Forgetting to mention, Li Xiaodong had said that the whole team had superpowers because his younger sister was also an ability user, a water-type like Peng Zhui.
Dai Min learned about it and told everyone.
Although it didn’t have much offensive power, the two of them just happened to provide the thirteen people with a source of drinking water.
The water after the apocalypse was so dirty, and even contaminated by zombie viruses—who would dare drink it? Drinking it could make someone sick out of fear alone.
What they were worried about was that in the end, the others might not allow them to take Wang Yuhan away, because that would be equivalent to taking away part of their water supply.
If that happened, a fight would be troublesome.
But He Wangyan said that water-type abilities didn’t seem to be without offensive power.
After all, Wen Qiao’s group also had someone like Wen Jiuya, who was also a water-type, and her explosive power was very strong.
If it weren’t for her uncontrolled, reckless attacks, she wouldn’t have depleted her energy so quickly and ended up being pulled back behind Wen Qiao.
With zombies in front and these annoying people behind, it was truly frustrating.
“Cough!”
Wen Qiao lightly coughed, drawing the attention of both of them.
As a qualified “pretty-boy,” he naturally had to immediately care about the “gold master,” so he quickly asked,
“What’s wrong? Did you choke?”
At this moment, Wen Jiuya also stopped acting up and quietly waited for her answer.
“I want to do something big.”
She looked at the two of them, observing their expressions. In the end, both of them reacted lightly—or it could even be said that there was basically no reaction.
“You’re not going to ask what it is?”
The two of them, Xue Qi said, “Mm.”
Wen Jiuya cooperated, “What is it?”
In truth, they had already roughly guessed it. Moreover, once Wen Qiao made a decision, she would definitely carry it out—no ten oxen could pull her back.
Besides, her combat strength was so strong now that there was no need to spoil her mood.
Seeing that her two closest people didn’t object, Wen Qiao became very happy.
“I want to save everyone in this school.”
“Of course, not that kind of saving. I just want to gather them together, and then we’ll open a path in front. We’ll lead the way out of the school. After that, how many survive will depend on their own ability.”
Wen Jiuya looked at her complicatedly, as if saying, how did I not know you had a saint mother heart.
Xue Qi, on the other hand, accepted it quite well.
Wen Qiao quickly explained, “Saint mother? I’m not one.”
“I just don’t want the country’s cultivation efforts to go to waste. The nation trains talent step by step, sending them upward layer by layer—from elementary, middle school, high school, university, and so on—so they can eventually serve the country.”
“Even if this school isn’t that great, the same point stands: its students have good grades.”
“In the apocalypse, they must survive first, and only then can there be survival of the fittest.”
“Our Huaguo cannot be destroyed in something as small as this apocalypse. Students are the first driving force of civilization. That is also why the country held literacy classes in previous years.”
“We cannot regress. We must move forward. Those who fall behind will be beaten—this is a lesson left by our ancestors.”
Wen Jiuya fell into thought. She had never considered such things—first, because she didn’t have the ability; second, because most of the time she could only take care of herself.
However, this did seem important. Perhaps with Baby Qiao Qiao’s protection, it might not be impossible to try. It could also count as serving the country.
“Alright, give them a helping hand. As for what they become, that’s their own business. Baby Qiao Qiao, you must not interfere.”
“After all, some people are ‘vampires’—once you get involved with them, they’re extremely troublesome.”
Wen Qiao smiled. “Of course. If anyone dares try anything, I’ll give them a hit and send them off to ‘Journey to the West,’ hahaha ??’?’??”
“Hahaha `(∩_∩)′”
The two sisters laughed together again.
What could Xue Qi do? The minority obeys the majority—just do it.
After they finished eating, most people in the canteen had also finished. The teachers assigned students to wash dishes, because the canteen staff were no longer willing to serve after the apocalypse.
So the students were divided into groups, rotating daily to clean the kitchen.
Wang Ze and the others had also finished eating and were treating each other’s wounds.
Xue Qi tidied the table and had Wen Qiao put the dirty dishes into her “Chef Lady” apron’s dishwasher.
Then she wiped the table, cleaned up, and stored everything in her space.
In her space, there were half of Wang Ze’s convenience store supplies, plus items she had collected along the way—food, drinks, daily necessities—it was like a small grocery store.
Wen Jiuya didn’t have to do anything at all. She looked like a retired old grandma lying comfortably down, almost needing a rocking chair to complete the image.
Wen Qiao pointed at Wang Ze and the others, signaling to move over and tell them about it.
So the three of them carried their chairs over to Wang Ze’s long table.
As soon as Wang Yuhan saw them coming, she straightened her back, her eyes bright as she looked at them.
In her eyes, Wen Jiuya saw curiosity, respect, admiration, and envy.
Good heavens, had she become their little fangirl? Why did this happen? It started with Dai Min.
Earlier, Wang Ze had asked him to explain what had happened recently to Wang Yuhan, and he had said a lot.
Including—but not limited to—what they were doing when the apocalypse happened, how they survived for a week, how they discovered zombie nuclei in zombie heads, how they were surrounded… no, encountered Wen Qiao’s group, and everyone’s superpowers.
Finally, he focused heavily on the battles after they reached the school gate—the intense fighting scene that might have still lingered vividly in his mind after entering the canteen, the emotions still running high.
The powerful superpowers of Wen Qiao’s group, the clean and decisive movements (referring to Wen Qiao and Xue Qi), and the fierce attacks (referring to Wen Jiuya’s reckless fighting style, where her superpower was depleted extremely quickly).
Wen Jiuya: Author, I really thank you. You still had to diss me here.
Ge Li: This… this is just explanation, haha.
All of these made him feel his blood surge and his heart race. Although his personality was mild, who didn’t like watching hot-blooded youth anime?