Apocalypse King System
Chapter 209 209: Lin Kexin

"These... these things are all for me?" Lin Mo'er's hands trembled, showing a mix of surprise and disbelief.

"Of course, if not for you, then who else?" Derick smiled at the young girl.

Tears welled up in the excited eyes of the girl. She cautiously took the food and water in her hands, feeling a deep sense of gratitude towards the man before her.

"Thank you, thank you so much..." Lin Mo'er seemed so happy that she was on the verge of tears, continuously expressing her gratitude to Derick.

The surrounding crowd also got emotional, their eyes lingering on the food in the girl's hands. While the amount might not be substantial, that large pack of compressed biscuits alone could sustain an adult for three days, ensuring they wouldn't starve. In the current state of the base, these items were considered life-saving. And to give them away for free?

Currently, the base distributed food three times a week, but the meager rations barely kept people from starving. Apart from the organized teams sent out daily for resource collection by the base, only individual exploration teams could secure food.

In the entire base, except for the high-ranking officials and some capable exploration teams, most ordinary people struggled to maintain a state of not starving, let alone those who were old, weak, sick, or disabled.

Though a few men in the crowd seemed eager to act, Derick was still present, preventing any reckless moves.

Lin Mo'er looked at the two bags of food and a bottle of water in her hands. She swallowed hard, then opened the water, taking a sip before carefully pocketing the rest of the food.

Observing that she hadn't eaten yet, Derick raised an eyebrow. However, he didn't stop her; he just pulled Lin Mo'er to her feet. "What are your plans now? Will you stay here, or..."

"I... I want to share some of these things with my younger sister; she's even younger than me," Lin Mo'er hesitated as she spoke these words, her bright eyes fixed on Derick, seemingly waiting for his opinion.

"No need to look at me like that. Since I said they're for you, it's up to you how to handle it," Derick replied.

"Thank you." Lin Mo'er nodded earnestly at Derick and then packed up her belongings, preparing to leave.

Observing that Derick didn't seem to follow, the few men who had been standing by eagerly followed Lin Mo'er, their intentions quite obvious.

Derick quickly stepped forward, grabbing a small, thin man about to reach into Lin Mo'er's pocket. "Hurry up and get lost. Don't let me catch sight of you here again," Derick furrowed his brow. He wasn't ready to kill anyone at the moment, especially since he was new to this base and the situation wasn't entirely clear.

The small man's eyes flashed with a menacing glint, seemingly unwilling to give up. Without wasting words, Derick kicked him several meters away. The other men who were preparing to act were stunned, stumbling backward in confusion.

"A toast without response deserves a cup poured on the ground," Derick said disdainfully, clapping his hands to dust off the dirt. He had restrained his strength; otherwise, the man wouldn't just be lying on the ground spitting blood but would have had his internal organs shattered, given Derick's current physical strength, which could withstand missile bombardment. How could an ordinary person compare?

Lin Mo'er covered her pocket, feeling a bit frightened. She now realized that even her usual neighbors were attempting to rob her belongings in these circumstances.

Seeing how effortlessly Derick intimidated the crowd, Lin Mo'er finally breathed a sigh of relief. Derick took a few steps forward, holding the girl's hand. "Let's go. Where's your home? Lead the way!"

This was the first time Lin Mo'er had held hands with a stranger, making her somewhat nervous and shy. Her face turned a bit pale, and her emotions were hard to discern.

"Damn, this guy is definitely a fat lamb. He casually handed out so much food to that girl; he must have more. If we get our hands on it, we could probably eat well for the whole month..." After Derick left, one of the men expressed regret.

"You want to die? Go by yourself. Didn't you notice he had a gun strapped to his waist? Firing a gun inside the base won't attract the attention of zombies..." A nearby person coldly interrupted his impractical fantasies.

Derick led Lin Mo'er away, and not long after, they arrived at the base of a residential building. Climbing three flights of stairs, Lin Mo'er used her key to open the door.

Although resources like food and clean water were scarce within the base, residential spaces were relatively abundant. Most of the houses had been vacated as many people turned into zombies, leaving these dwellings to the newborn survivors.

However, this particular house belonged to Lin Mo'er and her family from the beginning. They had been stuck here since the apocalypse. Later, a small-scale military force and a few high-ranking government officials entered the area, establishing a gathering place.

Hearing the door open, a younger girl ran out from the room. "Sister, you're back!"

Due to Lin Mo'er's extreme thinness and pale complexion, Derick couldn't accurately determine her age. However, the younger girl coming out of the room seemed to be a bit younger, with a relatively healthier complexion. She looked around fourteen or fifteen years old.

After the younger sister exchanged greetings with Lin Mo'er, she looked up at Derick, her big eyes shimmering with curiosity.

"Big brother, who are you?"

"Little girl, I'm Derick, your sister's friend." He smiled, gently running his fingers through the little girl's hair. It was evident that the personalities of the two sisters were somewhat different. Lin Mo'er was more composed and quiet, while her younger sister was lively and energetic, showing no signs of sorrow despite the challenging environment of the apocalypse.

"Can I call you Derick?" The little girl didn't refuse Derick's somewhat familiar touch and asked with a curious expression.

"Of course, no problem..." Derick agreed with a smile.

Watching the affectionate interaction between the man and her younger sister, Lin Mo'er felt a sense of relief. Fortunately, the apocalypse hadn't erased her sister's lively and adorable nature.

"So, his name is Derick!" Lin Mo'er glanced deeply at the man, feeling a sense of gratitude. Although she and her sister were barely surviving, often relying on the charity of neighbors or the food distributed by the base, recently, food had become even scarcer. They had gone two days without a proper meal. Forced to find a solution, Lin Mo'er resorted to the desperate measure of selling herself, claiming to be searching for food outside.

Her demands were high, requiring enough food for both her and her sister. Consequently, no one was willing to help until today when she encountered Derick. He didn't ask for anything in return, generously giving her all these supplies and even helping her fend off those who tried to snatch her food.

"Derick, don't just stand here, come in and have a seat..." The little girl skillfully took Derick's hand from her sister and led him into the room.

Derick, amused by the situation, let the little girl pull him along. During their conversation, he learned the name of the younger sister—Lin Kexin.

Observing the room's furnishings, Derick could tell that the two sisters kept it very clean, indicating a penchant for tidiness.

His gaze shifted to the wall, where two simple spirit tablets were placed on a wooden shelf, bearing crookedly written lines of text. Derick sighed inwardly, recognizing what these items represented without needing a clear view.

Lin Mo'er put down the things she was holding, intending to prepare something for Derick. However, she awkwardly realized there wasn't much to offer. She couldn't possibly use the items Derick had given her to entertain him.

Derick, sensing the girl's discomfort, simply took her hand and guided her to the sofa. "No need to be so formal, especially at a time like this. There's no need for unnecessary formalities."

"You two should eat something first..." Derick pointed to the food on the table.