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"Do cats and mice need to improve their relationship?"
In a teasing tone, Chu Donglin replied, "So who is the cat and who is the mouse?"
Chu Donglin looked at Ban Qingya and smiled mysteriously. "Sister Qingya, what do you think?"
"If it were in the past, I would have thought Mr. Liu was the cat, but now..."
Looking seriously at Chu Donglin, Ban Qingya said, "I start to feel sorry for him. Such an outstanding Mr. Chu could have been his right-hand man. Yet he has forced you into becoming his enemy... It's truly frightening how one can be blinded by a single leaf; even Mr. Liu Shan Shu, who has built such a vast enterprise, can make such a ridiculous mistake if he's not careful."
"Even if you flatter me insincerely, I won't be happy about it."
Chu Donglin shook his head and smiled. "I have nothing to gain from you; there's no need for you to flatter me."
"I'm just speaking the truth, not offering false flattery," Ban Qingya said as she handed a walkie-talkie to Liu Xiner.
"This was a gift from a friend of mine. It was originally just a toy, but now in this apocalyptic world where communication networks have collapsed, it has become useful. I have another walkie-talkie here; as long as we install the batteries properly, we can maintain clear communication within a hundred miles."
"Xing'er, keep it with you. If you encounter any difficulties, feel free to ask for my help. However, due to a design flaw, while the signal is very stable, it consumes a lot of power. Unless it's an emergency, it's best not to turn it on casually; otherwise, the battery will run out quickly."
Liu Xiner paused for a moment, feeling somewhat at a loss.
"This... such a valuable item, I can't accept it."
She waved her hand and quickly declined.
Indeed, as Ban Qingya had said, this communicator could only be considered a toy before the apocalypse arrived.
Because mobile phones can do better and more comprehensive tasks, when the Apocalyptic Disaster struck and the communication networks that humanity relied on collapsed, devices capable of long-distance communication became exceptionally important.
To put it bluntly, if Ban Qingya were willing to trade these two walkie-talkies with other Survivors, she could at least exchange them for enough food and water to sustain one person for a month.
In a world fraught with danger, having such a communication tool would greatly enhance the survival rate of the team.
Liu Xiner anxiously waved her hands in refusal, while Chu Donglin instead reached out to take the walkie-talkie and handed it to her. "Alright, stop hesitating. This is a gift from Sister Qingya, so just accept it."
Holding this valuable communication device, Liu Xiner looked at Chu Donglin with confusion. "Brother-in-law..."
This kind of taking someone else's valuable possessions without permission was not Chu Donglin's style...
"Just take it. Sister Qingya is willing to give you such a precious item because she cares about you and me. She hopes to stay informed about our journey through this walkie-talkie. If you refuse this device, do you want her to worry about your safety every day?"
Ban Qingya looked at Chu Donglin, her eyes filled with admiration. "You are straightforward and unpretentious, acting with reason and principle, and your eloquence is remarkable... Mr. Chu, I truly admire you more and more. If it weren't for this disaster coming so suddenly, I believe your future development would make Mr. Liu Shan Shu regret missing out."
"You really are getting more outrageous. I'm just an ordinary person; do I deserve such praise? If you have any requests, just say them directly. I don't like beating around the bush."
Chu Donglin shook his head, noticing that Ban Qingya seemed ready to continue speaking, he interrupted again. "Stop trying to imply anything else; you're insulting both our intelligence. If you have a request, please be straightforward. Considering how long you've taken care of Xing'er, I might consider it."
Ban Qingya couldn't help but smile. "As expected of Chu Donglin, you're truly..."
"Are you going to keep this up?"
"Alright then, since that's the case, I'll be direct," Ban Qingya shook her head in amusement. "I just want to know how Mr. Chu suddenly became so strong? After all, based on the stories Xing'er told me, the former Mr. Chu could only be considered an ordinary person, right?"
"Have you ever seen me in action?"
"Of course, I witnessed the scene when Mr. Chu fought that Mutated Zombie at the gas station. I saw everything from start to finish... Didn't Xing'er tell you about it?"
"I just wanted to confirm," Chu Donglin shrugged and said, "Since you’ve seen me fight with your own eyes, you should have a rough idea of my combat abilities. My strength is only enough to deal with Zombies and ordinary people. With a few years of serious training and some talent, anyone could easily reach my level."
"Then can Mr. Chu tell me why you collect those Zombie brain crystals?"
