Fearing to disturb Chu Qianxun who had been busy for a long time, they murmured to each other carefully-
“You went to the same college as Qianxun. You both are college students. So why does she know everything, but you don’t know anything?” Gao Yan complained.
“What does this have to do with academic qualifications? College doesn’t teach such a thing, why don’t you try it?” Gan Xiaodan became dissatisfied, and passed the wood that she used as a spatula.
“No, no, no, I can’t, I can’t. I don’t know how to cook, but you should do it properly. If you get confused, we will have nothing to eat on the road tomorrow.”
Chu Qianxun closed her eyes, listening to her companions, and felt inexplicably relaxed.
The last time she was on this road, she was too weak, almost at the bottom of society, and most of what she saw was the darkest and cruel side of human nature.
Now she was much stronger, people around her were full of awe and gratitude for her, and strangers dared not go too far in front of her.
Therefore, walking the same road was a bit warmer and more pleasant than the panic in her previous life.
There was a small noise from the bushes in the distance, and the vegetation shook violently.
Chu Qianxun opened her eyes. She placed the sleeping Feng Qianqian into Feng Junlei’s arms, lifted her knife and carefully looked around.
The tip of the knife separated the bushes, and there was a simple mechanism on the grass. One branch was inserted into the ground, and the other end was frozen by a small mass of ice. When the ice melted, the branches bounced, and the plants moved.
Ice?
Chu Qianxun frowned as she looked at the residual ice on the ground.
She looked back at the campfire, and as expected, a thin figure rushed out of the concealment. It was a fourteen year old boy. Three cones of ice shot from his body and rushed toward the people on the edge of the fire.
Feng Junlei responded quickly and blocked it with the knife in his hand, and smashed the ice cone to the ground.
Gao Yan dodged the ice cone that shot at her.
Gan Xiaodan reacted a little slower and her arm was hit by the ice cone.
There was a slight pain in her arm, and the ice cone snapped to pieces. Apart from shock, it didn’t cause any actual harm to her.
Taking advantage of their distraction, the boy grabbed two roasted sweet potatoes on the ground and ran away quickly.
Gao Yan grabbed him quickly, “Don’t run, little b*sta*d. How can you leave with the food that I worked so hard to cook?”
Without hesitation, the boy bit Gao Yan’s hand.
Gao Yan let go of him in pain. A bloody tooth mark was already visible on the back of her hand.
The boy was already a beginner saint, and his movements were particularly flexible. As soon as Gao Yan let go, he rushed back into the bushes. But one person was faster than him.
Chu Qianxun twisted his arm with one hand, pinched his neck with the other, and pressed him to the ground.
“Beat him, Qianxun, this little thief is not a good person!” Gao Yan was very angry.
The boy struggled desperately with a fierce look in his eyes.
Chu Qianxun’s hand gripping his neck tightened subconsciously.
In the doomsday, she generally did not show mercy to a person who attacked her with supernatural powers, no matter if the person was a child or an old man.
She needed to be more vigilant toward teenagers in doomsday. Their worldview took shape in the cruelest era. They had the power to hurt people, but they had no bottom line. They were often more fierce and capable of holding grudges than adults.
The boy couldn’t breathe. His face flushed from congestion. He reached out and tried to remove Chu Qianxun’s hand with a begging expression.
“Qianxun, don’t do that! He will be choked to death by you.”
“Sister Qianxun, don’t, he is still a child.”
“Sister Qianxun.”
Chu Qianxun slowly let go of him. Her heart didn’t seem to be as stonehard as before.
Since she couldn’t do it, she didn’t want to offend people too deeply.
This was an ice-type ability holder who awakened in the first place. His current ice cine had no attacking power, but as long as he lived, it wouldn’t take long, he would become a man who no one would dare to provoke.
The boy turned over, coughed violently, and slowly backed away, but his eyes fell on the smashed sweet potatoes that had fallen on the ground.
Gao Yan hissed, touched her hand with a tooth mark, and said unhappily, “Take it away, little beggar. I can’t eat that anymore.”
The boy stared at them closely, squatted down cautiously, stretched out his hand, and picked the two smashed sweet potatoes. He hid in a corner on one side and ate. He was obviously hungry for a long time. He swallowed too fast, almost choked several times, and swallowed desperately with his neck straightened.
Feng Junlei used an iron bowl he found in the earthen house, filled a bowl of water for boiling sweet potatoes, and brought it to the boy.
The boy took it, took a few sips, and looked at Feng Junlei several times. He gradually stopped being covered with thorns like it was at the beginning.
“What’s your name? Where are your parents?” Feng Junlei asked.
“Chengzhu, Jiang Chengzhu. My father is a gambler. When the green moon appeared, he refused to come down from the gambling table. His partner became a demon and killed him,” the boy’s eyes were faintly red.
“What about your mother?” Feng Qianqian leaned on her father’s back, showing her small face, “Are you like me without a mother?”
The red in Jiang Chengzhu’s eyes receded, leaving only a circle of sleepless black. He sipped the water and said, “That woman doesn’t care about me at all. When the apocalypse came, she panicked and got into her man’s car and ran away. No matter how I chased behind her and called her, she didn’t stop.”
Feng Junlei was a man who was both a father and a mother for his daughter. His daughter was more important to him than his own life. He couldn’t understand that there were parents who didn’t care about their children in this world.