Chapter 32: Snatching Zhang Wenliang’s Goods

The next day, Su Nianzhi told Su Maomao to keep an eye on Zhang Wenliang.

As for herself, she snuck up into the mountains.

She hadn’t been up there in a while, and the family couldn’t go on without a source of income forever.

She needed a proper excuse to explain where her money was coming from anyway.

Besides, she wanted to see if she could find any ginseng in the mountains. That patch of land inside her space should be suitable for growing it, right?

Happily tossing her basket and supplies into the space, she ran around freely like a child.

Yesterday, she had absorbed a bit of spiritual energy from that piece of jade—not even enough to cover a fingernail—but it still made her quite happy.

With the nourishment of the spring water from her space, her spiritual power had recovered quite a bit.

Her body had also improved—no more shortness of breath after just a bit of movement like before.

After wandering the mountain for a while, she spotted three wild rabbits and two pheasants.

Suddenly, she heard a familiar sound.

She quickly locked on to the location using her spiritual sense.

“Dear Big Tiger, here I come!!!”

The big tiger, who had been aimlessly prowling the mountain in search of prey, suddenly felt a chill down its spine.

Damn, it had that creepy feeling of being stalked.

The next second, seeing a familiar two-legged creature before it…

Its first instinct—turn and run!

Su Nianzhi: ??? Why is it running?

Big Tiger: Wait a minute… why am I running?

I’m a big, fierce tiger!

But… mama always said—if something feels wrong, just run.

Watching the tiger hightail it out of there with its butt up in the air, Su Nianzhi burst into laughter.

She immediately used her spiritual power to restrain it.

Her eyes lit up as she beamed, “Hiiiiii~~~~~”

Big Tiger (panicked): !!!!! ┌(。Д。)┐

“It’s been so long! Don’t you miss me?”

“Is that wild boar over there yours?”

The gentler her voice became, the more the tiger’s fur trembled with fear.

Its tiger eyes were full of wariness.

“Go take down that wild boar for me, won’t you?”

Big Tiger: Can you hear yourself right now?!

Su Nianzhi: “I’ll take that as a yes—go get it, Big Tiger!”

And just like that, the tiger suddenly found itself leaping straight at the boar.

Tiger versus boar—a rapid, fierce battle broke out.

Su Nianzhi pulled a big meat bun from her space and started munching on it, sipping water from time to time.

“Go Big Tiger! Go Big Tiger!”

Seeing the wild boar nearly dead, her eyes sparkled with stars.

“You’re amazing!”

Big Tiger: …Why do I feel weirdly happy right now???

Su Nianzhi didn’t feel even the slightest guilt about manipulating a tiger like this.

Her whole focus was on that huge wild boar.

Its neck had been bitten through.

She tossed a wild rabbit toward the tiger. “Payment. I won’t make you work for free.”

Then, Big Tiger watched in disbelief as the giant boar vanished right before its eyes.

This woman!!!

She’s terrifying.

It didn’t even want the rabbit anymore—just turned and ran for its life.

Su Nianzhi looked down at the struggling rabbit on the ground.

Huh? Confused face.

Maybe the tiger was full?

She nonchalantly got ready to head home for the day.

Just then, she heard some noises from deeper in the forest.

Following the sound, she found a man, covered in blood, lying in the bushes.

Her first instinct: Do not help.

There’s an old saying—don’t stick your nose where it doesn’t belong.

Besides, in all those novels, helping strangers usually ends in either gratitude or revenge.

She didn’t need gratitude—and definitely didn’t want revenge.

She turned to leave.

What the hell?! Something grabbed my foot.

A hand was gripping her pants leg.

In a strained voice, he said, “H-Help me…”

Su Nianzhi coldly replied, “I don’t know medicine. You’d better wait for someone else.”

The man’s heart nearly shattered. In his current state, staying here was a death sentence. Not only were there wild beasts in this Tiger Head Mountain—he might have pursuers too.

He could not die here.

Su Nianzhi glanced at the man’s swollen, bloodied face.

Crap—he had a gunshot wound.

This man definitely couldn’t be saved.

She yanked her leg free and bolted.

The man nearly coughed up blood from anger.

Did this woman have no sympathy at all?!

Su Nianzhi didn’t dare take out the wild boar right away. Instead, she brought back only the rabbits and pheasants.

The mountains weren’t safe these days, so she didn’t want her second and eldest brothers going up there.

The wild boar would be fine in her space—whatever goes in comes out in the same condition. It wouldn’t spoil.

As for that man—whether he lived or died had nothing to do with her.

In the apocalypse, she’d seen so many people begging for help, only to turn into thankless traitors. She felt no guilt at all.

She wasn’t some savior.

For the next two days, she happily ate and drank at home, listening to her mom’s gossip whenever she had free time.

“Little Auntie, Little Auntie! That Zhang Wenliang just left for town!”

“Really?”

Su Nianzhi put down her red dates.

“Maomao, Little Auntie’s going out for a bit. I’ll be back tonight. If Grandma comes back, just tell her I went to town.”

Maomao looked at the candy in his hand and caved instantly.

Su Nianzhi quickly left the village and, once inside her space, gave herself a makeover.

Then she pulled out a bicycle and pedaled like lightning.

Aunt Ma, who was on her way back to her parents’ house, got a face full of dust.

“Whose damn brat was that? Next time I will scold him properly!”

Because of her speed, Su Nianzhi soon spotted Zhang Wenliang in the distance and slowed down to follow him.

Not long after, they arrived in the county.

She watched as Zhang Wenliang weaved through familiar alleys and eventually parked his bike between two narrow lanes beside No. 29 Yunan Road.

She saw him cautiously enter the courtyard.

Su Nianzhi’s eyes spun as she extended her spiritual sense toward the No. 29 house.

Perfect—someone was definitely inside.

She nimbly climbed over the wall and heard a voice:

“This is for your teacher.”

A man wearing a hat, face hidden, stepped out.

Zhang Wenliang came out right after him.

The two of them headed in separate directions.

Su Nianzhi quietly followed behind Zhang Wenliang.

Without hesitation, she used her spiritual power to knock him unconscious on the spot.

She walked over and pulled the bag from his chest.

Opened it—

Holy crap, wads and wads of cash!

Su Nianzhi quickly checked it. Just as she was about to interrogate him, she heard footsteps approaching.

In a flash, she vanished into her space.

Two men came walking up.

Seeing Zhang Wenliang unconscious on the ground, one of them said:

“Too late. Someone beat us to it.”

What?!

Su Nianzhi could see what was happening outside.

She recognized the old man from No. 28, and the other man—though facing away—had the same voice she’d heard the other day.

“Take him. Go after the other one.”

Once they left, Su Nianzhi bolted like a gust of wind.

She rushed to an empty spot, pulled out her bicycle, and pedaled like mad.

Out of the city—back home!

When Zhang Wenliang finally woke up and saw his empty chest…

Only one thought crossed his mind:

How was he going to explain this to his teacher?

It was over!