Quick Transmigration: The Villain Is Too Pampered and Alluring - Chapter 153

When the two returned to the campsite, the fire was nearly extinguished.

Luo Lin added a few pieces of firewood to the fire, then paused to look at Sheng Nuan. “Sister, do you want to treat your hand?”

Hearing Luo Lin’s words, Sheng Nuan smiled and winked at him. “Such a good boy, knowing how to care for your sister…”

Luo Lin: ……

Flirtatious!

Blame him for talking too much.

However, Sheng Nuan didn’t continue to tease him. Instead, she took out a bit of spring water, considered it for a moment, and decided against drinking it. Instead, she poured it over her wounds.

Drinking it would certainly help, given that the spring water was meant for healing, but she felt that her face was too useful right now, so she didn’t want to heal just yet.

As the water trickled over her wounds, they quickly returned to normal…

She shook her hand with a smile and said to Luo Lin, “You should get some rest, everything should be fine now.”

Luo Lin glanced at her and shook his head. “You should rest, Sister.”

Sheng Nuan blinked. “You really care for your sister… Be good, go sleep. If you’re scared, Sister can sleep with you.”

Luo Lin froze, his eyes twitching, a slight blush creeping to his ears, and he felt a mix of annoyance. “Can you… stop being so inappropriate?”

Suppressing a laugh, Sheng Nuan pretended to be serious. “But Sister fell in love with you at first sight and can’t help it.”

Luo Lin shot up, turning and diving into the tent without looking back…

Seeing his flustered and speechless expression, Sheng Nuan finally couldn’t help but lower her head and laugh.

A moment later, she pulled out a thick blanket.

She wrapped herself in it, leaned against her backpack, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Night watch? It doesn’t exist. With customer service here, she doesn’t have to keep vigil…

The fire crackled and popped as Luo Lin lay in the tent, catching glimpses of Sheng Nuan’s silhouette through the seam… She was right outside the tent, keeping watch over him without leaving his side.

Luo Lin’s eyelashes fluttered, and he pressed his lips together, slowly closing his eyes…

While Sheng Nuan and Luo Lin enjoyed this tranquil moment, on the other side, Qin Yu’s convoy faced a massive crisis.

They were besieged by aberrations. And as they fought their way out with Qin Yu’s effort, they discovered that several vehicles had been overturned by the monsters.

Those creatures had even evolved a certain level of intelligence. During the day, they hid beneath the soil in the buildings’ basements, burying themselves, only to emerge at night, knowing to destroy their escape vehicles before launching their attacks.

In order to ensure everyone could escape in time, Qin Yu fought against the aberrations while shouting for the remaining vehicles to discard their supplies and do their utmost to carry everyone. He also declared that anyone who chose to haul supplies instead of allowing people to board would be kicked out of his team.

Ultimately, despite Qin Yu’s best efforts to resist, the time it took to discard supplies and the insufficient number of cars meant that when they finally evacuated, they had already left behind five vehicles and ten bodies…

Even Qin Yu was injured after being thrown by an aberration due to exhaustion.

The convoy fled in a panic, and after a brief chase, the aberrations stopped pursuing them, instead turning back to feast on the corpses left behind.

As the convoy continued to flee, cries of survivors mourning lost loved ones echoed around them… Qin Yu lay in his car, staring at the gaping wound in his chest, his expression extremely ugly.

He had already lost his fighting capability, and he might even be in life-threatening danger.

The physique of an evolver is better than that of an ordinary person, but he had just been thrown by an aberration and pierced by a steel pipe from a car, with two broken ribs to boot. Recovering from such injuries… would be extremely difficult.

Most importantly, there were no conditions for him to recover slowly…

As dawn approached, the convoy spotted a vehicle parked not far from the roadside, along with a flickering campfire and tents.

Recognizing it as Sheng Nuan’s vehicle, Qin Yu recalled what she had mentioned about her sixth sense after evolving. He paused for a moment and instructed his team to pull the vehicle over to the side.

