Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 682 Extra (4)

After the old cat left, Jing sat in that small 20-square-meter room, her heart filled with mixed emotions, a mix of sour, salty, bitter, and spicy feelings all at once.

When the system space malfunctioned, it was right at the point when Yan Zhen entered the mission. Jing Chen thought that she would be affected, either losing her memory or losing the system's cheat ability.

But he didn't expect that he was a few hours late, and that Yan Zhen in the small world had not only lost her memory, but also had a child with someone else.

It would be a lie to say he wasn't jealous and angry.

But considering that Yan Zhen always treated men as tools and rarely invested real feelings, Jing Chen began to doubt whether the child was hers.

Maybe it belongs to the original owner.

With this in mind, Jing Chen opened the task panel and called the system: "How much system data has been recovered?"

Number 001 had followed Jing Chen for so many years and knew his temperament and personality inside and out. Hearing Jing Chen's tone, he knew that he was in a bad mood, so he also became cautious in his tone: "Ten percent..."

Only 10%...

He is currently unable to ascertain the specific point at which Yan Zhen entered this world and everything that happened here.

Jing Chen pinched his brow in annoyance and casually closed the system panel.

Since we're already here, let's make the best of it and protect Yan Zhen first so we can get through this world.

On the other side, after a brief rest, Yan Zhen received a message from the people who went out to search for supplies—they had found a large amount of gas and gasoline in a city 240 kilometers away, all in sealed containers.

If stored properly, the items can still be used.

Gas and gasoline are valuable commodities, so Yan Zhen immediately mobilized his men to form a convoy and set off to transport the gasoline and gas back.

At the shelter assembly point, Yan Zhen was loading bullets into a magazine when Lao Mao arrived, followed by Jing Chen.

"Boss, Jingchen said he wants to go with you guys."

Yan Zhen glanced at Jing Chen behind Lao Mao: "You're new here, you can rest for a few days first."

The batch of medicine that Jing Chen handed over was enough for him to lie in bed at the base for half a year.

"It's okay, I'm not tired," Jing Chen said. "Take me with you."

Yan Zhen was puzzled by his enthusiasm and also wanted to see how skilled he was, so she agreed.

Before setting off, Yan Zhen also brought Xu Songfeng, who was exhausted from training, along with him.

Yan Zhen was driving a modified SUV with a high chassis and plenty of horsepower. She put Xu Songfeng in the passenger seat, got into the driver's seat herself, and just as she closed the door, the passenger door opened.

Yan Zhen turned her head and saw Jing Chen lifting Xu Songfeng out of the passenger seat like a chick and throwing him into the back seat, then taking over the passenger seat himself with a self-righteous air. She couldn't help but frown.

"Go to the car in the back."

The off-road vehicle was the lead vehicle. To ensure the safety of the convoy and the accuracy of the route, the vehicle carried the core members of the team, who were also Yan Zhen's trusted confidants.

“I want to sit here,” Jing Chen said, and then pushed Xu Songfeng, who had jumped from the back seat to the front and tried to pull him away, back down.

"No."

"Boss, don't you trust me?" Jing Chen winked at Yan Zhen.

Yan Zhen ignored his seductive charm: "Yes, we are not in a relationship where we can trust each other yet. To ensure the safety of the convoy, you cannot sit here."

Jing paused for a moment, then shoved the light machine gun he was holding into Yan Zhen's arms. He then deftly unzipped his combat uniform and pulled out all the cold and hot weapons he was carrying.

Pistols, bullets, grenades, smoke grenades, bayonets, daggers, machetes, nunchucks, darts, slingshots, kitchen knives, tear gas sprayers, high-powered flashlights...

Yan Zhen: "..."

Good guy!

They really know how to hide things on their bodies.

"Alright, alright." Yan Zhen, whose arms were stuffed with all sorts of random things, stopped Jing Chen as he reached for his belt buckle. "I didn't ask you to hand over anything."

