Mo Biyi hugged Mo Wuzhe and kissed him on the head, and the heavy stone in his heart was lifted.

It would be nice if some things weren't just for his kids.

Some things are scary to own alone.

As soon as the group returned to the base, a pair of armed teams were guarding the door with guns.

Ke Yu's car could hardly drive any further.

Ke Yu and Lu Ce's expressions turned ugly for a moment.

Ke Yu tilted his head and asked, "No, what do you mean?"

The soldiers who came out of formation were not the usual ones.

"There was a major outbreak at Ying Province Hospital today. One of the people who returned infected the others. Although he has died, we have to be careful. Excuse me, Officer Ke, Captain Lu, you are no exception. You must also be tested."

Ke Yu sneered, "Where is your Director Wang?"

The leader held his head high and said, "Director Wang died of infection during the rescue operation at noon. The person in charge now is our Deputy Director Zhao."

Ke Yu scoffed, "So what do you want now?"

"Body search and examination to confirm that you are not infected." The man replied.

"Are you sure you dare to search both of us?" Lu Ce's low voice made the team look at each other in bewilderment.

The man had no choice but to compromise and said, "Only you and Captain Lu can come in. No other unauthorized personnel are allowed in."

Mo Biyi heard and grabbed Lu Ce's hand from behind, "Where is the child we brought from the orphanage?"

Lu Ce gave Mo Biyi a look that urged him to stay calm.

Ke Yu asked with narrowed eyes, and the answer he got was that the child had been sent to a regular orphanage.

As they spoke, people wearing masks dragged the unconscious people by their hands and threw them into the container of a car like garbage.

"What's the point of this?" Lu Ce's tone was filled with suppressed anger.

"They have a fever! To prevent any accidents, they are no longer qualified to stay in the camp." The man said indifferently.

Lu Ce grabbed the man by the collar and said, "You are abandoning your companions!"

The man gasped. "It's our responsibility to protect the people. To better protect them, we need to eliminate any dangers. Is there anything wrong with protecting ourselves? Captain Lu, if you have any objections, please contact Director Zhao."

"Go find your mother! I'm not going in! You make it sound like you're selfish and afraid of death!" Lu Ce pushed the man hard, and the man fell into the trash can.

"Let's go!" Lu Ce ordered Ke Yu.

Ke Yu followed the car carrying the feverish soldier to an abandoned factory.

The soldiers who unloaded the people respectfully asked Ke Yu and Lu Ce for instructions.

"Then Officer Ke, Captain Lu, we'll leave first."

Ke Yu pinched the bridge of his nose exhaustedly, "Go, go!"

Mo Biyi looked at the person lying on the ground, he didn't expect that the medicine he bought would come in handy like this.

Ke Yu looked very tired, and Lu Ce was holding his cell phone with a very ugly expression on his face.

Mo Wuze hugged his father's legs, his eyes rolling around, not knowing what he was thinking.

"How is it? Where are your people?" Ke Yu asked.

Lu Ce pressed his temples, "In the neighboring province, most people have also fallen ill with fever!"

"You just recovered from a fever. Do you think having a fever is a good thing or a bad thing?" Ke Yu asked.

A cluster of flames suddenly ignited in Lu Ce's hand. He looked at the flames in deep thought, his eyes falling on Mo Wuze.

"The appearance of zombies now seems to be a good thing. I suspect this is related to my fever." Lu Ce said.

Ke Yu smiled faintly, "You'll know after you burn it." Then he fainted magnificently.

Lu Ce was stunned.

Lying straight on the dusty ground were 26 adults and 2 children.

Mo Wuze and Wen Qian, who had recovered a little strength, were applying fever-reducing patches one by one.

Mo Biyi took out the stove that came with the RV and simmered the rice over low heat.

Lu Ce started smoking again and sat next to him with a small stool.

Mo Biyi was an eyesore; he had never seen him so addicted before.

"Pinch it." Mo Bi said concisely.

Lu Ce was originally upset, but when he saw Mo Biyi raise his eyebrows, he said, "You are mine, I have to listen to you."

Mo Biyi said coldly, "I'm not yours. I can smoke you if I want. I can't kill you. Stay away from me and don't smoke my porridge. If it does, you won't be able to eat it."

"It's just a few grains of rice. I will pay you back tenfold later." Lu Ce said shamelessly.

Mo Biyi said quietly, "No need to look back. Go get me ten grains of rice right now."

Lu Ce was choked. He had no car, no subordinates, and no mobile phone connection. He didn't know where the supermarket was. Oh, there was one he had, and he had money.

Mo Biyi rarely saw Lu Ce being humiliated.

"Hmph, just because you can call the shots in Shangjiu doesn't mean you can do the same in this corner." Mo Biyi commented.

Lu Ce felt a little frustrated. For the first time, he felt like a tiger in plain land being bullied by a dog. That old Director Zhao was waiting for him.

Mo Wuze came back after finishing the post and heard their conversation. He climbed onto Mo Biyi's thigh and sat down.

"Dad, we've used up so much of our medicine that it's almost gone. Are there still so many people who want to take our medicine and use our medicine?" Mo Wuze's tone was full of innocence.

Mo Biyi thought Mo Wuze was bothered and patted his head, "It can't be helped. Our Xiaoze is not a stingy child. People should help each other. It's a small matter for us to take care of them. When they are okay, it's a big deal for them to protect others."

Mo Wu Ze understood, but, "But, this is all money. Dad's cool motorcycle is stuck with the rental company, and the rental period has exceeded. Dad hasn't gone to work, and the food has been used up and eaten. What should we do!"

Mo Wuzhe's casual words made Mo Biyi fall into silence. He had been busy these days and the car rental boss hadn't contacted him, but that didn't mean he didn't have to return the car.

The car looks completely different than when I first rented it.

Dirty exterior, cracked windows, messy interior...

Mo Bi wiped his face and found that his pocket was cleaner than his face.

Mo Wuze continued:

"Dad, for the sake of our future, although we don't know how long this zombie situation will last, and whether money will become useless,

But we still have to have the necessary financial resources. We can't just help others blindly.

We helped them, so we should ask for something that doesn't affect them, that's only fair, right?"

"Yeah, that's right! Well said." Lu Ce looked at Mo Wuze with admiration in his eyes.

Lu Ce felt a little disappointed with Mo Biyi. He was a father but still couldn't learn to save money and be kind-hearted. Sooner or later, these two things would make him exhausted.

Mo Wuze nodded with satisfaction. As long as Lu Ce said it was right, that was fine.

"Since Uncle Lu agrees with me, have you decided what you want to pay us for helping you?"

Mo Wuze knew that Mo Biyi was thin-skinned, so he would be the one to do the negotiations.

Lu Ce became interested, "What do you want?"

Mo Biyi just watched the two people trading in confusion.

"They must have regained their strength after their fever. If they have strength, they can help us get some food and supplies. It would be best if they also have weapons. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for my father to take us children on a single trip."