Quick Transmigration: Passerby A Gets Entangled with the Male Lead

Wen Jiancheng looked at He Zhiyao's slightly timid expression and desperately tried to suppress the smile that was about to appear on his lips.

He didn't want the two of them to find out that he was secretly laughing.

At this moment, Fu Chuji's deep eyes were filled with constantly changing expressions.

In the end, he gently took He Zhiyao's soft, white hand, which was as smooth as mutton fat jade, and turned to walk towards the place where the supplies had been placed, intending to reorganize them.

No way.....

Are you just going to leave him all alone like this?

Wen Jiancheng stared wide-eyed at the two figures as they walked away, and couldn't help but wonder: was it the right decision for him to follow these two people?

Wen Jian sighed deeply, hesitated for a moment, and then silently started walking to follow the two ahead. There was really no other way; after all, Fu Chuji possessed a space that everyone envied.

Although he was capable enough to lead a group of zombies out to explore, doing so would be too conspicuous. If it attracted the attention of others and they joined forces against him, it would be a huge problem.

Moreover, occasionally getting involved in their emotional entanglement and appreciating Fu Chuji's ever-changing expressions is quite an interesting thing.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that following them isn't so bad.

When Fu arrived at the place where the supplies were stored, Fu Chuji immediately noticed the items that the zombies had carefully prepared.

The items were piled up in a dazzling array, seemingly having everything imaginable. From common weapons to ample food and various emergency medicines, even beds were prepared. This scene truly astonished Fu Chuji, leaving him speechless.

Fu Chuji stared intently at He Zhiyao, making a decision in his mind for a moment. Then, without hesitation, he swiftly and decisively stored all those things into his mysterious space.

However, Fu Chuji had never even thought of the person named Wen Jiancheng, as if this person did not exist in his mind at all.

He Zhiyao followed Fu Chuji cautiously, remaining silent the entire way and not daring to utter a single word.

She knew very well that if she accidentally said something wrong and made Fu Chuji resent Wen Jiancheng again, it would be a terrible situation.

Moreover, Wen Jiancheng in this world is able to successfully develop an antidote to the virus! In that case, when she is able to return to her original world one day, she might naturally be able to complete her mission smoothly.

At this moment, it was still early, but Fu Chuji knew the importance of speed in warfare. To avoid any unforeseen complications, he made a decisive decision—to set off for the southern base immediately.

He first took out an off-road vehicle that had been delivered the day before from his spatial storage, and then quickly filled the vehicle with gas.

However, a new problem immediately arose: who should drive the car?

Without saying a word, Fu Chuji grabbed He Zhiyao beside him and strode towards the back seat of the car, where he sat down quietly, seemingly waiting for something.

When Wen Jiancheng, who was standing to the side, saw Fu Chuji's actions, his expression did not change at all. He simply lied and said, "Sorry, I can't drive."

"If you can't drive, don't go." Fu Chuji's tone was icy, as if it could freeze the surrounding air.

Wen Jiancheng stood there speechlessly, muttering to himself, "Is it really that big of a deal? All I did was say that I've known He Zhiyao since we were kids, and this guy is treating me like I don't know him at all. He's so petty!"

Just then, He Zhiyao spoke softly, "How about I drive?" She keenly sensed that since the three of them got together, the atmosphere had become increasingly strange, as if an invisible pressure was hanging over her heart.

As soon as she finished speaking, two sharp gazes fell on He Zhiyao at the same time.

Wen Jiancheng's face immediately lit up with joy, and he hurriedly thanked her, "Thank you, Yao Yao." As he spoke, he quickly reached out and opened the back door.

However, Fu Chuji remained silent. But when he heard the word "Sister Yao Yao," the chill emanating from his body surged straight towards Wen Jiancheng as if it were a tangible substance, and the chill seemed to be even stronger than before.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Chuji and He Zhiyao got out of the car together.

He gently but firmly pulled He Zhiyao to the passenger seat and carefully helped her sit down. Then, Fu Chuji straightened up and walked steadily toward the driver's seat.

With the roar of the engine, the car sped off like an arrow.

Unexpectedly, several extremely fast zombies were following closely behind the car. They ran wildly with their fangs bared, but without making a sound.

Sitting in the car, He Zhiyao couldn't help but turn her head and gaze quietly at Fu Chuji, who was focused on driving.

A question arose in her mind: Was this person actually angry?

The answer to how she realized this situation is actually quite simple.

Since Fu Chuji resolutely chose to go on her own, when he returned, he didn't say a single word to her, yet his actions remained intimate. This unusual silence undoubtedly revealed that he was sulking!

At this moment, He Zhiyao glanced quickly at Wen Jiancheng sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror inside the car.

He couldn't help but wonder if bringing along such a gossip-loving fellow was a wise or wrong decision.

After thinking about it, I realized that pursuing even the slightest hope of completing the mission was the right thing to do.

The car never stopped for a moment along the way.

Even during mealtimes, Fu Chuji would directly take out bread and milk from that mysterious space and hand them to He Zhiyao.

After taking the food, He Zhiyao handed one of the portions to Wen Jiancheng beside her, and then ate it herself.

After quickly finishing her food, He Zhiyao wiped her mouth and turned to Fu Chuji, saying, "I'll drive now. You should eat something to fill your stomach."

However, Fu Chuji seemed not to hear her, her gaze fixed on the road ahead, and replied without turning her head, "No need, I'm not hungry."

Upon hearing this, He Zhiyao was speechless and could only shake her head helplessly.

It's important to understand that in this post-apocalyptic world, survival resources are extremely scarce, and people often resort to any means necessary for even the smallest amount of food, sometimes even abandoning their moral compass and abandoning their humanity.

But when it came to Fu Chuji, he remained unmoved by such an abundant food reserve, claiming that he felt no hunger at all.

He Zhiyao gently held the bread in her hand, carefully tore open the packaging, and then slowly brought it close to Fu Chuji's mouth.

However, Fu Chuji slightly moved her head, indicating that she did not want to eat.

Indeed, he had absolutely no appetite at that moment.

Only one thought lingered in his mind—to get to the southern base as soon as possible, deal with those who needed to be dealt with, and then find a safe and peaceful place with He Zhiyao to live a stable life.

"Eat!" He Zhiyao suddenly raised her voice, which was serious and even a little angry.