Title: A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 128 - They looked like people that couldn't tell a lie (2)
One of the men asked, "Who are you?"
Xiao Ji hurriedly stepped forward and answered, "This is my parents' home. My dad is Ji Feng. I came back from out of town. These are my friends."
Although the other party didn't seem to recognize Ji Feng, he relaxed a bit. "Almost everyone has gone up the mountain. Your parents probably went up there too."
Hope appeared in Xiao Ji's eyes. "Really? Then I'll go there too."
The man looked him over. "There's people guarding the mountain. You have to pay a fee to go up the mountain."
Xiao Ji had been rescued by Lu Xingchi from the bank. He didn't have anything on him.
Xiao Ji anxiously asked, "My ancestral home is on the mountain. Do I still have to pay a fee?"
The man didn't relent. "It's a special time now. Everyone has to pay." After thinking it over, he said, "Forget it, you're a local. We'll charge you less."
No matter how cheap the fee was, Xiao Ji couldn't pay.
This was a big problem for Xiao Ji, but not for Bei Nuan and the others.
Du Ruo spoke up first. "He wants to go up the mountain. What's the fee? Is it food? Flour? Rice?"
The man shook his head. "There's no shortage of food on the mountain. We'll take anything that's valuable."
Hearing this was quite mystifying. At such a time, there were still people that didn't want food, only valuable items.
However, Bei Nuan knew why. It was written in the novel that the residents of Yao Town would retreat to the ancient town whenever they encountered a natural or man-made disaster and lock the main entrance. Their ancestors had done this when encountering wars in ancient times, and they now used the same tactic when encountering zombies.
Their ancestors had passed down the habit of stockpiling food. Thus, as soon as they heard the news of the zombie outbreak, many people went straight up the mountain with their food and belongings.
Bei Nuan curiously asked, "Do you want cash?"
The man nodded and replied, "Yes, cash, jewelry, they're all okay."
They were even willing to accept cash.
The man looked over Bei Nuan. "We're very familiar with the guards. If you hand the cash to me, I can give you a discount."
Bei Nuan hastily said, "We don't need to go. He's the only one -"
Lu Xingchi interrupted her, "We have six people. How much does it cost?"
Bei Nuan turned to look at him in surprise.
Why did he want to go up the mountain? It couldn't be that he felt this scenery was pleasant, and it was rare to pass by a place like Yao Town, so he wanted to go up the mountain for a day trip to the ancient town, right?
In the novel, Lu Xingchi and his team had gone to Yao Town for a reason. They had encountered a mudslide that flooded the road. When they were about to abandon the car and continue forward on foot, they happened to meet a group of zombies from a nearby village.
The novel's Lu Xingchi didn't have supernatural powers. He and Jiang Fei defended the group, but they were continuously forced to retreat. It was a tough fight.
Although they weren't wounded, their food was left behind in the car, and they didn't have enough supplies. Yao Town was the nearest place with supplies. They had gone up the mountain and entered the ancient town to find food.
Their situation was different from their novel counterparts. They had taken a different road and hadn't encountered a mudslide or a group of zombies. With Bei Nuan, there wouldn't be any shortage of supplies.
And yet, Lu Xingchi inexplicably wanted to go up the mountain. He probably wanted to be a good person to the end by sending Xiao Ji home.
Bei Nuan opened the task bar and glanced at it. Fang Chen's name was still followed by "2 out of 3 completed".
They had already reached Xiao Ji's home, but the task wasn't completed. It seemed that to truly fulfill Fang Chen's wish she had to bring Xiao Ji to his family members, who he dearly missed.
There was only an hour left on the countdown. Not enough time to go back and fulfill another wish of Fang Chen. She had to go to Yao Town.
While Bei Nuan was preoccupied with these thoughts, she heard the man say, "There's six of you. That's at least 6,000 yuan."
60,000 yuan wasn't a problem, much less 6,000 yuan.
Lu Xingchi meaningfully looked at Bei Nuan. She immediately took off the backpack she was wearing.
Bei Nuan went through the motions by putting her hand in the backpack, but she was really opening the briefcase that contained money in her pocket space and taking money from there.
Bei Nuan took the money out of the backpack.
Seeing the thick pile of new bills, the group of men's eyes lit up. They stared at Bei Nuan's hand with a fiery gaze.
"Big Brothers, we only have a little over 5,000 yuan." Bei Nuan clutched the cash, looking very reluctant
"Only over 5,000 yuan?" the man asked.
"If you don't believe me, look. There's nothing else." Bei Nuan opened the empty backpack to show him.
Then she cautiously asked, "Can it be cheaper?"
The rich should hide their wealth when traveling. It was always right to haggle.
The man swallowed and asked, "How much do you have?"
Bei Nuan squatted down and carefully counted. It took a while for her to finish counting. "A total of five thousand and two hundred yuan."
The man discussed it with his companions and said, "Alright, we'll take the 5,000 yuan. You can keep the 200 yuan."
"How about letting us keep 300 yuan? That's just 100 more. Okay?" Bei Nuan persevered.
She was very good at acting. Her little face looked so pitiful as if that 300 yuan was her life.
Lu Xingchi and Jiang Fei calmly watched her acting, but Du Ruo couldn't hold back his chortle. He turned his face to the courtyard wall and pretended he was coughing.
Tang was the most awesome one and had the interest to act out a show with Bei Nuan.
He sincerely said, "Yeah, leave us 300 yuan. Look, there's so many of us. That's all our money. If we give it all to you, we'll starve to death."
He and Bei Nuan had innocent-looking eyes. They looked like people that couldn't tell a lie.
The man couldn't bear their pleading gazes and gave in, "Alright, I'll leave you 300 yuan. Follow me."