The things Ren Xiaosu had asked Wang Fugui to prepare were actually not that difficult to procure. Many of them were even daily necessities. But he had to be careful when buying them all at once. That was because buying so many things at the same time might attract the attention of some people.
After all, it was no secret that these things could be used to make bombs.
The next morning, Wang Fugui went out. He did not ask Ren Xiaosu what these things were for. In any case, if Ren Xiaosu needed them, he would just go and buy them.
Wang Fugui defined himself as a shopkeeper. All he had to do was to do his best and do his job well.
At first, Ren Xiaosu was afraid that Wang Fugui would mess up the task. But later, he realized Wang Fugui was even more careful than he had imagined.
Wang Fugui spent an entire day taking the streetcar to the Southeast, Northwest, and Southeast regions to buy all of these things in four separate trips.
When Wang Fugui got home in the evening, Ren Xiaosu saw that he was so exhausted that he was about to collapse.
Sister Xiaoyu had already bought new clothes for Ren Xiaosu and the others. Meanwhile, the enrollment procedures for Yan Liuyuan, Ren Xiaosu, and Wang Dalong had also been completed.
Moreover, Sister Xiaoyu had helped them ask around and found out that the stronghold's schools had two holidays every year. It was now winter, and the first semester was almost over.
Therefore, Ren Xiaosu and the others would probably have to go on holiday before they could attend school for long.
Of course, this was also in line with Ren Xiaosu's needs. They would be getting used to it at the beginning, so a holiday would be a good buffer for them.
In the end, they still had to go to school. Ren Xiaosu was suddenly looking forward to it. He wondered if the stronghold's schools would teach the same things as what Mr. Zhang had taught them.
After dinner, Wang Fugui went to Ren Xiaosu and whispered, "When I went to buy these things today, a shopkeeper casually said something that made me feel uneasy."
"What is it?" Ren Xiaosu asked.
"He accidentally said, 'Why are you all buying these things?'" Wang Fugui said, "I asked him who else was buying these things, and he said a girl went there yesterday. Fortunately, he replenished his stock today. Otherwise, he might not have anything for me."
Ren Xiaosu frowned. He suddenly felt that the girl might be Yang Xiaojin!
The two of them had the same bomb-making skills, so when they considered making a bomb, they would probably want to buy the same thing.
Yang Xiaojin probably didn't expect that Ren Xiaosu was doing exactly the same thing as her.
Just what was Yang Xiaojin trying to do? Could she be thinking of blowing up the stronghold?
Of course, it was unrealistic to blow up a stronghold with such a small amount of explosives. Ren Xiaosu felt that Yang Xiaojin's target might just be the Pyro Company's branch in Stronghold 109.
After all, he had always felt that Yang Xiaojin had some grudge with the Pyro Company.
The next morning, Ren Xiaosu and the others took the streetcar to 13th High School. While they were on the streetcar, he saw some other students on the streetcar as well. The students were very recognizable because they were all wearing the same blue and white school uniform.
When Tang Zhou handed over the paperwork to them, he told them that the uniforms would only be issued when they arrived at the school because they were issued according to their measurements. Jiang Wu's students had already been issued their uniforms, so only Ren Xiaosu and the other two students were left.
Jiang Wu had brought the students to stay in the staff dormitory at 13th High School. These students could only rely on their own efforts in the future because they did not have parents.
However, Ren Xiaosu did not expect these students to be so united. Everyone had experienced life and death together. After losing their families, they instinctively treated these classmates who had gone through thick and thin with them as family.
At this moment, Ren Xiaosu heard the students in front of him discussing, "Did anyone tell y 'all that there are refugees coming into the stronghold? I heard someone got on the streetcar with a refugee yesterday and fell sick when he got home. My mom said it's because the refugees are carrying the germs from the outside world with them."
Another student said, "My dad said that if we encounter any refugees, we should stay away from them."
"I don't think it's that serious," a girl whispered.
"Who knows? My mom said that a refugee who came in a few years ago infected many people with a virus and killed dozens of people. Why else do you think everyone doesn't allow them into the stronghold?"
Ren Xiaosu frowned when he heard this. How did the rumors spread like this overnight? To be honest, before entering the stronghold, Ren Xiaosu really did not expect refugees would be so ostracized when they entered the stronghold.
Moreover, Ren Xiaosu had thought that if they were ostracized, it would be because of poverty or something similar.
But he did not expect it to be because of the so-called virus.
The town was not a quarantine zone, so Ren Xiaosu was very disdainful of the so-called virus. He had already come into contact with many stronghold residents, such as Luo Lan, Tang Zhou, Yang Xiaojin, Luo Xinyu, Liu Bu, and the private troops who had accompanied them to the Jing Mountains.
But he did not see any of them fall sick or die.
Who was the one who was deliberately promoting the idea that the virus was contagious? It made it seem like Ren Xiaosu and the others were huge virus carriers.
At this moment, Wang Dalong was staring at the young lady in the bus in a daze. It was as though what the others were discussing had nothing to do with him.
However, Yan Liuyuan was a little more sensitive. He frowned and whispered, "Bro, are we really carrying the virus?"
"No." Ren Xiaosu shook his head.
"Then why are they saying that? Should we refute them?" Yan Liuyuan's good mood after entering the stronghold was ruined by everything around him.
"It's useless to refute them," Ren Xiaosu answered.
"Why? They're slandering us." Yan Liuyuan did not understand.
"Liuyuan, if 10 people say we're bad together, does that count as slandering?" Ren Xiaosu asked.
"Of course, why wouldn't it count?" Yan Liuyuan answered.
"Then if 100 people say we're bad together, does that count as slandering?" Ren Xiaosu continued to ask.
"… I guess so," Yan Liuyuan said after some thought.
"What if 10,000 people say we're bad together?" Ren Xiaosu said calmly, "That's not slandering, but justice."
"Bro," Yan Liuyuan whispered, "although I don't know as much as you do, even if 10,000 people slander us, as long as I think they're wrong, it won't count as justice."
Ren Xiaosu smiled. "You're right."
The students on the streetcar had all been influenced by their parents. Their parents told them not to act bravely for a just cause, to be more "refined" when dealing with others, and to not fool around with others.
In fact, the thoughts of the students themselves were an extension of their parents' will. So Ren Xiaosu knew at this moment that most of the stronghold's residents did not welcome their arrival. However, he was not sure if this situation would get worse.
Ren Xiaosu did not have time to care about this right now. After learning that Yang Xiaojin might have also bought a large amount of bomb-making materials, he became even more curious about what Yang Xiaojin and the others were planning to do.
Moreover, Ren Xiaosu felt that if he had the chance, it would be best for him to find out where Yang Xiaojin had planted the bombs so that he wouldn't end up getting blown up.
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