Chapter 492: Chapter 492: We Are All Family From the Orphanage

In the post-apocalyptic world, a girl who dresses cleanly must have a powerful backing.

Otherwise, a girl would never appear in the crowd looking so pristine.

Because in the apocalypse, the law has zero binding force on everyone, even Mr. Bai is out of a job. What fairness and justice can there be in this world?

Everything is spoken through strength.

Some thugs who take advantage of the apocalypse to bully girls consciously stay away from the girls who dress cleanly.

For fear of provoking a presence they cannot afford to provoke.

The Yunhua Safety Base is very large, just the living area is way bigger than the Fire Phoenix Safety Base.

There are many Superpower Users as well, First Rank Superpower Users aren’t particularly in demand, only considered to be a slightly above average existence.

In fact, Bai Xiqin even saw a First Rank Superpower User sitting dejectedly on the ground in the living area, in a state of self-abandonment.

There are heaps of zombies in Shanghai, and the power of a First Rank Superpower User is simply not daring enough to venture deep into Shanghai, only able to search for resources on the edges and execute some relatively easy tasks.

And those not-so-powerful First Rank Superpower Users are pretty much the same as ordinary people from other places, with no sense of superiority even in the safety base.

The two walked side by side, without lingering in the crowd, they directly passed through the gates of the living area and wandered around the Yunhua Safety Base.

On the surface, the Yunhua Safety Base is the most like the pre-apocalypse places they have seen.

Occasionally, scenes of children playing and frolicking inside the base can be seen, with bright smiles on their faces.

Youths are not aware of the taste of sorrow.

Perhaps they don’t even know the meaning of the apocalypse.

Judging from their attire, they are definitely children of some powerful people.

Some children without powerful protection find it hard to even have a full meal, so how could they have the energy to run around?

Besides the kids who are horsing around, there are also vendors holding cigarettes and alcohol for sale.

Occasionally, one or two people inquire about the prices of cigarettes and alcohol, and upon hearing the prices, shake their heads and walk away.

Even so, the vendor didn’t try to retain his business.

Someone will eventually buy these "luxuries."

Perhaps because Bai Xiqin and Leng Yebai were dressed too neatly, the vendor quickly targeted them and approached with the cigarettes and alcohol.

"Want some cigarettes and alcohol? I’ve got good stuff here at a cheap price. If you want, I’ll sell it to you for cheaper."

The vendor was a middle-aged man with an oily smile on his face.

"How much?"

Bai Xiqin casually pointed to a pack of cigarettes.

This was a relatively expensive brand before the apocalypse, around seventy-something bucks a pack.

"One hundred ordinary crystal cores or one First Rank Crystal Core." The man’s smile grew even greasier.

Crystal cores are divided into ordinary crystal cores, First Rank Crystal Cores, Second Rank Crystal Cores, and upwards with no cap at the moment.

Conversion units among crystal cores are actually unstable, with a First Rank Crystal Core being equivalent to a hundred ordinary crystal cores.

But a Third Rank Crystal Core definitely cannot be used as a hundred Second Rank Crystal Cores.

Higher Rank crystal cores contain terrifying amounts of energy, High Rank Zombies are difficult to hunt, and even harder to find.

Low Rank crystal cores are often used to buy things or as circulating currency, while High Rank crystal cores are collected for Superpower Users to absorb.

Therefore, very few people use High Rank crystal cores in place of low ones.

Bai Xiqin glanced at Leng Yebai, who very consciously took a First Rank Crystal Core out of his pocket and handed it to the vendor.

The vendor’s eyes lit up, he quickly reached his hand out and received it, then gave the goods to Leng Yebai.

Leng Yebai doesn’t smoke or drink, he merely put the items into his pocket.

"Where’s the black market here?" Bai Xiqin finally asked.

"Just keep going straight ahead." The middle-aged man, just having completed a small deal, was in a good mood. He glanced around and lowered his voice, "It looks like you guys are new here. If you’re heading to the black market, never casually buy meat there."

Meat is a delicacy, people crave it when hungry.

But with no artificial farms in the apocalypse, meat sources can only be captured.

If it’s just ordinary mutant animals or ordinary poultry, it might be fine to eat, but there are always some unscrupulous vendors selling meat from inedible animals.

Such as animals whose mouths and stomachs carry the zombie virus.

Bai Xiqin nodded slightly, then she and Leng Yebai walked towards the black market.

In the black market, one can learn the most about the safety base’s happenings; it’s the center of gossip.

With every step closer, the number of people increased, it seemed the black market was quite popular here.

"Brother Leng!"

Suddenly, a crisp and pleasant voice came from behind, with a hint of excitement.

Bai Xiqin and Leng Yebai were visiting the safety base for the first time; they didn’t know anyone there, so they didn’t respond to the voice.

The surname Leng was not exclusive to Leng Yebai!

Thus, Bai Xiqin and Leng Yebai continued walking forward without pausing.

They heard footsteps behind them, and soon, a pink figure appeared in front of the two.

"Brother Leng! It’s really you! I can’t believe I can see you again!"

Before the pink figure could stand firm, she rushed toward Leng Yebai, seemingly ready for a warm embrace.

Leng Yebai frowned slightly, and just as the pink figure was about to crash into his arms, he swiftly sidestepped.

"Ah—"

With a thud.

The pink figure fell flat on the ground, leaving a long bloody mark on her fair skin from the rough surface.

"Brother Leng, don’t you remember me? I’m Kerou!"

The tender voice resounded, carrying a hint of grievance, as she slightly stretched her slender fingers towards Leng Yebai, as if hoping for him to pull her up.

It was then Bai Xiqin finally saw the face of that figure, a delicate and fair little face, with big eyes shrouded in misty tears, appearing aggrieved.

Like a delicate Barbie doll on TV.

"She’s calling you!"

Bai Xiqin calmly tugged at Leng Yebai, her gaze fixed on his fingers.

If he dared to reach out to help the girl up, there would be another Yang Guo in the world.

Leng Yebai looked at the girl on the ground with a dazed expression, seriously contemplating for a second.

"I don’t know you, let’s go."

After saying that, Leng Yebai took Bai Xiqin’s hand and walked around the pink figure, continuing towards the black market.

In such a big world, all sorts of people exist.

Leng Yebai thought, could it be someone trying to scam him?

He didn’t have any crystal cores, all his crystal cores were used to buy pretty clothes for Xiao Niu!

"Brother Leng, I really am Kerou, don’t you remember? We grew up in the same orphanage, we’re like family from the orphanage!"

Seeing Leng Yebai walking away, Song Kerou immediately stood up and chased after him.

After ten years apart, she recognized Leng Yebai at first sight.

There wasn’t much difference between him at sixteen and him at twenty-six, except for being more mature.

Same as before, even in the crowd, she could spot him instantly.

Leng Yebai looked at Song Kerou, his brow furrowed tightly.

Seeing him look at her, Song Kerou thought he recognized her, and quickly put on a bashful smile.

For the first time, his gaze lingered on her face for this long.

"I have no crystal cores. If you’re trying to scam me, I’ll kill you."

Leng Yebai said seriously, and as he spoke, purple lightning flickered from his hand.

Song Kerou: ???