Chapter 88 Meng Ci, This Is My Secret

Chapter 88 Meng Ci, This Is My Secret

"And there's more."

After showing the space to Meng Ci, Shen Que paused for a moment before continuing.

"When I was reborn, I specifically printed a letter about the impending apocalypse and dropped it into the mayor's suggestion box."

To enhance the credibility of this letter, Shen Que racked his brain to recall every piece of useful information.

Suddenly, a lightbulb went off in Shen Que's mind.

He remembered something specific down to the minute and second.

Shen Que recorded these details at the beginning of the letter to prove that what he wrote was true.

Then, Shen Que picked up a pen and began meticulously outlining the events and stories that would unfold after September 30th.

To ensure his own safety, Shen Que exhausted every possible method.

He deliberately found the mini printer he used to print out incorrect answers during school and printed out all the content he had written.

Once he finished this task, Shen Que immediately destroyed the printer to avoid leaving any trace that could lead back to him.

With the experience of countless trials from his previous life, Shen Que was agile and nimble, easily evading all surveillance cameras as he placed the items securely into the mayor's suggestion box.

Whether the government officials would discover and take notice of this letter, or whether they would act on it, was beyond Shen Que's control.

After finishing, Shen Que looked at Meng Ci with sincere and resolute eyes.

"This is everything I know," Shen Que said seriously.

Meng Ci nodded. "I believe you. Besides, you have no reason to lie."

Having revealed all his secrets, Shen Que still retained a sliver of rationality and did not tell Meng Ci about his transmigration.

"Hmm."

Shen Que nodded, and for a moment, neither of them knew what to say.

Then Meng Ci saw several bags of rice and flour, half a pig, five halves of beef, a few boxes of instant noodles, sausages, and more suddenly appear in the living room.

The items kept coming, so Meng Ci quickly called out.

"Wait, Shen Que, what are you doing!"

Shen Que replied, "I'm getting some food for you."

"This space can only store food, and the food inside just spoils slower than outside, so I didn't store too many perishables."

Meng Ci nodded.

He wasn't a pig; why bring out so much stuff at once?

"Right." Shen Que seemed to remember something, and then Meng Ci saw a pile of spicy sticks, sunflower seeds, and chips fall into his arms.

There were so many things that they almost buried Meng Ci.

"Wait, wait."

"It's enough, enough."

Meng Ci felt that if he didn't stop Shen Que, he might really be buried alive.

Shen Que quickly stopped throwing food out. He had been focused on the space and hadn't noticed Meng Ci's situation.

Seeing Meng Ci now, he hurriedly helped remove the items from him.

Meng Ci sighed helplessly.

It seemed that Shen Que's excellent kissing skills were probably due to natural talent.

Otherwise, with his style of action, he would likely have been abandoned long ago.

"Shen Que, put these things back into your space first," Meng Ci said, looking at the room full of snacks with a helpless expression.

Hearing this, Shen Que, who was about to open a bag of chips, suddenly paused.

"Don't you like these...?"

"No, no!" Meng Ci quickly waved his hands to explain, "I love them, but my room is too small. If you keep bringing things out, I won't even have a place to stand."

Seeming to fear that Shen Que wouldn't believe him, Meng Ci added, "Also, if these foods are exposed to air for too long, they'll easily go bad."

"You should put them away, and I'll ask for them when I need them."

Shen Que understood Meng Ci's explanation and nodded in agreement.

After doing this, Shen Que thought for a moment and took out a few packets of chips and spicy sticks, placing them on the sofa along with a case of cola.

Meng Ci casually opened a packet of chips and asked curiously, "Didn't you think these snacks were unhygienic? Why do you have so many?"

Meng Ci remembered that when they went to the mall previously, Shen Que had mentioned that eating too many spicy sticks wasn't good.

So why was he hoarding them?

"Aren't you fond of them?" Shen Que countered.

After learning that Meng Ci loved these snacks, Shen Que developed a new habit.

Every time he went out for a zero-yuan shopping spree, if he came across snacks, he would put them in his space without hesitation.

Meng Ci was overjoyed and couldn't wait to take off his cotton shoes, sit cross-legged on the sofa, and start enjoying these delicious snacks.

As for Meng Ci's unique behavior, Shen Que had long since gotten used to it. He

silently picked up the kettle usually used for heating cola, poured half a cup of cola into it, and gently placed it on the stove.

"Bang bang bang!" A crisp knocking sound suddenly rang out.

Meng Ci quickly put on his clothes and walked out of the room with Shen Que.

In front of them was Yun Jingcen, holding a fragrant piece of cured meat and a string of tempting sausages.

"Teacher Yun," Meng Ci greeted her politely.

Yun Jingcen smiled and said, "Xin Yu caused you trouble today; I am truly grateful for your help. Please accept this small token of appreciation."

With that, she offered the gifts to them.

"Thank you, Teacher Yun, but you're too kind." Meng Ci hurriedly took the gifts, gratitude evident on his face.

But Meng Ci didn't accept them, "Teacher Yun, there's no need."

"Since those guys have targeted us, they won't let us go easily. Helping Teacher Mao was just a matter of convenience."

"There's no need to come specially to thank us."

Before Yun Jingcen could say anything else, Meng Ci interrupted her.

"Teacher Yun, you don't need to call us when you go chopping trees anymore."

"We have enough firewood stored up with Shen Que."

Hearing this, Yun Jingcen immediately understood that Meng Ci wanted to distance themselves from each other.

In the apocalypse, everyone was on their own.

Meng Ci must have thought this through carefully, so Yun Jingcen respected his choice and did not try to persuade him otherwise.

She tried to hand the items to them again, but they refused. Finally, she left after they closed the door.

Yun Jingcen had to take the items back.

It was now past three o'clock, and with nothing else to do, they each grabbed a stool and started chopping firewood.

Meng Ci, now relying on Shen Que being with him, was shamelessly slacking off.

If someone had told Meng Ci before he entered the book that he would become lazy, he probably wouldn't have believed it.

The blame could only be placed on the apocalypse, where there was no need to work or study, and staying at home all day naturally led to laziness.

"Bang bang bang."

Hearing the knock, Meng Ci got up and opened the door, only to see Ruan Qing standing outside with red eyes.

"Brother."

"What's wrong?" Meng Ci didn't open the metal gate, and they stood facing each other through the iron bars.