Apocalypse: I rescued the big boss with millions of supplies

Chapter Twenty-Two: Exchanging Gasoline

Long Yangyang gladly accepted Wang Kun's kind offer.

"Lingling, unload those watermelons from the car and give them to them," Long Yangyang said to Qiu Ling in a low voice as she squatted down.

Qiu Ling nodded, climbed into the car, and soon opened the car door, pushing a large wooden basin.

Looking at the wooden basin full of ice, with two watermelons the size of basketballs on top, Wang Kun's mouth instantly watered uncontrollably.

He knew that chilled watermelon was something he dreamed about all day in this sweltering heat.

"This, that..." Although Wang Kun really wanted it, his sense of mission made him embarrassed to accept it, especially now, in the sweltering heat, the fresh fruits and vegetables would have long since rotted.

You can imagine how precious the watermelon was, not to mention the basin full of ice.

"We'll use these chilled watermelons to exchange for gasoline," Long Yangyang said.

"Sister, this is too precious. It's just some gasoline, and it wasn't even originally ours," Wang Kun said, feeling somewhat unworthy of the gift.

It's already embarrassing to take things from the public, let alone gasoline. They just got there before Long Yangyang and the others and loaded up the gasoline.

Long Yangyang blinked, never expecting Wang Kun to be such a kind and innocent person.

Unfortunately, just because Wang Kun and his companion were too embarrassed to accept the gifts doesn't mean the others were too embarrassed.

"Are you stupid? They already said they'd change the gasoline, why don't you want it?!"

Before Wang Kun and Qiu Ling could speak, a middle-aged woman of about forty years old suddenly appeared behind them. She snatched the wooden basin from Qiu Ling's hands and quickly ran away.

From the moment she started following these soldiers, her gaze never left the soldier with the spatial ability, all so that she could get a little more food when he distributed it.

Upon discovering that the two soldiers were following behind Long Yangyang and her two companions, she feared that they might secretly give them food because of Long Yangyang's good looks, so she continued to follow them stealthily.

I happened to see Long Yangyang and the others exchanging chilled watermelons for gasoline.

Seeing that these silly soldiers didn't want it, she quickly ran up and took the watermelon, as she had long considered the soldiers' things as her own.

They didn't want it, so she took it herself. On such a hot day, how wonderful it would be to eat an ice-cold watermelon!

"This..." Seeing the woman's amazing operation, Wang Kun and Qiu Yu, the space ability user next to him, were both embarrassed.

"Sister, I'm so sorry." Wang Kun scratched his head awkwardly and quickly apologized to Long Yangyang and the others. "How about we give you an extra bucket of oil?"

Qiu Yu, who was standing next to him, quickly took out a can of gasoline from his spatial storage.

Well, looking at the two embarrassed soldiers, Long Yangyang felt a pang of sympathy for them.

"Well, we were originally going to exchange gasoline with you." Seeing that Fu Muyu had taken two more wooden buckets off his body, Long Yangyang kindly reminded him, "You should put these watermelons in your space."

The soldier next to me just took out three cans of gasoline from his spatial storage; there must be room for them there.

"Oh, right, Wang Kun, here's the watermelon and ice for you, but you have to return the wooden basin to me. Remember to tell that auntie from earlier."

It was also very hard for her to collect supplies.

"Of course, of course." After what had happened, Wang Kun and Qiu Yu didn't plan to stay and chat with Long Yangyang and the others any longer.

Qiu Yu took out a large box from his spatial storage, poured in watermelons and ice, and quickly grabbed Wang Kun and left.

"Sister Long, that auntie was mean, she snatched the watermelon." Qiu Ling frowned, clearly annoyed by the other woman's behavior. "Lingling didn't watch the watermelon properly."

Hearing the child's frustrated tone, Long Yangyang patted the child's head, "Even your older brother and sister didn't notice."

"Once bitten, twice shy; next time we'll remember to keep a closer eye on our things."

Qiu Ling nodded emphatically. Although he was still a child, he had already realized the importance of food and promised, "Yes, Lingling will definitely protect our supplies next time."

The little incident just now did not affect Long Yangyang's mood. She took out a tent from her space and prepared to set up camp nearby.

"Alright, little warrior, hurry up and help, it'll be dark soon."

Fu Muyu took the tent from Long Yangyang and whispered in her ear, "I'm your bodyguard, hmm?"

The deep voice, coupled with the hot breath in her ear, made Long Yangyang's scalp tingle instantly, and a slight blush crept onto her earlobe: "Um, um, it was because I was afraid you would be recognized."

Long Yangyang blushed as she explained, "Think about it, most people now think you've sacrificed yourself. If they find out you're not dead, they'll tell your scumbag father."

Following the typical trope in novels, your replacement illegitimate child, who was just found and brought back, will definitely try every means to kill you on the way.

Long Yangyang thought about it and it made more and more sense: "They say that once you have a stepmother, you'll have a stepfather. Your mother isn't even dead yet, and your scumbag father has already taken your stepmother and illegitimate child back with him."

If I had known you were alright, I definitely wouldn't have let you off the hook. So, until we return to Qingdu, you'd better stay by my side as my bodyguard.

After saying that, Long Yangyang nodded seriously.

"Then should I thank you for taking me in, Miss?" Fu Muyu rested his head on Long Yangyang's shoulder, and seeing that her beautiful face was flushed because of his actions, he couldn't help but laugh in a deep voice.

Long Yangyang clutched her heart, which was pounding wildly because of Fu Muyu's actions, and quickly pushed him away, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes sparkling: "I, I'll go prepare dinner."

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On the other side of the service area, the crowd following Fu Muyu's car, upon entering the service area and seeing the army, immediately cried and begged them to take them in.

At this point, they had been placed together with the soldiers and the crowds they had previously accepted.

Where there are many people, there are many disputes.

"Ugh, there's not enough food today. I'm not full at all. We just came from the supermarket, why didn't they give us more cookies?" Liu Fang complained, looking at the small box of instant noodles and two cookies in her hand.

Yesterday there were still five yuan left. These soldiers are really too much. They are paid by taxpayers, but they can't even feed them properly.

"Alright, Liu Fang, shut up. Didn't you just take two big watermelons from those soldiers? They were ice-cold, too?" Someone couldn't stand Liu Fang's complaints and spoke up to stop her.

"The soldiers aren't having an easy time either. Those zombies are so dangerous. They're risking their lives to find supplies. They're lucky if they have anything to eat."

Upon hearing this, Liu Fang immediately became unwilling and shouted, "What are we paying so many taxes every year for? Isn't it so that if we encounter difficulties, these soldiers can protect us?"

Now here's the problem: it's their duty to protect us, so why shouldn't we be allowed to eat our fill?

Besides, the watermelon I got was mine; what did it have to do with the soldiers?

Liu Fang had no intention of sharing the watermelon with anyone else; even if it rotted overnight in the hot weather, she would keep it rotting in her own hands.