Community Traversal: I Have a Daily Rescue Kit

48: Concerns

"What kind of ability do you have?"

Lin Yu couldn't help but ask.

Su Chen didn't reply, but just smiled at her, a smile with an ambiguous meaning. Then he turned around and walked away.

Lin Yu stared at his back, her mind in turmoil, the image of those silvery-white threads flashing through her mind again—what were they? How did he create them?

Is it a supernatural ability?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Su Chen was not simple.

This person is definitely pretending to be weak; he's actually very strong!

"Several times he didn't come back until dark, which is probably because... he specifically chooses to kill monsters at night to farm more survival points."

She muttered to herself, but dared not think any further.

It is now almost certain that Su Chen has experienced several reincarnations and is hiding many great secrets.

Lin Yu took a deep breath, gripped the bag of Want Want rice crackers in her hand, and looked away.

Now is not the time to dwell on these things; we need to spread the word quickly.

Although it's frustrating to be used as a pawn, there's no other way right now...

……

the other side.

Su Chen walked slowly along the road in the community, observing the area as she went.

The windows of several buildings were simply boarded up, and there were also some broken sofas, old cabinets, sandbags and other miscellaneous items piled up at the intersection, forming a temporary roadblock.

"This temporary team is quite efficient..."

Su Chen muttered a couple of things to himself and continued strolling around the gradually changing neighborhood.

Many residents were busy downstairs; some were moving things, while others were tinkering and making weapons.

As he walked, he arrived at the makeshift market area.

The place was already packed with people, mostly residents of the neighborhood, walking back and forth in front of the dozen or so stalls, picking and choosing.

The market, which was a mess just two days ago, is now surprisingly well-organized and looks like a proper market.

"Two thick quilts for half a pound of pork, anyone interested?"

"Two packs of instant noodles for one bottle of water, nothing else!"

"I have some anti-inflammatory medicine here, anyone want some? Bring some water in exchange!"

Shouts and calls rose and fell.

The items on the stall are different from before.

The most sought-after daily necessities have now all become miscellaneous items such as quilts and clothes.

Su Chen only glanced at it a few times before he noticed the problem.

Water became a rare commodity, almost like gold in the past; often, a whole lot of things could only be exchanged for half a bottle.

This means that people don't have much food and drink left.

As Su Chen passed by a stall, he noticed that the stall owner was a woman in her fifties, sitting on a small stool and eating a slightly moldy biscuit.

The cookies looked dry and dirty; I had no appetite for them.

The older woman ate with great relish, chewing each small bite with a satisfied expression on her face.

Su Chen shook his head inwardly, surprised that he was already this short. He remembered that he had felt cloying after eating chocolate before, and he had just found a few cans of food he didn't want to eat in his backpack.

In addition, once the greenhouses are set up, there will be no shortage of fresh vegetables and grains, so things won't fall into this state.

Further on, I saw an old man squatting at the entrance of the building, his lips cracked, holding an enamel mug in his hands, filled with wild vegetables he had dug up from somewhere, and he was slurping up the last few leaves.

Su Chen's face remained expressionless, and his heart was also unmoved.

After becoming a Witcher, he gained much better control over his emotions and was less likely to show them.

Besides, in this world, being too soft-hearted can be fatal.

All he could do was spread the key information through Lin Yu, so that more people could survive and the overall strength of the community could be preserved.

As for how each person actually lives...

That's not his business.

As Su Chen walked, he suddenly saw a familiar figure ahead.

"It's her..."

It's the woman I met last night.

The woman saw him too and wanted to come closer.

But after taking a few steps, she suddenly stopped and just stared blankly at Su Chen.

His lips moved, but he didn't say anything in the end. He turned around and walked down another road.

Su Chen frowned, a little puzzled, but too lazy to think about it too much, since there was no relationship between them anyway.

He then darted into an apartment building.

It's Building 5.

The people he killed a few days ago lived in this building.

Su Chen remembered clearly that one person lived in room 301, and the other two lived in rooms 303 and 502.

Since everyone's dead, the house should be empty, right?

Having avenged their grudges, it's only reasonable to collect some "inheritance" along the way, right?

Now that he has the abilities of a Witcher, Su Chen's senses are much sharper, and he can clearly sense that no one is around.

This is a good opportunity.

Su Chen sneaked into the building and quickly went up to the third floor.

The door to room 301 was ajar, clearly indicating it had already been searched.

The cabinets were in a mess, all the drawers were pulled out, and various odds and ends were scattered on the floor.

It seems the temporary team members are quite efficient.

However, Su Chen didn't care.

He activated his Witcher's senses, scanning the entire room like a radar.

Soon, a hidden compartment was discovered under the bed in the bedroom.

Inside were two cans of food, a pack of cigarettes, and several hundred yuan.

Money is completely useless now, it's like waste paper.

Su Chen didn't even look at it. He used the puppeteer's silk thread to open the hidden compartment, took the can of food, and left.

Then we went to two other places.

The situations for 303 and 502 are similar; both have been flipped over.

But relying on his demon hunter's senses, Su Chen still managed to find some hidden supplies: three packs of instant noodles, a bottle of oil, half a bag of rice, and some odds and ends.

After searching these places, he also browsed other empty rooms and found some small items that might be useful.

"good!"

Su Chen patted his bulging backpack and left Building 9 in a good mood.

On the way back, we passed through the market again.

This time, he noticed some stalls that he hadn't paid attention to before.

"Eggs! Freshly laid eggs! One egg for every bottle of water!"

The stall owner was a man in his thirties, with a small basket of eggs, about seven or eight, in front of him.

Su Chen raised an eyebrow, a question popping into his mind: Where did this guy get his chicken?

Could it be that he also had some special opportunity?

Continuing on, we saw people selling plants and fruits gathered from the Black Forest.

"These are berries I picked on the edge of the Black Forest, and they're edible! I've tried them!"

"This herb can stop bleeding, anyone want some?"

Some people also sell homemade equipment, including simple shields made of wooden planks and iron sheets, and spears made by tying kitchen knives to sticks.

Although it's rough, it's actually usable.

Su Chen realized that many people probably had their own opportunities.

Although this world is dangerous, it also gives everyone a chance to survive.

Some people may have obtained special items, some may have changed to a different profession like him, and some may have been lucky enough to find something useful in the Black Forest.

This is a world where only the fittest survive.

The weak will be eliminated, and the strong will become stronger.

Su Chen didn't linger any longer and quickened his pace back to his room.

After closing the door, he sorted through his day's haul one by one.

then……

He began to inspect the house's defenses.

The windows have been reinforced with wooden boards, but that's not enough.

Su Chen then brought in some more furniture, completely blocking the windows.

Finally, only a few small gaps were left for ventilation and observation.

The door was also blocked from the inside with cabinets and tables, creating a double layer of protection.

After finishing all that, Su Chen stood in the middle of the room, looked up at the ceiling, and suddenly thought of a very serious question—

If the building collapses, will I fall down?