Everyone, having survived the ordeal, needed to rest and assess if anyone was injured, as well as check their remaining supplies.

Sheng Nuan was awakened by the sound of vehicles and opened her eyes to see the group of people. She raised an eyebrow, ignored them, and closed her eyes to continue sleeping.

Not far away, Lu Yu and Cheng Yue got out of the car. Seeing Sheng Nuan nestled by the campfire, wrapped in a blanket and soundly asleep, and recalling their recent narrow escape from death, Lu Yu couldn’t help but find the scene somewhat absurd.

The one who should have looked disheveled appeared relaxed and comfortable, while they were in utter embarrassment…

The low slope here could block the wind, so Qin Yu and the members of the convoy set up camp not far from Sheng Nuan.

Observing Sheng Nuan’s calm demeanor, the convoy members felt both embarrassed and regretful, remembering her earlier warnings.

If they had heeded her advice, they wouldn’t have faced the recent attack, and many lives could have been saved without losing supplies…

At dawn, several vehicles passed by from the same route they had come. The convoy members were immediately dumbfounded.

They had planned to return to search for the supplies they had dropped at first light, but now, with other convoys passing by… the supplies left behind would undoubtedly have been looted.

Qin Yu sent two people back to check. Less than two hours later, the two returned with dismal expressions.

Sure enough, the supplies were indeed gone… and there was hardly anything left for the convoy.

At that moment, a fragrant aroma wafted over from the side.

Everyone turned to see Sheng Nuan cooking over the fire… The aroma of meat broth filled the air, along with the smell of noodles, vegetables, and even eggs…

The morning temperature was still quite low, and Luo Lin sat wrapped in a blanket. Sheng Nuan glanced over at the boy, who looked like a little silkworm, and couldn’t help but chuckle. “Are you hungry? It’ll be ready soon.”

Luo Lin felt a bit awkward and muttered a low acknowledgment, thinking to himself that this woman was far too flirtatious, her every word sounding frivolous no matter what she was saying.

Before long, Sheng Nuan and Luo Lin each had a bowl of chicken noodle soup, while the members of the convoy silently divided the last pitiful remaining supplies… They nearly got into a fight over the distribution, but Qin Yu intervened just in time to stop the conflict.

Not long after, Sheng Nuan and Luo Lin set off, and Qin Yu instructed the convoy to follow closely behind.

Hours later, when Sheng Nuan and Luo Lin stopped to rest and eat, the convoy did the same… camping in the same spot.

As they got out of the vehicles, Qin Yu, pale-faced and somewhat embarrassed, approached Sheng Nuan. “I’m injured and worried about what might happen, so… could I borrow your sixth sense to help avoid danger?”

Sheng Nuan responded with a nonchalant “hm,” indicating it was no problem, then set up a pot with Luo Lin to cook.

Meanwhile, the convoy had completely run out of supplies…

When Sheng Nuan pulled out some steak, Luo Lin insisted on doing it himself. Sheng Nuan didn’t argue, handing him the frying pan. Luo Lin began to fry the steak… On the other side, the convoy members sat around in silence, enveloped in a heavy gloom.

Qin Yu leaned against a teammate, his face pale, and his lips were dry and peeling from excessive blood loss.

One person got up to look around and noticed a nearby lake with turquoise water, but they had no filtration equipment and couldn’t drink it.

He turned to the others in the convoy. “Who has water?”

A woman glanced at her bottle, which had only a few sips left, pursed her lips, and hesitated but didn’t speak up.

That little water was not much, but it could mean the difference between life and death in a critical moment.

Lu Yu instinctively reached for his bag, which still had a bottle of water, but as soon as he moved, Cheng Yue pressed his hand down.

Cheng Yue shook his head at Lu Yu, whispering, “We don’t know how long the journey will be. We might not find another water source…”