Apocalypse: No rebirth! Time to upgrade the sewers!

He quickly filled the tank with seventy or eighty pounds of gasoline and stored it all in the system space.

This amount of oil is enough to power his generator for a while.

Just as he was about to return to the sewers, he saw his down jacket.

It was covered in black blood and had a strange smell.

It's time to change my clothes.

His gaze fell on a two-story clothing store not far away.

The shop door was a roller shutter door, locked tightly.

Song Qing walked to the front of the shop and looked up.

The windows on the second floor are made of glass.

He took a few steps back, then charged forward suddenly.

He tapped his feet against the wall a few times and then sprang up.

Constitution 19, Strength 18.

This height is no different from climbing stairs for him.

He lightly gripped the second-floor windowsill with one hand, and clenched his fist with the other.

boom!

The glass shattered instantly.

Song Qing rolled over and crawled inside, landing almost silently on her feet.

The store was very dark.

But his night vision ability allowed him to see everything clearly.

This is a clothing store, with rows of clothes hanging on racks.

Just as he was about to look for some thick men's clothes.

"ah--!"

A sharp scream rang out in the store.

Song Qing was startled, his claws snapped out, and he looked in the direction of the sound.

In one corner of the shop, a small mountain of clothes and blankets was shaking.

A woman's head popped out from inside.

She was a woman who looked to be in her thirties. Although her face was full of fear and filth, you could tell that she had a very good figure and was a mature woman who still had a charming appearance.

She was wrapped in several thick blankets and was looking at Song Qing with an expression as if she were looking at a monster.

Song Qing was stunned.

The woman was terrified when she saw Song Qing, especially his dark, sharp claws.

The next second, he shouted it out again.

"ah--!"

Song Qing looked down at herself.

The down jacket was covered in bloodstains, and the claws were still sticking out.

He awkwardly wiggled his fingers and retracted the claws into his body.

He raised his hands to indicate that he meant no harm.

"Feel sorry."

"I just...want to find a few clothes."

The woman wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, her body still trembling uncontrollably, but she still mustered her courage and pointed at Song Qing with a trembling finger.

"Your hand...your hand just now..."

Song Qing hesitated for a moment.

In this day and age, order has long since disappeared, so it doesn't matter if I tell her about my superpowers.

"This is a superpower. I had it after the apocalypse," he explained simply.

He didn't mention his gluttony ability, only the basic facts.

Hearing this explanation, the woman's fear lessened a little, but she still looked at him with some apprehension.

"My name is Wang Jie, and I'm the owner of this shop." Her voice was soft and gentle.

"I...I've been trapped here for a long time, and I haven't eaten for four days."

As Wang Jie spoke, her eyes reddened.

"My daughter is still in college, I don't know how she's doing now..."

Song Qing listened quietly.

The woman before me, though her face was dirty, couldn't hide her exquisite features and mature charm. She had an oval face, short French hair, and her figure, even wrapped in a thick blanket, was undeniably curvaceous.

She spoke softly and gently, and told him everything that had happened to her.

She is practically the perfect image of a virtuous wife and loving mother.

This reminded him of Liu Jiajia.

That woman was sweet and charming in front of him, but she could knock him unconscious and hand him over to Ye Chen just to save her own life.

However, Wang Jie in front of me seems to be a different kind of person from Liu Jiajia.

With a thought, he conjured two boxes of self-heating rice out of thin air from his system space.

!!!

Wang Jie's beautiful eyes widened, her small mouth slightly open, her face filled with disbelief.

She saw with her own eyes that two boxes suddenly appeared in the man's hands.

"You... what are you doing...?"

"It's also a superpower." Song Qing didn't want to explain further and just gave a casual reply.

He skillfully tore open the packaging, poured in the water packet, and the self-heating rice quickly began to cook.

He just discovered that the system would automatically help him defrost food, but would not intervene with food that needed to be frozen.

This made him silently give the system a thumbs up in his heart.

The self-heating rice slowly released its aroma.

For someone who has been starving for four days, this aroma is a deadly temptation.

Wang Jie's stomach growled unexpectedly, and she quickly covered it, her cheeks flushing.

Song Qing handed over one of the boxes of rice that had already been heated.

"Eat."

Wang Jie looked at the steaming rice, then at Song Qing, and took it with trembling hands.

She picked up the accompanying spoon and put a mouthful of rice into her little mouth.

The moment the warm food slid down my throat, a feeling of grievance welled up inside me.

Wang Jie could no longer hold back, and she ate in small bites while tears streamed down her face.

She didn't wail loudly; even her crying seemed so gentle.

Looking at her, Song Qing felt inexplicably touched.

He took a few tissues from the shelf next to him and handed them over.

"Don't cry."

"After I finish eating, I'll take some clothes from your shop, and in exchange, I'll leave you some food and water."

That was his original plan. He had a good impression of this woman, so it wouldn't hurt to lend a hand.

Upon hearing that Song Qing was leaving, Wang Jie stopped eating.

She suddenly raised her head, her beautiful eyes filled with pleading and a last glimmer of hope.

"Could you...take me with you?"

Song Qing was stunned.

Seeing that Song Qing did not answer immediately, Wang Jie became anxious and quickly added.

"I won't be a burden to you. I can cook, and I can do all the housework!"

"Please, I really can't live here alone. I don't want to die here... I haven't seen my daughter yet..."

Her words were filled with humility.

Song Qing fell silent.

Take someone with you?

A burden?

He had just experienced betrayal and was filled with distrust of women.

but……

Looking at the woman in front of him, who was crying her eyes out but still maintained her composure, he began to make plans.

A woman who can cook and do housework.

His shelter is currently just an empty underground shell, containing nothing but a bed and a generator.

But there will be more things later.

If someone could manage it perfectly, so that you could come home to a hot meal every day...

The temptation is just too great.

Moreover, she is a mature woman who is over 1.7 meters tall, has a great figure, and is beautiful.

Even before, he rarely encountered women like this; he was always surrounded by gold diggers trying to pick him up.

In this messed-up apocalypse, there is a woman like this.

He thought for a long time, and finally looked into Wang Jie's eyes and nodded.

"it is good"

One word made Wang Jie relax completely, and her face instantly radiated the glow of someone who had survived a disaster.

"Thank you! Thank you!" she said incoherently.

Song Qing did not respond to her thanks and finished her own portion of rice.