I'm Hoarding for the Apocalypse

Chapter 49: A Nonchalant Explanation

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

As expected, it was He Xing. He spoke from outside the door,”Du Yue, are you awake? I’ve already prepared dinner.

“I’m awake! I’ll go over now!” Du Yue kept the towel in her interspace. She smoothed her hair with her hand and went to open the door for the man.

The moment she opened the door, she saw the other party smiling at her happily. Du Yue was puzzled. Why was he always so energetic and did not seem to have any worries? Du Yue closed the door and followed her to the next house.

When she entered his house, Du Yue looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief. She had only slept for a dozen hours, and he had already cleaned up the originally messy house. The speed of his work was too fast. Was he a housekeeper before? The room was now in good order. There were some paper boxes against the wall, but there were fewer of them. The rest must have been placed in other rooms.

In the middle of the living room, He Xing had set up a small coffee table with two boxes of red wine on both sides. On top of the boxes, there was a cushion, which made them into two simple stools. Beside the table, there was a white fan. However, when Du Yue sat down on the bench, she realized that the wind from the fan was very strong, and it was even slightly cold. Du Yue looked at the fan curiously, but she did not see any water tanks on it. How could there be a cool breeze, then?

However, she did not show too much curiosity. After all, people who could come to the first base all had their own abilities, so it was normal for them to have supplies that she had never seen before. At this time, there was nothing on the coffee table. It was empty. Du Yue did not know what He Xing wanted to treat her to.

“Have a seat first. I’ll go get some food.” He Xing stood up and walked toward the kitchen as he spoke. Du Yue subconsciously followed his footsteps and looked toward the kitchen. When the kitchen door opened, Du Yue was surprised to see a double-door refrigerator by the window.

Where did this fridge come from? When she helped He Xing move his things yesterday, she did not see it.

He Xing opened the refrigerator and took out a stainless steel bowl. Du Yue was sitting in the living room. She did not see what was in the bowl, but she smelled a very familiar scent—spicy crayfish.

He Xing placed the bowl on the coffee table. Du Yue also saw the contents of the bowl. It was indeed crayfish, and He Xing had even put noodles in the bowl. “Wait a minute, there’s more!” He Xing quickly returned to the kitchen. When he came back, he had two bottles of ice-cold soda in his hands.

The soda bottles were still emitting cool air, which made one feel refreshed. He Xing sat across from Du Yue and handed her a bottle of soda. “Here you go.” Du Yue took it, opened the bottle, and took a big gulp. After drinking the cool soda, he felt refreshed from head to toe, and his mood was lifted.

He Xing took a few sips as well. Suddenly, he remembered something and ran to the kitchen to get two sets of bowls and chopsticks. When he came back, he even scratched his head in embarrassment. “It’s my first time treating someone to a meal. Please forgive me if my preparations are lacking!”

“No, I think you’ve done a pretty good job.” She was just a freeloader. She only had to sit here and wait to eat food that was prepared by others. If she were to be picky, that would be too unreasonable of her.

He Xing scooped out two bowls of noodles and placed one of the bowls with more crayfish meat in front of Du Yue. Du Yue only took one bite and could tell that it was the kind of leftover crayfish that was often sold in the supermarket. It could be eaten after being heated up. Before the apocalypse, not many people would buy it. In the summer night market, there was no shortage of fresh spicy crayfish. Who would want to eat this kind of product made from leftovers?

However, after the apocalypse, there were very few people who could eat food like this. Du Yue had bought quite a few of these crawfish and was storing them in her interspace. She did not know where He Xing had bought it from, but it was much harder to get than instant noodles.

Du Yue was still puzzled. He Xing seemed to have guessed what she was thinking, so he took the initiative to speak, “I sold a batch of weapons to the base and they gave me this house. I even earned quite a bit of contribution points. The fridge and crayfish are what I asked for yesterday. They just sent them over.”

As Du Yue listened to his nonchalant explanation, a huge wave of shock rose in her heart. She killed eight bald men yesterday and plundered so many resources from their vehicle, but she only managed to exchange them for 3,600 contribution points, which was only enough for her to pay three years’ worth of rent.

He Xing sold a batch of weapons to the base, and the base gave him a house and additional contribution points. For He Xing to use the phrase ‘quite a bit’ to describe it, he must have gotten quite a lot of contribution points. He even got crayfish and a refrigerator, which were in high demand now.