Apocalyptic Disasters: Carrying a bun and hoarding supplies novel Chapter 177

"Sorry, sorry," Yun Chuan was quite embarrassed as well. He was a big man and sweated quite a lot. In the past, it was still a bit better but ever since the world ended, he could no longer take any more baths.

How could he not smell?

"No need to apologise," Bai Meiyue waved her hand with a slightly red face. "It’s not your fault; it’s me who cannot withstand sharp smells. Brother Yun, if you don’t mind, then you can take a bath in the guest room. Of course, if you want, then you can take the water home."

"No, no. If you don’t mind, then I would like to take a bath right here." Now that Yun Chuan knew that there was water to take a bath, he felt his skin was itchy. He couldn’t wait to take off his clothes and wash the smell of rotten blood that was sticking to his skin.

After that, he hurried upstairs with Wan Guofu and Mo He. Even though Mother Bai said that there was enough water, they didn’t want to waste it. As for how so much water was stored, no one questioned Bai Meiyue and her family.

The day they awakened as supernatural beings, they understood that there was nothing that could be considered impossible.

Most probably someone in the Bai family awakened the water ability. Though they were envious of the Bai family, Yun Chuan and the rest also felt relieved. After all, even if they were not close with Bai Meiyue—with Lei Qian’s relationship with Bai Meiyue, the latter would naturally show some kindness to them every now and then.

At least now they don’t need to worry about dying of thirst.

"Are you a supernatural being?" While Yun Chuan and the rest were taking a bath, the new member of their team, Yun Dacheng, glanced at Bai Meiyue and questioned sharply.

"Who are you?" Bai Meiyue raised her head and looked at the man behind her. The man was quite good-looking; with his slender build and charming eyes, he could easily charm any woman as long as he was willing. She arched her brow when she realised that the man was actually a mist-type user. Of course, he was not as skilled as her. No wonder he looked so good; his skin was moist and glowy as if a single squeeze could draw water.

Even with her sharp vision, Bai Meiyue could not see a single pore on the face of the man.

"My name is Dacheng, and I am a mist-type user. Yang Chunhua and I are friends."

That explained why this man joined Lei Qian’s group so easily but something made Bai Meiyue frown. Though she remembered seeing Yang Chunhua in the future, she didn’t recall seeing this man named Dacheng. Did this man die or something?

"I see," Bai Meiyue nodded warily. The reason she was wary of this man was not because he was an ability user or because he was missing from her memories of the past; it was because of his fake smile. Even though the man was smiling at her, there was something weird about him.