The Pregnant Mommy Survive on Unlimited Supplies-Chapter 330 - 329 cannot miss this opportunity to curry favor with Miss Hua.

Chapter 330: 329 cannot miss this opportunity to curry favor with Miss Hua.

"Are there any survivors here willing to reason with Hua Mi?"

To their pain and despair, every word Hua Mi said seemed to dance on their last nerve.

They had injured knees, and walking was hard—how could they be expected to kill zombies?

The real question was, did they even dare to try killing zombies anymore?

Someone said through gritted teeth,

"I’ve never been bitten by a zombie, nor touched by one, so why can’t I return to Xiang City?"

Hua Mi looked down at him with an attitude full of condescendence,

"Who knows? Should I just take your word for it that you’ve never been bitten or scratched?"

She didn’t believe them and didn’t want to strip each survivor bare to scrutinize every inch of their skin.

Once she said they couldn’t return to Xiang City, that was final. There was just too much pointless talk.

Hua Mi planted her long knife into the snow,

"Save your energy, recover your strength. In case the Garrison can’t hold out, you’ll at least be able to take down a few more zombies before dying."

Undoubtedly, this statement paled the faces of those few survivors even more, igniting a maddening itch in their teeth.

But what could hate do? These survivors couldn’t even defeat Zhou Cheng, so how could they possibly stand against Hua Mi?

Not long after, the Garrison brought in several survivors with pale faces, disheveled and wailing loudly.

Everyone was crawling in the snow, as if they had just endured some horrendous disaster and narrowly survived.

Hua Mi watched coldly, neither speaking out nor offering consolation.

In the apocalypse, every person had to go through this ordeal.

All survivors needed to overcome their psychological barriers and truly understand this apocalypse.

Some survivors wanted to leave D City alive, naturally.

But those who had Teleportation Tickets had already flown away.

Those left either didn’t have Teleportation Tickets or had staked all their belongings in the makeshift safety zone.

If they left now, they would have to abandon all the supplies in the safety zone.

After toiling in D City for so long, they naturally couldn’t part with those supplies.

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After crying and wallowing in despair, somebody got up and headed toward the safety zone,

"I want to go back..."

He was repelled by Shi Caixia with an axe.

"Motherf..."

He was repelled again by another axe swing from Shi Caixia.

Another person made a dash for the safety zone,

"Give me back my supplies... Aaaahhh!"

Da Fu charged at him, wielding a chopper.

Some tried to stealthily sneak into the makeshift safety zone.

But Xiao Fu stood right behind him, drawing out a Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber.

Hua Mi stood resolute in defense,

"I truly feel you’re wasting time. We’ve sacrificed so much of our time protecting you as you flee to Xiang City, at the cost of our own time."

She took out her phone and called the Contractor, asking him to come over and surround the outskirts of D City’s makeshift safety zone with an electric fence.

They would use Jelly Water as the energy source.

The Contractor fell silent on the other end, D City... Now Hua Mi was asking him to put up a defense in D City...

Hua Mi: "Any problems? Just speak up."

Upon hearing this, the Contractor’s hand loosened and his heart quivered, nearly dropping his phone,

"Of course, no problems at all. Rest assured Miss Hua, great rewards bring forth brave deeds, I guarantee the task will be completed."

After hanging up with Hua Mi, the Contractor yanked at his hair and turned to Huo Jing beside him,

"How are we supposed to handle this, Miss Hua said we have to go build a power grid in D city."

Huo Jing nodded, "Let’s go then, I’ll do the recruitment myself, I’ll lead the team on this project."

As he spoke, he stood up ready to leave.

President Bao grabbed hold of Huo Jing in haste,

"Have you lost your mind? Don’t you know the situation in D city right now?"

The Garrison had already removed all Teleportation Tickets to D city from the vending machines.

Moreover, via broadcasts both inside and outside the walls of Xiang City, they repeatedly informed: D city has been designated as a red danger zone, all survivors, please do not go there.

Every minute, a large number of survivors from D city, having torn up their Teleportation Tickets, returned to Xiang City.

The designated quarantine observation areas were overcrowded with people.

Many survivors from D city sought alternative routes, not flying to Xiang City, but to other teleportation points.

They thought by going to other teleportation points, they could avoid the 48-hour observation period.

However, the outcome was that Gong Yi’s efficiency was very rapid, all teleportation points were guarded by heavy armed forces stationed there.

Quarantine observation areas had long been prepared for these survivors from D city.

From this, it was clear the situation in D city was severe.

That place, it was out of the question.

Huo Jing’s expression was resolute as he pulled his arm out of President Bao’s grip,

"Why do we have such good days to live, because Miss Hua has need of us."

"If we can’t manage this task, Miss Hua will find someone else to do it, uncle, the world changes too fast, and we’ll soon be replaced by more capable people."

"We don’t want to be the waves surpassed by the new, dying on the beach, we must keep up with the times."

"It’s just about working on construction while also having to kill zombies, I can kill!"

He walked out the door with firm steps, heading outside to recruit workers for the power grid construction in D city.

Just outside was Xiang City’s labor market.

Initially, this labor market was just an office at a construction site for the contractors.

But then people often gathered outside this office, hoping to exchange hard labor for their daily bread.

The contractor and Huo Jing always took care of these people, selecting suitable ones from among them for work.

So over time, many strong individuals would squat here every day.

However, this time when Huo Jing went out to recruit,

The usually eagerly awaited construction projects, today, received no replies.

Huo Jing looked at the large group of laborers squatting down waiting for work, raising the wage to 200,000 a day.

Still, no one responded.

The survivors from D city had brought with them the current situation of D city.

The city was full of endless zombies, who would dare to go out?

Huo Jing looked at these people, his fists clenched tight with anger, and he scoffed,

"Fine, none of you will go, right? If you won’t go, I’ll go alone."

He turned around, about to head to the warehouse for some barbed wire.

But collided with the contractor coming out of the office.

In the contractor’s hand was a crumpled pack of cigarettes, his mouth revealing a gold tooth,

"I’ve been thinking, if Miss Hua asked us to fix the power grid, there must not be too much danger."

"And even if there is danger, Miss Hua will surely be able to withstand it, we can’t miss this opportunity to curry favor with Miss Hua."

"Let’s go, I’ll go with you."

Saying that, the contractor mysteriously opened his trench coat, inside hung: a screwdriver, a hammer, a spring knife, an electric baton, anti-wolf spray, pepper spray, a crucifix, garlic...

"And that’s not all," he slung over a bulging snakeskin bag.

As if in preparation for an exodus.

"I’ve got iron helmets, iron neck warmers, iron gloves, iron armor, iron boots, two of each, let’s go, uncle and nephew, off to fix the power grid."