Chapter 184, Took the Initiative to Go Up

Chapter 184, Took the Initiative to Go Up

Barson had been staying by Wu Heng's side.

Acting as a personal bodyguard.

From Li Yanhong's perspective, Barson was definitely different from an ordinary skeleton, at least he could be considered a skeleton skilled in martial arts with very high combat abilities.

Now he was actually assigned to her.

"Do you feel burdened?" Wu Heng looked at her.

"No, but if you give him to me, what about you?" Li Yanhong asked.

"Oh! I can just pick another one, does one suffice for you? If not, I can assign you two more." Wu Heng continued.

"One is enough, it's so safe here, having a skeleton follow me every day would easily cause panic among the survivors." Li Yanhong said.

Wu Heng nodded, actually, one Barson was indeed enough.

For major actions, Wu Heng would follow along.

"Barson, from now on, follow Li Yanhong and protect her safety."

Barson walked out from the side and stood next to Li Yanhong.

Standing properly, like a bodyguard.

"Barson, I'll be counting on you from now on." Li Yanhong said politely.

Barson did not respond.

Wu Heng didn't linger on the topic and asked, "What have you been doing these past two days?"

Li Yanhong took out a small notebook and read off, "Over 300 iron spears were produced, more than 500 throwing spears, the convoy made two trips to the auto repair shop, bringing back 525 boxes of various supplies, three trucks of goods were collected from supermarkets and grain stores along the way, and some survivors have contacted us via radio, intending to join us. They'll arrive within the next two days."

Well, she even had precise numbers.

"Hmm, not bad."

Handing these responsibilities to Li Yanhong seemed to have been the right decision.

At least the situation was stable, everyone was following the original plan, and the efficiency was quite good.

"Can the survivors make it here?" Wu Heng asked.

Most of the roads were still occupied by zombies.

Trying to get here wasn't as simple as driving over, they might get killed by a zombie horde as soon as they left.

"I've mapped out a route for them, once they enter the roads we've cleared, they'll be safer." Li Yanhong paused for a moment and then added, "We can't save everyone."

"True, tonight I'll have Big Head Skeleton lead a team to clear the roads again." Wu Heng said.

"Good!"

"Any other intelligence from outside?" Wu Heng asked again.

"Last time we mentioned the Flame God Shelter having armored vehicles. I rechecked with them, and they are indeed selling armored vehicles, but the exchange rate is 200 bags of rice." Li Yanhong said.

Two hundred bags of rice, that's no small amount.

At this point in time, food was a critical resource, especially since autumn had arrived. Without food in winter, a lot of people would die.

Two hundred bags, no shelter would be willing to exchange that much for an armored vehicle.

For the Flame God Shelter to set such a price.

They were either flaunting their weapons to attract more survivors.

Or they had only a few for their own use and deliberately set the price high, making a profit if someone exchanged, but not losing out if no one did.

"Do they have anything besides armored vehicles?"

"I heard they have rifles, light machine guns, that sort of thing. I don't really know the difference between them." Li Yanhong thought for a moment before answering.

Wu Heng nodded, "Don't worry about them for now. Plan tomorrow's actions, find out where the nearby gold and silver shops are, and we'll head out to scavenge for supplies."

"Okay!" Li Yanhong nodded.

Although she didn't understand why they were looking for gold and silver shops in the apocalypse.

Wu Heng must have his reasons for his actions.

Gold shops were usually located in busy commercial streets, which had plenty of stores to scavenge from.

After finishing discussing work matters.

Li Yanhong didn't seem to want to leave right away. She looked at Wu Heng carefully, lowered her voice, and said, "Weren't you curious last time about why that shelter keeps Grandma Wang?"

"Yeah, why?"

Li Yanhong leaned in closer, speaking mysteriously, "Grandma Wang is a shaman. People in the village used to go to her for fortune-telling. The villagers believe in that stuff, so she's pretty respected."

Wu Heng furrowed his brow, immediately understanding what she meant.

The older generation in rural areas still believed in these things.

Especially in remote areas.

Add to that the apocalypse, with everything turning strange, the villagers were probably even more convinced of the existence of demons and ghosts.

Even if Grandma Wang wasn't contributing anything, they'd protect her till now.

From the perspective of an adventurer.

It's like a Northeast Shaman.

"Does it work?" Wu Heng asked curiously.

"I don't know, maybe it works a little…" Li Yanhong wasn't sure.

And didn't dare to make any wild guesses.

If it really worked, saying something careless could cause trouble.

Ghosts had already appeared, what if there were gods too?

It wasn't impossible to believe.

"Then let her say something for us, tell her we're allies so she doesn't give us any trouble." Wu Heng said quietly.

"You're scared too?" Li Yanhong teased, eyes smiling.

"I was terrified of this stuff when I was a kid."

"I don't believe you for a second."

The two stood at the door and chatted for a while longer.

Li Yanhong still had work to arrange, so they had to part ways.

......

Li Yanhong headed to the stadium.

