Apocalypse: I’m the Landlady of the Refuge
Chapter 152: Just Handle It Yourselves

Chapter 152: Chapter 152: Just Handle It Yourselves

"What are you doing?!" Ji Xing strode forward, long legs covering the ground in two steps, as he shielded his sister behind him, "Provoking trouble within the base incurs one warning, followed by expulsion! I am warning you now, keep your hands clean! If I catch you acting up again, don’t blame me for throwing you out!"

The man’s pupils shook.

Superpower awakener!

No wonder this woman was so arrogant!

The man shrank back a bit, but considering he also had several people on his side, surely they couldn’t kill them all, he regained some confidence.

He stepped back and said, "What, resort to violence when you’re losing the argument? Bullying ordinary people just because you’re an awakener? I don’t think you’re any good! I don’t even like staying in this lousy place that bullies people with power!"

Ji Xing’s brows furrowed, clearly on the verge of anger.

Before his sister had arrived, this man had been muttering and constantly instigating the family members.

If it hadn’t been for the fact that his relative was bitten, Ji Xing would have lost his patience long ago.

With so many trifles to deal with in the vast base, he was already annoyed; encountering such a troublesome person only aggravated his frustration. He really wanted to just throw the man out directly.

Ji Wanwan gently patted her brother on the shoulder, "Xingxing, let me handle this."

Seeing his sister’s calm eyes, Ji Xing felt his irritation slightly soothe.

He obediently nodded and stepped back, but did not leave. Instead, he stood by his sister’s side like a diligent bodyguard.

Ji Wanwan turned to the man who had been shouting, "If you despise the base and want to leave, nobody will stop you. You can leave whenever you want..."

The man’s face changed.

He had only been talking, never actually planning to leave.

Ji Wanwan paused, then continued, "As for the 50,000 points I mentioned, let me break it down for you. Staying in the base costs 250 points per month for a bed. If you don’t want to be disturbed and prefer to have a room to yourself, that would be 500 points for two beds per month.

If you decide to live at the standard of a well-off family and purchase supplies, I’m estimating your average daily expenditure at 10 points, which adds up to 300 points a month.

500+300 points makes 900 points a month, totaling 10,800 points a year. With your 50,000 points, you could lie around in the refuge for four and a half years, not having to do anything, and still eat delicacies like fish, steak, roast meat, hotpot, and other foods every day.

Even so, if you still feel unsatisfied, I am powerless to help further. I will compensate you for your brother’s death according to the highest accident insurance rate previously available in the market, and then ask you to leave the base."

The man’s face turned pale.

In the apocalypse, having money was useless!

All the resources that could be scavenged had already been taken by the awakeners. An ordinary person without awakened ability like him would have only death awaiting him outside the protection of the refuge.

Going by the young girl’s calculations, with these points, he could walk around the base with ease, yet he couldn’t help feeling dissatisfied, as if he was being manipulated.

He unconsciously looked up at the other family members beside him.

Feeling his gaze, they all looked away, avoiding eye contact.

The bitten relative had already undergone corpse transformation. As a family member, it was natural to grieve, but did that mean others had to risk their lives as well to settle the matter?

In this terrible apocalypse, enough people had died. Being able to struggle on for another couple of months was already fortunate; was this not a form of release as well?

Using this form of release to ensure the survival of other relatives could be considered the last contribution they could make for their loved ones.

Having experienced the ravages of the apocalypse, life and death no longer seemed as crucial to these people. At this moment, securing better shelter and life through this affair, they naturally refrained from further disputes and chaos.

Seeing no one was on his side, the man softened his tone and forced a smile, "50,000 is 50,000, I am satisfied, how could I not be! Just don’t drive me away from the base!"

Ji Wanwan’s face showed a kind smile, "We’re all survivors, how could I possibly drive you away from the base? Just stay here peacefully, and if you have any issues, feel free to communicate with us."

She paused, then looked up at the other family members, "However, as for your relatives who have already been infected..."

Before she could finish, several people immediately stated their position, "Since they are already infected, we leave it to the base to deal with them, just please don’t harm the other survivors in the base!"

"Yes! Yes!"

"Right, just handle it!"

"Don’t tell us the outcome, I’m afraid it will be too distressing to hear..."

"Just handle it, but don’t forget the points you promised us!"

Ji Wanwan still smiled warmly, "Don’t worry, after the isolation period is over, when registering the records, you will naturally be issued a pass card loaded with points.

If there’s nothing else, I’ll have someone send you back to the quarantine villa, so you don’t have to stay here and get more upset seeing your transformed relatives."

Everyone shook their heads, "No more issues..."

Ji Wanwan smiled contently, "Hmm, alright then."

After a pause, her expression changed slightly as if remembering something, "Ah, right, I do not want to hear any strange rumors around here. If I find out who started them, I will expel them from the base without mercy according to our rules. Do you all understand?"

The people trembled slightly, nodding vigorously.

Satisfied with their response, Ji Wanwan curled the corners of her mouth, glanced sideways at Ji Xing, who understood and impatiently cocked his head, "Follow me."

The people left, and Ji Wanwan turned her gaze to the families of the half-infected.

The two family members who had been staring at Ji Wanwan suddenly trembled uncontrollably, becoming lost and confused. The young girl among them, her eyes reddened, burst into tears.

Seeing their reactions, they must be the wife and daughter of the half-infected.

Ji Wanwan gently exhaled a turbid breath.

What needed to be said had to be addressed, even if it felt suffocating inside, she still had to face it.

She looked at the two, "You, come with me."

Initially concealing her husband’s status as a half-infected out of wishful thinking, they never expected him to go mad, which left them feeling incredibly guilty. Now, when Ji Wanwan directed them one way, they dared not go the other.

Following behind Ji Wanwan, they arrived at the room where the half-infected was held.

To be safe, Ji Wanwan still erected a space barrier, confining the half-infected inside it.

As the family met, the half-infected immediately stood up excitedly, "Xiao Yun! Tuantuan!"

The wife and daughter, who had been holding back their tears, cried out loud and rushed toward him, "Brother Qi! Have you lost your mind?"

The two and the half-infected all bumped into the space barrier, creating both a comical and heartbreaking scene.

Ji Wanwan rubbed her temples, "I’m sorry, but for safety, please don’t embrace..."