“I have a flatbed cart. Would that work?” the man spoke, his body trembling with fear.Â
He always believed that fortune favored the bold; the timid went hungry.Â
The moment he saw Chloe and the others, he knew they were clearly not some average folks.Â
The moment he saw Chloe and the others, he knew they were anything but average.Â
“We’ll borrow your flatbed cart and return it to you tomorrow,” Chloe said.Â
As soon as that bread showed up, the vibe instantly changed.Â
One could hear people breathing hard. It caused quite a stir in the crowd.Â
The sound of anxious, shuffling feet echoed all around, but nobody dared to take a single step closer.Â
The man who offered the flatbed cart froze when he saw the bread. He blinked hard, afraid it was just a mirage.Â
He hadn’t tasted bread in ages.Â
In these times, when human life was worth less than dirt, even a single piece of bread could mean the difference between life and death.Â
The man clutched the bread to his chest, so moved he was speechless.Â
“Thank you, thank you…” he just kept repeating, unable to say anything else.Â
But then, he suddenly felt countless eyes lock onto him, like a pack of hungry wolves ready to pounce.Â
A cold sweat broke out all over him. He knew that once these soldiers and powered humans left, he was in deep trouble.Â
He wouldn’t just lose the bread; he’d probably get ripped apart by the crowd, who were acting like starving wolves.Â
The man thought, ‘What should I do?‘Â
Just then, Chloe handed him a bottle of warm water and said, “Hurry up and eat, drink some water too. We’ll need you to help us pull the cart soon.”Â
“Oh, sure thing!” the man replied, relief clear in his voice.Â
He couldn’t help but feel like he’d just dodged a bullet.Â
It was only then that he realized his back was soaked in cold sweat.Â
He munched on the bread as he walked, leading the two soldiers over to get the flatbed cart.Â
The soldiers flanked him on both sides, sniper rifles at the ready, making it clear that nobody would dare mess with the bread clutched in the man’s arms.Â
Chloe placed her hand on Chiara’s head, letting a gentle green glow flow from her palm and direct it straight to Chiara’s injury.Â
Thankfully, it was just a minor injury, and it healed up in no time.Â
Then Chloe rushed over to Linda and used the same healing trick on her.Â
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But her healing powers couldn’t fix everything. If Linda had a fever or a cold, she’d still need a real doctor.Â
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Chloe had loads of medicine stashed in her spiritual space, but she couldn’t just hand out random pills without knowingÂ
what was wrong.Â
Chiara tugged at Chloe’s sleeve and asked, “Chloe, is Mom going to die?”Â
Chloe gently patted her head and said softly, “Don’t worry, as long as I’m here, she won’t.”Â
Chloe’s healing ability made a real difference. She managed to keep Linda’s condition from getting any worse. At least for now, Linda was out of danger.Â
“Let’s go, we need to get her to the hospital right away,” Chloe said.Â
The whole group moved out together, making their way through the crowd.Â
Chloe gave a respectful nod to everyone and said, “Thanks for your help. My family’s situation is urgent, so I’ll see you all at the registration hall tomorrow morning.”Â
The powered human team that took the job was over the moon. They were practically floating with excitement.Â
Three hundred pounds of food! They couldn’t believe they’d landed such a haul so easily.Â
“No need to thank us, it’s what we’re here for,” one powered human replied, barely able to hide his grin.Â
The soldiers just saluted Chloe, didn’t say a word, and turned to leave.Â
One of the soldiers was shivering in the freezing wind, his military coat long gone, but he still stood ramrod straight. No amount of cold could break his resolve.Â
Chloe saw it all and quietly kept it in mind.Â
The Blaze Squad moved like lightning, getting Linda to the central hospital in just a few minutes.Â
But the hospital was already packed to the brim. Refugees were crammed shoulder to shoulder, blocking the ER entrance completely.Â
If they had to wait in line, it could take days before they even got seen.Â
‘What are we supposed to do now?‘ Chloe thought, anxiety gnawing at her.Â
The man pulling the cart felt the bread inside his coat, carefully pulled one out, thought for a second, then split it in half.Â
He walked into the ER.Â
When he came out, two nurses hurried over and immediately brought Linda inside.Â
That move instantly got the refugees in line all riled up.Â
“Why do they get to cut in line?” someone shouted.Â
“Yeah, why do they get to jump ahead?” another person yelled.Â
“We were here first! If they can cut in, so can we!” someone else shouted.Â
In the apocalypse, life was brutal, and everyone was on edge. It only took a tiny spark to set people off, and it wouldn’t take much for a brawl to erupt.Â
Chloe jumping the queue pushed everyone over the edge. The crowd erupted in anger, their frustration boiling over all atÂ
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One of the nurses grabbed a megaphone and yelled, “Why are you all yelling? They paid for their treatment, so they get priority, obviously. Did any of you pay?Â
“We treat patients in the order they pay.”Â
But nobody was convinced. Even with payment, the crowd was having it.Â
“Aren’t doctors supposed to be angels? So just because we’re refugees and can’t pay, we’re supposed to die? Do you people even care if we live or die?” someone shouted.Â
“That’s right! We’re sick, it’s the government and the army’s job to help us now!” someone yelled.Â
“We paid all those taxes for years. Was all that money for nothing” another person shouted.Â
The more they argued, the angrier they got. The apocalypse had messed everyone up, and now all that bottled–up rage was exploding out.Â
“Let’s just storm in and grab the medicine ourselves!” someone yelled.Â
“Yeah, if they’re gonna be heartless, then we don’t have to play nice! Let’s go!” another person shouted.Â
One shouted, “Let’s go! Rush in!”Â
In an instant, all hell broke loose. The ER doors were torn clean off their hinges.Â
Just as everyone thought they were about to storm in and snatch some medicine to trade for food, a thick wall of ice suddenly slammed down, blocking their way.Â
Chloe stood atop the ice wall, wearing casual sportswear that looked ridiculously out of place in the bone–chilling cold.Â
She stared down at the chaos below, her gaze icy and unyieldingÂ
Chloe said, “My family really is seriously ill, and I’m sorry for all the trouble. I have some compressed biscuits here. Please accept them as compensation.”Â
The moment people heard there were compressed biscuits, the noisy crowd went dead silent.Â
Just the mention of food made everyone unconsciously lick their lips. After all, it had been days since their last real meal.Â
In the crowd, Shawn locked his gaze on Chloe, unable to believe what he was seeing.Â
He thought, ‘Damn it, Chloe has all that stuff?Â
‘All of that should be mine.‘Â
Shawn was so furious that he could’ve ground his teeth to dust.Â
In his eyes, Chloe was still just that doormat who used to chase after him. She was only throwing a tantrum now because he’d broken her heart.Â
He just assumed all her supplies belonged to him.Â
Shawn glared at Chloe, standing atop the ice wall, gritting his teeth in anger.Â
He thought, ‘How dare she throw around my supplies like that? Just wait, I’ll make you pay for this!’Â
But the moment he felt Chloe’s gaze sweep past him, he immediately put on his most devoted expression, not that sheÂ
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spared him even half a second.Â