Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse-Chapter 268 - 264 We Are All in the Same Boat

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"Shut up, just stay put." The old man glared at Lin Zhaodi and, seeing that she was indeed frightened and obediently silent, felt a moment of pride before immediately becoming cautious again.

In just a short interaction, the three old men across from him had already grouped together and approached.

The old man saw their looks and knew they had misunderstood. It wasn’t anyone’s fault, Lin Zhaodi had lost a lot of weight, and from her figure alone, she indeed seemed appealing.

Unfortunately, they hadn’t seen Lin Zhaodi’s face clearly—

"Brothers, peace brings wealth, my wife is old and frail, please show mercy and let us off?" The man said, revealing Lin Zhaodi’s dirty and disheveled face.

Even though Lin Zhaodi had suddenly lost fifty pounds, her body was still undeniably that of an old woman past her forties. Recently under the stress of worry and hectic movement, she looked even older.

The lifted old face, her hair had turned mostly gray, the filthy black face, deeply wrinkled and thin, was truly extremely ugly!

Becoming ugly, however, made it genuinely hard to recognize her as Lin Zhaodi immediately— losing weight quickly did have its advantages!

"Oh~~ Alright, alright, it was a misunderstanding!" Upon clearly seeing Lin Zhaodi’s hideous appearance, the men backed away continuously, disguising their revulsion as they spoke.

Even though the men were down on their luck, such extreme ugliness that even ghosts would avoid was more than they could bear!

This underpass was clearly a gathering place for the homeless, and with the underpass being only so big, the people coming and going usually had fixed places to stay.

Moreover, the people here, mostly those who wanted a change to rise above their situations, ended up so destitute that they couldn’t even scrape together the fare for a train ticket... and also had no face to go home.

Although it had been a long while since they had tasted the company of a woman, looking at Lin Zhaodi with her wrinkled and grotesque appearance, they couldn’t be bothered to feel any attraction.

Furthermore, there weren’t any decent women around here, but there were quite a few undercover prostitutes, as long as there’s some food or drugs in exchange, they could make do. That’s why they felt repulsed.

The old man saw everyone looking at him with sympathy, and with nodding heads they retreated, he sighed with relief internally, avoiding conflict was best!

At this moment, he was both hungry and tired, just wanting to get a good sleep!

All he could say was that the woman beside him was indeed both old and ugly, but after all, she was still a woman.

If someone had been abused in prison for three years without seeing a woman, upon seeing any woman they wouldn’t care about her looks, any woman would do.

Given the situation was such, thinking about certain things, the man smiled kindly and politely at everyone, showing his darkened teeth, everyone tacitly understanding and dispersing.

From the moment the old man released her neck, Lin Zhaodi, frightened, crouched and huddled at the man’s feet, barely making any unwarranted movement.

During their time together, she had come to trust in the old man’s capability profoundly, and knew, in this world, forcing her, a woman who had been lazy for over a decade, to start anew was practically sending her to her death!

"It’s okay now. Let’s take advantage of the darkness to get some sleep, we’ll look for food when it gets light." The old man looked at the pitch-dark sky, his stomach unbearable with hunger, yet he spoke expressionlessly:

"Rest assured, we’re in the same boat, I won’t ignore you as long as you obey." Without patience for her to speak any sweet or deceptive words, he directly laid down to sleep.

Over the years, hunger could no longer defeat him; the harsher the conditions and the stricter the demands, the more determined he became to maintain his composure. As long as his mind was clear, opportunities could always arise, but if he acted impulsively and died foolishly, he could only blame his own stupidity.

The weather was too cold, and the two of them were only dressed in thin clothes, which couldn’t keep them warm. In those days, clothes were scarce resources; even worn-out ones were not discarded—either they were given to relatives, recycled, or turned into rags or altered using the good parts.

In any case, along the way, the fact that the two of them managed to find coats to barely cover their special clothes, was already a stroke of luck to laugh about!

For these two garments, they almost got bitten by guard dogs!

Due to the cold, they were also reluctant to discard their prison clothes, wearing them inside their layers. But in the north, it was still too cold!

Though the man was strong, the cold deepened in the dead of night, and the two, as if accustomed, huddled together for warmth.

If it hadn’t been for the strong, repulsive body odor on each other, they might have created some romantic moments— but now, both were truly too exhausted, and they huddled tightly in a wind-sheltered spot, gradually falling asleep.

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Lin Aihong and her daughter were isolated, and Lin Yingxia could no longer use this impulsive mother-daughter duo.

Outside of the military, another figure, Ding Wangzhong, was eyeing her covetously. Most importantly, she received information that had no mention of the child the original owner bore for him!

Indeed, it was a temporary decision by the organization to have her replace Mrs. Rong.

Choosing Lin Yingxia as a persona was also due to her not-so-good reputation within the military community, her husband not caring about her, and her frequent access to military zones—combining all these reasons, her identity was confirmed—at least there was a reason for her to enter and leave military areas.

That’s just her nature.

It was only because the organization couldn’t thoroughly investigate the original person’s rural affairs in detail. It was an unavoidable issue, as the subject was decided temporarily, so how could they possibly know such covert matters.

These days, Lin Yingxia felt as if there were always other gazes around her, but when she actually looked, she found no one looking at her, and even her residence hadn’t been visited by anyone except for Zhu Yilai, who had come to scold her again.

Seeing that there was no progress in the matter, she wanted to go out of military areas to check what was so special about Tanning Temple, but she realized that this sense of being watched intensified once she left the military area.

It forced her to pretend to go shopping at the supply and marketing cooperative and directly return to the military area.

Now, she actually wanted to create some disturbance to attract others’ attention to achieve her goal of deceiving others—during this time, she especially missed Lin Aihong and her daughter, who really helped her a lot!

Unable to meet with people outside, she could only investigate within the military area to see which of her colleagues was most likely to be involved—considering their encounters, frequency of appearance, facial expressions, abilities, and so forth...

In the end, she still felt that Zhang Shanni was the most suspicious and likely was her colleague.

Currently, the person she most wanted to approach was Zhang Shanni.

She didn’t know if Zhang Shanni was too composed or if she had misjudged, but she discovered that Zhang Shanni showed no abnormal behavior at all and these days had only followed the Xie Family out of the military area.

Zhang Shanni’s interactions with the Xie Family were too natural, and the affection displayed didn’t seem fake, but whenever Zhang Shanni was approached, her demeanor and mentality didn’t seem like that of an ordinary village girl!

What’s more, she didn’t know if she was being overly suspicious, but every time she tried to get close to Zhang Shanni, she felt like there were always abrupt distractions pulling her away!

Once, twice might be coincidental, but after four, five, six times, it couldn’t possibly be a coincidence, right?!