I Pursued My Scummy Ex’s White Moonlight – Chapter 54

Have Some Consideration for My Feelings

Before entering J City, the Adjutant ordered his men to find several more vehicles to disperse the group. Ordinary people were not in the minority in the current team, and driving in separate cars gave them no sense of security. They wanted to ride with the ability users, but the Adjutant completely ignored them.

The ability users’ vehicles were arranged at the front, the ordinary people’s at the back. Everyone was deeply dissatisfied with the Adjutant’s arrangement, as they knew the rearmost vehicles were the most dangerous, and no one wanted that position.

But the Adjutant still paid them no mind, so they surrounded him and began to argue. “How can you treat us like this?”

“If we make it to the Sea Base alive, we’ll definitely report you to the Commander-in-Chief.”

Su Wenwen woke up right in the middle of their dispute. She rubbed her eyes, and only after asking Luo Xi did she learn what was happening. Given the Adjutant’s character, he naturally wouldn’t care about the lives or deaths of ordinary people. And as for the ability users, it was unlikely any of them wanted to sacrifice themselves to save others, so they all kept silent.

“What do we do? Look at the Adjutant, he’s definitely going to push the blame onto Commander-in-Chief Ji.”

Sure enough, just as Su Wenwen finished speaking, she saw the Adjutant sneer. “Do you think I’m afraid of you reporting me to the Commander-in-Chief?”

His single sentence left everyone so choked up they couldn’t retort. Based on the Adjutant’s words and actions, they began to imagine all sorts of things, and their impression of the Southern Commander-in-Chief soured completely.

But in order to survive, they would endure it for now, waiting for the moment an opportunity to erupt arrived, becoming a ticking time bomb.

Su Wenwen had no say in the matter. To ensure she could board the ship, she couldn’t afford to offend the Adjutant, so she was powerless. But she was worried Luo Xi would be affected and planned to suggest that their nanny van take up the rear.

After hearing Su Wenwen’s suggestion, Luo Xi gave her an approving look. Then, in front of everyone, she loudly announced their willingness to take the position at the very back of the convoy.

Although it was only one nanny van, Luo Xi was an ability user. Having her behind the ordinary people would, to some extent, put them at ease, and this was what finally ended the argument.

Helian Yun and the Adjutant were in the middle of the convoy. Before getting in her car, she glanced at Su Wenwen from a distance, only climbing aboard after the Adjutant’s cold voice prompted her.

Chen Zixuan, as a teammate and to better protect Luo Xi, naturally boarded the nanny van.

“Your vehicle is still the most comfortable.” The seats were like sofas; the moment you touched them, you just wanted to lie down. “How’s your shoulder injury?”

“It’s already scabbed over. It’s healing very quickly.” Luo Xi hadn’t just been standing guard all night; she had spent most of it training her mental powe to stimulate blood flow near the wound, accelerating regeneration.

Chen Zixuan was tongue-tied. “Your mental power is incredible. As long as you don’t suffer a fatal injury, you can be stitched back up just like a rag doll.”

No matter how formidable her mental power is, a person is not a rag doll. Su Wenwen gripped the steering wheel, silently vowing to never let Luo Xi get hurt.

The convoy drove along a desolate road. The buildings on both sides were coated in a patina of antique green, and a bleak, cold wind howled, whipping at tattered banners that clung precariously to the walls.

Seeing this, Chen Zixuan sighed with emotion. She murmured that she had traveled here before; up ahead, there had been a large wholesale fireworks shop. She had bought a Gatling¹ there and lit it with the crowd gathered at the bridgehead. The beautiful scene of them all bursting into light together was unforgettable.

Listening to Chen Zixuan’s story, Su Wenwen felt a pang of dislocation. Those prosperous, peaceful days now seemed like a distant legend, utterly unreal.

Luo Xi had been on watch all night and was now so tired she closed her eyes to rest. Her sleep was usually light—the slightest sound would wake her—but now she was drifting into a deep sleep, clearly exhausted.

After driving for a while, the vehicles ahead suddenly slowed. Su Wenwen frowned, her expression only softening after she glanced back at the sleeping Luo Xi.

Chen Zixuan’s gaze shifted between the two of them, a flicker of envy in her heart. It was hard enough to find someone you liked in times of peace, let alone in the apocalypse.

The lead vehicle made a U-turn, heading toward another intersection. Su Wenwen’s vehicle, bringing up the rear, had to wait several minutes before it was their turn. Just as they rounded the corner, she saw a dense, black swarm of zombie bats fill the sky, their numbers so vast they threatened to blot out the sun, casting an oppressive gloom.

Chen Zixuan fell silent. In the rearview mirror, Su Wenwen could see her face was a tight, nervous mask.

The convoy moved in fits and starts, its pace agonizingly slow. Finally, it pulled into a small alley. The Adjutant ordered everyone to rest there while he sent two agile people to scout the area. They would only proceed once a safe route was confirmed.

For lunch, it was peaches again.