"Isn't this to put your mind at ease with me?" Jing Chen said with a smile, showing his loyalty. "Boss, I want to become a comrade-in-arms that you can trust as soon as possible. Can you give me that opportunity?"

Having heard Jing Chen's words, Yan Zhen softened his stance slightly: "It depends on your performance."

"I will definitely perform well!"

Xu Songfeng, who had been crammed into the back row, felt a sense of crisis upon seeing this scene.

What is this man trying to do?

The zombies are less active at night, making it a good opportunity for long-distance driving. After the convoy was ready, Yan Zhen led the team out of the shelter and headed towards the destination city.

The distance of over 200 kilometers would have taken three or four hours on the highway before the apocalypse, but after the apocalypse, danger lurked everywhere and the roads were mostly destroyed. The convoy walked from 7 p.m. until dawn, and finally arrived at the city that had become a ghost town at 6 a.m.

As soon as it got light, the zombies in the city began to become active.

Yan Zhen deployed a drone to explore the city and quickly found an underground parking lot in a residential area as a temporary resting place.

After clearing out the few remaining zombies in the parking lot, Yan Zhen instructed the convoy members to take a break and move out after dark.

She then fired a signal flare to contact the team searching for supplies.

The search team received the signal and quickly arrived to join the convoy. Based on the information brought back by the search team, they discussed and formulated an action plan.

Yan Zhen was busy all morning.

After finalizing the action plan, she was parched and reached for her military water bottle to drink some water when she turned around and saw two men, one tall and one short, holding water cups behind her.

"Mom, drink some water."

"Boss, have some water."

Yan Zhen: "..."

She took the kettle from Xu Songfeng's hand, glanced at Jing Chen with a strange expression, and was quite puzzled by his attentiveness.

When Jing Chen saw that she had taken Xu Songfeng's water bottle, he was a little disappointed, but then he took out a compressed biscuit from his bag and said with a warm smile, "Boss, have something to eat."

Yan Zhen: "..."

As evening fell and night descended, the convoy set off.

In the sixth year of the apocalypse, this once-renowned first-tier city had long been ransacked by the survivors. The scavenging team accidentally found gas and gasoline in the basement of a villa in a wealthy neighborhood.

Upon arriving at the villas in the wealthy area, there were still quite a few zombies wandering around.

In order to prevent the gunfire from attracting more zombies, Yan Zhen suggested that everyone put on helmets and gloves, get out of the vehicle fully armed, and try to manually clear out these zombies that were not as agile as they were in the early days of the apocalypse due to their high level of decay.

Yan Zhen used a small axe that was about the length of her arm. The axe blade was heavy and sharp. She was agile and accurate, and almost every time she made a move, she could split open a zombie's head like slicing a watermelon.

While slaying zombies, Yan Zhen also took care of protecting Xu Songfeng.

Xu Songfeng used a foldable military shovel—he was small and weak, and Yan Zhen didn't expect him to be able to kill zombies. The shovel was for his self-defense. The reason for taking him to face the zombies was more to train his courage when facing these things.

Yan Zhen swung an axe to kill zombies with one hand and protected Xu Songfeng with the other, while keeping an eye on Jing Chen out of the corner of his eye.

She was somewhat surprised by this observation.

Jing Chen was very skilled, so skilled that it seemed like he had received professional training.

He gripped a military dagger, and with each strike, he accurately hit a zombie, either in the head or the throat. In just a few dozen seconds, Yan Zhen watched as he spun off the heads of three zombies, the putrid zombie fluid splattering onto his helmet, but he didn't even blink.

Jing Chen's combat power is higher than anyone else in her team.

Yet, this person, who was so agile, familiar with the vital parts of the human body, and completely unpretentious, made Yan Zhen feel threatened.

With Jing Chen's strength, he could easily occupy a small base and become the boss himself. Why would he come to her and submit to her?