Apocalypse: No rebirth! Time to upgrade the sewers!

Chapter 90 Little Glutton

"What's wrong with this girl?"

Song Qing muttered something to himself and reached out to touch the light switch on the wall.

However, he had just raised his hand.

A force suddenly struck him from the side and hit him directly.

Caught off guard, Song Qing stumbled and was pushed onto the bed.

boom!

The door behind him closed with a click, and the sound of it being locked echoed.

Before he could even speak.

pat.

The room lights came on.

Song Qing sat up and met a pair of bright, sparkling eyes.

Bai Ruolin was squatting right in front of him, very close.

The little girl's cheeks were as red as ripe apples, and her big eyes had turned into heart shapes, sparkling with pink light.

Song Qing was taken aback by her appearance.

He sat up and looked at Bai Ruolin, who was squatting in front of him.

"What's wrong, Wakabayashi?"

The little girl's breathing became a bit rapid.

Song Qing called out again.

"Wakabayashi?"

The little girl slowly raised her head, and on her rosy face, her big eyes had completely turned into the shape of a peach heart.

"Brother Song... Brother Song."

Looking at her like this, Song Qing roughly understood what was going on.

"You just did it to Sister Gu Ya, and I... I want it too," Bai Ruolin said, enunciating each word clearly.

Song Qing suddenly realized.

So it turns out this little girl was jealous.

He looked at her with amusement and said something.

"Your mother and the others are still next door."

Bai Ruolin shook her head vigorously.

"I don't care, I want it."

Bai Ruolin, who was squatting in front of Song Qing, slowly opened her cherry-like mouth and then leaned closer little by little.

.....

A long time passed.

Just then.

knock knock knock.

A knock came at the door.

From outside the door came Wang Jie's inquiry.

"Honey, are you in there?"

Bai Ruolin said directly.

"Mom, Brother Song isn't here. He just said... he has to go out for a bit."

Wang Jie paused outside the door for a moment, then continued to ask.

"Oh, really... Wakabayashi, what are you eating?"

"I...I'm eating bread. Brother Song just gave it to me."

There was a moment of silence outside the door.

Then, Gu Ya's calm yet gentle voice rang out.

"Sister Wang, don't you trust your husband's abilities? Since he's gone out, he must have his own business to attend to. Ordinary people can't possibly run into him. Let's go upstairs and wait for a while."

Wang Jie still seemed a little uneasy, but she agreed nonetheless.

"Okay... let's go up first."

The footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

Song Qing listened until the commotion outside had completely disappeared before looking down at Bai Ruolin, who was still squatting in the same spot.

He couldn't help but speak up.

"You're really brave, girl."

Bai Ruolin raised her head, her little face flushed.

She licked her lips, and her big eyes began to sparkle with pink light again.

"I'm not afraid."

"I'm so happy to be with Brother Song."

The little girl said this with a straight face.

Looking at the shy yet smug expression on her face, Song Qing shook her head helplessly.

That little brat is a real little devil.

Then, once again, she slowly opened her cherry-like mouth.

......

A long time passed.

The space on the first floor was slightly distorted, and Song Qing's figure appeared from within it.

He had just steadied himself when he heard Wang Jie's concerned words.

"Honey, you're back?" Wang Jie quickly stood up from the sofa, ran to his side, and naturally took his arm. "It's so late at night, you shouldn't go out anymore, it's too dangerous outside."

Song Qing felt a moment of awkwardness as she looked at her hand holding his.

He didn't go out at all.

How could Wang Jie know that he was in Bai Ruolin's room just now?

"It's nothing, I just took a look around the neighborhood." Song Qing smiled at Wang Jie.

Wang Jie felt relieved after seeing Song Qing speaking gently to her.

"Honey, why is your face so red?"

Gu Ya's voice came from the side; she was scrutinizing Song Qing.

Song Qing lied without batting an eye.

"I just killed a few zombies outside, and I'm a bit sweaty and hot."

Gu Ya believed it and walked over, pulling Song Qing's hand and pressing him down onto the sofa.

"Honey, you rest for a bit, I'll go get you a glass of water."

Song Qing smiled awkwardly and didn't say anything.

He picked up his phone, wanting to see if there were any new messages.

He noticed that the neighborhood group chat was unusually lively today.

He opened the group chat.

The screen was instantly flooded with comments.

"Song Qing, you heartless bastard! Come out here! You've killed my mother!"

"Give me some food now! Or I'll come looking for you! We know you're around here!"

"Song Qing! You executioner! Get me the food right now!"

One after another, messages filled with resentment and curses poured in.

Song Qing's eyebrows furrowed.

Who is this person? They just suddenly appeared and started cursing at him for no reason.

His mind was racing.

Then I remembered.

That happened after he destroyed Ye Chen's villa.

To thoroughly disgust Ye Chen, he ordered the survivors in the community to scavenge supplies from the ruins of Ye Chen's villa.

Behind them, a group of greedy old men and women arrived.

At first, the group of people were timid and hesitant to come out.

When they saw that the first group had actually brought back food, they rushed out like hyenas smelling blood.

Not only that, they also demanded that he hand over more things.

Song Qing recalled that he directly crippled that group of people.

In this post-apocalyptic world where medical care is virtually nonexistent, the consequences of penetrating wounds if not treated promptly are self-evident.

Infection, fever, and then death.

It seems that some people didn't make it through.

He clicked on the profile picture of the person who was shouting the loudest and glanced at the chat history.

really.

This person named Wang Guoguo has been cursing him for six or seven days in a row.

Song Qing herself had almost forgotten about this.

He replied by typing.

"Wang Guoguo, send me your location, and I'll bring you food tomorrow."

Do you deliver food?

A cold smile flickered across Song Qing's mind.

This person has been cursing him for almost a week.

If we simply give him a quick death, that would be too lenient of him.