Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 70 That Cannon Fodder in an Apocalyptic Novel 2

The next morning, Zhou Zheng didn't even glance at Song Xianyin; he sat far away from her.

The man next to Zhou Zheng, who was eating, joked, "Why don't you share some with your goddess?"

Zhou Zheng remained silent, pretending not to hear.

The others chuckled, unfazed by the scene. What kind of food would a woman who wouldn't be touched get?

Everyone else automatically distanced themselves from Song Xianyin, and she was immediately isolated.

While eating, Zhou Zheng observed Song Xianyin's expression. If she came over and said something kind to him now, he would consider sharing some with her, but not as much as before.

But what angered him was that Song Xianyin never came to see him.

Others, knowing that the two had a falling out, began to stir with their own agendas.

Song Xianyin looked down at the mutated ants on the ground. The ants in the apocalypse were particularly frightening; if you were bitten, the wound would immediately turn purple.

She could hear the sounds of others wolfing down their food all around her, and she felt her stomach getting hungrier and hungrier.

Suddenly, a package was placed in front of Song Xianyin.

She looked up with some confusion and saw that it was the captain.

The captain smiled gently: "Miss Song, please continue eating."

Seeing this, the others began to make sarcastic remarks: "We worked so hard to find this food, and some people can eat it without doing anything."

Zhou Zheng also spoke up: "With so many women in the team, is anyone idle? They should at least find something to do."

The men around her vented their malice on Song Xianyin, but she didn't react much. She smiled gratefully at the captain and said, "Thank you, Captain."

The captain nodded politely to her and then returned to his position.

Song Xianyin noticed Xin Long not far away. She was sitting in a corner, looking at her with a hint of pity.

Although water-based abilities are not aggressive enough, water is so important in the apocalypse that no one will intentionally harm her.

Xin Long's eyes met Song Xianyin's. When Song Xianyin smiled at her, she lowered her head somewhat embarrassed. She felt that Miss Song was acting a little strange.

There are quite a few people with superpowers in the team. Even with such a shortage of water, they still have to take a bath every day. Xinlong's face turns pale every time she helps them with their baths.

These superpowered individuals showed no sympathy for her whatsoever; they only belittled her in a joking manner, saying that she was useless except for being able to produce water.

Xinlong wasn't angry; she just silently went about her business.

Song Xianyin touched her still-unfulfilled stomach and looked away.

Xin Long was on night watch tonight, and Song Xianyin had already been waiting nearby before Xin Long changed shifts.

As night fell, the sky was devoid of moon and stars, a deathly stillness prevailing. A cold wind whistled through every crevice, carrying the stench of decay.

Xin Long had just finished relieving the last superhuman, and now she had a terrible headache and was even a little unsteady on her feet.

A man entered and smiled at Xinlong: "Little Xinlong, you girls' stamina is still not very good. You only used such a small amount of your superpower and your face has turned like this."

Xin Long forced a smile: "I still need to practice more."

The time on watch always seemed to pass very slowly. She sat on the ground, thinking about what to do next.

Just as she was immersed in her own world, she heard a faint crying sound coming from not far away.

The voice wasn't loud, but you could tell that the person was suppressing their emotions.

Xin Long frowned; the voice sounded somewhat familiar.

She walked toward the woods and immediately saw Song Xianyin, dressed in thin clothes, sobbing with her head buried in her knees.

A complex emotion flashed in Xinlong's eyes. She took off her coat and gently draped it over her shoulders.

Song Xianyin's shoulders trembled as she cried. Feeling the warmth around her, she looked up at the person next to her.

Before Xin Long could react, Song Xianyin threw herself into her arms, and Xin Long finally released all the grievances she had been holding in.

Xinlong sighed and gently patted her shoulder.

The apocalypse is cruel; people without superpowers will be exploited in this world.

Looking at Song Xianyin's frail body, Xinlong couldn't imagine how she would survive in the future.

Song Xianyin looked at Xin Long with red eyes, and choked out, "Miss Xin, Zhou Zheng, he..."

That's enough. Those who understand will understand.

Xin Long looked at her silently, while Song Xianyin held her hand tightly and pleaded, "Miss Xin, please save me. I'll do anything."

Xinlong doesn't need anyone to do anything for her; in this world, protecting herself is the most important thing.

But looking at Song Xianyin's pleading face, Xin Long couldn't bring herself to refuse. She looked into her eyes and nodded hesitantly.

"Miss Song, I promise you, I will do my best to protect you."

Song Xianyin expressed her gratitude to Xin Long before reluctantly returning to her apartment.

Song Xianyin finally felt relieved; she knew Xin Long wouldn't refuse her.

The original owner had no special abilities; she could only parasitize others like a dodder vine. When the host could no longer protect her, she would go and find a new host.

The living room of the apartment was messy, that's how it is in places with lots of men. Song Xianyin accidentally tripped over a severed arm on the ground. Just when she thought she was about to have a close encounter with the severed arm, she was steadily supported by someone.

Song Xianyin was startled when she saw the man next to her and quickly pulled her hand back.

"I'm sorry, Miss Song, I startled you." The captain looked at her apologetically.

Song Xianyin forced a smile and asked softly, "Captain, aren't you going to sleep so late?"

The team leader showed her the broom in his hand, his eyes crinkling into a smile: "I'll tidy up the living room before I go to sleep, so everyone can be in a good mood when they come down tomorrow."

Song Xianyin looked at him in surprise: "Captain, you are so hardworking. Let me help you."

He must have so much free time; no wonder people call him a nice guy.

The captain smiled and shook his head: "No need, Miss Song, I can finish this job in no time. You should go and rest."

Song Xianyin didn't continue with the polite formalities, fearing that if she continued, he would actually make her do the work.

"Thank you for your hard work, Captain. You should get some rest too." Song Xianyin immediately turned around and went back to her room.

As Song Xianyin returned to his room, he glanced down and saw that he was sweating and there was some unidentified liquid on the floor, but he still diligently tidied up the living room.

If it weren't for his high fighting skills, he might have been bullied by others.

Song Xianyin wasn't very interested in this kind of person, since such a person couldn't protect her.

She seemed to have heard of this captain's name before, something like... Ruan Jingsheng?