Ch 113: TGCIR

Shen Cheng stared in astonishment as a row of women entered the tent.

Their attire had a distinct post apocalyptic style, with clothes that seemed to be lacking in thorough cleaning due to limited access to clean water, leaving a layer of dust on them. Some women wore only thin camisoles or dirty tank tops, exposing their slender, even disproportionate, bodies, clearly showing signs of malnourishment and lack of warmth.

Before Li Weilan could say anything, seeing the woman at the front who lowered her eyes and looked submissive, the words he intended to say were swallowed back. He furrowed his brow slightly, turning his puzzled gaze to the side towards Old Li.

The middle-aged man smiled obsequiously at him.

The woman didn’t even lift her head to look at him, perhaps the hardships of life had worn away all her arrogance and confidence. The unsheltered days had tempered her pride, and she stood with the row of women in front of him, bowing her head meekly, waiting for his selection.

Old Li chuckled, “Honored guest, would you like to spend the night here? Our tents come with services. If you choose to stay, just pick the one whose tent you fancy.”

Signs hung in front of each woman, indicating the tent’s number. They were there to provide services, and the accommodation fee included their service charges.

Li Weilan remained silent for a while, then finally smiled, “Very well, then. I’ll stay for one night.”

Hearing his voice, Lin Xiu couldn’t believe her eyes.

Her face changed drastically, and when she saw Li Weilan’s face clearly, she staggered back, her expression turning ghostly.

For her, it was indeed like seeing a ghost.

No, not even ghosts were this terrifying.

How could he be here, smiling at her, dressed neatly with fair skin and shiny black hair? He looked well-off, with ample vitality and vigor. How could he be doing well? Wasn’t he supposed to have died in the research institute, bones rotting away?

In over two years, it seemed like time hadn’t left a trace on his face, and even his handsome features seemed even more refined.

Shen Cheng was actually quite surprised that Li Weilan didn’t immediately start causing trouble or seek revenge the moment he arrived. He was even smiling. The woman in front of him remained silent for a long time, then lowered her head again, trying to diminish her presence, and subtly made a gesture towards the tent entrance. Shen Cheng could clearly see on her phone screen that people were gathering outside the tent, all holding firearms, including a sniper rifle already aimed in Li Weilan’s direction.

“Lan Lan, there’s a sniper outside,” Shen Cheng’s anxious voice rang in his ears.

Li Weilan gestured back to her with an OK sign behind his back: Don’t worry, I know.

This was to reassure her.

As long as he knew, it was fine.

Shen Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Lin Xiu’s face, now showing signs of fatigue with a slightly tanned and dirty complexion, and the vaguely discernible, delicate and cute features on her face, and furrowed her brow slightly.

She was now starting to wonder why this girl, who was so good-looking, could be so ruthless, willing to sell even this handsome man for a bit of pocket money to the research institute, and even sell her own boyfriend, ultimately ending up in this situation.

Hmph, there must be more to this story that the girl hadn’t told.

Li Weilan heard Shen Cheng’s warning. Even if she hadn’t told him, his heart was always on guard, remaining vigilant enough. Shen Cheng didn’t know much about these mobile vendors in the wasteland, but Li Weilan did. While these people followed the rules when facing large groups in the main base, they could easily turn into bandits and robbers when facing individual travelers.

As for whether they would use wine, women, or empty your supply box, or resort to robbery, many times there would be someone dedicated to signaling and observing in these groups.

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A whooshing sound cut through the air as the sniper’s shot, aimed with certainty, was fired. Old Li’s obsequious smile had barely frozen on his lips, and Lin Xiu’s face, filled with sorrow and resentment, had just mixed when the man they thought would be splattered with blood five steps away suddenly blurred like a ghost. It was unclear what method he used, but the next moment, he had disappeared from the tent.

Li Weilan met the incredulous gaze of the sniper at the entrance.

It was impossible. He had been inside the tent just a second ago, so why had he appeared in front of them the next second? Did he teleport? Did his metal-based ability deflect the bullets?

