Travel through the apocalypse and save people under the heroine's hands

Mo Yuming felt a little guilty when he saw Ling Xuan smile.

After he came back, because he didn't rest well in the observation room, he lay down and slept for a while. Unexpectedly, Ling Xuan suddenly came upstairs and said these words to him.

Forget it, even if he was discovered, Ling Xuan had no evidence.

Li Binyi also thought he was dreaming, and he woke up and had breakfast, but found that everyone was still asleep. He went upstairs and said to Mo Yuming, "Good morning, we will go to take the mission later." Maybe because he had slept for two consecutive days, he was a little dazed, like a little golden retriever who hadn't woken up yet, with a few tufts of hair on his head sticking up.

Ling Xuan's voice was filled with joy: "You don't have to go, the mission has been cancelled."

"Why was it cancelled suddenly?" Li Binyi scratched his head and gradually became more sober.

"Because there are supplies given by God in the base, there is no need for ordinary mortals like us to take risks." Ling Xuan looked at Mo Yuming leisurely.

Mo Yuming: “…” It felt great when I was writing the note, why do I feel so ashamed when it’s said out loud?

Hearing his inner voice, Ling Xuan felt a warmth surge throughout his body, especially his heart, which began to beat strongly. This time, he smiled so softly that even his eyebrows and eyes became gentle.

"In that case, let's have breakfast first." Mo Yuming felt that Ling Xuan's gaze was too strange, so he subconsciously avoided it and went downstairs.

Li Binyi looked at Ling Xuan suspiciously, and spoke to him in a less friendly tone: "Are you hiding something from us? What else do you know?"

"Nothing, let's go have breakfast." Ling Xuan went downstairs in a good mood.

"Do you need help? I want to eat white porridge." Ling Xuan said as he came behind Mo Yuming.

Did you mention white porridge on purpose?

Since Ling Xuan is playing dumb, he can continue to fool around.

Mo Yuming pretended to be speechless and took out the egg yolk pie and milk, and said to him: "Are you dreaming? How can you eat white porridge? It's too troublesome, just make do with it casually."

"Well, it will be delicious if you make white porridge~" Ling Xuan said teasingly, and then gave his chocolate pie to Mo Yuming.

"what??"

"For you to eat."

Ling Xuan is really weird.

Mo Yuming was afraid that he would do something unthinkable, so after eating, he quickly slipped away to the planting area to complete his task.

The staff in the planting area were very happy to see him and said to Mo Yuming, "Oh, it's a good thing you came. I didn't see you yesterday and I was worried that you wouldn't come next time. Let me tell you, you came at the right time. The base received a truckload of sausages and processing machines. Those of us who work in the production department can get an extra sausage for completing tasks today."

Mo Yuming exaggeratedly expressed his surprise and joy: "Really? That's great." He didn't expect that doing good deeds would benefit himself.

"Wow, it's Brother Mo." Suddenly, a young man's voice came from behind him.

Hearing this voice, Mo Yuming felt a headache.

Sure enough, it was that flaxen-haired, cat-eyed boy again.

"Great, we can work together." The young man seemed unaware that Mo Yuming was deliberately ignoring him, and came up to him enthusiastically.

"So you two know each other." The staff handed the fertilizer to the boy and said, "In that case, you two should be responsible for the same area together."

Mo Yuming thought about it and didn't refuse. He didn't know what this boy wanted to do? Since he always approached him on purpose, he would see what his intention was.

"Your hand was badly injured when we met last time, and I haven't seen you use your powers yet. Brother Mo, can you water these plants first?"

"Yeah." Mo Yuming skillfully used his water-based abilities to irrigate the surrounding plants.

Hu Jiajun narrowed his cat eyes, stretched out his hand and used his supernatural power towards the plants, making the tomato seedlings grow a little taller.

Mo Yuming thought to himself: It turns out to be a plant-related ability.

After they had promoted the growth of all the tomato seedlings, Hu Jiajun went to fertilize the seedlings.

Since he was free anyway, Mo Yuming asked for some fertilizer and fertilized the plants with him.

"Brother Mo, actually I came here to work with you. I saw you working in the plantation the day before yesterday, but you were not here yesterday, and I didn't know where to find you." Hu Jiajun spoke with a bit of the immaturity unique to minors, as if his approach was only due to the fledgling-like emotions that arose from their encounter in the observation room.

"Don't you have companions? Why are you looking for me?" Mo Yuming just felt incomprehensible.

The young man replied, "My companions were just joining us for the trip and they disbanded a long time ago. I think your team is very strong and the people seem very nice. May I join? I promise to hand over all the points I earn, and I will accept the supplies distributed by you." After he finished speaking, he lowered his eyes, and with his thin body, he looked really pitiful.

But he is a person with special abilities, and at such an age he can actually survive on the road, so he must be more than as weak as he appears.

Mo Yuming was planning to leave the team for a while to play with the four zombies. He didn't want to accept a suspicious-looking person to cause trouble for the team, so he could only answer, "No, our captain won't allow it."

"Okay." The boy seemed to be depressed, but he cheered up and said, "But it's good that I can work with you."

"Where do you live?" Mo Yuming changed the subject.

"I can't afford to rent a house by myself, so I share a house with others in a residential area in the east."

"Oh."

"By the way, we have sausages to take today. A few days ago, the people I roommates with were still discussing an S-level mission. But today this mission was cancelled, and the base also received supplies from the food processing plant. This is really amazing! They all say that these supplies are given by God. What do you think?" Hu Jiajun's gray eyes stared at Mo Yuming silently. There was no light in his eyes, like a ghost behind him.

"I don't know either. As long as I have sausages to eat, it's fine." Mo Yuming had his back to him and didn't see his eyes, acting indifferent to the matter.

Hu Jiajun laughed sarcastically and thought to himself: You're lying. I found out where you live the day before yesterday, but there was no one there when I went there yesterday. And the house seemed to be protected by something, so I couldn't get in at all. It's a pity that I couldn't kill his companion at that time.

Mo Yuming happened to be thirsty and wanted to ask Hu Jiajun if he wanted some water, but when he turned around, he saw his cold smile.

Mo Yuming: “…”

The smile on Hu Jiajun's lips froze and looked very funny when it was frozen on his face.

Mo Yuming condensed a water ball and put it into his mouth, then calmly said to him: "Don't think about doing bad things when you are young, otherwise it will ruin your appearance, and you will be beaten by adults if you do something wrong."

The boy immediately put away the evil smile on his lips, and even lowered his hands, standing in front of him like a well-behaved kitten, and forced an explanation: "Brother Mo, I just had a twitch on my face."

"Then you are in danger. You won't have a stroke at such a young age, will you?"

Hu Jiajun: “…”