The Journey of a Beautiful Girl's Survival in the Apocalypse

What about the middle?

"Please, can you stop using phrases that are so easy to misunderstand?"

Xilin then looked at me with a confused expression.

"What?"

Seriously... was this girl pretending, or did she really not understand?

"I don't know."

I replied, and seeing the disappointed look on Xilin's face made me furious.

Sorry to disappoint you!

The corner of my mouth twitched. I glanced back at Xilin, closed my eyes, and lay down to sleep.

Come to think of it, my relationship with the people in the group had gradually become rather strange these past few days. It wasn't that they hated me. On the contrary, they had

grown closer to me.

The reason probably lay in what Guo Rui did after she woke up, right?

She hadn't gotten angry or held a grudge. She had merely nodded at me and calmly said, "You win." After that, everyone gradually began accepting me.

But my current position was truly subtle.

In this group, the men handled combat while the women handled logistics. The division was very clear. The men generally handled firearm repairs,

vehicle inspections, food

acquisition, and keeping the supplies in order.

The women handled everything else, taking care of the men's ordinary daily needs. Their work was more tedious, including cooking and washing vegetables, keeping track of the

supplies, and even washing frequently worn clothes.

Although this felt somewhat sexist, I had to admit that it greatly increased efficiency. Men were naturally much stronger than women physically,

and had considerably greater stamina, so the women rarely took part in combat.

Now that I had been assigned to the combat group, I didn't need to do any washing or cooking. The others handled practically everything,

and Bai Chi could help out as well. They didn't need me to mend