Reborn: I Stock Up and Bully the Trash to Dominate the Apocalypse

Soon it was Zhou Shuwan and Qi Mingyu's turn.

The navy officer in charge of the exchange was carefully examining the rock mushroom powder they had brought. As he did so, he casually asked, "What do you want to exchange for?"

Zhou Shuwan then said, "We just need salt."

Her voice was clear, a little hoarse, and particularly clear in this slightly noisy environment.

As soon as the voice came out, the man who was pulling the small boat ashore behind the material exchange office suddenly stiffened, raised his head in disbelief, and fixed his eyes on Zhou Shuwan.

Zhou Shuwan's appearance has not changed much in recent years.

So, the other party's lips trembled, and he quickly murmured, "Wanwan!"

Zhou Shuwan was also stunned. He looked in the direction of the voice and his heart was suddenly shocked.

On that tanned and wrinkled face, a familiar outline could be vaguely seen. It was actually the long-dead Xue Tao!

Xue Tao seemed to have aged ten years. Although they were the same age, she looked like two completely different people. Her skin was dark and rough, and there were deep wrinkles on her forehead and corners of her mouth. Her originally straight back was slightly hunched. If you saw her on the street, you would definitely not recognize her.

His originally clear and bright eyes now became cloudy and dim, with fine wrinkles at the corners showing expectation and anxiety.

He was wearing a tattered blue shirt covered with mud and fish scales, and he looked haggard.

Zhou Shuwan was so surprised that he was speechless for a moment.

Qi Mingyu was also surprised.

In the past two months, they went to the warship's material exchange office so many times, but they never met Xue Tao once.

Xue Tao was about to say something excitedly, but then seemed to remember something. She suddenly turned around and waved back, shouting to a man who was also in a small boat bending over to sort out his catch, "Zhipeng! Zhipeng! Come here quickly!"

The man raised his head, and a weather-beaten face came into view.

It turned out to be Zhong Zhipeng!

Zhou Shuwan and Qi Mingyu looked at each other and saw shock and joy in each other's eyes.

They were exchanging supplies, so they suppressed their excitement and waited for Xue Tao and Zhi Peng to come down after they exchanged the salt.

The two men also had work to do. They needed to clean up all the fish on the boat and move them ashore before they could rest.

After the two men finished catching the fish on the boat, he wiped his hands and met the two men.

Xue Tao quickly walked up to Zhou Shuwan and excitedly held her hand, her voice choking with sobs: "Wanwan, it really is you! I thought I would never see you again!"

Zhong Zhipeng also came over and patted Qi Mingyu on the shoulder, his eyes full of emotion: "It's been many years."

Like Zhong Zhipeng and Xue Tao, they have changed a lot from before.

When they approached, a look of great surprise first appeared on their faces, and tears flashed in their eyes, but that surprise was quickly replaced by silence, and replaced by deep fatigue and vicissitudes.

The pressure of life has left indelible marks on them.

Zhou Shuwan looked at the two of them, feeling a mixture of emotions. She was the first to break the silence and asked with concern, "Cousin Tao, Zhipeng, where did you go after the fire? Why haven't you been seen in all these years?"

Xue Tao's eyes were a little vague, and his voice was low: "After the fire... we panicked and had no choice but to follow the crowd. Later, the fire grew bigger and bigger. We didn't dare to turn back, and we found ourselves following the crowd onto the highway... We had no choice but to go east. Then we wandered all the way, stopping and starting, and stayed in several bases of various sizes..."

"Later, I heard it was easy to live by the sea, fishing for a living, so we went there together. Not long after, we encountered an extreme cold snap..." He took a deep breath, as if suppressing a huge sadness. "We were caught off guard, and many people in the small base were killed or injured... We were rescued by the navy who came ashore to search for supplies, and we lived on the warship ever since. During the extreme cold, the sea froze, and the warship stayed off the coast. Only when the extreme cold ended did we drift on the sea together with the warship..."