Chapter 63 Strange, Refugees Are Returning

Chapter 63 Strange, Refugees Are Returning

"So we thought it would be best if everyone could move to the first floor."

"Either we go up to the seventeenth floor, or you come down to the ninth floor."

Meng Ci and Shen Que, of course, couldn't possibly go down, since they had built a wall. Even if they couldn't fight, that wall could still provide them with some protection.

Moreover, both of them felt Yun Jingcen's suggestion made sense.

Moving to the seventeenth floor, as long as they locked the door leading to the roof, would make this floor much safer than the others.

"In that case, I'll trouble the teachers to move to the seventeenth floor."

Yun Jingcen nodded. "Since we're moving, it's better to do it sooner rather than later. Let's finish the move tonight."

"By tomorrow morning, we can set up devices to prevent robberies."

The other teachers all agreed.

After roughly discussing what needed to be done the next day, Meng Ci and Shen Que parted ways with the group.

Initially, Meng Ci and Shen Que offered to help Yun Jingcen, but their offer was declined, with the teachers saying the two young men should get some rest early.

Hearing this, Meng Ci silently scoffed.

These teachers were only seven or eight years older than him, yet they spoke so maturely.

Or perhaps, as teachers, they had to talk like that.

Since they refused the help, Meng Ci and Shen Que didn't insist further.

After all, it was the end of the world, and people wouldn't want others knowing about the things they had found.

If someone coveted their good stuff and got greedy, it could lead to trouble.

So Meng Ci and Shen Que left.

"Ruan Ruan, take your stuffed animals upstairs. I'll set up a bed for you; you should sleep now," Mao Xinyu's cool voice echoed.

Ruan Qing refused. "No, I want to help the teachers."

Yun Jingcen said, "Help with what? As the future of our country, what you need to do now is rest well."

"Otherwise, you won't grow tall."

"No..."

The rest of their conversation faded away as Meng Ci and Shen Que walked farther.

But Meng Ci figured Yun Jingcen and the others wouldn't let Ruan Qing help.

Seeing how well the teachers treated Ruan Qing, Meng Ci couldn't help but suspect that maybe they were just bored in the apocalypse and treated Ruan Qing like a pet.

Everyone returned to their own quarters, not bothering others. Before sleeping, Meng Ci habitually took out his night-vision binoculars to check the surroundings.

He then saw several rubber boats approaching from afar, carrying many items.

Meng Ci's alarm bells went off.

Could those bandits be back to wreak havoc again?

Meng Ci quickly grabbed his walkie-talkie, ready to alert them if anything seemed amiss.

After observing for a while longer, Meng Ci realized he had overthought it.

These were just ordinary residents, and their rubber boats bore the label "Made by the People's Liberation Army M Province Military District."

What was going on?

Meng Ci remembered that the soldiers who had previously distributed food came from the M Province Military District.

Could these people have run back from the refugee camps?

Was life in the refugee camps so unbearable that they chose to return? Or did they think their lives were too long?

Or perhaps the refugee camps were under strict military management, making it unbearable for them?

Things were getting more and more mysterious.

But knowing they weren't bandits, Meng Ci relaxed.

With important tasks ahead tomorrow, Meng Ci forced himself to sleep.

However, with so many thoughts swirling in his head, he didn't sleep well.

When he woke up the next day, the sky outside was still dim.

After getting up, Meng Ci took a cup of coffee he had bought in the United States from his storage space.

Ouch!

It was unbearably bitter.

But it was also very effective at keeping him awake. After finishing the cup, Meng Ci started exercising until eight o'clock.

He then took a hot shower in his storage space, fed the two rabbits, and began cooking breakfast.

A pot of vegetable porridge and two scallion pancakes. After eating, Meng Ci finally stepped out.

Because the anti-theft doors on the east and west rooms had been removed by Meng Ci and the others, Yun Jingcen and the rest stayed in the two rooms to the south.

Cheng Yu had picked the locks and replaced them with the lock cores from their ninth-floor residence. The door leading to the seventeenth-floor stairwell was then secured with two additional locks.

Yun Jingcen and the others were busy with something, so Meng Ci didn't see them.

He did spot Duan Yan and Cheng Yu, who were installing an iron mesh at the entrance to the seventeenth-floor stairwell.

"Brother Yu, could you hand me the pliers?"

"Sure."

Duan Yan naturally had a baby face, but he usually kept a stern expression when teaching to ensure his students listened to him.

At this moment, perhaps because it was just the two of them, his voice wasn't as strict, making him look like a high school student.

No wonder he had to act so mature.

When Cheng Yu reached for the pliers, he suddenly saw Meng Ci and nodded at him.

Meng Ci said, "Teacher Cheng, Teacher Duan, is there anything I can help with?"

Upon hearing Meng Ci's voice, Duan Yan's round face immediately turned stern.

"No need, we can manage on our own."

"Alright, if you need any help, feel free to ask." After saying that, Meng Ci left.

Since everyone else was setting up their defenses, Meng Ci looked around the house and thought about moving the bricks and cement out.

If necessary, he could use the bricks to attack people.

The cement could be scattered to surprise the bandits, blinding them with dust and causing them to stumble and fall.

There were also a few bows in the space, and Meng Ci took out two more.

Now they had three bows, fifty arrows, and two long knives.

Shen Que had also woken up and was holding an alarm, indicating it could be placed at the entrance to the seventeenth-floor stairwell.

The volume was already set to maximum, ensuring they would hear anyone approaching.

They also had a walkie-talkie, which was given to Cheng Yu.

The channel was set to two, allowing for immediate communication in case of any situation.

To celebrate the cooperation between the two families, Yun Jingcen and the others cooked a hot pot at home and invited Meng Ci and Shen Que to join them.

The two didn't refuse and each brought some food over.

The spicy hot pot smelled delicious.

Meng Ci also brought a bottle of red wine, but since they needed to stay alert against the bandits, they only had a little.

Ruan Qing carried out a large bottle of cola.

"I only have two bottles of cola left!" After distributing it, Ruan Qing held the bottle, which was now only one-third full, and sighed.

Ruan Qing loved drinking cola and was afraid of finishing it all at once. Whenever he craved it, he would pour a small glass, tighten the cap, and store it upside down to prevent the carbonation from escaping.

Seeing how sad Ruan Qing looked, Meng Ci said, "I still have a six-pack of cola."

"If you like it, I'll bring it over for you."

"Really?" Ruan Qing perked up instantly.

"Yes." Meng Ci nodded.

Ruan Qing hugged Meng Ci's arm and cooed, "I knew you were the best, big brother."