Chapter 29 Leaving the Province (IV)

Feeling the eager gaze of an aunt fleeing for her life just one car away, Mo Yu truly wanted to warn her that a large truck stood less than two meters ahead. Yet before Mo Yu could utter a word, the aunt instinctively dodged it at a distance of less than ten centimeters!

Mo Yu raised her brows in surprise—was she actually a speed-type ability user?!

In the apocalypse, speed-type ability users were a formidable backbone. They were often recruited by those with power but no abilities, or by government officials, to join food search teams. Not only did they enjoy excellent treatment regarding food, but their accommodations and travel were superior as well. They were frequently envied, resented, or even hated by other ability users with powerful gifts who were reduced to doing menial labor.

Yet speed-type ability users had their weaknesses. Typically, they were reluctant to use their brains, possessed gentle personalities, or lacked strong opinions. They followed orders and arrangements without complaint—even when teammates set traps for them during battle, they neither grumbled nor sought revenge. In short, they were the ‘nice guys’ among ability users.

Because this personality type had become a fixed pattern, no one worried about them hoarding food during the searches. Besides, their families were in the hands of those who employed them, and rebellion simply never crossed their minds.

The aunt across the car had a messy perm and was slightly plump. She wore a short-sleeved shirt and thin long pants, the kind bought from a street vendor. Agilely weaving between cars, she muttered, “Oh dear!” “I’ll get killed!” “Yikes!”

“Sigh—”

“Sigh!” Mo Yu exhaled.

It seemed the aunt could use some weight loss…

The sound of flesh colliding with metal grew closer, and even Mo Yu silently mourned for her extra flesh.

“Huff—huff—huff—hey, young lady.” The aunt finally squeezed through the cars and arrived at Mo Yu’s side, panting heavily as she struck up a conversation.

Mo Yu, focused wholly on moving forward, ignored her surroundings. Qing Xuan rested his head on Mo Yu’s shoulder, watching curiously at the person trying to talk to his owner.

“Young lady, you’re amazing! Is this your little brother? Oh, aren’t you tired? Do you, like me, feel as if you have lightness skills? Haha, as if—this isn’t ancient times, leaping over rooftops. Where’s your family? My daughter and husband work in the neighboring city. I was visiting my mother’s house this time, and who could have guessed this would happen? We haven’t even entered the province and already have to flee back. I wonder how my sister, brother-in-law, and niece are doing…”

Mo Yu suddenly stopped.

“Bang—ow!” The aunt finally fulfilled expectations and slammed headfirst into the rear of the car in front.

Mo Yu’s eye twitched hard. Aunt, you may be a speed-type ability user, but you still need to watch where you’re going!

The aunt looked at the fair, delicate hand extended before her and broke into a smile. Oh my, what a lovable girl.

She rose with Mo Yu’s help, but didn’t release the small hand in her palm. Instead, she gently stroked Mo Yu’s head with her other hand. The calluses and cracks in her palm, slightly rough, made Mo Yu’s body stiffen for a moment.

A sense of familial warmth from a stranger.

Yet Mo Yu still gently freed herself from those hands full of affection, pain, and compassion.

The aunt sighed softly, gazing at the pair before her—a “sister and brother.” The brother quietly embraced his sister, full of trust and dependence.

Even with zombies behind them, even unsure if danger still lurked ahead, the two stood on the crowded bridge, so serene, so calm.

Sunlight shimmered between their embrace, sparkling on the river below. The scene made one wonder if all those disgusting events had only been nightmares.

Nightmares one most wished to forget.