Global Game: I Have Portable Store-Chapter 57: Good Character

Chapter 57: Chapter 57: Good Character
Su Changxing leaned back in his chair, looked at him, and said, "I was passing by and thought I’d come over to take a look. By the way, how’s your sister doing? It’s not easy raising a child in this world."
Why did he have to mention my sister?
He seems like a twisted killer.
Zhu Wenwu came up with a quick excuse and said confidently, "Actually, big brother, I don’t have a sister. I just made it up before."
Su Changxing raised an eyebrow, sensing that Zhu Wenwu was lying, but he didn’t bother to expose him, pretended to believe him, and said:
"Is that so? I thought you really had a sister."
At this moment, a childish voice came from behind Wu Wenwu.
"Brother, Aunt Chen is calling you over."
With that shout, Zhu Wenwu froze.
Su Changxing couldn’t help but grin as he glanced at the girl behind Zhu Wenwu and asked, "So who is she?"
The girl was about twelve or thirteen, with medium-length hair, her face dirty but her skin very fair, like porcelain. Her eyes were big and bright, giving off a feeling of breaking through the dimensional wall.
She glanced at the stupefied Zhu Wenwu and repeated impatiently, "Stop dazing; Aunt Chen is calling you to assign tasks."
The girl looked at Su Changxing, eyes flickering with curiosity, walked over boldly, extended a hand, and said, "Hi, I’m Zhu Xin Xue. My brother is a bit... how to put it, a bit dumb, you can ignore him."
You’re the dumb one, your whole family is dumb... Zhu Wenwu was a bit frantic. My silly sister, he’s a twisted killer. Aren’t you walking into a trap, like throwing a meat bun to a dog?
He was prepared to fight Su Changxing with all his might, fulfilling his responsibility as a brother, like a hero bidding farewell, never to return...
Su Changxing took off his gloves and shook hands with her, nodding in agreement, "Su Changxing, a bit, the biggest issue is being a bit cowardly."
Zhu Xin Xue sighed like an old soul, "Isn’t it? He’s already twenty and still doesn’t have a girlfriend, I have to worry about it."
Zhu Wenwu felt numb, his mind in chaos. How did this end up about having a girlfriend? And why do they appear to share a common enemy?
Zhu Xin Xue asked, "Are you also a newcomer here? My brother and I just arrived here this morning. The people here are not bad."
Su Changxing thought for a moment and said, "Not really, I just came over to sit for a while."
Zhu Wenwu interjected, "Big brother, we have things to do, so we’ll go first. Let’s chat some other time."
With that, he pulled Zhu Xin Xue’s arm to leave.
"She called you, not me. You don’t have to drag me; can’t you see I’m talking to someone?"
Zhu Xin Xue tugged at her arm, but she wasn’t as strong as Zhu Wenwu and was forcibly dragged backward.
She looked at Su Changxing, pointed to her head, then gestured at Zhu Wenwu behind her, with an expression of helplessness.
Su Changxing watched their backs and murmured, "These siblings’ personalities are quite different. Are they born of the same mother?"
He felt much more relaxed staying in a place with people around. After all, humans are social animals, unless they’ve transcended human concepts.
Su Changxing thought of the little boy at the police station and recalled the philosophical definition of humans: humans are the sum of all social relations.
But when the entire society has been destroyed, leaving individuals behind, can they still be considered humans in a philosophical sense?
Scientifically speaking, can a mysterious being like him still be considered human?
In that case, there’s still a need to discuss the relationship between existence and consciousness...
Ahem, getting off track.
If it were just an ordinary apocalypse, Su Changxing would be willing to stay in a seemingly decent small group and survive.
The problem now is, this is not an ordinary apocalypse. Based on the information he has, most people will turn into zombies in less than thirty days.
Moreover, Su Changxing suspects that the energy radiated by the Energy Station might be some kind of extraordinary factor. The boy becoming extraordinary also proved this point.
Perhaps under this high concentration of extraordinary factors, ordinary people are forced to absorb these extraordinary factors but cannot assimilate them, turning into zombies.
"So I won’t turn into a zombie, but there might still be issues..."
Su Changxing made some inferences based on the information he had.
He took off his somewhat worn outerwear, hung it on the chair, took a bottle of water and a clean handkerchief from the store from his backpack, poured some water on the handkerchief, and wiped the blood off his face and neck.
"Why are you wasting water like that to wash your face?"
A reprimanding voice sounded from behind Su Changxing.
Su Changxing turned his head slightly, catching a glimpse of a middle-aged man in a gray-white shirt, overweight, with blackened lips and rough skin, standing behind him with a stern expression.
Su Changxing did not look back, continuing to use the handkerchief to wipe his neck and chest. The handkerchief was stained red with fresh blood. He asked, "If not water, then what? Saliva?"
The middle-aged man walked around to stand in front of Su Changxing, saw the bloody handkerchief, paused, and continued, "Of course, you should dry rub, who would wash their face with water?"
Su Changxing replied seriously, "That sounds uncomfortable. I sympathize."
Then, he took out a new handkerchief, poured water on it, and nonchalantly wiped his hair, saying, "You don’t need to stare at me. It’s quite weird."
The man turned red with anger seeing Su Changxing ignoring his words and said, "Don’t you understand what I’m saying?"
Su Changxing put down the handkerchief, smiled, and said, "It might be a bit wasteful, but what does that have to do with you?"
The middle-aged man’s tone softened slightly, glanced at Su Changxing’s backpack, and said:
"You’re new here, so you might not know that everyone who joins this group has to hand over their resources for unified distribution."
Su Changxing put on his coat, looked at the middle-aged man, and nodded, "From my observation, you might have some kidney deficiency, and I’m not one of your newcomers. So what I do might not have much to do with you."
The middle-aged man continued confidently, "Young man, don’t you know, this water could keep someone alive longer."
Su Changxing suddenly grabbed his Steel Saber, and in a cold voice said, "If you want this water, you can try taking it from me, if you have that ability."
If the man showed any intent to act, Su Changxing would immediately swing his saber and cut off his head.
To Su Changxing, robbing others’ supplies was tantamount to murder. If someone tried to act, he would definitely not hold back.
"Old Qin, what are you doing? He’s my guest."
Huang Biao hurriedly rushed over from a distance, pulling Qin Jue Ming back. This scene made his heart pound, fearing that Su Changxing might actually decapitate Qin Jue Ming with one swing.
Qin Jue Ming glanced at the saber in the young man’s hand, cold sweat forming on his forehead, frightened, he forced a smile, "I think you may have misunderstood me. What I meant is that conserving water is a good virtue."