How to Raise a Baby in an Apocalypse - Chapter 372

The ground spikes glow red in the fire, and a rat jumps over, squealing as it hangs on the burning spikes.

An Ran curls her lips. Is Zhan Lian copying her cactus trick?

Does this count as plagiarism?

She turns her head and sees Yun Tao chasing after her with a knife. He says, “An Ran, you go back to guard the supplies. I’ll go stretch my muscles.”

“I don’t want to see Tang Siluo.” An Ran looks toward the truck and medical vehicle nearby, then says again to Yun Tao, “Okay, I’ll watch here.”

She stands still by the roadside, watching the truck.

Since they’re already at the very back of Tang Jianjun’s convoy, the place where the rats are being killed isn’t far from their truck. From An Ran’s position, it’s more than enough to keep an eye on the truck.

After a while, Zhao Ru comes over, her face serious. Before An Ran can ask, Zhao Ru says, “Tang Siluo said those children and elderly were originally part of the rescue team. When they retreated this time, they were the first batch to be loaded and evacuated. But as soon as the team stopped, these elderly and children scattered on their own. We don’t know if they were controlled by others or voluntarily came out to beg for food.”

According to Tang Jianjun’s plan, people are sent out to find supplies for the elderly, women, children, soldiers, and medical staff in Tiesi Village. There’s no way these elderly and children should be short of food. So why are they wandering around begging?

An Ran opens her mouth and says bluntly, “Do you even need to guess? These elderly and children are basically controlled by someone, who makes them beg for food and drink. Before the end of the world, there was a beggar gang organization. The news said people moved from village to village begging to survive!”

The village has a total population of just over 10,000—not too small, not too big. Whoever manipulates these elderly and children can be found with a careful investigation. The key question is whether anyone will actually investigate.

An Ran doesn’t have the mood to do such things. From start to finish, she only pities those barefoot, innocent children.

Tang Siluo is kind-hearted but always clueless about the real situation. Her brain seems bruised or compressed somehow—who knows, maybe someone is manipulating her. The begging gangs are probably operating right under her nose, and she pretends not to know anything.

While talking with Zhao Ru about how to solve this problem, An Ran’s sharp eyes catch sight of several men stealthily wandering nearby.

The baby in An Ran’s arms shakes its head back and forth, white and plump like a steamed bun, drooling from its mouth.

An ignorant man steps forward, points at Doll, and says to An Ran, “Your kid is drooling. Could it be turning into a zombie?”

An Ran’s expression changes. She looks at the man coldly and scolds him fiercely, “Where did you come from? Get lost.”

“Huh? Beautiful lady, why are you so angry? Look, this kid is about to turn into a zombie—drooling like this.”

The man immediately starts shouting, and in an instant, several men surround An Ran and Zhao Ru.

Zhao Ru becomes anxious and shouts, “This child is almost four months old. Most children have teeth by this age, and their oral nerves develop more. Drooling is normal. How can you say this child is turning into a zombie?”