Chapter 283

Jing Liming covered his mouth with some hesitation, and after a moment of uncertainty, said, “Can I say this? If I say it, will I be accused of stirring up trouble between two bases?”

Lin Qianhuan rolled her eyes. “Just say it. I won’t snitch.”

Jing Liming hesitated again and again before speaking, “The head of the Kyoto base was a government official before the apocalypse, belonging to the official forces. But the head of the Nanfeng base is a member of the Jiang family, the head of the aristocratic families. Although there are also government officials in the upper echelons of the Nanfeng base, they are not as powerful as these aristocratic families, so their say is weaker.”

Lin Qianhuan savored Jing Liming’s words and immediately understood his meaning. “In other words, although the Nanfeng base is an official base, the real power is in the hands of those aristocratic families?”

Jing Liming nodded. “Yes. The five major families of Jiang, Yi, Ye, Qi, and Su control nearly two-thirds of the wealth and power of the Nanfeng base. The remaining forces are divided by the official side and other small forces, and they can’t make any waves. These aristocratic families will definitely favor their own families with resources, while the head of the Kyoto base is considering the entire Huaxia. The goals of the two sides are inconsistent, and there are some conflicts of interest. The Kyoto and Nanfeng bases are indeed cooperating, but they are also wary of each other.”

Lin Qianhuan thoughtfully nodded. “I see, no wonder you can’t get any benefits from either side.”

Jing Liming: “…” Do you have to poke me where it hurts?

The car drove all the way to the location Jing Liming mentioned, but Lin Qianhuan’s brow furrowed deeply. “This is a house?”

Wooden planks picked up from who knows where were simply put together, and the roof was a layer of plastic film, baked by the sun until it was a bit yellow and brittle, obviously unable to support it for long. Jing Liming, however, seemed used to it, and lifted a door curtain made of a tattered mat.

“The houses in the slums are all like this. My house is already considered good. The worse ones can only lie in the open air, without even a place to shelter from the wind and rain. It’s pretty messy inside, do you want to come in?”

Lin Qianhuan did not hesitate, bent over to pass through the low “door”, and carefully moved inside. The room was dark and cramped, without windows, yet it was full of windows – the “walls” were full of holes. Following the wisps of light pouring in, Lin Qianhuan suddenly discovered a figure in the corner.

Seeing her surprise, Jing Liming introduced casually, “This is my roommate, he came even earlier than me, he just doesn’t like to move around much, but he’s pretty…” He hesitated for a long time, as if looking for a suitable adjective, but couldn’t quite decide. “Pretty easy to get along with.”

He doesn’t listen to anything you say, he just shrinks in the corner to sleep all day long, and he’s awake for less than two hours a day, so he should be easy to get along with. ‘He’s just a bit weird.’ Jing Liming added this sentence silently in his heart. Because this guy eats everything. Table legs, wooden boards, plastic sheets, he can even taste the saltiness of the dirt on the ground. It’s really a bit strange.

Lin Qianhuan was not interested in the weirdo sleeping in the corner, casually found a comfortable place to sit, thinking that she would leave after getting the luck value from Jing Liming. But as soon as she sat down, a messy head came close to her. The person who was just curled up in the corner sleeping suddenly woke up, and even started sniffing Lin Qianhuan’s scent without any sense of propriety.

Veins faintly bulged on her forehead, and just as she was about to strike, she was stunned by the other party’s words. “0, 1, 2, 5, 8, 9.”

At first, Lin Qianhuan didn’t understand what he meant, but after thinking about it slightly, her pupils suddenly contracted. Weren’t those the numbers of the experimental subjects at home? Even Number 2, whom she had only briefly encountered a few times after he mutated into a zombie, was named by the person in front of her.

Lin Qianhuan paused and tentatively opened her mouth, “Are you Number 7?”

The other party hummed, his dirty and tangled hair obscuring his face, revealing only the lower half of his face covered in stubble. The man yawned. “Why are you all here? The smell is mixed, living together. The smell of Number 0 is especially strong, what did you do with him?”

Lin Qianhuan subconsciously raised her hand and rubbed her swollen lips, surprised by this guy’s keen sense of smell. “You are Number 7.” This time she said it very definitely.

Sure enough, following Jing Liming, this walking lucky charm, was still very beneficial.

The man “mm” and stretched, sitting on the ground. He was tall, with long arms and legs, and it seemed very cramped for him to be curled up here. “Let’s go with me.” Lin Qianhuan extended an invitation to him, “Come home with me, there’s delicious food every day. You can eat whatever you want.”

After she said this, she waited for more than half a minute but still didn’t get a response.

Jing Liming smiled awkwardly. “Well, he must have fallen asleep. Why don’t you come back tomorrow after he wakes up?”

Lin Qianhuan was somewhat incredulous. “Fallen asleep? He can fall asleep in the time it takes to say a sentence?”

“Yes, I didn’t believe it before, but after spending a long time with him, I found that he really does fall asleep whenever he wants. I’m used to him being like this, having a roommate like this is actually quite convenient.”

The corners of Lin Qianhuan’s mouth twitched slightly. After pondering for a moment, she took out the truth serum pills she had bought in advance from her space. Taking advantage of Jing Liming’s inattention, she directly flicked the pill into his throat.

The other party swallowed the pill with some difficulty, his face wrinkled into a ball. “What did you feed me? The taste is so strange…”

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