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Chapter 612 Chance Encounter
Early the next morning.

San San was startled when she came out of the bedroom.

Although she was blind, her senses were still quite sharp, and she immediately sensed that there was someone standing there in the room.

Both bedrooms were connected to the outer room, and that person stood in the way, blocking all exits.

Could someone really dare to break into someone else's home? No, my brother came back yesterday, is he trying to take advantage of the situation?
San San swallowed hard, then groped for a stick next to him.

She didn't think she could handle the intruders, but it was strictly forbidden, and if she made a big fuss, who knew?
However, in her senses, the figure seemed to move slightly.

Her heart leaped into her throat, and San San instinctively wanted to swing her frail 'weapon'—but then, a familiar voice suddenly rang out.

"Oh, it's San San! Why are you up so early?"

"elder brother?"

"It's me, what's wrong?"

The little girl was plunged into a wave of confusion.

"Don't you usually sleep in late? And why are you standing there silently so early in the morning? What happened?"

Zhou You didn't answer, but instead yawned loudly.

—Just to be on the safe side, he had been keeping watch at the door since last night, only managing to doze off for a short while, but by dawn, he hadn't received any support from the other side.

They didn't even offer any support, let alone take revenge by killing those three.

"Could they really just be passing by? But that's strange, how did they end up in someone else's house and start rummaging through things?"

"Brother, what are you saying?"

Seeing that San San was increasingly puzzled, Zhou You shook his head and said.

"It's nothing, just think of it as your brother's periodic tantrums. By the way, San San."

This reason was rather flimsy, but out of trust in her brother, San San didn't doubt it and simply replied.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Do you have any plans for today?

Upon hearing this question, the little girl immediately replied happily.

"Now that you're back, brother, I can go out of the house—the little mushroom patch behind the house needs some tending. It's not harvest time yet, but once it's ripe, it'll be enough for several days' worth of food. Also, a few leaky spots need fixing, and..."

San San kept rambling on and on, but what she was talking about was basically all sorts of housework—after listening to the end, Zhou You finally couldn't help but ask.

"Um, I mean, do you have any entertainment activities or anything like that?"

As if she had heard some unfamiliar term, San San tilted her little head.

What are recreational activities?

"It refers to leisure and recreational activities on weekdays, where you don't have to work and can relax your mind and body."

San San pondered this question for a long time before finally speaking.

"Brother, I haven't looked at the Braille books you brought back for me before. I was worried about your safety, so I didn't have the heart to read them. Now that I'm at ease, maybe I can take a look."

"Never mind, since there's nothing else, then do me a small favor."

The little girl answered decisively.

"Then what do I need to do?"

Without asking what kind of help they wanted or how they wanted to help, they simply gave a positive answer.

They are indeed a good brother and sister. The brother works hard for his sister, and the sister trusts her brother unconditionally.

unfortunately
Shaking his head to clear those inexplicable emotions from his mind, Zhou You continued speaking to San San.

"It's nothing, it's just that, as you know, my memory is a little hazy. Could you show me around and help me get familiar with this place?"

Zhou You ultimately decided to put aside his doubts and first figure out what the situation was like here.

The script is permeated with an eerie atmosphere from the inside out. The wasteland above ground is fraught with danger, and underground, after yesterday's events, it doesn't feel very safe either. He needs to understand his situation in order to make proper arrangements for what to do next.

As for why I brought San San along...

To be honest, although there were strict orders from above, and nothing happened when the original owner of this body left, he was still a little worried about leaving such a blind girl at home.

On the bright side, San San is blind in one eye and he is crippled in the other; together, they make a perfect "disabled and incomplete" combination.

Okay, that's a bit abstract.

But while he was lost in thought, the little girl had already led him quite a distance.

Although San San couldn't see clearly, she had lived here for a long time and could determine where she was based on some subtle traces.

He was seen leaning on a white cane, skillfully probing the way as he spoke to Zhou You.

"The supply distribution center is just outside the shack area, which is also where you bought groceries yesterday, brother. Things here aren't too expensive, and you can often find some edible items that aren't very good in appearance."

—Sewage was flowing everywhere, and the stench was unbearable. Although I had already seen it yesterday, this place was more like a public toilet than a vegetable market. If this were in real life, it would probably have been reported by the surrounding residents eight hundred times over. Perhaps only those guys in India could stand this smell.
"This is the district government office. Please be careful, sir. Ordinary people are not allowed to enter here. No matter how big the matter is, you have to submit an appeal first. If you accidentally wander in..."

The consequences are self-evident. Zhou You had just seen a man crying out for justice being thrown out. He had been beaten so badly he was barely recognizable as a human, and was clearly barely breathing.

"This is a residential area, where a small number of wealthy and influential people live. I heard they have unlimited access to clean water and electricity. I wonder when we'll be able to move here."

What the little girl envied were only the dilapidated tin shacks; to be honest, judging from the outside alone, even the workers' living quarters on the construction site were better than these.
As he walked, Zhou You had already silently sketched out a blueprint in his mind.

This underground area, though called a city, is really just a collection of several scattered settlements put together. The so-called mayor is at most a high-ranking official. The people's quality of life is very poor, there is virtually no industry, and infrastructure such as electricity is basically maintained by things left over from air-raid shelters. If anything is damaged, scavengers have to risk their lives to find spare parts in the wasteland.
Food and water were extremely scarce. Apart from a few water purification facilities, the rest of the people had to fetch some foul-smelling groundwater. Food was also completely insufficient, and they could only rely on caravans that came from time to time to trade for some strange products.

To summarize in simpler terms.

This is a rotten world.

Just as Zhou You was carefully considering how to escape from this damned place, a sudden inspiration flashed through his mind, and then, as if sensing something, he turned his gaze to the other side.

