Chapter 8: Shi Yuebai’s Weight Finally Drops to 740 Jin

In this wasteland world, there’s no such thing as letting anyone off.

If you can kill someone outright, you do it—leave no loose ends.

Otherwise, if you let others survive, the one who ends up dead in the future will be you.

Shi Ersao didn’t dare waste a second. She quickly gathered all the food and point cards from Chen Lao’er and his men.

Then she carried the lifeless bodies of the men she’d killed out of the Shi family’s tarp shelter.

Luckily, it was broad daylight, and most of the team had gone out scavenging.

The few widows and orphans left behind in the camp lived far from the Shi family’s shelter.

Everyone just knew that Shi Ersao and the few lonely souls of the Shi family were about to have a run of terrible luck.

No one dared stick their neck out to meddle in the Shi family’s business.

Even if they heard something going on over there, nobody would go out of their way to check.

Shi Ersao dumped the bodies far away.

Then she hurried back to the shelter, feeling around with her hands.

“Yuebai, do you think the Chen family will notice that both their brothers died at our hands?”

If the Shi family had the most intact members after the apocalypse hit,

Then the Chen family was the healthiest family in the whole team.

Look at the families in this wasteland—who doesn’t have a few disabled or mentally challenged members?

Only the Chen family’s people were all healthy.

So the Chen family didn’t just have those two brothers, but also several uncles, cousins, and sisters-in-law.

All of them were able-bodied, clear-headed, and capable.

They were, in fact, one of the strongest families in the team.

Shi Yuebai was checking the point cards she’d taken from Chen Lao’er and the other men.

“Ersao, what nonsense are you talking about?”

“How could a few widows and orphans like us possibly kill those big men?”

“They did try to bully you today, but our shelter is close to the edge of the camp. Some mutant animal must have attacked us.”

“So Chen Lao’er took those men to fight the beast.”

Shi Ersao paused, then nodded vigorously, “That’s right, that’s exactly what happened.”

Shi Yuebai sat in a hollow among the rubble, looking over the point cards again and again.

A bit of the original host’s common knowledge surfaced in her mind.

Everyone in the wasteland could exchange scavenged goods for points in the city.

Points were like pre-apocalypse currency, and came in two types: registered and unregistered.

Registered points could be tracked in the city’s trading system.

They followed legal procedures, and if the owner died, their direct relatives could inherit the points.

But registered points could only be stored in a personal wristband,

Much like electronic money before the apocalypse.

Unregistered points, on the other hand, circulated as physical point cards in all sorts of legal and illegal trades.

The point cards found on Chen Lao’er and the others were unregistered.

Most were worth just 1 point each.

There were a few worth 5 or 10 points.

Not many.

“These guys were really poor.”

Shi Yuebai looked thoroughly disgusted. She handed the stack of ill-gotten point cards to Shi Ersao without a hint of guilt.

As a Wu clan member, the only thing Shi Yuebai couldn’t get used to was being filthy, stinky, and buried in layers of fat.

Everything else, she adapted to just fine.

In fact, compared to most natives who’d lived in the wasteland for years, Shi Yuebai adapted even better.

It was nothing more than survival of the fittest, killing and looting, the strong preying on the weak.

“Ersao, keep these points safe. Later, try to buy some proper food if you get the chance.”

Right now, the shelter still had a pile of sprouting potatoes.

But there was no need to test them—they were all heavily irradiated.

Shi Ersao’s face was clouded with worry.

Even after dumping the bodies, these point cards were basically useless.

And although it looked like a thick stack, most were worth just a point or two—hardly enough to matter.

With prices skyrocketing in the wasteland, these points could at best buy a few portions of moderately irradiated food.

And with so many Chen men missing, if the Shi family’s widows suddenly went to the city to exchange point cards for food, it would look very suspicious.

Still, having points was better than having none.

After all, thanks to Shi Yuebai’s bottomless appetite, the Shi family couldn’t even afford a wristband, let alone spare point cards.

Most of their hard-earned points went to feeding Shi Yuebai.

And just when life was this hard, all the Shi family’s men had died.

Shi Ersao pulled out a filthy handkerchief, tears streaming down her face as she wrapped the stack of point cards in it.

“Let’s rest a bit before we go back to arranging the stones.”

But at this moment, Shi Yuebai was more energetic than ever.

The dizzying array she’d had Shi Yaoyao and Shi Ersao set up earlier was just a small one.

Isn’t there a saying? “How can you sleep soundly with others lying beside your bed?”

If Shi Yuebai wanted a good night’s sleep, she had to guard against anyone sneaking up on her.

She didn’t have the ability to draw more complex talismans yet.

All she could do was expand the dizzying array.

Later, she’d slowly add more lethal elements to it.

Shi Ersao’s lips moved, anxiety about food gnawing at her.

She thought she should use her remaining strength to go scavenging while she still could.

If she got hungry later, she’d have hypoglycemia—

She wouldn’t even be able to walk.

Let alone find any food as a blind woman.

But after injecting a strengthening agent, Shi Yuebai was even more forceful than before.

She seemed to have a natural power that made people obey and trust her.

Shi Ersao didn’t dare voice her own opinion, and could only squat obediently beside Shi Yuebai and force herself to rest.

As for Shi Yaoyao, she was already Shi Yuebai’s little fangirl.

If Shi Yuebai didn’t tell her to move, she’d just sit there quietly by her side.

Looking at these two weaklings on either side, Shi Yuebai placed her two huge, fan-sized, fat hands on the backs of theirs.

Her voice carried a strange, compelling power:

“Let’s rest now.”

Shi Yuebai summoned the energy from her body fat and injected two jin’s worth of fat energy into both Shi Yaoyao and Shi Ersao.

After a busy half-day, night fell, and the scavenging team members returned.

Shi Yuebai’s weight had finally dropped to 740 jin.

Shi Yuebai: I’m already down to 740 jin—how far can my slim waist be now?"