Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies
Chapter 302: I was wrong

Chapter 302: I was wrong

"That’s right, he’s a big liar. Don’t always play with him; you’ll be led astray," Fangfang was lecturing Su An.

Su An nodded as if he vaguely understood.

Lin Murong: "!!!"

Lin Murong got angry and charged over, "Great, just great, so this is what you guys say about me behind my back when I’m not around."

Su An and Fangfang sprang apart like springs.

"When did you get here, and how much did you hear?" Fangfang still did not forget to protect Su An at this moment.

Lin Murong snorted coldly.

"Hmph, of course, I heard everything, what I should and shouldn’t have. You two little devils, talking behind someone’s back."

Lin Murong’s words carried a double meaning.

"Hmph, I am a ’small person,’" Fangfang declared with righteous indignation—he really was a short robot.

Lin Murong looked at Fangfang, at a loss for words. Alright, alright, alright, this shameless robot.

"You, you, you... where’s your face?"

Fangfang skillfully threw out an emoticon.

It suggested it had no face.

Lin Murong: "..."

Really, it’s so shameless.

Too shameless, although it really had no face.

Lin Murong was truly speechless.

He looked at Fangfang and then at Su An.

Su An and Fangfang both looked at him innocently.

Su An’s innocence was genuine, Fangfang’s carried a hint of pride.

Lin Murong locked gazes with them for a long time, but neither of them showed any guilt. Instead, it was Lin Murong who was the first to admit defeat.

"Fine, fine, fine, it was my fault."

Could they be at fault? It was his fault.

It could only be his fault.

How could they be at fault?

"Of course it’s your fault, else could it be ours? Two against one, it’s your fault," Fangfang said seriously.

Lin Murong: "...Alright, alright, alright, it’s my fault."

Lin Murong turned emo.

He was emo again.

He ran off to pester Su Yinhe once more.

Su Yinhe: "What on earth did I do to deserve this? They made you emo, so why don’t you make them emo in return?" Why come torture her?

What had she done wrong?

She hadn’t done anything.

Why should she suffer this torture?

"I...," Lin Murong looked pitifully at her, "but I can’t argue with them. Especially Fangfang. It’s such a cunning robot. I’m just not articulate..."

Su Yinhe: "..."

Darn it.

"Alright, shut up," Su Yinhe didn’t want to listen anymore. She really had heard too much.

"People have mouths for what? To talk, to eat."

"Let me tell you, people have mouths so that they can keep them shut," Su Yinhe said with a slight smile and then began to cover his mouth.

"Whinewhinewhinewhinewhinewhine... I want to speak, I want to... whinewhinewhinewhinewhine... Galaxy, you..." Lin Murong struggled as Su Yinhe covered his mouth.

He couldn’t break free at all.

"Alright, it’s easy for people to learn to speak, but much harder to learn to stay quiet. However, you’re so clever, you’ll learn quickly," Su Yinhe said with a smile, still covering Lin Murong’s mouth.

Su Yinhe covered his mouth for a while, until Lin Murong stopped struggling and remained quiet, then she finally let go.

And as soon as she did, Lin Murong immediately bolted away.

Su Yinhe pursed her lips.

Hmph.

Finally learned to fear.

Lin Murong wandered around the supermarket in a circle and eventually, he ended up right back where he started.

Yes.

He had returned to where Su An and Fangfang were, staring at them unblinkingly.

"You all," he grumbled, "have hurt me. You must compensate me." He’d just been gagged by Galaxy, for a very, very long time.

Lin Murong felt as if his dignity had shattered into pieces on the floor.

He was hurt.

And it was all because of them.

All because they were gossiping about him behind his back.

That was too much.

He had brought them along to play, but there they were, gossiping behind his back.

Lin Murong’s heart was fragmented.

"You’re an idiot," Fangfang searched for a moment, then found an eye-rolling emoji.

Lin Murong felt even more heartbroken, "You... Fangfang, I was so good to you before. And now you’ve fallen for Su An, and you’re gossiping about me with him..."

Fangfang: "..."

Even more speechless.

Fangfang didn’t want to talk to Lin Murong anymore.

He looked down on Lin Murong, who was nothing but a drama queen.

People like Lin Murong? Heartbroken my foot. He could be heartbroken, and Lin Murong wouldn’t bat an eye.

"You’re despising me again. I really am heartbroken," Lin Murong clutched his chest and then began to convulse all over.

Collapsed to the ground.

Foaming at the mouth.

Fangfang: "..."

However, where did the foam come from?

Fangfang analyzed for a moment but couldn’t figure it out.

Fangfang knew Lin Murong was faking it and didn’t pay much attention.

But it was the first time Su An had encountered such a situation, inexperienced as he was, he believed it. He was still too naive.

Then he panicked.

Trying to help Lin Murong up.

"Brother Lin, you couldn’t have been to death by us," Su An was genuinely in disarray, and the words he said were truly infuriating.

Lin Murong, who had been pretending, jumped up at that.

"Oh really? You know that what you say can infuriate me. And yet you still say it."

Su An’s eyes widened as he looked at Lin Murong.

Wasn’t he just lying on the ground a moment ago, foaming at the mouth?

How did he suddenly become bouncing off the walls?

Could this be some kind of magical sorcery?

Fangfang: "Alright, don’t bug your eyes out so much, they’ll fall out if you keep going. He was just fooling you, you silly goose. What a silly kid."

"Fooled me?!" Su An looked at Lin Murong with disbelief, "Brother Lin, you fooled me again. And you blame me, when I was only telling the truth."

Lin Murong smirked, "Hmph, I was getting back at you." He had intended to take revenge on both at once, but Fangfang, with her extensive experience, was not to be fooled.

Luckily, this inexperienced kid Su An believed it.

Believed it so easily.

Naive.

Lin Murong was overjoyed.

"Brother Lin, I’ve decided," Su An clenched his fists as if he had made a major decision.

"What? What have you decided?" Lin Murong looked at him with a smile, but the grin on his face was sly.

Sly and downright cunning.

"I’ve decided I’m going to slate you. I’ll talk trash about you with Fangfang, compete for affection."

"Compete for affection? What do you mean?" Lin Murong was baffled.

"It’s because you’ve won the boss’s favor, that’s why you’re so arrogant, why you fool kids. I’ll work hard to make the boss like me more than you. Compete for your favor."

"And then, I’ll hit you."

Lin Murong: "..."

The smile on Lin Murong’s face cracked.

"You little rascal, where did you pick up such words. What compete for affection, and you want to compete with me for Galaxy’s... pshaw, for the favor. My relationship with Galaxy is perfectly platonic, okay? The way you talk, it’s as if we’re not decent. Kids can’t talk nonsense."

"What I said is the truth. The bare truth. Hmmph. I’ll work hard on it," Su An repeated.