Survival in the neighborhood: Give me a piece of bread every day

A familiar scent of shower gel wafted to Chen An's nose.

He turned to look in the direction of the bedroom, where Luo Qing, who had just washed up, was standing.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen."

Luo Qing remained calm as she expressed her gratitude.

However, Chen An didn't expect her to be overly grateful.

"No need, please sit wherever you like. I have a few questions for you."

As Chen An spoke, he raised his chin, indicating that she could sit on the bed or the recliner.

Luo Qing glanced at it, then sat back in her recliner, her tone still indifferent.

"What does Mr. Chen want to know? I won't lie to you about anything I know."

She is used to recording accurate data and dislikes lying.

Even when communicating with them, she speaks her mind without reservation.

I would never lie to you.

Moreover, he said he would catch monsters for her to study, so they need to exchange information even more.

Chen An saw that her emotions were almost unmoved, so he didn't take it to heart.

Instead, he went straight to the point and asked, "When did your world become like this?"

"Ten years ago."

Luo Qing answered decisively, without the slightest hesitation.

She leaned back in the recliner, her arm resting on the armrest.

My gaze drifts to one spot, and the scene from that time floats into my mind.

"One afternoon ten years ago, everything was normal until suddenly dark clouds gathered and the sun was blocked by thick clouds."

"Everyone thought it was just a simple cloudy day, but who knew that since that afternoon, the sun had disappeared, and all sorts of monsters appeared all over the world, killing everywhere."

"At first, the nation could resist, but as the monsters grew stronger, the nation couldn't hold on and fell apart, resulting in widespread human death. I think by now, humanity in our world should be almost wiped out."

Luo Qing spoke casually.

She didn't seem to be talking about the terrible things happening in her world.

It's like telling a story from a folk tale.

Especially when she guessed that almost all of humanity in this world was dead, her tone was very relaxed, showing no emotional fluctuation whatsoever.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ziyan and the other girls exchanged bewildered glances.

Wang Ziyan frowned as she looked at the composed Luo Qing, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

Does this woman have no heart?

So many people died trying to save her, yet she remained completely unmoved.

However, whenever she talks about disassembling something for research, her eyes light up with enthusiasm.

She pursed her lips and remained silent, only feeling that Luo Qing was too cold.

Chen An glanced at the expressions of Wang Ziyan and the other girls.

She glanced at the composed and calm Luo Qing.

You can probably guess what they're thinking.

However, Chen An decided to continue asking questions.

"Where's your underground research facility? Are you the only one left?"

Luo Qing nodded: "Yes, the others died while protecting me, or while searching for food and research materials."

Her tone remained calm.

However, the breathing of the other people in the room unconsciously became heavier.

Chen An frowned and leaned forward slightly: "Why are they protecting you like this?"

The other girls also pricked up their ears, wanting to know how she would answer.

Her statement should be convincing to the public.

"They say my research might save our world, and they see me as a savior."

Luo Qing's expression was calm, and her tone was composed.

It made it impossible to detect a trace of grief or sorrow.

As soon as she finished speaking...

Upon hearing this, Bailu frowned and muttered under his breath, "Load the cargo."

She felt that her mindset was pretty good.

No one but Chen An could move her.

No matter how much her teammates flattered her, she just listened and didn't take it to heart.

But when she looked at Luo Qing's expression that seemed to say, "You all regard me as your savior, but I don't understand what compassion is at all," she was deeply moved.

An unnamed fire ignited within her, and she didn't want to suppress it at all.

She understood that individual abilities were limited, and even with the ability to control monsters, she couldn't easily shoulder the responsibility of saving the world.

But the people around her were willing to believe in her, and even willing to die for her.

Even if those people did it voluntarily.

But she showed no reaction whatsoever; she was utterly indifferent.

Beside her, Bai Mengjie bit her lip and stared at Luo Qing, feeling as if a heavy stone was pressing on her heart.

She muttered very softly, "How can they be so indifferent?"

They regarded Luo Qing as their savior and died to protect her, but she didn't care about their deaths at all!

Being engrossed in research is a good thing, but lacking any human touch is truly unacceptable!

She murmured, her eyes quickly reddening.

Bai Mengjie turned to look at Chen An.

The man's lack of obvious expression suggests that he may not have a deep understanding of these things.

Therefore, she took a deep breath, got up and walked towards the bathroom.

Chen An also felt that Luo Qing was too calm.

Like a cold-blooded animal without emotions.

But he had also seen how Luo Qing was when she was interested in certain things, lively and crazy.

For a moment, Chen An was also curious about what had made her become like this.

Chen An suppressed his curiosity for the moment and then asked, "Luo Qing, how many monsters can you control now?"

"Since I gained that ability, I have been constantly researching and dissecting monsters. Over the years, my abilities have improved quite a bit. Now I can control multiple monsters. For example, the insects I am controlling today, I can control a dozen or twenty at a time without any problem."

When Luo Qing talked about monsters and research, her eyes lit up and her voice rose slightly.

"What a cold-blooded research madman."

Wang Ziyan muttered to herself.

She just spoke a lot, mentioning the deaths of many people, including her colleagues who were protecting her, but she remained calm and showed no emotional fluctuations.

But when she talked about the research, her eyes lit up instantly.

If those colleagues who died for her had known she was such an ungrateful person, they wouldn't have risked their lives for her.

Wang Ziyan didn't interrupt Chen An's questions, but instead lowered her head to process this awkward feeling on her own.

Chen An did not make a judgment on Luo Qing's behavior.

It was also not said that Wang Ziyan and the others were too temperamental.

He unscrewed the cap of the Coke, took two sips, and then asked other questions.

"Have you seen those people wearing red and black cloaks? Are they local residents?"

He knew far too little about the cloaked man.

Even when he contacted resident number 100000, he was unable to provide any information.

The concealment made him unable to trust the cloaked man.

"I don't know," Luo Qing replied truthfully. "I've seen them, but I wasn't interested in talking to them. Whenever I have research specimens, I spend all day studying monsters in the underground research institute, so I know very little about the outside world."

Chen An took a breath and then slowly exhaled.

Even she, a local, knew nothing about the cloaked people.

It seems the cloaked man is truly mysterious.

Or perhaps, he asked the wrong person.

Luo Qing is a research fanatic who is oblivious to everything around him, which is why he knows nothing.

It would be great if he could meet other locals.

Since the cloaked figures exist, they should leave traces and be known to others.

He didn't insist, but calmly said, "Well, I'm fine for now. You should rest for a while."