Chapter 118: I’m Not the Holy Mother in the Apocalypse 24
Outside, due to Red Jade, no insects dared to linger nearby. The only bold group of mutant green bottle flies had been tormented by Mi Lu so much that they only dared to watch from afar. This space had temporarily become safe.
These people dared to come out because there were no insects nearby. However, even though they emerged from their houses, they only dared to watch from afar, drooling at the aroma, but no one dared to approach.
The moment Lin Shuangshuang killed a mutant pig, everyone had seen her performance through the windows. They were already wary of her combat power, added to which was her cold and distant demeanor. They weren’t sure if she was good-natured.
If they got too close and accidentally angered Lin Shuangshuang, she might swing her sword at them, and there’d be nowhere to appeal for justice. The policemen, tasked with maintaining order and protecting the common people, were most likely overwhelmed themselves.
If Lin Shuangshuang knew what they were thinking...
She wouldn’t really feel anything, at most just be speechless. She wasn’t some lunatic or a killing maniac who’d slaughter people for fun out of anger.
However, seeing a bunch of people sneaking shy glances and swallowing their saliva wasn’t a pleasant experience. Eating while being watched made Lin Shuangshuang uncomfortable. Witnessing the suffering of others inevitably evokes a sense of mourning over brethren, though excluding those too twisted to be considered human.
Don’t think it was easy for her to make food. For regular people who couldn’t even touch the edge of insects, even with meat all over the place, they couldn’t get any. Moreover, though there were many insect eggs, the places where insects laid eggs were secretive. Without knowledge of the insects’ habits, they couldn’t be found at all.