Apocalypse: After Being Reborn, I Stocked Up on All Supplies
Chapter 338 - Chapter 338 Chapter 336 Luck is Off the Charts

Chapter 338: Chapter 336: Luck is Off the Charts Chapter 338: Chapter 336: Luck is Off the Charts “Ye Qing, look, what’s that? Doesn’t it look like a large flock of birds circling in the sky?” Jiang Yan took out a pair of night-vision binoculars and looked towards the distance. After looking, she handed the binoculars to Ye Qing.

The horizon was as dark as ink, yet it seemed like there was a black vortex in one corner.

That vortex kept moving, displaying a certain rhythm amid the chaotic and flying blizzard.

Unfortunately, the temperature was too low and the distance too far; the thermal imaging device was unusable.

Ye Qing took the binoculars and carefully observed for a long time, but besides a swath of darkness, he saw nothing:

“It might be clouds. The probability of it being birds now isn’t very high.”

Having said that, he handed the binoculars back to Jiang Yan.

When the apocalypse commenced, the first natural disaster to occur was high temperature.

Birds that could survive in temperatures of seventy to eighty degrees were few and far between.

And most of them became subjects of lab research.

The likelihood of them being raised freely outside was not high.

Jiang Yan frowned slightly, “Hopefully, I’m just overthinking.”

“It’s always good to be cautious,” Ye Qing consoled her, hesitated for a moment, then still stretched out his arm, “Need help?”

The blizzard was severe, he was tall and heavy yet still struggled to stand firm, fearing that the slender Jiang Yan would be swept away by a sudden strong wind.

“No need, let’s go, hurry up and then let’s head back,” Jiang Yan directly refused.

Her figure was slender, but with Hua Bao shadowing her like a ghost and several vines wrapping around her body like safety ropes, she didn’t need to worry about these issues.

“Okay.” Ye Qing didn’t linger, quickly walked forward, and soon placed a pot on a very vacant snowy ground, filling it with packed snow in a few movements.

“Fill this up too,” Jiang Yan took out two super-sized non-woven shopping bags from her bag.

Now with both fire and snow available, drinking water wasn’t a concern.

However, visibility was poor at night, and with the blizzard severe, going out to fetch snow was not safe.

It was best to get enough in one go, that would be better.

Ye Qing quickly reached out to take them, “Okay.”

Inside the house.

Watching the retreating figures of Ye Qing and Jiang Yan, a warrior was secretly astonished for a second, poking his comrade next to him and said:

“Is that Jiang Yan also an Evolved Person from the SNP lab? Why does it seem like she isn’t afraid of the cold, and when she killed those snow wolves earlier, she was so cool!”

“I don’t know, but I know she’s awesome. Otherwise, Elder Mo and Leader Mo wouldn’t specifically–” another warrior’s words were cut off mid-sentence, choking on them.

“What Elder Mo and Leader Mo, they are clearly traitors! I, Zhang Liuliu, recognize only Mo Jingsheng as the base leader!” another warrior angrily clenched his fist.

“Alright, now is not the time to discuss this.” Song Qian, who was at the door guarding for Ye Qing and Jiang Yan, glanced at them seriously, “Tonight is your turn for night duty, take shifts every two hours, discuss it among yourselves first.”

“Yes, Brother Song,” the warriors quickly fell silent.

Footsteps hurried through the corridor.

The people present quickly picked up their guns.

“It’s Qin Lang.” Song Qian frowned and listened for two seconds, then his brow relaxed.

The next second, Qin Lang appeared in front of them with a crumpled bag in his hand and a face full of excitement:

“Guys, guess what treasure I found?”

The crowd looked at him puzzled, “What?”

“Tofu skin! Red dates! And a bag of white sugar and Thailand fragrant rice!!”

The crowd surged to their feet in shock, “Thailand fragrant rice?!!”

“So many great items! You’re so lucky! I want to go check it out too!”

Qin Lang smiled proudly, “Not just great stuff, they’re all vacuum-packed!”

“Let me see.” Zhao Yougong strode over, took the tofu skin and examined it under the faint light.

However, besides the words “vacuum-packed” and “Thailand fragrant rice” on the packaging bag, he saw nothing else.

His brow furrowed, “This is strange, I’ve never seen packaging like this before.”

A warrior asked puzzled, “What’s wrong, Captain Zhao?”

“It doesn’t seem like it’s from our base. Logically, this area is the residential area for base high-levels, finding these good items isn’t strange. However, all the supplies from the base, especially food, usually have a simple origin description.” After Zhao Yougong finished speaking, he handed the fragrant rice back to Qin Lang.

“Who cares where it’s from, with our luck, we’ll definitely be lucky enough to return to Yaoben Base!” a warrior said.

“Yes, Zhang Liuliu is right!”

The hearts of those present surged in the moment.

In the apocalypse, with frequent natural disasters and human calamities, only the last bit of hope and faith was supporting everyone.

Sun Jingtao glanced at the smokeless coal and table salt on the ground, and then at Jiang Yan who had returned from fetching snow, understanding in his heart:

The so-called good luck was merely Jiang Yan’s silent contributions in the background.

But in the apocalypse, knowing her was already a huge stroke of luck…