“He’s a spatial ability user. Don’t be afraid; he has no attack capability,” a woman’s sharp voice came from behind.

The sniper’s mind shook. Did the spatial ability just store his bullets? He immediately kept pulling the trigger, while his companion with the handgun also fired, the gunfire erupting relentlessly, recklessly aimed at the man.

Suddenly, Li Weilan’s clothes expanded, and a thin film-like water curtain suddenly unfolded on his previously calm face. The bullets stopped just centimeters away from his face, floating in the air for a few seconds before weakly falling down.

“Armor. This is defensive armor,” someone knowledgeable immediately shouted.

When Noah Base’s people swept through, they encountered people from other bases. They were well-informed merchants and had naturally heard of the legendary Noah armor and light armor, but it was the first time they had seen it with their own eyes.

Noah Base never directly traded equipment outside. Even the few sets that leaked out were obtained by exchanging materials, which were extremely valuable.

At the thought of what kind of rich rewards they could get if they killed this man, even those who had been bystanders rushed forward. The light curtain around Li Weilan’s body grew fainter and fainter. To them, this signaled that the protective equipment on his body was about to fail.

Behind Li Weilan, a dark knife silently appeared out of nowhere, like a ghost, with blood stains and traces of dark green on its blade. It moved like lightning, and Lin Xiu’s mouth slightly curved up.

Her smile froze before it could even fully form.

It was as if there were eyes behind Li Weilan. He moved in a flash, his palm striking the void. The man hidden in the air with the knife was grabbed by him and thrown to the ground. In just a few seconds, there were guns and people lying all over the ground.

Li Weilan grabbed the sniper by the neck, choking him until his face turned red and he struggled desperately, but even the wrist holding his neck couldn’t budge. The armor on the young and handsome man’s body had retracted, returning to ordinary clothes, yet he still wore a carefree smile on his face.

Old Li suddenly understood.

He received a slap on his face with a “smack,” and fell to his knees with a “thud.” “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. We were blind.”

Those who knelt too slowly died.

Trembling, Old Li suddenly pushed Lin Xiu hard. “You damned thing, you couldn’t recognize Mount Tai!”

Li Weilan played with the gun in his hand. With a click, he suddenly made a gesture as if aiming. When Old Li suddenly felt a surge of heat, he slowly aimed the barrel of the gun at Lin Xiu. “Lin Xiu, do you regret it now?”

In the past, Jiang Qiu always prioritized her, making sure she had delicious food and useful things, even if he had to go without. Hearing him call out Lin Xiu’s name, Old Li raised his head incredulously, glaring at Lin Xiu. She had changed her name long ago; here, she was just Xiu Xiu. How could this person call out her full name in one breath? If they didn’t know each other, who would believe it?

Lin Xiu ignored Old Li’s anger.

She suddenly laughed.

“Li Weilan,” she suddenly shook her head, cold anger mingling with the cold light in her eyes, “if you want to kill, just do it. Regrets? Go to hell with your damn regrets!”

She cursed fiercely.

Li Weilan didn’t get angry.

He even looked at Lin Xiu with a calm demeanor. “Why do you hate me?”

Lin Xiu stared at him with hatred. If it weren’t for Old Li holding her back with all his might, Shen Cheng even suspected that she would have gone up and bitten Li Weilan to death if she could.

Kid, did you really do something to upset the girl?

Although Shen Cheng didn’t dare to ask, she had to admit that this weird thought flashed through her mind for a second. It wasn’t until she saw a bunch of question marks appear above Li Weilan’s head, accompanied by a dark cloud, and even his voice filled with doubt under Lin Xiu’s extreme anger, that she realized, “You hate me so much, I almost suspect that at some point, without my knowledge, something undescribable happened between us.”

Though it was really miserable, Shen Cheng couldn’t help but laugh like a fool in front of her phone. Was there anyone who could mock themselves like this? He looked so confused, poor little Lanlan.