Ban Qingya asked with a smile. "I've noticed that Zombies can evolve and grow stronger by consuming these crystals, but humans cannot ingest them. If one were to forcefully swallow them, it would only lead to death... Does Mr. Chu have a safe method to absorb Zombie Energy Crystals?"
Chu Donglin couldn't help but glance at Ban Qingya, amazed by her keen insight.
Indeed, she was the leader who managed to establish a camp of hundreds in the dark chaos of the apocalypse; this woman named Ban Qingya was no ordinary person.
However, the identity of the Zombies was Chu Donglin's biggest secret. He didn't even plan to tell Xing'er, let alone Ban Qingya.
So he simply smiled and feigned helplessness. "I wish I had a safe way to absorb Zombie Energy Crystals, but unfortunately, despite my extensive research, I'm still at square one. Perhaps one day when my luck turns around and I figure out how to use these Energy Crystals, I'll come back and tell you. But until then, I'm truly unable to help."
With her request denied, Ban Qingya looked disappointed and settled for a lesser request. "Then can Mr. Chu promise me one last thing?"
"Hmm? Please go ahead."
"If... and I mean if something unexpected happens to me in the future, I hope that you can take my place and lead everyone in the camp out of this city to find a safe new home."
Ban Qingya's request truly caught Chu Donglin off guard; it was beyond his expectations.
He couldn't help but widen his eyes, as if he were seeing the beautiful woman before him for the first time, revealing a look of surprise. "Sister Qingya, are you implying that you're entrusting me with something?"
In the midst of Chu Donglin's teasing, Ban Qingya spoke seriously. "I hope Mr. Chu can agree to my request."
Seeing Ban Qingya's serious expression, Chu Donglin also put away his playful demeanor and became serious. "Alright, can you tell me why you chose me?"
Chu Donglin looked at Ban Qingya in confusion. "We don't know each other well; we have no history together. Compared to those companions who have fought alongside you through thick and thin, I am a complete stranger to you. Your understanding of me is almost zero... Why did you choose me?"
"Because I believe Mr. Chu would be a suitable leader," Ban Qingya replied. "From what Xing'er has told me about your deeds, and based on my impression of you, I think you would make an outstanding leader."
After a pause, Ban Qingya smiled. "Of course, more importantly, you are strong. This is crucial. Compared to me, who is just an ordinary person, you are much more powerful; even the Mutated Zombies find it hard to threaten your safety. I can't find a reason not to choose you."
"Alright, I can agree to this based on the favor you’ve done for Xing'er all this time, but I have one more question that I want an answer to."
Glancing at Liu Xiner beside him, who looked worried, Chu Donglin voiced the question she wanted to ask. "Why did you suddenly seek a successor? Are you suffering from some serious illness and not long for this world?"
"Of course not! I'm very healthy and have no diseases. If nothing unexpected happens, I might even live to be a hundred years old. The reason for making these arrangements in advance is simply precautionary; after all, in this dark apocalypse where lives are as cheap as dirt and terrifying Zombies roam freely, who knows when I might be ambushed by one?"
"If I don't prepare ahead of time, won't the camp be in chaos when that happens? I certainly don't want the camp I've worked so hard to establish to collapse and be destroyed over something trivial."
Ban Qingya spoke as if discussing someone else's affairs with a carefree attitude.
Chu Donglin couldn't help but laugh. "You're quite optimistic! You talk about your own death so calmly; you don't seem like a twenty-year-old girl at all but rather like a monk who has renounced worldly desires after many years."
"Not at all, Mr. Chu; you're the optimistic one! Since you walked in, you've laughed countless times... Do you really enjoy smiling that much?"
The sharp retort from Qingya left Donglin momentarily stunned, but then his smile grew even brighter.
"Smiling is a way of life. Every time I smile, I feel that life becomes more beautiful... What's wrong? Do you have a problem with that?"
The two faced each other, one beaming with a smile and the other calm and indifferent, creating an oddly silent atmosphere.
After three seconds, they exchanged glances and burst into laughter simultaneously.
Their synchronized movements resembled a rehearsed act.
"Mr. Chu, you are truly amusing! Hahaha..."
"Sister Qingya, you are no less entertaining! Hahaha..."
Beside them, Xiner watched in disbelief as the two shared an oddly rhythmic laughter, her brows furrowing in annoyance.
Their inexplicable sense of humor left her feeling unhappy since she couldn't see what was funny about their conversation. The harmony of their laughter made her feel excluded.
She picked up her teacup and sipped the tea, blowing bubbles into it as she held the cup tightly, her expression clearly displeased.
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