Apocalypse Arrives: I Become a Powerhouse by Scavenging

Seeing the lush vegetable patch behind Moira Lynch, a pair of eyes hidden deep within the woman’s layers of clothing flashed with greed.

So she softened her voice and continued, "Young lady, what I have to tell you is very important. It’s too cold out here, and an old woman like me can’t take it. Why don’t you let me inside first? I can tell you all about it slowly, okay?"

Moira Lynch shook her head decisively. "No. Either say it now or don’t say it at all. Besides, every family has a phone now. If you can’t say it here, you can go home and call me."

Seeing Moira’s completely unreceptive expression, a vicious look flashed in the woman’s eyes before quickly vanishing. She then turned her gaze to Kai York beside her.

"Kids these days. Each generation is worse than the last. How can you just stand there and watch an old woman like me shiver in the cold wind without a shred of sympathy? The world’s gone to hell. Young man, you’d better be careful when you’re looking for a girlfriend. If she can give me the cold shoulder today, she’ll be kicking you out of the house tomorrow."

The woman spoke with great gravity.

It was a blatant attempt to drive a wedge between them.

However, the woman seemed to have misunderstood their relationship.

Kai York said nonchalantly, "Ma’am, I think you’re mistaken. She’s not my girlfriend."

"Not your girlfriend!" The woman’s voice instantly rose several pitches, a hint of excitement coloring her tone.

"Oh, that’s wonderful! Young man, how would you like a girlfriend? I have a daughter—fair-skinned, beautiful, with long legs. The two of you would be a perfect match. How about this? You open the door and let me in. We can talk about it, and from now on, we’ll be one big happy family."

Kai York took a deep breath. For the first time, he realized just how difficult it was to have a conversation with this woman.

Just as Moira was getting ready to enjoy the show, she suddenly felt an arm wrap heavily around her shoulder. "Ma’am, I think you’ve misunderstood," Kai said. "This isn’t my house. I’m just a moocher."

Moira, who had been inexplicably dragged into the act, stared wide-eyed.

Seeming to notice the confusion in Moira’s eyes, he added, "What? Am I wrong? The house is yours, the food is yours, and you’re even taking care of my cat. How is that not mooching?"

Moira thought, ’...I guess he’s not wrong.’

She turned to the stunned woman and asked, "Ma’am, why are you really here? If there’s nothing else, please leave. It’s freezing out, and if you come to any harm out here, I won’t be held responsible."

The time for the next round of the game was drawing closer, and they still had a lot to prepare.

Especially Moira. Since it was a hidden instance, she needed to prepare even more.

Seeing Moira turn to leave, the old woman said hurriedly, "I’ll talk! I’ll talk!"

At her words, Moira stopped, curious to hear what kind of story the woman could possibly spin.

"It’s like this. I see there are only a few young people here, so you probably can’t take good care of yourselves. A lot of kids these days don’t even know how to cook. So I was thinking, maybe I could come here and be your nanny to take care of you all."

"I may not be good at much else, but I’m an expert at cooking and cleaning. I guarantee I can keep this house of yours spick and span. And that vegetable garden... when I was young, I was a master gardener."

"How about this? I won’t ask for much. Just three full meals a day is all I need."

If Moira hadn’t already witnessed the woman’s shameless behavior, she might have actually been moved by her sincere tone.

"Well, thank you, but we don’t need a nanny here. You should try asking someone else."

A person who could be so cruel to her own grandson wouldn’t be any kinder to strangers.

She had no desire to pay for that kind of trouble.

Seeing Moira refuse so bluntly, the woman’s friendly facade instantly dropped.

"You little girl, how can you have no compassion? I came all this way on such a cold day, and not only do you not invite me in for a cup of hot water, you reject me outright! Why would heaven let a heartless person like you become..."

The woman’s tirade came to an abrupt halt, not because she’d had a sudden change of heart and realized her mistake.

It was because a Black Wolf had appeared out of nowhere between her and Moira, its golden eyes staring straight at her.

Under the Black Wolf’s powerful intimidation, the woman lost her footing and fell right on her backside. "Murder! Help, murder!" she screamed, scrambling and crawling as she fled into the distance.

She moved with such speed and agility that her heavy clothes didn’t seem to hinder her in the slightest.

"Look at that speed. Her living conditions at home must be pretty good. Why would she want to be a nanny?" Kai York said, confused, as he hadn’t seen what had just happened.

"Her whole family is probably sacrificing everything just to support her. It’d be strange if she weren’t in good health."

Moira had seen it clearly before. The woman was well-fed and plump, while her own son and daughter-in-law were sallow and emaciated, clearly malnourished.

’She probably had a falling out with her son and daughter-in-law, so now she’s looking for a new sucker.’

There’s a saying: it’s easier to invite a demon in than to get it out.

If they had actually let her in, getting rid of her would not have been so easy.

Just then, Shane Rhodes and Hugh Finch returned from outside, their hands full.

The two of them walked up to Moira Lynch, shoved the things they were holding into her hands, and spoke in unison.

"This is from my grandma for you."

"This is from my mom for you."

Moira looked at the items pushed into her hands.

They were shaped like food containers and felt quite heavy.

"For me? Why?"

Using her spiritual power, Moira knew they were filled with all sorts of food.

Food was scarce now. Every household was practically splitting single grains of rice to get by, yet here they were, giving it away as gifts.

"My grandma said to thank you for taking care of us during this time," Shane Rhodes said first.

"My mom said the same thing," Hugh added.

Moira looked at the containers in her hands. Since they’d already brought them, it wouldn’t be right to refuse. Besides, one shouldn’t turn down a gift from an elder.

"Alright, I’ll accept them. Please thank your grandmother and your mother for me."

Just then, Kai York, who had been silent on the side, grumbled, "Hey, hey, you two! This makes me look like I’m not part of the group."

Taking the containers into a room, Moira eagerly opened them. Inside were all kinds of exquisite pastries, and each layer held a different style of dessert.

Judging by the style of these pastries, Moira was sure that back in times of peace, they would have sold for hundreds, if not more.

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