If he was really lying to her, she wouldn't let him go back alive.
After all, although the man now is the same person as the God of Death in the previous life, he has lost some experience and his hands have not been stained with blood.
He must be unprepared for a thin woman like her. If anything unexpected happens, Song Jinhe will immediately take out the Tang Dao from the space and kill him directly.
No matter how good your skills are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives. This sentence will never be wrong.
The two of them took turns paddling, stopping to stock up on supplies when they passed by.
Song Jinhe had diving equipment in her space, but she didn't want to expose her trump card, so she only went with Cheng Qianhuai to search for supplies in shops that had not yet been flooded.
The rainwater has already reached the third and a half floors, but because the terrain of Yuncheng is high and low, some shops are always leaking half out of the water, which just makes it easier for the two of them to move around.
Among them is a pharmacy.
This is a street shop. The first floor is a dedicated reception hall and consultation desk, the second floor is the medicine sales office, and the third floor is the warehouse.
There were both Chinese and Western medicines in the pharmacy. The two of them stuffed their backpacks together until the backpacks were full before reluctantly going downstairs and leaving.
Cheng Qianhuai walked into the rubber boat and turned around to help Song Jinhe up, but saw her suddenly turning around and walking back to the warehouse on the third floor.
"What's wrong? Did you forget something?"
He asked with some confusion.
"I think I can stuff some more stuff into the gap in my schoolbag. Just wait for me. I'll be right back."
Cheng Qianhuai wanted to say that he shouldn't fill his backpack with all the medicine, food was the most important thing, but after thinking about it, he didn't stop him.
If natural disasters continue, medicine will become extremely precious, and it may not be difficult to replace as much water and food as you want.
Anyway, he will never be stingy with her when it comes to the things he has hoarded. If Song Jinhe's supplies run out, he can give her his own.
Thinking of this, he stopped worrying and sat obediently on the rubber boat waiting for Song Jinhe to come back.
But the people who went upstairs had moved everything in the warehouse into the space, even the small roll of gauze in the corner.
She never has too much supplies, especially medicines.
She did not touch the medicines that were submerged in water on the second floor. Most of the medicines were sealed with aluminum films. Even if they were soaked in water, there was no need to worry about affecting the efficacy of the medicines.
She didn't intend to take these medicines, but she had to leave a way for people who came to look for medicines in the future to survive.
The two continued paddling toward the city center, stopping and stopping for a full three hours before arriving at Cheng Qianhuai's home.
Song Jinhe's eyes wandered around him suspiciously. Although Yuncheng was not a famous big city, she knew this neighborhood as it was a famous wealthy area.
Located in the city center, the transportation is developed, not to mention the major supermarkets around it are also crowded, making it very convenient for traveling and shopping.
If you want to buy something before the end of the world, you have to start with tens of millions of dollars. Think about it, Cheng Qianhuai is not an ordinary person in the end of the world.
The two rowed a rubber boat to the middle unit building, and when they reached the edge of the building, they entered the building through the window.
Song Jinhe looked at the rubber boat, and after thinking for a moment, he deflated it and took it in.
The amount of exercise today was enough. She didn't plan to go back after getting her things. It would be best to rest here for the night.
If the rubber boat is discovered, it will definitely cause a commotion, and it will be troublesome. It is better to spend some time to collect it and carry it away now.
Cheng Qianhuai's idea coincided with hers, and the two of them carefully walked to the sixth floor. Cheng Qianhuai took his fingerprints and the door lock opened.
Song Jinhe was dumbfounded when he looked at the exquisite decoration and large area inside, but he didn't say much. He just followed Cheng Qianhuai and planned to go find the gun with him.
The two of them came to the safe in the study one after another. After Cheng Qianhuai entered the password, the door of the safe was opened and the contents were exposed.
Gold bars, jewelry, pistols, bullets, and cash were all there, but they still sparkled despite the dark night.
Song Jinhe looked away, but something cold was suddenly stuffed into his hand.
A pistol that was completely black and exuded a cold, hard light.
"A pistol only has 16 bullets. You must grasp the timing when using it."
Song Jinhe blinked, looked at the safe again, and then said with some surprise: "There is only one pistol, will you give it to me?"
She originally thought that Cheng Qianhuai must have at least two or even more pistols as he promised so readily, but she never thought that this guy only had one gun and he gave it to her without hesitation.
"Of course I'll give it to you, I promised you, and if it weren't for you, I might not be able to survive here alone."
His smiling eyebrows are curved, and his amber eyes make people almost drown in them.
Song Jinhe thought for a moment and stuffed the gun into his backpack without hesitation. He didn't want this kind of thing for free.
"Wait a minute, I'll give you the pistol with conditions."
Cheng Qianhuai spoke to stop her, his slender fingertips touched her slightly hot wrist, and he subconsciously took it back, but his ears turned red in the dark night.
"You have to protect me when you have a pistol. We can be considered our own people, right?"
Song Jinhe originally thought that he would take the opportunity to put forward some conditions, but she never thought that this person was so sincere. It seemed that she had a dark mind.
"No problem. Our emergency access door on the 18th floor is made of high-quality materials. It is impossible for others to break in."
She patted Cheng Qianhuai on the shoulder: "Comrade Xiao Cheng, Sister Song will protect you from now on."
Her tone sounded like she was joking, but Cheng Qianhuai looked at her steadily, and then nodded heavily.
"Then the two of us will rest at your house tonight and then return to Jinyuan Belvedere tomorrow night, okay?"
Song Jinhe yawned, and Cheng Qianhuai hurriedly took her to the guest room.
"This room is very clean. There is always an aunt cleaning it, but no one has ever lived in it. I will help you put on new bedding, and you can just stay here for one night."
Cheng Qianhuai actively took out the bedding and sheets from the closet, spread them carefully on the bed, and then gently closed the door for Song Jinhe.
"Good night, just call me if you need anything."
Song Jinhe listened to his footsteps gradually disappearing, and the doubts in his heart became more and more serious.
This Cheng Qianhuai claimed to be her high school classmate, and he transferred to another school soon after he was in school. Logically speaking, he should not be familiar with her, right? Why are you so nice to her?
He gave her most of the supplies he found without hesitation, and he was also willing to give her a bowl of the precious egg fried rice, not to mention the pistol and bullets that were given to her almost for free.
There was no such person in her memory at all, and he didn't look like a reborn person. After all, he had not made any preparation for the end of the world.
There was obviously no intersection between the two of them in the last life and this life.
After much thinking and without any clue, Song Jinhe simply gave up thinking, wrapped himself in a quilt and fell asleep beautifully.
She has always been a happy-go-lucky person and doesn't intend to bother herself with things she can't figure out.
As long as he doesn't harm her, the rest doesn't matter.
