Chapter 296

Lin Qianhuan curled her lips, said nothing more, and simply nodded in agreement.
“Okay.”
Yang Fan climbed down the ladder to the ground, followed by Lin Qianhuan, and then several team members.
The shelter was left completely empty, and the embedded flip-top alloy door was hastily closed, not locked, and no effort was made to conceal it.
Lin Qianhuan turned her head to glance at the alloy door, then quickly shifted her gaze, pretending not to notice anything as she followed Yang Fan forward.
Leaving no one to guard the supplies in the shelter, and not bothering to conceal the shelter’s location.
Considering this, there was only one possibility: Yang Fan simply didn’t care.
This also proved that the other survivor teams wouldn’t compete for supplies, let alone secretly invade each other’s habitats.
From this, it could be seen that the survivors in Mingyu City likely shared a common goal and had no conflicting interests.
As for Yang Fan’s so-called competition for gasoline, it was probably also a lie.
The survivors in Mingyu City were jointly guarding a shocking secret.
The arrival of Lin Qianhuan and her group was as precious to them as a timely rain after a long drought, and also the object of their contention.
Not fighting for supplies, not fighting for living space, but fighting for four outsiders?
Interesting.
Lin Qianhuan took out parasols from her space and handed them to the other three, then opened her own umbrella and followed behind Yang Fan.
“Miss Lin is a space-type ability user?”
Yang Fan asked, a greedy glint hidden in his eyes, but he concealed it well.
Lin Qianhuan nodded without hesitation: “Yes, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I just think space-type ability users are very powerful.
It’s very convenient to search for supplies outside, and it’s also good for taking things out usually.
Miss Lin’s space should be very large, right? I saw you changed cars midway, truly a remarkable ability.
Are your teammates also ability users? Truly young and promising.”
Lin Qianhuan turned the umbrella handle and didn’t answer his question.
“Captain Yang is quite observant. The shelter entrance is a good few hundred meters away from the Hongbin residential gate.
Yet you and your team came to greet us as soon as we arrived at the residential gate. Truly diligent and enthusiastic.”
Yang Fan’s expression stiffened for a moment, then he awkwardly explained, “That’s because we guessed you wouldn’t be able to leave Mingyu City, so we sent people to watch at the residential gate in advance, to prevent you from missing it because you didn’t know the way.”
Lin Qianhuan nodded and drew out her tone, saying “Oh.”
“I see, Captain Yang is so kind. We’ve only met twice, yet you’re so concerned about the safety of the four of us.
I’m truly impressed and touched.”
Yang Fan awkwardly twitched the corners of his mouth and didn’t respond.
He naturally sensed that Lin Qianhuan was suspicious, but he wasn’t afraid of her causing any trouble at all.
This was Mingyu City, you could only enter, not leave.
Walking forward along the empty and silent road, Lin Qianhuan’s steps were light, her gaze inadvertently falling on the flowerbeds on both sides of the road.
“The greenery in Mingyu City is really growing well.”
Currently, the global drought was extremely severe, and the sunlight was incredibly harsh. Unless watered daily, these green plants would have withered long ago.
But the plants in Mingyu City were as green as if they were about to drip water, the leaves stretching out to their fullest in the sunlight, and the small flowers blooming by the roadside were full of vitality.
Something was wrong, very wrong, but there was no way to find any clues that could explain this phenomenon.
Hearing Lin Qianhuan say this, Yang Fan subconsciously turned his head to look, his gaze landing on a small, swaying, goose-yellow flower.
This flower was very common before the apocalypse, just a wildflower, but now it was particularly eye-catching.
Swallowing, he subconsciously took a step back, hurriedly moving away from the flower bushes by the roadside.
“Mingyu City was surrounded by rivers on all sides before the apocalypse, and there are natural underground rivers as well.
It’s always been thanks to the underground rivers, let’s go.”
Saying that, Yang Fan stepped forward to leave, but Lin Qianhuan stopped to observe the goose-yellow flower.
Ordinary, plain, no different from before the apocalypse.
But it was particularly eye-catching.
“Captain Yang, don’t you think this flower is like it’s alive?”
Yang Fan stammered, “How… how could it be…
Flowers and green plants themselves have life, so naturally they’re alive.”
Lin Qianhuan smiled and shook her head: “Captain Yang doesn’t seem to understand what I mean.
What I mean by alive is that this flower seems to be conscious.”
Before the apocalypse, seeing this flower, Lin Qianhuan would only think it was simple, beautiful, and resilient.
But now, this wildflower, so ordinary it couldn’t be more ordinary, made her feel very strange.
It seemed to be listening, watching, and exploring the situation in Mingyu City.
“I really like this flower. Captain Yang, why don’t you pick it and help me take it back to the shelter to raise?”
Lin Qianhuan looked up at Yang Fan, her face with an especially bright smile.
“I won’t…”
Yang Fan suppressed the fear in his heart and calmed down for a moment before saying, “Should we go look for supplies first?
That supermarket is just ahead. Even if we pick this flower, we won’t have the conditions to raise it, so we might as well let it grow here peacefully.
What do you say, Captain Lin?”
Lin Qianhuan tilted her head to look at him, a teasing smile on her face.
“Captain Yang, your acting is terrible.”
In the next instant, Yang Fan was suddenly pushed by an invisible force, his steps were messy, his figure unsteady, and he smashed towards the trembling little flower.
“Ah! Save…”
Before he could say a word for help, in just a moment, the volume of the small flower instantly became larger, opening a large mouth full of green thorns and swallowing him, then it returned to its original appearance.
Everything that had just happened was like a dream.
Lin Qianhuan examined the swaying flower and turned to communicate with Xuan Yuanming.
“Don’t you think its petals have gotten a little bigger?
Sure enough, having flesh and blood to nourish it is different.”
Xuan Yuanming nodded: “Yes, but the effect isn’t particularly obvious.
It swallowed an adult male, but it only grew this little bit.”
Unlike the calmness of the two, the survivors who had come to search for supplies with them were in chaos.
Their knees softened and they knelt on the ground, frantically kowtowing to the little flower at Lin Qianhuan’s feet.
“Let me go, let me go.
We are already trying our best to find food with more powerful energy for you, please…”
Looking at their panicked appearance and then at the flower at her feet, Lin Qianhuan sneered.
“Willing to become servants of mutant plants in order to survive?
You’re quite clever.”
After saying that, she took out Bamboo from her pocket.
The little fellow’s body instantly grew several times larger, and its chubby paws struggled slightly to pinch the small flower and pull it out forcefully.
Looking like just an ordinary flower, the root system was particularly thick, like a tightly stretched hemp rope, pulled out of the ground by Bamboo.
“Roar…”
Bamboo turned its head to signal Lin Qianhuan to follow it, and the four followed closely behind it, while those survivors trembled and knelt in place, not getting up for a long time.

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