“T-Thank you, Sister Xiaoshan.”

Pei Lan was full of gratitude. In just one night, she had brushed past Death God, an experience as thrilling as it was terrifying. If the crossbow arrow had deviated another five or six centimeters, it wouldn’t be just pinned in her arm. Once it pierced the chest or abdomen, it would be fatal regardless of whether it hit the vital organs or not!

“Thank you, Sis, thank you. I’ll take care of her now, are you thirsty? I have orange juice here!”

Lu Yubo stood anxiously beside them. He wanted to help but was dismissed for being clumsy. Now, he finally had a chance to show his care, eagerly sitting beside Pei Lan to offer comfort, quickly forgetting what Zhang Su taught him about being reserved…

Zhong Xiaoshan opened the orange juice and took a sip, glanced at Zhao Xue resting in the shadows, walked up to Zhang Su, tilted her head in Zhao Xue’s direction, and said, “How’s Xiaoxue doing? Do you need me to do anything?”

“Some minor injuries and bruises, the medicine is over there. You take a break before dealing with it, let her rest a bit too. You’ve worked hard.”

Zhang Su raised a hand to tidy Zhong Xiaoshan’s disheveled hair.

Zhong Xiaoshan smiled and shook her head, “It’s my duty, not hard at all, I’ll go check right now. Once it’s dealt with, Xiaoxue can sleep peacefully.”

With that, she walked toward where Xiaoxue was resting.

Zheng Xinyu’s eyes flickered, she rubbed her hands through her hair and pulled at Zhang Su’s sleeve, “Hey, my hair is messy too, help me tidy it.”

“Are you just bored… Come on, I’ll give you a stylish hairstyle!”

Zhang Su glanced sideways, rolled his eyes speechlessly, and with a swipe of his big hand, he gave Zheng Xinyu a slicked-back hairstyle.

“Oh, you annoying person!” Zheng Xinyu felt her scalp being stretched tight, her eye corners pulled up, knowing it was definitely ugly.

“Don’t mess around, let’s get serious.”

After the playful commotion, Zhang Su gathered those who could stand guard at night together to rearrange assignments, then found a corner to lie down and rest.

…

On the following morning, the sky was overcast. Thanks to the thick cloud cover, the temperature was slightly higher than the previous day, maintaining around seven or eight degrees.

People on the second floor of the dry cleaners gradually awakened from their sleep.

“Every morning under disaster is a gift of life, my friends, partners, cherish each day, may you all be safe!”

Yuwen sat by the window, seeing that most were awake, he solemnly sent a blessing to everyone.

Zhang Su was confused, scratched his face, and looked at Zhao Dezhu.

“He’s just like that… Every morning he recites a segment; once you get used to it, it’s quite nice.”

Zhao Dezhu shrugged helplessly.

Zhang Su smiled and shook his head, teasing Yuwen: “Hey, Teacher Yu, what are we reading today for the morning lesson?”

The jest brought smiles to everyone’s faces.

Zhang Su stood up, seeing Zhao Xue still curled up in the corner, he waved to bring Zhong Xiaoshan over, saying, “Help her find some clothes.”

Zhong Xiaoshan exchanged glances with Zhang Su for two seconds, understanding, she nodded and walked toward the pile of clothes.

The dry cleaner didn’t have food, but it had plenty of clothes. Though perhaps not clean, their quality was good since cheap clothes are rarely sent to dry cleaners; it’s not worth it.

“Hey!” Zheng Xinyu sidled up next to Zhang Su, bluntly asking, “Why let Xiaoshan go, can’t I find them?”

“Heh.” Zhang Su laughed dryly, “You’re a jealous barrel.”

“I-I’m not!” Zheng Xinyu retorted, puffing her cheeks.

Zhang Su laughed, “Alright, I believe you, I’ll ask you next time for help.”

With that, he addressed everyone, “Go get something to eat from the vehicles yourselves, after breakfast we’ll distribute the weapons!”

“Alright!”

“Haha, okay!”

“Those we brought back yesterday? Can’t wait to handle them!”

Lu Yubo, Chen Hanzhou, and Zhao Dezhu were all excited. If not for being preoccupied last night, they would have rushed to get hold of those fine equipment.

In today’s world, the sense of security holding weapons brings cannot be understood unless experienced.

Zhang Su patted the shoulders of those quickly heading downstairs, then squatted beside Zhao Xue, who was facing the wall, “Xiaoxue, get up if you’re awake, eat something, get to know everyone.”

Zhao Xue’s body shivered slightly, she had indeed been awake for some time, hearing Zhang Su’s words she slowly turned around, her face still had faint traces of blood, since she used wet wipes in a hurry without cleaning completely.

“Brother Su.”

Zhao Xue’s eyes blinked, as she glanced around.

Slap.

Zhang Su reached out and pinched Zhao Xue’s cheeks, directing her gaze at him, he frowned and said, “Talking to me without even a glance? Your penalty is to clean the storefront before closing every day!”

Zhao Xue’s skinny cheeks were almost the size of Zhang Su’s palm. Hearing his joke brought tears to her eyes instantly, those blissful days were long gone. She wanted to speak, but with cheeks pinched, could only pout, making muffled sounds.

“End times, the world outside is turned upside down. Heard Teacher Yu’s words, right? Each morning is life’s gift, let past things go well, live well going forward, understand?”

Zhang Su let go and said with a smile.

Zhao Xue nodded, her voice muffled with nasal tone, “Brother Su, I want… to use the restroom.”

“Restroom…” Zhang Su touched his chin, just as he saw Zhong Xiaoshan coming up with clothes, he said, “Xiaoshan, take Xiaoxue next door to the ramen shop to change clothes.”

“Ahem!”

Unexpectedly, a coughing sound came from behind Zhang Su.

“Why bother Sister Xiaoshan again, I’ll do it!”

Zheng Xinyu volunteered, taking the clothes from Zhong Xiaoshan, then tilted her head to extend a hand to Zhao Xue, smiling, “Hello, I’m Zheng Xinyu, let’s go change clothes.”

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