Feng Moxi walked out of the alley and summoned the beat-up car she had brought from White Poplar Town. The trio, empty-handed, sped off toward the north.
"Where are we going? Little Xixi, give me a heads-up so I can be mentally prepared...!"
"Chaoyang Base!"
"Never heard of it. Was it built during the Apocalypse? Is it safe? Can we just kick back and eat there?"
The only answer she received was the quiet breeze and the roar of the car!
While driving, Feng Moxi calmly produced a hiking backpack from out of nowhere and began placing food and water inside it.
Su Qingyun couldn't help but advise, "Xiao Xi, I'm not trying to nag, but you shouldn't show off how much you can carry in front of strangers. You know what they say: a man is innocent, but his treasure makes him guilty, you know!"
"I know."
Back at the supermarket, if the situation hadn't been so special—and if she hadn't wanted to deny Hu Jie the spoils—she would never have revealed her space in front of strangers.
