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I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse

Chapter 119: Commissary Su Meimei Arrives to Offer Condolences

Author: FoodieMarshmallow
updatedAt: 2026-01-30

CHAPTER 119: COMMISSARY SU MEIMEI ARRIVES TO OFFER CONDOLENCES

It wasn’t clear whether it was due to drinking the Spiritual Spring for over half a year, but the bees in the space seemed more irritable, and their stingers were more venomous than usual.

Lately, Jing Shu had been using the fat chicken as a test subject, allowing the bees to sting the fat chicken that Jing Shu was holding down (otherwise, the fat chicken would run away or even try to swallow the bees in retaliation). Consequently, large swellings appeared on the fat chicken, causing it to cluck painfully; only after applying some honey did the swelling subside.

"There, this is just like getting a shot to boost your immunity," Jing Shu consoled the fat chicken. As for why Jing Shu always preferred to use the fat chicken as a test subject... perhaps she just couldn’t help herself.

How thick was the fat chicken’s skin?

After drinking from the Spiritual Spring for seven months, the fat chicken’s body had become all sinewy. During a previous test on the Spiritual Spring’s blood-stopping effect, it took a strong cut with a knife just to make an incision. Even so, the bees could still sting through it, suggesting that the bees that had drunk from the Spiritual Spring might have developed armor-piercing capabilities...

No matter how you put it, the bees, having been raised for half a year, could be used as a transitional means of attack. They were more secretive and could achieve effects beyond expectation; their numbers also allowed for a swarm attack.

The most important thing was that they could produce honey.

It would be great if someone could come and test the effect of a bee sting on humans; that way, I could more directly assess their lethality.

As Jing Shu thought about this, she studied the 7-layer Magic Cube in her hand. As the name suggests, a 7x7x7 Magic Cube was several grades more difficult than the initial 4x4x4 Magic Cube.

Solving the 7-layer Magic Cube in a short time was impossible. After all, restoring a scrambled 7x7-sided Magic Cube to neat and orderly colors was something Jing Shu could not yet achieve, let alone reach a professional level. Professional players might not manage it even after several years of practice; Jing Shu could only keep practicing diligently to make up for her lack of skill.

But unlocking a brand new Magic Cube was also a challenge for Jing Shu. If she wanted to obtain the Magic Cube’s miraculous ability, she had to work hard, as there’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world.

Jing Shu never expected that the person to test her bees’ stinging ability on humans would appear so soon, and it was someone she never anticipated.

It had been half a month since Wu City started consuming the Five Grain Worm, and people’s adaptability was incredibly strong.

Just like Jing Shu in her previous life, who initially refused to eat them, then resorted to eating a little when she was nearly starving, she now fully accepted this food source and even actively went outside every day to collect insects for work points. Nowadays, the hot topics, apart from the death toll of the migration to Hainan, were all about the Five Grain Worm.

For instance:

Wind No.3: "What flavor of Five Grain Worm are we eating today? You have to queue for the salted five-grain worm every day, and it’s not even guaranteed that you’ll get some."

Fatty Girl No.25: "How about dry-fried? At least it has spicy skins. I really miss the three days of buffet during the Dragon Boat Festival where we could eat as much as we wanted."

Wang Cuihua sent a voice message: "Young people don’t know how to save. Boiled Five Grain Worms are the most economical; at least they come with water. Now that water prices have gone up again, a day’s work points from digging for insects all go towards buying water."

Wind No.3: "Sister, please stop talking. It’s people like you who lead the charge in digging in toilets for Five Grain Worms to boil in clear water—more like yellow water. I really can’t stomach that kind of soup."

Wang Qiqi then said: "@everyone, from now on, the government will provide a buffet day during national holidays; this is a new welfare policy. Also, our community’s visiting specialist has arrived. Everyone, please take note: this is someone from the government sent to understand our situation, so be careful with your words. I heard they have a lot of authority and can directly determine whether you have committed a crime."

Jing Shu frowned slightly. Immediately after, a notification appeared in the WeChat group.

Wang Qiqi invited "Visiting Specialist Su Meimei" into the group.

Jing Shu: "???"

What’s causing this commotion? Jing Shu opened the profile of the new visiting specialist and discovered that it was her estranged former aunt, Su Meimei! How did she manage to get this position?

Jing Shu narrowed her eyes. Could it be that her good-for-nothing father really had some connections?

Dealing with Su Meimei had been delayed last time because Wu You’ai was kidnapped, and various reasons had caused Jing Shu to forget about it in the ensuing period. Just as she had found herself free a few days ago, Su Meimei had shown up.

There’s a saying: Heaven has a path, but you choose not to take it; Hell has no gate, yet you barge right in.

THUMP. THUMP. The sound seemed to resonate as Jing Shu clenched her fists. For some reason, she was getting excited again. She sent a message to Wang Qiqi: "Let’s make a bet; how many days do you think this Su Meimei will last?"

Wang Qiqi: "?? I have no idea."

"I guess no more than seven days," Jing Shu typed, the corners of her mouth lifting to reveal her teeth.

Wang Qiqi was puzzled. What’s with Jing Shu? Could it be that something is about to happen?

In the group chat, Su Meimei had already started her speech.

Visiting Specialist Su Meimei: "@everyone, hello. From today forward, I’ll be the person in charge of this neighborhood. I need to compile the counts of those alive and deceased, as well as residency statuses.

"From now on, we must also keep track of the survival rate daily. Therefore, everyone must sign in with me before 6:00 PM each day and narrate what you did today, what meals you had, where you went, and so on.

"Of course, starting today, I will make daily visits to understand your living conditions and see what you usually eat. I will also check the condition of your households and ask you to explain the source of certain items. If any items were acquired through improper means, you will need to hand them over, and the matter will be dropped.

"Wu City has now entered a strict crackdown period. Any robbery or murder identified and confirmed upon reporting will be recorded.

"Oh, you might not know the consequences of being recorded, right? Those who are now on record in Wu City’s major supermarkets can no longer receive any food.

"Okay, now let’s remove those who have died from the group. Everyone else, come report to me first; I’m starting my visits to each household."

Su Meimei, elated, messaged in the group. The feeling of having control over others’ lives is exquisite! These bumpkins don’t know yet that once marked with robbery or murder, it’s not just about not getting food. It’s uncertain if they can even keep their lives.

She loathed those terrifying days she’d endured! The people who had committed robbery or murder—they all deserved to die!

And Jing Shu’s entire family deserved to die!

Su Meimei’s eyes flashed with hatred. She had initially been assigned to the area where her family lived, but her father said there were too many high-ranking officials there, making it hard to manage, so it was better to go to a less crowded place.

Su Meimei immediately chose this neighborhood because that damnable Jing Shu and Su Lanzi were both here. After hearing about the new policy from her father, she immediately thought of using her own methods to eliminate this family. The simple-minded Su Yiyang can be spared, but Jing Shu, who beat me and specifically reported me, deserves to die!

As she flipped through Jing Shu’s big data evaluation report on her smartphone app, Su Meimei sneered.

It’s a pity I only have level-one access right now. I can only see their family’s scores along with some inconsequential salary records and credit assessments. But this is enough. With such high scores, I can easily fabricate a reason to determine they’ve committed crimes and then have them killed.

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