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Li Nan was enamored with the Black Gold Minghong Blade in his hand, fiddling with it excitedly. Meanwhile, Fatty joked, "Brother Nan, your swordsmanship is no different from the average gangster on the street. You can chop people and zombies, but if you run into a master, you might be in trouble!"
Upon hearing this, Li Nan's interest was piqued. "Are you saying you know a master swordsman?"
Fatty raised an eyebrow. "Did I say that?"
Li Nan nodded. "You didn't say it outright, but your expression definitely suggests it!"
Fatty chuckled, "In a harmonious society, who walks around all day wielding a knife and killing? But if Brother Nan wants to learn swordsmanship, I do know someone. He's right here in the camp and is quite skilled; calling it Butcher's Skill wouldn't be an exaggeration!"
Li Nan retracted his Black Gold Minghong Blade with one hand and asked, "Who?"
Fatty's smile widened. "Old Wang next door!"
Unable to contain his amusement, Fatty burst into laughter at Li Nan's serious expression. At that moment, Li Nan's eyes widened as he kicked Fatty in the rear.
"Stop messing with me!"
Fatty took the kick without flinching and lowered his body, laughing uncontrollably, while Li Nan couldn't help but smirk.
Not far from Li Nan's Small Buildings, there was indeed a wooden shack where a rugged man named Wang lived. He had even set up a fence around it and kept a small pig inside.
Wang the Butcher, nicknamed Old Wang, was a butcher before the apocalypse, specializing in slaughtering pigs and sheep. He also had some cooking skills and worked as a chef in the camp, preparing meals for Liu Long and Gao Hu, making quite a bit of profit. Among everyone in the camp, he was even more rotund than Fatty!
Fatty continued to chatter away. "Brother Nan, I'm not joking with you; that butcher's swordsmanship is indeed fierce. Butcher's Skill is no joke."
Li Nan exclaimed, "Go! Hurry up and take Qin Lang to learn from him! All you do is talk nonsense all day!"
Fatty turned around and called out, "Qin Lang, let's go. Master will take you to practice shooting and show you what lightning-fast knife techniques look like!"
Seeing Fatty's carefree demeanor, Li Nan couldn't help but smile. He immediately put away the Black Gold Minghong Blade in his hand. In this era, it was no longer a time for martial arts experts to duel; techniques were merely for show. What mattered was defeating the enemy, and Li Nan aimed to use the Black Gold Minghong Blade not against martial arts masters but to break through the thick armor of those Mutated Monsters. Being able to defeat the enemy was truly a dominant skill!
After putting away the Black Gold Minghong Blade, Mo Xiaohui walked out of the room and noticed Li Nan holding a dark, heavy knife. She curiously asked, "What happened just now? Why was there such a commotion?"
"Nothing much, Fatty came by to deliver something for me!"
Seeing the Black Blade in Li Nan's hand, Mo Xiaohui didn't ask further. "Knives and swords have no eyes; you'd better keep it hidden to avoid hurting anyone!"
Li Nan understood and quickly grabbed a bed sheet from the sofa, wrapping it around the Black Gold Minghong Blade. "I'll keep this safe; it won't hurt anyone!"
As he spoke, Li Nan had already gone upstairs, while Mo Xiaohui noticed a red notice on the coffee table and leaned over to take a look. Although the notice had gotten wet, the writing was still legible.
Mo Xiaohui picked up the notice and called out to Li Nan, who was going upstairs, "No matter what happens in the end, I just hope you can be okay. I don't care about being the big brother in the camp; I just want you to be safe and sound!"
Li Nan turned back with a smile and said, "I have my own plans; you don't need to worry about this. What’s meant to happen will happen eventually; I can handle it all!"
Seeing Li Nan's confident demeanor eased Mo Xiaohui's anxious heart. If a woman couldn't do anything else, she could only silently support the man with grand ambitions. Now, Mo Xiaohui was willing to believe in this man who had conquered her heart!
As Li Nan stepped on the floorboards with the Black Gold Minghong wrapped in a bed sheet, he felt a surge of emotion. He couldn't afford to lose; he had children, brothers, and a woman who loved him. He was no longer that Intern Doctor who had just experienced the apocalypse; now he bore greater responsibilities. He was the backbone for many people, and for their collective interests, he could not fail.
"I cannot lose!" Li Nan silently vowed as he resolutely walked into his room.
Although Li Nan and Mo Xiaohui had already established a marital relationship and referred to each other as husband and wife, they still had separate rooms and only occasionally indulged in their crazy world together.
Li Nan's room contained only a large bed, while the rest of the space was empty. However, both walls were adorned with various items.
A Mechanical Composite Longbow, a resin quiver, and a wool coat.
Li Nan reached out and hung the Black Gold Minghong Blade, which had been wrapped up, on the wall, along with the bag filled with special Arrows.