Su Wenwen got out of the car to stretch her stiff limbs. She had only taken a few steps when she heard a baby crying, drawing disgusted looks from the others.

“Can’t you make it shut up? This is the city center! What if it attracts zombies?”

The mother kept apologizing, but she was helpless. A child is simple; when hungry, it can only cry. Peach juice wasn’t filling, and the woman herself was dizzy with hunger, her milk long since dried up.

Su Wenwen pitied the woman. She had plenty of food in her spatial backpack, so she returned to the car, opened the space within her pack in front of Chen Zixuan, and took out some milk.

“Don’t tell anyone.”

Chen Zixuan’s eyes widened. Hearing Su Wenwen’s warning, she nodded vigorously, promising she wouldn’t. She was thrilled, feeling she’d made the right bet following them. Moreover, Su Wenwen revealing her spatial backpack was a clear sign of trust.

When she gave the milk to the woman, others cast strange glances her way. Su Wenwen just shrugged. “I couldn’t bear to drink it, so I saved it. It’s just right for the child. If he keeps crying like this, he really will attract zombies.”

Hearing her explanation, no one felt they could question her further, much less try to take a child’s milk. But peaches couldn’t fill a stomach for long. Soon, hunger returned, and they could only go back to gnawing on the fruit.

By the time it grew dark, only one of the two scouts returned. He reported that of the two roads to the port, one was swarming with zombies, and the other was blocked by a massive traffic jam. Worse, the two routes were close together; even if they tried to quietly clear the abandoned cars, they would definitely be discovered.

The Adjutant frowned. “It seems our only option is to force our way through. With nine vehicles, if we’re lucky, at least five or six should make it.”

Everyone exchanged uneasy glances. The ordinary people, in particular, looked terrified. Even a fool knew that if they forced their way through, they would most likely end up as bait.

But they couldn’t make it without the Adjutant, either. They could only brace themselves and try to negotiate, but after half an hour, he remained unmoved. A chill settled in their hearts, and one of them blurted out, “If you won’t put us in the middle, we’d rather try to find our own way than serve as your bait!”

“That’s right! Don’t take us for fools.”

The Adjutant chuckled. “And what if I do? I can be an even worse person. I can just as easily tie you all up and use you as bait.”

Hearing this, Su Wenwen had a flash of understanding. She recalled the bald man and his ability users tying people up at the gas station—it must have been to lure away the city’s zombies. They just hadn’t expected to run into a hard target.

Using such a method was too cruel. Even in the apocalypse, Su Wenwen wanted to keep her humanity. After thinking it over, she approached the Adjutant. “We passed a small wholesale fireworks shop earlier. Perhaps we can use fireworks to lure the zombies away.”

The idea was met with immediate, hopeful agreement. The Adjutant glanced at Su Wenwen, and after a moment of silence, he nodded.

The group discussed the plan for a long time before returning to their vehicles. Luo Xi woke up then, and Su Wenwen told her everything that had happened.

“Tomorrow, I’ll go to the fireworks shop and light the fuses.”

Luo Xi’s face was etched with fatigue. At Su Wenwen’s words, she looked up, her deep, inscrutable gaze turning cold, like a sharp blade slicing into Su Wenwen’s heart. She quickly masked the emotion, said nothing, and got out of the car, walking straight toward the Adjutant.

Su Wenwen stood frozen for a moment, not understanding that look. She had only volunteered because she was confident she could escape unharmed. She had done it before, after all.

After a short wait, Luo Xi returned, having settled things with the Adjutant. “Tomorrow,” she said faintly, “the entire convoy will go to the fireworks shop.”

“Huh? But once the fireworks go off, the zombies will charge over. The convoy won’t have time to get away, will it?”

“I have a few watches in the car. We can remove the crystals to use as magnifying glasses and light the fuses with the sun. That will give the convoy plenty of time to retreat.” Luo Xi looked at Su Wenwen’s stunned expression and sighed. “Wenwen, I don’t want you always rushing to the front. You can discuss things with me. You also need to… have some consideration for my feelings.”

Luo Xi’s gaze was heavy with unspoken emotion. That last kiss had planted a seed of insecurity² in her heart. Their relationship had only just begun to progress; it wasn’t solid. It felt like a bubble, ready to pop at the slightest touch.

“I’m sorry. I was being thoughtless.”

Su Wenwen just wanted to protect Luo Xi so desperately that when a problem arose, her first instinct was to solve it herself. She thought she could handle it, so she didn’t say anything, forgetting that their connection had grown to a point where they were intertwined. A wound to one would hurt the other.

Recognizing her mistake, she knew she had to stand at attention and take her punishment. She quickly took Luo Xi’s hand, lacing their fingers together tightly. Luo Xi didn’t resist, her compliance so absolute it was startling. It made Su Wenwen’s heart race and a heat spread through her.

“Um… could you two also have some consideration for my feelings?” Chen Zixuan muttered from the back seat. She was happy to eat their dog food³, but being ignored so completely was a serious loss of face.

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