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 Chapter 24: Mountain Crabs “Is it alright to set it up here?” Lin Xing asked. Due to the unexpected encounter with Lin Qing, Gu Qiming had returned much later than Lin Zheng. The three were bustling around the yard, with Lin Xing helping them build a fire pit in the courtyard. Lin Zheng and his partner were patching up the fire pit with mud, while Lin Xing was sharpening bamboo strips to construct a frame above it. As they worked, Gu Qiming set down his things and approached curiously. “What are you building?” Without pausing his work, Lin Zheng glanced at him and replied, “A fire pit.” “A fire pit?” “It’s for warming up in winter. You can also skewer meat on bamboo sticks and roast it over the fire. It’s even more useful than a stove.” Gu Qiming nodded, then, feeling awkward just standing there, asked, “Is there anything I can do to help?” “We’re almost done here. Just wash your hands and wait for dinner,” Lin Yun said, filling...

Chapter 18 Tasting Desserts Without the Determination to Die is Not Enough When Talking About Losing Weight. “You’re not exactly following the rules,” Rong Hongxue said, “Well, their rules.” Even as he spoke his words of blame, his tone was indeed pleasant. Being scolded by Yi Zhen was one thing, but hearing Yi Zhen scold someone else was an entirely different matter. As Yi Zhen gazed at the six little trash cans sitting before him, their faces pale and blue, he felt his heart fill with a sense of exhilaration. He even ignored Rong Hongxue’s snide remarks whispered into his ear. In the end, he will be the one who takes the blame. However, I am but a weak and helpless widower, utterly alone and forlorn. The only sounds in the silence were the crisp clinking of silver cutlery against the marble table. The appetizer had been served, and the soup and side dishes were also arranged one after the other. The ever-changing starlight swayed wi...

Chapter 23: Little Thief “When we get to the mountain, I’ll go deep into the forest with Lin Zheng to hunt. I’ll set the traps along the way. If I don’t return by nightfall, don’t wait up for me.” At the crack of dawn, Gu Qiming and Lin Xing were packing their bags, preparing to visit Lin Yun and the others in the mountains. Since the couple’s dramatic return to Lin Family Village, they had been living in the mountains, in a house built by Liu, the hunter, when he was young. As the old hunter’s apprentice, Lin Zheng had inherited the house. Before he left Lin Family Village, he often stayed in the mountains for ten to fifteen days at a time while hunting. The deeper into the mountains they went, the harder the path became. This house was built even deeper than where Gu Qiming usually hunted. Because they set out early, when Gu Qiming, supporting Lin Xing, arrived at their destination, they only found Lin Yun at home. He was sprinkling anima...

 Chapter 20 I’ve Never Heard Of A Corpse King Being Afraid Of Getting Lost, It Couldn’t Be That He Was Afraid Of Getting Infected? By the time Ji Yanqing turned back, that figure had vanished into the desolate wilderness. He wanted to call out to the person, but it was too late. They could fire their guns, but the sound would attract even more of the corpse kings. “What is it?” Xia Shen Shu looked in the direction Ji Yanqing was peering at, but only saw a desolate terrain. “Someone was just over there.” Ji Yanqing had a strange feeling, and he kept thinking that he recognized him. He tried to remember, but during the last six months since the virus broke out, all the people he had ever met were right there. Xia Shen Shu turned his attention to Xue Gang’s group. Xue Gang and the others had also heard Ji Yanqing’s words, but they showed no intention of stopping. Xia Shen Shu raised an eyebrow and refrained from further meddling. Their peo...

Chapter 22: Roasted Rabbit Meat Before dawn broke, the kitchen was already bustling with activity. In the main hall, Da Huang and Er Huang were still curled up together, occasionally letting out soft pup-chirps in their sleep. “Ouch!” Gu Qiming winced as he reached for a steamed sweet potato from the pot. The heat stung his hand before he could even touch it, forcing him to quickly retract his arm. Lin Xing carefully dabbed the sweet potato with a damp cloth to check if it was fully cooked. Satisfied, he gently placed it in a bowl without even glancing at Gu Qiming. After all this time, Gu-ge still rushed to eat at every meal, either burning his hands or scalding his mouth time after time. Lin Xing carefully peeled the sweet potato and held it to Gu Qiming’s lips. “Try it. Is it sweet?” “Sweet!” Gu Qiming declared. Lin Xing shot him a playful glare. “You haven’t even tasted it yet!” Gu Qiming grinned cheekily. “Anything peeled by Xingxing’s hands is bound to be sweet.” Though sma...