Free Web NovelChapter 801: Chapter 786: The Cause of the Explosion (Part 1)
A person who has been in a state of hunger for a long time, after being rescued, the rescuers usually control his food ration, choosing a method of eating small meals frequently to slowly allow his stomach to regain function. This is to prevent binge eating from causing organ damage, which could further harm the rescued person, or even lead to death.
Regarding the above remark, Wang Zhongyu couldn’t remember which scientific documentary he saw it in.
When he first heard this conclusion, he, like Wen Quanxin, felt surprised and puzzled.
Logically, if someone is hungry, you just feed them until they’re full, why make it so complicated? But the various cases and anatomical pictures shown in the documentary forced him to believe that eating recklessly or excessively can indeed be fatal.
Engaging in a verbal dispute with Wen Quanxin without any factual evidence was a futile and meaningless thing, so he did not get entangled with the latter on this matter. Anyway, he just needed to keep an eye on Luo Baocun’s food intake.
Luo Baocun indeed hadn’t had a full meal for several days. Seeing all these supplies on the ground, how could he restrain the craving in his stomach?
If it weren’t for Wang Zhongyu’s earlier reminder, he would have had at least two more bowls.
But now, how could he feel comfortable eating more? Though the words were politely spoken, their meaning was quite clear. Luo Baocun didn’t want people to label him as someone who eats and takes too much.
"Hehe, Xiao Luo, do you want another bowl?" Wen Quanxin saw Luo Baocun finish even the soup at the bottom of the bowl and cheerfully picked up another bowl from the ground, pretending to open it.
He hurriedly stopped him, full of gratitude, "Ah, thank you, Brother Wen, I’m full, don’t open it. Haha!"
Wen Quanxin, straightforward by nature and disliking twists and turns with people, could see that the other party wasn’t really full, just embarrassed to say so: "Xiao Luo, there’s no need to be polite with us, eat as much as you want, don’t worry about anything else."
"Ah, Brother Wen, I’m not being polite with you, I am truly full." Luo Baocun touched his round belly, patted it twice to indicate he was already full and couldn’t eat anymore: "Thanks to both of you for rescuing me, I, Luo, am really grateful. Now I’m causing you both so much trouble again, eating and drinking, I really am..."
Luo Baocun’s gratitude was sincere; honestly speaking, anyone who has survived this apocalypse knows what’s most precious in the current world: not luxurious items, branded cars, or grand estates, but the most ordinary supplies vital for survival like food and drink.
Luo Baocun once thought that he would never see such generous and selfless people like Wen and Wang again. Even he couldn’t guarantee that if the situation were reversed and he encountered these two, he would have the intention to rescue them.
Even if he had helped in a moment of fervor, when it came to giving food and drink so freely, it would have been difficult to do so.
After all, they weren’t kin, nor acquaintances; even in a civilized society, most would turn a cold shoulder to such a chance encounter, not stepping forward to intervene.
Yet, they did it, and in such a crisis where they could be besieged by Zombies at any moment, this action was even more valuable.
"Hehe, Brother Luo, Xiao Wen is right; there’s no need to be polite with us. After all, we are friends through tribulation. Here, have a smoke?"
Smoking is always a good means for men to break the ice, ease tension, and make friends. Seeing Luo Baocun a bit embarrassed, Wang Zhongyu handed him a cigarette from his waist to help him out.
"Thank you! I’ll have one then!"
"Hehe, a post-meal smoke is like a living god!" Wen Quanxin lit one for himself and offered a lighter to Luo Baocun for lighting his.
"Thanks!"
Soon, the dense smoke from the three men made the truck cabin look like it was on fire, enveloped in smoke.
"Hey, Brother Luo, can you tell us what that explosion was about? How did you end up causing such a big commotion?" Wang Zhongyu found a more comfortable position to lie down.
"What’s there to tell, it must have been a Zombie attack, but Brother Luo, to be honest, your folks drove the vehicle too carelessly." Wen Quanxin put down his cigarette, glanced at Wang Zhongyu beside him, then felt the bump on his forehead and shook his head meaningfully.
It’s no surprise, this late at night, no one with a sane mind would risk traveling like this, so for Luo Baocun’s vehicle to explode, it had to be either distracted driving by the driver or an attack by Zombies.
Wen Quanxin’s thoughts were not wrong, and they matched the facts, but every rule has exceptions, just like Chun Gen impatiently driving hundreds of miles like a mad dog to attack a villa, whenever the immediate benefits are great enough, there will be humans willing to take risks.
Clearly, Luo Baocun seemed to have unfortunately encountered such a person, as his desolate and angry expression explained everything.
"No, it wasn’t Zombie attacks on us!"
"Ah? It wasn’t Zombies, could it be..." Wen Quanxin scratched the back of his head fiercely twice and shouted.
"Damn!" Just lying down for two minutes, Wang Zhongyu jumped up in fright from Wen Quanxin’s loud yell: "Are you trying to die? We just settled down for a moment, are you planning to draw the Zombies again?"
Wen Quanxin awkwardly said nothing in return, knowing his previous actions were indeed a bit inappropriate.
Peeking out and seeing no unusual noises or signs from the street, Wang Zhongyu exhaled a long breath of Amitabha Buddha, glared at the latter: "Stop startling everyone for no reason. Alright, Brother Luo, let’s resume our previous discussion. Meaning, do you mean to say that the ones causing you such trouble weren’t other Survivors after all?"
"Yes!" Luo Baocun’s affirmative reply shocked Wang and Wen, though they were soon relieved.
In this world, such incidents are expected to happen, the only thing surprising them was the timing, happening in the latter half of this snowy night.
It’s hard to believe anyone would be foolish enough to use such a setup for ambush unless...
"Brother Luo, may I ask you if you have offended any Survivor Teams before, or rejected any requests from other teams? I suspect you might have been targeted long ago."
Wang Zhongyu’s speculation was quite bold, yet upon careful consideration, it seemed to hold some truth. At least for Luo Baocun as the involved party, the thought left him quite astonished, even arousing a slight suspicion within him.
These two couldn’t be the accomplices of the gang attacking him, could they? Of course, this thought flashed briefly in his mind, as he couldn’t imagine any robbers going to such great lengths, staging such a grand event, only to have a change of heart and rescue him, a penniless soul.
"Brother Wang, that’s quite an insight; you’re correct, we were indeed targeted long ago!" Luo Baocun admitted honestly. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for it at Qidian (qidian.com) with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
