Quick Transmigration: Don't Let an Honest Man Become a Villainous Supporting Female Character

The vehicles belonging to the team next door have been repaired, but they don't know how to get out of the desert.

They went to ask Zhang Jili, who looked at them with a blank expression and pointed to Pei Yufeng in the car.

He didn't know which way to go either; he just drove wherever Pei Yufeng told him to.

He enjoys the feeling of not having to think.

The eldest brother glanced sympathetically at Zhang Jili, who was playing in the sand, and went to find Pei Yufeng.

"Hey guys, are you also heading out of the desert? Can you take us with you?"

He was met with silence.

Boss: ...

The eldest brother frowned, as if he was thinking about something, then he smiled at Pei Yufeng and began to use sign language in front of him.

Pei Yufeng looked at him with an impatient expression.

The boss recognized that look; he had just looked at Zhang Jili with the same gaze.

He clearly didn't seem easy to talk to, and the boss slunk away.

It's no wonder he was imagining things; he had never heard Pei Yufeng's voice before.

He hadn't seen Zhang Jili and Shen Jiaxue speak to Pei Yufeng much either.

Only that seemingly innocent and well-behaved girl spoke to him, but the boss had only seen Pei Yufeng's mouth move; he had never heard his voice.

"Have you heard that person speak?" the boss asked in a low voice.

"Who? Who hasn't said anything?" a teammate shouted, glancing in Pei Yufeng's direction.

Boss: ...

He punched him directly.

The team covered their heads, looking aggrieved, and said, "Never heard of it."

The boss frowned. Did that dark-faced man even know how to speak?

The desert is much hotter today than it was a few days ago. There's no moisture in the air, and every breath is incredibly difficult.

Ji Chaoxi was taking a nap in the tent, which was half-open. She was holding a cool coat and seemed a little drowsy from the heat. The stray hairs on her forehead were wet.

Pei Yufeng entered the tent and sat down beside her, wiping her face with a wet towel. Ji Chaoxi, still asleep, impatiently pushed the towel away from his hand and clung tightly to his hand.

"Are you feeling unwell?" he asked softly.

Pei Yufeng forcibly interfered with her senses with his mental power, starting to think about places covered with glaciers, and then about the cold waters of the deep sea...

He doesn't have ice-based abilities, so he can only use this fake method to make her feel better.

While asleep, Ji Chaoxi sensed what was happening in Pei Yufeng's mind, and her tense body gradually relaxed.

Pei Yufeng looked down at Ji Chaoxi's flushed face and couldn't help but poke it.

He had poked it before.

Seeing that Ji Chaoxi was still unconscious, Pei Yufeng coughed softly and bit her cheek like a thief, his movements very quick.

He glanced guiltily at Ji Chaoxi, recalling the sensation from just now. He leaned against the tent, a smile playing on his lips.

The dried-up zombies outside kept howling. I don't know if it's because of the lack of water in the desert, but their roars were hoarser than those of zombies in other places.

The sounds of fighting could be heard outside, but inside the tent, all was peaceful.

Zhang Jili never expected that the dried-up zombies in the central area would be so ruthless. He was really about to collapse.

The superhumans in the team next to them had been living in the mountains all along and had no experience dealing with dried-up zombies. They were getting beaten up and were jumping around in circles.

Just when Zhang Jili thought they were really going to die here, the heads of those dried-up zombies were suddenly charred and lay stiffly in the desert.

Zhang Jili wiped the blood from his mouth and whispered, "He only makes a move when we're almost dead. Does he not like us?"

Shen Jiaxue said helplessly, "You're only just realizing that now?"

Pei Yufeng wished that the whole world consisted only of him and Ji Chaoxi.

Zhang Jili said with a smug look on his face, "Let me tell you, I shouted so loudly just now because I wanted to wake up Sister Chaoxi. Once Sister Chaoxi was awake, he would definitely make a move."

Shen Jiaxue looked at him in surprise, not expecting him to have such a brain. Zhang Jili raised an eyebrow.

Just then, a dried-up zombie suddenly stood up.

"Holy crap!" Zhang Jili was startled.

How come one was missed this time?

The dried-up zombie was also startled by Zhang Jili and immediately lay down in the sand, trying to play dead.

Shen Jiaxue: ...

She stepped forward and kicked the zombie on the ground. The zombie suddenly let out a hoarse cry and kept wailing.

"It has awakened." Shen Jiaxue looked at it quietly.

Curious, Zhang Jili squatted down and poked it: "You've awakened, so why are you still so stupid?"

Shen Jiaxue wasn't very interested in it and walked away, saying, "It probably only has memories from a few years ago."

Zhang Jili originally intended to kill it directly, but seeing how it kept digging in the sand trying to bury itself, he decided not to kill it.

He sat back down and prepared to drink some water, but as he was drinking, he suddenly caught a longing look in his peripheral vision.

"puff--"

Zhang Jili met the eyes of the two skeletons and was startled.

He wiped his mouth and silently looked at the dried-up zombie beside him.

The dried-up zombie sat beside him, watching him silently.

Shen Jiaxue, who witnessed everything from the other side: ...

Zhang Jili tentatively gave the dried-up zombie some water, and it actually drank it. After finishing, it buried itself in the sand again.

Night fell, and the mountain air grew cool. The dilapidated prison had been renovated considerably, and a sentry tower stood nearby, with the sound of earthen bells ringing incessantly from the mountains.

Yan Jiasui stood on the watchtower, calmly watching the zombies fall into the trench one after another through the binoculars.

This V-shaped trench was built by ordinary people in the base. It's about 3 meters deep, and ordinary zombies would fall right into it.

Several rows of people stood near the base, each holding crossbows and Molotov cocktails, relentlessly attacking the zombies in the trenches.

Looking at the excited expressions on the faces of the ordinary people outside, Yan Jiasui's eyes were full of smiles.

"I was too naive before. I always thought that giving supplies was good for everyone. Now I see that we still need to get everyone involved."

Even in the apocalypse, we must help these ordinary people find their own value.

Wen Ruixin said softly, "Not everyone can do it from the start. Sister Jia Sui, you've done a fantastic job."

Not everyone can do this; most superhumans simply use ordinary people as human shields.

Yan Jiasui looked at Wen Ruixin tenderly, her eyes full of anticipation for the future: "Ruixin, when you lead the team in the future, you will definitely do a better job than me."

To be honest, she wasn't tough enough. If Ruixin hadn't helped her these past few days, she probably wouldn't have been able to control those people.

The wind gently blew Yan Jiasui's hair over her shoulders, and a few strands of black hair brushed against her eyebrows and eyes.

Wen Ruixin withdrew her gaze and looked down at the burning zombies below.

She won't lead the team, and she's never thought about going anywhere else.