How to Raise a Baby in an Apocalypse - Chapter 422

To be honest, Liang Ziyu is just telling the plain truth—he really never thinks about leaving. An Ran isn’t anything like what those people say—she isn’t pretentious or fussy at all!

But he can’t say that out loud. Zhao Ru has already told him not to reveal An Ran’s ability, fearing it might bring her trouble later. Liang Ziyu understands: whether others notice or not is up to them, but he himself can’t speak of it—doing so would be letting An Ran down.

Good thing he hasn’t told those three Strength-Type Ability Users. If they’d stayed while harboring their own selfish thoughts, who knows how unbearable things would have gotten? This is for the best. The apocalypse is like a touchstone—it shows who stays and who leaves. Let them go sooner rather than later; there’s no need to force it.

Wang Wei gets it too. He sighs, glances at Xu Lier—who looks completely unconcerned—and then at the three Strength-Type Ability Users, who now seem a little uneasy. Turning his head, he sees An Ran and Zhao Ru watching the scene from not far away. Behind An Ran, Zhan Lian walks around with a child in his arms, gently coaxing her to sleep.

Yun Tao and Heng Heng are there as well. Aside from Luo Feifan and the girl named Little Mint, everyone in Zhan Lian’s team has heard Liang Ziyu’s outburst.

Wang Wei gives an awkward smile to those outside the window. He’s already made up his mind about when to leave—he doesn’t have the face to stay any longer.

Outside the window, a trace of anger appears on An Ran’s beautiful, gentle face.

To be honest, even though she understands it’s normal for others to think she’s useless—since she hasn’t shown any abilities—hearing those comments still makes her a little angry.

After all, among all the Strength-Type users, only Yun Tao and Liang Ziyu are still helping to kill the mutant mice. The others have already entered Xiangcheng to enjoy themselves. What right do they have to say she’s dragging the team down?

In front of Luo Feifan and Zhan Lian, their combat abilities are limited—but have they made any effort to improve? Yun Tao and Liang Ziyu are just as helpless against the mutant mice, yet they still help. These Strength-Type Ability Users, on the other hand, have done nothing.

They also have a lot to say about the order not to enter Xiangcheng. To them, the place seems so safe—there aren’t even mutant mice around. So why does An Ran insist on staying outside and dealing with the mutant mice? It’s hard for them to understand.

But even if An Ran could explain it, why should she? What is she supposed to say? That Xiangcheng feels too quiet? That she’s lost the usual feedback from ordinary plants, and now has to feed sugar to mutant plants just to get a little information?

If she tells the truth, they’d probably drag her out and dissect her.

With a grim face, she turns away, unwilling to look at the three Strength-Type Ability Users or Wang Wei’s group any longer.

Beside her, Zhao Ru smiles and says, “Looks like quite a few people will be leaving tomorrow.”

“Let them. Who cares?” An Ran snorts, then glances at Zhao Ru. “What about you? Are you leaving?”

“Where would I even go?” Zhao Ru looks a little downcast, then glares at An Ran. “Don’t think you’re getting rid of me. Your team’s so strong—I’m definitely sticking to you like glue.”

An Ran smiles. Right now, those words from Zhao Ru are unexpectedly comforting.

She returns to the maternity and baby store. All the quilts and supplies have already been taken—only a few toys, diapers, and baby clothes remain—things nobody wants.