“Nothing much. Come and help.”

Feng Qingge was smiling widely, but Yang Cheng and Xiao Yu felt a chill down their spines.

d.a.m.n! Could they refuse?

“You can't say no, or you'll join them.”

It was as if she could read Yang Cheng and Xiao Yu's minds, as Qin Yi extended her slender fingers and pointed to the ground.

Yang Cheng and Xiao Yu instinctively looked over and saw it was a zombie with a missing head. That neat, clean cut terrified them.

“Of- Of course! sur!” Yang Cheng and Xiao Yu wanted to cry but they didn't have the tears to do so. Could they refuse? They didn't dare ah.

“Qingge, do you know how to cook?” w.a.n.g Wenwen asked, still a little worried.

“No, I only know how to barbecue. But it's just a hotpot, it shouldn't be too hard. Also, I have you around, right?”

She really didn't know how to cook but preparing a hotpot should be fairly simple.

“We're doomed! There's no hope!” w.a.n.g Wenwen howled.

As it turned out, w.a.n.g Wenwen's hunch was really accurate. When a pot of black soup base with an indescribable smell was served, the few people who were usually the most active during mealtimes didn't move their chopsticks at all.

This evening was doomed to be sleepless, and with a hint of an odor too.

When they hit the road, Yang Cheng sat in the car, looking half dead.

“Is it really so bad? You still haven't recovered? Look at Ze Ning, he ate the most, but he's completely fine. You guys only suffered from a bit of diarrhea, but you're whining so much,” Feng Qingge looked at the pale Yang Cheng contemptuously, an expression of disdain on her face.

Qin Yi handed him a warm bowl of porridge. Actually, this Yang Cheng was quite pitiful.

Feng Qingge's pot of darkness all went into his, Xiao Yu, and Ze Ning's stomachs.

Ze Ning was a zombie and had an extraordinary stomach, so Feng Qingge's food didn't affect him at all. But Yang Cheng and Xiao Yu, who were forced to eat it, were very miserable.

They had gone to the toilet more than 20 times in one night, and didn't sleep at all. Their stomachs were still in pain and they were simply unfortunate.

“Have some porridge. You'll feel better.” Great, she still had to clean up after Feng Qingge's mess.

“Oh, sure, sure.” Qin Yi's porridge was cooked with the spirit spring from her Origin s.p.a.ce and it was very delicious. Also, it helped Yang Cheng feel much better.

Soon, Yang Cheng felt his stomach stop hurting, continuing to thank Qin Yi.

Yang Cheng had traveled extensively these few years and knew a lot of things. He also knew quite a few pieces of gossip, and as they were quite bored on the road, he told Qin Yi and the others some funny stories, making the journey less lonely.

G-City was relatively far away from this place and after driving for an entire day, they were still only halfway there, so they had no choice but to find a nearby place to rest for the night.

Fortunately, Yang Cheng knew that there was an abandoned village close by that they could go to.

Qin Yi followed Yang Cheng's directions and they soon saw a small village. However, this small village wasn't abandoned, with lights on and some people there.

“Eh, how strange. I didn't see anyone here a few months ago,” Yang Cheng commenced, a little puzzled.

“This isn't surprising. Maybe someone moved in recently. After all, the village doesn't have an owner,” w.a.n.g Wenwen answered.

“It's okay whether there are people or not. We're only going to stay here for one night, anyway,” Qin Yi said plainly.