Chapter 155: She Slimmed Down to 684 Jin

""Yue Bai, wuwuwuwu~~""

Xu Xuejiao was the first to burst into tears, lying on top of the second wall.

Who would have thought that she used to have so many complaints about Shi Yue Bai?

Everyone else was feeling just as bad inside.

After all, people have feelings. Shi Yue Bai had always treated them well, even if she often scolded them and occasionally hit them.

But in this wasteland, no one could compare to Shi Yue Bai’s kindness.

Everyone was truly worried about her, their hearts aching for her.

""What are you all doing?""

Yi Zhe appeared behind the group, with Huo Chenggui and Chen Yong in tow.

They looked up at the sky.

Yi Zhe frowned and asked, ""It’s so late, why aren’t you all back in bed?""

Everyone turned around, their eyes red-rimmed.

Shi’s mother was lying in Ah Hong’s arms, waking up only to cry, crying until she fainted again.

She hadn’t even cried when her husband died.

But now, seeing her child endure so much, Shi’s mother just wanted to die along with her husband.

Seeing everyone like this, Yi Zhe, Huo Chenggui, and Chen Yong hurried forward, standing outside the second wall.

The wall was still only half-built.

The progress made by the disabled children was painfully slow. Even with so many of them working together, they’d only managed to add about two meters to the wall so far.

There was still a meter or two left to build, and the wall was only a little over a meter high.

So as long as you got close to the second wall, you could see the scenery behind it.

Guai Guai had been climbing onto the public restroom roof recently, trying to get a solar panel down.

He’d seen a pile of solar panels and light strips appear in the center of the Tong-shaped enclosure.

Like treasures.

Guai Guai had long since installed these panels over the ditch, hooked up the wiring, and connected the light strips.

The light strips ran along the edge of the ditch.

They made the whole enclosure look like a dream, almost like a fairyland.

Through the white mist, Yi Zhe and the other mercenaries saw Shi Yue Bai’s massive figure, hunched over, leaning against the wall, knees bent.

Standing.

She was standing.

""Yue Bai?"" Yi Zhe’s eyes widened in shock.

Beside him, Huo Chenggui and Chen Yong’s mouths fell open.

Yue Bai could stand up now?

Yi Zhe rushed across the ladder, hurrying to stand in front of Shi Yue Bai.

He reached out his arms, ""Yue Bai, are you okay?""

Shi Yue Bai looked like she’d just climbed out of water.

She raised her head, hunched over, her hair soaked and plastered to her cheeks.

""What could possibly be wrong with me?""

Shi Yue Bai looked up, her eyes shining brightly.

Yi Zhe, Huo Chenggui, and Chen Yong were all stunned.

How to describe this feeling?

It was a kind of exuberant vitality—the very thing scavengers in the wasteland lacked most.

Shi Yue Bai radiated so much life force, it felt like it could burn through anything.

Yi Zhe’s outstretched hand slowly curled into a fist, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

""Yue Bai, why put yourself through this?""

He knew Shi Yue Bai had special abilities.

With those powers, she could have lived comfortably in the wasteland.

She was surrounded by a large group of people.

This group—including the mercenaries—would never let anything happen to her.

To keep her safe, everyone would risk their lives to protect her secret and her safety.

Everyone knew that as long as Shi Yue Bai was alive and well, they all had a sliver of hope.

Because she was their only hope of survival.

Shi Yue Bai didn’t have to suffer like this.

If she wanted, everyone would do whatever she asked.

Shi Yue Bai snorted, ""Why? I don’t have a choice.""

If she didn’t train her body, she’d be plagued by endless headaches.

Didn’t they see that with every attempt to stand, her headaches eased a little?

That was a clear result.

Shi Yue Bai, hunched over, walked slowly forward in the glow of the light strips.

Yi Zhe watched her intently, stepping back, afraid she might fall.

She looked like a strange hunchbacked bell-ringer, not the least bit pretty.

But her vibrant life force gave her a unique charisma.

Yi Zhe’s clenched fist relaxed.

Huo Chenggui stepped forward. ""I can’t watch this anymore. Stop walking, it’s bad for your bones.""

""Little sis, let me carry you back.""

Before he could finish, Chen Yong pulled him back.

Chen Yong’s feelings were complicated, his chest aching with a sour, tangled emotion.

Shi Yue Bai kept walking, sweat dripping down her body.

From day to night, she had slimmed down to 684 jin.

When Shi Yue Bai finally shuffled to the edge of the ditch, she turned and slowly made her way toward the Shi family house.

She moved very, very slowly.

Yi Zhe stayed by her side the whole time.

Huo Chenggui, dragged away by Chen Yong, was now squatting with Shi’s mother, tears streaming down his face.

Shi Yue Bai had no patience for Yi Zhe right now, but it was clear from her expression.

She was really annoyed with him.

She just wanted to beat him up to vent her frustration and anger.

Yi Zhe had no idea how much danger he was in.

He kept his hands out, afraid Shi Yue Bai might fall.

But thankfully, step by step, she made it to the gate of the Shi family compound.

She planned to head straight to the pool.

Yi Zhe wanted to escort her all the way in, but as soon as he reached the gate, a figure in red blocked his path.

A woman was about to bathe—what are you looking at?

Yi Zhe couldn’t get past the Shi family wall. He stared at the woman in red—a ghost.

The ghost’s face was deathly pale, her lips blood-red.

She lowered her head, looking up at Yi Zhe from beneath.

Her long hair hung loose, swaying beside her cheeks.

""Why do you look so familiar?""

Yi Zhe stared at the ghost’s lifeless face.

""Yue Bai?""

Actually, this ghost didn’t look that old.

Yi Zhe had seen Shi Yue Bai when she was twelve or thirteen, before she gained weight.

By calculation, Shi Yue Bai was only eighteen or nineteen now.

The ghost looked about the same age, just made up too heavily, which made her look older.

The ghost stared at Yi Zhe with a pair of chilling eyes, expressionless.

Yi Zhe stared back.

""Yue Bai, seriously, don’t wear such heavy makeup next time.""

In the Shi family backyard, the staggering Shi Yue Bai nearly fell headfirst into the vegetable patch.

She shouted angrily.

At the same time, the ghost blocking the gate spoke in Shi Yue Bai’s voice:

""Go back!""

The voice was hollow and distant, as if two people were speaking at once.

After speaking, the ghost flicked her hand, dropping a bedsheet in front of Yi Zhe.

She closed the door.

This ghost was different from Shi Yue Bai’s soul form.

It was just a puppet doll made from a lock of Shi Yue Bai’s hair.

An ordinary person would have been scared to death by it.

But Yi Zhe was no ordinary person.

He was so bold that even Shi Yue Bai found it infuriating.

I have something very important to do tomorrow."