Looking at the wall full of items, Li Nan felt quite emotional. Along the way, from Jiangbei Hospital to this surviving camp, he had picked up too many scraps and encountered many people. In the end, his gains were only these items on the wall and the few people around him. This was his honor, and he would not let it go easily. If anyone wanted to destroy everything he had built, Li Nan could only say one thing to them: "When two sides clash, risking lives and heads, if you come to fight, I will spare no effort!"
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In the evening, Li Nan finally came out of his room. He seemed to be in good spirits, not belonging to those who were mentally disturbed.
Mo Xiaohui and Lingdang'er had already prepared several simple dishes and were waiting for Li Nan to come downstairs for dinner.
During dinner, Li Dapeng was still absent, but Li Nan did not ask about it anymore; he seemed to have a good attitude.
At the dining table, Li Nan sat at the head, with Mo Xiaohui sitting close beside him and Lingdang'er at the end of the table.
Li Nan picked up a pair of bamboo chopsticks and raised his rice bowl, saying, "The food is good; your skills have improved!"
Mo Xiaohui added a portion of dish into Li Nan's bowl and said, "It was made by Lingdang'er!"
Li Nan looked at Lingdang'er and noticed her big eyes fixed on the rice bowl as if she had something on her mind.
Li Nan turned to Mo Xiaohui again and saw that she had quite an appetite. "Is there something going on?"
Just as Li Nan was pondering this, Mo Xiaohui suddenly sensed Li Nan's gaze. As her eyes shifted, she also noticed Lingdang'er's unusual behavior.
Mo Xiaohui lightly tapped Lingdang'er's arm and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Suddenly hearing Mo Xiaohui's voice, Lingdang'er momentarily didn't react. After a brief pause, she said, "N-nothing at all!"
Seeing this, Mo Xiaohui smiled and said, "You’re not hiding something from us, are you?"
Lingdang'er shivered slightly but explained, "Of course not! Sister Mo, please don’t joke around!"
Li Nan didn’t notice anything unusual, but Mo Xiaohui, relying on her innate sensitivity as a woman, immediately determined that Lingdang'er had something on her mind—something difficult to express.
Mo Xiaohui put down her bowl and chopsticks and asked, "Where did you go this afternoon? I didn’t see you all day!"
Lingdang'er’s face turned red. "In the morning, we were practicing shooting at the range. In the afternoon, I rested and stayed in my room!"
Mo Xiaohui glanced at Li Nan and then at Lingdang'er, instantly channeling her inner detective. She immediately denied, "That’s impossible! I saw you come back from outside in the afternoon. How could you have stayed in your room the whole time?"
With Mo Xiaohui's words exposing her, Lingdang'er’s blush intensified.
Mo Xiaohui shook her head and said, "You weren’t with that Fatty this afternoon, were you? I wondered why he let us rest in the afternoon; turns out he had a date with a beauty!"
Upon hearing this, Li Nan's bamboo chopsticks suddenly froze in mid-air as he looked at Lingdang'er. "Is that true?"
Lingdang'er nodded and shook her head. "It’s not like that. My wrist got hurt while practicing shooting in the morning. Fat Brother said he had some ointment for external injuries, so I went to get it. It’s not what you think!"
Li Nan chuckled bitterly. "I never expected Fatty to have this skill. It seems letting you two learn shooting from him was a mistake. Mo Xiaohui, you must not fall for Fatty's tricks so easily!"
Mo Xiaohui rolled her eyes at Li Nan. "Stop being so unserious all the time! Can’t you say something nice? This could actually be a good thing!"
Hearing Mo Xiaohui's first half of the sentence made Li Nan feel as if he had been slapped in the face; hadn’t he just said something similar to Fatty in the morning? He didn’t expect it would come back to him later that evening.
Li Nan's expression turned serious as he said to Lingdang'er, "So, what do you think? My chubby brother isn't bad, right? He knows you well and cares about you. Why don't you just accept him? I'll support you!"
After saying this, Li Nan felt a bit out of place, but Mo Xiaohui explained, "What Brother Nan means is that as long as you're interested, both of us absolutely support it!"
Lingdang'er's face flushed even more. She put down her utensils and murmured, "It's not what you think. It's purely about a box of external injury medicine. It's just that later he said something to me that was a bit... unexpected!"
Then Lingdang'er turned to Mo Xiaohui and asked, "Sister Mo, what do you think I should do?"
Mo Xiaohui smiled and said, "If you have feelings for him, that's great; if not, just tell him directly!"
Lingdang'er stammered, "I don't know. I can't explain it. Before I met Brother Nan, I would rather die than look at Fat Brother. But after meeting Brother Nan, he taught me to start anew and that women must rely on themselves. I think some of my deeply rooted thoughts are slowly changing. However, there's still someone in my heart that prevents me from accepting Fat Brother!"
At this moment, Li Nan asked, "Who do you have in your heart? Which lucky guy is it? Tell me, and I'll go drag him out!"
Lingdang'er’s gaze shifted softly to Li Nan. Seeing this, Li Nan immediately thought to himself, "Oh no! I misspoke!"
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