Chapter 142 (1/2)
Chapter 142: Delay
Yin Qing was seeking a solution for her curiosity; she scanned around everyone in this campsite, and she locked her eyes on Dr. Huang - the woman that hadn't spoken, the woman that had a low presence.
They were both women with similar age; it should be easy to bring up some common interest.
Plus, Yin Qing found that this woman was somewhat isolated from Chang's group; she seemed to know everyone, but she also appeared to be a stranger.
Therefore, upon making up her mind, Yin Qing moved her bedding and slept beside Dr. Huang with her kids.
In the early morning, everybody woke up and packed their belongings, then they all climbed on the centipede's back.
To this fifty-meter-long centipede, the weight of these human and their belongings was nothing. The group headed to the north again, when everything was loaded up.
The next stop would be Hebi, a medium size city populated with a million citizens, but right now, no one knew the number of the survivors.
The journey was relaxed and comfortable, Chang could even sleep for a while—the centipede wasn’t jolting at all. The countless feet were able to ease out the turbulence, and its bitter scent also hinted its ident.i.ty of a superior predator which resulted in other beings automatically staying away from them. Their journey couldn’t have been easier.
No one was busy except for the clones; they needed to concentrate so that they could keep sending out the signal to interfere with the centipede’s brainwaves, as well as guiding their route.
On the other side, Yin Qing sat, holding her kids. She was whispering with Dr. Huang.
Of course, Chang noticed something unusual going on between Yin Qing and Dr. Huang, but then he noticed that they were only gossiping and soon lost interest.
Two other people were sitting at the end of the centipede; they were Jing and Yin Qing’s nephew. Both were of similar age and were whispering to each other. Chang felt strange hearing the whispering, but he couldn’t hear clearly because he was too far from them, and Jing seemed to be especially lowering her voice.
”What’s this? Are you worrying Jing is falling in love again?” Zhizhi sat down in front of Chang.
”I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t worried. I don’t think she is ready for a relations.h.i.+p yet,” Chang said.
”Come on, seriously?” Zhizhi chuckled. ”I think your worry is self-serving. Man, you are too protective. Why don’t you worry a little bit more if I have a relations.h.i.+p or not?”
”You are thirty-something already; you can take care of yourself.” Chang didn’t even lift his eyelids.
”Bulls.h.i.+t, I am still young!” Zhizhi’s face flushed when Chang mentioned her age. She laid on the side and kicked Chang’s waist. ”Thirty! I’m only thirty! I’m still in my prime, alright? How dare you say that I’m thirty-something!”
”Come on.” Chang rolled over. ”Once you pa.s.s thirty you are more than thirty years old, am I wrong?”
”You!” Zhizhi supported herself up. ”Never mind, you’ll never understand a woman.”
”Well, you are right. That’s why I haven’t been in a serious relations.h.i.+p even once.” Chang zoomed out, staring at the branch-weaved dome above. ”Do you know what I regretted the most when I was still in school?”
”What was it?”