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.

with superpowers, under terminal assistance, had restored about thirty percent of pre-apocalypse prosperity to city

most essential supplies could be

trading market’s underground parking lot, and Que Zelian raised a hand to shield

and quickly headed

too small,

the elevator, there was no one

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

then glanced inside at the four men. She spread her hands and tilted her head: "Why? You’re

then pointed upward: "You could hang from the

just take the stairs?" Yu

don’t even want to waste a glance at you." Xiao Jinsheng snapped at Mo

a big step forward and

Zelian followed closely behind, still standing in the space

sealed, and Xiao Jinsheng began

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

gaze swept over them—five men, folding their arms or leaning

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

Jinsheng looked left

pushed the golden-rimmed glasses up on his nose

his eyebrows when their gazes met and beckoned her with a

step when she looked at him, scaring

met, the cat ears buried in his white

had retreated, inadvertently narrowing the already short distance between herself and Que Zelian to

lower back and another on her arm,

shaking her head: "It’s nothing—I think I’m getting

She regretted everything.

filled with

she looked, those little spicy scenes

stairs," Yu

forward to her abdomen, pulling her snugly into his embrace: "We’ll be there soon. If you’re really feeling sick,

Jinsheng mumbled

let them see the uncontrollable expressions she

life and countless elevator rides, none had

no stops or new

trading market, all goods were consigned

the crystal core transactions, deducting a five percent fee. Because of

was impossible

doors opened, Xiao Jinsheng was the first

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