Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies-Chapter 104 - : Happy Little Brother

Chapter 104: Happy Little Brother

Qin Mingzhou was bored to the brink of insanity lately.

He was trapped in a cave, unable to go anywhere.

Though he had fine food and wine, he no longer had his sister, and without his dramatic television shows, his spirit suffered a heavy blow.

Qin Mingzhou was sad.

His men, on the other hand, were quite happy.

With food and drink, and clothes to wear, of course they were content. When bored, they could even fight or play with the playing cards bought by their boss.

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This weather, however, was perfect for sleeping.

So they usually took turns sleeping.

Those who were awake played cards; they led pretty good lives.

It was only Qin Mingzhou who felt bored, feeling life had no meaning.

Other commoners who had survived the apocalypse for so long only wished for food, warmth, and a place to rest. Once those needs were satisfied, they were happy.

But some people, accustomed to luxury, were not so satisfied with such a life.

Take Lin Muxue, for example.

Lin Muxue, staying with her uncle, Lin Nianbei, had a warm tent, thick clothes, and no concerns about food and drink.

But she was still pissed off.

The tent was too small.

Shabby and tiny.

And the lamp was too dim.

Then there were her clothes.

What the hell.

So ugly.

Absolutely hideous.

After Lin Nianbei lost out to those sly old foxes, that’s how people who kissed up and kicked down treated her.

Giving her such shabby, ugly clothes.

And the food, just two dishes.

Just a thin slice of meat with a foul smell, absolutely disgusting to eat.

Those wretched people, seeing her uncle losing the struggle, treated her this way.

In the past, they’d address her as Miss Lin, but a few days ago, they dared to call her by name.

So outrageous.

When Lin Nianbei regained his position, she would drag them out to feed the Mutant Wolves. A bunch of social climbers, infuriating her to no end.

Lin Muxue looked at the scraps before her, not feeling hungry at all.

She ordered someone to take it away and dump it.

But the person who took it away didn’t dump it, instead secretly hiding it. It would be such a pity to waste such good food.

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Lin Muxue might look down on this food, but they needed it.

Lin Muxue didn’t know this as she continued to sulk.

Sulking over Lin Nianbei.

Angry that he couldn’t achieve more, furious that he hadn’t tried harder to reach a higher position.

She was also resentful of Lin Murong.

Even though she was Lin Murong’s blood sister, why didn’t Lin Murong help her out? Knowing that she and her uncle needed the supermarket, why did she remain so close with the boss.

Since she was on good terms with the boss, why couldn’t she make an effort to convince her to give up the supermarket?

She felt resentful, filled with hate.

She thought everyone else was at fault, that they had done wrong, or else why would she have ended up like this. Eating such awful food, living in such a decrepit tent.

Her archenemy, Liu Cuiyu, had a tent that was bigger than hers, newer, and so many security guards protecting Liu Cuiyu.

Why? Simply because she had a good father.

At this thought, Lin Muxue started to hate her own father.

He was so useless, unable to provide her with the life she wished for.

Why couldn’t she be Lin Nianbei’s own daughter?

She knew that many of Lin Nianbei’s subordinates actually looked down on her, disliked her.

And dismissed her orders.

They disdain her, look down on her, despise her.

If she were Lin Nianbei’s daughter, this wouldn’t have happened.

Lin Nianbei would have cared more for her, and those under Lin Nianbei would have respected her more.

Why?

Why wasn’t her real father Lin Nianbei?

If only it were Lin Nianbei.

Lin Muxue’s mood was agitated, and she found a frail woman to come into her tent. She beat and kicked the woman to vent her frustration, and only then did her mood improve.

After beating the woman, looking at the woman on the ground like a dead dog, Lin Muxue tossed a biscuit on the floor and dismissed the woman.

Seeing the woman gratefully accepting the biscuit, Lin Muxue finally felt a bit better.

As for Lin Nianbei, whom she kept brooding over, he was in a similarly bad mood.

Only, Lin Muxue could take it out on others, while he, for the sake of his reputation, could not do the same.

Lin Nianbei had been incredibly busy lately.

Some of his people had been poached by his arch-enemy.

His arch-enemy had hoarded a bunch of cold-resistant materials and lured his people away.

When he went to settle accounts, they played dumb with him—yet he couldn’t expose them. He had to maintain appearances, to treat them like brothers.

Seeing his enemy’s smug expression, Lin Nianbei was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

When it rains, it pours—his hidden supplies seemed to have been discovered and a portion stolen.

Although the amount was small relative to what he had hidden, it was still enough to make him angry.

He had dispatched many people to guard the supplies, thinking there would be no more issues, but then more was stolen.

Even with tight security, if theft still occurred, Lin Nianbei suspected there was a mole. He made arrangements to catch the mole, but it seemed the mole had sensed something and kept silent.

After several days, the mole still hadn’t been caught.

Then, his supplies were stolen again.

His arch-enemy even had the gall to flaunt this in front of him and had the audacity to brew him tea.

Pah.

Old fox.

Although there was no evidence, Lin Nianbei had a gut feeling that the mole was planted by his arch-enemy.

Lin Nianbei was cordial on the surface, but he cursed inwardly countless times.

Yet, his arch-enemy was incredibly composed, discussing poetry and distant lands with him.

Claiming they were old friends and couldn’t bear a day apart.

Pah.

How could he say such things?

Doesn’t he feel any shame when he says that?

Busy Lin Nianbei didn’t realize that Lin Muxue, whom he considered his dear and obedient little treasure, was privately calling him useless.

He was simply too busy, too occupied to even think about Lin Muxue.

It was only when Lin Muxue came to see him that he remembered he hadn’t seen her in over ten days.

“Xiao Xue, you’re here.” Seeing Lin Muxue, Lin Nianbei felt a string in his heart loosen.

“Uncle, you must take care of your health.” Lin Nianbei’s tent was large and well-lit, and Lin Muxue immediately noticed the dark circles under his eyes.

“It’s Xiao Xue who’s thoughtful.” Lin Nianbei felt comforted inside.

“Uncle, you have to rest well. If you fall ill, what will become of me?” Lin Muxue, however foolish, knew that if Lin Nianbei fell, she would be in trouble too.

If Lin Nianbei was doing well, she would be too.

She hoped Lin Nianbei would be healthy and powerful within the base so that she could enjoy life and get more.

So, although she thought Lin Nianbei was incompetent, she still cared about his health.

“Good, good, good. Thank you, Xiao Xue.” Lin Nianbei patted her shoulder.

“It’s my duty,” Lin Muxue said, looking obedient and endearing like a little angel.

“Xiao Xue, come here.” Lin Nianbei suddenly stood up, took something and placed it in Lin Muxue’s hands.

A box.

Not knowing what it contained.

But it must be something valuable.

Lin Muxue’s eyes gleamed.