The Host in Quick Transmigration Always Wants to Break Her Character

Tears welled up between Wang Qiang's fingers. Why did he have to face this terrible world?

At this moment, Wang Qiang felt unprecedented pressure. Before the apocalypse, he worked as a driver for the Fang family, which ensured that his family had enough to eat and wear.

Now that the apocalypse has arrived, survival is the greatest challenge.

Fortunately, he followed a powerful figure; otherwise, he really wouldn't have been able to survive.

While thinking, Wang Qiang raised his head and looked at his father lying on the ground. His father was already in his seventies, and he never expected that he would become a zombie in his old age. His mother was also nearly seventy, but she could not enjoy her old age.

"Mom... Your son is unfilial, I failed to protect you..." Wang Qiang walked into Grandma Wang's room, looked at Grandma Wang who was covered in blood and lifeless, knelt down by Grandma Wang's bed, and lowered his head.

Wang Siyu and Meng Lian were also kneeling beside Wang Qiang, facing the direction of Grandma Wang.

The three of them were crying by the bedside. Lin Jingyi and Fang Han watched from the side, and Fang Han also sobbed softly.

"Knock knock knock..." Just as the three were crying their hearts out, there was a knock on the door.

Meng Lian and her son suddenly looked up at the door, exchanged a glance, and fear appeared in their eyes.

"What..." Wang Qiang was about to ask when his mouth was covered by a hand.

His wife also gestured for him to be quiet.

"I'll go take a look," Lin Jingyi said, looking at the cautious group.

Upon hearing this, Meng Lian quickly stood up, grabbed Lin Jingyi, and shook her head at her.

"It's alright," Lin Jingyi said gently, pushing Meng Lian's hand away and walking towards the door.

Wang Qiang also pulled his wife back, indicating that she was alright, and Meng Lian then let go of Lin Jingyi's hand.

Lin Jingyi opened the door and saw a man who looked to be about sixty years old inside. Seeing that it was a young woman who opened the door, he grinned, revealing his slightly yellowed teeth, and said to Lin Jingyi:

"Young lady, are you a relative of Wang Qiang? Do you have any snacks at home? I'd like to borrow some; my grandson wants to eat spicy strips."

Lin Jingyi shook his head: "This is not my home."

Lin Jingyi saw Meng Lian walking over.

As he spoke, Lin Jingyi walked into the hall without inviting the old man in to sit down, since there was still an old zombie lying in the living room, and it wouldn't be good to scare him.

Seeing that the person outside the door was a normal person, Meng Lian breathed a sigh of relief and said to the old man outside the door, "Uncle Liu, my Siyu just bought some snacks a few days ago."

Then he said to Wang Siyu, "Siyu, go and get some of your snacks and share them with your little brother."

Upon hearing this, Wang Siyu went into her room, and Wang Qiang quickly followed.

"I don't know what's going on outside, but a lot of people have turned into monsters. Luckily, your family are all normal people."

As Grandpa Liu spoke, he tried to peek inside again, but Meng Lian blocked his way with her body, so he could only awkwardly say...

Upon hearing this, Meng Lian's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a sorrowful expression as she addressed the old man:

"Uncle Liu, to tell you the truth, my old man turned into a monster and bit my wife to death."

"And what about your old man?"

Upon hearing this, Grandpa Liu looked frightened. He suppressed his fear and waited outside the door for Wang Siyu to bring him snacks, glancing towards the corridor every now and then.

"My old man is tied up now."

Because the Wang family and the Liu family next door sometimes interacted, and the elderly in the family often went to square dancing together, they all knew each other, so Meng Lian didn't hide it from Grandpa Liu.

"I don't know what kind of strange disease this is. I hope the country can develop a cure for it soon." Upon hearing this, Grandpa Liu sighed heavily, his eyes filled with sorrow.

"Uncle Liu, here you go." Wang Siyu came out of the house and handed a small bag of spicy strips to Uncle Liu.

Grandpa Liu took the spicy strips, the sadness in his eyes vanishing, replaced by deep dissatisfaction.

"Siyu, why did you only take a small bag? That's not enough for my grandson!"

Lin Jingyi frowned upon hearing this, but remained silent, as this was someone else's business.

"Uncle Liu, I've almost finished eating all the snacks at home. There are so many monsters outside, I don't dare to go out and buy any more."

Wang Siyu shrugged helplessly. When he went to get the snacks, Wang Qiang followed him in and told him to take only a small bag, saying that supplies were scarce and that if he gave it to Wang Qiang, he might not have a chance to eat snacks himself.

Wang Siyu remembered her mother's instructions and reluctantly took only a small bag, which was already quite generous of her.

"Hey young man, you're seventeen or eighteen years old, why are you eating spicy snacks? My grandson is only ten years old, and he's been pestering me a lot. Go get me a few more packs."

As he spoke, Grandpa Liu nudged Wang Siyu, signaling him to go back to his room to get it.

Upon hearing this, Wang Siyu's face immediately fell, and his tone of voice lost its initial politeness.

"Uncle Liu, if your grandson wants some, go buy it for him yourself. I really don't have any left. Besides, I bought these snacks myself, so I can eat them whenever I want. Why are you bringing up my age?"

Wang Siyu disliked Grandpa Liu's grandson from the start. Not only did the grandson bully everyone at home, but he also always tried to take things from Wang Siyu. If Wang Siyu refused to give them up, he would have his grandparents come and ask for them.

If his mother hadn't given it to him today, he wouldn't have uttered a single word to his grandson.

"Hey, how can you talk to your elders like that?"

"Alright, alright, Uncle Wang, my wife just left, and Siyu is in a bad mood. Please don't blame him. Once you've got the spicy strips, hurry back and comfort Liu Bao. My son is still young, so please don't hold it against him."

Meng Lian stopped Wang Siyu, who was about to go berserk, and turned to Grandpa Liu with an apologetic expression, pushing him out of the room.

"Excuse me, we have something to attend to at home, so we can't entertain you. See you another day, Uncle Liu."

After pushing Grandpa Liu to a safe distance, Meng Lian gently closed the door.

Grandpa Liu could only take the small bag of spicy strips and go back, grumbling and cursing.

"Qiqi, I'm so sorry, you must have found this amusing." Wang Qiang, standing next to Lin Jingyi, said to her upon seeing her.

Lin Jingyi pursed his lips and said lightly, "It's quite interesting."

As she spoke, Lin Jingyi activated her divine sense, wanting to see how the old man would explain himself when he returned.

After Meng Lian closed the door, Grandpa Wang glanced around, and seeing that it was safe, he ran back to his house as fast as he could, cursing Liu Siyu as he ran.

"Dad, did you borrow it?" Grandpa Liu had just unlocked the door when he heard his son's question.

"Grandpa, I want to eat spicy strips." Grandpa Liu's grandson also reached out to Grandpa Liu.

"Stop talking. Wang Siyu next door said he's finished his snacks, and there's only this one bag left. Here, my dear grandson, take it and eat it."

As he spoke, Grandpa Liu took out the bag of spicy strips that Wang Siyu had given him from his pocket and placed it in his grandson's hand.

As for being reprimanded, he didn't want to tell his son and daughter-in-law.

"Grandpa, why is the package so small? It's not even enough for one bite. I want more."

After receiving the spicy strips, Grandpa Liu's grandson couldn't wait to open the package, ate a few bites, and then finished them.