He nudged the girl next to him and whispered.

"San San, where is that over there?"

The little girl tapped around a few times with her cane and then immediately answered.

"That's the trading area, usually where people exchange useful items. What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just a sudden thought, I just wanted to go and take a look."

Without waiting for San San's reply, he pulled the little girl into the shack. Compared to the outside, it was indeed cleaner, but only relatively speaking—it was merely an evolution from a filthy public toilet to one that was occasionally maintained by someone. Inside, there were a dozen or so stalls scattered haphazardly, and occasionally one could hear a few weak cries of vendors.

Here, everyone who sets up a stall has to pay an extra tax, so there aren't many people. Zhou You led San San and headed straight for the first stall.

The display case contained various hardware items, mostly screws, chucks, locks, and the like—common things, nothing rare at all, yet priced accordingly.
To put it simply, if Zhou You spent 100 on all the food he bought yesterday, then the price of just one lock alone would be over 500.

This isn't just a matter of whether it's expensive or not; it's downright outrageous.

When Zhou You came over, the stall owner just lazily raised his head and glanced at the two of them—and then naturally saw the crippled leg and San San's eyes covered by a white cloth.

So in the blink of an eye, he lost all interest.

Zhou You smiled at this indifferent attitude and didn't care. He simply picked up a buckle from the stall and asked.

"Hey bro, how much is this?"

"Isn't it written on the sign next to it?"

"What I mean is, can you give me a discount?"

It was a very ordinary negotiation, but the stall owner sneered, spat a mouthful of phlegm on the ground, and then spoke.

"Lower the price? Do you think you can afford it if it's cheaper? You scum from the slums should just stay in the slums. Aren't the garbage you collect every day enough for your needs? Stop bothering me!"

This is not an isolated case.

At the same time, dozens of eyes around them were focused on Zhou You's back.

Even though there were hardly any customers at the moment, all the vendors here seemed extremely unwelcoming.

That's human nature; those in a slightly higher position always like to look down on those in a lower position, in order to satisfy their pathetic vanity and ego.
As for Zhou You's opinion?
He treated everyone the same, thinking they were all just idiots.

So he just smiled and said it.

"Don't say that. I just went through the wasteland a while ago and I still have some extra money on hand. Otherwise, I wouldn't be here shopping, would I?"

"People from the shantytowns going to scavenge? What good stuff do you think you'll find? Don't joke with your grandpa, wait a minute."

As they were talking, the stall owner suddenly noticed something and focused his gaze on San San—especially her delicate face.

Then, the guy had a look of sudden realization.

"The goods and the person? You should have said so earlier, you've left me completely confused—alright, I'm really sorry for my attitude earlier. Although your goods are a bit visually impaired, they're quite good-looking, and many people have this kind of special interest. Stop rambling, give me a price, I happen to have some connections."

As he spoke, he reached out his hand, wanting to touch the little girl's timid face.

But the next second, he was slapped down.

".What do you mean?"

Zhou You still had a big smile on his face.

"Excuse me, brother, this is my sister."

"What's wrong with your sister? I wouldn't take her if you'd abducted her. In this world, people will sell their own mothers for food, let alone their own sisters. Our boss took one in a while ago; she's over thirty, but she's still incredibly attractive."

"But this is not for sale."

Upon hearing this, the stall owner was taken aback, but quickly his expression turned fierce.

"Damn it, are you trying to mess with me? You've wasted so much of my time. You have no choice but to do this business, whether you want to or not."

As he spoke, he pulled a machete from under the chair.

Meanwhile, several people around him were also watching Zhou You with predatory eyes.

It's always refreshing! I never expected that there would be a scene of selling cut cakes in the script.

It was obvious that the stall owner didn't take his two disabled friends seriously.

Similarly, Zhou You didn't take him seriously either.

This time, however, Zhou You did not make a move. Instead, he crossed his arms and protected San San, who was trying to pull him away, behind him, and then looked at her with a smile.

To be honest, the smile was quite ordinary, but a few seconds later, the stall owner still flew into a rage.

—No other reason than that the provocative look in that person's eyes was just too much.

This guy clearly thinks he's an idiot!

Looking around and seeing that the manager was not there, the stall owner immediately decided to give Zhou You a bloody lesson.

Otherwise.

The next second, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back, and then he involuntarily fell forward, his mouth hitting a lock, which instantly turned red.

Who the hell attacked me?!

Anyone who can survive in this place must be ruthless—otherwise, they would have been easy prey long ago. He grabbed his weapon and turned around, ready to fight that guy to the death.

However, he was immediately taken aback.

"Bald Luo? Weren't you captured by the Heyuan Society? How are you still alive?"

The person who kicked him down just gave a ferocious smile.

"Look at what you're saying! I've always been lucky with my life. How could such a small thing kill me? But judging from your expression, you seem quite disappointed that I didn't die."

The fearless stall owner instinctively shrank back—but he immediately remembered that he was in the right and retorted.

"Okay, I admit I misspoke, but why did you kick me?"

"You're blocking my way, who else should I kick if not you?"

"Are you fucking being unreasonable?"

"Wow, the world's ending, ghosts and monsters are running rampant, and you still want to reason with this thing? If you're so aggrieved, why don't you cry to your mother and ask for milk?"

"You—" The stall owner was about to get angry, but after thinking about it, he actually backed down. "Fine, I won't bother with you, you persistent pest. Getting stuck with you is never a good thing. I'll just admit defeat, okay?"

After saying that, the guy packed up his things and left without even setting up his stall.

Several other eyes turned to him, but he just glared at them and then looked away.

Zhou You looked at the man and simply smiled.

"What immense power you wield! It's only been a day since I last saw you, how come you've suddenly become so formidable, Luo Liangde?"

(End of this chapter)