Chapter 120: She’s Already Down to 693 Jin

Shi Yuebai glanced at the salt—non-iodized, with a five-year shelf life.

The five years of the wasteland included a whole year of apocalyptic disaster.

So this salt was already long past its expiration date.

She refused to eat anything expired.

But she couldn’t stop Nong Yasi and the others from being excited.

After a few days, the fields behind the Shi family’s house had been completely cleared out.

A few tiny mushrooms had sprouted from the remaining rotting logs.

In the potato patch, tender shoots were poking up.

And in the scallion bed, the green onions had started to break through the soil.

Maybe the potatoes and scallions weren’t ready to eat, but plucking a few mushrooms to make soup, sprinkling in a bit of salt—

It was simply delicious.

In the wasteland, people would eat not just expired food, but even rotten food if they had to.

Shi Yuebai went to check on the rotting logs. When the flares fell, most of the logs had been burned up.

Only two or three logs remained, and the mushrooms growing on them were still tiny.

Barely enough for Ah Hong and the others to have a single meal.

Over the past few days, the food brought by the Pang and Qiao families had already been eaten up.

These mushrooms would just about stretch things for another meal.

Looking at the excitement on Nong Yasi, Ah Hong, and the others’ faces,

Shi Yuebai didn’t try to stop them again.

She checked her body weight internally, then teleported as planned into Xiao Lingye’s tent.

Last night, Xiao Lingye’s men had tried sneaking into the Shi family’s ditch again.

None of them came back.

So Xiao Lingye was currently losing his temper with his team.

Shi Yuebai, familiar with the place, started stuffing food into a large burlap sack: guava lemon tea, coffee milk, soy milk sandwich bread, ramen, soda crackers, tomato meat sauce noodles—

All expired.

This time, she was much bolder, stuffing a 1.5-meter-tall sack until it was bursting.

Outside the tent, a woman’s cries rang out again, and Shi Yuebai’s hand paused.

She teleported the big sack back to the entrance of the Qiao family’s pit.

Shi Yuebai shook open a large plastic bag she’d prepared earlier and filled it with assorted snacks.

Before the wasteland, all those individually wrapped little breads, cookies, and crispy noodles could last practically forever.

She filled the plastic bag to the brim, and once again teleported into the big tent where food was stored.

She tossed out a small fireball, hitting a nearby tent.

The tent she’d burned last time was already useless.

The man who’d lived there had long since moved elsewhere.

Not that Shi Yuebai was boasting—she might not be strong, just a small fry—

But these ordinary people were still no match for her fire.

As the fire she set flared up again, people from Xiao Lingye’s team rushed over to put it out.

Shi Yuebai turned her wheelchair around. Behind her stood a woman.

No one knew how long the woman had been watching. She didn’t shout or scream, just stared at Shi Yuebai with wide, shocked eyes.

Expressionless, Shi Yuebai pulled a few small packs of soda crackers from her plastic bag and tossed them at the woman’s feet.

“Was it you last time, too?”

The woman trembled, unsure if it was from excitement or fear.

Shi Yuebai said nothing, turning her wheelchair to leave.

The woman bent down to pick up the crackers, then hurried after Shi Yuebai.

“I—I don’t want food. Can you get out of here?”

Shi Yuebai didn’t look back, her wheelchair gliding smoothly between the tents.

Most of the men in the team had gone to fight the fire.

Shi Yuebai tossed the bag of food directly into a tent where a group of women were kept.

All of this was witnessed by the naked woman behind her.

She rushed into the tent.

At that moment, Shi Yuebai’s eyes narrowed, a trace of killing intent flickering within.

If that woman dared to make a scene, she was ready to kill.

But unexpectedly, the naked woman soon emerged, battered and bruised, clutching a baby girl.

“Can—can you take her away?”

The woman placed the sleeping infant in Shi Yuebai’s arms.

Her knees buckled as if to kneel.

Shi Yuebai struck her knees with a stick, forcing her to stand straight.

“Please, take her away. Don’t leave her here, I’m begging you!”

She pressed her palms together, speaking honestly,

“I don’t even know whose child she is. I just gave birth to her not long ago.

If she stays here, she’s as good as dead.”

Shi Yuebai glanced at the baby girl on her lap.

She really did look like a newborn, just like Shi Xiangrui had when he was born.

Children in the wasteland were even more disposable than those of the Wu tribe.

At least in the Wu tribe, if a child was born with strong soul power, the parents would keep and raise them well.

And among the Wu, it was rare for children to be born deformed, unhealthy, or slow-witted.

But in the wasteland, aside from Shi Xiangrui, Shi Yuebai hadn’t seen a single normal child.

Just then, a large group of men came over, cursing and swearing.

After two fires near the food storage tent, everyone was in a foul mood.

The woman in front of Shi Yuebai looked at her pleadingly, anxious.

If anyone saw Shi Yuebai or her trying to give away the baby,

She’d probably be beaten to death.

Even the daughter she’d struggled so hard to bring into the world would likely be smashed to death.

In this team, several babies had already been sold off or killed for crying too much.

“Please…”

The woman’s eyes were dry, her lips cracked.

She looked at Shi Yuebai with desperate hope.

Shi Yuebai said, “Close your eyes.”

The woman obediently shut her eyes.

A long time passed, and she heard nothing.

She waited and waited, then finally opened her eyes a crack.

Shi Yuebai and her daughter were gone.

She took a deep breath, then collapsed to the ground as if relieved.

From the tent behind her came the muffled sounds of joy:

“Food!”

“A whole big bag of food!”

The woman sitting on the ground wiped her stinging eyes and pulled herself together.

She’d sent her daughter away.

Given her to someone who seemed powerful.

Now, all she could do was survive.

Survive, and wait for Xiao Lingye to get what he deserved!

Back at the Shi family, Shi Yuebai lifted the baby girl by the swaddling cloth with a single finger, looking disgusted as she handed her to Ah Hong.

“Want to raise her?”

“If not, toss her.”

Whoever wanted to could raise her—Shi Yuebai could barely take care of herself, so she wasn’t going to.

Ah Hong hurriedly took the newborn, looking down at her with pity.

“The birth coating hasn’t even come off her face yet. Sigh, what a world…”

You couldn’t blame her mother for being heartless.

Blame it on this hopeless wasteland.

Shi Yuebai turned away, face expressionless. She was already down to 693 jin.

Tomorrow, she’d have to pay Xiao Lingye’s team another visit.

My health really isn’t good—probably because I overdid it when I was young.

Now I walk every day, walk a lot more.

Walking really is the best exercise for me."