Everyone's on a time-travel adventure! I'm raising city beasts in a post-apocalyptic world

"Everyone, please be quiet and listen to me." Mo Qingluan's voice was loud, but her unique voice had no intimidating power whatsoever.

Fortunately, she had two bodyguards standing beside her, their cold eyes watching the crowd, which quieted down the surrounding noise.

"The convoy hasn't set off yet. Everyone, come with me to the woods to dig for wild vegetables. There's no danger in the woods; the awakened members in the convoy have already been cleared out."

She pointed towards the woods, "We'll dig up wild vegetables, make vegetable soup, and add this ground squirrel meat—everyone can have some!"

The crowd was silent for a moment, then a few scattered voices rang out, some saying "Okay" and "I'll go with you."

Of course, there were also those who wanted to reap the benefits without contributing anything and raised objections. "The forest is so big, won't it be dangerous?"

"Sister Zhang, you stay here and deal with the gophers. Michelle and I will take them to find some wild vegetables."

"Do you want me to come with you?" Sister Zhang asked, still worried.

"No need, Michelle can come with me, and I'm not weak either." She arched her arm, making a powerful gesture.

"Alright, be careful and stay safe. Go and come back quickly, the convoy will depart in an hour."

In the end, only a dozen or so of the more than one hundred people were willing to follow Yang Mi to find wild vegetables.

But most people didn't move. They stood there, watching Zhang Jie and the others process the groundhog meat. They preferred to sit and wait, drooling, rather than go out and find food themselves.

The aroma of roasted meat wafting from the convoy ahead was making everyone's stomachs churn. A young woman stood at the edge of the crowd, watching the meat soup simmering over a fire in the camp ahead for a long time before finally looking away.

Several men walked towards her, led by the man with the buzz cut from the bus. He approached the woman with a lewd smile, reached into his pocket, pulled out half a pack of biscuits, and waved it in front of her.

"Want some? Sleep with me tonight, and this half-pack of cookies is yours."

The woman's face paled slightly, and she tightened her grip on her skirt. She wanted to refuse, but she was so hungry.

The crew-cut man leaned forward, waving the cookies closer to her. The aroma of the cookies wafted from the bag, filling her nostrils, and the woman's throat bobbed.

"Get out!" A middle-aged woman saw this and shoved the crew-cut man aside, pulling the woman behind her.

"What do you think this place is? If you want to bully someone, go find someone else. Someone like you doesn't even deserve to be associated with my girl."

The crew-cut man stumbled after being pushed. After regaining his balance, he tried to argue with the patrolmen, but when he saw them looking his way, his face darkened instantly. He stopped, spat, and turned to leave.

The middle-aged woman took the young woman's hand and led her to a secluded spot where she squatted down. After looking around, she carefully took out a Snickers bar from her person, broke it in half, and handed one half to the young woman.

"Yao, eat something first to fill your stomach. Qingluan will be back soon."

"Thank you, Sister Li!" The woman called Yao Yao took the Snickers bar, took a bite, and tears streamed down her face.

"Why thank me, Yao Yao? Don't belittle yourself. In this industry, the most important thing is to have good judgment, to follow the right people, and to have a long-term vision. You're no less attractive than Su Wan. If things really come to that, why not choose the strongest?"

"Sister Li, I..."

"Alright, I know what you're trying to say. Our industry isn't as clean as you think. There are plenty of people who trade themselves for resources, especially now that it's the end of the world. I won't hurt you. Finish your food, don't let anyone find out, and listen to me from here on out..."

……

The caravan was a small society where everyone used their own methods to survive. The other men weren't as stupid as the crew-cut man; they immediately targeted the prettiest women in Mo Qingluan's caravan.

Holding the food in their hands, they quickly reached an agreement, and some women who couldn't bear the hunger followed them into the car or tent.

In these consensual situations, the patrol team usually turns a blind eye, as long as no chaos occurs.

In another part of the camp, an old woman stood in front of an SUV, reaching out to grab a bag from a woman's hand. The bag contained a piece of meat the size of a fist, which the young woman had traded for a bag of salt. The old woman held onto the bag tightly, muttering to herself.

"You young people can't eat that much, what's wrong with sharing some with me? Don't you know about respecting the elderly and caring for the young? I'm so old, how can you let me go hungry? Even in a big star's motorcade, they wouldn't dare let me go hungry, why won't you give me some..."

The young woman gripped the other end of the bag, refusing to let go: "These are my things. I traded them for my own salt."

Seeing the growing crowd, the old woman raised her voice even louder: "How can you be so insensible, child? What's wrong with me eating a little bit of your meat? Didn't your parents teach you to respect your elders?"

She tugged at the bag, but the young woman didn't let go. She tugged again, and the bag tore open, the piece of meat falling to the ground. The old woman reached out to grab it, but before her hand could touch the meat, a figure blocked her way.

The old woman looked up and saw a patrolman holding a knife standing in front of her, looking at her expressionlessly.

"Stealing other people's belongings is strictly prohibited in the convoy; violators will be executed. Didn't your captain tell you this rule?"

The old man threw a tantrum, saying, "I don't care about any of these ridiculous rules. I'm an old man, so you should give us food. Your convoy has so much food, why don't you share some with us?"

"Step back. This is another warning. If you don't listen, I have the right to kill you on the spot!" The patrolman held a knife in both hands, staring at her fiercely, as if he would attack if he said another word.

The old woman swallowed back the words she was about to say, retreated repeatedly, muttering unpleasant words under her breath, and turned to leave, running faster than the young people.

The patrolman bent down, picked up the meat, wiped the dust off his trousers, and handed it to the young woman. She took the meat and whispered a thank you.

Not long after, Mo Qingluan returned from the forest with more than ten people. The harvest was not as much as she had imagined. The people in the caravan heard that after the Awakened One led the team into the forest to hunt mutated creatures, only a few brave people were originally looking for wild vegetables. But now that they heard there was no danger, more people joined the search for wild vegetables.

Hundreds of people rushed in and turned everything upside down. They weren't as pampered as the people in Mo Qingluan's convoy, especially since they were now taking what they found for themselves and didn't have to hand it over. They were all full of energy.

The dozen or so of them only found two or three bags of wild vegetables, probably not even ten pounds.