The camp was formed by the survivors gathered by themselves, without any organization and management, it looked very disorderly.
Chu Qianxun fell asleep all night and was taken to the camp by her companions. It was already early in the morning when she woke up.
The people in the camp woke up one after another, and people shuttled back and forth between the shacks that were cluttered with rags and cardboard boxes.
Some people squatted in the corner to wash briefly, some people had given up the hygienic habits before the doomsday, and sat with unkempt looks full of dirt.
There was smoke from all kinds of easy-to-use earthen stoves, and most people had some pitiful soups and water in their pots.
Even so, there were still many people who couldn’t even drink that sip of hot soup, and could only pitifully look at other people’s stoves and swallow.
The apocalypse had arrived for more than two months, so morality and etiquette had disappeared.
Humanity completely put down the veil of warmth, revealing the most brutal and vicious side.
There, conflicts could be seen everywhere. In order to grab food, to grab supplies, and sometimes even just for a dry place to sleep, it could trigger a bloody conflict.
This was already a world where it was difficult for the weak to survive. Everything depended on strength.
Fraud, robbery, murder. People had exhausted the most primitive means only for the simplest survival needs.
The woman who had just crawled out of the tent took care of herself casually, and started to scratch her head listlessly, intending to exchange her body for breakfast.
A muddy man walked to a woman in a suspender skirt and raised a biscuit in his hand. The woman glanced at his biscuit, snorted, and shook her head.
The man touched his pocket, took out two more biscuits, held them in his hands, indicating that this was his final price.
The woman glanced back and forth, took the biscuits with one hand, and naturally wrapped the other hand around the man’s waist, and walked toward the dark corner together.
Such transactions occurred in all corners of the camp. Those who sold their bodies for food were not limited to beautiful women, but even some young handsome men.
Chu Qianxun, who was tilted on the cushion, looked at the world in front of her, and felt that she had finally seen a little familiar life.
Ye Peitian stayed by her side, guarding her carefully as a critically ill patient.
Looking at his dark eyes and pale complexion, she couldn’t understand how an ability holder who had just upgraded had made himself into this look.
She pulled a pillow made of blankets from under her body, placed it on the grass next to her, and patted it, “I’m fine, did you stay up all night? Take a break?”
Ye Peitian blinked, his face flushed.
He looked at the left and right with some confusion, blushing, and laid down beside Chu Qianxun cautiously.
She suddenly felt that she and Ye Peitian had a gap of ten years.
She found that she often couldn’t understand some of Ye Peitian’s reactions and mentality.
After going through such cruel years, let alone the same year, she had forgotten what she was pursuing and thinking about ten years ago.
Before, when Gao Yan and Gan Xiaodan often talked about girls’ topics, she often felt unable to catch up.
“Are your… injuries better?” Ye Peitian laid beside Chu Qianxun, avoiding her sight while speaking with a little nervousness.
“It’s just a small injury, it won’t get in the way anymore, not to mention I drank your…special medicine. I feel that I am recovering quickly, thank you.”
Chu Qianxun licked her mouth on remembering the mouthful of blood that Ye Peitian gave her before she fell into a coma.
Since she drank it, her body really benefited from it. There was no need to be too hypocritical, so she simply thanked him.
Ye Peitian leaned on his side, took out a third-level crystal core, held it in his hand, and handed it to Chu Qianxun, “When you fainted, I put it away for you.”
The man lying next to her, separated a few leaves of green grass, and held the green crystal core in front of her without hesitation.
Chu Qianxun’s heart moved insignificantly.
In her consciousness, no one had the habit of giving crystal cores.
To her, the crystal core was more important than food, and whoever could grab it, it belonged to them.
Wanting to seize high-level crystal cores from others was tantamount to grabbing food from a tiger’s mouth, and it was basically impossible to not take a desperate approach.
She touched Ye Peitian’s palm with her finger and paused again. Although she wanted to use the third-level crystal core to improve her ability, this crystal core was indeed something Ye Peitian deserved.
“Don’t you want to keep it for yourself? You are also third-order.”
Ye Peitian avoided her gaze, but his tone was affirmative, “If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t even have the opportunity to get the crystal core. Besides, I also hope that your ability gets stronger.”
Chu Qianxun got a legitimate reason, and took the crystal core from Ye Peitian with a sense of peace, and used it on the spot.
Her ability and physique were fully improved, and the refreshed Chu Qianxun found Ye Peitian more pleasing to the eye.
He was really a good person, Chu Qianxun thought in her heart.
“I said you will be able to survive.”
“At that time, I really thought I couldn’t hold it anymore. It was almost a moment and the demon would have invaded my whole body and all of my consciousness.” Ye Peitian’s voice was low, “I really don’t want to experience that kind of thing again.”
“Peitian,” Chu Qianxun said, “I have warned you more than once. You must use your power according to your ability. No matter when, don’t overuse your ability. This time, it was because you overused your ability that you had to upgrade on the battlefield.”
Ye Peitian raised his eyes and looked at her, “What about you? Since you know this truth well, why did you overuse your ability?”