Apocalypse Invasion: Survival on the Infinite Train
Zhong Yue's mind was full of question marks. Seeing that Ming Chu and Zhong Shuang weren't worried, she initially thought Zhong Xiangyang was a good swimmer.
But it had been half a minute, and he hadn't surfaced at all. Most people who drowned were actually good swimmers; what if? What if he had an accident?
"Don't worry, he'll be fine." Ming Chu patted Zhong Yue on the shoulder, "No need to worry, but next time, go inside the cabin to mess around. If someone else fell in, it might not be so safe."
Zhong Yue: "Huh?"
While she was still dazed, there was finally movement in the water. A head popped up, and in the light from the boat, his face was barely visible.
Zhong Xiangyang wiped the water from his face and sighed: "I almost couldn't swim back up. Why does it feel like I don't know how to swim anymore?"
"Then practice well. Starting tomorrow, you go to the pier and move supplies up for me." Zhong Shuang said directly.
Zhong Xiangyang went limp: "Can I move those metal sheets?"
"If you can't move them, tie them up well so the people above can pull them up properly." Zhong Shuang glanced at him.
Zhong Xiangyang said with a bitter face: "Then I'll practice diving and agility in the water right now."
In fact, he was very happy inside.
He wasn't like Zhong Yue, who brought a huge amount of supplies when she joined. He was just lucky enough to run into Ming Chu and the others, and because Zhong Shuang seemed to have a tolerant fondness for him, Ming Chu and the others kept him.
But in reality, Zhong Xiangyang felt useless and was worried about his future.
Now, at least he could finally be put to use!
"Flashlight." Ming Chu sponsored an underwater flashlight.
Zhong Xiangyang made a bitter face, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up as he sank back down.