Doomsday: I Can Get a Hint-Chapter 312 - 225: Even Ordinary People Aren’t Simple (Part 2)

Chapter 312: Chapter 225: Even Ordinary People Aren’t Simple (Part 2)

He might not go after Wu Zicheng for revenge, but there’s no need to help them either.

Zhou Tingyu was stunned there.

Yes!

Wang Hao doesn’t owe them anything.

When they left, Wang Hao even allowed them to take things from the villa.

"Sigh..."

Looking at her as if she had lost her father.

Wang Hao instantly lost interest.

He pushed away the two girls beside him and said apologetically to Bai Muran: 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"Brother Bai, let me handle their situation first, I’ll come over later."

"Oh?"

A gleam flickered in Bai Muran’s eyes:

"Younger Brother Wang sure is sentimental!"

"What can I do, after all, they are sort of acquaintances. In this day and age, it’s rare to meet familiar faces."

Wang Hao shrugged helplessly, deciding to go see Wu Zicheng nonetheless.

He’s very wealthy now; even a casual handout could sustain them for a year.

But that still depends on Wu Zicheng’s attitude.

"Let’s go!"

Wang Hao stood up, walked over to Zhou Tingyu, and nudged her with his foot.

"Ah? Oh!"

Zhou Tingyu was overjoyed, hurriedly leading the way without even changing her clothes.

The autumn wind was slightly chilly.

On the way, Zhou Tingyu shivered and hugged herself.

Wang Hao shook his head helplessly and could only take off his jacket to put it on her.

"Tha...thank you."

Zhou Tingyu bit her lip; this simple warmth was something she hadn’t experienced in a long time.

"Is your home far from here?"

Wang Hao asked casually.

"It’s okay! Not too far."

Zhou Tingyu kept her head down.

Wang Hao nodded and didn’t drive either.

He followed her as they walked along the road.

The surroundings were lively with bright lights, and men and women were walking about, with some stalls selling snacks by the roadside.

It made him feel a bit disoriented, as if he had returned to a civilized society.

After passing through the bustling area, they entered a small road, and as they walked on, a row of shipping containers appeared before Wang Hao.

He thought this was where Zhou Tingyu and the others lived.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Tingyu led him through this container area, and beyond it were makeshift tents.

It was messy and chaotic!

Wang Hao took out a handkerchief to cover his nose and mouth.

He had a much keener sense of smell than ordinary people and could not endure the unpleasant odors.

Seeing his reaction, Zhou Tingyu pouted.

They used to live in a villa too!

She herself was a clean freak, and she cried countless times when she first came here.

This place was obtained because Wu Zicheng handed over most of his possessions.

"Old Wu! Look who is here."

Zhou Tingyu lifted the curtain and turned on the light.

However, the next moment, she was completely shocked.

Wang Hao also let out a slight hiss; Wu Zicheng had hanged himself.

The old man hung there with a grim face, which was quite frightening.

Now that he had become formidable, he’d seen many gruesome, bloody scenes, so it didn’t affect him as much.

If he had seen this before the apocalypse, he would have been scared to death.

"Old Wu!!!"

Zhou Tingyu screamed and rushed up to hold Wu Zicheng’s legs, trying to lift him up.

However, she was too weak and hadn’t eaten much, suffering from malnutrition, and couldn’t move him at all.

Wang Hao pointed with his hand; a beam of sword light flashed, cutting the rope.

Wu Zicheng’s body slumped to the ground.

"Old Wu, Old Wu, Old Wu."

Zhou Tingyu cried and shouted, performing CPR and mouth-to-mouth resuscitation on him.

However, Old Wu had clearly been dead for a long time; his body was already cold.

Even if Wang Hao force-fed him the Purple Gold Pill, it probably wouldn’t help.

"Sigh————"

Wang Hao let out a long sigh.

Knowing that Wu Zicheng probably died because of him.

This old guy wasn’t someone unafraid of death; quite the opposite!

He was very afraid of dying; otherwise, he wouldn’t have risked coming to the Settlement Camp.

What a pity!

The Settlement Camp couldn’t even find out the reason for his sudden aging, leaving him a destitute beggar instead.

How humiliating!

Wang Hao’s arrival became the straw that broke the camel’s back.

Seeing Wang Hao after that, he felt too ashamed to live any longer.

"Why did you have to do this?"

Sorrow flashed in Wang Hao’s eyes; he still held a bit of respect for the old man, Wu Zicheng.

"Old Wu, Old Wu."

Zhou Tingyu was still wailing there.

Wang Hao went over and patted her on the shoulder.

"Alright, stop crying. The dead cannot come back to life."

Seeing Zhou Tingyu drenched in tears, Wang Hao felt a twinge of pity in his heart.

This young girl was truly pitiful.

At the same time, he also admired her a bit.

He previously thought she followed Wu Zicheng for his status, thinking she tagged along to the Settlement Camp hoping to have a good life because of him.

But when he found out she went out working, doing whatever it took to save Wu Zicheng, Wang Hao held Zhou Tingyu in higher regard.

Perhaps Zhou Tingyu actually loved Wu Zicheng.

Otherwise, she had no reason to care for him if she could earn and spend on her own. At least, she could be self-sufficient.

Not to mention exerting all her efforts to support an old beggar.

Upon arriving here and witnessing her actions, Wang Hao truly started believing in love again.

This age-crossing love was truly admirable.

Simultaneously, it made Wang Hao feel that he and Xiaoyueyue weren’t all that different.

They were only in their twenties, while the gap between Zhou Tingyu and Wu Zicheng was so much greater.

If they could do it, then he and Xiaoyueyue certainly could, too.

"Take this money and find someone to give Elder Wu a proper burial. He’s likely endured quite a bit of humiliation; at least let him go with some dignity."