PFC Chapter 6 Village
Chapter 6 Village
As the sun was setting, Miao Yin finished receiving the goods as usual. When she returned, she saw Liu Chenyi blocking her door, with several food carts beside him, filled with delicious food. Even with lids on, the enticing aroma of the food was still irresistible.
Just one day later, Liu Chenyi's face turned sallow, his skin was oily, and there were dark circles under his eyes, clearly indicating that he had not slept all night.
Upon seeing her, Liu Chenyi immediately ran over happily, took her hand, and said affectionately, "Miao Yin, you're finally back! I've been waiting for you outside for so long! Look, I've brought all the dishes you wanted from Zuixian Pavilion and Fuyun Tower!"
Miao Yin subtly withdrew her hand and went to open the door.
"Send it in."
The waiters pushed the food cart inside. Since Miao Yin had booked the presidential suite, which had two large dining tables, they respectfully served the dishes and then removed the lids.
"Miss, please enjoy your meal." The waiter bowed slightly.
"Let's go out." Miao Yin was in a good mood, enjoying the fragrance filling the air.
Liu Chenyi leaned closer, showing off his slightly swollen face to her: "See? I kept my word, didn't I? Miao Yin, now you believe I'm sincere towards you, right?"
Miao Yin said in a low voice, "This is only two meals. I was talking about a thousand meals per family. We're still a long way off."
"Don't worry, I've already promised, I'll definitely get it all for you within a month!"
At this point, Liu Chenyi couldn't help but show a somewhat pained expression.
Zuixian Pavilion and Fuyun Tower weren't places he could persuade with just a few words. He and his parents had argued with their managers for a long time last night, and finally settled things by offering shares and bank cards with millions of yuan.
If it weren't for the Leng family's assets being enough for them to break even, he would have lost a fortune!
"Let's wait until everyone's here before we talk about our true feelings."
"Liu Chenyi, go home early," Miao Yin said, pointing to the door.
With the intention to see her out so obvious, Liu Chenyi, who was always the center of attention, couldn't save face, but he couldn't get angry at her.
He said with a forced expression, "...Alright, then I won't bother you anymore, Miao Yin. You should get some rest. I'll come find you again tomorrow."
"No need, come back in a month."
"Ah... okay, I'll listen to you."
The door slammed shut without hesitation, and Liu Chenyi, his face dark, kicked down the fake tree in the corridor.
"Fuck you!"
That shameless woman who's pushing her luck—just wait until he gets the Leng family's inheritance, and see how he deals with her!
Inside the room, Miao Yin, whose hearing had been enhanced by her supernatural ability, listened to him raging while enjoying the hibiscus shrimp.
Yes, it is indeed a dish made by a top chef. The ingredients, cooking methods, taste, and appearance are all superior to the delicacies she has tasted in the past few decades.
Miao Yin didn't have a big appetite. After leaving a few dishes for dinner, she put the rest into the Guanyin Eighty-Eight Temple. This kind of high-end restaurant wouldn't ask guests for plates, saving her the trouble of moving the plates.
Lady White Snake crawled out from the corner, affectionately wrapped her arm around her wrist, and flicked her tongue at her.
Miao Yin tapped its head and said gently, "Lady White, let's wait a little longer. Once that sucker has finished what he's supposed to do, we'll go and pull off a big heist."
Lady White Snake blinked her ruby eyes and tilted her head innocently.
For the next month, Miao Yin's days passed by in a blur of going to the warehouse to pick up goods, going to the small manor to pick up goods, shopping online, and fooling Liu Chenyi.
The story of Liu's young master shamelessly currying favor with Zuixian Pavilion and Fuyun Tower to show his love for Miao Yin also spread in high society, becoming a popular topic of conversation.
With the marriage agreement between the two already in place, it seems that Miao Yin's marriage into the Liu family is a done deal. Many people have begun to curry favor with the Liu family, making them beam with joy every day, which is in stark contrast to the despondent branch of the Leng family.
The fire at the Leng family's house was gradually forgotten over time. The police couldn't find any new evidence, and with the recent inexplicable torrential rains and earthquakes, the case was slowly shelved in order to free up more energy for disaster relief.
When the final dishes were delivered to the hotel, most of the goods that Miao Yin had ordered in China had already been signed for, except for one item of meat, which would not arrive in the short term due to an earthquake in the area.
She also resolved a minor problem and obtained a visa and passport for traveling abroad.
When Liu Chenyi knocked on her door with ninety-nine red roses, Miao Yin had already boarded a plane to Country A.
……
As soon as Miao Yin got off the plane, she saw the news about the gunfight in the area.
Recently, things haven't been peaceful both at home and abroad. Although there are still more than two months until the end of the world, some signs have already appeared, such as earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, and continuous torrential rains.
Whenever there is disaster, people's hearts become unsettled, and darkness follows.
After getting off the plane, Miao Yin took two more buses, then a train. After resting for a night, she took a bus the next morning, and finally a taxi, traveling all the way from the bustling and prosperous city to the poor and backward remote mountains and forests.
It was evening when she arrived. The driver was an older man with a long beard who spoke slurred English.
The car stopped in front of the dense thicket of trees, where faint lights could be seen through the layers of dark woods.
"Are you sure you want to get off here?" he asked, turning his head.
As someone who drives here year-round, he had vaguely heard stories about this area ahead. He thought that if a delicate Eastern girl like Miao Yin went in, she would probably be torn to pieces.
“Yes,” Miao Yin replied.
The driver shook his head and stopped trying to persuade him.
He dared to drive here, not because he was a great philanthropist, but because he saw that the other person was about the same age as his daughter, he suddenly felt kind enough to remind him.
