Chapter 32: Chapter 32: Are You There? Touching the Cat’s Ears

The group exited the space, waiting for dawn tomorrow to go out shopping.

Before going to bed, it was time for the nightly routine question.

Que Zelian looked at Xiao Jinsheng, who was about to head upstairs: "Who are you sleeping with tonight?"

Xiao Jinsheng avoided his gaze: "I want to sleep alone tonight."

The unexpected answer made Que Zelian pause for a moment.

"Not afraid of Fog Corpses anymore?" Que Zelian chuckled lightly.

"Well, we can’t live in fear of Fog Corpses every day, right? Just a little scared—like 40% scared," Xiao Jinsheng pondered.

These past few days on Mist Continent, every night had been full of worry, fearing that Fog Corpses might gnaw on her brain while she slept.

Before, there was no other choice.

Now that she had the space, she could hide inside it.

Upon hearing this, Que Zelian didn’t say much else and simply raised his lips in a smile: "Then goodnight, sweet dreams."

"Okay, you too, sweet dreams." Xiao Jinsheng nodded hurriedly and rushed to her room.

After washing up, she went directly into the space and set up her portable tent.

The space was currently empty, so the tent had to do for now.

Once the house in the space was built, she was determined to buy a soft, big bed.

The following morning, they hadn’t eaten breakfast.

Not because Huaiqing refused to cook, but because their food supplies had run out—it was perfect timing for today’s shopping trip.

As they sat in the car and saw Bai Yan’s courtyard gates tightly shut next door, Xiao Jinsheng let out a sigh of relief.

She really couldn’t stand Bai Yan’s "green tea" airs; every conversation with Bai Yan left her ready to explode.

In the Mist West, towns under terminal control and located in city centers had a terminal trading market.

Zombies in this world weren’t nearly as dangerous as Fog Corpses or Mutant Beasts.

foggy weather, those with superpowers, under terminal assistance, had restored about thirty percent

essential supplies could be

trading market’s underground parking lot, and Que Zelian raised a hand to shield Xiao Jinsheng’s head, taking her hand to help

Ye shut the driver’s door and quickly

or too small, but

was no one

men stood in a circle inside the elevator, each taking up

turned to look at Que Zelian behind her, then glanced inside at the four men. She spread her hands and tilted her head:

to stand?" Mo Jiao looked puzzled, then pointed upward: "You could hang from the top of the

you just take the stairs?"

at you." Xiao Jinsheng snapped at Mo Jiao first, then turned to Yu Yunxiao:

forward and

Zelian followed closely behind, still standing in the space

closed, the small space was completely sealed, and Xiao Jinsheng began to feel that

lowered her head to glance around; the five men, each in their own stance, surrounded

over them—five men, folding their arms or leaning against

head up to scan the perimeter—five men, each with different expressions, their

Jinsheng looked left to

golden-rimmed glasses up on his nose when their eyes

the elevator’s left corner, raised his eyebrows

step when she looked at him, scaring Xiao Jinsheng into retreating. His dark purple eyes

commanding the right-side position, his golden-and-blue abnormal pupils full of impatience. When their eyes met, the cat ears buried

Mo Jiao’s sudden approach just now, Xiao Jinsheng had retreated, inadvertently narrowing the already short distance between herself and

one hand on her lower back and another on her arm, leaning down to express concern:

shaking her

She regretted everything.

elevator fiction filled with teasing that only led to

looked, those little spicy scenes she’d once enjoyed reading rushed to

stairs," Yu

lower back, slid forward to her abdomen, pulling her snugly into his embrace: "We’ll be there soon. If

Jinsheng

her face with both hands, unwilling to let them see the

countless elevator

stops or new

market, all goods were consigned under the terminal’s

made, the terminal handled the crystal core transactions, deducting a five percent fee. Because of this, the market items were organized like

terminal surveillance, it was impossible for

opened, Xiao Jinsheng was

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