Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies-Chapter 171 - One against ten

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Chapter 171: One against ten

Chapter 171: One against ten

Eating until the end, Lin Murong belched satisfyingly.

He finally understood what it felt like to be overstuffed.

Although he overate, as the person who ate the most, he was responsible for resting.

Su Yinhe ate the least, munching on a few skewers before running back to sleep.

Getting old, he couldn’t stay up late anymore.

Chi Yan hadn’t eaten much more than Su Yinhe; the two of them together didn’t eat as much as Lin Murong.

Since Lin Murong ate the most and ended the latest, cleaning up naturally fell to him.

Covering his stomach, Lin Murong felt this was both a sweet and sad story as he cleaned up alone.

And because he ate too much, he couldn’t sleep!

He couldn’t sleep!

Having no other choice, he got up to walk around and aid his digestion—it took two hours.

By the time he finished digesting and fell asleep, it was certainly late when he woke up.

Then he missed both breakfast and lunch.

When he woke up at two in the afternoon, he was just in time to feel hungry.

But his meal was gone.

“Chi Yan, how could you be so heartless? Where’s my food? You didn’t save me any! You didn’t even wake me up.”

Chi Yan’s indifferent face replied, “You can never wake a person who is pretending to be asleep.”

“What do you mean?”

“It means he did call you, but you didn’t wake up. He suspects you were faking it,” Su Yinhe kindly explained on the side.

“I wasn’t, don’t talk nonsense. I’m not that kind of person,” Lin Murong immediately denied it three times—he loved his meals too much to pretend sleep.

“Whether you were or not, you know best.” He even used water to try to wake him this morning, but to no avail—if that wasn’t faking sleep, what was?

“I really didn’t,” Lin Murong felt unjustly accused.

“Oh.”

Chi Yan, still indifferent, didn’t continue the conversation, and Lin Murong scratched his head, at a loss for words.

So, was he really going to go without breakfast and lunch today?

Chi Yan didn’t seem to want to feed him breakfast or lunch at all.

In the end, it was the kind-hearted Su Yinhe who gave him a few pieces of Sushi.

It was leftovers she had packed earlier, the kind that diminishes with each portion eaten.

“Galaxy, you’re the best,” Lin Murong was so touched he wanted to be her son again.

Su Yinhe wasn’t very interested in having such a large ‘child’.

But Lin Murong really wanted to be her big ‘child’.

“Hehe, I… eat slowly, I still have things to do,” Su Yinhe said, unable to continue the conversation for the time being.

She really didn’t want a large ‘child’.

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A reluctant Su Yinhe hid back in her room.

Chi Yan watched Lin Murong eat Sushi happily, snorted, and also returned to his room.

And so, after Lin Murong finished his Sushi, he found himself all alone downstairs.

He was quite confused with the box in hand.

But eventually, Su Yinhe and Chi Yan came back down—they still had to gather information.

Though the information gathered before wasn’t of much use, at least there was no obstruction while doing it.

But today…

Lin Murong had barely started to ask when he nearly got punched.

His cigarettes were even snatched.

“Scram, scram, scram, this isn’t something you should know,” the man said, holding the cigarettes defensively.

Lin Murong was angered—not only did the man refuse to speak, but he also stole his cigarettes. Were his belongings that easy to steal?

“Give them back,” Lin Murong reached out, intending to reclaim his cigarettes.

“Once something reaches my hands, it’s mine,” the man taunted, shaking the cigarettes in his hand.

“Idiot. My stuff isn’t that easy to take,” Lin Murong didn’t waste any more words and directly kicked.

A man who gets kicked isn’t about to stand down, and soon he was fighting with Lin Murong.

They went back and forth fiercely.

“This…” Su Yinhe felt that something was amiss.

“No worries. Stay calm,” Chi Yan remained very calm.

Not panic stricken at all.

“Don’t you think that things aren’t going very smoothly? Could it be that Chen Yuan…”

“It must be.”

“Aren’t you worried?”

“There’s no need. You have to believe in him. That man can’t beat him.”

Su Yinhe: “…” Can’t learn, can’t learn.

In fact, Chi Yan had good reason to be calm.

Lin Murong had achieved a crushing victory.

Not only had he taken back the cigarette, but he had also crippled that man.

Even the onlookers who had been enjoying the show ran off in fright.

Lin Murong came back, puffing madly on his cigarette.

“Hmph, if I ever run into him again, I’ll beat him so badly his own father won’t recognize him.” How dare he try to steal his cigarettes? Did he think his cigarettes were so easy to steal?

“Don’t be angry, here, have an ice pop.” Su Yinhe looked around, saw no one, and sneakily handed him an ice pop to cool off.

“Having space is really convenient,” Lin Murong mused while eating his ice pop.

“It’s always Galaxy who’s more generous, not like some people, who are stingy to the core.”

Chi Yan: “…”

Stingy, huh, he’s stingy.

Next time, let Lin Murong use the sky as his blanket and the earth as his bed.

No need for a tent.

The very Lin someone who was currently underestimating how stingy Chi Yan could be didn’t know that Chi Yan was already planning to confiscate Lin’s tent.

Anyway, that person was now happily licking his ice pop.

Although today’s first attempt at reconnaissance hadn’t gone smoothly, Lin Murong didn’t give up and continued his sleuthing.

Then…

Every idiot thought they could steal his cigarettes without doing their job.

Heh.

Did they think that anyone could steal his cigarettes?

Lin Murong would slay any Buddha he encountered, caring for no familial ties.

Although he didn’t have any family ties here in the first place.

Anyway, he was on a rampage.

“I’m exhausted. Why were there so many clueless people today?” Lin Murong wiped the sweat off his face, feeling regretful.

“Lin Murong, I think sometimes your intelligence is online, and sometimes it’s offline. Haven’t you ever thought about Chen Yuan?” Su Yinhe felt that Chen Yuan’s power was not small; he seemed ordinary, but might actually be a big boss.

“Chen Yuan? Does he have that many people?” Lin Murong was shocked.

Lin Murong had intelligence, but when it was online or offline was a different matter.

“I think so,” Su Yinhe said, resting her chin in her hand, looking wise.

Chi Yan: “…”

Chi Yan didn’t plan to join in their discussion.

But they didn’t care and began to chatter away.

As for Chi Yan…

Who’s that?

They didn’t know him.

The more the two discussed, the more they felt it was likely, and they were nearly ninety-nine percent sure that Chen Yuan was behind it all.

“I think he might still be watching us. Could he have people tailing us now?” Lin Murong had finished his ice pop, but the thought of Chen Yuan possibly having them under surveillance troubled him.

“It’s not impossible.”

“But Galaxy, when you just took the ice pop from your space…” Didn’t that just expose the space?

“It’s okay, I trust you guys to protect me.” Su Yinhe wasn’t very concerned about this; she was quite powerful now and wasn’t afraid of anyone harming her.

After so many days, she knew that these two guys, who seemed ordinary, were actually two big shots.

Lin Murong might seem a bit silly, but taking on ten at a time was no problem for him.