To meet with Qiangzi and the others to arrange tomorrow's tasks.

The group playing basketball, upon seeing the figure following behind her, immediately exclaimed.

"Wow, Sister Hong, isn't that the skeleton dude who's always with the boss? Why is he following you now?"

"Greetings, Skeleton Bro!"

A few of the others bowed respectfully.

Barson, wearing his leather armor, was always by Wu Heng's side and was easy to recognize.

Now, acting as a bodyguard for Li Yanhong, it surprised everyone.

Li Yanhong said, "This is Barson. He's in charge of protecting me now, so no need to make a fuss."

"Wow~! Big Sis is awesome."

Li Yanhong rolled her eyes at him, "Stop shouting, tomorrow we're going out to scavenge for supplies. In a bit, check the vehicles and make sure everything we need is packed. Don't mess anything up."

"Don't worry, Sister Hong, this is my specialty." Qiangzi patted his chest.

"Alright, keep playing, but don't forget the important stuff." Li Yanhong said as she walked toward the living quarters.

Qiangzi tossed the basketball to the others.

Then hurriedly followed her.

His face full of gossip as he asked, "Sister Hong, how far have you two gotten?"

Li Yanhong frowned and said, "Stop talking nonsense!"

"Sister Hong, a lot of women are eyeing him, you better watch over Brother-in-law. In times like these, everyone's looking for a reliable backer." Qiangzi kept up with her, continuing.

Li Yanhong squinted, "Who exactly?"

"Those younger ones mostly. If I weren't a guy, I'd give it a shot too!" Qiangzi slapped his own butt.

"You must really be itching for a beating."

"Sister Hong, I think the boss has feelings for you too. Otherwise, why would he assign 'Brother Barson' to protect you? It's definitely because he values you."

Hearing that, Li Yanhong couldn't help but feel a bit pleased inside.

Among all the survivors.

It was a special favor toward her.

But she still kept a serious expression, saying, "Stop talking nonsense!"

"Seriously, Big Sis." Qiangzi pondered for a moment before continuing, "If he's clueless, you should take the initiative. It's said that when a woman pursues a man, it's like a veil between them. You should find a way to break through it, or you'll regret it if some little vixen steals him away."

Li Yanhong lightly coughed, "How should I break through?"

"Next time when you're alone, take the initiative…"

......

They returned to Rentam City, and the sky was growing dark.

Thunder rumbled faintly in the distance.

It looked like it was going to rain.

After dinner, the three of them sat in the first-floor living room, resting.

Minnie continued practicing her flashy but ineffective martial arts, breathing heavily with plenty of enthusiasm.

For someone like her, starting training now was already considered late, and it would be hard to achieve anything significant in the future.

But everything is relative.

Being a maid didn't necessarily require high combat skills, the main thing was to enhance her physical condition and self-defense.

After assigning new bodyguards to both of them, they all returned to their rooms to rest.

The night was deep.

Crack~!

A clap of thunder woke Wu Heng from his sleep.

He grabbed his weapon instantly, eyes alert as he scanned the surroundings.

Outside, the rain had begun to pour, accompanied by flashes of lightning and thunder.

Wu Heng stepped out of his room. Bagdong and Fireblade were still guarding the door.

At the corner of the stairs.

Minnie was crouched in the corner of the landing, hugging her head.

"Minnie?" Wu Heng called out.

"Master…" Minnie raised her head pitifully.

"Ah, you scared me. Why are you crouching here instead of sleeping?" Wu Heng said, a bit speechless.

"I'm afraid of thunder." Minnie said bashfully.

Wu Heng picked up a blanket and draped it over her, "Crouching here makes you less scared?"

"Yes, it helps a bit." Minnie stood up.

In the bedroom.

Minnie curled up in his arms, her whole body tense.

Wu Heng embraced her, whispering in her ear, "Minnie…"

The bunny girl softly replied, "Master, we've always been yours."

Soon, the bunny girl before him was completely undressed.

Her skin was soft and smooth, her figure slender and graceful.

Unlike the mature Wen Mansa, Minnie was full of youthful vitality.

Crack~!

Another loud thunderclap.

Minnie let out a scream, clinging tightly to him.

......

On the second floor.

The thunder woke Andviel from her deep sleep.

She glanced outside at the pouring rain, got up to check the windows and doors on the first floor, but they were all securely closed.

No sign of rainwater seeping in.

Just as she was about to return to her room, she heard strange sounds coming from the stairs, like a cat meowing, with fluctuating rhythms.

Listening carefully, she realized it was Minnie's moans, filled with pain and discomfort.

Her expression tensed, immediately suspecting that an enemy had infiltrated the residence.

But soon, the sounds turned joyful and excited, and she quickly realized what was happening upstairs.

She spat lightly and went back to her room.

Tossing and turning, she couldn't fall back asleep. The sounds from upstairs kept drilling into her ears, making her body feel restless and uneasy.

After a long while, the panting ceased, and she sighed in relief.

But then, it started again.

"She even took the initiative to go up."