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Seeing that he really gave it to her, Meng Jiao showed a hint of surprise on her face.

I reached out to take it and intended to pretend to throw it into the space, but after taking a small bite, I was surprised to find that I could taste a faint taste of scallion oil in it.

This time, Meng Jiao was really surprised.

She couldn't help but look up at Qi Chuan, only to find that he was also staring at her without blinking.

In Qi Chuan's eyes, the little girl took it nervously, and then the compressed biscuit that was hard to swallow in their mouths tasted so good that her eyes lit up, and she even looked at him with gratitude.

Suddenly I felt a little disgusted because I only had a piece of compressed biscuit on me. There seemed to be chocolate in Ruan Zhicai's space. Girls should like it, right?

After taking less than two bites, Meng Jiao found that the biscuit had lost its taste again, so she pretended to be full and carefully rolled up the biscuit and put it in her pocket.

Qi Chuan frowned when he saw this, thinking, aren't these the only two birds that are fed at home? No wonder they are so thin...

I was just about to tell her not to save it. After all, when Ruan Zhicai was preparing to go on a voluntary disaster relief mission, he had stockpiled more than ten boxes of these compressed biscuits in his space.

The headset suddenly rang at this moment, and Shang Su's voice came out from the other side.

"Brother Chuan, we are coming in to provide support. Which floor are you on now?"

"No need to come up, I can go down by myself, you guys go back to the car first."

As soon as Qi Chuan finished speaking, before he could put down his hand, he heard Shang Su's voice from the other side again.

"Brother Chuan, on the third floor, we found two second-level ones."

After verifying their idea last night, they finally classified the zombies with that white crystal core as level two. However, they only encountered two of them after a whole day of cleaning yesterday, but there were two on the third floor of this building alone.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but put his eyes back on the little girl in front of him, nodded his earphone and reminded her,

"Then be careful, I'll be down right away."

After cutting off the conversation, Qi Chuan slightly bent down, nodded his throat and asked Meng Jiao,

"You can't talk, can you?"

Meng Jiao nodded without hesitation, as she couldn't open her mouth to make a huh or a howl at him.

Qi Chuan then asked,

"You can control zombies, right?"

As soon as the words came out, the girl opposite him hesitated, but Qi Chuan did not move, but continued to look at her with encouraging eyes.

After a moment, Meng Jiao pursed her lips, turned and went into the kitchen of the house. When she came out, she had a bamboo flute in her hand that was longer than her upper body.

Under Qi Chuan's slightly complicated gaze, Meng Jiao pointed at the bamboo flute and then pointed outside, meaning that she could just play this.

Although his conjecture was proven, Qi Chuan was inexplicably unhappy.

This little girl is so naive and well-behaved. She said everything when I only gave her one compressed biscuit. What if someone else was given two?

"Is this flute your supernatural power?"

Meng Jiao tilted her head in confusion. Her bright big eyes and long black hair made her look even cuter.

Qi Chuan secretly rubbed his fingers together, and his guard against her could not help but drop.

If I don't save this little girl who can't even hold a gun today, how will she survive in this cannibalistic apocalypse?

Licking his slightly dry lips, Qi Chuan guessed that she might only know about zombies, but knew nothing about other things outside.

So he stretched out his hand and released a small ball of fire, which he held in his palm closer to show her, and at the same time he briefly summarized the important events since the outbreak of the apocalypse to tell her.

Qi Chuan was afraid that she would be scared so he put out a small ball. However, when he saw Meng Jiao's mouth turned round in surprise, he controlled himself and made it smaller for fear that she would think that he had the potential to hurt her.

In fact, Meng Jiao was surprised on the surface, but she was actually sighing in her heart.

Wow, such a Q fire, I'm afraid she can't even touch a finger~

After showing her his supernatural powers, Qi Chuan retracted the flame and asked sincerely,

"Like I said just now, your ability to control zombies may also be a form of psychic. It has only been three months since the apocalypse, but because the wasteland cannot be used for farming, supplies will only become less and less in the future, and the environment will only become worse and worse.

No one can guess what will happen next, so I sincerely invite you to join my superpower team.

Of course, if you don't want to, I won't force you. I can send you back to the Dawn Base, where at least you can be guaranteed to be safe."

After hearing what he said, Meng Jiao looked down at the flute in her hand, clenched her fingers for a while, and nodded under Qi Chuan's expectant eyes.

Qi Chuan touched his head, a secret joy rising in his heart. He attributed this to the fact that the team had received a great help.

He quickly sorted out the gun bag and the guns he had taken off before. Thinking of the awkward way the girl held the gun with both hands before, he squatted down, rolled up his trouser legs and took out a small M1943.

When he stood up and prepared to hand it to Meng Jiao, he saw the girl's face puffed up slightly, and her face looked a little resentful, as if the three characters "You lied to me" were written on it.

It was then that he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have used his gun to show his sincerity.

Rubbing his nose awkwardly, Qi Chuan tried to change the subject.

"Ahem, do you have anything else you want to take with you? We may not come back if we leave."

Meng Jiao was quickly distracted by his gaze, took the gun and turned back into the previous room.

Qi Chuan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't understand why he felt so nervous about such a small matter, but this girl was too easy to fool.

Thinking that he could help her get things, Qi Chuan collected his thoughts and followed her in.

"Um, what's your name?"

Meng Jiao, who was trying to stuff the quilt into the sack, heard his question, thought for a moment and raised her hand to signal him to look.

Then she slowly wrote the two words "Meng Jiao" stroke by stroke.

Qi Chuan didn't even dare to blink, and followed the direction of her hand and wrote it in his mind at the same time. Seeing that she was still waiting for his feedback, he quickly spoke out,

"So your name is Meng Jiao, so should I call you Xiao Meng? Or Jiao Jiao?"

Qi Chuan regretted it after he finished speaking. If a good person came up and called someone "Jiaojiao", people who didn't know him would think he was a gangster.

"Just kidding, Xiao Meng, I'll help you with whatever you need to bring."

Meng Jiao also quickly pretended to be distracted by him.

He pointed at the things in the sack, then at the pillow, and even at the washbasin behind him, indicating that she should carry them all.

Qi Chuan frowned, took a few steps forward and looked at the bag in her hand which was obviously almost full. He was curious about how much she was going to take.

When I looked down, the expression on my face was indescribable.

I took out the quilt that filled up the entire woven bag because it was stuffed so carelessly, and then looked back at the Suzhou embroidery pillowcase that I insisted on using even when it turned white after washing.

Qi Chuan also understood that although the little girl looked a little embarrassed because of the end of the world,

But judging from the fact that he can't even fold a quilt, I'm afraid he never suffered any hardship before the end of the world.

No wonder her long hair is so messy, and she doesn't even bother to wipe her neck to disguise her face.

No wonder, so easy to deceive...

I'm afraid I'll have to take her to see more of the cruelty of the end of the world. This is no longer the rule of law society we used to be.

I'm afraid she'll be cheated and still count money for others...