Shen Cheng reached out and poked Li Weilan’s puzzled face, making two dimples appear. At the same time, she muttered to herself, “Could it be that you really have amnesia or something? Ew, it’s kind of disgusting.”

Li Weilan stiffened. He felt as disgusted as if he had swallowed a fly.

It was just a joke from him, but when Shen Cheng said it like that, he couldn’t let this question linger between them. He vigorously shook the hand behind his back, indicating desperately that there was absolutely no truth to it, joking about amnesia? How could that be possible?

Shen Cheng couldn’t help but burst into laughter at what she saw.

While the two of them were fooling around here, Lin Xiu, who heard what Li Weilan said, also froze. She glared fiercely at Li Weilan, her chest heaving with anger, unable to speak.

Indeed, Li Weilan did have this doubt. Lin Xiu was his roommate’s girlfriend, and regarding this relationship, even in the desperate and crude conditions on the run, he had always been proper, not even glancing improperly.

But why was it that while he, the victim, remained calm, Lin Xiu behaved as if he had desecrated her ancestors’ graves?

What kind of mentality was this?

If he hadn’t been sure that he had never abandoned anyone halfway, he would have really wondered if his memory had deviated. Wasn’t he the victim, but rather someone who wronged others?

Li Weilan’s confusion, in Lin Xiu’s eyes, turned into naked ridicule.

“Do you not know how much influence you have on Jiang Qiu?” Lin Xiu glared angrily at him. “Even though I am his girlfriend, he entrusted his interests to you. Whenever we went out on raids, it was always you two together, while I could only stay at home washing your stinky clothes and socks. And that last time, I told him that we couldn’t protect you anyway, so we might as well inform the Institute about your situation early, to avoid getting dragged into it ourselves. Jiang Qiu actually slapped me, even though he’s supposed to be my boyfriend. But I’m still not as important as his roommate.”

“That’s it?”

This was a question not only Li Weilan wanted to ask, but even Shen Cheng in front of the screen wanted to ask.

Is this all there is to it? Do you have a skewed understanding of human life? You sold out someone who had never wronged you, just because of your jealousy, and even years later, you don’t regret it. You don’t even feel remorse for causing the death of your own boyfriend. Isn’t that guilt?

“What do you mean, ‘that’s it’?” Lin Xiu jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She noticed even Old Li looking at her with a puzzled and bewildered expression. These stinking men knew what?

Her inner anger surged. “What do you mean by ‘that’s it’? When he pursued me, he clearly said I was the most important person to him, and he would prioritize my matters in the future. But he couldn’t do it. He couldn’t keep his promise, so why make it in the first place?”

At this moment, Shen Cheng couldn’t help but sigh, “Lin Xiu’s jealousy is really scary.”

Li Weilan’s expression darkened. “Your things are stored with me because Jiang Qiu was worried about his uncertain future. We all know that coming back safely once doesn’t mean we’ll be safe the next time. You love snacks, and Jiang Qiu was afraid you’d eat up all the rations with your constant snacking, so he temporarily stored them with me for safekeeping. We didn’t bring you on raids because we were concerned about your safety. And, you’re not washing my clothes. Don’t make stuff up.”

He really had a strong survival instinct, and his girlfriend was still listening.

If this wasn’t explained clearly, what if Shen Cheng just exploded on the spot?

Lin Xiu suddenly showed a malicious, twisted smile. “Jiang Qiu’s suicide was also to protect you, to let you escape on your own. But the last thing he said to you was not to kill me. Come on, kill me. Let him never rest in peace.” She was hoarse, her face contorted and crazy.

Li Weilan stepped back, furrowing his brow slightly.

At this moment, he suddenly heard Shen Cheng’s voice. “Lan Lan, I thought of a suitable place for Lin Xiu.”

How about not killing her? Poor Jiang Qiu.

Dying would actually be letting her off easy. Keeping her in the caravan, living on the edge of survival, might have been a better choice. But it seemed there was an even more suitable place for her.

She didn’t want Weilan to dirty his hands by killing her.

Lin Xiu was acting so crazy today, wanting to die, but not really.

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