"It's soil that hasn't been contaminated yet. Experts have detected vital elements in the snow, and they're using snow resources to restore the soil. Once the snow stops, we might have an unexpected harvest." Le Xu glanced at his younger sister's lips and frowned.
Did they look a little swollen, or was it just his imagination?
"If that's the case, it doesn’t sound too bad." Le Xiaowei thought for a moment. At least for now, humanity still had hope.
Once the mission was complete, she could leave without worry.
But how could she prevent someone from turning dark?
That was the question...
Wait—the problem actually lay with her. If nothing in this world could harm her, and she was certain to stay with Yuan Qiaoqiao for life,
would Yuan Qiaoqiao no longer turn dark?
First, if she wasn’t harmed at all, wouldn’t that require world peace?
Oh no, there was another way—absolute strength. World peace was too far-fetched.
Le Xiaowei had no interest in being a savior.
Second, if they really were to stay together for life... then at the very least, they’d need others’ blessings and their family’s approval.
Le Xiaowei glanced at Le Xu.
Oh no—this meant she’d have to make their relationship public.
Both options were tough.
Le Xiaowei had no idea how to even bring this up with Le Xu.
It felt unfair for her to be in a relationship while her brother stayed single.
As steam rose from the hotpot, Le Xu busied himself adding ingredients when his sister’s warm inquiry reached him.
"Bro, have you found someone yet?" Le Xiaowei probed carefully.
"Not looking." Le Xu didn’t even blink.
Nearby, Xia Jingli remained expressionless at his words. She knew she could only ever be friends with Le Xu now.
She wasn’t good enough for him.
The past had left her with psychological scars. Staying single for life wasn’t so bad.
"Then, bro, how about I help you find someone?" Xie Gantang slung an arm over Le Xu’s shoulder with a grin.
"Who are you?" Le Xu shot him a glare.
His sister calling him "bro" was one thing, but what was this guy doing?
"I could call you ‘big bro’ too—you’re older than me, after all. But single women are rare in the base these days. Everyone else is pairing up left and right. Our standards aren’t high—just find one." Xie Gantang patted Le Xu’s shoulder.
He was met with another sharp look.
Le Xu had originally planned to kick this guy out once they reached the base, but Xie Gantang’s abilities had leveled up surprisingly fast. Whatever his potential was, he’d stuck around, and Le Xu couldn’t bring himself to drive him away personally.
"Then... how about two?" Xie Gantang studied Le Xu’s unenthusiastic expression and hesitated before speaking.
In the post-apocalyptic world, having two partners wasn’t unheard of.
Le Xu: "..."
"Not happening." His response was as unbending as steel.
Xie Gantang shrugged helplessly.
Forcing a romance was truly beyond him.
He had no idea how Gu Xiaowei had completed the previous mission.
"Sis, have some potatoes." Yuan Qiaoqiao ignored the strange atmosphere at the table, her attention solely on Le Xiaowei.
Xie Gantang stroked his chin, studying her closely.
He really couldn’t tell.
If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he’d never believe this 160cm-tall sweetheart was part of Liu Sisi’s soul.
Probably the darkest part.
At least she hadn’t reached the point of utter villainy.
Could this be called a benign tumor?
No—benign corruption.
"Mhm." Le Xiaowei hummed absentmindedly while pondering her next steps.
Getting stronger was simple—just go out and fight zombies.
"By the way, bro, how do we check levels?" Le Xiaowei suddenly asked.
Human ability users and zombies had different ranking systems.
"Oh, that. I’ll get you the testing materials later." Le Xu studied his sister.
He suspected she might already be higher-level than him. At the very least, he couldn’t gauge her current strength.
"Okay." Le Xiaowei smiled in response.
Outside, heavy snow swirled in the air, while inside, the group ate hotpot in the living room, wrapped in an oddly peaceful, isolated atmosphere.
Le Xu borrowed a measuring stone and placed it on the coffee table.
Rumored to be a modified meteorite, it could detect a person’s level when infused with energy.
Le Xiaowei placed her hand on it, channeling her light-based energy. Le Xu watched as a white glow emanated from the stone, eventually tinged with a faint black hue.
"Level nine?! Damn, sis, you’re already level nine?!"
Le Xu was only level seven, and his progress was already among the fastest in the Northwest Base.
But then again, his sister had once been a zombie—level nine wasn’t too shocking.
Zombies were naturally better suited to this world than humans.
"What about Qiaoqiao?" Le Xu turned to Yuan Qiaoqiao.
She glanced at the stone, shook her head, and withdrew her hand.
"I... don’t need to test."
Le Xiaowei understood—if Yuan Qiaoqiao really channeled her energy, the stone would probably explode.
She vaguely remembered Qiaoqiao shouting something earlier.
Something like "Divine Domain: Stillness."
A god’s domain?
Was Qiaoqiao a god?
Le Xiaowei frowned slightly. Did gods even exist in this world?
And this sudden ascension to godhood was downright absurd.
She’d have to ask Si about it later—she seemed close to their master.
Snapping out of her thoughts, Le Xiaowei stretched.
"Bro, I’m going to bed." She yawned.
She still had to change the bedsheets, or she wouldn’t sleep comfortably tonight.
Yuan Qiaoqiao followed her upstairs.
"Sis, let me handle it." Yuan Qiaoqiao stopped her, pressing her onto the sofa.
"I’ll wash them."
Le Xiaowei didn’t protest, relaxing into the couch as she watched Yuan Qiaoqiao bustle around.
As a water-ability user who could control temperature, washing sheets was child’s play for her.
Once the sheets were hung on the balcony, Yuan Qiaoqiao rubbed her sore shoulders.
"If you’re tired, go to bed first," Le Xiaowei said abruptly.
Yuan Qiaoqiao sat beside her, tilting her head onto Le Xiaowei’s shoulder.
"Sis, I’m so sleepy..."
Le Xiaowei: "..."
Then go sleep. What was the point of leaning on her?
"Just go to bed." Le Xiaowei touched her own face—it was completely numb.
"Carry me there." Yuan Qiaoqiao dropped the bombshell.
Le Xiaowei: "..."
Drop dead.
"No." She couldn’t be bothered.
Her arms would give out.
"Then I’ll carry you. I’m not picky." Yuan Qiaoqiao added.
After a long silence, Le Xiaowei finally picked her up and stuffed her under the covers.
"I am absolutely not undressing you." She said coldly, pretending to be an emotionless block of wood.
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