Funeral

Chapter 911: Funeral

Chapter 283

Lin Jiao and Hesta walked side by side at the very back of everyone.

The cold wind blew straight at them, giving Hesta the strange sensation of suddenly waking from a dream.

"Will you still cover everyone's expenses next semester like you did this semester? It seems like you'll need quite a lot by then," she asked softly. "Shoes? Tracksuits? Protective gear? Venues..."

"No need for venues," Lin Jiao replied. "The advantage of being students is that we can use the school facilities for free in the name of club activities."

"That's still a huge sum of money," Hesta said.

"It is, but it just means stockpiling a little less in weapons and ammunition," Lin Jiao said, darting a glance at Hesta. "That's the biggest expense."

Hesta smiled silently.

"Let me guess what this poetry club is for," Hesta said, looking ahead. "It's actually a selection pool for that Doomsday Survival Club. You'll gradually weed some people out, then pick others from among them."

"'Some people' is a little too optimistic," Lin Jiao replied. "Getting even one or two would already be an unexpectedly wonderful outcome."

"That makes sense," Hesta said. "I noticed the members of the survival club vary greatly in age. When you recruited the first members, you probably didn't start with the school."

Lin Jiao quickened her pace by a few steps and moved in front of Hesta. "Interested?"

"Even if I were, I couldn't join," Hesta replied. "I told you I'm leaving. But let's stay in touch."

The two continued onward.

"I kept thinking about something last night," Hesta said. "Why did you drive Ding Yuqing away in the first place?"

"Why are you still thinking about that? I already explained it to you last time."

"Did you? But you were