Apocalypse: After Being Reborn, I Stocked Up on All Supplies
Chapter 348 - Chapter 348 Chapter 346 Jiang Yans Story

Chapter 348: Chapter 346 Jiang Yan’s Story Chapter 348: Chapter 346 Jiang Yan’s Story “Doctor Lin, Xiao Ye, shall we go in and take a look first?” After saying this, Song Qian glanced at Lin Xiaohui, who was gently applying frostbite ointment to a warrior with second-degree frostbite.

“Hold on a moment.” Lin Xiaohui calmly finished applying the ointment before picking up the first-aid box and standing up.

Jiang Yan scanned the scene and caught sight of Mo Shiyao in the corner, who had just awakened. “I’ll keep watch outside, you guys go ahead. If anything comes up, call me on the walkie-talkie.”

If those Mutated Snow Wolves attacked again, the people outside wouldn’t be able to withstand them.

Therefore, she and Ye Qing try not to leave the exterior of the house at the same time.

Moreover, with Ye Qing’s experience in the SNP lab at Flame Base, he might have some insight into Song Haitao’s situation. Him going inside now would be far more useful than Jiang Yan.

Song Qian understood her intentions and responded, “Okay, be careful then. Contact us immediately if anything seems off outside.”

“We should stay here as well,” Sun Jingtao and Song Qian decided to remain.

The two of them helped move the warriors with severe frostbite closer to the fire and added some more wood to the flames.

Suddenly the room was filled with smoke.

Jiang Yan looked over at Mo Shiyao, who was coughing with her mouth and nose covered, and walked towards her. “Shiyao, this is for you.”

She took a pink thermos out of her backpack.

But this time, instead of melted Snickers water, the thermos contained slightly warmed eight-treasure porridge.

This was something Jiang Yan had prepared in advance while in Space.

Fearing the porridge would be too thick and difficult to drink, she added a bit of water to it.

Mo Shiyao stared blankly for a few seconds, moved slowly towards Jiang Yan, and then mechanically shook her head.

Jiang Yan didn’t force her, instead, she pulled a wooden plank to sit on and sat down beside her.

“My father died in a car accident when I was very young, and my mother raised me on her own…” paused Jiang Yan, glancing at Mo Shiyao out of the corner of her eye, her fingers around her knees moving slightly.

“Later on, as my mother’s business grew larger, a man entered her world. Seeing my mother’s face bloom with happiness again, I thought she had found her other half in life.

Although I wouldn’t acknowledge that man as my stepfather on the surface, in my heart, I was happy for my mother.”

“Then, one year, on the anniversary of their marriage,

that man said he wanted to give my mother a unique anniversary celebration under the sea. My mother happily went with him to L country–”

“The result wasn’t the underwater romance movie I was expecting. Instead, I received the tragic news that my mother had died during a diving accident, her body unrecoverable from the belly of a shark…”

“I was deeply affected at the time and, in my desperation, I was deceived by that scoundrel and his mistress’s brother, and was locked away in a dark and hopeless basement…”

Jiang Yan choked up as she finished speaking, tears welling up in her eyes.

“Is that scoundrel still alive?” The girl beside her, emotion returning to her dull eyes, clenched her fist with a glint of hatred and glanced at her.

Jiang Yan took a deep breath, “No.”

“I won’t let go of anyone who has betrayed me and hurt my loved ones.” She paused, then continued, “But, the prerequisite is that I have to come out of it myself.

If I remain consumed by heartbreaking grief, consumed by the betrayal of those I knew well, all these rotten people and things will become like a bottomless pit of mud, dragging me deeper and deeper, not only preventing me from getting revenge but also leading me to lose myself and potentially destroy me…”

“Shiyao, most of the time, running away solves nothing… If you are unwilling to step forward yourself, even divine intervention can’t save you…” Jiang Yan concluded, pushing the thermos into Mo Shiyao’s hands.

This time, she didn’t refuse it.