These days, if someone wants to die, who can stop them?
With that in mind, he tripled the already expensive fare.
Anyway, this Eastern woman won't live much longer, so it's better to give her the money and let her live a carefree life.
Miao Yin didn't say much and gave him the money.
Not long after the driver left, an explosion was heard not far away.
Miao Yin walked around the bushes as if nothing had happened, observing the area, and found a "path" where tree roots had been trampled and broken, before entering the dense forest.
The dense forest was damp and muddy, with tangled roots in the soil beneath your feet. Hidden beneath the withered leaves were animal traps and nets, which could easily snag a person upside down.
Fortunately, Miao Yin had been on the run for ten years, braving wind and rain, and had been to all sorts of places, so she was quite experienced in all kinds of traps and didn't fall into them.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the trees finally became sparse, and the traces of human activity became more and more obvious. She stepped over a huge rock and finally found her destination.
It was a dilapidated village hidden deep in the mountains. A few wooden houses had dirty rags hanging on them, and several fires were burning on the ground. A group of men with fierce expressions surrounded the fires, their weapons casually tucked into their belts.
As soon as Miao Yin appeared, the patrolmen spotted her. He shouted to his men, and a group of burly men stood up, reaching for their weapons, their eyes like venomous snakes, glaring menacingly at the outsider.
Despite the intimidating atmosphere, Miao Yin couldn't help but laugh.
Oh dear, it seems she's found the right place.
All the hardships and toil along the way were worthwhile.
She was stopped by someone as she walked to the front of the village.
The man looked like he was from Central Asia. He had a fierce face, was fat, held a dagger in his hand, and had a gun slung over his back. He was muttering in a dialect. His eyes brazenly swept over Miao Yin, and then he revealed a wicked smile.
Miao Yin can speak English. Although the Leng family looks down on her, they still require her to keep up with the outside world in her studies. Even though she is too weak to go to school, they have found her a tutor, just waiting for her to learn to be well-mannered and then sell her for a good price.
So she said, "I heard you sell weapons?"
The man's expression changed instantly. He picked up the gun, pointed it at her, and mumbled a string of unintelligible words.
His unusual behavior also attracted the attention of others, who gathered around him with menacing expressions.
One of them shouted and reached out to grab her.
The moment his hand touched Miao Yin, flames erupted.
"Ah!!!" The man screamed and rolled on the ground as the black and red flames instantly engulfed him, evaporating him completely from his skin to his bone marrow.
Miao Yin fiddled with the Buddhist prayer beads on her wrist, shook her head, and sighed, "The guilty cannot ascend to paradise; it seems you are destined for hell."
The people around were stunned, cursing as they ran away, their guns flying wildly, but if they were touched by even a tiny spark, their bodies would immediately burst into flames.
The magma-like flames surged and spread out from the center of the sound, burning away all the moisture in the air, leaving only parched heat. The flames gently enveloped the grass, trees, earth, flesh, and blood like a baby's cradle.
Miao Yin, her long hair flowing freely, strolled through the sea of fire.
The moon was bright and the stars were few tonight, and the mountains and forests were quiet. The screams were particularly piercing, reminding her of the days she spent with Tu Hao.
Their relationship was terrible; they were practically irreconcilable.
Before the apocalypse, Tu Hao was a freelance mercenary who lived a life of danger and violence. His skills allowed him to thrive even in the post-apocalyptic world.
As a result, he was severely injured by the mutant and fell into the hands of Miao Yin.
Miao Yin recognized his abilities and forcibly placed a curse on him, breaking his wolf claws.
Their relationship had always been one of oppression and being oppressed, but on some moonlit nights when they were alone together, he would tell her about his past.
Mercenaries are well-informed and know many secrets, especially international mercenaries like him who travel all over the world.
Tu Hao once said with great regret that there was a desolate village in Country A. On the surface, it appeared poor and neglected, but in reality, it secretly housed a warehouse built by a military industrial group to resell weapons to foreign countries. The number of weapons there was enough to send someone to prison for eight lifetimes.
In the apocalypse, a small handgun can make someone a king or tyrant.
He angrily pounded the floor: "If I had that batch of weapons, I wouldn't have been so badly injured before!"
That way, she wouldn't pick him up, and he wouldn't have to be her slave every day, groveling and subservient, and he'd be burned to the ground by curses at the drop of a hat.
Thinking of Tu Hao's extremely annoyed expression when he couldn't beat her, Miao Yin laughed out loud and then disappeared from the spot.
The next second after she disappeared, a mortar shell grazed the ground, slammed into the wooden house, and exploded, instantly killing more than a dozen people who were still struggling in the flames.
Once the dust settled, she reappeared in the same spot.
This bizarre scene clearly terrified the survivors. The person firing the shell cursed and, without thinking twice, simply picked up the shell and started running.
But the flames had already caught up with him, climbing up his trouser leg. Miao Yin snapped her fingers lightly.
"boom!"
The bomb blasted a hole in the ground.
The flames grew increasingly fierce, and no matter how they tried to extinguish them, it was no use; the shells they fired also missed their mark.
Those who could escape escaped, while those who couldn't escape were left behind forever.
In the end, only Miao Yin remained.
She didn't know where the warehouse was hidden, so she had to walk through the ashes, burning house by house, until she finally found a locked basement.
She melted the lock on the basement door, revealing a dark passageway inside. Holding onto the wall, she slowly walked down, the embers gently swirling around her, illuminating her path.
Beneath the blazing firelight, weapons powerful enough to overthrow the regime of a small country were on display.