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Zheng Yifan arrived at Zhao Huan's home after a few minutes of walking, stopping intermittently. The house was quite ordinary, with minimal furnishings. Everything was spotless, and the bed linens and chair cushions were washed to a pale white.
It seemed that everything had been brought in from near the Zombies, as if there was a fear of contracting the Zombie Virus.
Zheng Yifan knew that the Zombie Virus evaporated quickly; it wouldn't take long before it completely dissipated.
"Uncle, please sit down. I'll go make dinner," Zhao Huan said without any formalities. She left Zheng Yifan in the living room and headed straight into the kitchen.
The house was about forty to fifty square meters, hastily constructed, and it was clear that it wasn't very sturdy. A single Third Stage Superpowered Individual could easily crush the place like a bulldozer.
But wasn't that what people wanted—a place to live? It wasn't a shelter. If Zombies invaded this area, what would it matter how strong the house was?
Zheng Yifan glanced at Zhang Qing. The girl had large, adorable eyes that sparkled as she looked at him, as if something was about to burst forth.
However, he could tell that she was still worried. Her father was different from Zhao Huan; he was a genuine explorer who had to venture into areas with a high concentration of Zombies, facing harsh combat conditions.
This was also why he managed to gather more supplies.
Almost every time he returned with spoils, he would trade them for seasonings to replenish the goods in his grocery store.
This way, he could earn a bit more than during regular battles.
With Survivors able to continue living this way, Zheng Yifan felt a heavy weight lift from his heart.
"Uncle! Why did you retreat so early? Isn't everyone supposed to be chasing after the Zombies?" the girl asked, blinking her eyes as she inquired of Zheng Yifan.
Most of those who retreated now were Wounded. After a Zombie attacked a Superpowered Individual, it would not infect them; it could only cause damage. Therefore, the returning Wounded would undergo simple treatment before going home to recuperate.
"Uncle is not Wounded; he just completed his mission and came back. Those pursuit missions didn’t involve me," Zheng Yifan said, ruffling Zhang Qing's hair and smiling happily.
"You’re the creepy uncle; I don’t believe your nonsense. You must be Wounded, right? Did you hurt some sensitive area?" the Girl said, glancing at Zheng Yifan's lower body.
At that moment, Zheng Yifan felt utterly defeated. What were today’s girls thinking? How could they come up with such things?
Just then, Zhao Huan also walked out, watching Zheng Yifan and Zhang Qing giggling foolishly.
"What are you laughing at?" Zhang Qing glared at Zhao Huan and said fiercely.
Zhao Huan pointed outside. "People have started coming back. The pursuit missions are gradually being completed. Your dad and my dad will be back soon."
The kitchen was located near the main street, allowing them to see what was happening outside through the window.
Zheng Yifan felt a stir in his heart as he noticed human figures gradually appearing on the street.
He knew that those who retreated first were ordinary people; the Superpowered Individuals would retreat much later. The greater the power, the greater the responsibility. This was an unchanging truth throughout history.
For over half an hour, Zheng Yifan listened to the two Fellows chattering about when their fathers would return and what spoils they would bring back.
Among all their topics, the most important was how much money they could exchange for and what items they could buy for their homes. They even discussed matters regarding their own Essence.
Although the price of Essence in the Gathering Place has dropped, it still requires a family to save diligently to exchange for even a single bottle. Their father already has his own Essence. These two Fellows believe that they too will become Superpowered Individuals in the near future.
As time passed, the fragrant boiled fish and three other simple dishes were ready. Zhao Huan was not lying; his cooking skills were truly exceptional. Zheng Yifan was already salivating at the smell.
Perhaps due to the recent intense battles, his mood was particularly lazy now.
"Uncle! Let's dig in! Thank you for treating me and Zhang Qing to such a feast; otherwise, who knows when we would get to eat well again?" The excited summoner grinned, revealing his tiger teeth as he eagerly picked up his chopsticks.
Zheng Yifan wasted no time and joined the two Fellows in devouring the meal.
However, for him, this amount of food provided far too little energy. The energy he needed was increasing, which meant that in the future, beasts would be the best source of food. Unfortunately, Zheng Yifan had no place to hunt at the moment; perhaps the Ushumar Mountains would be a good spot.
Suddenly, Zheng Yifan's gaze shifted toward the door.
He had just heard some people entering the hallway; there were quite a few of them. They must be residents of this place or perhaps someone else entirely.
Half a minute later, Zheng Yifan confirmed that it was Zhao Huan's father returning. However, he didn't seem to be in a good mood; he walked slowly and heavily.
"Huan! Come help me with this!" When the door opened, the man collapsed onto the floor in exhaustion, dropping his backpack beside him and calling out loudly.
Zhao Huan quickly sprang up, forgetting about eating, and excitedly said, "Dad! You're finally back! Come in and eat; Uncle is treating us to fish!"
She looked at Zheng Yifan with a pitiful expression.
Zheng Yifan understood that this Fellow was asking if his father could join them for a meal.
Clever boy!
Zheng Yifan felt a warmth in his heart and nodded, saying, "If this big brother doesn't mind, let's eat together. I haven't had the chance to visit your home yet."
His words caught the man's attention. When he saw Zheng Yifan, his expression noticeably changed, and the hand that had been reaching into his jacket pocket quickly withdrew.
Zheng Yifan knew what was inside; it contained A-Level Essence. It seemed that this battle had indeed yielded quite a few Zombie Crystal s, which allowed Zhao Huan to buy a bottle of A-Level Essence.
Although this item wasn't much to Zheng Yifan at the moment, for an ordinary person, it represented a lifetime of savings.
"There's no need to be wary, big brother. I'm just passing through, wanting to taste Zhao Huan's cooking," Zheng Yifan said, gesturing with his chopsticks as an invitation.
However, the summoned father did not sit down. Instead, he looked at Zhang Qing beside him with a strange expression, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.
This is bad!
Zheng Yifan immediately had this feeling; he feared that something had happened to Zhang Qing's father. Although they weren't close, they lived on the same street. If they encountered each other, it would become clear that Zhang Qing's father had returned early. (To be continued...)
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