Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies-Chapter 157 - Uncle Murong

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Chapter 157: Uncle Murong

Chapter 157: Uncle Murong

It didn’t bother Su Yinhe when the kids came over to mooch snacks.

Lin Murong was fine with it at first too.

Until—

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“Uncle, uncle, why don’t you have green hair?”

“Uncle, uncle, why is your hair so short?”

“Uncle, you look a lot like Guoguo. Do you like to eat apples?”

“Uncle, can I ride the horsey? Uncle, have you ever seen a big horse?”

“Uncle…”

Ahhh! These little rascals. He was clearly so young; why did they insist on calling him uncle?

He was so young!

Galaxy was called sister, so why did it switch to uncle when it was his turn?

Lin Murong couldn’t accept this and tried to set things right.

“Call me brother, and brother will give you candy.” Lin Murong held out candy trying to correct their address.

“But uncle, this isn’t your candy either. It’s sister’s candy. Taking without asking is stealing, you know.”

“Yeah, yeah, uncle, are you a thief?”

“Uncle, could you not be a thief, please?” If uncle is a thief, no one will let him ride a big horse.

This was the kindest, most patient uncle they had ever met, and he was even willing to play horsey for them to ride.

“Uncle… I mean, brother isn’t a thief.” Lin Murong looked at the candy in his hands, feeling it was wrong to either put it down or keep holding it.

He was caught between a rock and a hard place.

“But that candy isn’t yours, uncle. We saw you take it from sister’s snack bag.” The kids said, with their innocent faces.

Lin Murong: “…”

Ahhhhhhh!

He really wasn’t an uncle!

He was only a bit older than Galaxy for goodness’ sake! He didn’t even have a girlfriend! How did that make him an uncle!

He was clearly so young! Handsome! A brother! Brother!

Lin Murong put the candy down, then grabbed at his clothes, howling inside.

His mouth was howling, too.

But fearing he would scare them, he could only open his mouth silently.

“What… are you doing?” Su Yinhe was startled by him.

“Galaxy, do I look old?” Lin Murong grabbed his chest, gazing at her listlessly.

“Hm… not really. There’s a bit, though.” Su Yinhe stretched out her finger to show a little gap.

Lin Murong, you see, generally lived a rough life.

This “rough” is relative to Chi Yan.

Compared to most people in the apocalypse, he could be considered rather refined; at least he bathed once a day and washed his hair every day.

That counted as refined, only just a bit rougher than Chi Yan.

“You… sob sob sob… I’m going to use a facial mask, I need to hydrate, I need to sleep and wake up early!” Lin Murong cried as he ran away.

Su Yinhe: “???”

What the heck.

Why suddenly so concerned about his appearance.

Su Yinhe looked at the kids quietly eating their candy.

“Did you bully him?”

The kids shook their heads in unison.

“No, we didn’t bully uncle. Uncle just stole sister’s candy, and we were educating him.”

Such tiny mouths spewing such heart-wrenching words.

Su Yinhe understood what had happened to Lin Murong.

But he should be able to work things out, right?

After all, he was so optimistic; he should be fine by tomorrow.

After some thought, Su Yinhe decided to have a chat with these little ones.

“Do your parents know you come here every day?”

“Sister, I don’t have parents.”

“Sister, I don’t have any either.”

“I don’t either.”

Seven or eight children, five or six of them said they didn’t have any.

They didn’t seem sad when they said it.

They even seemed a bit naive.

The person who had raised them had done a very good job. Lin Musen was indeed a qualified base leader.

In the apocalypse, his base still had children who could afford to be naive.

Su Yinhe went around and patted each of their heads.

She didn’t actually like children very much. Many years ago, she had encountered several bratty kids on buses and streets.

They did whatever they wanted and disrupted her peace.

But the children here were well-behaved and sensible.

“Here, take more snacks.” But Su Yinhe still wouldn’t buy apples from Lin Musen.

She could only help out a little.

She couldn’t afford to bring trouble upon herself.

And it was time for them to move to another base.

Lin Musen cried an ugly cry when he knew they were leaving.

His long green hair was all tangled, but he didn’t care; he had been busy taking inventory of supplies these past few days.

He had bought loads of supplies, so he could take in more people, and the likelihood of people starving in the base had decreased significantly.

He had nothing left to trade with Su Yinhe for supplies, but he had sent some of his people out to look for Crystal Cores.

His people hadn’t even returned yet, and Su Yinhe and company were already leaving.

Lin Musen was so reluctant to see them go.

“Can’t you stay just a couple more days?” Waaaah… His people hadn’t come back yet.

“No, we have to go. You’ve already bought enough supplies from me.” Su Yinhe looked at him as he sobbed and blew his nose, and felt a bit disgusted.

Lin Musen was very restrained.

Despite being the boss of the base and having so much money to buy whatever he desired,

he held back.

He saved his money for rice, flour, and cooking oil.

She had seen Lin Musen salivating over a packet of spicy strips more than once, even though he could easily buy a few packs with just a few dollars, but he just couldn’t bring himself to do it.

Even if he had just a few dollars left, he would rather spend it on bulk rice and beans.

“It’s still not enough, it’s never enough.” Indeed, there was already a lot of grain in the warehouse, but he still felt it wasn’t enough.

That stored grain would be enough for the current population of the base for three to five years.

But he still felt it wasn’t enough.

Would the disasters end in three to five years? Could humanity really restore its original order in that time?

Does this apocalypse have an end?

“Alright, even if I gave you the entire supermarket, you would still feel it wasn’t enough.”

“Ah? You want to give me the supermarket!”

“Get lost. Listen carefully and not just halfway. You’ve got to strive on your own, fend for the people you picked up yourself. If you really can’t support them, they’re all adults now. Saving them once is good enough; you can’t always be their savior. Everyone has their own fate.” Su Yinhe could only say this.

She felt she was being a bit cold-hearted.

But then again, sometimes those who are cold-hearted live longer.

“But…”

“No buts. Don’t take all the responsibility on yourself.” Lin Musen was just a Superpower User with a slightly higher superpower level, not a god.

She really didn’t understand why he wanted to save everyone.

Maybe she would never understand.

“Here’s a parting gift for you. Thanks for those baskets of apples you brought.” Thinking of this, Su Yinhe felt a bit annoyed.

Lin Musen was unrelenting in his habits; he had later brought them a few more baskets of apples.

Trying to shift their tastes again.

Su Yinhe had a few and then got sick of them.

She still had several baskets left, with no idea when she would finish them.

But anyway, it was a gift given.

It wasn’t as if he was trying to trade apples for money.

Su Yinhe reluctantly gave him a reciprocal gift.

“What?” Lin Musen looked at the small cloth bag she handed him, a bit bewildered.