Zhang Su specifically used an "Insight Label" on Yuwen for this, three bubbles: "Assess the Situation," "Perceptive," and "Pragmatic."
These three highlights made Zhang Su’s eyes light up. Otherwise, he did not use the "Insight Label" on anyone else. The precious skill would be reduced every ti it was used, so it had to be applied to key individuals. Among the people present, only Yuwen was sowhat hard to see through, while the rest could be assessed by daily observation.
"According to the agreent, half the items in the convenience store belong to Kuang Miao’s group, and the other half is ours. Although you have joined our team, the agreent was made before you joined, so these items don’t need to be turned over. Besides, there’s too much stuff, and we can’t take it all with us. Zhuzi, Teacher Yu, feel free to eat."
Zhang Su and the others found a new place to sit down.
Upon hearing they could finally eat, Zhao Dezhu and Yuwen were overjoyed and began rummaging for food and drink, while also taking care of Yu Qing sitting in the corner.
"Brother Su, we toast you, thank you for welcoming us and being so forgiving!"
Kuang Miao opened a gift box of white liquor, with a set of glassware inside, and the four lined up in a solemn manner, making it seem like the gathering of the heroes of Liangshan.
Zhang Su smiled oddly and waved his hand, saying, "I appreciate the gesture, but let’s not drink the liquor—it’s going to seriously affect our nerve reactions; let’s save it for later!"
Yesterday, celebrating Tan Huajun and Lu Yubo joining the team, everyone had only a capful. This guy wanted two liang each; anyone unable to handle their liquor would be knocked out for the whole day.
"Alright, we’ll listen to you!"
Kuang Miao and the others put down the glasses happily, blissfully sitting back. Since the disaster struck, this was the most relaxed mont.
"Sister, is this puppy your pet? What’s wrong with it?"
Pei Lan squatted next to Zheng Xinyu, curiously looking at the sleeping Corgi, and reached out to stroke its furry head.
Zheng Xinyu moved her bag to her side and petted the little dog’s white neck scarf, shaking her head: "It wasn’t my pet before, but it will be in the future, haha. Found it in the next-door community; it has been sleeping, oh no, unconscious. Not sure what’s going on."
"I love cats and dogs. Can I hold it? I’ll be careful."
Pei Lan rarely smiled.
Lu Yubo chid in from the side, "Sister Xinyu, let Lanlan hold it for a while; she’ll be careful."
Zheng Xinyu looked at Lu Yubo speechlessly, then opened the bag and took out the Corgi.
"Wow! Big fluffy scarf, such a cute Corgi..." Pei Lan gleefully took the Corgi.
The three of them surrounded the comatose puppy, playing happily.
Survival in the apocalypse is brutal and tense. Having a little dog as a companion relieves pressure significantly. Too bad the pup is comatose; it would be even better if it woke up.
"Zhuzi, where were you planning to go before?"
Zhang Su asked as he watched Zhao Dezhu eating instant noodles with mineral water.
"We originally planned to go to Guangli Supermarket, but when we got there, gosh, zombies were having a eting, there were tons of them, couldn’t even count them!"
Zhao Dezhu exaggeratedly waved his arms, his face full of fear.
"What ti does the supermarket open, why so many zombies?"
Zhang Su asked curiously.
"The supermarket normally opens at seven. Lots of elderly folks looking for discounted goods start queueing at six! There were already many people, plus the supermarket was holding an event, so even more people..."
Zhao Dezhu shook his head helplessly.
"Open at seven?" Zhang Su realized he really didn’t know supermarkets opened so early, only knowing that malls usually start business at ten. Then he asked, surprised, "Opens at seven, when do you start work? Were you coming from the supermarket?"
Zhao Dezhu patted his chubby head, sighing, "The night before the incident, I went out for kebabs and beer with so supermarket buddies. Drank too much and asked for half-day leave from the Fresh Food departnt head. Woke up at noon, damn, damn—Apocalypse happened!"
At the end, his face couldn’t help but show horror.
However, Zhang Su’s face grew suspicious. He turned toward Lu Yubo, chatting with Pei Lan: "Bozai, what were you doing the morning the virus broke out?"
"Morning? Definitely sleeping..."
Lu Yubo answered naturally; he mostly worked at night, usually slept in the morning.
Zhang Su nodded, then gestured toward Kuang Miao: "What about the four of you, what were you doing when the virus broke out?"
The three boys were asleep, only Pei Lan was awake, washing in the bathroom.
"Teacher Yu, and your daughter?"
Zhang Su finally turned to Yuwen.
"I got up before five, but I had to go to the education bureau for so matters in the morning, so didn’t go to school. Qingqing... Qingqing is a chemistry teacher at No. 7 High School too, had no classes in the morning, was at ho catching up on sleep, haha, pardon."
Zhang Su frowned deeply, pointing to everyone: "Three out of four here were sleeping; out of those three, two were sleeping. We had five people; apart from Old Tan, the other four were sleeping—it seems quite the coincidence, doesn’t it?"
"Oh my!" Kuang Miao exclaid, "This virus doesn’t infect sleeping people?"
Zhong Xiaoshan shook her head: "It’s not about not infecting sleeping people, but awake people have a high infection rate. Conversely, based on what we know, the infection rate is extrely high among awake people!"
The group continued to discuss, summarizing the phenona around them, eventually solidifying this conjecture.
"If the virus is indeed easier to infect awake people, and it breaks out at a globally unified ti... wouldn’t the western side profit imnsely?" Kuang Miao said with a strange expression.
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