Chapter 129 (1/2)

Chapter 129: The Parcel

”Qing Shui, you need to make a wise decision, we can't be humanity's executioner, we just don't have the right to do this.” Chang pressed his palm against his chest, sighing.

”I don't want people to die either,” Qing Shui said in a soft voice, ”but I have no other choices.”

”Qing Shui,”—Chang grabbed on Qing Shui's shoulder—”now you have their genetic information, and I can tell you their shelter's location anytime. I would do anything for you, but please don't ever let me know your true intentions. I can't bear a heartbreak from betrayal, small or big.”

”Chang, I won't hurt you in any way, trust me. Before you go, I spared some hardtacks from the storage, you should take some with you.” Qing Shui's voice returned to a state of calm. ”I know what we're facing ahead; even those who choose to cultivate the seeds that we just distributed, their crops will likely be destroyed by those rioters. The food shortage will come again, the riot may last for a long time, perhaps peace won't come until the Willow arrives.”

”Thanks, Qing Shui. I'll take all the food and medication that you have prepared for me. I'll guard the little bar I have and won't come out until you ask.” Chang looked up at the ceiling. ”Your goal is the possession of the world, but mine is only to keep my family safe in these turbulent days. As long as I can protect Jing and Zhizhi under my wing, I am happy.”

”Off you go, brother. I got you some weapons as well.” Qing Shui pointed at the door, and from that Chang knew it was time to leave.

The supply was nicely wrapped in a parcel and placed in a backpack. Chang swung it on his back, then sneaked out of the inst.i.tute at a quiet corner of the wall. He flipped over the wall without anyone noticing, leaving this place behind.

The rioters were still occupying the street. It seemed like they had learned their lesson from four years ago as Chang saw something different from last time. Then, besides some chaos, most of the people rioted due to fear, but this time was different.

Today, most of the people had an ulterior motive.

They were robbing, robbing for food and anything that could help to survive.

If the first riot was a complete disorder, then this one was an organized chaos. Most people were robbing other for food and weapons, while meaningless conflicts and fearful protesters were rarely seen.

It wasn't easy for Chang to make his way back to his bar. Since he was carrying a backpack, as well as walking alone on the street, those with evil intentions targeted him even though he avoided most of the crowd.

A lone man with a backpack couldn't be a more ideal target for robbery.

A backpack openly implied resources; walking alone entailed minimum risk. This was how a normal human thought, and it was also the way robbers saw it.

But sometimes luck was the last judge to determine if the logic worked.

So even though three gangs attempted to steal Chang's backpack, all of them ended up either fallen under his gunfire or badly wounded. The situation was totally against odds of success as those robbers gained nothing just lost.

Returning to the bar was a jumpy adventure, but fortunately, peace resided inside the building. Perhaps the troop sent by Qing Shui guarded the bar well for there were fewer rioters around this area.

Before Chang fished out his key for the iron door, someone from the inside quickly slid the door open and he glided into his home.

”Chang, welcome back!”

Jing, Zhizhi, and Sanpang had waited for him since a long time ago, and Zhizhi and Jing's abilities informed them of his presence from a good distance away.

”Good to see you guys again. It's dangerous out there, we'll stay indoor temporarily, until the riot calms,” Chang said. ”Most of the fights involve armed fighting, and any stray bullet can seriously injure all of you. So

please stay indoors.”

”What, what about me?” Sangpang's chubby finger pointed at himself.

After all, the reason for his stay was that he was in debt to Chang, and now that the fragile peace was broken, the inflation made money into a meaningless pile of paper. However, he felt it inappropriate to leave barehanded without paying back; but as an outsider of the family, he didn't think he belonged here either.

Sanpang found himself in a dilemma.

”Okay. Tell me, do you want to leave and find a way to reunite with your friends, or to stay here?” Chang tilted his head, thinking upon Sangpang's query. ”I'll let you go if you want to leave, but you're also welcome to stay and I will make sure you have food as well. Choose wisely.”

”Thank you, Chang.” Sanpang was delighted by the offer. ”There isn't really any choice to make. If you don't mind me staying, I want to stay.

”I am not as dumb as I look. You have connections with the higher ups of Zhengzhou and I know you are skillful. I certainly can't survive by myself out there. n.o.body will complain for living longer.”

”Alright, then stay and don't cause trouble for me. When I am away, please take care of Jing for me.” Chang turned to Jing, messing her hair. ”Please stay in the bar no matter what, please.”

”...” Jing nodded, without affirming.

In this way, they came to a mutual agreement that they would stay in the bar regardless of how chaotic the world became.