Title: A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 164 - Rumors (2)
In the tone of the big bad wolf, Bei Nuan called Du Ruo over, "Du Ruo, come over here. I have something I want to give you."
"What is it?" Du Ruo was currently filling his back basket with stones. He turned around and looked at her with an ingenuous gaze.
"Look, it's a pretty stone." Bei Nuan simply picked up a stone from the pile of rocks. Most of the stones that were littered here were white and gray. This was only the exception. This stone was small, about the size of a big walnut. A beautiful blood red color could be seen through the rough, cloudy surface of the stone.
"Here, for you," Bei Nuan placed it on Du Ruo's palm. This task was too easy. She completed it almost instantly.
Du Ruo was very happy. He looked at the stone in the sunlight. "Very pretty. Bei Nuan, this is the first time you gave me something."
Bei Nuan immediately felt a bit guilty. Along the way, she had given various things to strangers to increase her Holy Mother value, but never to people by her side. And now, the first gift she gave was because of a task.
Lu Xingchi happened to pass by. He saw the stone in Du Ruo's hand and asked, "What's that?"
Bei Nuan reported to the big boss, "I picked up an especially pretty red stone and gave it to Du Ruo to play with."
Lu Xingchi picked up the stone from Du Ruo's hand, looked at it, and smiled. "No way, Bei Nuan, your luck is too good."
Bei Nuan didn't get it.
Lu Xingchi explained, "I heard from one of the rock carriers over there that this place used to be a ruby mine. The stone that we're carrying is marble, and it's possible to find ruby in them.
Lu Xingchi turned the clear ruby stone. "Could this be an unpolished ruby?"
Bei Nuan and Du Ruo: Huh?
The middle-aged man, who had been chatting with Bei Nuan earlier, had sharp ears. Hearing their conversation, he looked over and immediately joined them.
"You guys found a ruby? How's that possible?"
His voice wasn't quiet, and many people on the work site came over and surrounded them like commuters waiting for a train at rush hour. Everyone looked it over and agreed that this was an unpolished ruby.
"The quality is so good. How much could it have sold for before the apocalypse?"
"Even now, they should be able to exchange a lot of food for it."
"Their luck is too good."
Someone curiously asked, "Who's so lucky to pick up a ruby while picking up broken rocks?"
Du Ruo calmly pointed at Bei Nuan. "She picked it up, but she already gave it to me."
Bei Nuan's F tag was faintly discernible through her half-open jacket, and Du Ruo's dazzling A tag was out in the open.
"That F picked it up?" Someone whispered.
Bei Nuan suddenly noticed the large crowd were all looking at her with sympathy.
After enviously looking at Du Ruo and the ruby for a while, the crowd dispersed to go back to work. No matter how envious they were, they wouldn't dare to rob the ruby from someone with a rare A tag.
It was just that they were very careful when they loaded their back baskets with rocks. A group of people squeezed themselves into the spot where Bei Nuan was to also turn over the loose rocks there.
It didn't take long for a rumor to spread throughout the work site; an F was very lucky and picked up an unpolished ruby of very good quality. Unfortunately, an A took fancy to it, and the F could only respectfully offer it to the A.
Bei Nuan: "..."
The difficulty level of the dedication task was zero, so Bei Nuan's confidence soared. She opened up the taskbar to look at the following keyword, sharing. There hadn't been any words after the keyword sharing originally. But now, a concrete task appeared after the keyword. Share a large piece of a delicacy with Du Ruo.
This task was also very simple, but Bei Nuan had difficulty deciding what food to share with him. The requirements were quite tricky. It had to be a large piece and also a delicacy.
There were people around, and it would be difficult to not attract their attention if she wanted to share a large piece of food with Du Ruo. Plus, she couldn't share something too conspicuous from her pocket space in such an arduous environment.
After rummaging through her pocket space for a while, Bei Nuan finally found a package of jujube multigrain pancakes. The yellow pancakes looked rough, and it wouldn't look too abrupt to have them here.
Bei Nuan cleaned her hands and tore off a big piece of the pancake. It was big and not conspicuous. The sweet pancake was quite good. It could be counted as a delicacy, right?
"Du Ruo, are you hungry? Want to eat a pancake?"
Du Ruo heard there was something to eat and flew over like a nail that had come near a magnet.
Bei Nuan had ripped the pancake in half. Half for him and half for her.
Du Ruo was probably hungry. He scarfed down his half in a few bites.
Lu Xingchi had just finished transporting a basket of stones and was coming back up the mountain. Seeing that they had food, he walked over to Bei Nuan and smiled.
He succinctly said,"I'm hungry. Feed me." There was surprisingly a bit of acting cutely spoiled in his tone.
He was in the middle of working, and his hands were dirty. Bei Nuan quickly tore off more than half of her share, folded it up, and brought it to his lips.
Like a big golden retriever, Lu Xingchi tilted his head and took the pancake from her with his mouth. He smiled at her again and continued to work hard. Trip after trip, he worked hard carrying the rocks down the mountain. He didn't look like he was in a hurry to leave.
They had eaten a large pancake together, and her sharing task was completed.
The people nearby had immediately noticed when Bei Nuan shared the pancake with the A's, and an updated version of the rumor spread. The F, who had lost her ruby to an A, had an especially thin pancake. When she took it out to eat, the A, who had stolen her ruby, demanded half of the pancake. Later on, another A came, and she shared more than half of her remaining piece. In the end, the F only got to eat a few small bites of her pancake. She was so pitiful.
Someone added to the retelling of that story, "If that F dies, it must be from starvation."
Bei Nuan: "..."