Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus
Chapter 491 - 469: Saying Goodbye to Him (Extra 2/10)

Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on Li Yu's lips.

He had an idea.

He just needed to organize his words to convince Qin and the others to join.

Perhaps, Qin and his group also wanted to join.

After all, the first thing Qin had said upon seeing Third Uncle was: Request to rejoin the team.

Qin is the leader of these workers; if he is willing to go, then the others should be willing too.

As he thought this, Li Yu and the others parked their car in front of the lathe factory.

The workers in the lathe factory, including Zhou and others, eagerly awaited and finally saw the return of Li Yu's vehicle, peering excitedly into the car.

Not until they saw Qin, Ah Hong, and the others get out of the car.

One by one, expressions of surprise appeared on their faces.

But they noticed that there was no joy on the faces of Qin and his team, instead, there was some grief.

Unlike other groups, these people, coming from military backgrounds, generally have straightforward minds, and food is distributed evenly among everyone.

They had joined hands and braved through a tough year in the post-apocalyptic world, developing deep bonds of camaraderie.

Zhou looked around but didn't see Ah Huang, his face puzzled as he asked, "Old Qin, where's Ah Huang? How come you all are back, but he isn't?"

Qin lifted his head, his voice tinged with sorrow, "Ah Huang is dead, this is his head that I found."

Zhou stepped back a few steps, and the faces of the other workers by his side also showed expressions of grief.

Qin silently placed the bundle containing Ah Huang's head on the ground.

Then he walked over to the central green belt of the lathe factory, which was also a scenic area.

There were several trees, a rockery, and originally a water fountain, which had ceased to function since the apocalypse.

Qin found a hoe and chose a spot in this scenic area.

Under a tree, he slowly swung the hoe to dig a hole.

Seeing this, Ah Hong also silently picked up a shovel and began digging.

Zhou, seeing them, stepped forward to help as well.

The atmosphere was somewhat quiet.

Li Yu and the others stood by, silently watching Qin, Ah Hong, and the others dig.

Before long, Qin and his team had dug a hole about one meter deep and half a meter in diameter.

Qin paused, murmuring, "After we leave, there might still be zombies coming here, we need to burn it. Ah Huang has already suffered enough; we can't let the zombies disturb him again."

It was as if he was talking to himself, yet also seemed like he was speaking to Zhou and the others.

Hearing this, Zhou caught the words "after we leave," a guess flashing in his eyes, then he looked back at Li Yu and Third Uncle.

In his heart, there was no opposition; not to mention, if it weren't for Qin's leadership and their help, they themselves might have struggled.

Besides, they had also rescued Ah Hong and the others, that kindness.

As they said, they had searched through and scoured around Chen City for supplies and food, and found nothing.

Leaving this place might be an opportunity.

Moreover, judging by the way Li Yu and the others conducted themselves just now, Zhou held them in high regard.

All coming from the military, people like Li Tie, Li Gang, Yang Tianlong, they all bore the mark of being soldiers.

Quite good, Zhou thought.

Meanwhile, Qin ran into the factory building, grabbed some wooden sticks and a bucket of gasoline.

Then he broke the wooden sticks and placed them in the freshly dug hole, covering them with the curtain cloth wrapping Ah Huang's head.

Then placed more wood on top of the wrapping.

Drip drip.

Qin poured some gasoline into the hole, thought for a moment, and then added a bit more.

Then he said to Zhou, "Give me a light."

Zhou fumbled around on his person and eventually found a lighter, but it was out of fuel.

Qin took it and tried to ignite it several times without success.

Seeing this, Li Yu stepped forward and handed Qin a box of matches.

This matchstick was actually made by the people at the base themselves, although Bai Jie studied biology, her hands-on ability was also quite good.

Li Yu found some potassium chlorate, and Bai Jie made it into matches.

Actually, besides this method, candles could also be used to make matches, and the base was not short of them.

Old Qin took it over, hesitated for a moment, and then pulled out a match.

He thought about it, looked towards Old Zhou and the others, and said, "Send A'huang off."

Li Yu, witnessing this scene, felt emotional and took out two cigarettes from his pocket, handing one to Old Qin and lighting one for himself.

Old Qin took it, having not smoked for a long time, he suddenly really wanted to smoke one.

A'huang was the youngest in the factory, I remember the day he first arrived, after knowing Old Qin's name, he was informal and disrespectful.

He always called Old Qin, Old Qin always scolded him for being impolite, but in the countless times A'huang called him Old Qin, he felt a sense of closeness.

A'huang was more than twenty years younger than him.

Old Qin, having no children of his own, sometimes looked at A'huang as if he was looking at his own son.

A'huang, when he first entered the factory, didn't know how to operate many of the machines and equipment, Old Qin taught him patiently, bit by bit, tirelessly.

Sometimes, when A'huang made small mistakes, Old Qin would cover for him.

A'huang would often pester Old Qin, dragging him out to drink, and then when drunk, he would beat his chest and say to Old Qin: "Old Qin, you're at this age and still not married.

What will you do? When you get old, who will take care of you? Geez, that's so sad."

Upon hearing this, Old Qin unprecedentedly cursed: "Damn kid, piss off."

I thought A'huang was going to mock or joke with Old Qin as usual.

Unexpectedly.

A'huang suddenly sat up and seriously said to Old Qin:

"Old Qin, when you get old, I, A'huang, will take care of you. I mean it."

That sentence made Old Qin cry.

A man in his fifties, who had been injured so many times in battle but had never cried before, was crying uncontrollably this time.

For this, A'huang often teased him afterward.

Old Qin, aged forty-seven, served in the army for twenty years. From twenty years old to forty years old.

Time really flies.

The day after drinking, once sober, A'huang found Old Qin and said: "Old Qin, I was drunk yesterday.

But when you get old, I really will take care of you."

At that time, Old Qin smiled and said: "You silly boy."

....

All kinds of past events, every little detail, still vivid in my memory.

A'huang's mischievous, youthful vitality, and his sunny appearance were magnified in front of Old Qin's eyes.

Sigh.

Old Qin sighed.

Suddenly he remembered A'huang often telling him not to sigh too much, as sighs drain vitality and could lead to an early demise. Ahahahaha

A'huang's laughter was always so sunny, always so hearty.

Old Qin lit the cigarette that Li Yu had just handed him.

Hiss~

Old Qin took a drag, not having smoked for so long, it was somewhat intense.

"Damn kid," Old Qin remembered A'huang's nonsensical demeanor and couldn't help but laugh and curse.

Then he threw the match into the pit that had been dug earlier.

The burning match, after falling into the pit, quickly caught fire and instantly set the curtain fabric ablaze.

The smile at the corner of Old Qin's mouth, like a glitch, gradually disappeared.

He squatted down, looking at the flames, staring blankly.

His silhouette, slightly small, somewhat stooped.

On his head, lots of white hair.