Apocalypse: Transmigrated General's Daughter Uses Space to Survive

Because they didn’t know if they would get separated by chance, everyone always carried some supplies in their space rings.

This time, for some unknown reason, he had caught one of those large mutated fish tossed in the stream by Chu Miao during the floods.

It had stayed in the stream for so long that it had absorbed spiritual energy.

Now, eating it would help these people recover even faster.

However, he didn’t take the cooked portion but the raw one.

He couldn’t do everything for them. Let them sort out the cooking part themselves.

"Here, find a way to cook this. It’s better for your injuries than the dog meat." He instructed.

Of course, he didn’t ask them to throw the dog meat away. They could do whatever they wanted with it.

"Mr. Ye, how can we accept this? You have already helped us a lot. Our injuries will heal soon and these dogs are mutated. Their meat must have some energy since they haven’t become zombies after mutation. We can just roast their meat and it will be enough to sustain us for a while." Uncle Jun was genuinely embarrassed to take anymore from Ye Xuan.

He had learned from the water that even though this large piece of meat appeared to be fish, it couldn’t be ordinary.

Especially since Ye Xuan had already mentioned that it would help them heal their injuries faster.

They had nothing to give in return and even though they were in the apocalypse where humans would eat their kind without any qualms, he refused to fall to the level of being worse than a beast.

If that were to happen, then he would rather go down to join the rest of his family.

Ye Xuan realized that this man had principles. Something rarely seen in the apocalypse.

The people in the sect had kept their principles mostly because their lives were good. No different from before the apocalypse.

However, to see such people outside was indeed like a breath of fresh air.

"Don’t worry, you are not eating my food for free. You will work for me from now on. Your lives were saved by me, so you have to live and repay that saving grace through work." Ye Xuan had no choice but to take on the identity of a capitalist.

This way, the naive people wouldn’t feel burdened accepting his help.

"What type of work does Mr. Ye need us to do?" Uncle Jun didn’t accept the fish immediately and still asked.

What if it was murder or arson? Even though there was no law to condemn them or send them to jail if they commit such crimes, his conscience was like a prison itself.

He had to make sure he never did anything to harm an innocent life.

He wasn’t a saint. He had killed before. But each time he killed someone, it was because they deserved it.

"You don’t have to worry. I am a soldier, and even though the government is not as centralized as before, I still lead a military unit. So, I will not ask civilians to do something that goes against the law."

Ye Xuan didn’t mention that he was retired because then doubts wouldn’t be completely eradicated. They could find out later after reaching City A.

Besides, he didn’t lie about leading a military unit. Didn’t thousands of soldiers join their sect to follow him?

"You are a soldier? No wonder." Xiao Jun muttered.

He had wondered why a normal person would help unrelated people so much. But now he understood.

Soldiers, even in the apocalypse still upheld their oath.

"I didn’t save you because I am a soldier. It was because of yourselves. If I had seen anyone of you push your companions out to save yourself like many people do, I wouldn’t have bothered with you. It was your integrity and cohesion that made me want to save you. So, you must not forget who you are no matter when." Ye Xuan wanted them to know that their persistence in upholding their morals and principles wasn’t in vain.

This way, if they tell more people, humanity might start to tilt in a favourable direction.

After all, what was the use of saving the world if the people had become cannibals?

"Thank you. We will work diligently for you to repay your kindness." Uncle Jun finally accepted the meat and soon, a pot of fish soup was boiling.

Ye Xuan didn’t even know where they procured pots and bowls. It seemed they had a space ability user among them but they had nothing of value in storage.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been so hungry they were dying of hunger.

To his surprise, Uncle Jun had the mind to add a little of the water left in the bottle he had given them.

With the spiritual spring water and healing pill added to the soup, and with the spiritual energy in the fish, their injuries wouldn’t even take more than three days to heal completely.

Yet, he also wondered where they got the water to boil soup from. These people were basically dying of thirst, yet they refused to touch their last ration of water.

How self-disciplined.

After the soup was done, one of the less injured members of their team brought a piping hot bowl of soup to Ye Xuan.

He didn’t stand on ceremony and took it.

He had to admit, the soup was good. Even though he didn’t need to eat as his cultivation was already very high, he still enjoyed three meals just like when he was a mortal.

"Wow! I have never had such delicious soup in my life." One person marveled after taking one sip.

"True. And this is not the hunger speaking. This soup is indeed very delicious." Another agreed as he drank a mouthful of hot soup. Not even caring about getting burnt.

"Eat quickly. Even food can’t keep your mouth shut." Another middle-aged man said.

Yet, the smile in his eyes couldn’t be hidden.

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