Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies-Chapter 239: Resolutely resist

Chapter 239: Resolutely resist

He was like this every day, and it was already very annoying.

Why couldn’t Xiao Yu be more sensible?

He was so busy every day for whom? It was all for her.

Why couldn’t she be more considerate toward him? Why did she always have to cause him trouble?

“Brother… Big brother?” Huang Yu was so scared that she couldn’t cry.

“Alright, just be sensible, I’m already very tired.”

Huang Jing left Huang Yu and went off to be alone in silence.

He was truly exhausted.

Seeing Huang Yu acting as if it were a matter of life and death every day, he couldn’t help but think of how good Song Ya was.

If Song Ya were here, seeing him so busy, she would never bother him; she was always very considerate.

When he was away, Song Ya would take care of the house for him. Although she would miss him, she would be sensible and not clingy at all.

It would be nice if Song Ya were here; she could help him soothe his sister.

However…

This was all caused by Song Ya in the first place.

Suddenly, Huang Jing laughed out of anger.

After leaving him, Song Ya seemed to have grown much bolder.

Whether it was really reflecting on Song Ya’s goodness or not, these past few days, as he busied himself, he would unconsciously call out Song Ya’s name, then remember she was no longer there and could only shake his head and sigh.

This event was leaked to Song Ya by Huang Jing’s trusted subordinates.

His loyal men were quite capable of imitation; aside from their faces and builds, they were not much different from him.

That completely disgusted Song Ya.

So disgusted that she didn’t even want to take revenge anymore.

But on second thought, she couldn’t let her suffering be for nothing, she couldn’t let her years of youth be wasted, and she couldn’t have been a nanny to Xiao Yu for so many years for nothing.

She had to get it back.

Additionally, given how enthusiastically Huang Jing’s loyal brothers supported her, how could she let them down?

She must take severe revenge.

That was a necessity.

What’s the most important thing in the apocalypse?

Of course, it was supplies.

“Do you guys want Huang Jing’s supplies?” Song Ya loudly conspired with Huang Jing’s loyal brothers.

“We do… of course we do, but Huang Jing isn’t easy to deal with. If he finds out…” Huang Jing’s loyal brothers looked at each other uncertainly.

“What’s there to be afraid of? Just don’t let him find out. I’ll take the lead; when the time comes, I’ll move them, and you guys arrange for someone to receive them. If the supplies go missing, it’s on me; what does it have to do with you?”

“Right, right, right. But… are you really willing to take such a big risk…” In the end, wouldn’t you just be giving the supplies away to them for free?

She might truly be a fool.

Under their incredulous gazes, Song Ya actually emptied Huang Jing’s store of supplies overnight.

Having been with Huang Jing for so long, this was the only benefit she got.

After a night of hard work, Song Ya gained a sore back and a sense of joy; Huang Jing’s loyal brothers got the supplies. Everyone was delighted, except for Huang Jing.

“In the future, you’re our benefactor. Whenever you want to beat up Xiao Yu, just let us know. We’ll find her for you, no matter if it’s to the end of the earth, and let you do it,” Huang Jing’s loyal brothers now looked at Song Ya as if she were a god of wealth.

Song Ya: “…”

Thanks a lot.

But she probably didn’t need them to go to such extremes.

If they really could go anywhere and do anything, that would be the end of it.

If they had the ability to go anywhere and do anything, she wouldn’t dare to offend them.

She had just been a little lucky, stumbling upon a supermarket and managing to pick her neglected superpower back up. But no matter how much she picked it up, she couldn’t go anywhere and do anything.

If they could, then she would certainly have to avoid them.

No offense, but she couldn’t afford it.

Huang Jing’s supplies were gone.

He didn’t find out until the next day.

An entire warehouse of supplies, and in the end, not even a plank of wood was left.

Not even a plank!

“Who?! Who the hell was it!” Huang Jing completely lost his mind. In the apocalypse, superpowers and supplies were a person’s backbone.

Now, he had suddenly lost half of his backbone.

How was he supposed to stay calm?

He couldn’t calm down at all.

He was about to murder someone!

Murder!

Murder!

But no matter how angry Huang Jing got, gone was gone. No matter how he fumed, the supplies were just not there.

He had a tiny bit of affection for Song Ya, but this tiny bit couldn’t compare to those supplies.

Now his hatred for Song Ya had seeped into his bones.

He wished he could skin Song Ya alive, drink her blood.

Song Ya knew Huang Jing hated her. The more Huang Jing hated her, the happier she became. Hate was good, she had felt the same way about him at the time.

Huang Jing was now beside himself with rage, swearing he would catch Song Ya.

Underneath his murderous fury, Huang Jing would bite anyone he caught, but Song Ya didn’t resist. She quickly ran off.

She ran back to the supermarket to continue researching new ways to eat instant noodles, leaving Huang Jing alone in his impotent rage.

Then Su Yinhe suffered again.

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Were these two even normal?

It could be overlooked if they weren’t normal, but why did they have to force her to be abnormal as well?

She was really just a normal person, alright? She didn’t want to join in. She just wanted to watch from the sidelines.

Didn’t want to join in, not the slightest bit.

It was truly terrifying.

Aaah!

About to go crazy.

Milk tea with instant noodles, ice cream with instant noodles, coffee with instant noodles…

Together, Song Ya and Lin Murong could come up with anything.

Whimpering…

What they came up with, what they brewed, she was the one who suffered.

If they liked it, let them. Why force her?

Wait till the day she got angry—she would hide all the instant noodles in the supermarket.

They wouldn’t get to enjoy them.

Whimpering…

But small cakes were good.

She needed three strawberry cakes to be soothed.

The strawberry cake arrived just in time. Chi Yan, not sure if he knew she liked strawberry cakes, made them every day now. He had turned one strawberry cake into a work of art.

They were becoming more beautiful, like art pieces. Sometimes, Su Yinhe couldn’t bear to eat them.

But with Chi Yan eagerly awaiting her reaction, she couldn’t bear to refuse. Mainly, she really wanted to eat it.

Compared to that innovative instant noodle, she still had an appetite for small cakes.

Small cakes were really delicious, far tastier than inventive instant noodles.

Why did she say so? Because she had tried them, forced to.

Lin Murong and Song Ya were too good at brainwashing. Before she knew it, she was brainwashed and tried the coffee-flavored noodles.

How to put it, it was a taste that sent your soul ascending.

After eating it, she felt quite floaty. Once she floated back down, she vomited.

What a waste, such a waste.

Su Yinhe hugged herself and sobbed.

Why did she believe their nonsense? How did she let herself be brainwashed by them?

She really tried coffee instant noodles, an innovative dish that sounded unappetizing. If she could turn back time, she would slap herself silly.

Whimpering…

It was truly disgusting.

Absolutely vile.

Made her vomit from disgust.

Now, only small cakes could comfort her, whimpering… so delicious, the small cakes, forever divine.

Coffee instant noodles, forever a cult.

Must resolutely resist, can’t fall for their sugar-coated traps.