Chapter 21: Upcoming crisis (1)
Chi Xin didn’t care about Han Yiyi’s angry expression. Her only concern regarding this girl was her reason for coming to their base. The protagonist group was there, Chi Xin didn’t believe the plot would send one of its cannon fodder for nothing.
Chi Xin had never investigated anybody but thought it would be difficult to find out Han Yiyi’s purpose. But after one day of following her around, she didn’t want to bother anymore with her.
“Did Miss Han give you this flower?”
“Yes, did she give yours too?”
“She did! In the last days, besides Miss Han, who can grow such beautiful and healthy flowers? I heard that she can also make seeds grow faster and we will get vegetables to eat!”
“Miss Han must be an angel sent from heaven…”
Chi Xin passed two excited women expressionlessly, without paying attention to them. But when the women saw her walk past, they glanced at each other and fell silent.
Plant abilities were indeed very useful during the apocalypse. Not only they could be used to fight, but they could also help fruit and vegetable production and feed the whole base. And in just a few days, almost everyone had been bought by Han Yiyi’s power; everywhere Chi Xin walked by, eight out of ten people were talking about her. They talked about her beauty, her kindness, and her magical powers. And while Chi Xin didn’t want to bother with the girl anymore, she wasn’t sure what Han Yiyi’s objective was and her vigilance towards her never diminished.
She checked her trouble value: 86 points.
She had been reducing and adding a lot recently. Fortunately, her value was not too low and the system couldn’t control her for the time being.
Chi Xin raised her head and saw a handsome figure almost squatting in front of a fruit stand, looking at the apples.
After hesitating for a moment, Chi Xin walked over and greeted him.
Jing Xiubai pushed his glasses and a faint smile appeared on his face when he saw her.
“Look. This apple looks very good.”
Although there was a public cafeteria and supplies were distributed to every family, people who were unable to go out to find items still needed to exchange with each other. Some people were able to grow vegetables, some could grow fruits, and some would craft to make a living.
Chi Xin squatted next to the young man and looked at the fruit in his hand. It was shiny and big, tender and juicy at first glance.
“Very good.”
“The girl has good eyesight. Miss Han specially ripened it for me and the quality is the best!” The vendor smiled, full of praise for Han Yiyi.
Chi Xin frowned slightly and suddenly felt this beautiful apple had become the poisonous fruit given to Snow White by the vicious Queen, full of ominous aura. As she did, Jing Xiubai put the apple back.
The seller looked at the two of them carefully and asked: “Are you… Chi Xin?”
Chi Xin had become rather famous since she had transmigrated and it wasn’t surprising for people to know her. She nodded: “I am.”
Jing Xiubai’s brows furrowed but as he was about to say something, Chi Xin pulled his sleeve and said: “It’s useless to argue.”
The two left the stand and Chi Xin glanced at the hero’s unpleasant expression. She was wondering what to ask him first.
“Is Han Yiyi helping grow plants for nothing?”
Jing Xiubai shook his head: “Cao Yan promised her first dibs when people come back with supplies.”
“Really…” Chi Xin muttered, “She is so benevolent.”
Jing Xiubai let out a sullen laugh.
“Why are you laughing? What about your cold and indifferent persona?”
The hero had a leisurely smile and Chi Xin couldn’t see the shadow of the man who had held a gun against her just some time ago.
“This is the first time I have seen you hate someone so much.”
Jing Xiubai stopped and turned to look at her.
“Then what about me?”
Chi Xin: ?
But before she had time to think about his meaning, a gust of wind blew by her side and people started running in one direction, chanting “Miss Han” or something similar.
Witnessing Chi Xin’s attention being drawn away, Jing Xiubai raised his eyebrows and looked at the commotion too.
Surrounded by the crowd, Han Yiyi was smiling but deep impatience was slightly hidden in her eyes. She pointed at the seedlings of an orange tree and in the midst of everyone’s exclamation, she used her ability to make the tree grow until fruit buds appeared.
Everyone beamed at her and acted as if they had just seen their savior.
Chi Xin: “Let’s take a detour.”
Jing Xiubai: “Yes.”
The two turned around simultaneously but before they could successfully retreat, Han Yiyi’s voice sounded: “Xiubai!”
Han Yiyi’s gaze swept over Chi Xin and a wave of malice and contempt followed. When she turned to Jing Xiubai, an angelic girl with a sweet smile looked at him.
“Xiubai, what a coincidence! What are you doing here?”
Jing Xiubai ignored her and watched Chi Xin: “Let’s meet at 8 tomorrow for departure.”
Chi Xin froze for a second: “You already knew what I wanted to ask?”
The hero showed a trace of helplessness: “If you didn’t need to ask me something, you probably wouldn’t take the initiative to speak to me.”
The two of them continued to act as if Han Yiyi wasn’t here; the girl bit her lower lip and followed them aggrievedly, without speaking nor leaving. This scene made all the onlookers stare at Chi Xin with accusing eyes but both Jing Xiubai and her ignored it.
But in the end, Chi Xin couldn’t stand the evil spirit behind them and she winked at Jing Xiubai.
Chi Xin: I will withdraw first.
Jing Xiubai’s eyes were solemn: Take me with you.
Chi Xin: Good luck!
She threw one more cheering glance towards him and turned around. When Jing Xiubai looked back, she had already disappeared.