CHAPTER 577: CHAPTER 575: PLAN

These scientists couldn’t have possibly come over so smoothly on their own, so Su Mo called over Li Qian, whose spiritual power, once exercised, quickly detected a team of people.

Su Mo smiled slightly, "It seems that they still haven’t given up on me."

"Not far from the refugee camp, the number is about 50 people," Li Qian reported roughly after his observation, retracting his superpower, "I cannot rule out the presence of undetectable Advanced superpower users. Are they here for you?"

"I’m not certain, but chances are they are. I’ve seen their helicopters in Yellowstone City as well," she replied.

Lu Chen, holding her hand, said with unusual coldness, "If that’s the case, we take the initiative, attack them, and kill them."

In his Space, he still had that Level 8 Crystal Stone. He needed to find a way to assimilate it quickly; nothing could happen to his girl again.

That was also what Su Mo thought. It wasn’t that she was heartless, but self-preservation was paramount; she wanted to live properly with her companions, without schemes.

Lu Chen gathered everyone together, and since Jin Han and Feng Yao needed to watch over the refugee camp, he consulted with Feng Yao and asked him for a favor.

Since they didn’t yet know the specifics about the group Li Qian mentioned, Lu Chen naturally wanted a foolproof strategy.

Everyone gathered in the top-floor meeting room of Rong Bai’s house. A detailed map of P City laid on the table with the approximate location marked by Li Qian. The distance was indeed not far, near where Lu Chen had last dispatched those hundred victims.

The area was filled with many buildings and intersecting streets that used to be bustling before the apocalypse.

"Definitely no less than fifty people. Our two teams together are just under 20 people, but I think our chances of winning are pretty good," Feng Yao sat relaxedly in his chair, his face calm and composed, having gained quite a bit of weight from the easy work in the refugee camp.

"If so, you could just encircle them from both sides. You don’t necessarily need to fight, but finding out their true intentions, whether it’s because of Su Mo or not, is our primary goal," said Rong Bai as he wheeled himself in, "Just in case, if they really are coming to join us, it wouldn’t be right to just slaughter them, would it?"

Thinking over it, Su Mo found some reason in his words. She turned to Lu Chen, "What do you think?"

"Agreed, they definitely won’t make any rash moves now. Let’s set the time for three days from now," Lu Chen tapped his finger on the map, making the decision.

After Feng Yao’s people had all left and only their own remained in the parlor, Jianxiong’s crestfallen expression caught Su Mo’s attention, "What’s wrong with you?"

He slumped over the table like a lump of mud, his distinctively dark and bright eyes now carrying a touch of dimness, "My heart hurts."

Su Mo was startled, then walked over to sit beside him, pulling up a chair with suspicion, "You didn’t have a fight with Li He, did you?"

Her words struck right at Jianxiong’s heart, making him feel even worse at the mention of that name.

Out of consideration for the presence of Li Qian and Rong Bai, he couldn’t say it out loud and instead buried his face in his robust arms.

Su Mo gestured to them with her eyes, and when the large office was left with just her and Lu Chen, Jianxiong shared his gloom, "He’s ignoring me now."

Indeed, the two had quarreled.

"What happened?" She poured a glass of water for Jianxiong and patted his shoulder, motioning for him to lift his head, which was curled up like an ostrich’s.

Jianxiong then propped his forehead up and said, "The other day, I got drunk, took off his door, and mistook him for Zhao Changsheng."

Su Mo: ...

She couldn’t help it and slapped him on the back of his head, "Are you an idiot?"

"No, I apologized as soon as I sobered up. I just wanted to tell him that Changsheng can really drink, but he didn’t even let me finish before kicking me out and ignoring me," Jianxiong was close to despair, his face wrinkled like a bitter melon as he collapsed back into the chair.

Lu Chen put away the blueprints and walked over to him, speaking indifferently, "Is the door fixed?"

"No."

"Serves him right."

Su Mo couldn’t resist looking up at Lu Chen with disbelief in her eyes, "What are you saying serves him right for? The first time you took me home to take care of me, you also kicked in my door, okay!"

Lu Chen’s face, which was already expressionless, stiffened, "That’s different; now you are my wife."

As if it’s any different!

Su Mo almost couldn’t help but laugh. Criticizing others when they were just the same, she coughed lightly a few times and whispered something into Jianxiong’s ear.

"Will that work?" He looked at Su Mo with some doubt.

"If it doesn’t work, just keep letting him ignore you."

Jianxiong immediately got anxious upon hearing this, "Three days later, just three days later, make the injuries look more severe."

Seeing his urgency, Su Mo couldn’t resist asking, "Do you like Li He?"

Her straightforward words made Jianxiong lower his head somewhat awkwardly, his voice growing softer, "I don’t know, I just think he’s a man who’s so frail and small, looks like a woman, and is quite good-looking."

Su Mo figured it out, standing up with amusement, "Idiot, you clearly like him. Don’t feel embarrassed. Why be so rigid about gender issues? True love is priceless; as long as you like someone, that’s all that matters."

Jianxiong’s expression was moved, and he couldn’t help looking towards her, "Sis, you don’t think this kind of thing..."

The word ’disgusting’ he couldn’t bear to say, but Su Mo understood, and she pushed him with a laugh, "Why would it be disgusting? If someone talks nonsense about your relationship in the future, I’ll be the first to rush up and hit them."

Lu Chen also appeared indifferent, and Jianxiong was touched. Indeed, he had taken a liking to Li He, which he couldn’t deny. As for his feelings for Zhao Changsheng, they had gradually faded as soon as he knew there was no possibility between them.

His life was always moving forward, towards new horizons and meeting new people.

How lucky he was to have encountered brothers and friends whom one might never find even in a lifelong search.

After Su Mo and the other left, Jianxiong was still sitting there with red-rimmed eyes, not yet snapping back to reality.

When they returned to their own doorstep, the relaxed expressions on both their faces froze.

Fang Ya was standing in front of their door, holding a thermal jar.

Lu Chen’s expression noticeably cooled, and a chill seemed to emanate from him.

Seeing them return, Fang Ya hurried over with quick, small steps to greet them, "Chenchen, I made some chicken soup for you. Would you like some?"

She paused upon seeing Su Mo, "And this is..."

Knowing that her appearance had changed somewhat, Su Mo took the initiative, "I’m Su Mo."

Fang Ya’s eyes showed surprise, followed by a smile, "You’ve become prettier again, and you’ve grown taller too."

Her sudden eagerness was indeed a bit odd, but Su Mo subtly pulled on Lu Chen’s hand, opening the door, "Let’s go inside; no need to stand out here."